Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Chapter 84: I don't like them, I only like you

After uttering these four words in his heart, Song Yu put down his mobile phone, and his blood rushed to his head. He couldn't speak anymore.

The bewilderment and sorrow that have been entangled in his heart since Friday, suddenly surging and strangling it.

——He actually fell into the pit he had dug before!

This thought hit him, and his voice was tight.

Afraid of exposure, he lowered his head.

Xie Sui was far away, just looking at him. Song Yu's pupils were like a layer of mist that was imaginary and solid. After seeing him, he first raised his head and was confused for two or three seconds, then quickly lowered.

Today is a little different.

Xie Sui was taken aback, raised his eyebrows, and walked over, but first smiled and apologized: "Sorry, I'm late."

Song Yu didn't even notice that he was late in his mind, and he was so confused that he wanted to open his mouth and tell what he was thinking, but when he thought that they were friends in their previous life, he felt a little frustrated and irritable.

Especially when he digs himself like this before.

'How to say? I'm sorry I lied to you at that time, but my heart is different. I also covet your looks, no, I covet all of you.'

After Xie Sui waited for a while, he watched Song Yu lower his head and said nothing, and asked softly, "Are you angry?"

He bent over, his voice was gentle and smiling: "Actually, I can explain this matter."

The familiar voice is loose, like intoxicating wine in this winter night.

Song Yu's breathing was stagnant, he concealed his panic, and raised his head again.

Clear eyes widened and coughed, pretending to be calm and said: "No, I'm not angry, I just thought about what to eat."

He tried his best to control his facial expressions and let himself calm down.

However, all the attention was paid to stare in his eyes without avoiding him, so his breathing was not hesitating, one deep and one shallow.

Tensions, restlessness, and desire to cover up.

Xie Sui's expression didn't change, he stood up straight and smiled, "Have you figured it out?"

Song Yu has something on his mind, and it is about him. For such a simple and straightforward cover-up, he didn't want to reveal it.

Song Yu was still very uncomfortable: "Whatever, I can, and it depends on their arrangements."

Xie Sui said, "Well, let's change the place first. It's cold, so don't catch a cold again outside."

His pitch-black eyes glanced over, and the corners of his lips teased, "I don't want to suffer any more. It takes too much effort to take care of you."

"......" What do you mean-taking care of him? Most of that uncomfortableness was eliminated in an instant, and Song Yu stared blankly, his eyes were confusing, and a deep fear surged in his heart-he wouldn't move his feet to Xie Sui that night. "Me, I'm sick and hard to take care of?"

Xie Sui walked beside him, raised his thin lips, and asked, "How squeamish you are, you don't know?"

Song Yu: "......"

The word squeamish is probably used to describe him for the first time in his life.

"Student Xie Sui, don't use the word squeamish casually." Song Yu began to reason with him: "If someone hears it, I will collapse if it is not set."