I, social fear, addicted to stickers [Transmigration Book]

Song Tang couldn't help shaking. He didn't pay much attention to the pain in his waist and shoulders. He was even more surprised by Fang Hening's expression, like a scarred wolf walking alone in the snowy cold night.

He raised his hand, gently caressing Fang Hening's side face, his voice trembling slightly, "If you don't want to say it...it's okay, I'm willing to listen to it anytime you want to."

Fang Hening stared at Song Tang's face, not letting go of any slight expression on the other side, with a deep voice, "Aren't you afraid of me? Don't you hate me like this? Don't you want to run away?"

Song Tang frowned, gritted his teeth, and kept a calm tone as much as possible, "When everyone is in a bad mood, you are angry and depressed. I understand it. It's normal and it's okay. Your mood swings hate you?"

"He Ning, you said you accept all of me, I want to tell you... I am the same."

The person held down by him spoke seriously, but Fang Hening only showed a self-deprecating smile. Song Tang would say that probably because he didn't fully understand him.

Those who don't know are fearless.

Being stared at like this, to be honest, Song Tang felt chills down his spine. He moved a little but was pressed even tighter. He took a small breath, the trembling in his voice couldn't be suppressed, but he didn't struggle anymore. .

He just lightly smoothed He Ning's somewhat messy hair below, "I'm not afraid of you, I'm not hating you, I won't think about leaving you, He Ning, I want... I want to be with you."

He has social fear, and he has always thought that he is not good at words, but in front of Fang Hening, these words seem to be spoken fluently, seems to be divided?He couldn't tell.

It may be because the other party gave him enough sense of security.

Although Fang Hening like this is a little strange now, he can tell the emotion in the eyes of the person in front of him. When he was at the bottom of the valley, the other party gave him a hand and patiently comforted his emotions. Now it is just an exchange of identities.

Fang Hening treated him tenderly, so he naturally wanted to repay such love.

Hearing this, Fang Hening was startled, leaned over and got closer, staring at Song Tang closely.

Under the warm light, the dark coffee-colored hair of the other party has a caramel-like color, while the lighter eyes are like shining amber. Layer shell, looks well-behaved and soft.

He could see his own figure in Song Tang's clear and bright eyes, did he not hide from such a situation?

Fang Hening closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the irritability and gloom in his eyes eased a lot. He let go of Song Tang's hand, and turned to wrap his arms around Song Tang's back, changing up and down positions, making people sit on their own legs.

He leaned on the sofa, pressed Song Tang's waist, and whispered: "Don't move, give me a hug."

Song Tang responded, letting Fang Hening hold her, quietly and silently.

Time flowed silently, and when Fang Hening's emotions gradually relaxed, it was already dark outside the window, he opened his eyes, and suppressed all the emotions that he didn't want to be exposed to Song Tang's eyes, feeling very grateful.

Fortunately, it was more than an hour's drive from the company to the crew, so Song Tang didn't see him losing his temper. He didn't want the other party to see him, crazy?He never denies it.

There is no denying the facts.

He warned softly: "If they come to you, you don't have to answer no matter what they say. There is no relationship between me and them, only interests."

Hearing the slight tiredness in Fang Hening's words, Song Tang heaved a sigh of relief. At least he had relaxed his emotions. He thought for a while and said, "They came to you today because of me."

"Well, but the reason for the unhappiness is not you, so don't worry."

Song Tang had no choice but to be careless. Although they were both parents, their situations were different. He traveled through time and had no feelings for Liu Yueping herself, while Fang Hening said he had no feelings for her, but in the end it was the other party's. biological parents.

He continued to speculate: "Did they see the hot search? Did they have any opinion on me? I..."

"It has nothing to do with you. You are fine. I said that I love you now. It has nothing to do with you in the past. Sooner or later they will realize your goodness. Besides, they are not only targeting you, but also targeting me."

Song Tang pursed his lower lip. Fang Hening probably meant that no matter who he was confessed to yesterday, this conflict cannot be avoided.

He paused for a moment, then said: "I used to...really ignorant, I will try my best to make everyone change their views on me."

The original owner is really out of tune. No parent can accept the enthusiasm of the Huaxin Haiwang. What he can do is to make changes to let everyone know that he is different from before. Needless to say, Fang Hening is excellent, he wants to be a good enough partner. People who can get on the other side.

The first step is to reverse the public's impression of him.

Hearing Song Tang's serious words, Fang Hening chuckled, "I believe in your ability, it doesn't matter if you are slower, don't worry."

Song Tang lowered his eyes, Fang Hening's voice was very pleasant, speaking in such a low voice at such a close distance, even though the other party didn't intend to, he felt that... this man was teasing him.

He took a deep breath and raised his eyes, "I will prove to everyone that your vision is fine."

"it is good."

After Fang Hening finished answering, he remembered what he had done just now, avoided Song Tang's waist, and patted Song Tang on the back, "Does it still hurt? Let me see."

Song Tang knew that he must be red, he pushed Fang Hening's hand away, and then stood up supporting Fang Hening's leg, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, let's go back, I ate a lot of bitter melon in the morning, and I will make up for you in the evening."

Fang Hening was not at ease, even though he tried his best to control his emotions just now, but... he didn't say any more, and left the lounge together with Song Tang's hand.

Song Tang turned his head to meet Yang Qing who was waiting outside the lounge, and he was fine for the time being.

Watching the two leave, Yang Qing showed a smile on his daily paralyzed face.

He only hoped that Song Tang would not let go after holding Fang Hening's hand. The cruelest thing in this world is to gain and lose again, not to mention that Fang Hening's mood is not stable enough.

Back at the apartment, Song Tang wanted to cook a few dishes, but Fang Hening ordered delivery on the way back, and they delivered it just in time when they arrived home.

After the meal, he just wanted to tell Fang Hening to take a bath and go to bed early, when the other party raised the spray in his hand—it should have been delivered with the dinner just now, there was no such thing prepared at home, and he instantly felt overwhelmed. The neglected side waist and shoulders began to ache.

He resisted the thought of retreating, and seemed to calmly refuse, "No, it's really fine."

Fang Hening smiled gently, but he didn't mean to retreat, "Since you're fine, take off your shirt and show me."

Song Tang naturally didn't dare, the last time his wrist was only pinched lightly and it turned red, this time Fang Hening used much more strength, how could it not be red, now even if he doesn't touch it, it hurts faintly, he doesn't want Fang Hening to see it again Guilty.

However, in the face of Fang Hening's insistence, he did not resist.

When he saw those two pieces while taking a bath, he felt that he was about to suffer, and the heat became more obvious when he was fumigated. The red was tinged with bruises, and it looked a bit tragic. Those who didn't know it thought...he had a fight.

After coming out of the bathroom, he looked at Fang Hening who was waiting for him with a cold compress bag sitting beside the bed, and said first: "I didn't blame you, it will be gone in two days."

Fang Hening didn't respond, but just patted the place beside him, "Come here, do you want to take off your pajamas by yourself, or should I help you?"

Well, this gentleness is very gentle, but there is persistence in the gentleness.

Song Tang pursed his lips, walked over silently, opened his nightgown as Fang Hening said, sat sideways to reveal the injured side, and at the same time chose to glance away.

He is really embarrassed.

Looking at Song Tang's side face, Fang Hening's lips curled up, with a dull personality?No, he is keen to explore more micro-expressions and more reactions of the other party, especially those related to him.

Fang Hening leaned closer, seeing the bruise on Song Tang's shoulder, his eyes became darker, how could it not hurt.

He sighed slightly, put the cold pack on the other's shoulder, and said softly: "Hold on, let me look at your waist, are you stupid, won't you tell me the pain?"

Even in summer, the temperature of the cold compress bag was too cold. Song Tang frowned slightly, and retorted in a low voice, "It's not a big deal, why are you so delicate."

"It doesn't matter if you're delicate or not." Fang Hening said, looking down at Fang Tang's waist, the wound was bigger than the area on his shoulder, he couldn't help being a little irritable, he raised his hand and pressed another cold pack on it.

Song Tang's complexion is cold white, with bruises imprinted on the fair skin, which is inexplicably attractive, making him want to leave more on this body.

He even wanted to ruin this person just like that, so that the other person's body was full of traces left by him.

But in front of Song Tang, who was unguarded and unsuspecting of him, he still felt more distressed and guilty, and pushed back all these thoughts.

The waist is much more sensitive than the shoulders. Song Tang was so cold that he shivered a bit, swallowed the panting from the lower part of his mouth, and couldn't help but hide to the other side.

"Don't move."

Song Tang clasped the edge of the bed tightly with his other free hand, stiffened all over, responded with a nasal voice, and didn't dare to speak.

It was obviously cold, but he also felt as if something invisible was burning. It was so cold that he felt a bit of a burning sensation, which made him unable to tell whether it was cold or hot. In the end, he could only feel unbearable.

I don't know how long he endured it, his fingers trembled, he gritted his teeth and asked softly, "Is it alright?"

Fang Hening glanced at the time, and took away the two cold packs when it was almost over. Seeing Song Tang's relieved appearance, his heart was full of distress, "Silly Tangtang, if you feel pain, you have to say it, only children who can cry Candy."

Hearing this, Song Tang was both ashamed and helpless, "I won't."

After his parents left, even if he felt hurt and sad, so what if he said it?What he got was just hypocritical and condescending pity, no one would give him candy, even if he gave it in a fake way, the packaging was beautiful, but the candy inside was bitter.

Others said that his uncle and aunt were kind to him, but only he knew that was not the case at all.

Fang Hening pinched Song Tang's cheek, "I have to learn this."

"I can't learn."

"It doesn't matter if you can't learn it, I will always watch you."

Song Tang was stunned, his eyes suddenly felt sour, and strange emotions came to his heart. He was looked at by Fang Hening's soft and focused eyes, as if, as if he could also have such care and love.

And it was only for him.

He blinked quickly, and pushed away Fang Hening's hand after blinking away the soreness. He gathered up his pajamas, changed the topic and said, "It's been a hot search for a day now, why don't you press it?"

It's too late. Although the ranking has dropped, it is still in the top few days. He is worried that the tree will attract the wind and bring unnecessary trouble to the other party.

Fang Hening understood, he didn't mind, but when Song Tang mentioned it, he followed along and said, "Okay, I'll let the studio handle it."

"Yeah." Song Tang slightly tightened his fingers gripping the nightgown, and didn't look at Fang Hening, for fear of revealing those emotions, he didn't want to be too sensitive in front of the other party.

However, Fang Hening could still see the clues from Song Tang's calm side face, but he didn't point it out.

After Song Tang finished answering, the room became quiet. He was a little bewildered by Fang Hening's gaze, but he was at ease in his heart.

He glanced at the people in front of him, "I'm fine. If you stay overnight, you can still sleep in the guest bedroom. If you go back, you should go to bed earlier, take a hot bath, and have a good sleep."

After finishing speaking, he added after a three-second pause: "If you have anything to do, you can call me anytime, I won't... I won't not answer your call."

"Okay, I won't stay overnight today, turn my shoulders around, spray some medicine on you, rub the edge of the bruise, it will go away quickly."

Song Tang was startled, isn't it over yet?He immediately refused: "No..."

"You don't want me to always think of it and blame myself when I see it, don't you?"

"Correct."

Song Tang couldn't tell, he really couldn't tell Fang Hening, in order to get rid of this problem earlier, he simply agreed, and quickly got it done, he would definitely blush if he stayed any longer, no matter how big his heart was... how could he handle this charming atmosphere? Feel it.

After rubbing the piece on his shoulder, the cold feeling of the cold compress completely dissipated, and his body was already slightly hot.

With Fang Hening's signal, he folded his legs and went to bed, lying on his side, not looking at each other, as if he would be less embarrassed this way.

Song Tang's pajamas were unbuttoned, half of his back was half-covered, the curve of the waist was smooth and smooth, Fang Hening's eyes were deep and deep, Song Tang's heart was purely thoughtless, but he was not.

But what can he do.

If you think about it again, you have to bear it, but...he silently pulled the corners of his lips, it's always possible to get closer.

With his fingers pressed against Song Tang's waist, he gently rubbed the edge of the bruise and comforted him, "Relax, don't worry, I won't do anything."

Song Tang didn't respond, but closed his eyes halfway, bit his lower lip, and found that his breathing was burning, he shivered, a little embarrassed, it might as well be cold compress just now!

He gritted his teeth, and his low voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "Besides, you can go out directly."

He didn't understand. He would be embarrassed when he posted the first post, but after getting familiar with it, it became natural, and it didn't even matter if he didn't turn off the light, but now it's just the touch of his fingers that makes him feel very embarrassed, it seems to be more embarrassing than when we met for the first time. more tense.

This tension is also mixed with inexplicable feelings.

Fang Hening chuckled lightly and didn't speak again. It's not good to piss people off at this stage.

Song Tang closed his eyes, took a deep breath slowly, Fang Hening's hand was held very well, neither light nor heavy, following the silence of the two, he slowly relaxed in the tranquility of Fang Anran, and sleepiness welled up .

Staying by Fang Hening's side is always easy for him to relax his vigilance.

He whispered softly: "I seldom think of Fluffy recently, you are much better than it."

In the past, he thought that he would probably spend the rest of his life with Fluffy. After all, he would not be able to cuddle and cuddle without Fluffy, so he would not be able to maintain his daily life, but now he has Fang Hening.

Fluffy can recharge him, but it can't fundamentally alleviate his social fear, but Fang Hening has done it all, and it also gave him the best possibility for the future.

Let him look forward to a life that can see the end at a glance.

Fang Hening's hand froze for a moment, and then quickly replied, asking calmly, "Rongrong, who is it?"

This is the first time I heard Song Tang mention the little goblin that came out of nowhere.

Song Tang came back to his senses in seconds, suddenly felt something was wrong, he had spoken out what was on his mind, and he couldn't admit it, "No one, Fluffy is Fluffy."

no one?Fang He would rather not believe it.

He is now basically sure that this Song Tang is not that Song Tang. Comparing him with Rongrong, this Rongrong should not be a certain fish in the fish pond before, but very likely to be the... predecessor of the person in front of him.

He frowned and asked, "Should he be important to you?"

"It's very important, but that's all in the past, and it's not important now."

How can Song Tang speak?Fluffy is a plush toy, so relying on a toy, I really want to say it... the sense of shame is beyond his control, and let Fang Hening know that he just used the other party as a substitute for Fluffy at the beginning, it must be uncomfortable, left and right Velvet is also in the past tense, just be careful not to mention it in the future.

He held Fang Hening's wrist, took away the other's hand, turned over and sat up, "When I'm depressed, besides cooking and decoration, I have another way to relieve it, and you can try it too."

Fang Hening silently memorized the soft address of "rongrong". Song Tang is so thin-skinned that he can call such an intimate name naturally. Maybe a certain "rongrong" is a coquette.

The person raising the fish is not the person in front of him, so who is Rong Rong?

I still can't forget it now, let alone my ex, it might be my first love.

Such an obvious evasive attitude... He suppressed all kinds of guesses, not wanting to spoil the good atmosphere, and asked along the way: "What is it?"

Song Tang leaned forward and opened the bedside drawer, and showed Fang Hening the contents inside, "Here, these."

Fang Hening glanced, a little confused, there was a stack of magazines inside, and under the magazines were discarded A4 paper documents, "What do you say?"

Song Tang explained: "Tearing paper is very easy to decompress. Newspaper cannot be used, it is too soft. Magazine paper and A4 paper are suitable."

Fang Hening paused, and couldn't help but chuckled, "Is this tearing out experience?"

Song Tang's eyes dodged for a moment, then he raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose with the back of his finger, a little embarrassed, "My mother taught me this, and I have kept it like this since I was a child."

Fang Hening heard something wrong, mother?He could tell that Song Tang wasn't lying, he should be talking about her original biological mother. Thinking of this, he thought about it, so he decided to find a suitable opportunity to talk about it.

He moved closer, with a smile in his eyes, "It's very interesting, I'll try it next time."

"Ah."

The two chatted for a few more words, and Fang Hening bid farewell and left.

When he came out of the apartment building, the gentle expression on his face was gradually covered by a layer of frost, which couldn't be melted by the sweltering wind of the summer night.

He turned on the passenger seat of the car and got in the car, without looking at the person in the driver's seat, "The old place."

Fu Zongyuan shrugged his shoulders and started the car, "I was quite surprised when Yang Qing told me that Song Tang is fine. Now I really know how much you like him."

In the past, how could Fang Hening maintain his current relatively calm state? He would definitely vent out first, and then fall into a gloomy mood.

Fang Hening looked at the rapidly receding night scene outside the window, and thinking of Song Tang, the coldness in his eyes gradually faded, and a tinge of warmth took over.He likes Song Tang's temperament very much, it is clean and pure, it can soothe his emotions very well, and he can slowly relax when he is with her.

Subtle and wonderful.

He ignored his friend's words and said, "Help me search for individuals, aged 30 to [-], regardless of gender, with the sound of "rong" in their name, start from this city. "

Although he was sure that Song Tang was not the original Second Patriarch, but whether the other party was in this world or from another world... He was not sure about this. Other worlds are easy to say, but what if it was this world?

Thinking that Song Tang still has an ex and first love that he never forgets in his heart, and that the other party may jump out to make trouble again, even the old vinegar is as pale as water when he drinks it.

Of course he knew that such a search would be tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, and that "rongrong" might even be just a nickname that wouldn't appear in serious names, but he couldn't help but do nothing.

Fu Zongyuan didn't know exactly what was going on, but Fang Hening's jealousy could explain the problem.

He smiled and said, "Okay, although I don't know what you are looking for, but you can rest assured that I will give you the results of this city within a week."

He works in information and media, and has a wide range of contacts and contacts in all aspects, so it will be easier to check.

Glancing at Fang Hening's side face, he was a little relieved, he would be jealous, a good thing, it's much better than being cold and lifeless.

Since acquiescing to Fang Hening's pursuit, Song Tang's biggest feeling is that every morning when he opens his eyes, he looks forward to this day, instead of just going through the steps step by step.

There are subtle waves on the calm lake, which makes people happy.

Back at the apartment after work this day, Song Tang started to prepare dinner. It’s time to post it tonight. Now it’s not necessary to take off your clothes and stick to your skin as before. Just hugging is enough. If you really want to do it like that, it will make him feel embarrassed .

But the other party didn't insist, and took his feelings into consideration quite intimately.

Fang Hening brought a lot of things today. After dinner, looking at the things on the table, Song Tang wondered, "What's the situation with these papers?"

There are packs of paper strips of various colors, as well as backing boards, white latex and other tools, which seem to be for manual use.

Fang Hening signaled Song Tang to sit down, and introduced: "Paper extension, three-dimensional paper art, since it is paper, you can try it besides tearing paper. You have a good aesthetic, and tearing paper is a bit wasteful."

Song Tang sat down beside Fang Hening, and he took a few small finished products handed over by the other party, such as koi carp, brocade clusters of flowers, and peacocks, all of which were gorgeous in color and indeed very unique.

There was a slight upturn on his lips, and he accepted this intention, "Okay, listen to you, try it."

Fang Hening glanced at Song Tang, opened the notebook and called up the tutorial, "It's not difficult to get started, there are no constraints, it's very free, just follow your aesthetics and intuition."

Song Tang responded, sat down on the carpet and read the tutorial carefully, and then tried to make simple patterns by hand.

Song Tang was dedicated and meticulous in doing things. Fang Hening sat on the sofa and bent over to look at him. He was not interested in getting started. It was more interesting to watch Song Tang.

The brows subconsciously frowned when the other party was concentrating and holding his breath, the dense and dense eyelashes, and the smooth bows of the lips pursed and drawn, all fascinated him.

Song Tang heaved a sigh of relief when he finished the last leaf. Looking at the little sunflower, he was in a good mood. He turned his head and wanted to share it with Fang Hening, but he stopped short.

too close.

There is only more than ten centimeters between the two.

Fang Hening stared at Song Tang's face, and the other party's eyes were filled with joy, as if he was a little dazed because of the close distance, his lips parted slightly, which was tempting to kiss.

The author says:

I didn't kiss you twice before, but this time it's finally! !