President Husband, it's too sweet

"Put the medicine on before going to sleep." Xue Cheng said with a frown.

Fan Xiaoling hesitated for a moment, then rolled up his pants.

Under the light, Xue Cheng saw Fan Xiaoling's calf. There were some wounds on it, some of which had turned blue and dissipated, and some were very red. It could be seen that some were new and some were old.

Recalling that Fan Xiaoling liked to be abused, Xue Cheng guessed that these injuries on his legs should be caused by someone else.

These had nothing to do with Xue Cheng, he picked up iodine and disinfected the wound on Fan Xiaoling's knee.

Just about to say that it hurts a bit, bear with it, but Xue Cheng glanced at Fan Xiaoling again, it seemed that he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Aren't you in pain?" Xue Cheng asked.

When iodine touches the wound, most people will feel pain.

Fan Xiaoling nodded, "It hurts, but this level of pain is bearable."

After getting this answer, Xue Cheng had only one sentence to comment on Fan Xiaoling: Weird person.

Fan Xiaoling is the strangest person among so many people Xue Cheng knows. Among the people Xue Cheng has met and known before, there has never been a strange person like Fan Xiaoling, because most of them are very normal.

After Xue Cheng sterilized, he found the ointment that his younger brother had used when he was injured last time, and applied it on Fan Xiaoling.

Fan Xiaoling quietly looked at Xue Cheng who applied the medicine to him. Xue Cheng took a cotton swab and carefully applied the medicine to him. In fact, Xue Cheng was very handsome, with fair skin and clear facial features. A boy with good grades and excellent academic performance.

Xue Cheng applied ointment to the wound, "It's fine, just don't press it when you sleep at night."

"Thank you." Fan Xiaoling nodded and leaned against the side of the bed.

Xue Cheng's bed is not big, two people can barely sleep, and three people are squeezed, it is indeed a bit crowded.

Fan Xiaoling waited on the bed for a while, seeing that Xue Cheng hadn't gone to bed yet, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Xue Cheng turned on a small desk lamp, "Go to sleep."

Xue Cheng is writing a love letter. He can write with a pen, and it is very clean and beautiful. Through the writing, you can feel what a boy who writes is like.

Xue Cheng was not in a hurry to write, but today Fan Xiaoling came to his house, and his bed really couldn't fit.

Fan Xiaoling was injured, so he didn't squeeze with him.

The next morning, Fan Xiaoling saw Xue Cheng who was asleep on his stomach on the small table.

He got up gently, and walked to Xue Cheng. Xue Cheng was still asleep, with a clean and fair side face and curled eyelashes.

Fan Xiaoling stared at it for a while, and found that Xue Cheng's subordinates seemed to be covering something. He took a closer look, and it turned out to be a piece of paper with writing on it.

Fan Xiaoling was a little curious about what Xue Cheng wrote, so he gently pulled out one.

Xue Cheng slept very lightly, the moment Fan Xiaoling took out the love letter, he woke up and saw Fan Xiaoling holding the love letter he wrote.

"Who did you write it to?" Fan Xiaoling asked after reading the love letter and seeing that Xue Cheng had woken up.

The writing on the letter was very beautiful, but the content was a bit unexpected, it was a confession. It was obvious that Fan Xiaoling found that what he had in his hand was a love letter.

"No one." Xue Cheng took the love letter from Fan Xiaoling's hand.

Xue Cheng glanced at the time, it was already seven o'clock, it was getting late, he would get up at six o'clock on weekdays.

Xue Cheng pushed Xue Yuan who was sleeping late, "Get up."

Xue Yuan sat up from the bed in a daze, and saw that there was another person in the room, "Brother, who is he?"

Fan Xiaoling was about to say hello to Xue Yuan, but Xue Cheng pushed Xue Yuan, "My brother's classmate, hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face, you will be late for school."

It was very late today, Xue Cheng had no time to make breakfast, so he gave Xue Yuan breakfast money and asked Xue Yuan to go out to eat.

Xue Cheng put his schoolbag on his back, and Fan Xiaoling followed Xue Cheng out of Xue Cheng's house.

Fan Xiaoling came to Xue Cheng's house for the first time, and it was the first time that he knew that such a dilapidated place could be used for living. Xue Cheng's house was small, but Fan Xiaoling didn't feel that bad. Although everything was very old, it was clean. of.

Xue Cheng walked very fast, he was used to walking fast, Fan Xiaoling's legs improved a lot, and it was not difficult for him to keep up.

In fact, Fan Xiaoling was a lot taller than him standing next to Xue Cheng. Xue Cheng looked only about 1.7 meters five. They stood in front of the bus stop and waited for the bus. Fan Xiaoling compared it. With height increasing shoes, he also seems to be taller than Xue Cheng.

Xue Cheng didn't know what Fan Xiaoling was thinking, he looked at his watch, there should be a bus now, if they didn't catch up, the next bus would be there in 10 to [-] minutes, and they would definitely be late.

"Forget it, I probably missed this bus today, let's go." Xue Cheng gave up and continued to wait, and he would be late if he waited any longer.

"Walking?" Fan Xiaoling asked.

"No, take the subway, but it takes a long time to walk." There is no subway near the school. If you go to school like this, you need to walk for a long time.

Fan Xiaoling always goes to school by car, and rarely takes the bus or subway.

"I've never taken the subway before." Fan Xiaoling said.

Xue Cheng glanced at Fan Xiaoling, "Got it." The life of the rich second generation is different from others, they won at the starting line. —Fan Xiaoling followed Xue Cheng quietly on the road, Xue Cheng felt that this Fan Xiaoling seemed to be a different person from the previous Fan Xiaoling.

What happened these months?Why can a person change so much?

"You didn't come to school for a few months, where did you go?" Xue Cheng asked.

Fan Xiao Ling An followed Xue Cheng quietly, and suddenly heard Xue Cheng ask this question, he was a little surprised, but also a little happy, "Do you know that I haven't come to school for a few months, do you care about me?"

Xue Cheng frowned slightly, "No." He just wanted to say a few words because he was bored along the way.

"I'm going to receive treatment." Fan Xiaoling said slowly.

Is it to cure his m-shaking fetish?Xue Cheng saw Fan Xiaoling's calf yesterday, and the treatment seemed unsuccessful.

Xue Cheng asked curiously, "Why didn't you go back to your home last night, and what did you want to do with me?"

Fan Xiaoling lowered his head slightly, "I'm just curious what your living environment is like."

"I came here once before, but I just took a look at it from a distance, and never got close." Fan Xiaoling had been near Xue Cheng's house once before, but at that time, he felt that this kind of messy place looked like a mess. It didn't look like someone lived there, so I didn't come in.

Xue Cheng felt that after Fan Xiaoling changed, he seemed to be able to continue communicating, "Now that I have experienced it, how does it feel?"

"You are amazing." Fan Xiaoling said, the look of admiration in his eyes was genuine.

Xue Cheng understood the admiration on Fan Xiaoling's face, and it's really strange that such an expression can still be seen on Fan Xiaoling's face.

"I have no choice. If possible, I would also like to be born into a wealthy family, so I envy you all." Xue Cheng said with a faint smile.

Fan Xiaoling shook his head, and said in a low voice: "If you knew what kind of life I lead, you would definitely not want to choose my life."

Xue Cheng didn't hear clearly, and looked back at Fan Xiaoling, "What did you just say?"

"It's nothing." Fan Xiaoling kicked the stones.

As soon as he reached the school gate, Xue Cheng found several black cars at the school gate.

Fan Xiaoling saw the car paused slightly, then said goodbye to Xue Cheng, and ran towards the car.

Xue Cheng saw Fan Xiaoling got into the car, and the car started to start.

When the car passed by him, Xue Cheng saw Fan Xiaoling sitting in the car through the half-open window, and a man in a black suit was sitting in the back seat. The man was about 40 years old. When Cheng looked into the car, the man also looked at him.

The man's eyes were sharp, like blades, with the majesty of a long-standing superior.

Fan Xiaoling looks somewhat similar to him, Xue Cheng guessed that the man is Fan Xiaoling's father.

Fan Xiaoling kept his head down as the car drove past slowly.

"Did you go to that boy's house last night?" The man's voice was deep and oppressive.Fan Xiaoling replied, "Yes."

"You know what kind of punishment you will get if you don't go home."

Fan Xiaoling clenched his hands, his face turned pale, "I know."

It was already a week after Xue Cheng saw Fan Xiaoling again.

Xue Cheng was returning home from school, and Fan Xiaoling was standing at the gate of the campus, as if waiting for someone.

Xue Cheng took two steps, and Fan Xiaoling followed.

Seeing Fan Xiaoling following, Xue Cheng asked, "Have you not come to class recently?"

Xue Cheng hadn't seen Fan Xiaoling at school during this time.

But in fact, Fan Xiaoling had dropped out of school.

"I'm not feeling well, I'm asking for leave." Fan Xiaoling said.

Xue Cheng saw Fan Xiaoling following him again, "Are you not going home today?"

Fan Xiaoling shook his head.

"Young master, do you experience the life of the poor?" Xue Cheng still couldn't understand why Fan Xiaoling wanted to follow him home.

Fan Xiaoling just smiled and didn't speak.

Fan Xiaoling went home with Xue Cheng once before, and he found that the road Xue Cheng took was not the way home: "Aren't you going home?"

"Tomorrow weekend is my brother's birthday, so I'm going to buy something for him to celebrate."

There were not many decent shops in his area, Xue Cheng was going to pick a gift for his brother.

Fan Xiaoling followed Xue Cheng to the stationery store, seeing Xue Cheng carefully picking out gifts for his younger brother, Fan Xiaoling liked to see Xue Cheng when he was doing things seriously, he was extraordinarily handsome.

Xue Cheng carefully selected a durable, ink-free fountain pen from the stationery store. This was his 11th birthday present for his younger brother.

"It's a pleasure to be your brother."

Xue Cheng only has one younger brother, and he will try his best to give him the best.

Although their family situation often leaves him with not many choices.

"I'll pick a gift for my brother too." Fan Xiaoling picked up a notebook.

At the checkout place, Fan Xiaoling touched his pocket, "I don't seem to have any money with me."

Xue Cheng took the notebook and pen from Fan Xiaoling's hand and paid together.