After marrying as a substitute, the vegetable husband turned out to be passionately in love with her

Chapter 8 The Him in Memories

After taking a shower at night, Song Zhiyi let her freshly dried hair loose and sat on the bed alone.

Everything that happened today began to play uncontrollably in my mind.

She is not sure now whether she should give up the future, fulfill the deal with Gu Tianlin, and marry Lu Huai'an.

And the waiter at the hotel today, why did he tell her the news in private, and who sent him?

The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and He Lingyun came in with big and small bags of snacks. He didn't forget to call Song Zhiyi to come down and eat.

Song Zhiyi was afraid that the marks on her face would be discovered by He Lingyun, so she planned to reject her kindness.

But unable to bear He Lingyun's endless calls, she could only get off the bed.

"Song Zhiyi! What's wrong with your face? It looks like you were beaten!"

Song Zhiyi subconsciously covered her face, and He Lingyun completely sensed that something was wrong with the 300 taels of no silver here.

Song Zhiyi walked out the door on his own, and He Lingyun followed.

There was not a single star on a rainy night, and the love songs broadcast on the campus radio accompanied by the sound of rain broke the silence of the night.

Song Zhiyi propped his arms on the wall of the corridor, quietly looking at the rain-soaked plastic court.

She heard the sound of beer cans hitting the concrete fence.

"Ling Yun, do you have a favorite boy?"

He Lingyun was stunned for a moment, and said a lie without thinking: "No."

"I have." Song Zhiyi smiled.

The beer can was pushed aside, and the gas that slipped out of it made a sizzling sound, and He Lingyun pushed the opened wine in front of Song Zhiyi.

The other hand firmly grasped the body of another bottle of beer.Due to the force, the body of the can was slightly deformed.

Does she know something?Otherwise, why did you say this all of a sudden?He Lingyun couldn't help thinking.

Song Zhiyi took a sip of beer and continued, "I've been in love with you for two years."

As soon as the words fell, He Lingyun's hanging heart was half relieved.

As far as she knew, Song Zhiyi and He Yang were childhood sweethearts. If Song Zhiyi really liked He Yang, it shouldn't have been for only two years.

"Zhiyi, is that He Yang?" He Lingyun asked tentatively.

Song Zhiyi shook his head: "No."

Fortunately, it wasn't He Yang, He Lingyun thought secretly.She didn't tell anyone about her liking for He Yang, and she was afraid of being known.

After confirming that Song Zhiyi didn't know that she liked He Yang, He Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief: "Who is that, the person in your dream?"

"Well, he..."

"That's the one I like..."

"But it doesn't matter anymore, I can't find him." Song Zhiyi smiled wryly.

Song Zhiyi picked up the bottle and touched He Lingyun's: "Also, I'm getting engaged."

Before he could swallow the wine in He Lingyun's mouth, he forcibly sprayed it out.

"What the hell! Song Zhiyi, how old are you? Marry that person?"

Song Zhiyi took another sip of wine: "No, marry someone else. He and I may never see each other for the rest of our lives."

She said a bunch of nonsense again, and when He Lingyun was in the fog, she walked up to He Lingyun slowly, and gave He Lingyun a hug unexpectedly.

"Ling Yun, I'm so sad."

He Lingyun patted Song Zhiyi's shoulder lightly. Although she didn't understand, she still comforted her and said, "It's okay, it's fine if he doesn't like it. Our Zhiyi is so good, he is blind."

"Three-legged toads are hard to find, and two-legged men are running all over the place. I'll find a handsome guy for you, Sister He, tomorrow!"

Song Zhiyi: "..."

Song Zhiyi didn't want to continue the topic of handsome guys, so she raised the beer in her hand: "Then Sister He! Let's keep drinking!"

He Lingyun immediately took out the airs of a big sister, snatched the soon-to-be-empty beer can from Song Zhiyi's hand, and threw his own into the trash can.

She dragged Song Zhiyi back to the dormitory, and she swore that she would never let Song Zhiyi drink again in the future!
This kid dared to think and say anything when he was drunk, even made up an engagement.

Song Zhiyi was pulled by He Lingyun, but stopped in front of a black umbrella at the door.

"Ling Yun, go take a shower first. I'll put the umbrella away before going in." Song Zhiyi squatted down and picked up the umbrella.

Let it dry for a few hours and it is completely dry now.

But He Lingyun didn't leave, she couldn't keep the drunk Song Zhiyi outside, who knew what stupid things she would do!
After folding the umbrella, the two returned to the dormitory together.

Song Zhiyi hung the folded umbrella on the hook outside the cabinet.

"Zhiyi, why do you have so many umbrellas, and they are all black?" He Lingyun asked puzzled.

Looking at the rows of neatly arranged black umbrellas on the door of the cabinet, Song Zhiyi realized that he seemed to have received a lot of kindness from strangers since he went to college.

She closed the cabinet door and replied solemnly: "When it rains, a kind person gave it to me."

"I'll go! Sure enough, he is a good-looking person. You never have to worry about not having an umbrella when it rains, right?"

"Why can't I meet such kind-hearted people?"

"Sorry to bother you." He Lingyun shook his hand, took out a cotton swab and applied medicine to Song Zhiyi's face.

After the medicine was finished, Song Zhiyi couldn't help but opened the cabinet door and observed it again.

All black umbrellas, without exception.

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Early the next morning, Song Zhiyi was woken up by He Lingyun.

Strictly speaking, it's not too early.It was just because of the heavy rain that the light was not good, which affected her judgment of time, but it allowed her to sleep well.

After changing her clothes, she got out of bed in a daze and began to wash, only to realize that everyone in the dormitory had gone to the library, and only she and He Lingyun were left in the dormitory.

"Ling Yun, what are you doing?"

"Zhiyi Zhiyi, hurry up! Let's go to the lecture hall to see the handsome guy later!"

"I promised you last night that I will introduce a lot of handsome guys to you. You are satisfied with this bag today!"

Song Zhiyi quickly refused: "Stop it! I don't need a handsome guy! I want to start a career!"

But He Lingyun, as if he had discovered a new continent, dug up a candid photo in the chat history and handed it to Song Zhiyi.

"This man is too handsome! Even He Yang is inferior to him."

Song Zhiyi lamented He Lingyun's exaggeration, and glanced at the photo on the phone.

Because it was a candid shot, many people were captured in the photo, but the highlights can still be seen at a glance.

In the photo, the man sitting in the guest seat was wearing a well-tailored dark suit. Although only a side face was exposed, his superior figure and well-crafted facial features were enough for people to find that he was the highlight of the crowd.

But the more he looked at it, the more familiar Song Zhiyi felt.

She moved the phone closer and looked carefully. The blurred profile in the photo gradually overlapped with the clear memory in her mind.

She was [-]% sure that the man in the photo was Lu Yiwen!

She hurriedly found an umbrella, and she couldn't care less about anything.

She only knew that the frantic beating heart in her chest at this moment made her unable to hear her inner voice clearly, and it was just the instinct of her body that prompted her to find him and see him immediately.

She didn't want to miss it like last time.

(End of this chapter)