Withdrawal reaction [ABO]

Wei Xinran has grown up so much, and has never talked so many words to Wei Yingran.

"Then big brother~" Wei Xinran lay on Wei Yingran's office chair, with his two long legs resting on the desk, "What do you want to wear at night?"

Wei Yingran gave him a disgusted look, and said coldly, "Put your legs down for me."

Wei Xinran not only refused to listen, but also smoked in Wei Yingran's office.

He hasn't put on makeup yet, and still has Wei Xinran's face. His slightly long hair is tied back, and his deep eyes are half-closed lazily. When he has restrained his hostility and vigor, he looks like a lazy college student.

His face was blurred behind the smoke, but it was rare for him to remove all disguise, he didn't even care about the button of his shirt, and he curled up in the chair lazily and dejectedly.

Wei Yingran leaned against the door of the farthest cloakroom, feeling his face so clearly for the first time.

"Wei Xinran." Wei Yingran called him.

Wei Xinran raised his head and let out a puff of smoke, and replied, "What are you doing?"

Wei Yingran originally wanted to say "Pip the cigarette for me", but just as he opened his mouth, Wei Xinran interrupted him while smoking a cigarette casually.

"I'm going to die, why do you have so many things to do?" Wei Xinran said, "Hurry up and pick out a damn dress for me, don't f**king pick and search."

The little bit of sympathy that Wei Yingran felt for him just now disappeared.

Wei Yingran has always been used to being rigorous and conscientious. Seeing Wei Xinran's appearance made her angry. After picking out clothes for a long time, she still couldn't hold back, and said, "Wei Xinran, don't you ever act like a human being?"

Wei Xinran's hand holding the cigarette stopped at his mouth, and then he looked at Wei Yingran expressionlessly, his dark eyes were bottomless.

He didn't even make a self-deprecating smile, but just looked at Wei Yingran stupidly.

"Brother, do you think this is a sarcasm?" Wei Xinran said, "It's very difficult for people like me and Bai Mu to live."

"Live like a person, do you know how ridiculously greedy it is?"

Wei Yingran didn't say anything, but what he was thinking about was the word "white wood".

The word Baimu seemed very familiar to him, but he couldn't tell who it was.

"I will never see the light, I will always do those shady activities, I will always remain anonymous, and I will not even have my own name when I die."

"When I die, no one will remember my existence. After all, I have too many false identities, and no one knows which one is me."

"I don't even know how to love. In the eyes of Wei Bu and you, I have never been considered a person, have I?"

Wei Xinran looked up at the ceiling, and rarely said a lot of words, which seemed to be for Wei Yingran, but more like for himself.

Wei Yingran handed him all the clothes, his mind was full of "Who the hell is Bai Mu", and he said indiscriminately: "At least you can dance with the person you like before you die."

While putting on his clothes, Wei Xinran asked blankly, "What are you doing?"

Wei Yingran crossed his legs on the sofa, turned on his mobile phone and searched for the word "white wood", without raising his head, he said, "There will probably be a dance, and you want to dance with Song Yanzhi. Don't tell me you can't even do this." Won't."

Wei Xin nodded and asked, "I can do this, but who said I like Song Yanzhi?"

Wei Yingran froze for a moment, and looked at Wei Xinran with a distorted expression: "Who doesn't know that you are his licking dog?"

Wei Xinran: "..."

Wei Xinran realized that he couldn't explain this question clearly, so he asked helplessly, "What is liking?"

Wei Yingran still searched for "Baimu" but found nothing. He frowned and said, "I want to see him, I want to see him if I don't want tea or food."

Wei Xinran thought about it silently, opened the suitcase for makeup, and said nothing.

So, does he like Song Yanning?

He seemed... really... really wanted to see Song Yanning.

Is it a protective psychology for the weak?It doesn't seem to be very similar, after all, Wei Xinran, who is weaker than him, has seen a few of them, so he doesn't feel this way.

Is it guilt?Because he did something wrong with him?It doesn't seem to be the case, after all, Wei Xinran has grown up so much, so he doesn't feel guilty at all.

No way, he really likes Song Yanning, right?

To be honest, he just wanted to use Song Yanning as an experiment to see if he could really have feelings.

As for dating him, it seems that it is just an inevitable process for ordinary people to date.

No way, he did his own fake show for real, didn't he fall?

Wei Xinran recalled his reaction to Song Yanning, and suddenly found that he often blushed because of Song Yanning.Wei Xinran's hand trembled, and the hair scissors in his hand almost cut his neck.

This is not a good thing, after all Song Yanning's heart is full of that Lu Yunyan.

With the lessons learned from Xiang Zhi, Wei Xinran knows that only those who like themselves have the value of being liked.

Otherwise it's bullshit.

"Hello, Wei Yingran."

Wei Xinran cut her hair to look like Wei Yingran, and put a special camouflage paste on her face to make herself look like Wei Yingran.

"How do you know, do other people like you?"

Wei Yingran raised his head, temporarily put down his computer, looked at Wei Xinran silently, and nodded in satisfaction.

Matchstick Men

"I don't like you." Wei Yingran was categorical and could not refuse.

Wei Xinran: "...I know."

"That's good." Wei Yingran said while continuing to search for "Bai Mu", "If he thinks about you, he likes you."

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows, raised his legs and walked towards the door.

"Wei Xinran."

Wei Yingran stopped him, and Wei Yingran turned his head, seeing Wei Yingran sitting on the sofa elegantly, his eyes fell on the computer screen, without raising his head, his tone was flat.

"Don't think Song Yanning likes you. He only has Lu Yunyan in his heart."

Wei Xinran was unavoidably annoyed when someone saw through his mind, "What's none of your business?"

"It's nothing." Wei Yingran tilted his head, "Seeing that you are going to die, I can't bear to see you die like a fool."

Wei Xinran gritted his teeth.

"Of course you don't believe me." Wei Yingran sneered, "Why don't you tell Xiao Ning your identity and see if he will stop you? Anyway, don't worry about him telling the truth. No one in the Song family or Lu family believes him."

Wei Xinran stood at the door, silent for a long time, slammed the door hard and left.

Wei Yingran looked up at the door, his eyes turned cold.

Wei Yingran lied to Wei Xinran.

Even if the Song family knew that "Wei Yingran" would die tonight, Song Yanning would not know about it.

So no matter whether Wei Xinran tried it or not, with Wei Xinran's temperament, he would never have any other thoughts about Song Yanning.

Wei Xinran is unfathomable, but in some aspects, it is surprisingly simple and easy to understand.

He doesn't understand feelings, he only knows what to say, everything is sharp and sharp, even if he loves someone, he will follow the so-called rules and steps.

Once his premise "love him" is verified as uncertain, he will not continue to deduce it.

That is unsolvable.

He won't pay attention anymore.

In this way, Song Yanning can escape Wei Xinran's attention.

Wei Yingran let out a long sigh.

Wei Xinran is a lunatic, and a lunatic on the verge of death.

No one knew what Wei Xinran would do, it was entirely possible that he would do things to hurt Song Yanning because of his obsession with gaining affection.

After all, Wei Xinran was very warm to Song Yanning a few days ago, not like he likes it, but rather like he is desperate and dying.

So Wei Yingran had to break his mind.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Ning." Wei Yingran said softly, "This is the only way I can protect you."

Song Yanning didn't need any protection.

If the heart is completely broken, there will be no pain at all.

Song Yanning stood at the door, staring blankly at the closed door.

The voice of Huan Ai came from the door, it was the interweaving of two voices that he was all too familiar with.

"After all, today is the day to announce your engagement with Xiao Ning. Isn't it appropriate for us to do this?" Song Yanning's voice came from the room.

"Inappropriate?" Lu Yunyan said inexplicably, "Xiaozhi, didn't you leave Wei Yingran behind and come first?"

"Why?" He paused, his voice soft, "Didn't you come here first to find me?"

Song Yanning couldn't take it anymore.

He flung open the door.

Song Yanzhi pretended to be surprised, and hid in Lu Yunyan's arms.Lu Yunyan didn't hide at all, he just let Song Yanning watch, and even became intimate on purpose.

Song Yanning bit her lip.

Song Yanzhi obviously laughed happily, but he still pretended to be frightened and aggrieved.Those who are favored can always be wronged.

Song Yanning grabbed the pants on both sides of her tightly, all the grievances came to her mouth but she couldn't say it.

Say what?

Said he was sad, said he was in pain, said he was uncomfortable?

If they cared a little about how he felt, they wouldn't do that kind of thing in his room, would they?

Song Yanning's voice was full of forbearance, and he said tremblingly, "I'll get my clothes."

Lu Yunyan's eyes darkened, and he said coldly, "It's on the table, get out and wear it."

Song Yanning loosened and clenched her fingers, forced back the tears, and picked up the box on the side table.There was also the orange-red floral dress under the box, Song Yanning froze in place.

"Throw away that skirt." Lu Yunyan said, "Let me see it again, you know it in your heart."

Song Yanning shivered.

When the door was closed, Song Yanning finally lost all strength, leaned against the wall slowly and silently, and sat down on the ground.

He probably didn't love Lu Yunyan long ago.

My heart was numb, so numb that it was chilling.

But the inertia of 11 years was too great, he couldn't brake the car, couldn't stop himself, so he could only continue to hurt.

Song Yanning wiped her tears with her skirt and got up by herself.

It's okay, it's okay.He is used to it.

The most important thing now is to use this time to find out the cause of the teacher's death.

He himself was never important.

Song Yanning took a deep breath, and when she was about to sneak into Lu Mo's office, she turned around and bumped into someone.

Song Yanning took a few steps back in panic, looked up and saw Wei Yingran looking down at him.

For some reason, Song Yanning always felt that Wei Yingran was extremely gloomy today, with the ruthlessness in his eyes ready to move under the cover of darkness.

Song Yanning was a little afraid of such Wei Yingran.

"Brother?" Song Yanning asked suspiciously, "You...what's wrong with you?"

Wei Xinran looked at the skirt in Song Yanning's hand and tightened his fingers.

"Xiao Ning, would you like to chat with me for a while?" Wei Xinran asked in Wei Yingran's voice and tone, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

This was the tone Wei Yingran wanted him to take the initiative to confess his mistakes.

Song Yanning thought that Wei Yingran knew that he was going to sneak into Lu Mo's study, and suddenly became nervous.

But this tension, in Wei Xinran's eyes, was deliberately concealed.

"Sorry, brother." Song Yanning took a few steps back, "I have to change clothes."

The corners of Wei Xinran's mouth were tightly pursed, and after a long time, he asked, "Which skirt?"

Song Yanning subconsciously told the truth: "No, this one has to be thrown away."

thrown away.

Wei Xin frowned.

look.Abandoned like nothing.

"Okay." Wei Xinran nodded, "I see."

I don't care about people who don't love me.

Song Yanning was no different from the others.

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