What to do when you meet your ex-boyfriend in a wheelchair

Making friends with leo originated from games.

It was a game group, and most of the players who played this strategy game were girls. Song Bing was strongly attracted by the cashier girl in the supermarket. It happened that there was nothing to do at that time, so Song Bing joined the group and downloaded the game.

This is a new harem strategy game. The player is a beautiful girl who has just entered the palace. There are many endings, various ways to play, and many options to choose from.

Song Bing fell into the trap while playing.

Most of the group members are girls. Song Bing's screen name is Nunnally, and the gender is also a girl. Everyone assumes that he is a girl.

Later, there was a level that I couldn’t pass no matter what, Song Bing asked the people in the group for help, and the girls all said that this level was abnormal, skip it, we all skipped it, and it didn’t affect the strategy.

But Song Bing was a bit obsessive-compulsive, and coupled with the man's natural reluctance to admit defeat, he continued to overcome this level. Two days later, a girl remembered and asked, and Song Bing sent an aggrieved expression, indicating that he hadn't passed yet.

[Nuna Li]: But I swear I won't be human in this level!

[Oli]: Before playing the branch line, first increase the charm point to more than 80, and the palace people will ask you when you go in, ignore it, go straight, and then...

Such a detailed guide! !

Song Bing was overjoyed.

[Nuna Li]: Thank you sister Oli, I will try it

According to the strategy, Song Bing walked through it once, and even passed the level. He flew up happily. Looking at the group again, the group had already exploded. They all said that this level was actually passed in this way, and the author was poisonous.

Everyone was discussing, but the girl Oli who rarely showed up didn't show up again.

From then on, Song Bing deliberately paid attention to it, and found that Oli appeared very rarely, basically because there were technical problems with the game in the group, and she only occasionally appeared to reply a sentence or two.

The two met again when a girl in the group drew a fanart. Although the technique is not very good, but full of love, everyone expressed their love, and soul painters went online one by one to show the paintings.

Song Bing's hands were itchy when he saw it, so he simply scribbled a sketchy style, threw it into the group, and was adored by everyone.

【Olly】:. . .

[Oli]: Your style of painting looks familiar

[Nuna Li]: Baa baa?

Song Bing was taken aback. At that time, he started drawing illustrations for half a year. Although he was well-known on the Internet, most of them were contributed to magazines, and he rarely published private pictures.

[Oli]: Like XXX from p station

After a while, Oli showed two color pictures, they were indeed alike, but there was also such a thing as conflicting painting styles. Song Bing looked at it and found that the brush strokes used in the drafts were similar, but the coloring techniques were still different.

He dug out the previous private fan coloring pictures, threw one into the group, the group immediately screamed, Song Bing ignored it, and just paid attention to Oli.

[Olly]: yes

[Oli]: Although the coloring needs to be improved, it is very novel

Song Bing held his breath inexplicably, and he found another one he was more satisfied with, and passed it on to the group.

[Oli]: This one is pretty good, but the technique still needs more practice.

Of course Song Bing knew what he said was true, and the co-editor who led him also said that he should practice more.

But it's aggrieved.

With a cough, Song Bing clicked on the lower right corner to see: Aoli applied to add you as a friend.

Song Bing thought for a while, and the girl spoke a little more straightforwardly, so she agreed.

【Olly】:. . .

[Oli]: It's not convenient to ask in the group, have you contributed to XX magazine?

Song Bing was taken aback. That girls' magazine was his long-term partner. He didn't expect that Aoli, who looked like a cool girl, would read this kind of magazine.

Song Bing's first reaction was to deny it.

[Nuna Li]: Huh?What?

【Olly】:. . .

[Oli]: Okay, I see

[Nuna Li]: What do you know? !

[Oli]: I won’t tell you

[Nuna Li]: ...

Although the chat at the beginning was not very smooth, the two quickly discovered that their interest circles highly overlapped. Oli recommended some good painters, and some unpopular games, which were very suitable for Song Bing. He also recommended some, Oli Take a look and give feedback.

In this way, the two became acquainted, pushing and chatting with each other every day.Later, someone in the game group suddenly proposed a face-to-face meeting, and the location was fixed in Song Binglin City, and the cashier girl in the supermarket was eager to try it.

Song Bing had been squatting at home for two years at that time, and he refused to go anyway.

Until Oli suddenly came to him.

[Oli]: Aren't you going?

【Nuna Li】: Hmm...

[Oli]: How far away?

[Nuna Li]: No, it’s just something.

【Olly】:. . .

Song Bing was a little guilty. Except for the busy writing day, he was always very free at other times. Oli, who had been chatting for two months, should be very clear about this.

[Oli]: Chinese New Year is coming soon

[Nuna Li]: ...? ?

Song Bing really didn't realize it, his father already had a new family and never contacted him, as if he didn't have this son, and other relatives basically lost contact, Song Bing lived alone without knowing what was going on.

Hearing this sentence suddenly, for some reason, all kinds of past events came to the fore.

[Oli]: Are you going to a party in the group?

Song Bing didn't reply. Oli is a very nice girl. He rarely chats with people online for so long. Oli is not coquettish, has a good temper, is good at playing games, understands all topics, and is sometimes unexpectedly gentle...

Song Bing was actually a little moved.

He is not purely gay, in layman's terms, he is bisexual.

But Song Bing knew clearly that in his current situation, he couldn't pursue anyone, and he couldn't develop a relationship. He probably could only live to the end of his life alone, so he would die alone.

Ollie is a good girl.

[Nuna Li]: I have an appointment, so I won't go.

[Oli]: I'll wait for you

[Nuna Li]:? ? ?

Oli didn't reply. On the day of the face-to-face meeting, Song Bing struggled at home for a long time, picking and choosing clothes in the closet, shaving in front of the mirror, and finally dressed neatly, sitting by the computer, playing games with an expressionless face.

Ollie didn't send a message until she fell asleep at night.

As soon as he woke up the next day, Song Bing turned on his phone, but there was still no message from Oli. He felt a little lost, and heaved a sigh of relief. He got up sullenly, brushed his teeth and washed his face.

Not long after, □□ suddenly sounded frantically.

Song Bing threw the towel away, threw himself on the bed and picked up his cell phone. It was the cashier girl who sent the message. At that time, Song Bing's note was the supermarket downstairs.

[Downstairs supermarket]: Ahhhh! ! !I have an earth-shattering big news! ! !

[Supermarket downstairs]: Sit tight! ! ! !

[Downstairs Supermarket]: Ollie!she!No!He is a man! ! !

.........

The door was knocked twice and opened.

"The weather is fine today, do you want me to push you down to bask in the sun?"

His train of thought was interrupted, Song Bing pretended to be busy, picked up the tablet to doodle, and said, "You can go, I told you, I will be back in the afternoon."

Xiang Tiange didn't leave, but opened the door and came in, sat down on the bed beside him, looked around, and under Song Bing's cold eyes, he didn't care: "You...I didn't know you could draw?"

Song Bing ignored him.

"What did you draw?"

Song Bing directly closed the software, and the screen stayed on the clean desktop.

Xiang Tiange stood up suddenly, he clenched his fists tightly, his eyes hurt: "Song Bing...are you really so unfeeling to me?"

"Ah."

Xiang Tiange took a step closer: "You can't hide it from me, there is no trace of a second person's life in this house, I don't know where you found someone to lie to me, but Song Bing, I know you better than him, we are together Three years..."

Song Bing interrupted him: "It all happened hundreds of years ago."

"No!" Xiang Tiange stepped forward and held his shoulders, "Song Bing, when my parents threatened me, I had to do that temporarily. After I stabilized them, I kept looking for you, but you didn't give anyone anything. Leave a message and just disappear like that, do you know how painful it is for me?"

"I finally found out about your mother's real estate..."

Song Bing broke free from him, but didn't break free, with an indifferent expression: "Okay, don't mention her."

Xiang Tiange's expression froze: "I'm sorry..."

The two fell silent.

Song Bing was forced to recall the past again, feeling irritable, and pushed the wheelchair to leave.

"...Where are you going? I'll help you."

Song Bing felt that his patience had reached its limit.

"I've said it many times. It's over. I don't blame you. What happens to me now has nothing to do with you."

Turning his head away to Tiange, he lived in a nearby hotel for the past two days, got up early in the morning to buy breakfast, waited at the door, and only knocked on the door when he heard movement from inside.

"Song Bing, don't you..."

When the doorbell rang, Xiang Tiange was interrupted repeatedly. Song Bing could hold back his breath, but he couldn't bear it to outsiders, so he walked towards the door in a few steps.

Song Bing guessed that Leo was coming, and immediately pushed the wheelchair to follow.

It was inconvenient for him to move. When he got to the door, Xiang Tiange's tall body blocked the door tightly. He could only stare at Xiang Tiange's back, with some subtle expectations, and asked, "Who is it?"

Turning back to Tiange, he gave an incomprehensible smile, Shi Shiran got out of the way, revealing himself.

Song Bing looked over and his eyes twitched.

Before meeting Leo, he also thought that Leo might be a calm and unshaven uncle, or a young man with a story, or a fat nerd.

He never thought of it.

Leo turned out to be a student-like person.

The person standing at the door was tall and thin, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, his hair was obviously done, and he looked a little bookish, and his dressing style was obviously closer to maturity, but his face still couldn't hide his youthfulness.

He smiled slightly, with an overwhelming youthful look.

"I am back."

Song Bing stretched out his hand to support his forehead.

What excuse did you find before?Oh, the person who took care of me was away on a business trip.

Ha ha.