I heard you want to flirt with me?

On winter nights, the wind is bitter.

Song Suqing felt cold and didn't want to walk back, so she pulled Su Yunche and squeezed onto the last bus.

But I found that the car was full of students returning late, maybe it was the winter vacation, so let's take advantage of tonight to let myself go.

They had no seats, so they had to hold on to the rings and wobble along with the car.

With a sudden brake, Song Suqing's whole body shook violently and almost fell down. Fortunately, Su Yunche quickly grabbed his arm with his sharp eyes.

"Are you okay?" Su Yunche saw that he was in a daze, with his eyes half-closed.

"It's okay, it's just that I didn't stand firm."

Song Suqing stood up straight in an instant, holding the ring tightly with both hands, and made a very energetic appearance, but soon his entire eyelids drooped, and sleepiness crawled up his forehead.

It may be that I did too much physical work just now, and I was already a little tired. When I was still staggering on the bus, I was more likely to get sleepy.

Su Yunche saw that he looked like he might fall to the ground to sleep at any moment, so he could only pat himself on the shoulder: "Song Er, lean on me."

"What?" Song Suqing half-closed her eyes, eyes hazy.

Su Yunche pressed his head on his shoulder, touched his head, patted it lightly, and smoothed his hair, his voice became inexplicably soft.

"Just sleep on it, and I'll let you know when it arrives."

"uh-huh……"

Song Suqing loosened the ring, and all her strength was on Su Yunche's body. She leaned her head against his shoulder and rubbed her head lightly, trying to find a comfortable position, but accidentally smelled a faint milky fragrance.

Oh... It should be the milk that Aunt Lan gave them just now, and there is still some smell on Brother Che's body. It smells faint and nice.

Suddenly there was a heavy object on his body, and it was a bit uncomfortable to press Su Yunche, but when he lowered his head and heard Song Suqing's gentle breathing, he didn't dare to move at all.

He originally wanted to borrow Song Suqing's shoulder and give him a fulcrum to lean on, but who knew that he put all his strength on it, and even wrapped his arms around his waist when he was confused.

Su Yunche: "..." Is this posture too strange? ! ? !

There were two girls sitting behind them. The moment they saw them hugging each other, their faces were filled with surprise and joy.

One of the girls secretly raised her mobile phone, took a picture of their backs, and muttered softly, "These two little brothers are too good-looking."

Another girl leaned over and said in a low voice, "It's still a couple outfit!"

"Huh~" The two girls looked at each other and winked.

Aunt Lan’s supermarket is not far from Tongzilou, and it takes more than half an hour to take a shortcut. Although I took the bus in a big circle, I got off in 15 minutes.

After getting out of the car, Su Yunche rubbed his numb shoulders under Song Suqing's pressure. Seeing his sleepy look, he let go: "Are you planning to go to my house, or go home by yourself by car."

"En~" Song Suqing just woke up, sat on the chair at the waiting station, looked up at him, unable to open her eyes, "Brother Che, aren't you sleepy?"

"It's okay, I'm used to carrying boxes." Su Yunche put on his hat again, hiding himself in the darkness, and kicked him lightly.

"If you want to go to my house, wake up quickly, there is still a long way to go to Tongzilou."

"kindness!"

Then Song Suqing began to slap his face fiercely, every slap was very crisp, and his face was also reddened visible to the naked eye.

Su Yunche silently gave a thumbs up, he is a werewolf, a little more than a ruthless person.

The night was deep, the cold wind was bleak, and there was no one in the narrow and long alleys. The street lamps shone faintly, illuminating the way ahead.

Song Suqing also wrapped herself in a down jacket, and followed Su Yunche silently, walking staggeringly, his sleepiness was still there.

He fumbled in his pocket, looking for something to refresh himself, and accidentally touched a few firecrackers given by Lan Suyin, he took them out and found that they were still dropped.

These are all for two or three-year-old children to play with, and Aunt Lan actually gave back a big box.

Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, ran up, and walked side by side with Su Yunche: "Brother Che, have you ever played cannon throwing?"

Su Yunche turned to look at him, and saw that he seemed to have woken up, and his whole body was full of energy.

He nodded slightly: "Is it the kind that explodes as soon as you throw it?"

"Yes, but I'm going to show you something new. Look at it. I'm going to start acting."

Song Suqing inserted the cannon between his fingers, took a few steps back, and stood under the beam of the street lamp, the stars gathered on his body.

He strikes a pose and throws it hard.

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound.

"Go, Pikachu!"

Another "Crack!"

"Let's go, Helix Wan!"

Another series of "Split Baba..."

"One Piece, I'm determined!"

"…………"

Damn, retarded! ! !

Su Yunche turned around and left.

"Hey, brother Che!" Song Suqing noticed that the audience was gone, and hurried to catch up, "Brother Che, you don't have to feel a little inferior because you are not good enough for sand sculptures, so you look a little out of place!"

"Get out!" Su Yunche glanced back at him, feeling extremely angry.

He kept muttering in his heart: Am I stupid, even taking him home!

"Brother Che...Brother Che!" Song Suqing followed closely, "I was wrong, Brother Che, I will not be stupid in the future, Brother Che..."

Su Yunche didn't want to pay attention to him, and hurried all the way, but worried that he might not keep up, and then slowly put down his steps, waiting for Song Suqing, who was sleepy and sleepy, to catch up.

He didn't even notice that he had gradually put Song Suqing and Aunt Lan in the same position.

He was born with misfortune, and he had a cold experience, and he behaved extremely indifferently in the world, and there were not many people who could risk his life to protect him.

Aunt Lan who treated him like his own son was counted as one, and Song Suqing who sincerely regarded him as a brother was the other.

He turned his head slightly, and saw that Song Suqing, who was following behind him, was still holding the cannon in his hand. He looked like he wanted to throw it away but didn't dare, so he just lowered his head and played with his fingertips in a daze.

Song Suqing is sincere and frank. Although she is a bit of a duo in sand sculptures, she is also a friend worthy of deep friendship.

Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw Song Suqing took out his mobile phone, took a look, rushed towards him, grabbed his neck, and called out: "Brother Che, let's go, let's go back."

"What's wrong?" Su Yunche walked with his neck hooked, very embarrassed.

"You'll know when you get to Tongzilou." Song Suqing dragged him away quickly, with crooked smiling eyes and raised mouth corners.

They walked quickly through the entrance of the alley. Although there were no street lights nearby, Su Yunche vaguely saw a man standing downstairs with a lot of things in his arms.

Su Yunche quickly grabbed Song Suqing with his backhand: "Wait a minute!" He didn't know who came, but he was waiting downstairs in the middle of the night, there must be something wrong.

Song Suqing was obviously taken aback for a moment: "What's wrong?"

"There are people downstairs..." Su Yunche restrained his voice.

Through the faint moonlight, he found that the man was very tall. He was wearing a black suit and had a big oily hair. It was obvious that there was someone backstage and he looked not to be trifled with.

Song Suqing coughed twice, then smiled sarcastically: "It's because that person came to me, that's why he said to come back early."

"..." Su Yunche let go of his hand, looked up at the man in the distance, "What's your relationship!"

"..." Song Suqing grinned, "He is my dad's personal assistant, named Jian Zang. After my dad went abroad, he took care of my daily life just like Aunt Chen, that is, acted as my driver."

Su Yunche: "..." This might be the life of the rich.

The two walked over slowly, not saying a word to each other tacitly.

When the man downstairs saw Song Suqing, he bowed in a militaristic manner, and shouted righteously: "Mr. Song, I brought what you asked for."

Su Yunche glanced at Jian Zang, he looked only in his early thirties, with a tough face, a pair of thick black sword eyebrows, he looked ferocious when he was not talking, he was not easy to provoke.

This look is too much like a husky.

"Yeah." Song Suqing took the big thing in his arms, and glanced slightly, "That's Brother Che, let's get to know him."

"Yes!"

Wearing a neat suit and brand new leather shoes, Jian Zang stepped directly in front of Su Yunche with a big stride, and suddenly bowed ninety degrees with a sonorous voice: "Thank you, Mr. Su, for taking care of us Mr. Song these days. You have worked hard."

Su Yunche silently took a step back, wanting to stay away from him.As expected of Song Suqing's person, he is the same nonsensical sand sculpture.

"You're welcome." He nodded slightly.

Jian Zang straightened up suddenly, turned to the right neatly, and said loudly, "Mr. Song, goodbye."

Stepping on a pair of thick leather shoes, he disappeared into the alley.

"..." Su Yunche looked at Jian Zang's leaving back: "Is he a bodyguard?"

Song Suqing cushioned the things in her arms, which felt quite heavy: "It's not a bodyguard, it's just a personal assistant. He went to tell a fortune a while ago, and Ban Xian'er said that his life is too irregular, and he always turns day and night upside down, that's why he's getting worse day by day. Thin and hallucinating.

So he went to the army for a few days, accepting a standard life, and ended up like this, but don't worry, Jian Zang won't last long. "Song Suqing laughed foolishly a few times.

Su Yunche snorted lightly.He finally understood what it means to gather like things and divide people into groups. It seems that he should stay away from Song Suqing appropriately, so as not to be polluted by his sand sculpture breath.

He glanced at it and found that Song Suqing was holding a large woven bag covered with pink pig heads.

"What is this?"

"This is an electric blanket. I don't need it at home anyway, so I asked Jianzang to bring it for me." Song Suqing grinned, "This way we won't be cold when we sleep tonight."

Su Yunche: "..."

In the early morning of the next day, the warm sunlight shone through the mist and filled the ground. The alleys were full of cries of hawkers, and the air wafted with this fragrance, which was very attractive and everything was beautiful.

But Su Yunche experienced a nightmare.

He knew that Song Suqing had always been dishonest when sleeping, but he did not expect that this idiot would run into his quilt in the middle of the night, and then punch and kick him.

When he woke up, Song Suqing happily said to him: "Brother Che, I dreamed about a monster last night. I had a fierce struggle and finally succeeded in killing the monster."

Su Yunche gritted his back molars, creaked, and touched his waist: "Damn it, you fucking hit me!"

The thread in Song Suqing's mind suddenly broke, and she knelt on the soft bed with a sound of "Peng", "Brother Che, I was wrong!"

Su Yunche was lying on the bed. Just as he moved lightly, he felt his entire waist twitch. He pointed to the bedside table: "There is a plaster inside, take it out, and stick it on for me."

"Oh."

Song Suqing hurriedly turned over and crawled over, and when she pulled out the drawer, she found that it was full of various medicines, large and small, which were used externally or taken internally, and more than half of some trauma medicines had been used up.

He suddenly remembered the fight between them and Li Song a few months ago, when Su Yunche was also injured the next day, he thought Su Yunche went to see a doctor.

Now that he saw these medicines, he understood that he had always healed himself.

When he heard Jian Zang say that Li Song was sent to the detention center by Brother Che, he was surprised.After all, Li Song is also a local snake, how could he fall into Brother Che's hands, now it seems that Brother Che has the strength to become a local ruffian.

That's why I was so nervous when I saw a stranger downstairs last night?

Su Yunche supported his waist, slightly turned his back to him, and gently rolled up his clothes, revealing a large area of ​​red skin.

"Brother Che..." Song Suqing found out a plaster, but when she turned around and saw Su Yunche's back, she was a little speechless.

Su Yunche was born with fair skin, so even a little injury would become particularly obvious. There were faint scars on his lean and strong back, and a large red color was rendered on the white skin.

Like a noble, glamorous, and rebellious white horse, but because of the secular world, his body is dirty.

"Why are you standing there, put some medicine on me." The chilly wind penetrated into Su Yunche's back, and goose bumps arose.

"Oh." Song Suqing moved very lightly, for fear of hurting him.

The faint scent of plaster gradually diffused, covering up the smell of food wafting from the window.

Su Yunche put down his clothes, looked at his phone, it was past nine o'clock, and he had to help Aunt Lan today.

He gently raised his hand: "Help me up."

Song Suqing carefully supported his waist and pulled him up from the bed, seeing that he didn't dare to use force at all, and his whole body was soft.

"Would you like me to help you dress..."

"roll!"

"Okay!"