I took the fine script for the role of suffering

On the car back to Lu's house in the afternoon, Lu Feng glanced at Lu Tan every once in a while.

Lu Tan looked back blankly.

Lu Feng hesitated to speak, and wanted to speak several times, such as staying away from Zhao Fei in the future, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that the words seemed strange.

Isn't it just carrying someone back, the cousin is just helping others.

The blush... must be from the sun!Absolutely nothing to do with being shy!

But Fan... Fan Xiaoqin can be shy towards Zhao Fei's green tea, but it's not like he hasn't had anyone he likes since puberty...

But when he thinks of Zhao Fei, he still feels uncomfortable!It's not because I bowed my head in front of him and apologized, if I was wrong, I was wrong, he admits it!

But that appearance on his cousin's back, those words... like a devil's voice, lingering in his ears.

If he didn't know that Zhao Fei liked him, he would have suspected that the other party was deliberately disgusting him!

... He doesn't like to exercise yet. He clearly remembers that Xiao Ran said that his brother ran away from home last time, and even the bodyguards couldn't catch up!With that speed and stature, it would be a pity not to participate in the Olympics!

He was just angry, and his cousin didn't seem to see the true face of the spirit at all.

In this world, there are fewer and fewer people with a pair of tea-appreciating eyes...

So immersed in his own world for a long time, until Lu Tan's dull voice came from the side: "You said before that he liked you?"

After a while, Lu Feng realized that he was talking to himself: "Who are you talking about?"

Lu Qin turned his head and looked at the traffic outside the window.

"Zhao Fei?"

"..."

"Almost..." Lu Feng didn't want to talk about this person very much, and his tone was not very good. "Several times before, I obviously asked Xiaoran, and he always tormented Xiaoran to come over by himself..."

After Lu Feng finished speaking, he found that there was no sound in the car.

I didn't pay attention at first, but after a long while, I slowly looked towards my cousin.

The boy was leaning against the car window with his head hanging slightly, his sharp silhouette was hidden in the shadows, the lights in the car were not turned on, his face could not be seen, he seemed to be asleep.

After Lu Feng's visit, Zhao Fei realized that something was wrong with Zhao Shuran.

To be precise, from the morning before Lu Feng came to the door, Zhao Shuran was a little weird.

Avoid him more seriously than before. Before, he was treated as a monster, but now he is directly regarded as poisonous gas, as if being in the same space would endanger his life.

Zhao Fei didn't take it too seriously. He didn't know that Zhao Shuran's little brother would install a surveillance camera in his bedroom. Naturally, he didn't think so deeply, thinking that the kid was frightened by Lu Feng's attack.

After he found a white flash in the car on Friday, he knew that Lu Feng might have secretly taken some photos, either of his vicious behavior of ravaging his younger brother's schoolbag, or of secretly putting his watch into his younger brother's schoolbag.

The former is not enough to have any influence on him, so what is the use of the latter?

He thought about it for a long time, but it can only be used as evidence when his elder brother framed his younger brother for stealing.

But the premise for this kind of photo to work is that the imaginary must first be real.

He was very annoyed by Lu Feng's secret filming, but he also thought about how to deal with it.

At most, the old bad brother's character design will be broken a little bit, and it can be solved by making up nonsense about wearing that watch will be unlucky later.

He just didn't expect Lu Feng to be so confident, so confident that he didn't know the situation, so he came to find fault directly.

Zhao Fei: ...his lips trembled because he was too speechless.

He tried his best to stay away, just to stay away from the fate of the paper man and those messy plots in the book, and he himself had no interest in Lu Feng.The emotional line of the protagonist Gongshou has always been far away, and he even wished to make his own life line parallel to their emotional line, never intersecting.

After seeing what Lu Feng did every time.

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I don't expect him to be a family gold medal mediator for Zhao Shuran, but is it too rebellious to bring explosives to bomb each time?

Hooking up with Lu Tan did have a slightly disgusting idea about Lu Feng.

The rest and more...that is his own selfishness.

On Monday, Zhao Shuran went out early.

Zhao Fei thought that he was deliberately avoiding going to school at the same time as him, so he also ate breakfast slowly, and when he finished packing, he saw his brother with his head bowed in the car.

Raising his eyebrows unexpectedly, he threw his schoolbag into the back seat and got on the car. Before he could sit still, Zhao Shuran silently pulled away the schoolbag beside him and put it on his lap.

"With such good eyesight, the sun is coming out from the west?" Zhao Fei smiled eccentrically, glanced at the watch on his hand, and felt a little strange for a moment.

He expected that if Lu Feng made such a move, he would definitely expose the watch that Zhao Shuran "recovered" as his brother's. After that, Zhao Shuran would definitely come to ask. Wan Bu said that even if Zhao Shuran didn't ask, he would send the watch back to him.

After all, he is the strong little white flower protagonist, knowing that the watch is not the one he lost, so he will not be willing to take it.

This is the first time that Zhao Fei's predictions all failed.

Not only didn't ask him why he did that, but he didn't return the watch with a stiff face.

Zhao Fei: Isn't it poisonous on the outside?

At the gate of the school, Zhao Shuran gave him his schoolbag and hurried down again.

He ran very fast, as if fleeing for his life, as if he was afraid that the two of them would walk together when he got out of the car.

The process is different from what I imagined, but the end result is the same anyway.

Still so afraid of my brother.

Not only did the bad brother's character set not collapse, but he was welded to death!

After watching the little pity disappear, Zhao Fei stretched, leaned out, stood upright on the ground, carried the schoolbag on his back, put his hands in the pockets, and walked in arrogantly, looking like a young master.

After walking less than ten steps, seeing a familiar figure, the hand in the pocket was naturally taken out, softly and weakly clung to the two straps, the eyelashes fluttered and drooped, and the steps were neither too big nor too small , walking almost silently.

Zhao Fei was very interested in the character of Lu Tan when he was reading the original work, so he read some text interviews with the author about the character, such as the type that some popular supporting characters would like.

After reading the author's explanation of Lu Tan's preferences, Zhao Fei's first reaction was: Oh, it has nothing to do with me at all.

Lu Tan raised his eyes and saw such a picture.

The slightly curly-haired boy in school uniform seemed to be thinking about something, looking down at the ground, when a sports student bumped into him suddenly...he didn't even notice!

It was too far away, and before Lu Tan came to him, the sports student had already apologized to Zhao Fei. The boy smiled and shook his head, turned around and continued walking, the smile disappeared, and he looked full of thoughts again.

There were many people at the school gate in the morning, and Lu Tan looked at him through a few people for a few seconds, and finally realized that his behavior was too weird, frowned, turned around and prepared to go back to the classroom.

Before he reached the front of the teaching building, a familiar voice suddenly approached behind him, like a gentle knife, poking the skin of his heart with joy.

"Brother Xiaoqin!"

Lu Tan's body was stiff and he turned his head.

Zhao Fei arrived in front of him, and because he was running too fast, his voice panted slightly: "Brother Xiaoqin, it's really you...here, give you this."

What he held carefully in his hand was a small blue square box.

Lu Tan has seen classmates put desserts in this kind of box and bring them to school to eat.

"The cookies I made myself, you carried me home yesterday, and you left before I could thank you properly... You have to accept this, right?" The boy blinked at him.

Lu Tan looked away: "Thank you, no..."

Zhao Fei shoved the box into his hand before he refused: "If it tastes bad, throw it away, it's okay."

"..." The big hand holding the box was inexplicably cramped for a few seconds, then squeezed tightly again, "Thank you."

"Oh, you are so polite, thank you..." Looking at him, the voice was small, "Anyway, I usually like to stay in the kitchen when I have nothing to do, after all, I have too few friends, so I have to find something to do, even if I don't have yesterday's I will do a lot of things, so you can help me eliminate the inventory."

Lu Tan was slightly stunned, subconsciously looking at his white hands.

Zhao Fei quickly intertwined and covered two hands that were obviously not touching the sun, and lowered his head, as if embarrassed.

Lu Tan's attention was on his wrist.

The watch was changed to something else.

It was much more expensive than the watch I saw in front of the forest villa fountain, and it suited him better.

"Brother Xiaoqin, what are you looking at?"

"...My name is Lu Tan." Lu Tan withdrew his gaze, pursed his lips restrainedly, a little unhappy, and a little lonely. No matter how expensive or beautiful this watch is now, he just instinctively felt that the previous watch Even better, it should appear on this beautiful boy's wrist at this very moment.

"Oh, Lu Tan, I know your name is Lu Tan." She nodded obediently.

"It's time for class." Lu Tan said.

Zhao Fei immediately raised his hand obediently, waved it, and said goodbye to him.

Although he called his younger brother, Zhao Fei also knew that this boy was not much younger than him, and he should be gone after his birthday this winter.

Everyone is a senior in high school, but they are not in the same teaching building, so he has to walk for a while.

After walking a few steps slowly, Zhao Fei turned around, but Lu Tan in front of the corridor hadn't left yet!I was staring at the biscuits in a daze.

He ran back immediately.

"By the way, there is one more thing!"

The boy raised his eyes abruptly, he didn't expect him to come back, and when he got to him, his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

"You are the first in our grade, right? May I ask you some questions about your studies in the future?"

Lu Tan heard this kind of words no less than a hundred times, no matter if it was a boy or a girl, a student from this school or another school, real or fake.

He basically ignored it.

"Xiaoran is so good at studying, that's why he is liked by so many people. In fact, I also want to be like him..." After speaking, he lowered his head and squeezed his straps tightly, as if he was just a good boy who didn't understand.

Lu Tan: "..."

Seeing that he was silent, Zhao Fei thought the matter was going to be serious, and said, "Forget it..."

"The classrooms are far away."

"what?"

The boy awkwardly took out his phone and gave it to him.

After Zhao Fei was stunned, he quickly understood what he meant, took the phone carefully, entered his phone number in a few seconds, pressed the dial again, and returned the phone to him after noticing the vibration in his pocket .

The corner of the mouth never let go.

Finally back in class, as soon as Zhao Fei sat down, his deskmate Jiang Yuan stretched out his hand: "Little biscuit, little biscuit!"

Near the villa area where the Zhao family lives, there is a dessert shop with a good reputation. It is handmade. Last week, Zhao Fei brought some to school as a snack. After Jiang Yuan tasted it, he liked the cookies inside very much, so he asked him to bring it for himself on Monday. some come over.

Zhao Fei smiled and took out a pile of books that were as thick as a mountain from his schoolbag, turned to buckle them down, and pressed that hand firmly like a Tathagata palm: "Next time!"

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