As soon as Song Yanbai opened the car door, Xiang Yu seemed to know that it would be her who got off the car. He hurriedly stuffed his phone into his pocket, put out the cigarette and ran over.

"Yan Yan..."

When Xiang Yu was halfway through his words, he was a little stunned when he saw Zhang Yang in the car. He grabbed Song Yanbai's hand, "Yan Yan, are you feeling uncomfortable? Have you gone to the hospital?"

Song Yanbai broke away from Xiang Yu's hand, greeted Zhang Yang, and walked straight into the community.

Xiang Yu glanced at Zhang Yang, and didn't bother to say anything. He quickly followed Song Yanbai, "Why did he send you back? You should have asked me to pick you up... Have you drunk?"

Song Yanbai stopped and turned to look at Xiang Yu, "Who am I doing with, what have I done? Do you need to report to you one by one if you drink or not?"

Suddenly when Song Yanbai asked this, Xiang Yu couldn't react a little and stood there blankly, "No, no need... I just care about you, it's almost ten o'clock now."

Xiang Yu's innocent eyes made Song Yanbai feel a little distressed, and of course, it also made Song Yanbai's heart even more confused.

"But I don't need your care?"

"Then, then I'll try not to ask more questions in the future, okay?" Xiang Yu spoke tentatively, his little eyes becoming even more aggrieved.

Seeing Xiang Yu like this, Song Yanbai made up his mind to say to him in the car but couldn't say anything, so he could only sigh softly, "Go back, I'm tired."

When he mentioned going home, Xiang Yu's eyes immediately became bright. He took a step forward, without saying a word, grabbed Song Yanbai's hand, and rushed to the elevator, "Hurry up Yan Yan, I've prepared a surprise for you!"

Song Yanbai let Xiang Yu pull him, and he seemed to have lost his soul. Looking at the smile on Xiang Yu's face, Song Yanbai felt depressed, a feeling that could not be described.

After entering the password, Song Yanbai was about to push the door, but his eyes were blindfolded.

"You can't watch it first..."

Xiang Yu's hands were very big, probably because he had smoked a cigarette just now, and there was a faint smell of tobacco on his fingertips, but it was not scented. On the contrary, because the two of them were approaching each other, Song Yanbai could still smell a shower gel on his body, which was inexplicably good.

Xiang Yu covered Song Yanbai's eyes and walked to the middle of the living room together. Song Yanbai felt a little dizzy, and all the senses in his body seemed to have deteriorated. Even Xiang Yu's voice seemed to be coming from a very far place.

"Get ready, I'm going to let go, 1-2-3-!"

As soon as Xiang Yu moved his hand away, Song Yanbai could feel an orange light passing through his thin eyelids. Song Yanbai slowly opened his eyes and adapted to the light in the room.

When his vision became clear, the things in front of him were startled Song Yanbai-

Pink heart-shaped balloons almost filled the entire roof. A love balloon was posted on the TV wall, and the balcony was bouquets of daisies, and the floor was full of rose petals. The piece of carpet was spelled out with white roses one by one, and then the red roses were surrounded into a love shape. There were too many roses in the room, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of roses.

intoxicating.

Charming.

These things look cliché, but they can also show Xiang Yu's intentions.

"Dangdangdang--"

Xiang Yu turned out a big bouquet of roses from somewhere and held them to Song Yanbai.

Song Yanbai subconsciously took the flower, turned around and looked at Xiang Yu, and vaguely noticed the purpose of the rose petals on this land.

"What are you doing?"

"Confession!"

Xiang Yu said it for granted, looking at Song Yanbai's eyes brighter than the lights of thousands of houses outside the window.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m not used to the light in the room or if Xiang Yu’s smile is too dazzling, Song Yanbai feels that his eyes are a little hot and his vision becomes a little blurred.

Xiang Yu grabbed Song Yanbai's arm, put away the smile on his face, and his eyes became extremely serious.

"Song Yanbai, I like you very much. Can you make me like you? I will be nice to you, especially good."

Xiang Yu said cautiously, because Song Yanbai did not look up, he turned his head slightly to make it easier to observe Song Yanbai's expression.

But it's a pity that Song Yanbai has no expression.

The air became very silent, and all you could hear was the thumping heartbeat of each other's chests.

"Is it OK Yan Yan?"

Xiang Yu's voice sounded again. Song Yanbai was sure that he was not a hallucination just now. He took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at Xiang Yu's eyes and spoke word by word-

"Can't."

The expression on Xiang Yu's face was a little stunned, "Why, why..."

"Because you think you like it, you don't really like it."

Song Yanbai's expression was plain, and her little face turned pale, not at all like she was drinking too much. Both her eyes and expression gave people a feeling that she was very sober and rational now.

After hearing what Song Yanbai said, Xiang Yu was a little angry, "Why do you say that? Don't I know who I like? I only feel this way when I was with you when I grew up. What is it if I like?"

“It’s fresh.”

Song Yanbai put the flower back into Xiang Yu's arms and turned around to go back to the room, but as soon as he turned around, Xiang Yu hugged him from behind.

"No! No Yan Yan!"

Xiang Yu's tone was a little anxious, and he was sure that he had hugged Song Yanbai. His speaking speed became normal again. "I admit that at first I just thought you were more interesting than those women, but later I thought about it seriously. I like you not because you are interesting, nor because of the freshness of your words. I like you, like you, like everything about you, as long as I am by your side, I will be very happy when I think about being with you in the future... Don't worry, I will definitely be nice to you, listen to your words, cook for you, whatever you say is what you say, let you decide on big and small things at home, okay?"

Xiang Yu's head was buried between Song Yanbai's neck. Song Yanbai could feel a burst of heat on his shoulders and a tighter hand around his waist.

Song Yanbai looked down at Xiang Yu holding his hand on his waist. For some reason, he wanted to cry inexplicably. The words he promised him were already on his lips, but there was a voice in his mind that was repeating-

You and him will not have any results...

You and him will not have any results!

Song Yanbai closed his eyes, forced back the tears that were almost at the edge of his eyes, and spoke in an extremely calm voice.

"I will not have any results with you. We are too different. Instead of being separated from each other in the future, it is better not to waste each other's time now."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yanbai felt that she had eaten a handful of coptis chinensis, and she felt bitter all the way through her throat. She never felt that it would be so difficult to say what she refused.

I was really a little short of it just now, and I just had to agree to him impulsively.

The difference between the two is not only in age, experience, views, habits, personality, and family. Song Yanbai dared not imagine what it would be like if they were together and how many problems they would face.

So according to Song Yanbai's personality, the best solution for such things that can be expected to be a lot of trouble in the future is to not let it happen at the beginning.

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I know you will know that this confession is cold when you see the question. Wow, whimper, reject the blade~

This dish is a real mother, a real mother, a real mother!

This is the update today, the number of words is the same as the two ~

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
Chapter completed!