Song Zhiyi happily took the cup handed over by Tang Yuchen, and accidentally touched Tang Yuchen's slightly cold fingertips.

"Drink less milk tea, it's not good for your health."

"Hey, Professor." Song Zhiyi put a piece of chicken into his mouth and chewed it slowly, "You don't know this, right? Milk tea is sweet, and sweetness can make people feel happy. Moreover, milk tea is made with milk and

How can it be unhealthy if it’s made from tea?”

Tang Yuchen looked at Song Zhiyi indifferently, who was talking nonsense. He really didn't know who said that milk tea is composed of milk and tea. It was clearly made of creamer, so how could it be healthy?

Tang Yuchen wanted to open his mouth to refute Song Zhiyi, but then he thought about it and let it go. He felt that he was taking too much care.

He has no reason or obligation to care about her.

Thinking of this, Tang Yuchen's eyes darkened, he pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"Professor, I really didn't expect that person to be your friend today." Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Song Zhiyi randomly found a topic.

Tang Yuchen took a sip of water: "Well, I didn't expect him to chase my student's tail while driving."

Tang Yuchen couldn't figure out why an old driver with a driver's license for ten years would rear-end his car. If the old man of the Gu family knew about this, he would probably feel embarrassed and unable to see anyone.

Perhaps because she drank too much milk tea, Song Zhiyi had no choice but to go to the bathroom during the meal.

"Song Zhiyi?"

A male voice sounded from behind Song Zhiyi who had just walked out of the women's restroom.

Song Zhiyi turned around and saw a man dressed in black and smelling of alcohol. He frowned slightly, then pointed at himself with his index finger: "Did you call me? Are you?"

Song Zhiyi always felt like she had seen the man in front of her somewhere before, but she couldn't remember.

The man smiled and said, "What? Don't you remember me?"

Song Zhiyi frowned, and her brain was working rapidly, selecting people she knew one by one.

"Song Zhiyi, have you really forgotten me?"

The man was still smiling and approaching Song Zhiyi step by step.

Song Zhiyi looked at the man approaching step by step, and stepped back slowly unconsciously.

When he took a step forward, she took a step back.

Song Zhiyi frowned and roared hysterically: Hey, brother, tell me who you are! How could I know if you don't tell me! What kind of miserable idol drama are you playing here!

It’s really the whole state of being speechless that you know me and I don’t know you.

The man approached Song Zhiyi, and his voice unconsciously raised a bit, showing some annoyance: "Song Zhiyi, you are so cruel."

???

Song Zhiyi's face was full of questions, no, why is she so cruel?

At this time, Song Zhiyi's mind went blank: "Uh...brother, you...you...calm down, we have something to talk about."

"Say it well?" The man chuckled, as if he heard a funny joke, "Tell me, how should you say it well?"

The man pointed at Song Zhiyi and then at himself, his tone full of disappointment: "You have forgotten me, Song Zhiyi. How else do you want me to say something nice?"

"You have forgotten the only person who stood by you in high school. Do you think it's ridiculous?"

Song Zhiyi couldn't believe her ears, and stared at the man with messy hair and the smell of alcohol standing in front of her with wide eyes.

It could be him?

"Feng Yu?" Song Zhiyi covered her mouth and blurted out in surprise, then looked at Feng Yu who had been approaching her, and hurriedly said, "How could I forget? I have not forgotten you. It's just that you have changed so much over the years.

"

"Really?" Feng Yu was still approaching, "Song Zhiyi, do you think I'm a fool? So easy to lie? You haven't gotten rid of your habit of subconsciously touching your nose when you lie."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhiyi quickly put down the hand that she had been touching her nose with.

Song Zhiyi glanced at him and saw that he would soon be leaning against the wall, and he felt panicked to death.

Her heart skipped a beat and she was about to run away, but Feng Yu, who had quick eyes and quick hands, stopped her and pushed her hard against the wall.

Feng Yu pressed Song Zhiyi's hands hard against the wall. However, due to the disparity in strength between men and women, no matter how hard Song Zhiyi struggled, it was of no avail.

Song Zhiyi stared at Feng Yu's scarlet eyes, as if everything had returned to the three years in high school.

"Everyone, come on! What's delicious in Song Zhiyi's bag?"

A boy took out a bag of instant noodles from Song Zhiyi's bag, then tore it open, took the noodles and threw them out in front of Song Zhiyi.

Instant noodles were indeed not valuable, but Song Zhiyi only had twenty-five yuan a week at that time. This was the dinner she spent her last money on this week, but they threw it away.

Song Zhiyi sat helplessly on a chair when a lunch box suddenly appeared in front of her.

A gentle male voice sounded in her ears: "Eat me."

Song Zhiyi looked at the boy's gentle eyes, and a warmth flowed through her heart.

From then on, Song Zhiyi was no longer alone against the class, she also had Feng Yu.

During those three years, Song Zhiyi and Feng Yu became the most watched beings in the class. Together they suffered all kinds of cynicism from their classmates. Song Zhiyi was afraid of dragging Feng Yu down, but Feng Yu said:

"We are friends. Shouldn't friends face difficulties together?"

Everyone in the class thought Feng Yu was stupid, why did he always defend this old girl?

They always talk behind the class's back.

"Tell me, isn't Feng Yu just a fool? What's wrong with him is that he wants to be friends with Lao Lai's daughter."

"That's right, I really don't know what he thinks."

"I think it was the bad guy who seduced him, tsk tsk tsk."

"I really don't know what kind of poison the broom star cast on Feng Yu."

...

It wasn't until his senior year in high school that Feng Yu confessed his love to Song Zhiyi in front of the whole class.

At that time, Song Zhiyi looked at the mocking eyes of the whole class. Firstly, she did not want to drag Feng Yu down. Secondly, she just wanted to get into a good university, so she rejected Feng Yu.

In the next few days, Song Zhiyi wanted to find an opportunity to explain to Feng Yu, but Feng Yu never came to school.

Later I heard that Feng Yu's parents no longer wanted him, and he had committed crimes in society and got into trouble.

This progress lasted several years.

"Song Zhiyi, do you know how painful it has been for me to find you all these years? I can't close my eyes every day, and when I close my eyes, I look like you, but what about you? You have already forgotten me."

Feng Yu gritted his teeth and looked at the woman very close to him.

This is the woman he has been looking for every day since he was released from prison, and now she is in front of him.

"Do you know how sad I am? When I saw you talking and laughing with other men under the tree, my heart felt like countless knives were being stabbed in and out."

After Feng Yu came out, he drank every day and went to various bars. Song Zhiyi became his inner demon. He lived in a haze every day until one day, he met the person he had longed for in Yu Restaurant.

.

But she was talking and laughing with a man, and even followed that man.

Feng Yu could no longer control himself. He must find Song Zhiyi, he must confine Song Zhiyi to him, and he would not let anyone get close to Song Zhiyi again.

"Do you know? That heartbreaking feeling, do you know!" Feng Yu forcefully clenched his hand with bulging veins into a fist and smashed it against the wall.

The wall made a huge "clang" sound.

Feng Yu lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "How can you understand? Of course you don't understand this feeling."

Song Zhiyi was startled by Feng Yu's actions, and her whole body trembled along with the wall. She cried: "Feng Yu, let's talk carefully if we have something to say..."

"Say it nicely? What did you say?" Feng Yu stared at Song Zhiyi, "So what if I say it? It's better..."

Feng Yu put a hand on Song Zhiyi's waist. Song Zhiyi trembled violently, but both hands were controlled by Feng Yu, and she couldn't resist. Feng Yu's hand slowly moved upwards and stroked it, and Song Zhiyi's eyes were filled with tears.

.

"Feng Yu, I beg you, can we talk to you if you have anything to say?"

Feng Yu ignored Song Zhiyi's pleading words and put his head on Song Zhiyi's neck. The hot breath he exhaled made Song Zhiyi tremble continuously.

"Zhiyi, give it to me."

Feng Yu's hand slowly moved downward, completely ignoring Song Zhiyi's resistance.

"Let go!"

A familiar voice broke into Song Zhiyi's ears. Song Zhiyi seemed to have seen a light, looking for help at Tang Yuchen who was not far away from her.

Tang Yuchen looked at Song Zhiyi's face covered with tears, and the anger in his heart was instantly ignited. He rushed forward and stopped Feng Yu's hand severely, pulled Feng Yu's hand away from Song Zhiyi, and punched him hard.

Feng Yu's abdomen. Then he held Song Zhiyi's wrist and pulled her to his side, protecting him behind him.

Tang Yuchen had been waiting in the private room for Song Zhiyi to go to the bathroom, but seeing that it was almost half an hour later, Tang Yuchen began to feel restless. Finally, he simply found the bathroom. He did not expect to see something so angry at the door of the bathroom.

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Feng Yu was angered by the sudden uninvited guest. He ignored the pain in his abdomen and raised his head to look at Tang Yuchen.
To be continued...