It's not my fault to be ugly

Why is my brother so familiar with Xiaoling?As if they have known each other for a long time.

Moreover, even Xiao Ling's birth time is well known, what's going on, it seems that Xiao Ling is his younger brother.

Feng Dingkun's heart was sour, and he was a little absent-minded when his friends celebrated him at night.

"Hey!" Zhuo Ying grabbed his ear and yelled, "Returning to the soul!"

Feng Dingkun was startled by him, and said, "What are you doing? You're so scared!"

"I should be the one asking you this question. You haven't responded for a long time!" Zhuo Ying looked at him dissatisfied: "Are you still thinking about Lu Mingran? He has already returned to school, and you can meet tomorrow OK?!"

"Who, who is thinking about him!" Feng Dingkun blushed.

"Hmph." Zhuo Ying obviously didn't believe it, and said dissatisfied: "He actually came here to cheer you on purpose. I don't even know when you will get back together again."

Feng Dingkun ignored him, and called his elder brother again after eating.Brother Feng's voice was as indifferent as ever: "What's the matter?"

Feng Dingkun was a little angry and asked: "I won the first place in the swimming competition, brother, do you have nothing to say?!"

"congratulations."

Feng Dingkun was fuming with his lukewarm attitude, and asked, "Brother, why did you leave so early and didn't come to my celebration banquet?"

"Feng Dingkun," the other side sighed: "You asked me to watch your game, and I watched it too, what do you want from me?"

I want you to be like other people's older brothers and play with your younger brother!Feng Dingkun said this sentence ten thousand times in his heart, but he still couldn't say it, so he could only hang up the phone short of breath, as if his younger brother was making trouble for no reason.

He packed up his things and went back to school together in Zhuoying's car.

"I didn't expect you to beat Gu You!" Zhuo Ying was so excited that he seemed to be the first one: "Wow, you didn't see the expression on his face when he left, tsk tsk, it was so ugly. And that Xia Kun, I heard the competition As soon as it was over, he was arrested. This guy actually dared to molest you, and even dared to hit Lu Mingran, he really didn't want to live."

Feng Dingkun was still in a low mood.He glanced at Zhuo Ying and asked, "Do you have an older brother?"

"Brother? I don't have a brother, but I do have a sister. But I don't have a good relationship with her."

Feng Dingkun felt a little sympathetic to him, but think about it, the person most in need of sympathy should be himself.Thinking of being surrounded and beaten by Xia Kun's people, and being bullied by Yu Wenning at school, I don't know if my brother really doesn't know, or pretends not to know.

Back to the dormitory building, Feng Dingkun said goodbye to Zhuo Ying, went upstairs and opened his own dormitory.In an instant, many fireworks floated down from the ceiling, sprinkled on his head and face.

"Surprise!" Xiao Ling shouted with a smile: "Our champion is back! Are you surprised?"

Feng Dingkun was a little surprised.Xiao Ling left after he finished the game in the afternoon, but he didn't expect to come back and prepare such a little surprise for himself.

Xiao Ling took his luggage and put it beside the bed, and dragged him into the room.There were refreshments on the table, evidently awaiting his return.

"I know you ate at night, so you didn't prepare a big meal. But would you like my dim sum?"

"Hey, we don't have a kitchen here, where did you cook it?" Feng Dingkun tasted a piece and nodded: "It's delicious!"

Xiao Ling sat down opposite him with a smile: "There is a handicraft workshop outside the school, which provides raw materials for guests to do it themselves."

Feng Dingkun took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Xiaoling blushed, and said a little shyly: "Brother Dingkun usually takes care of me like this, and I should do this."

"Don't call me brother Dingkun." Feng Dingkun felt a little uncomfortable when he thought of his brother: "I heard you talking to my brother this afternoon. He said you were born 10 minutes earlier than me."

Xiao Ling was taken aback, then lowered her long eyelashes embarrassingly, and whispered: "Yeah, I didn't expect that we were born on the same day in the same month, maybe this is fate. I won't call you Brother Dingkun from now on, I'll call you Brother Kun, okay?"

Xiaoling's focus of attention was not known where it went.Feng Dingkun simply asked directly: "Why do you and my brother know each other so well? He even knows your birth time so well."

"Actually, I am a poor student funded by the Feng Corporation." Xiao Ling did not hide it from him: "I have always been very grateful to your brother, and I plan to work for the Feng Corporation after graduation. I never thought that I could become good friends with my benefactor's younger brother. How lucky."

Is that so? !

Feng Dingkun suddenly became enlightened.

The next day was Sunday. Feng Dingkun and Xiao Ling finished their homework in the morning and went to the handicraft workshop outside the school in the afternoon.

Feng Dingkun's pocket money is not enough, but Xiaoling said that he has saved some money from part-time work during this period, so he can invite Feng Dingkun to play.It would be nice to invite Feng Dingkun back when he has money next time.

Two people sat on both sides of the table, making things out of a pile of ingredients on the table.Feng Dingkun was kneading a ball of dough vigorously, Xiao Ling asked him with a smile: "Brother Kun, what are you doing?"

“Cheeseburger!”

"Then I'll make durian mango cake! Let's eat together when it's ready."

"Okay!"

"Your face is covered with flour!" Xiao Ling smiled and wiped his face with his hands.

"Hey! You also have flour on your hands, which made my face even dirtier!" Feng Dingkun hurriedly dodged and patted his face with his hands, but there was more flour on his face.

Xiaoling laughed loudly, "Wait to wash your face when it's done."

The two were talking and laughing, when the doorbell rang, several guests came in.The clerk at the counter quickly walked up to greet him with a smile on his face: "Master Lu, Master Yuwen, welcome, is it the private room from before?"

Feng Dingkun and Xiao Ling raised their heads, just as Lu Mingran was also looking this way.He smiled, said no, walked towards Feng Dingkun, and sat down beside him.

"I'll just sit here." He said to the clerk, then turned to look at Feng Dingkun: "Why are you here to play?"

"Come to play with Xiao Ling."

"Oh, don't you go home on weekends? You won an award, did your brother praise you?"

"No." Feng Dingkun was a little frustrated: "He left without attending my celebration banquet yesterday."

"Maybe he's busy."

Yu Wenning sat aggressively across from the two of them, with a displeased expression on his face.

Lu Mingran and Feng Dingkun pretended not to see him, they were still chatting happily.

"Why didn't you come to my celebration banquet yesterday? I left so early, and I didn't talk to you properly."

"Me?" Lu Mingran raised his neck proudly: "You should be glad that I can honor you and cheer for you. If I just casually go to your celebration banquet, with a bunch of your inexplicable friends, classmates and teammates Chatting, what mystery is there?"

Feng Dingkun looked at him helplessly.

Xiao Ling stood up suddenly.Feng Dingkun and Lu Mingran paused their chat and looked up at him puzzled.Yu Wenning also turned to stare at him.

"...I'll take the bread to the oven." He took a deep breath, picked up the dough and walked into the shop.

Putting the bread into the oven with a blank expression, Xiao Ling crossed his arms and stood by the door looking at the two talking and laughing people outside. Lu Mingran was still helping Feng Dingkun wipe the flour off his face.

"My guest, your bread is ready." The clerk's voice came from next to my ear.

Ling Yuxin came back to his senses and gave him a gloomy look. Instead of picking up the bread, he left directly through the back door of the shop.

"Hey, didn't Xiao Ling go to bake bread? Why hasn't he come back?" Feng Dingkun looked for Xiao Ling suspiciously, but was told by the clerk that he had left.

He came back with the baked bread and heard Yu Wenning talking to Lu Mingran.

"Why are you being so nice to him? Don't tell me you really take this poor, ugly bastard as your friend."

"Whom do I want to be friends with?"

"Don't be funny! He doesn't really want to be friends with you at all, he just covets your appearance!"

Feng Dingkun was so angry that he was about to explode. He walked over and put the bread on the table, glaring at Yu Wenning: "Stop talking nonsense! You know how to speak ill of me behind my back, you are really despicable!"

"Am I wrong?! Look at Lu Mingran's eyes, only blind people can't see it!"

"I really want to be friends with him, not because of his appearance! If I'm the kind of person who only likes a good-looking face, why don't I fall in love with myself! If I'm greedy for beauty, why don't I just hang out with him all day long?" Take a look at yourself in the mirror!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Lu Mingran and Yu Wenning, but also the shop assistants and other customers looked over.

"Wow, is that Lu Mingran?" "Yes, yes! Who is next to him? Why are there so many scars on that person's face?"

Yu Wenning couldn't stop laughing: "Is there something wrong with your brain? Do you really think you are a peerless handsome man? It seems that you are not only shameless and thick-skinned, but also extremely narcissistic!"

Lu Mingran stood up and looked at Yu Wenning coldly: "Please don't talk to my friends like this."

Yu Wenning nodded: "That's good, he is your friend, and I am nothing."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the shop quickly.

Lu Mingran had a headache on his face.

Although Yu Wenning spoke too much, Feng Dingkun was a little moved by Lu Mingran's words of defense.Lu Mingran looked at him: "Let me tell you, last time I saw so many selfies on your phone, do you really think you look good?"

"Yes." Feng Dingkun looked at Lu Mingran in puzzlement: "Not only myself, but my friends also praised me for my good looks."

Lu Mingran couldn't help but look at him helplessly, and asked the clerk to take a box to pack the pastries he made.

"Why don't you believe me? I have scars on my face. When the scars on my face are healed, you will know what I look like."

"How did you get the scar on your face?"

"I used to fight with others and accidentally caused a fire."

"Oh, so you used to be a bad boy?"

"No, they came to provoke me." Feng Dingkun packed the cheeseburgers one by one, and walked out of the handmade shop side by side with Lu Mingran: "Why do you have to play with Yu Wenning? He is too annoying."

"His mother is my cousin, and we grew up together."

No wonder the two often act together.

"By the way, this is for you. You always invite me to eat, and I will treat you once." Feng Dingkun handed a box containing a cheeseburger to Lu Mingran.

"Thank you, you can take these back." Lu Mingran also handed him the pastry box in his hand.

Feng Dingkun took it over, and said with a smile: "Actually, you were the one who invited me to eat, right?"

"Who said that?" Lu Mingran was like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "It was given to me by my support club. Don't think about it. Why should I make food for you myself? I don't have time There's nowhere to use it!"

"Oh." Feng Dingkun drooped his shoulders and looked at him disappointedly.

Lu Mingran looked at his lost look, and seemed to regret his impulsiveness, but he had already said his words, and there was no reason to take them back.The two returned to school silently all the way.

Ling Yuxin took a puff of cigarette familiarly, looked at Pei Fei: "Where are you going to play?"

"You'll know when you get there." Pei Fei drove the car, looking ahead, and the speed was close to 150 yards.

Ling Yuxin stopped asking, and casually took Pei Fei's mobile phone to play games.He looked through Pei Fei's phone contacts, and saw Feng Dingkun's phone number not surprisingly.

Ling Yuxin thought for a while, raised the corners of his mouth, edited again, and changed the phone number to his own.