Chosen unlucky guy

Chapter 116

Xin Sui finally let out the depression he had been holding back for the past few days, and the brows in his eyes looked relaxed and happy. He tilted his feet up and took a sip of the teacup, which was still steaming, and then stiffened for a moment because the water was too hot. Putting it down, look at Song Jiamao, who is obviously still in great shock, and wait for the other party to comment on his sudden coming out.

He made up his mind and was ready to accept all the orders regardless of malicious or good intentions, but Song Jiamao murmured for a long time, and the focus was two miles away: "... Am I the first to know about this?"?

He didn't expect the other party to ask this question at all, and all the drafts he had prepared were useless, but when he was in a daze, Song Jiamao said with tears in his eyes, "Okay, you Xin Sui, we get along day and night, who is it?" fetching water and laundry for you every day, who made you eat every day—”

"Oh, who is it?"

Little golden retriever Yika, very flexible: "It's you."

"I don't care! I don't care! You didn't tell me first, and I kept messing with you and Ji Xian. You must have bored me to death!"

Song Jiamao saw that Xin Sui didn't like him, so he just sat down next to him and almost squeezed Senior Xin, who was crossing his feet, to the ground; with tears in his eyes, he howled dryly, "Brother Sui, you don't know what to do!" Don't hate me, I will apologize to you now!"

Xin Sui pulled his butt half in the air, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "What's so annoying about this, even if you thought that way before, it's because I didn't tell you, besides, there are many people in the school who think so, I hate every one of them. Do you want to mess around in school?"

It's really strange, Xin Sui never knew before that he could have so much comforting patience with his overly noisy roommate; he maintained his precarious balance, propped his hands on the edge of the table, and suddenly thought at this moment: Actually What the other party said was not completely wrong, he did hate the arrangement of various people on campus for him and Ji Xian for a while, and even subtly alienated himself, the only roommate who got along day and night.

He didn't know if Song Jiamao realized something during that time, so he begged him for forgiveness even more now, but these are all things in the past, and he decided not to think about them a long time ago, and there is no need to let people who are really worried about him Always felt guilty about it.

"It's okay, Jiamao."

He added softly: "Thank you for understanding me, too. I'm very glad to be friends with you."

He knew that Song Jiamao understood, and under the deliberate nonsensical jokes and playful rogues, what was hidden was a tender heart that was willing to put himself in his shoes and understand him.

Song Jiamao calmed down, and after a while, he stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "I'll treat you to dinner!"

He nodded with a smile, saying nothing.

Xin Sui finally came to the end of this twisted road, determined to face up to the fact that he was still fragile and in need of care and love, admitting that these things were not as scary as he imagined; and once he started to face up to his heart, he would I can clearly realize that in the previous relationship with He Jingle, how many times I was inseparable. It was he who started the relationship hastily but failed to maintain it seriously. Duplicity is not atonement.

He gave a low laugh, and sent another goodnight message to He Jingle.

I thought to myself, see you tomorrow.

At noon the next day, He Jingle disguised himself and sneakily appeared at the gate of University B half an hour earlier.

His shaved hair has grown a bit, and he has officially entered the embarrassing period of relying on his face to support his hairstyle. He adhered to the principle of not embarrassing the other party by borrowing He Hongguang's name, and put a baseball cap on his head before leaving-actually Selfishly, he secretly hoped that his early arrival would avoid Xin Sui, lest he accidentally make a fool of himself when he met Xiao Bin.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Young Master He has to painfully admit that although he looked calm yesterday, his words are as thoughtless as his words: Listen!What is common meeting, what is desensitization, if he is Xin Sui, he must think that he is using this name to create some meeting opportunities!

Xin Sui is also quite used to him, just after breaking up, he was too embarrassed to hide, how can anyone rush to meet like the two of them?

Whenever he thought of Xin Sui, he became irritable, so annoyed that he wanted to make a phone call to ask if the other party was recovering from his illness, and he just fell down when the wind blew yesterday, so he would have the time to welcome him today; the dry and brittle bark on the big tree was covered with He picked it out bit by bit, he flipped through the dialog box, and found that Xiao Bin hadn't responded to the message that he had arrived, so he was about to dial a number, but before he pressed the number, someone shouted from behind: "Xiao Le?"

He Jingle trembled like an electric shock, and he sent out half a sentence without end, but he didn't care about it, and turned his head with a horrified expression, but the look could not be moved. Open your eyes: Xin Sui is very formally dressed today, a dark gray college uniform, with a small school logo on the left chest, he has never seen the other party wear it like this.

His heart started beating wildly uncontrollably. It was the millionth time he fell in love with Xin Sui at first sight. It wasn't until the latter approached that he could barely tear his eyes away from the other party. Said: "Why do you dress like this? Is there something going on in a while?"

"Well, my undergrad counselor asked me to give a speech to his new class."

Xin Sui responded easily, and accurately predicted what He Jingle would say next, so he calmly cut off his words: "Don't delay, I will accompany you to meet Xiaobin in time."

"... Oh." He Jingle bowed his head resentfully.

The two waited for a while before Xiaobin ran out of the school gate out of breath. He stood at the gate and looked around for a while, but his eyes first stopped on Xin's body, and he was a little dazed immediately; then he saw He Jingle next to him, and hurried up to him: " Brother Xiao Le!... Are you Senior Xin? Do you know each other?"

Xin Suibo nodded calmly, obviously aware of his popularity in the school, he nodded with a smile, and briefly changed back to He Jingle's appearance when he first met: "It's me. Let's eat together, I'll pay the bill."

"No, no, no!" Xiaobin stammered, his face flushed red, "You are really Senior Xin! I often hear Mr. Xu talking about you. Did you give a speech in our department this afternoon? the small auditorium?"

Now Xin Suizhen was a little surprised, he nodded again: "You also study journalism?"

"Yes," Xiaobin said, "so Teacher Xu is teaching, and I have admired you for a long time! ——Besides, it is said that many people from other classes will come to class this afternoon, so they expect to know you!"

He Jingle couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted with a dull face: "Haha, then you are really destined—shall we sit down and talk?"

"Ok!"

Xiaobin is still shy, but he lost his composure when he met Xin Suicai just now, and now he is a little embarrassed, the three of them sat in the booth of the coffee shop, he made some words, and did not mention the speech when he spoke again , and directly talked about Zhao Yuansi: "Actually, I don't know much about the child in our village before. I only heard them say that, so I'm not sure."

"Have you seen what that child looks like?" He Jingle asked, "You can wear anything."

"No," Xiaobin shook his head, "I didn't actually see anyone at the time, I only heard them chatting about the capital."

"In fact, it's not even certain that their child must not be their own."

Xin Sui said: "It may be just a simple statement. The older generation is actually very gender-conscious. It's just that their child is a good seedling who can be a god."

"Impossible," Xiaobin immediately retorted, "Our village has few people, so everyone knows that the family made a fortune earlier by virtue of their cleverness. They originally had an eldest son, but he stumbled and drowned at the age of six. In the ditch at the back of the village; his daughter-in-law was never able to conceive again, and people in the village rumored that she exchanged incense for wealth, and later his family had a big fight over it, I remember clearly."

He Jingle and Xin Sui fell silent for a moment, and after a long time, the former said with an ugly face: "Although maybe his family is involved in buying and selling people, you can't say that, no one can accept it, let alone your biological parents. , this is, this is too—”

Too superstitious, he thought.

Xiaobin knew what he was going to say in the second half of the sentence, so he smiled faintly: "Small places are like this, no one reads, no one can read, and some homes don't even have a phone - they don't even need a phone. The ancestors have been trapped there for generations, and no one can get out."

When he talked about sad things, his expression was a little gloomy, and he went off topic unconsciously: "So I am really grateful to Uncle He for giving me a chance to study. If it weren't for him, I might never know the truth from the outside like I do today. It’s not right to bring a child back. I also studied journalism for this reason, I think, if the text processed through art cannot be understood by everyone, then use the most objective narrative and the most accurate facts to tell everyone.”

He Jingle listened quietly, and unconsciously looked at Xin Sui beside him, wondering whether the person sitting here with him also felt a little bit of endless emotion; Xin Sui's profile was as handsome as ever, and his lips opened and closed immediately. Softly said: "Build a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and create peace for all generations."

The times are changing and history is constantly moving forward. Today I don’t know what will happen tomorrow, but the news is a bridge of communication. In the future, there will always be a sentence that will replace you in remembering your mission and merit.

His eye sockets suddenly became hot.

Xiao Bin also nodded very moved, and then continued to talk about the topic: "...so as I said just now, it is absolutely impossible for that family to create a son out of thin air. He must have gone through the door, but I only know so much gone."

He Jingle and Xin Sui looked at each other, and in a split second, a decision was made in their hearts: "Xiao Bin, maybe you still have to trouble me to tell me your home address, if it is, I have to go and have a look."

"Of course," the other party responded readily, "but that family has moved away long ago, and now that I think about it, I probably have a guilty conscience. Even I don't know where they are now."

"It doesn't matter." This time it was Xin Sui who said, and he made a harmless little joke, "A friend once said that I was lucky and had a koi physique. If I take his word for it, maybe this time it will be smooth as well. .”

Xiaobin reacted and opened his mouth wide: "Senior Xin, you don't seem to be talking about a friend's expression!"

"Just friends."

Xin Sui noticed the stiffness of the people around him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened, and he said:

"Just friends."

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1:-< Establish a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and create peace for all generations. >From Zhang Zai, a philosopher in the Northern Song Dynasty, the four sentences of Hengqu are widely circulated. They do not simply refer to the news industry, but encourage all scholars in the world. I just think it echoes the content of this chapter, so I wrote Quoted it!

2: I am not engaged in the journalism industry, but I have only read some materials, so if I have a professional counterpart and feel that it is unrealistic, then I apologize to you in advance!

3: Read it again, the main content of this article is superficial, if it is similar, it is a coincidence!

4: After get off work, it's the weekly Thursday holiday again!See you the day after tomorrow!It's really really almost over!I decided to bravely challenge the episode, first write a wedding ceremony, and then I will write separate episodes of Ke Wenyao, Yan Yu, and Zhao's family respectively. Ji Xian and Yao Xuan will also write one together, and I haven't thought about the others!Just sauce, bye!