law of forbidden love

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and Song Sheng accompanied Fu Xiaojia to sit under the bus stop and wait for the bus.

Although he was waiting for the bus, one after another empty cars stopped in front of him, Fu Xiaojia remained indifferent.

Song Sheng sat quietly on the side, slightly turning his head to look at Fu Xiaojia who was sitting beside him.

The boy was sitting on a bench for passers-by to wait for the bus, with his feet on the edge of the chair, hugging his knees, with his head down, unable to see the expression on his face clearly.

Fu Xiaojia is thin, hugging her two long legs that have nowhere to rest, her back is stretched out into a smooth line, her slightly thin shoulders are tucked into a large sweater, and her whole body is huddled together. Worried.

Song Sheng knew that he was crying, and also understood that a boy like Fu Xiaojia who wanted to save face would definitely not want others to see him in such a mess, so he stayed with him without saying a word.The eaves at the top of the stop sign to keep out the rain were very narrow, and the rain kept falling, which wet the canvas shoes on Fu Xiaojia's feet.

Song Sheng stretched out the umbrella that had been held in his hand in silence, listening to Fu Xiaojia's sobbing gradually eased.

The boy seemed careless and heartless on the surface, but Song Sheng discovered that there was a soft quality in him that attracted him and made him feel distressed, and it seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

For example, his crooked eyebrows and eyes when he laughed, with a childish and pure charm, he wanted to be protected, but also wanted to be crushed and put in his pocket for his own.

Thinking of this, Song Sheng coughed unnaturally, blushed slightly and turned his head to one side.

It had to be said that Fu Xiaojia was very much to his liking.

After a while, the rain gradually lightened and tended to stop, and Fu Xiaojia's mood also improved.

"Can you tell me what's wrong?" Song Sheng put his hand on Fu Xiaojia's shoulder, obviously feeling that the man flinched, and then put his hand down naturally.

Fu Xiaojia seemed to be aware of the embarrassment she had brought to the other party.But he has been like this since he was a child. Because of his orientation, he doesn't want to get too close to people he doesn't know very well, especially an attractive man of the same age like Song Sheng.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it." Song Sheng smiled brightly and warmly. He raised his hand and pushed the glasses that had slipped to the tip of his nose. "I'll take you home."

Fu Xiaojia looked up at Song Sheng, and the moment his eyes met, the expression on his face was a little strange.

Song Sheng quietly avoided Fu Xiaojia's sight.Maybe Fu Xiaojia doesn't know how touching his red eyes and the expression on his face are...

Since I was a child, some people said that Fu Xiaojia had a face that was too delicate for a boy. Some female elders in the family could not help but praise him as "cute" and "pretty". When I was young, I didn't take it seriously, but after the enlightenment of gender awareness, I became increasingly disgusted with being called that, so my personality became more flamboyant and extroverted, and this strange contrast developed over time.

As if feeling that she had let the other party suffer too much, Fu Xiaojia herself felt a little embarrassed, wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, and said, "I'm fine...but I don't want to go home yet."

Song Sheng heard this, with his usual gentle expression on his face, he took out a tissue from his pocket, and squatted down holding an umbrella.

"Wipe your tears, you're all crying like cats."

Fu Xiaojia took the tissue and blew her nose carelessly.

"If you don't want to go home, where do you go?" Song Sheng asked him.

"I don't know." Fu Xiaojia said.

"Oh... then do you want to come with me?" Song Sheng said with a slight smile, because he was squatting in front of the boy, looking at him with a slightly upward angle, and there was a gentle light in his eyes, "I'm going to a school Elementary school volunteers."

Fu Xiaojia thought for a while and said, "...OK."

Song Sheng gave a low laugh, stood up and touched the top of Fu Xiaojia's head.

Fu Xiaojia wanted to hide, but the temperature of that person's palm was very warm.

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The elementary school where Song Sheng volunteered was not far from Heping Street, and the two of them arrived soon after walking.The school is a bit old, there is no so-called teaching building, just a yard surrounded by a few sparse bungalows, and the gate is symbolically blocked by an iron fence, which is used as the school gate.There is already a teacher waiting at the door.The teacher is very young, with a small round face and a ponytail. He is very delicate and cute.

"Song Sheng, are you here? I thought you wouldn't be here today."

The female teacher seemed to know Song Sheng very well, and greeted him with enthusiasm.

"I met a friend on the way, and it was delayed for a while. Did the children wait a long time?" Song Sheng smiled at her, but compared with the female teacher's attitude towards him, his attitude was much more polite and distant.

Fu Xiaojia could tell at a glance that this female teacher had a crush on Song Sheng, and there was a great possibility that it was unrequited love...

"It's okay, I just asked Mr. Zhao to tell the children, and I specially adjusted your class to a later date." After the female teacher finished speaking, she looked at Fu Xiaojia, nodded and smiled at Fu Xiaojia kindly, and asked Song Sheng, "Is this your friend?"

"Yes, I'll take him to see the children." Song Sheng said.

"Hello, my name is Fu Xiaojia." Fu Xiaojia nodded politely, perhaps because this expression seemed a little indifferent. The female teacher didn't pay him any more attention after that, but went back and forth with Song Sheng chatting.

The three of them walked into the yard from the school gate and walked to a classroom marked "Grade [-]". Just as the bell rang for the end of class, a female teacher stopped writing on the blackboard and turned to face the classroom. classmate said:

"Okay, that's all for today's class."

After all, as soon as Teacher Xiao looked up, he saw Song Sheng standing by the back door, so he continued, "Let Teacher Song teach everyone in the next class!"

The children turned their heads following the teacher's gaze, and when they saw Song Sheng, the expressions on their faces were filled with surprise.

"Teacher Song!"

A few courageous ones ran directly to Song Sheng's side.

After a while, children surrounded Song Sheng. Song Sheng picked up one and hugged it, and said with a smile, "You have become heavier."

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song! What are we learning to draw today?" A little boy surrounded Song Sheng tightly, and Song Sheng touched his chin with his hand.

"You will know later in class."

Fu Xiaojia stood behind Song Sheng and looked at the group of little devil kings, and took a few steps back silently.

He is not born with a character that pleases children, and he doesn't know how to coax children the day after tomorrow. When he meets a bear child, he has a big head. Seeing this scene now, he is still shocked by Song Sheng's attributes.

Crazy, how could there be such a man who pleases children...

Song Sheng put down the baby in his arms, turned his head to look at Fu Xiaojia, and saw that the person had automatically jumped several meters away, with an incredible expression on his face, he couldn't help laughing, and said to the children:

"Come on, let me introduce the super transfer student I brought today, Brother Fu Xiaojia!"