Song Ye may not have malicious intentions, but he inadvertently poked Xiao Ke's weakness, making it impossible for this young man who always used a warm smile to cover up everything to face it.

For him, Song Ye didn't take the punch that night that night into his heart. The most important thing was that the two words she said bluntly pierced his self-righteousness and stubbornness.

Some people say that they know it is one thing, and it is another thing to be bluntly pointed out.

The boy was still young and his shortcomings were exposed, but in such a ruthless way, he felt deeply shocked, but also extremely embarrassed.

But he also knew that Song Ye was right.

After all, he mustered up the courage to invite Song Ye during recess, but the latter shook his head calmly, "I have something to do."

Xiao Ke finally said what he finally said, but he finally got the answer of refusal. It would be a lie to say that he was not disappointed.

But Song Ye didn't seem to notice, he continued to write and draw there, and went straight to the school gate after school.

"Hey, Song Ye, I'm waiting for you, why didn't you come with Fox Xiao?" Yin Hengyang waited at the school gate early, and was very happy when he saw Song Ye coming out, but he looked back and forth, left and right, but all Xiao Ke was not seen.

"I have something to do, so I won't go to the dinner party." Song Ye knew why he was waiting here, so he opened his mouth to explain, but he didn't listen to the footsteps he walked out.

"Hey, what's the matter? Are you still angry with him?" Yin Hengyang hurriedly stopped the person and asked, just out of the corner of his eye he saw the figure walking out of the teaching building, so he quickly raised his hand to say hello, "Fox Xiao, here it is. Woolen cloth."

As soon as Xiao Ke approached and saw Song Ye also, he was a little surprised.

"It happens that both of you are here, so let's make things clear in person. What do you say? After you say it, everyone is still good friends." Yin Hengyang stood in the middle as a peacemaker.

Xiao Ke looked at Yin Hengyang's insistent face, and then looked at the girl beside him, and couldn't help sighing bitterly: "Hey, okay, Song Ye, I admit that what you said that night was right, I am stubborn. Self-righteous again, I accept the punch you beat, are we still friends now?"

Song Ye looked back at her, and the eyes under the glasses flashed a hint of surprise, "Of course, I just got into trouble recently, you'd better not get too close to me." If Xiao Ke can't make it through the night, Song Ye intends to push the boat with the current. The distance between the three was widened, but now that Xiao Ke took the initiative to admit his mistake, Song Ye could only explain the situation.

"Is it those people? Song Ye, if the matter is too serious, we can go back to the association for help, but it's even more dangerous for you to stay away from us now." Xiao Ke frowned, his face a little solemn, this time he did not insist on solving it by himself, and proposed Suggestions to seek help from the Association.

But Song Ye still didn't accept it, "It's not convenient for me to disclose the matter for the time being, and I don't want to bring trouble to the association."

She's not meeting ordinary people.

"Then you join our association, so that you are a part of the association. When I and Xiao Fox's little brother, I guarantee that no one will dare to bully you again." Yin Hengyang patted his chest, and immediately raised his voice and said with great pride.

Xiao Ke did not raise any objection this time, after all, Song Ye saved his life on the mountain road.

"Being your little brother?" Song Ye looked at the two people in front of him with his eyes under the lens, and then turned around and waved his hand, "Even if I join, I'm your boss."

What? Xiao Ke and Yin Hengyang stood there and watched her leave, their faces full of astonishment.

"She..." She was actually their boss?

Yin Hengyang only said one word and then silenced, because he found that Song Ye's skills were superior to them in all aspects, except for the gender disagreement.

Leaving the two behind him, Song Ye was anxious to go to the cake shop to get something. Today is Qin Zhan's birthday.

Beforehand, he only said that he would be at home today, and Song Ye knew what day it was when he thought about it.

When she brought things home from the cake shop, Song Ye looked at the time. It was still twenty minutes before the other party came home. She sat at the table and carefully inserted candles one by one - on, she was twenty-eight years old, The man's age is ten years older than her, but he is closer to her age in the previous life.

But this was the first time she had bought a cake to celebrate her birthday. Even if it wasn't for herself, the sweetness of the buttercream made her feel a little tired.

Twenty minutes later, when the door opened, Qin Zhan saw Song Ye's face as soon as he entered the room. He was wearing home clothes and looked at him softly from the corners of his eyes.

"Huh?" He hesitated, asking about the girl's slightly abnormal behavior.

Song Ye took a step forward and pressed him against the door, raised his head and said nothing. Every part of his delicate mouth showed the softness of his lips-softness and sweetness. Qin Zhan, who had never tasted it, pressed him. Pressing hard on the back of her head, he continued to deepen the denial.

Later, when he was about to turn against the guest and put the people on the spot to rectify the Fa first, he found a black cloth covering his eyes, and a chuckle from Song Ye came from his ear, "Don't move, wait for me."

Qin Zhan was slightly puzzled and a little uncomfortable with such a sudden and unprepared state, but after listening to Song Ye's words, he stood quietly at the door and did not move.

Song Ye didn't know how to create romance between couples. After thinking about it for a long time, he came up with such an idea, but he turned back to light the candle because he was inexperienced and was a little clumsy. He couldn't light it several times, or he was burned.

When she was really done, she turned off the light and took Qin Zhan's hand to the table.

When reaching out to untie the cloth for him, Song Ye stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek, and said softly, "Azhan, happy birthday."

Happy birthday.

Twenty-eight candles are arranged in the shape of numbers, and a happy birthday is drawn slantingly on the cream-white cake. It is not very beautiful to match the circle of strawberries. It can be seen that people who write are not good at this kind of work, but they can See the care in it.

The cake is not big and the shape is very ordinary, but it was placed on the black table like this, so obvious that people had to pay attention, and I was scalded unconsciously.

Qin Zhan slammed the girl into his arms and hugged him tightly. The strength was so great that he seemed to want to melt her into his own blood and share with her this month's hot scorching hotness and let her know , how much, how much he loves her at this moment.

"Azhan, it's time to make a wish and blow out the candle." Song Ye reminded him softly, his cheek-cheek pressed against his Yuexiong's mouth, and he could clearly hear his violent heartbeat.

Even if he didn't say it, she could hear the silent love that came from Qin Zhan's heart. It was calm and long, tightly surrounding her like air. From now on, if she lost it, she could not live.

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