It's not my fault to be ugly

Feng Dingkun opened the locker, took out his shoes and put them on.There is still something pressed under the shoe, which seems to be a letter.He opened the letter, and inside was a photo.

A photo of him being painted over that day.

Feng Dingkun was a little dizzy.

He knew that because he was with Lu Mingran, many people hated him.There were many people who threatened him verbally before, but he didn't take it seriously, but he didn't expect these people to be so malicious.

He fought a cold war.

Zhuo Ying jumped over at this time and grabbed his neck: "Old Feng, what are you looking at! Let's go! Eh..."

He grabbed the photo and glanced at it, and immediately became furious, slammed the door of the locker, glanced at the students around them who were peeking at them, and cursed: "It's best not to let me find out who did it! Otherwise, you I can't eat and walk around!"

"Forget it." Feng Dingkun tore up the photo and threw it into the trash can, dragged him to the stadium, and pretended to be relaxed: "Winter vacation is coming soon, where do you plan to go?"

Zhuo Ying took a look at him, and reluctantly replied, "I will probably go skiing abroad."

Feng Dingkun smiled and said, "Wow! I really envy you!"

Zhuo Ying felt bored and felt a little uncomfortable.He only heard about Yu Wenning's banquet later, and regretted that he didn't follow.I always feel that after going through that incident, Feng Dingkun has become more sensitive, and his smile is not as heartless as before.No matter how happy the smile is now, there is a lingering haze between the brows.

Later, he met Pei Fei several times at school, and almost had a conflict.But he knew that even if he beat Pei Fei up and stabbed him a few times, that sunny and cheerful young man Feng Dingkun would never come back.

What's more, even Lu Mingran can't do anything to Pei Fei for the time being, let alone him.

But fortunately, Ling Yuxin got out.

"Do you want to hang out with me?"

"No, I'm going home. I'm going to celebrate the New Year with my family."

On the day of the holiday, the Feng family sent someone to pick him up.Lu Mingran sent him to the car, straightened the scarf for him, and said, "I'll go back to Feng's house to pick you up after the Chinese New Year, just wait for me at home obediently!"

"You know, I'm not a primary school student."

Lu Mingran looked at him for a moment, then leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.Feng Dingkun blushed, glanced at the person sent by the Feng family, and hurriedly jumped into the car.

Lu Mingran burst out laughing, waved at him, and watched him go away.

Zhuo Ying groaned and ran over carrying the suitcase, glanced at the passing car, and wailed, "Old Feng didn't even say goodbye to me!"

Feng Dingkun didn't see Feng Dingqian for more than half a month after returning to Feng's house.Feng Dingqian should have lived in that villa in Jiangshuo City, and rarely came to this old house on the mountain.He wandered around boredly by himself, and finally saw Feng Dingqian after groping through the labyrinth-like old house.

By this time, the scars on his face had all healed. The floor heating was burning in the old house. He was wearing a shirt and trousers, and a beige knitted vest. His hair was a little long, and it was blown wildly by the wind in the corridor.Feng Dingqian was coming back from the outside, his body was covered with cold air, and a group of people followed him.

He was reaching out to untie the scarf around his neck, when he saw Feng Dingkun on the porch, he thought he saw a ghost in this ancient house, and he staggered in fright.

Feng Dingkun hurried over and asked blankly, "Brother, when can I go out?"

The eldest brother of the Feng family was rubbing his chest with lingering fear, when he was suddenly approached by his impactful face, his breathing was stagnant, his face was flushed, and he said angrily: "Stay at home honestly, don't even think about going anywhere! "

Feng Dingkun curled his lips and asked, "Then has anyone come to see me these days?"

Before Feng Dingqian answered, a well-maintained lady behind him came over with a smile, looked at Feng Dingkun, her eyes glowed: "This is Xiaokun? Xiaokun, I am your aunt, you can call me Aunt Yiqing .”

Feng Dingkun nodded honestly, and called Aunt Yiqing.

Feng Dinggan's expression was not good.However, Aunt Yiqing still looked very warm, and took Feng Dingkun's hand to look up and down: "You were still a small one when your father sent you to Bailian Town. I didn't expect you to be so big when you came back. Come on." , This is your uncle Sun Xiancheng."

The man beside her also laughed enthusiastically.Feng Dingkun felt that he looked like an antelope, with a half-fifty figure and two thin and long legs supporting his upper body. He must run very fast.

Feng Dingkun chuckled, and everyone around him lost their expressions.

Aunt Yiqing's eyes turned green when she saw him.

Feng Dingqian's face was ugly, and he looked at Feng Dingkun coldly: "Go back to your own room."

Feng Dingkun wanted to continue asking if Lu Mingran had come to look for him, but seeing his brother's face, he could only ask another day, and left reluctantly.

Aunt Yiqing looked at Feng Dingqian, smiled flatteringly and said, "I didn't expect Dingkun to grow up so big. This appearance is so handsome!"

"What's the matter with my aunt and uncle coming to see me?" Feng Dingqian obviously didn't intend to greet her, and asked straightforwardly.

"Well, this matter shouldn't bother you, a junior, but it appears to be his business..."

Feng Dingkun returned to the room and lay down on the bed bored. After a while, he got up and did his homework for a while, then took a foreign book from the shelf, read it for a while, put the book aside, sighed, and took out his mobile phone He dug out Lu Mingran's photo and looked at it.

The mobile phone has been shut down because he hasn't paid the phone bill for more than half a month. I don't know if Lu Mingran can be smart and pay the phone bill for himself.

He looked at it for a while, couldn't help touching it for a while, and fell asleep after venting.

Feng Dingqian was not seen again for the next three days. On the fourth day, he was called to the living room by his servant. There were two people sitting there drinking tea. It turned out to be the aunt and uncle whom he had met that day.

"Aunt?" Feng Dingkun was a little puzzled: "My brother seems to have gone out."

"We're here to look for you." Auntie covered her mouth and laughed: "Dinggan keeps you locked up at home all day long, what does it look like? There's no reason for a big girl to stay at home all day these days. Let's go, Auntie will take you out to play." .”

Feng Dingkun thought that if he went out, he might have a chance to find Lu Mingran, so he nodded, went back to his room, changed into a down jacket, and followed them out of the old house.

Sun Xiancheng was driving the car. Aunt Yiqing and Feng Dingkun were sitting in the back seat. The car drove all the way down the mountain. His face was not very good, but he didn't talk back.

Feng Dingkun ignored them and looked out the window alone.He hadn't lived in this ancient house for long, and he was followed by servants and couldn't go out on weekdays. He was not very familiar with the surrounding scenery, but today he was finally able to come out for a walk, and he immediately looked at it intently.

Aunt Yiqing originally wanted to strike up a conversation with him, but seeing that he didn't look very friendly, she let it go.

The car drove for almost an hour, and arrived at a horse farm around Jiangshuo City. The weather was fine today, and there were many guests.

Soon someone came over and took Feng Dingkun to pick a horse.It was the first time for Feng Dingkun to come to this kind of place, and everything he saw was novel. He followed the horse boy and kept looking at the stable.

Hearing someone coming, there was a commotion in the stable, and the smell of animals and feed floated in the air, a bit like the smell of beer that didn't smell very good.

The stable boy led him to a pony, and introduced him with a smile: "The little guy of English breed has a good temper, suitable for an inexperienced novice like you."

Feng Dingkun was attracted by a black steed next to the pony.That horse is well-built, black in color, smooth in coat color, and fat and strong. It is a good horse at first glance. It looks like the Roulan BMW ridden by the number one master in martial arts novels, which makes Feng Dingkun unable to move. open your eyes.

"The young master is a man of knowledge at first glance, this is Mr. Lan's horse!"

Feng Dingkun nodded, and walked over to look at the black horse. The black horse seemed to be very spiritual, and its dark and bright eyes were also looking closely at Feng Dingkun, and its long eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Feng Dingkun stretched out his hand and carefully touched the horse's face. The horse snorted, which startled Feng Dingkun.

He looked into the horse's eyes and felt as if he had been teased by the horse just now.

Just when he was about to touch the horse's mane again, a voice shouted from the side: "Who are you!"

Feng Dingkun and the stable boy turned their heads, and a man wearing the same uniform as the stable boy walked outside the stable, but his position should be higher than the stable boy, and the uniform was slightly different.

He glanced at Feng Dingkun, his tone was softer, his expression was not as fierce as before, and he said: "This is Mr. Lan's horse, don't touch it randomly, be careful that it kicks you."

He reached out and touched the horse's mane, then skillfully grabbed a handful of hay to feed to the black horse, stretched out his hand to unlock the buckle, and led the horse out.

Ma Tong smiled flatteringly and said, "Mr. Lan, Mr. Lan is here?"

Lan Guanshi pretended not to hear it at all, and led the horse away.

After riding for a while, Feng Dingkun felt a little tired, and his inner thighs began to ache after a long time of wear.Aunt Yiqing asked him to take him into the room to rest.

The room was covered with soft woolen blankets. Feng Dingkun couldn't help but took off his shoes, stepped on the ground with bare feet, and put a grape into his mouth from the small pear wood table beside him.

This grape is very fresh, seedless, and the sweet juice bursts on the taste buds after one bite.

This room is also very luxurious. Although Feng Dingkun grew up in the countryside, he is also a person who has seen a lot of good things in Feng's house. He recognizes that the decoration and furnishings here are not much worse than Feng's house.

This is just a private room in the racecourse.

Feng Dingkun suddenly felt uneasy.This kind of luxurious private room doesn't seem like something Aunt Yiqing can afford.He became alert, sat up and kicked over the burning incense in the corner and stomped it out.

He fell down once with Pei Fei, and he won't fall down a second time.

This is the door of the private room opened.

"It's you!"