[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

Back home, during the rare winter vacation, Luo Ning relaxed and played happily for several days, chasing dramas, playing games, sleeping late and eating potato chips.

After he was satisfied, he had nothing to do and played in the snow with his former friends for a few days, and then was dragged by Luo's father to stay in the company for more than ten days.

During the period, I would keep in touch with Song Fengxiao, talking for more than half an hour every night, of course he was the one chatting on twitter, Song Fengxiao didn't talk much, but he would respond.

Looking at Song Fengxiao's handsome and handsome face in the camera, Luo Ning propped his chin, he missed Song Fengxiao, missed Song Fengxiao, wanted to see Song Fengxiao, otherwise his heart would feel empty.

Luo Ning painted Song Fengxiao's eyebrows and eyes, and asked softly, "Brother Song, do you have time on weekends? We can't forget our studies during the holidays, do you want to review together?"

Song Fengxiao's heart was full of joy, and his cold face softened, he hesitated for a while pretending to be reserved, "Well, then Friday."

The little bee looked at him with limp eyes, as if soaked in water, and must be thinking about him again.

To be able to resist not coming to him for so long should have reached a certain limit.

The little bee is looking forward to it so much, so he will reluctantly agree, if he says he is not free, the little bee will be disappointed and sulk.

Look, sure enough, he nodded, and the little bee's eyes lit up a lot.

Tomorrow is Friday, Luo Ning said: "The transportation here is more convenient, I will come to you tomorrow."

After the agreement was made, Luo Ning dug out the teaching materials and put a small cake that she made in her bag, so that Song Fengxiao could try it when the time came.

Song Fengxiao's home is in an old city on the edge. The vehicle passed through the bustling high-rise buildings, and the dense buildings were less dense, and stopped at an old street.

Although the community in front of us looks old, there are small shops around it and a row of poplars along the road, giving it a lively and lively atmosphere.

Song Fengxiao straightened his collar in front of the mirror. A simple down jacket can also be worn tall and straight, so he led Luo Ning upstairs.

Song Fengxiao had never invited anyone to his house, and Luo Ning was the first one.

Putting on the slippers cautiously, Luo Ning took a look. The house has three bedrooms and one living room. The decoration is simple, but it is very cozy and it is very clean.

Song Fengxiao handed him a bottle of milk, and found that Luo Ning's eyes were turning around him, and asked amusedly, "Have you seen enough?"

Luo Ning said: "I haven't seen enough, Brother Song, how can you see enough of your handsome face? I'm so rare."

Song Fengxiao rubbed his head, wondering if his mouth had stolen honey.

Luo Ning looked around, "Aren't Auntie and the others here?"

"They're all keeping business." Song Fengxiao replied, the family opened a small supermarket, relying on this small supermarket to gain a foothold in the city.

The two chatted for a while, and spread out the materials on the desk by the balcony. The light-colored sunlight fell, bringing wisps of temperature. It was a rare good weather in winter, which made people feel refreshed.

The handwriting smeared on the paper, and Luo Ning wrote physics questions. His subject is weak, so he can only practice the questions constantly to consolidate the key points and improve his score. Song Fengxiao will help him analyze the test papers and come up with some methods.

Surrounded by all kinds of numbers and symbols in front of him, it was a bit boring, Luo Ning held the tip of the pen, and his eyes followed the bony hand, and unconsciously fell on Song Fengxiao.

Song Fengxiao's side face was coated with a layer of shimmer, with a high nose bridge, a few strands of hair falling on his forehead, his outline softened, moist and gentle, his eyelashes left a light shadow, and his dark pupils shone with light. They are all perfect, based on Luo Ning's aesthetic point.

He looked into Song Fengxiao's eyes and said with emotion: "Brother Song, your eyes seem to have stars."

Especially nice.

Song Fengxiao was helpless, but also mixed with joy, the little bee's obsession with him was almost overflowing, he knew that the little bee had thoughts about him.

But there is no need to show this kind of infatuated eyes all the time, Song Fengxiao suppressed the curvature of the corner of his mouth, and tapped his finger on Luo Ning's forehead, "Don't focus on me, do you still want to learn?"

"Don't peek at me again."

Luo Ning rubbed her head, feeling that Song Fengxiao was a bit sullen, he obviously liked his rainbow fart, there was a smile in his eyes, and he had a serious tone.

But he understands that duplicity must be to maintain that cold and arrogant temperament, after all Song Fengxiao cares about his image.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Luo Ning packed her bags and went home. Staying with Song Fengxiao was much happier than staying at home. He made an appointment to come back tomorrow.

The cheerful voice dissipated, and Song Fengxiao sat alone in the living room. Facing the quiet air, he was inexplicably disappointed. He picked up a small cake on the table, which was in the shape of a childish flower, soft and sweet. Song Fengxiao didn't like sweets, but this would But feel the taste is very good.

During the day, Song’s father and Song’s mother will go out to do business, and at night after dinner, there will be a fixed warm time. There is a TV series in the living room. Gathering in the screen, there is a sour taste of love when looking at each other.

Song Fengxiao came out to get a glass of water. He was not interested in that kind of boring TV series, so he glanced at it inadvertently, and was about to go back to his room.

I heard the actor in the play say a line, "xxx, don't look at me like that, are there stars hidden in your eyes?"

After finishing speaking, the male lead clasped the female lead and kissed the female lead lightly on the eyes. The two hugged each other, murmured and became ambiguous.

Song Fengxiao's ears pricked up, he squeezed the water glass tightly, his eyes turned from bewilderment to understanding.

The words that Luo Ning praised him suddenly popped up in his mind, saying that he seemed to have stars in his eyes.

Is that what it meant?

The little bee is secretly expressing some kind of hint.

No wonder he was looking at him so intently at that time, and his face was getting closer and closer. So it was such an idea?

It's also because he didn't react. Now that I think about it, that bee is getting more and more courageous, and it's getting more and more unrestrained.

Song Fengxiao was a little at a loss. He entered the room with a water glass in a daze, and he was not in the mood to drink water anymore. He kept thinking about it in his mind, and a tinge of red appeared on the base of his ears.

He had to suppress the fluttering thoughts of the little bee. At this age, it was normal to think too much, but before he became an adult, before he went to college, he had to control his thoughts no matter how much he thought, and he had to face his feelings rationally.

Song Fengxiao was thinking about a lot of rhetoric, but his heartbeat was astonishingly fast, as if he was about to jump out in the next second.

When Luo Ning came over again the next day, he did the test paper for a while, then put down the pen in his hand, and secretly observed Song Fengxiao. He didn't know if it was his illusion. Why did he feel that Song Fengxiao was a little nervous and was still avoiding his sight? There was also a little less talking, and the whole person felt uncomfortable.

But these reactions were too subtle, and Song Fengxiao was very calm on the surface, Luo Ning thought that he must have guessed wrong, it was all right, why would Song Fengxiao be nervous.

He couldn't help but look at Song Fengxiao's side face again. From this angle, Song Fengxiao's face was perfectly curved.

Luo Ning was just appreciating normally as a face-controlling person, but Song Fengxiao's back was straightened. He stared at an English book very seriously, as if he was completely immersed in it, and wondered if Luo Ning would say some hints How can he decline the words?

Song Fengxiao's thoughts were a little confused, and when Luo Ning spoke, his heart seemed to lift.

And Luo Ning just asked, "Brother Song, do you want some water?"

Song Fengxiao's heart sank, and at the same time mixed with inexplicable emotions, he replied coldly: "No drink."

He raised his mind, but Luo Ning didn't praise him for his good eyes, and he didn't brag about other rainbow farts. Instead, he seemed to be immersed in the review, very serious.

Song Fengxiao choked on the words he had thought up in advance, staring at the English book, unable to read a single word.

A little doubt popped up in his heart. In the past, the little bee would worship and praise him all day long. Why is he so quiet today? He lowered his head and looked at his clothes. Could it be that he doesn't look good today?

Luo Ning frowned and asked, "Brother Song, do you have something on your mind?"

Otherwise, why keep wandering?

Song Fengxiao immediately said: "I don't have one."

Meeting Luo Ning's clear eyes, Song Fengxiao calmed down. He wanted to advise Luo Ning to study hard and focus on nothing else, why did he panic first.

Song Fengxiao suppressed all kinds of thoughts and calmly relaxed.

There will be a sound of opening the door, and it is Song Ma who came in. After seeing Luo Ning by the balcony, she looked a little surprised, "Xiao Xiao, is this your classmate?"

Song's mother had never seen her son invite his classmates to play at home. Her son didn't like to communicate, and he didn't seem to have any special friends. She was very surprised to see Luo Ning.

Luo Ning smiled politely, "Hello, Auntie."

Song's mother liked Luo Ning at first glance. She was good-looking and had a sweet smile. She enthusiastically brought fruit snacks over, "You're welcome, just play casually at auntie's house and eat whatever you want."

"Thank you auntie."

Song's mother is very happy, her son is only 17 years old, and it is right to make more friends.

She scanned the papers on the table and stopped chatting, fearing to disturb the two of them studying, after getting the things in the room, she gently closed the door and left.

Song Ma's back is very thin, and her skin is yellow. She worked hard in her early years, and she only relaxed after she opened a supermarket. Because she developed a frugal temperament, she didn't know how to take care of herself.

Luo Ning suddenly remembered the original world line, and the source of Song Fengxiao's blackening was not only Qiao Yuming's targeting after the exchange of backgrounds, but also Song Ma's death.

Because of stomach cancer, Song Fengxiao had a hard time during that time, and Qiao Yuming also prevented Song Fengxiao from seeing Song's mother for the last time. This was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Song Fengxiao began to take revenge on Qiao Yuming crazily.

When did Mama Song have cancer symptoms?Is there a problem now?

Luo Ning wondered if he could check earlier, maybe he could avoid this situation, he reminded Song Fengxiao: "Just now I heard that my aunt was coughing, did it last for several days?"

"Why don't you ask your aunt to go to the hospital for an examination, and if you cough for a long time, it may turn into pneumonia."

"By the way, let's do a full body examination. Auntie's body doesn't look very good. You can also see if there are other problems."