After wearing a paranoid bamboo horse of abusive male protagonists

You brother control!

"Pa-ta, pa-ta", bead-like raindrops fell from the sky and hit the window glass.

In a blink of an eye, there was the sound of "rustling" rain outside the classroom.

The pen in Song Qingshi's hand paused, and he turned his head to look out the window. It was already raining heavily.

He turned his head to look at the seat at the rear left, and Lu Yanchen was indeed not in his seat.

"Did you watch the latest episode of Naruto last night? Shikamaru fought Tayuya, it was so cool!" Huang Tingting discussed the latest Naruto story with her tablemate while eating spicy noodles.

At this time, she suddenly felt a light poke on her shoulder. She turned her head and saw that Song Qingshi, who was sitting in the back row of her, rarely took the initiative to talk to her: "Excuse me, have you brought an umbrella?"

Huang Tingting glanced at him in surprise, and said, "I brought it, what's the matter?"

Song Qingshi said softly: "Can I borrow it?"

He always speaks in a soft voice, and his eyes are always gentle and soft when looking at people, like a harmless small animal, which makes people unconsciously let go of their guard against him.

Huang Tingting pointed to the back of the classroom and said, "I put it behind the door, the transparent one, go and get it yourself."

"Thank you."

Downstairs, Song Qingshi opened his umbrella and stepped into the rain.

Bean-sized raindrops fell on the umbrella like beads with a broken thread, slid down the umbrella surface, and dripped from the umbrella tip.

However, there are also some stubborn raindrops adsorbed on the umbrella surface like shiny transparent pearls, reflecting colorful light from time to time.

Through the transparent umbrella covered with water droplets, one can vaguely see Song Qingshi's slightly distant eyebrows and soft black hair behind the ears.

The hand holding the umbrella was pale and slender, like some kind of slender plant flower stem, which would break if it was folded.

Song Qingshi held an umbrella and walked through the corner of the wall, passing by the flower bed at the corner, several clusters of blue-purple hydrangeas gathered together, the rain hit them, and the splashed water wetted his trouser legs.

Time flies, and a few years have passed in a blink of an eye. Song Qingshi is already a 14-year-old junior high school student.

Time has allowed Song Qingshi to lose his childish appearance and elevate his height, but he is still slender and thin, and there is always a faint sense of transparency around his body. transparent body.

Only at this time, he will take off his usual disguise, revealing his true face, alienated and indifferent, always looking at the outside world with an indifference that has nothing to do with him.

Song Qingshi walked around the corner and went straight to the school canteen.

Teenagers were just growing up, and Lu Yanchen would cry hungry after every two classes, and would always come to the canteen to buy something to eat when get out of class was over.

But it wasn't raining just after class, so Lu Yanchen didn't bring an umbrella.

Before approaching the commissary, Song Qingshi caught sight of Lu Yanchen, and his indifferent eyes suddenly softened.

Lu Yanchen was standing at the entrance of the canteen, holding a plastic bag with some snacks in his hand. He raised his head and looked at the rain quite blankly.

He is obviously one year younger than him, but Lu Yanchen is now half a head taller than him, and he looks very thin.

But it doesn't make people feel thin. Unlike Song Qingshi's slenderness, he gives people a sense of just right slenderness.

After the transformation of time, the baby fat of his childhood has completely disappeared, and the contours of his facial features have gradually become clearer. He has well integrated the advantages of Liu Mei and Lu Chenglin, with two characteristics of gentleness and beauty. His nose and chin are Zhou Zheng's, but those eyes, which are always bright, are slanted up, bright and gentle, very attractive at first glance.

As if aware of Song Qingshi's gaze, he turned his head and looked this way, the corners of his mouth raised when he saw Song Qingshi, waved to him, and called "Brother".

The boy's voice is clear and bright, with a slight magnetism, and it sounds nice.

Song Qingshi was standing in front of him with an umbrella. He bowed his body and got under the umbrella, and then he consciously grasped the handle of the umbrella. His palm was on the back of Song Qingshi's hand. Both of their hands were white, but Lu Yanchen's hand was much whiter than his. A circle bigger, with slender fingers and well-defined joints. Compared with his, Song Qingshi's hands are slender and soft, and he can easily wrap them in his palms.

Lu Yanchen said: "Brother, your hands are so cold."

Song Qingshi pulled out his hand, and said in a warm voice, "It's always been like this."

The two held an umbrella together and walked towards the teaching building side by side.

On the way, Lu Yanchen complained to him that the rain came too suddenly, and it began to fall as soon as he stepped into the canteen, but luckily he was there to pick him up.

Then, he asked who the umbrella belonged to, and Song Qingshi said, "Huang Tingting's."

The two stepped into the classroom one after the other, and they attracted the attention of many students as soon as they entered the door.

There is no way, the two brothers are so eye-catching in the same frame. Not only do they have good grades, but they are also good-looking. They almost kill others.

Huang Tingting yelled at them: "You are back."

Lu Yanchen responded, and he threw a pack of Mimi to her, and said, "Thanks, I left your umbrella to dry in the corridor."

Huang Tingting said generously: "It's okay." She unceremoniously tore open the packaging bag and ate.

Song Qingshi sat down in his seat, and the students around him were still fighting and shouting, but he was still able to calm down and do his homework without paying attention.

Lu Yanchen stood by his seat, took out a bag of bread and a bottle of yogurt from his bag and put them on his table, leaving another portion of the same bread and yogurt.

Song Qingshi put them on the table very naturally, he was used to Lu Yanchen buying his share no matter what he bought.

At this moment, the students at the next table were dividing the oranges, seeing that Lu Yanchen was also dividing the oranges, and said: "Lu Yanchen, go on."

Lu Yanchen reached out to pick it up, took a look at the orange, then broke it into two pieces, ate one piece himself, and fed the other piece to Song Qingshi's mouth.

Song Qingshi subconsciously opened his mouth and took the orange in his mouth, and his soft lips touched his fingertips inadvertently.

When the students around saw it, their teeth became sour, and they couldn't help but gasped: "Lu Yanchen, you are too nasty."

Even Huang Tingting couldn't help complaining: "You bastard!"

In the eyes of outsiders, the relationship between their brothers is too good. Not only have they never blushed or quarreled, but they are also sticky and greasy. This is not the way brothers get along, it is simply love The mode of getting along between the young lovers.

But they also knew that Song Qingshi had grown up with Lu Yanchen since he was a child, so they didn't think much about it, they just thought that Lu Yanchen's elder brother controlled him!

Song Qingshi's eyelashes trembled. He seemed calm, but in fact his skin was already thin and hot. This was completely a subconscious reaction of his body. Who made Chenchen feed him all kinds of things since he was a child, which caused him to feed him now? With his actions, he opened his mouth reflexively.

He raised his eyelids and observed Lu Yanchen's reaction secretly, but he saw Lu Yanchen said very calmly: "What's wrong with brother control, what's wrong with brother control?"

Lu Yanchen raised his hand, lightly pressed the top of Song Qingshi's head, shook the bag in his hand, and said, "I'm going back first."

He was taller than Song Qingshi, so he naturally sat a little further back.

Huang Tingting watched his leaving back, narrowed her eyes, and suddenly approached Song Qing mysteriously, and said in a low voice: "Today, someone sent a love letter to Lu Yanchen, do you know?"

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, the nib of the pen with stable handwriting was crooked, and a clear scratch was drawn on the workbook.

He paused, picked up the pen again, and said calmly, "I don't know."

It's just that the handwriting on the homework book was obviously much more scribbled than before, and he heaved a sigh of relief. Chen Chen hadn't told him about it.

Huang Tingting sighed, and said in a very sophisticated tone: "But it's not surprising, many girls in our class like your brother, there are always one or two brave ones, but I don't know who it is, I heard it is Someone secretly stuffed it in your younger brother's drawer while practicing between classes."

After all, Lu Yanchen is handsome, has good grades, and is always the number one in his class. In addition, he is also good at sports, and he is easy to get along with. He can chat with everyone in the class. like.

The only shortcoming may be that the elder brother controls it.

Although Song Qingshi was also good-looking and had excellent grades, he was always in the top three in his class, and if you look closely, his facial features are actually more refined than Lu Yanchen.

However, he is too soft-tempered. From outsiders' eyes, it seems that his younger brother is the one who decides for him. Therefore, the girls in the class are more willing to treat him as a younger brother than to admire him.

And after getting along for a long time, you can actually find the unconscious indifference in his bones. He has been in the same class for so long, except for Lu Yanchen, it is rare to see him take the initiative to talk to others.

Even Huang Tingting, who loves to talk, talked to him and teased him from time to time after class, but he couldn't make him take the initiative to talk to her.

Hearing Huang Tingting say that many girls in the class like Lu Yanchen, Song Qingshi's pen tip paused again, and he lowered his eyelids, seemingly unintentionally: "Are there many?"

Huang Tingting's eyes widened, she was very surprised: "You don't know?"

Song Qingshi lowered his eyelids: "I'm not sure."

In fact, his expression didn't change much from before, but Huang Tingting keenly sensed that Song Qingshi seemed a little unhappy at the moment.

In fact, it wasn't that he didn't know that Lu Yanchen was very popular. Since he was a child, some classmates always approached Lu Yanchen and asked him if he wanted to play together. Obviously, the two of them stayed together all the time.

But Lu Yanchen is as inconspicuous as the sun, and Song Qingshi is as inconspicuous as the moon under the sun.

However, Song Qingshi was not dissatisfied with this. He didn't like to attract attention. At first, he was jealous because people kept looking for Lu Yanchen. The minister was obviously his, but these people always wanted to snatch him away.

But after a long time, he got used to it. He thought that these students in junior high school would be the same as before. They just wanted to make friends with Chen Chen, but he didn't expect that there was a heart of admiration mixed in...

Why didn't he realize earlier that he was too indifferent to others, but other than Chenchen, other people were not important to him at all.

Thinking about it carefully, Chenchen became more popular with girls only after he entered the second year of junior high school. It was probably because he grew by more than ten centimeters in height this year. In the first year of junior high school tomorrow, he was just like him. .

Huang Tingting counted with her fingers: "As far as I know, there are Jiang Zixuan, Ye Xiao, Lin Simeng..."

As more and more names came out of Huang Tingting's mouth, the expression on Song Qingshi's face became lighter and weaker.

After Huang Tingting finished counting, she gossiped with him in a low voice: "Hey, do you like any of these girls that your brother likes?"

Song Qingshi's fingers curled up unconsciously, he stroked the body of the pen lightly, and whispered: "I don't know."

He and Lu Yanchen rarely talked about the girls in the class.

Huang Tingting said: "Then you go back and ask him, aren't you brothers?"

"Ah."

Song Qingshi responded casually, but he couldn't concentrate his thoughts. He usually listened carefully to the class and didn't listen to a word today.

In fact, compared to the fact that someone in the class sent Lu Yanchen a love letter, and many people liked Lu Yanchen, the fact that Lu Yanchen concealed something from him had a greater impact on him.

Chen Chen has his own secret...

The author says:

After entering the middle school chapter, Qingshi's perspective will be more, because he was tempted first, but Chenchen will also have a lot, Chenchen loves but doesn't know it;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!