Dangerous old Gong spoils me too much

"Hey, isn't this Wen Shichu who was expelled from school with a big belly? If I remember correctly, you seem to have been persuaded to quit by the school a long time ago. How did you get in?"

Ding Wenrui stuffed his hands in the pockets of the fashionable white sweater, with the corners of his mouth tilted up, his head held high, and he looked down at Wen Shichu.

"It's you... Ding Wenrui?" Wen Shichu was slightly taken aback.

The blood from the soles of the feet was mixed with cotton needles, and flowed back to the heart, feeling numb and painful. Wen Shichu frowned slightly. Although his body was obviously thin, it seemed that there were a few thorns added to his body, protecting the body in his arms. brat.

If Ding Wenrui hadn't publicized it four years ago, Wen Shichu would not have dropped out of school.

That day, he fainted from heatstroke under the scorching sun, and the instructor asked Ding Wenrui and Xiang Ran beside him to help him to the school infirmary.

Because something was wrong, Wen Shichu's pants were stained red with blood, and he was transferred from the school infirmary to the hospital.

After he woke up, he was told by the grade counselor that he was pregnant because of his intersex physique.

The counselor gave him two options, either to have an abortion, or to suspend his studies for a year and resume his studies after the child was born.After all, he is an adult, even if he has a child at a young age, it should not be a reason for the school to expel a student.

But the bad thing was that someone spread the news that Wen Shichu was pregnant.That post was full of malice. It publicized that Wen Shichu's private life was indiscreet, and he was kicked when he played Duo Lun with others after drinking.

Although the post on the school forum exposing Wen Shichu's pregnancy was deleted after only an hour, it made everyone know about it.

In the end, there was no other way, and the school revised the conditions: either an abortion, a serious demerit, and a public review by the whole school;

Wen Shichu chose the latter.

Since then, his name has been pulled into the blacklist of major film and television academies, and the dreams he once yearned for had to be shattered, not even a single scum left.

If the news hadn't leaked, the young man could have used those injured wings to fly again. Even if he couldn't fly high, he could at least feel the blue sky.

But there are always people who want to break his wings, blood dripping from them, making it impossible for him to move even an inch, and then kick him into hell.

Sometimes it has to be admitted that even if you never hurt anyone, there are still people who want to hurt you.

There are always people in this world who suffer from such an incurable disease: they can't see the good of others.

"Wen Shichu, what did I ask you? How did you get in? Oh, you didn't get in with your degaussed fake student ID, did you?"

Ding Wenrui rolled his eyes and noticed the little guy in Wen Shichu's arms: "This is the thing in your belly? Why don't you nurse the baby at home and dirty the concert hall of our Emperor Movie? "

Although Ding Wenrui saw Wen Shichu coming out of the concert hall with his own eyes just now, Wen Shichu is already outside the concert hall now, and it is difficult for Ding Wenrui to ask the security to drag him away.

Thinking of this, Ding Wenrui became a little unhappy, and his face became even more stinky.

"Let me ask you something, how does a monster like you, who is neither male nor female, breastfeed children? Can you produce milk there?" Ding Wenrui showed a wretched smile, and put his hands on his chest.

Wen Shi's face was calm and cold: "Sorry, I don't understand animal language, please speak human language."

The youth held the child tightly with his fingers, bypassed Ding Wenrui, wrapped his arms around Ruanrou's head, and covered Ruanrou's ears.

"You low-class person who was played to death and gave birth to a wild seed, your mother didn't teach you to... Ah no, why did I forget, you are just something no mother taught you."

If he were here alone today, the young man would have rushed to tear Ding Wenrui's mouth out of nowhere.

But today there is Ruan Ruan.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, you're deaf..."

"I think you are the one who is deaf, right? Openly swearing and polluting the environment, it's a shame that Emperor Ying has someone like you. Didn't your mother teach you not to fart in public?"

A clear male voice came from behind, and before Wen Shichu could remember who it was, there was an extra hand on his shoulder.

After seeing the face of the visitor, Wen Shichu subconsciously turned his eyes away.

"Xiang... Xiangran?" Even though it had been four years since the scandal, whenever he saw Xiangran, Wen Shichu still couldn't tell, and wanted to avoid this person.

Not for anything else, because Xiang Ran had chased him before, and after learning that he was pregnant with a wild species, she tried to help him, although he refused in the end.

Wen Shichu doesn't like Xiangran, but facing the person who once liked him, Wen Shichu instinctively wants to stay away, and wants to repel such an outstanding boy far away.

Not because of anything else, because he is not worthy of Wen Shichu.

Xiang Ran is like the ideal boyfriend who is handsome and sunny in many comics. His family is rich, and he is handsome and handsome.

If he hadn't lost his soul in London, maybe he would really agree to Xiang Ran's pursuit.

But when the heart is full, no matter how good the people around you are, the only colors left are black, white and gray.There should be that person in his colorful world, that man doesn't want him anymore, no matter how bright other people are, in the eyes of the young man, they seem too pale.

Wen Shichu gently moved Xiang Ran's hand away, but Xiang Ran didn't seem to care. When a pair of heroic eyes saw the cute baby in Wen Shichu's arms, he showed a gentle smile.

"Still going?" Xiang Ran straightened her body and looked directly at Ding Wenrui, her eyes were full of warning.

"This is Emperor Ying, it's not me who should get out, but him." Ding Wenrui gritted his teeth, but he obviously lacked confidence.

Xiang Ran smirked at Ding Wenrui: "What? You think Diying is run by your family?"

Xiang Ran took a few steps forward and pressed her chest against Ding Wenrui's chest.

Ding Wenrui was a bit shorter than Xiangran, at such a close distance, he had to look up at Xiangran.

An unprovoked air current was born between the two of them.

"Hmph, wait for me, a trash with a high school diploma, I'll see what he can do." Xiangran's family is rich and powerful, and Ding Wenrui knew he couldn't afford to offend him, so he took a step back and sauntered away with his tail between his legs Lost.

"Heh, you crawled out of the mud. I'll see what you can do, Ding Wenrui. I'll watch your performance quietly." .

Standing behind Wen Shichu, there were mixed feelings in his heart, not a taste.

Wen Shichu knew that Xiang Ran was defending himself.

However, he himself crawled out of the mud.

Dad used to be an official, but now he is a prisoner; Mom ran away with another man overnight, so she doesn't want him anymore.He and his deceased grandma depended on each other for life, and they could barely maintain normal expenses on weekdays.

In the film and television industry of the imperial capital, almost all the second-generation stars, second-generation officials, second-generation rich, and second-generation actors are at home. People like them from mediocre families are collectively referred to as "crawling out of the mud".

When Xiangran turned around, he happened to catch the complicated light in Wen Shichu's eyes.

"Xiao Chu, I, I didn't mean that, you are different from that Ding Wenrui, don't worry about it."

Wen Shichu smiled: "I don't care, thank you for helping me out."

When you're done, leave.

"Wait, Xiao Chu, I saw your name on the backstage list before, but you haven't auditioned yet..." Xiang Ran scratched his head: "Why don't you act with me, that's fine! I remember you When you first came in as a freshman, your acting skills were great, maybe you can do it this time!"

"Xiang Ran, are you coming?" Not far away, a sunny boy in a basketball uniform was twirling the basketball with his fingers, waiting for Xiang Ran to play on the basketball court.

Wen Shichu rolled his eyes and smiled flatly: "Thank you Xiangran, I should go home to nurse my child, should you go play ball? See you later."

A light and fluffy sentence, but invisibly drew a gap between the two, which could not be crossed.

When his peers are still thinking about having fun, he has already shouldered the burden of the family, thinking about how much temperature should be used to brew the child's milk tomorrow morning.

Xiang Ran opened his mouth and watched the young man leave, not knowing what to say for a while.

The boy in my memory really loved acting, but he rejected his kindness many times. Seeing him again after four years, the impulsive protective desire in Xiang Ran's heart was ignited again.

After four years of not seeing each other, Wen Shichu lost his youthful innocence, and became more and more carved like a piece of cold and glamorous jade, making people itch.