She Really Hates

Things started to go wrong.

Sitting at the desk, Meng Xi stared at the documents to be signed, crossed his hands, and his face was solemn, as if thinking about a major issue that would affect the company's survival.

In fact, she was distracted.

"because I…"

"I like gays."

Song Zhiyi's words, expressions, movements, and even the broken hair that fell on his cheek when he looked over that day, all clearly reappeared in front of him.

After hearing this sentence, Meng Xi was still in shock and didn't speak for a long time despite having some hunch.

There was only silence in the air.

Song Zhiyi didn't know what to understand, and finally turned his eyes away, smiling slightly bitter.

"So it's not that I'm alienating you, it's not that I don't want to be with you. My... feelings for you have never diminished. But I can't be as close to you as your other female friends. Do you understand? Or... "

"Do you think it would be better to let me continue to misunderstand?"

Meng Xi didn't know how to answer.

She is very confused.

In the end, this question was just perfunctory and shelved temporarily in tacit understanding.

Meng Xi left Song Zhiyi's house after lunch, and when she walked downstairs, she was agitated by the cold air in the deep winter, and she came back to her senses.

- In the end still didn't ask what happened that day!

Not only that.

There is also the reason for Song Zhiyi's change in attitude. I found it, but did not solve the problem, but made things more complicated.

Meng Xi was deeply troubled.

She has never been in love. It can even be said that for so many years, there is not even a single object of interest.

I didn't understand when I was a kid.

When she is a little older, girls of the same age are sprouting, and she is addicted to games; when she is older, in high school, which is the most suitable for puppy love, she is busy with her studies, and she is busy with Song Zhiyi.

As long as the two of them are in the same place, their eyes cross each other, and the rest of them are reduced to the background of the struggle.

When she was in college, she was even busier, with her studies on one hand, and on the other hand, she had to start her own business. How can there be so much spare time to find someone.

But Meng Xi is just lack of emotional experience, not emotional intelligence arrears.

Song Zhiyi hinted to that level, even if she tried to convince herself that it was a misunderstanding, she couldn't really convince her.

"Ugh…"

Meng Xi let out a long sigh.

Emotional issues are so troublesome.

She didn't finish reading a document for a long time, so she just put it down and went to the window to change her eyes.

It happened that Xiao Zhu came in with coffee.

Meng Xi stared at him.

"...Boss?" Xiao Zhu looked cautiously at her, "Is there any order?"

"Have you ever been in love?"

"Ah?" Why did he suddenly think of investigating his love life, Xiao Zhu was puzzled and answered cautiously, "We talked about it once."

It's a past tense.

Meng Xi disliked: "Break up..."

Xiao Zhu: "…"

yes. Because when you become the boss's life assistant, how can you still have time to spend with your girlfriend? Of course they will be separated.

Xiao Zhu swallowed this bitter reason back into his stomach.

Forget it, make do with it.

Meng Xi decided to find someone to discuss emotional issues.

But she counted it: Han Yuming will break up sooner or later; Su Yuan is also single from the mother and child; the family is even worse, especially Meng Zhao, who can't spit out ivory from the dog's mouth... Thinking of this , it turns out that only Xiao Zhu in front of him is the most suitable.

Meng Xi pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you think Song Zhiyi likes me?"

"…"

From that day on, Xiao Zhu was ready to face the boss's emotional life, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

He quickly regained his senses and asked tentatively, "Boss, do you mean... that kind of liking?"

Xiao Zhu wasn't shocked at all. Faced with her question, she reacted so quickly.

This replaced Meng Xi with surprise.

"Have you seen it already?"

"Uh, yeah..."

That's not the case, it seems that there is a problem. Taking advantage of the excellent professionalism of a professional assistant, Xiao Zhu guessed the boss's intention to ask this.

It is known that the boss kissed Miss Song after being drunk, so the boss likes Miss Song; while Miss Song is more resistant...

Two days ago, the boss went to Miss Song's house to inquire in person because of this matter, and he was unhappy since he came back.

Xiao Zhu understands.

The boss is now pursuing Miss Song, but she is not sure of Miss Song's intentions.

Xiao Zhu understood the position of his love strategist, and suddenly he was enlightened and started to work. He asked, "Boss, have you asked Miss Song directly what she meant?"

"No."

How to ask this? He opened his mouth and asked, "Do you like me?"

If the guess is wrong, the scene will be embarrassing; and if it is true, Meng Xi has not figured out how to reply, which is even more embarrassing.

"Then we can test it step by step. For example," Xiao Zhu said, "Miss Song does not reject intimate contact..."

Meng Xi: "…"

She rejects.

It should be said that intimacy between friends is prohibited, and it is not enough to arrange hair!

Understanding Meng Xi's silent gaze, Xiao Zhu embarrassedly changed his direction: "If not, let's express it with actions and show sincere feelings. Anyone will be moved. If Miss Song responds..."

"Are you teaching me to chase her?"

The more you hear it, the more wrong it gets. Meng Xi interrupted him: "What if I'm misunderstood that I like her? I just want to know if she likes me."

I'm not trying to deceive people!

Xiao Zhu said, "...Boss, don't you like Miss Song?"

"I..." Of course I didn't like it, the words stuck in his throat, Meng Xi crossed his arms irritably, "Why don't you think I like her?"

You have kissed everyone!

But Xiao Zhu didn't dare to say that he was just a social animal receiving the boss's salary. He could only admit his mistake: "That was my misunderstanding."

Alas, why bother.

He cares about whether the other person likes him or not, but he doesn't want to admit that he likes the other person.

Xiao Zhu, who has seen through everything, really did not expect that the boss, who is resolute at work, talks about love in this style.

Meng Xi didn't know that there was a huge discrepancy between her and Xiao Zhu's cognition.

She became impatient: "Just say, does she like me?"

This…

Xiao Zhu recalled Song Zhiyi's performance and said euphemistically, "Miss Song, maybe it's because you haven't adapted to the change in the relationship?"

It is indeed possible.

Meng Xi thought, maybe they were a little too sticky before.

Suddenly estranged, even from a friend's point of view, she is very uncomfortable.

Song Zhiyi's emotional orientation was different. Did it seem a little ambiguous to her during that time? Therefore, when I was determined to draw a clear line, it was even more difficult to separate, which gave me the illusion of being almost a confession.

...then does she like me or not?

After negotiating with the newly appointed dog-headed military advisor, Meng Xi, who was originally just wondering what Song Zhiyi likes to do with her, fell into deeper troubles.

Meng Xi's entanglement ended on the day of the high school class reunion.

Although she and Song Zhiyi had made an appointment to go together before, this time she didn't ask Song Zhiyi if she wanted to pick her up, but made a tacit agreement to meet at the dinner place.

If that's the case, Meng Xi is somewhat relieved even though he is lost.

But she was a little ten minutes late because of the traffic jam, and when she got there, she saw Song Zhiyi waiting for her in the hotel lobby.

Song Zhiyi and others have the habit of arriving 15 minutes early when going out or attending parties, which means that she has waited here for at least 25 minutes.

She was sitting on the sofa in the corner of the hall, her coat was a gentle smoke blue, and her long white chiffon skirt fell to her ankles like a soft cloud.

He clearly said that being friends should not rely too much on each other, and as a result, he did such a meaningless thing.

Meng Xi stood at the door and looked over there for a while with mixed feelings before walking over.

"Did you wait a long time?"

"Huh? You're here." Song Zhiyi stood up and put the phone back, "I sat down for a while. Let's go up, the box number is 301."

"Well, okay."

"I don't know if the monitor ordered this room intentionally. It's just like the house number of the class. It makes people miss it a bit."

"yes."

"...What's the matter? I'm a little out of spirit today." Song Zhiyi turned to look at her with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Meng Xi said, "It may be because I stayed up late yesterday."

In fact, she was a little bit baffled in her heart.

Song Zhiyi cared so carefully, she felt even more uncomfortable, not targeting her, but their "relationship".

Walking side by side in the corridor of the hotel, Meng Xi maintained a "not so intimate" distance and was not very interested.

The two of them were more than ten minutes late. When they arrived at the box, except for those who decided not to come, everyone else had already arrived. It was inevitable that they would receive attention and a warm welcome.

"Meng Xi and Song Zhiyi, you've come to the fore! I'm still worried if they won't come, so today's banquet is half for nothing!"

"I haven't seen you for a few years. The two school beauties are getting more and more beautiful now! Hey, only I am so ugly."

"Sit down, sit down, sit with me, there are just two vacancies."

"I heard from Tong Dong that you were going to come together, but many people still don't believe it. Why didn't the handsome guy come with him?"

The atmosphere at the dinner table was warm. Meng Xi only politely responded to these unimpressed old classmates, and after succinctly declined the invitation to ask for contact information several times, others stopped coming to her.

It was Song Zhiyi, Meng Xi sat beside her, and once again saw her terrifying social skills.

This person actually remembered the names of all the people present, and they registered one by one!

"how did you do that?"

Meng Xi couldn't hold back, took a moment and leaned over to ask her in a low voice.

Song Zhiyi kept smiling, leaned over a little, and whispered to her: "Before I came, I looked through the records of my high school classmates and group photos."

"…"

Is it necessary to do this?

As if seeing the doubts in Meng Xi's heart, Song Zhiyi's eyes were filled with a little helplessness: "Since you don't like this kind of occasion, why did you agree to come? If you knew it earlier and refused, why don't you go to a movie."

Meng Xixin said that it was because she wanted to come with you.

But she looked at Song Zhiyi's face that was close at hand, and realized that even this sentence was within the range that would make her "misunderstood", so she couldn't say it.

After Meng Xi paused for a while, he could only smile and respond to the second half of the sentence: "Then go to see after dinner."