I Didn't Tell You

Olive was stunned.

What the fu...

‘What does it mean to throw a question mark?’

Olive moved her eyes and stared at the three words she sent out.

-- Happy New year ^ _ ^.

For a moment, Olive still had the feeling of being illiterate.

‘I sent the blessing words, right? Not some dirty words.’

The act of throwing a question mark was quite bluffing.

Olive was shocked by him across the screen.

The reaction was like seeing a person who was out of touch with each other.

No matter what the other person said, even if it was a blessing message, he should throw a question mark against it.

Olive hesitantly typed: [you know I am]

Before she had finished, she noticed that someone was passing her by.

Olive subconsciously looked up and found that Liam walked to a position about one meter in front of her and stopped next to a girl.

The girl was thin and quietly bowed her head.

It was like checking her phone.

Thinking of Liam's conversation with his mother, this should be his sister.

Olive still had some impression of the little girl.

She saw her in high school. Her name was Ashley, who was six or seven years younger than Liam.

At that time, she was still small and born like a porcelain doll, and Olive had to bend over to talk to her.

She was almost as tall as she was now.

Liam said lazily, "Kid."

Ashley looked up and said, "What?"

Liam, "I hear you've been under a lot of pressure lately?"

Ashley was very perfunctory, "No."

Liam went on to say, "Because the college entrance examination is coming soon?"

There was only one person between Olive and them.

At this distance, they spoke as clearly as a TV play in front of them.

She didn't want to listen, and it kept coming into her ears.

"I said no."

"Why do you think so much?" It seemed that he wanted to carry out the task assigned by his mother. Liam said slowly, "Your brother, I didn't study, and I was admitted to South Star University. Besides, although you are not qualified, our family still has the money for you to repeat the high school study. "

"You didn't study? You think I don't remember?"

When Ashley looked at him, her tone began to get annoyed. "Don't worry, you worked so hard to be admitted to South Star University, I could be admitted to South Star University with my eyes closed."

"..."

"And," Ashley added, after complaining about this, "I heard from Mom today that you quit your job?"

"..."

"Really?"

Liam turned his head and said, "That’s none of your business."

Ashley also began to say, "Are you embarrassed to say that you have been fired?"

Without waiting for Liam to speak again, his cell phone rang.

He looked down and suddenly said, "You can't listen to me, so let your 'real brother' comfort you."

"What -" Seeing the caller ID, Ashley instantly muted. After a few seconds, she whispered, "No."

After that, Liam said nothing more and went back to the gazebo to answer the phone.

Although some words Olive did not quite understand, the fact that she was forced to eavesdrop on someone she knew at close range still made her a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, she wore a mask on her face and gave her a bit of sense of security.

Olive unlocked the phone again.

Noticing that the words in the input box have not been sent, she also felt inappropriate, so she reached out to delete all.

She wanted to euphemistically confirm that the other person knew it was her W******p, thought about it, and finally replied cautiously: [?]

Probably Liam was still on the phone, so he didn't reply immediately.

She stared at it for two seconds.

Olive suddenly realized a problem.

Even if Liam really blocked her.

But her Ins didn’t block him.

"..."

With this in mind, Olive immediately opened her Ins.

There were so many things these days that the last Ina was more than two months ago.

At that time, she was still in Silver River City, and it seemed that she posted it together when she went to the bar with her colleagues.

Olive's eyes were fixed.

What caught her eye was a selfie of her and her former colleagues.

The other people in the photo showed their teeth, smiled brightly, and posed for various photos.

Olive sat in the lower left, her skin so white that she seemed to be overexposed, only looking gently at the camera, with her lips bent.

The facial features were extremely clear.

……

The line gradually lined up into the toilet, and it happened that several people came out of the cubicle at the same time, and it was her turn.

Olive regained her mind, put the phone back in her pocket, and walked in.

A moment later, Olive went out.

The hand washing table was shared by men and women, and it was two or three meters wide in the middle of the men's and women's toilets.

Olive turned on the faucet and her brain was a little messed up.

So at the bar, he was pretending he didn't know herself.

Mass blessings were also deliberately not sent to her.

Olive looked up and through the mirror in front of her, she could see Liam, who was still standing in his original position.

He seemed to have finished making the call, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand playing with his cell phone.

The next moment, Olive saw Ashley coming out of the toilet and went to the next hand sink.

But the faucet may be broken, and the water would not come out even if it was turned on.

Olive said, "You can use this."

Ashley immediately said, "Thank you."

When she looked up at Olive, she seemed to be stupefied.

Olive did not notice, took back her eyes, took out her cell phone, and walked out.

The interface was still parked in the chat window with Liam.

He didn't even give her half a punctuation mark this time.

Olive understood the reason, was silent for a while, and could not help typing the sentence "Let's delete each other" in the dialog box.

It was deleted soon.

Glimpsing the two question marks, Olive suddenly felt that the chat was annoying, like too enemies chatting with each other.

But she didn't mean to argue with him.

Olive didn't want to be unhappy during the festival and thought about how to back down.

She typed a word.

[Well]

Staring at the question mark sent by Liam and the word "happy" sent by herself, she hesitated to continue to knock.

[It's okay to be unhappy.]

"..."

After the successful transmission, Olive was also getting closer and closer to Liam's location.

As she passed by, she hung her head awkwardly and saw that he seemed to have clicked on W******p.

The man's eyelashes drooped and stared at the content on the screen.

Olive didn't know if it was an illusion, Olive seemed to hear him giggle.

Her back froze.

She went on walking for a long time.

It was not until she was far away from Liam that Olive's feeling of guilt that came out of nowhere finally subsided.

She looked back at the screen and did not reply, as she had expected.

She sighed and had no time to think about it.

Feeling that she had been gone for a long time, Olive did not dare to procrastinate any longer and quickly returned to the shooting point.

It was not much different from when she left.

The square was decorated, plants and small buildings were wrapped in a circle of colored lights, with a festive atmosphere.

People came and went around, there was staff in the maintenance of order, looking forward to the past were jubilant.

All the preparations were ready, just waiting for the arrival of the new year.

Frank and Nancy were chatting.

Andrew stood beside them, listening cleverly without saying a word.

Seeing Olive coming back, he leaned over cautiously at once.

Andrew was a new intern recruited two weeks ago and a senior this year.

"Olive, if you are one step late."

Olive thought something was wrong, "What's wrong?"

Andrew said sadly, "You may only see my frozen body."

"..."

Olive nodded. "Thank you. I'm short of topics."

"In your eyes! I'm just a topic! "

Andrew complained that he was trembling with cold, but his voice was energetic. "Damn it, I'm so fucking cold, the wind makes my nose run out."

Olive looked at him.

Most boys of this age didn’t care about temperature, and Andrew was no exception.

He only wore a denim coat, which had no antifreeze effect at all, and his lips were purple with cold.

And he was still thin as if the next second he would be blown down by the sea breeze.

"It will definitely be colder at the seaside, so when you come out to wear more clothes for the news," he said.

With that, Olive took a heating pad from her pocket and gave it to him. "Put it in your pocket to warm your hands."

"Oh, no."

Andrew never thought of taking her things. "Take it yourself. You must be colder than me as a girl."

"But I already have two in my pocket."

Olive said, "There is no room for this."

"..."

This time Andrew took it without the burden and pulled on a topic by the way, "Have you ever seen a fireworks show before?"

Olive said, "But I've never seen such a big one."

Andrew, "Is it useful to make a wish on this thing?"

Olive, "No."

"..."

Andrew muttered, "I only wish to find a girlfriend next year."

Olive smiled, "Won’t happen."

"Olive, come on."

Andrew shouted, "Then I'll make a wish to grow another five centimeters. Can boys grow taller when they are twenty? "

Olive didn't hit him this time.

Speaking of which, Andrew suddenly pointed in a certain direction, "Oh, it's like that. My dream is to grow that tall. I am satisfied that I am half a head shorter than him. "

Olive looked in the direction and was silent for a moment.

Coincidentally, the person that Andrew was pointing at was Liam.

She didn't know whether she should say that they were too predestined, or whether she should say that she was haunted.

He stood about ten meters away, leaning against the railing, his coat puffed up by the wind, his chin slightly pinched, and playing with his cell phone carelessly.

Ashley, who was with him just now, disappeared.

"That is exactly my ideal figure."

Andrew sighed, "Today, can I put my head on his body under the witness of heaven and fireworks?"

Olive looked back and said amusingly, "Why don't you steal his face, too?"

Andrew obviously had the same idea, and the meaning of wavering in the words was obvious, "Isn't it good to take two?"

"..."

Frank suddenly called them.

He probably felt that he had ignored them for too long, and began to feel a little ashamed, so he asked them to talk about all kinds of matters needing attention in the live location broadcast.

Time was running out.

The new year was just around the corner, and the atmosphere was getting hotter and hotter.

The LED display screen on the tall building in the distance had begun to count down, there was a lot of noise around, and at the last minute, someone began to shout after the number.

"- 59, 58, 57."

……

"- 5, 4, 3."

"--2!"

"--1!"

Countless fireworks rose, pulled out different color lines in the night, and then exploded in a certain position.

The mottled light blossoms in all kinds of flowers, blooming on top of each other.

The people present raised their mobile phones one after another, found a location that they thought was the best place to shoot, and recorded the picture.

When Frank had no more orders, Olive also took out her cell phone and took some photos.

She was blocked by the person in front of her, so she moved around to have a look.

The whole process lasted more than ten minutes.

Unconsciously, Olive was pushed outside by the crowd and reached the position of the railing.

Noticing that the fireworks show was almost over, she was about to go back to Frank when she was suddenly hit by a passer-by.

Olive leaned forward a few steps out of control.

And bumped into someone.

She immediately stepped back, looked up, and subconsciously said, "I'm sorry."

When she blurted out, she realized that the person she bumped into was Liam.

At this time, he was looking down at her, looking inexplicable, as if he were on the phone with someone.

"--Well, I'm ready to go back."

Out of politeness, Olive apologized again.

Liam looked at her lightly for a moment, then nodded to her.

It was like a sign that he had heard it.

As Olive walked back, she vaguely heard him talking to the person on the phone.

"Happy New year."

When she returned to Frank, Olive touched her face in hindsight.

When she touched the mask that was still on her face, she stopped and her nerves relaxed.

‘He won't recognize me because I’m blocking my face.’

……

The other side.

Mike, Liam’s college roommate and friend on the other end of the phone, was jabbering. He interrupted him twice and was silent for a few seconds, "Oh, I don't care when you come home, okay? But thanks, man. Happy New year to you, too. "

Liam raised his eyebrow and said, "What are you thanking?"

Mike, "You are giving your father a blessing."

"can you stop being affectionate?"

Liam dragged his tail and said lazily, "I didn't tell you."