After I died, the male supporting characters all turned black and went crazy

"Pingping, thank you for what happened just now."

After watching Shen Jiayu's back disappear at the door, Song Yifei finally relaxed and lay on the bed with cold hands and feet.

She thought that she would have to take a detour when she saw Shen Jiayu next time. It was too scary.

On the way here, Su Ping had already called Xu Yichen, and he should be here soon.

Just as I was thinking about it, the door was opened again. It was Xu Yichen.

After seeing him, Song Yifei could no longer control her emotions and tears flowed silently.

"what happened?"

Xu Yichen was a little at a loss and quickly walked up to hug her.

"It's okay, it just hurts a little too much."

Song Yifei shook her head and was unwilling to say more. Only the person in front of her could make her heart completely calm down.

"Sister Yifei, should we tell classmate Xiao Song about this?"

Thinking of Song Qi, Su Ping was suddenly glad that he didn't know about this. Otherwise, given how much he protected his sister, he and Shen Jiayu would probably have fought in the ward.

Xiao Qi?

He seems to be more mysterious recently. He used to tell me everything, but now he locks himself in his room most of the time. Is this a belated rebellious period?

Song Yifei shook her head: "I was just a little frightened, the injury is not serious. He seems to be very busy recently, so let's not tell him."

Now it was their time alone. Su Ping didn't intend to be a third wheel, so he leaned on his crutches and planned to say goodbye to the two of them.

"Brother Yichen, take good care of Sister Yifei. I'll go see the doctor and then go home."

"Yichen, please go and see Pingping off. It's not convenient for her to walk."

Su Ping, who had just been complaining to Calabash Brothers about how the crutch was so uncomfortable and hurt her palm, quickly refused when she heard this.

"No, no, my driver is waiting for me downstairs."

After saying that, he raised the crutch in his hand to indicate that it was not a big problem.

Seeing her firm attitude, the two of them stopped forcing her.

After entering the elevator, Su Ping rubbed his arm which was slightly injured from using crutches.

[Calabash Brothers, what on earth is this crutch made of? Did someone fill it with lead? Why is it so heavy?]

After leaving the hospital, Su Ping walked towards where Uncle Feng parked his car.

When I passed a corner, I saw a boy in a white T-shirt holding on to the wall.

He is very tall and thin, with a good figure. He wears a pair of red canvas shoes under his washed-out jeans.

But his complexion didn't seem to be very good. His face was extremely pale, and even his lips were a little white.

Su Ping's gaze moved down to the hand hanging by his side.

Although the arms were thin, they were not skinny, and the skin was very white. She noticed at a glance the several rounds of elastic gauze tied around the arms.

This is, just donated blood?

Before she could think about it, she saw the boy turned his head and looked over here. After seeing Su Ping, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Su Ping was stunned when she saw the boy's face.

The young man in front of him had a high nose bridge, thin lips slightly parted, and his hair covered his forehead. His skin was very white and there was not a single blemish on it.

A boy who looks so delicate, is he trying to kill himself?

But what is he saying?

Su Ping saw him open his mouth and only heard a few vague words.

Just as he moved closer to see if he could hear clearly, the shadow in front of him suddenly grew larger and came crashing down towards him.

In order to avoid being knocked down, Su Ping could only support himself with his shoulders, and the force on his already injured foot made the situation even worse.

"Please, don't send me to the hospital..."

After the boy finished speaking, he fell on Su Ping and became motionless.

What kind of things happen every day? I get scammed even when I walk on the street.

Looking at his face, Su Ping thought of that sentence for some reason.

A gambling father, a sick mother, a sister who goes to school, and a broken man.

He looked very thin, but he was very tall. Su Ping couldn't lift him at all, so he had to call Uncle Feng.

When Uncle Feng drove over, he saw the two of them leaning against each other in a strange posture. This boy didn't seem to be the same one who came to the house last time.

But he chose to turn a blind eye. The young lady had her reasons for doing so, and it was not his business to interfere.

Finally, with the help of Uncle Feng, the two of them helped the boy into the car.

"Miss, would you like to take him home?"

Su Ping panted, looked at the unconscious boy next to her, and reached out to pat his face.

"Wake up, where is your home?"

The boy frowned. He was sleeping soundly and had not woken up yet. There were heavy dark circles under his closed eyes. How long had it been since he had rested?

Forget it, let’s take him home first.

In the afternoon, Aunt Mei knocked on Su Ping's door.

"Miss, the man you brought back has woken up and said he wants to see you."

Oh?

If Aunt Mei hadn't said it, Su Ping would have almost forgotten that he had brought someone back. After putting down the paintbrush in his hand, he opened the door and went downstairs.

Downstairs, she saw the young man sitting on the sofa somewhat stiffly, holding a glass of water in his hand, neither drinking nor putting it down.

Su Ping couldn't help laughing out loud because of his appearance.

"You...thank you."

When the boy heard the sound, he quickly put the cup in his hand on the table and stood up.

Su Ping looked at his face which had regained some color, his eyes and brows still had the childishness of a teenager. He should be about the same age as her. If his facial features grew more mature, he would definitely be a handsome man in the future.

"That's the sugar water I asked Aunt Mei to make for you. Drink it before you go back."

Su Ping saw the confusion in the boy's eyes and said.

Touched by the stranger's actions, the boy's eyes turned red. He nodded and drank the cup obediently.

Su Ping walked over and sat down opposite him, and found that he was indeed tall, but on the thin side of a normal person. His clothes felt very empty when he wore them, probably because he didn't get enough nutrition during his growth period.

After staring for a while, the boy suddenly stopped drinking water and sat there stiffly, at a loss. Then Su Ping saw that his ears had turned red and were about to bleed.

It seems that he is still a shy boy.

OK she did admit that her behavior looked like a gangster, especially in a situation like this.

Su Ping coughed lightly and withdrew her gaze from him.

Sure enough, after a while, the boy raised the cup to his lips again and took a sip.

Why is he so inexplicably well-behaved?

"How old are you?"

After asking the question, he realized that it seemed a bit presumptuous. When Su Ping was about to add a few words, he heard him speak.

"23."

???

Even bigger than her?

Su Ping looked at his deceptive face and fell into deep thought.

I don't know if her action made him misunderstand something, but I heard him speak.

"Thank you so much today. If there's anything I can do for you, just let me know."

"It's just a matter of convenience. Don't be so polite. Just consider it as making friends."

Su Ping waved her hand and introduced herself: "My name is Su Ping, what's your name?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, then said, "Time sequence."