One Thousand Two Hundred and Thirty Love or Passion? (Part 3)

Although they haven't seen each other for a long time, they are good classmates, so there is no sense of strangeness when they meet again.

The three of them went to get food together.

Xi Nan followed Song Zhixing with a plate in his hand. While he was serving her food like a gentleman, he asked casually, "Are you worried about something today? Aren't you usually very talkative? But today you are silent."

Song Zhixing pouted and made an excuse, "I feel guilty about you. If I hadn't messed around, you wouldn't have been transferred. Although it's a better school, it must be hard to adapt to the environment, right?"

"Yes, it's hard to adapt." Xi Nan looked at her and smiled, his smile was clean and fresh, "I heard from Chen Cheng that you wrote me a love letter and that's why I was transferred. Where's the love letter?"

Song Zhixing gritted his teeth. Chen Cheng is such a big mouth!

"I tore it up a long time ago. It's so messed up. I'm embarrassed to keep it as a souvenir." Song Zhixing was embarrassed to death, but pretended to be relaxed.

"It's a pity to tear it up." Xi Nan did not hide the regret in his tone, "How about you write me another one?"

"Write again!" Song Zhixing took a hairy crab and put it heavily on the plate in front of him, "Xi classmate, you really want to be expelled, right?"

"Is your second uncle really that scary?"

Song Zhixing snorted and said "hmm", and his mood calmed down a little when he mentioned him.

Xi Nan seemed not afraid at all, and was still thinking about the love letter, "I was transferred away and I haven't even seen the shadow of the love letter. Don't you think it's too unfair? If you don't write it, just dictate it to me."

Song Zhixing was about to reply with the word "forgot", and the phone suddenly rang at this moment.

She took it out and looked at it, and was stunned for a while. Xi Nan held his plate in one hand and hers in the other hand, and only used his shoulder to gently bump her back, "You don't want to answer the phone?"

"...Listen." Song Zhixing came back to his senses, thought about it, and put the phone to his ear.

She didn't speak immediately, but just stood there holding the phone. Tang Yu seemed very busy. There was a slight rustling sound coming from the phone. He seemed to be flipping through documents and signing. After about ten seconds, he spoke, "Have you eaten?"

"... Not yet."

"On the way home?"

Song Zhixing said vaguely, "Hmm",

Looked at Xi Nan. He didn't dare to say that he was with him, for fear that he would implicate Xi Nan again.

"Xingxing, do you want to eat this?" At this moment, Xi Nan's voice sounded. He didn't turn around, but just pointed at the luxurious big abalone and whispered: "I'll get you some? I guess you will like this."

Song Zhixing wanted to cover the microphone, but it was too late. Over there, Tang Yu's breathing became heavier.

"Where are you?" His tone was a little more serious.

Song Zhixing knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to tell the truth, "...I'm having dinner with my classmates."

"Male classmates?"

"You heard everything just now." Song Zhixing bit his lower lip.

"If that's the case, why didn't you tell me the truth just now?" He didn't like her lying to him, especially for a man.

Song Zhixing didn't know how to explain, so she could only stand there silently holding the phone. When Tang Yu's attitude cooled down, she still felt afraid.

"Don't want to answer? Okay, then tell me, which male classmate are you with now?" Tang Yu's attitude was always flat and cold, and there was no sign of joy or anger. At this point, he paused slightly, raised his thin lips, and uttered two words, "Xinan?"

The sixth sense is not something that only women have.

Song Zhixing's heart tightened, and she never expected that he could be so sharp.

"It's not Xinan." She was afraid of implicating Xinan again, so she denied it immediately without thinking. Holding the phone, she walked to a quiet place, "It's just an ordinary classmate in the class. Second uncle, don't embarrass Xinan anymore, it has nothing to do with him!"

On the other side, Tang Yu's eyebrows jumped, and his tense fingers paused on the document.

Very good!

She really defended the boy in every word!

Oh~ He almost forgot that the boy was her sweetheart!

He could have ignored her lying, but now he not only wanted to care, but also wanted to settle it with her!

"Xingxing, tell me the truth——" Tang Yu's attitude was always calm, but his voice was so deep and cold that it was scary, "Who are you with that needs to lie to me again and again?"

Song Zhixing couldn't stand his attitude, her heartstrings tightened, and her hand holding the phone also tightened a little. She knew that Tang Yu's heart was like a mirror. Her lies never fooled him.

"Don't ask anymore. I'm busy here, I'll hang up first." She had to avoid it. Otherwise, the more she talked, the more wrong she would be.

"Song Zhixing, dare you hang up on me!" Tang Yu shouted.

"Second uncle, why are you so entangled in my friendship?" Song Zhixing asked with some bitterness and tiredness.

Tang Yu's breathing was slightly heavy. He was silent for a moment. He did not answer immediately, but asked: "Don't you know? Or, have you been pretending to be stupid and don't want to understand?"

Song Zhixing was very timid. She didn't dare to listen to his next words. She just said first: "I don't know! I don't want to know! But, Second Uncle, you are just my uncle. You have no right to ask me about my friends!"

What a good sentence, just 'uncle'!

Tang Yu snorted and laughed, "Song Zhixing, say what you just said again."

Song Zhixing was confused. She wanted to distance herself from Tang Yu; she wanted to prove to herself that she didn't have any abnormal admiration for him. It was just like what Chen Cheng said. She was just confused by him for a short time. So, she continued to harden her heart, ignoring the uncontrollable pain and discomfort in her heart. She said stiffly: "You are just my uncle. Even my aunt never asked me about my friends. Why do you ask? Even if..."

"Even if what?" His voice was extremely cold.

"...Even if I have a boyfriend, you can't question me like this." She said this deliberately.

As soon as Song Zhixing finished speaking, Tang Yu's voice was not heard on the phone for a long time, only the man's increasingly heavy breathing. Song Zhixing held the phone, stood there with her eyes closed, and felt a dull pain in her chest. Even she herself didn't know why.

To get rid of him, isn't this what she wants?

After waiting for a long time, finally...

"I will assume that you were too frightened last night. I don't want to hear it again!" His voice sounded again, without warmth, but like a king's warning, resounding.

"Also - if you want me to be just your uncle, you have to first figure out whether I still treat you as my niece!" He snorted coldly, his tone cruel, "Have you ever seen an uncle wanting to sleep with his niece?"