Dare to try to hide?

"..."

Ling Shun lowered his head even lower, and the hair on the ear temples could not wait to fall into the rice bowl.

Although it is not a scar, Ling Shun has not told anyone around him, nor does he intend to.

Especially after the parents left, no one cares whether they get married or not in the future.

Ling Shun wouldn't harm others, so his self-acceptance was pretty good.

But admit it openly, there are still some difficulties.

"What a surprise. I thought brother Ling Shun was the kind of good student who only studied."

"Did my brother often send this kind of photos to others before?"

"No!" Ling Shun quickly denied.

Ling Shun didn't expect this to happen today.

"Speaking of the heater in my room, it's not because my brother deliberately prevented the workers from repairing—"

"No. It's really not fixed." Ling Shun hurriedly explained, "If you really mind, let's change the room. It's nothing to me without heating..."

Ling Shun's tone has changed a little anxiously.

After the explanation, there was a long silence before Ling Shun said, "Can you please, don't say it. I won't affect you, absolutely not. I will move out when I grow up."

"Don't tell it? What are you talking about? Have you ever had an ex-boyfriend?"

"Ah."

Ling Shun's voice was very low.

After Jiang Shu listened, he smiled, as if thinking of something interesting, he directly extended his hand to Ling Shun, "Give me the phone."

"What?"

"Please don't say it, but you don't listen to anything. Is this the attitude of my brother begging for help?"

Ling Shun gritted his teeth, and obediently handed over the phone.

Jiang Shu took it, and used his mobile phone to write down the number that he sent the picture to Ling Shun just now.

Edited a text message in front of Ling Shun.

[Ling Shun is already asleep, talk to me if you don't mind? 】

After editing, Jiang Shu quickly selected two pictures from his phone, and clicked send directly.

"What did you send?" Jiang Shu moved so fast that before Ling Shun could see clearly, the picture and text had already been sent out.

Without hesitation, Jiang Shu spread the phone in front of Ling Shun.

Seeing the pictures sent out, Ling Shun was dumbfounded.

... The picture that the other party sent just now said that it was a bit inappropriate for children.

Jiang Shufa's past... Even in the videos published and distributed by regular overseas companies, they have to be mosaiced before they can be sold.

And the angle is very intriguing...

The figure does not match the age, unexpectedly mature.

"You—" For a moment, all Ling Shun's words were stuck in his throat.

The blush on the earlobe has spread to the face.

He quickly pushed the phone back.

"What's the matter? Is it the size that makes my brother feel ashamed? Can't compare with that beast?"

"No."

Ling Shun was speechless, "You are still young, how could you take this kind of photo...I mean..."

"Oh, I used to compare myself with my brothers, what's wrong with taking two photos?"

Ling Shun: "..."

"When you encounter this kind of harassment, you have to be more coquettish than him. My brother is so easy to bully, so that people have the guts to covet him."

Jiang Shu looked at Ling Shun who bowed his head.

Surprisingly simple.

Don't say betrayers will come back to harass.

With this look, who wouldn't want to be bullied twice?

"By the way, do you need to take a few more selfies for my brother, next time—"

"No need, no need."

Ling Shun couldn't finish the second half of the meal. After throwing the bowl into the dishwasher, he hurried upstairs.

When I sat at the desk, my mood was still a little restless.

The photos that Jiang Shu posted in the past just now had too much impact on adolescents.

As soon as Ling Shun picked up the pen, the images that appeared in his mind had nothing to do with the exercises in the books.

After writing the questions for a while with my erratic thoughts, I heard someone coming in from the bedroom.

Know who it is without asking.

Hearing that the other party entered the bathroom and came out after taking a shower, he pulled a chair and sat next to Ling Shun very naturally.

"I'll change rooms with you when I finish writing."

"Who told you to go?"

"Aren't you afraid it will affect you?" Ling Shun still didn't dare to raise his head when talking to the other party.

"What do you think you can influence me? You can blush like this just by looking at a picture, if you show it to my brother-"

"Jiang Shu!" Ling Shun clenched the pen in his hand and interrupted him directly.

Mingming is younger than him, yet he can say such words.

"Is that shy?"

Ling Shun gritted his teeth and didn't plan to talk to him.

After finishing his homework, Ling Shun turned off the light and went into the bathroom, washed up and got dressed before coming out.

The other party said that he came to make a bed on the floor, but now he came uninvited and directly lay on the bed.

It's not the same as when I drank too much yesterday, lying carefully on the edge of the bed, but directly occupying most of the bed.

In the end, under the fence, Ling Shun endured, walked around Jiang Shu, and prepared to lie down in the narrow space on the inside.

However, when she just pulled up the quilt and lay down, she didn't fall on the soft pillow.

Instead, he was stung by the book under the pillow.

"What are you doing grabbing my pillow?"

"The pillow is too low and uncomfortable. The height of the two stacked is just right." Before the other party got angry, Jiang Shu quickly explained, "You will share half." After finishing speaking, Jiang Shu stepped aside to make room for Ling Shun Empty space for half a pillow.

Ling Shun: ...

Same goes for no pillows.

Ling Shun ignored him, and lay down directly on the flat bed, wrapped in a quilt, and turned sideways.

Just closing your eyes, what hit you was not bursts of drowsiness.

It was earlier...those pictures.

Especially since the culprit was lying less than one person away.

I don't know if it's because the floor heating is too hot or the quilt is too thick, Ling Shun feels more and more hot and uncomfortable.

In the end, he just lifted the quilt and curled up on the side of the bed, trying to fall asleep.

But the harder he tried to fall asleep, the clearer the sound of breathing not far from him became.

The smell of tobacco and alcohol on the clothes, mixed with the smell of shower gel.

A little disturbing.

Ling Shun turned his head and took a peek, only to find that Jiang Shu had fallen asleep.

He simply gave him the bed, went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, and then hugged his quilt to make the floor.

Monday is always the hardest day to get up.

When Ling Shun was woken up by the first alarm clock, he saw that the time was still early, and just about to go back to sleep, he found that the other party had already returned from morning exercise.

"Morning." Jiang Shu greeted while changing his clothes.

"morning."

"Why did brother sleep on the floor yesterday?"

"You don't sleep well, you are too noisy." Ling Shun made up a sentence.

Jiang Shu didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing this, Ling Shun was too embarrassed to go back to sleep.

However, when I was just getting ready, I felt something was wrong.

The quilt...was wet.

Ling Shun was a little strange for a while, but he felt it carefully.

It's not that the quilt is wet.

But close-fitting clothing...

Ling Shun instantly realized what was going on.

Although Ling Shun couldn't remember exactly what Ling Shun dreamed about last night.

But I vaguely remember that it has something to do with the pictures I saw during dinner.

It wasn't from the ex, but from Jiang Shu.

Can't remember the picture.

But the touch has not been forgotten.

It seems to be, in the classroom of the school...

Ling Shun didn't want to recall the specific details, nor did he dare to recall them.

Ling Shun raised his eyes and glanced at the young boy not far away, probably not aware of the abnormal situation on his side.

that's terrible.

Ling Shun was talking about himself.

Even if it was a dream, his moral conscience would not allow Ling Shun to dream of such things.

This situation had already happened when he was twelve or thirteen years old, and Ling Shun knew how to deal with it.

"What's wrong, brother?" Jiang Shu also sat on the ground, resting his head on his hands, looking at Ling Shun.

"No, it's nothing." Ling Shun turned on the phone pretendingly, and glanced at the time, "I'll sleep for another 10 minutes, you go downstairs for dinner first."

Ling Shun hoped that he would go out quickly.