I will die the day I want to die

When Zhou Wanxing came, she brought me a bouquet of flowers, three carnations and two cornflowers, the strange combination was a bit cute.

Xie Ji glanced at it in disgust, and frowned at me with a look of "you really have bad taste", I ignored him, called Zhou Wanxing to sit at the dining table, and then put the flowers into a glass bottle beside him.

Zhou Wanxing politely called Xie Ji "Senior Xie", Xie Ji sat next to him, nodded, showed his usual gentle and refined appearance when he lied to me in the past, and asked, "Are you Shu Shu's junior?"

I stopped subconsciously when pouring water, and couldn't help looking up at him—they didn't notice, they were just exchanging pleasantries, but I couldn't help my nose hurt when I heard Xie Ji keep saying Shu Shu in his mouth.

Except for getting drunk and mocking me, he seems to have forgotten this title over the years, and never mentions it.

I think when he was still in love with me... he was always restless, not letting him yell and accusing me of mentally abusing him.

Really... who abused who?

After taking the medicine that should be taken every day, I took the water glass to get juice for them.When Xie Ji saw me, he became displeased again, got up and glared at me, took a few bottles of canned juice in my hand and put them on the table, and then pulled me to sit down.

I took a sip from the water glass, arranged the juices in a row and asked, "Evening Star, I'll get you what flavor you want."

Zhou Wanxing smiled obediently and said, "It's grapes, thank you Senior Yun."

I nodded, and just as I was about to hand it over to him, Xie Ji snatched it away. I looked up at him in astonishment, but he didn't look at me. He sent the juice in his hand to Zhou Wanxing, and said softly: "I didn't expect my brother I also like to drink grape-flavored ones, and I like them too."

Zhou Wanxing thanked him again politely, I took the mango flavor by myself, and rolled my eyes in my heart, you love me, I don’t know which ghost is staring at me when I drink grape juice.

Too lazy to talk to him, he ordered some ingredients, opened the mango juice and drank a big sip, feeling a little relieved, and put the beef balls that had been cooked in advance in the bowl for himself.

"It's better when I was studying. I often go to eat hot pot with Li Jie and the others...Wan Xing, you should know them, right? Just the few from the Propaganda Department." I tasted the chewy beef balls, and I was so happy that I wanted to vomit Bubble, couldn't help but started talking.

Zhou Wanxing's face looked very gentle in the white heat. He smiled and recalled: "Yes, every time you have a meeting, you invite people to eat hot pot. At that time, Chang Yuan kept asking me,' What's wrong with it, dun dun hot pot?'"

"Tsk, how delicious the hot pot is." I put a piece of rice cake in my mouth, and said vaguely: "I can eat it... during those days."

The thumping sound of the hot pot was restless under the warm light. I was eating rice cakes, and my mind was confused. It seemed to be happy and sad, and I couldn't tell the difference.

But Xie Ji interjected: "... When I was in college, why didn't I eat with you?"

Wu suddenly interrupted my thoughts, I subconsciously looked up at him, but I couldn't open my mouth anyway.

"When you were in high school, you ate with...Mingming, it seemed like you ate this. Why didn't you eat it with me?" Xie Ji looked into my eyes, and his probing eyes were a little confused. I really couldn't figure it out. What are you confused about?What is there to explore?

I fucking like you, if you don't like to eat, how can I stuff you to eat?

"..." I couldn't help but smiled at him, it didn't mean anything, I just thought I was funny.

It's not because he treats me badly, it's all because of my own sentimentality.

What if I told him?

After all, he doesn't like me either.

Every kind of sincerity is also false.