Ding Zhiming persuaded him and gave advice.

Ying Xi always felt that it was not possible.

Although it is just used to adapt to changes, the purer and sincere friendship is, the less trouble it should cause to people.

Song Qianhe has always been a little taciturn and introverted, making people unable to guess and see through. Even if he is unwilling to do anything, he rarely shows it on his own initiative. In his impression, he never even rejected Ying Xi.

She didn't want to cause him any possible trouble.

Even if it is one in a thousandth possibility, I don’t want Xie Caizhou to harass him anything.

Or, if Xie Caizhou spreads it, it may hinder Song Qianhe's own love fate.

Ying Xi lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Ding Zhiming, are you deliberately pushing Song Qianhe out because you don't want to be a shield for me?"

Song Qianhe: "..."

Chatting for a long time.

I also unknowingly finished all the ice cream balls.

In a flash.

The phone vibrates.

The WeChat official account sends a message to remind them that there are three tables to get the account.

The two stood up together and walked towards the hot pot restaurant.

After entering the store, I sent the table number to Song Qianhe.

When the bottom of the pot was served, Song Qianhe finally arrived late.

"Old Song!"

Song Qianhe waved his hand.

Walk quickly to them.

Four-seater, the store has double sofa seats.

According to the past habits of the three, Song Qianhe and Ding Zhiming usually sit on one side and Ying Xi sits in the middle opposite them to facilitate conversation.

But this time, Song Qianhe arrived late and did not deliberately have to walk in a fixed position.

Ying Xi sat face to face Ding Zhiming, one person took one side and face to face.

Leave two empty seats on the other side of the corridor.

There was almost no hesitation at all.

Song Qianhe sat directly on the empty seat next to Ying Xi.

"Here's here. Is the tutoring class over?"

"Um."

Ying Xi noticed nothing unusual.

Maybe I don't care about this detail at all.

She took a clean cup from the side, poured Coke, and put it in front of Song Qianhe.

Song Qianhe smiled softly, "Thank you."

Ding Zhiming stirred a pair of chopsticks in the seasoning bowl for a few times, raised his head, and his eyes wandered between the two for a moment.

Immediately, the expression became very vivid, and the facial features seemed to be squeezed together.

He held it in a while, couldn't help but tease, "You two are quite good to sit together. Especially after Xibei changed her hairstyle, she looks so girlish. She has a bit of a complementary CP flavor between an elf girl and a taciturn boy. It's a standard match made in heaven, and you can beat it."

Ying Xi was speechless, "...You have always been a man, but you still know what it means to get into a CP?"

"That's not! Xibei, who do you look down on? Can't straight men surf the Internet?"

The bottom of the pot is steaming.

The two of them quarreled one by one.

It tastes quite a bit quiet.

Finally, it was Song Qianhe who spoke out and interrupted the two of them: "Hurry up and have a meal."

Ding Zhiming took a few slices of meat and put them on, his mouth was filled with stuff, and he insisted on speaking, listening to the sound of holding his breath.

"Xibei, you really think about it. It's just a good opportunity to get along with Lao Song and help you solve the big trouble. Old friends will do everything they can."

Song Qianhe paused slightly.

He turned his face to look at Ying Xi and spoke heavily: "What trouble have you encountered?"

“…”

Ying Xi had to reluctantly do so.

A brief explanation before and after.

After hearing this, Song Qianhe actually laughed softly and said, "I have no objection."

"ah?"

Ying Xi was a little surprised and widened her eyes.

He patiently repeated: "I said, I have no objection to you as a tool boyfriend. Yes, Xibei, as long as you need it, I have no problem."

...

I ate a hot pot for two hours.

All three of them couldn't stand it, so they had to walk out of the hot pot restaurant and slowly circled around the mall to digest food.

It's the National Day holiday.

In addition, this is the commercial district in the city center. Inside and outside, tourists and local residents have all, in groups of three or three, each in a row, crowding in front and back.

The traffic of people is large and it looks very lively.

The three of them walked into a row and always felt that they were in the way.

Before he knew it, Ding Zhiming fell behind and followed the two of them.

He admired it silently for a while behind.

When I entered Starbucks and lined up to the end of the line, I smiled and said, "Are I a light bulb now?"

Ying Xi: "Ding Zhiming."

Ding Zhiming is completely unthreatened by language.

She patted her hair intimately and continued to tease the two of them, "Why is this expression freshly released couple? Song Qianhe, smile quickly..."

Ying Xi has not spoken yet.

Suddenly, a light laugh came from behind.

Not far behind Ying Xi, a male voice slowly rang out: "Ying Cheng, why don't you say hello to your sister?"

The sound sounds slightly familiar.

The name you call out is even more serious.

Ying Xi turned her head like a conditioned reflex.

Confronting Ying Cheng's eyes.

Next to her was Lu Chuan'an.

The two seemed to have ordered the order. They should have just leaned against the corner cabinet and spoke, and by the way, they listened to Ding Zhiming's nonsense about running the train.

This kind of scene is really embarrassing.

However, compared to Ying Xi, there was no clue on Ying Cheng's face, and she still smiled with charming charm, "Xi Xi, what a coincidence, are you here to play with... friends? Hello, two other classmates~"

In fact, it's not that coincidental.

This shopping mall is closest to Yingjia Community, and they often visit it on weekdays.

Going to have a meal elsewhere is a bit far away.

I can only say that it is just a coincidence that when it happened to Starbucks, it is just a coincidence.

Ying Xi nodded and stood in front of Ding Zhiming and Song Qianhe.

Avoid his eyes and whispered: "Sister, Mr. Lu."

Lu Chuan'an waved his hand, "It's not working hours, just call my name."

“…”

Ying Xi didn't answer.

Soon, the clerk called Ying Cheng and the others to order.

Ying Cheng and Lu Chuan'an each took the drinks, did not delay any more, said hello, and left first.
To be continued...