Give the rest of your life

Dong Xiaoqian and He Siyu made an appointment at a hotpot restaurant. When they were in high school, the two liked to go to the hotpot restaurant next to the east gate of the school to eat hotpot together after their exams.

Dong Xiaoqian looked at He Siyu in a daze, shaking her hand in front of her eyes, "He Siyu!"

"Ah!" He Siyu was startled by Dong Xiaoqian and screamed out.

"In a daze again, let's eat."

"Oh." He Siyu nodded obediently, picked up a piece of marinated spicy beef, rinsed it in an oil bowl, and when it was handed to his mouth, Dong Xiaoqian said something, which made He Siyu almost choke.

"Have you been in a relationship recently?"

"Cough cough cough..."

He Siyu coughed for a while, and Dong Xiaoqian quickly filled her glass with juice.

"Have a drink and be careful."

"What did my mother say?" He Siyu said weakly.

"Yeah, your mother called me happily yesterday, saying that you finally have a boyfriend."

"Why should I tell you? Don't I have a long mouth?"

Dong Xiaoqian thought for a while, "I can understand it. After all, you have never been in love since you grew up. Your mother doesn't think I am gay with you. I almost suspect that I am in love with you."

"What metaphor?" He Siyu glared at her.

Seeing He Siyu's angry look, Dong Xiaoqian couldn't help but want to laugh, so she covered her mouth and said, "What kind of metaphor, okay, you and Lin Yao are gay, okay? Satisfied?"

"Dong Xiaoqian, don't make jokes about me and Lin Yao anymore, we have nothing to do with each other." He Siyu's tone was a bit lonely, and Dong Xiaoqian also stopped talking when she saw her dying appearance. After a while, Then he opened his mouth cautiously.

"Then...do you still like Lin Yao?"

"Me?" He Siyu looked at her in confusion, his eyes were filled with mist, Dong Xiaoqian vaguely felt that it was like tears, but would He Siyu really shed tears because of someone he liked before ten years later?Maybe I was wrong.

"Probably I like her... But what's the use of liking her? I don't know what it is. Maybe it's just the love between friends. I mistakenly thought it was the love between a man and a woman. Besides, she might have forgotten it long ago." Leave me alone." He Siyu laughed at himself, took a sip of fruit juice, and called out to the waiter, "A bottle of beer!"

"What kind of wine are you drinking? Are you using it to relieve your worries? How old are you, playing such a naive trick?"

"What and what? Long time no see. By the way, why didn't you come when Zhang Zilin got married last time?"

Dong Xiaoqian curled her lips, "It's not that you don't know. I have always disliked Zhang Zilin, who is double-faced. By the way, Zhang Zilin told you that Lin Yao returned to China, right?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Dong Xiaoqian picked up a piece of potato from the hot pot, dipped it into the bowl and stuffed it into her mouth. While eating, she said, "She, she paid attention to Lin Yao all day long when she was in school, and she hasn't changed much now."

He Siyu nodded, "Well...you are still so gossip, nothing has changed."

Dong Xiaoqian saw that He Siyu was not very interested in her topic, and she didn't have any additional explanations, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Yes! You are just as dull!"

In the evening self-study, Lin Yao was sitting next to her and was writing homework very seriously. He Siyu looked at Lin Yao's foolish joy and laughed unconsciously.

"Huh?" Lin Yao raised her head and looked at her suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

He Siyu immediately lowered his head, "It's nothing, let's do homework."

Lin Yao remained silent, and continued to read her English book.

At ten o'clock, the bell rang on the second night, Lin Yao packed her bag, took out a book from the bag, and handed it to He Siyu, "Is this book yours?"

He Siyu looked at the cover of the book, it was the one she lent to her deskmate Dong Xiaoqian, and it was the same book that Lin Yao read when Wang Zixuan picked her up, "Well, it's mine."

"I'll give it back to you, by the way, do you still have any good books?"

"Ah?" He Siyu raised his head and looked up at Lin Yao standing beside him, "Do you like reading romance novels?"

"Just look at it if you're bored."

He Siyu: "Oh, then I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"But I want to see it tonight."

"But I didn't bring any extra books."

Lin Yao and He Siyu fell silent at the same time. At the end, Lin Yao said, "Let's go home."

It was not a few steps from the teaching building to the car shed, but He Siyu felt that time passed very slowly, as if it took a century before he finally reached the side of the car.

Lin Yao took the car and stopped when passing by He Siyu, "Otherwise I'll take you home, and then you lend me the book, and I'll take one with you, okay?"

He Siyu was stunned, Lin Yao wants to take me home?

Seeing that He Siyu didn't speak, Lin Yao said, "If it doesn't work, you can bring it to me tomorrow."

He Siyu quickly waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, then go to my house and get it."

As soon as he waved his hand, the white bicycle he was holding on to with his right hand fell on him. When he was about to hit him, Lin Yao quickly took the handlebar with his free left hand, "Daredevil."

Why does it sound warm when it is clearly a word of complaint?

He Siyu smiled embarrassedly, "Let's go, go to my house to get books."

He Siyu jumped out of his memory, looked at the steaming hot pot, and seemed to be talking to himself: "After get off work tonight, I'm going to watch a movie with Mr. Li, whom I'm dating. Tell me, I really want this Is the man married?"

Dong Xiaoqian picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the hot pot: "Are you married to Lin Yao?"

Dong Xiaoqian's words made He Siyu stunned. If she really married Lin Yao, it would be a good experience.

This time, Mr. Li arrived earlier than He Siyu, although He Siyu had already left work 15 minutes earlier.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? I didn't expect you to come so early." He Siyu walked quickly to the school gate, and Mr. Li opened the car door for her.

"Just arrived, let's have some food first."

He Siyu did not object to Mr. Li's proposal, so Mr. Li drove to a Sichuan restaurant on his own.

"I heard from your mother that you like spicy food very much. I wonder if you can get used to the taste of this restaurant."

He Siyu put the shoulder bag on his shoulder and smoothed his hair, "My mother loves to talk about everything, so it won't disturb you, right?"

"No, no."

It's eating again.

He Siyu doesn't like to eat with strangers, although the man in front of her can be regarded as her future marriage partner, of course, only in her mother's eyes.

"Miss He, I feel that you don't talk very much. Do you think we have no common language and can't talk?" Mr. Li held the cup and asked He Siyu who was still in a daze.

"Uh, no, you're thinking too much. The mapo tofu here is authentic, and my grandmother is from Chengdu."

"That's good, as long as you like it."

The process of watching a movie is better than eating, at least there is no need to talk to each other for these two hours.

When the hero and heroine were kissing, Mr. Li's hand came over quietly, and He Siyu's nervous hairs stood on end.

Holding hands the second time we meet, it's a little too urgent, even if we may get married in the future... But it is precisely because we want to get married that we feel it should be taken for granted.

The hands of the two were about to meet, He Siyu retracted his hand, put it back on his lap, and asked a terrible question: "Mr. Li, do you believe in love at first sight?"

Mr. Li's hand stopped at this moment, "At first sight, love?"

"I liked someone before, which can roughly be called love at first sight, so, do you believe it?"

He Siyu knew that it was meaningless to say such things to Mr. Li, and it would even make her image lose points, but looking at the protagonist on the screen, Lin Yao's facial features gradually blurred in her mind s face.

"Believe it, I liked it too. I fell in love at first sight when I was alone." Mr. Li stumbled when talking to He Siyu for the first time. Maybe it was because he once really loved that woman.

At this time, He Siyu noticed that Mr. Li's hand had retracted and placed it on his thigh again, as if the embarrassing moment just now had never existed at all.

He Siyu felt a vibration in his thigh, but it wasn't his cell phone.

At this time, Mr. Li took out a black mobile phone with a bright screen from his pocket. A missed call appeared on the screen. He Siyu didn't see the name of the person written on it.

Mr. Li's text messages were still being edited, and three or four more text messages came over there.

Does Mr. Li have something important to do?

He Siyu was very serious when he saw Mr. Li staring at the screen of his mobile phone with all his attention.