New Deskmate

His voice was neither light nor heavy.

But like a thunder, reminding her of what she said to Liam when she came here the other day.

-- "Sorry, this is a formal bar."

-- "That's a pity."

"..."

Olive slightly pursed her lips, and an overwhelming sense of embarrassment occupied her.

Fortunately, there was a lot of noise around, and the bartender didn't hear Liam's words at all, but wondered, "Dude, what are you doing?"

Then he pointed to the drawer and raised his voice. "Do you see the bracelet here?"

Hearing the sound, Liam glanced at him.

The bartender explained, "This guest came here the other day and left a bracelet. Gary found it..."

Speaking of which, he paused and changed his words, "Didn't you put it away?"

Liam sat down on the high stool and made a lay hmm.

Bartender, "Where did you put it?"

Liam withdrew his sight and looked careless, "I haven't seen it."

"..."

The bartender choked as if he was speechless by his capriciousness.

Meanwhile, two young women came to the bar to order wine.

As if seeing the saviors, the bartender said, "Liam, please entertain this lady. I'll work first." And then he immediately turned to greet the two women.

Gary had already left this area.

Only Liam and Olive were left.

Although it was in a crowded and noisy situation, it was not much different from being alone with each other.

After all, the bartender said that.

The two people stood and sat respectively, and the atmosphere seemed to be cut off from the surroundings, which was a little strange.

Liam took a clean transparent glass and poured wine into it until it was half full.

The next moment, Liam pushed the cup in front of her.

Olive looked at it unexpectedly.

The man's black hair was scattered in front of his forehead, his eyelashes were like crow feathers, and his face was half-bright and half-dark in this light.

With a can of beer in his hand, he picked his eyebrow, "How do you want me to entertain?"

This time Olive had the illusion of whoring him.

She was silent for a moment and did not touch the wine, "No, thank you."

It was estimated that Liam was also embarrassed by the bartender's explanation and did not deliberately mention the matter of contact information.

Thinking that this was his territory, Olive decided to save face for him and did not mention it.

She went back to the original matter, "Is the boss in charge of all your lost property here?"

Liam smiled, "Who told you that?"

Olive pointed in the direction of the bartender.

Liam looked down, his hand relaxed, and suddenly knocked the can on the bar.

"Todd."

Todd subconsciously looked up, "Ah! What's the matter?"

Liam said, "When am I so idle that I even take care of the lost property?"

"..."

Todd obviously didn't react, and since he was still busy, he only said, "Wait a minute. I'll finish this drink for the guest first. "

Liam's attitude was really not good.

Olive pursed her lips and put the business card next to the wine glass, "Then I'll leave my contact information here. If you find it, just call this number directly. I'll come and get it. Thank you. "

Liam did not lift his eyes and spoke perfunctorily.

Olive didn't know.

If he treated any guest like this.

How this bar was run.

Or maybe just for her.

Maybe it was because of her previous words, or maybe he was still bitter about the past, pretending that he didn't know her and didn't want to give her any good face when he saw her.

She went to the police station early this morning and then went to three places for the interview.

When she went back, she had to communicate with the landlord to withdraw the rent in advance, to consider the new residence, and to guard against the revenge of the man next door.

There were a lot of things waiting for her.

By comparison, Liam's attitude seemed to be nothing.

But somehow.

She felt a little upset.

Olive added softly, "It is a very important thing, please."

She was just about to leave.

Liam, "Wait a minute."

Olive then stopped.

Liam rolled his throat and shouted again, "Todd, what are you waiting for?"

Todd, "Ah?"

"Her thing was lost here."

Liam looked at him and said, "Don't you want to find it?"

"..."

Liam let out this remark, and Todd had no choice but to look for it again without giving up.

This time it was miraculously found in the lower cabinet.

He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately handed it to her, "Is this it?"

Olive took it, "Yes, thank you."

Todd looked in the direction of Liam and touched the back of his head, "It’s okay. We are sorry to have wasted so much of your time. "

Liam continued to drink and said nothing.

Olive nodded, said goodbye, and left.

It was wet and cold outside, and there were few people.

It was deserted and empty all the way.

Olive was too cold to touch the phone and sent a brief message "got it" to Abigail and put her hand back in her pocket.

She sniffed and was inexplicably distracted.

Thoughts were gradually filled with memory with all available space.

Because of that abominable and familiar Liam just now.

She remembered the scene they first met.

……

At that time, Liam's full name was Liam Jessie Miller, although now many boys were called Jessie, Liam really didn't like his middle name.

His sister made fun of him with his name countless times, which really annoyed him.

But Liam's parents preferred the name, so when they registered for school information, they omitted the name, Liam, leaving only Jessie Miller, which made it impossible to tell a boy or a girl.

After an embarrassing first day of high school, Liam flew into a rage when he returned home and explicitly asked his parents and sister not to mention the name again.

On the first day of senior high school, Olive was late.

After arriving at school, she didn't even have time to go to the dormitory and asked her uncle to put her luggage to the door lady, then hurriedly ran to the A teaching building in the first year of high school and climbed to the fourth floor.

She went through a corridor and went to the inner area.

When she passed the school drinking fountain, she met Liam for the first time.

The teenager stood tall and wore a blue-and-white striped school uniform with a loose book bag.

He was handsome and reserved, the expression was very light, and he looked a little difficult to approach.

It was completely different from her state.

It was as if he didn't know the bell had rung, and he was there to pick up the water, looking leisurely.

Olive was in a hurry to get back to class but only knew that her class was on the fourth floor of the building and did not know the exact location.

She didn't want to waste time on it. She stopped and decided to ask the way, "Hey."

Liam turned off the switch and the sound of the water flow was cut off.

He slowly screwed up the top of the bottle and looked sideways.

He took it back at a glance, and she didn't mean to talk to her.

At that time, Olive did not know him but felt that he was not afraid of being late and could swagger here to fetch water during class time, without the slightest caution and fear of freshmen.

So she hesitated for a few seconds and changed her words, "Mr. Senior? "

Liam raised her eyebrows and looked over again.

"Excuse me," Olive said, "Do you know where Grade One Class 17 is?"

This time Liam was no longer indifferent to answering.

He raised his chin and said mercifully, "Go ahead and turn right."

Olive nodded and waited for his next words.

But Liam did not speak again.

Olive did not hear the concluding remarks like "you will see it".

Fearing that he had not finished, out of caution, she asked, "And then?"

“And then?"

Liam raised his feet and walked forward, saying in an idle tone, "Then look at the class number yourself. Is it necessary for a senior to report it to you one by one?"

Dragging his tail, he bit the words and said, "Classmate."

Olive thanked him with a good temper.

She went in the direction he said. As soon as she turned right, she saw the number of Class 15.

Further ahead, the closest one was Class Seventeen.

Olive quickened his pace and went to the door and whispered, "May I come in?"

The headteacher on the podium looked at her, looked down at the list, and asked, "Jessie?"

Olive shook his head, "I’m Olive."

"Olive."

The headteacher looked at the list again and was surprised. "Only you and Jessie are left on the list. I think this one is more like a girl. I thought it was you."

Without waiting for the headteacher to let her in, there was another male voice behind Olive, "Hello."

Following the sound, she subconsciously turned her head.

She saw the ‘senior’ who had just shown her the way stood behind her.

There was only a two-step gap between the two, and it was only after getting closer that she realized that he was very tall.

She had to look up at his face from this distance.

His aura was cold and added a little oppression.

With a kind of sandalwood incense.

He said insincerely. "Sorry teacher, I am late."

"You two come in first. Take your seats."

The headteacher pointed to the only two seats left in the classroom and asked incidentally, "Why are you late on the first day? Did you two come together? "

The direction pointed by the headteacher is in the last row of the nearest group.

The two positions were connected side by side.

Olive replied honestly, "No. My family had other things to do in the morning, so it was a little late to send me over. Plus I don't know the way, so I'm late. "

"Fair."

The headteacher nodded and looked at Liam. "What about you?"

"My father doesn't know I'm a freshman in high school," Liam went straight to the outside, put his bag on the desk, and said lazily, "He sent me to junior high school."

"..."

In perfect silence.

In an instant, it was covered by a lot of laughter.

The quiet classroom became lively.

Olive's lips also quietly bent.

"Okay, when your father sends you over next time, remind him."

The headteacher laughed and said, "All right, you two have a seat."

Liam nodded and answered.

He pulled his chair and was about to sit down when he suddenly noticed Olive standing not far away.

He paused, "Do you want to sit outside and inside?"

They met each other’s eyes.

Olive hastened to restrain her smile and hesitated to say, "Inside."

There was not much space in the classroom.

The desks were divided into four groups, each with seven rows and two rows.

There was not much space left in the last row, and the chairs squeezed the wall. If she went in, she had to make room for the people on the outside.

Liam said nothing, took a step out, and gave way to her.

The headteacher on the podium began to speak again, "Let me introduce myself again. I am your headteacher for the next year and the chemistry teacher of your class."

With that, she patted the blackboard, "This is my name."

Tina James were written neatly on the blackboard, as well as a string of telephone numbers.

Olive took out a pen and paper from her school bag and wrote it down carefully.

After a while, the boy at the front desk suddenly leaned back and put his elbows on Liam's desk.

He seemed to know Liam, turned his head not so obviously, and smiled and said, "Miss Miller, your name is really quite a girl."

"..."

Olive was stupefied for a moment.

She immediately remembered what Tina said when she first entered the classroom.

Hearing his words, Olive paid attention to Liam.

He was so tall that he sat in such a narrow position that he could not tuck his long legs into the desk.

One of them was simply supported on the outside.

His eyelids were drooping, which always gave people a feeling that he can't wake up and had some impatience.

He looked at the boy with no expression in the front.

"That's what the teacher said. But when she said that, I thought about your name again, and it really fascinated me. "

The boy held back his laughter, "If you were a woman, I would hit on you."

Liam scanned him up and down, then said slowly, "Henry, are you insane?"

Henry, "What?"

"If I were a woman, would I be in love with a toad?”

"..."

Henry was speechless for a moment. "F*ck off."

Olive listened attentively to their conversation and wanted to laugh.

This tone also reminded her of the fact that Liam just claimed that he was her senior.

She paused and muttered "shameless" to herself.

At this time, Tina was called out by another teacher.

Without the headteacher, the chatter in the classroom gradually increased.

"And my name."

Liam went on talking, "It was my father who looked through the Dictionary for seven days and seven nights, held a hundred and eighty family meetings, and then chose again and again."

Holding her cheek, Olive listened to his word for word.

"And chose one of the manliest words."

The noisy background sound brought a sense of security. Olive stared at the words on his notebook, sighed slightly, and commented inaudibly, "I think mine is better than yours Jessie."

"..."

Henry said mockingly, "Then why don't you just name Manly Miller?"

Olive was inexplicably poked into the laughing spot, bowing her head and laughing silently.

After a long time, she suddenly noticed that Liam next to her had not responded to Henry's words.

Silent.

Now it was as quiet as if he didn’t exist.

She subconsciously looked at Liam.

It was only then that she found that Liam's eyes had shifted to her at some point.

The dark and cold eyebrows, the starry sunlight falling on the corner of his eyes, did not show any softness.

It was straightforward and unrestrained, with a hint of scrutiny.

Olive's heart thumped.

What happened?

"..."

‘He didn't hear what I just said, did he? ‘

‘Really?’

‘Come on.’

Liam tapped the edge of the desk with his fingertips and said leisurely, "Ah, right. I haven't had time to ask. "

Olive took a breath and squeezed the pen in her hand.

"New deskmate?"

Liam tilted his head and said a little arrogantly, "What's your name?"