The BE hero who was abused by me has become a sperm

At the sink outside the bathroom, Song Yi's pale face was reflected in the huge mirror.He took two handfuls of water and sprinkled it on his face, trying to wake himself up.

Even the lips of the man in the mirror were slightly white, and his eyes were red, which was the irritating effect of water splashing in, but he looked as if he had just cried.

Song Yi propped his hands on the sink, the sides of his cheeks were densely covered with sweat or water, and his eyes were fixed on himself in the mirror, with deep brown pupils.Until now, he was barely freed from the suffocation of his throat.

"Hey, did you see that post? I took a few screenshots and I'll send them to you later...Damn it, hurry up and go."

The boy who was gossiping with his classmates didn't pay attention. He stepped in and saw someone standing on the sink.Eating melons in front of the righteous master, he still didn't have the shame, so he pushed his classmate and quickly slipped into the bathroom.

Song Yi's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard the other person's words, nor felt the other person's disgust.Not blinking for a long time made him feel sore and painful. He closed his eyes gently, and when he opened them again, there were obviously red bloodshots in them.

The bathroom is always full of people. Song Yi suppressed his out-of-control emotions and was about to leave. He felt that Fuyun might be impatient.

Someone was leaning against the wall with his chest folded, and a provocative voice sounded from behind: "Hi, scum."

Song Yi saw Lin Qing's face in the mirror, and the other person's expression contained deep meaning, but he didn't understand the situation, and mistakenly thought that the ancestor came here to find trouble, so he didn't plan to answer him at all.

Someone pulled his arm suddenly, Song Yi frowned, and glanced at the boy who stopped him.

"Deleting posts is fast. Does this mean that you are guilty?" Lin Qing approached with a smile, wanting to see even a little anger from the other party's face.

But according to observation, no matter how much he stimulated the other party, Song Yi seemed to be fine.

This surprised Lin Qing a little.

Today, being treated like a monkey for no reason, Song Yi was not in a good mood, but Lin Qingfei had to take the initiative to hit the muzzle of the gun. He chose to be patient for the last time, and restrained: "Let go."

Lin Qing gasped in surprise. Someone really didn't change face when they heard her rumors. It can't be said that they are big-hearted. This must be a saint.

In a moment of astonishment, he didn't notice that he had loosened his grip on the opponent's arm. Song Yi took this opportunity to escape quickly to avoid any more bloody scenes.

The target person slipped away suddenly, no matter how much Lin Qing wanted to attack him.He watched Song Yi's back as he walked further and further away, and lightly tapped the wall twice with his fingers.

Finally turned around and left without looking back.

It took a long time to go to the bathroom this time, Fu Yun could hardly sit still and wanted to take a look, but was also worried that the other party just wanted to be alone.Fortunately, Song Yi finally came back one second before he got up.

There were still a few drops of water hanging on his chin, obviously the traces of water splashing.

As soon as Song Yi returned to his seat, he noticed Fuyun's expression. He didn't think he had anything to worry about, but he still cared a little bit about what the two boys said before, so he raised his eyebrows: "What post, do you know?"

The food on the other party's plate didn't move with chopsticks, Fu Yun didn't want to just say that he was in a bad mood, but just shook his head: "We'll talk about it when we go home tonight."

"Then let's go." Song Yi stood up.

He guessed from the conversation of the boys in the bathroom and Lin Qing's performance that something bad must have happened to him today. To be honest, Song Yi hadn't encountered such a large-scale resistance for a long time.

He doesn't even have the mood to eat anymore, he just wants to figure out the ins and outs, this is the first time he has no scruples about Fuyun's feelings.

Fu Yun was puzzled: "Then what is your class in the afternoon?"

"Ask for leave." Originally, he wanted to say skipping class, but he forcibly suppressed the words. As for whether to ask for it or not, it's another matter.

Along the way, Song Yi's mouth was tightly shut, his face collapsed and black as carbon.As if someone owed him a huge sum of 800 million, Fu Yun pursed his lips and said nothing.

It wasn't until he entered the elevator that he finally couldn't hold back, his eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, like a domestic kitten, and he glanced at his master pretending to be "fearful".

"I seem to have done something stupid, please don't be angry..."

"Don't worry." Song Yi interrupted Zai Zai, just as the elevator door opened, he reached out and grabbed Fu Yun's wrist, leading him into the room.

He even leisurely went to the kitchen to get two glasses of water, seemingly not worried about his situation at all.

The glass was placed on the coffee table, and when it touched it, there was a slight porcelain sound, and Fu Yun was startled for no reason.To be honest, he has not experienced this kind of feeling similar to torture to extract a confession for many years. Although Song Yi's attitude is not tough, Fu Yun is still a little worried.

Song Yi pulled him to sit down, coaxing a child: "Okay, let's talk."

Fuyun paused for a moment, raised his right hand, and tapped in mid-air with spiritual power.Not long after, a light blue surface appeared in front of him. Judging from the size and content, it looked like a screen that had been snapped off from a mobile phone.

Song Yi's attention was completely attracted by it, he gave a short "wow", and just waved his hand, and the interface took the initiative to move into his hands.

Not only can you watch, but you can also slide.The tactile feel is not much different from that of a mobile phone.

The surprise was so great that it even dissipated Song Yi's gossip about him.Ready to be raped, he calmly entered the meaningful title.

What came into view was his clear and big faces. The person who posted the post spoke with certainty and affection, which was simply touching.If he wasn't a mother, he would have been brainwashed.

The comments below are simply unsightly, with statements about parents and reproductive organs everywhere.But strangely, Song Yi didn't get too angry, but felt a little funny instead.

Maybe this method of fabrication was too low-end for him, apart from ruining his reputation again, it couldn't arouse his anger at all.

Seeing the wise speech in it, Song Yi almost couldn't help laughing wildly. He pinched the virtual screen and turned around, wanting to complain to Zai Zai and enjoy double the happiness.

As a result, he turned his head and met Shang Fuyun's reddish eyes.

Song Yi was in a daze, he quickly let go of the screen, he didn't even know where to put his hand: "Oh no, why are you crying, I'm not angry at all?"

According to the sad setting that Zai Zai must cry once every two or three days, Song Yi's heart is clear, and he must be scared again.Fu Yun was worried that his own self-assertion would cause him trouble. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, he must have been burdened with nervousness all the way. As soon as he got home, he couldn't bear it anymore.

It's just because Fuyun lost control of his spiritual power: I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!

But Song Yi, who has deeply imprinted Zai Zai's weakness into his mind, doesn't know it, and feels uncomfortable when he sees Fu Yun crying or not, and instantly forgets about his own shit.

Originally wanted to explain that he wasn't crying, but Fu Yun held back silently.Because he found that when the other party's attention shifted from the Internet to himself, they would probably not be disturbed by those dirty words, so it would be better to sacrifice him alone to make Song Yi feel a little better.

He moved his index finger slightly, and secretly retracted the virtual screen transformed with spiritual power.At the same time, tears easily formed in the eyes, and a small puddle quickly formed on the eyelids.

Seeing the tears dripping down, Song Yi frantically took out a tissue and spread it on Fuyun's cheek, moving gently, as if afraid that the dry paper would scratch Zai Zai's delicate face.

"..." Seeing it was useful, Fu Yun's tears fell more frequently.

This is probably the case with the tears of the beauties in the novel, they don’t make a cry, just close their eyes lightly, and the teardrops melt into two streams, falling down like money.

Fu Yun whispered: "...I'm sorry."

I sincerely apologize for his self-assertion, but also for the current deliberate deception.

This apology came out, and Song Yi couldn't control it at all. He quickly hugged the good boy, pressed his head on top of the opponent's head, wrapped his left hand around his waist, and patted his back with his right hand: "It's not your fault, why apologize, you did a good job , helped me a lot, and I'm really not angry."

"Those pictures are so hard to distinguish between real and fake, I was worried that you would think they were real after seeing them. It's such a big deal, why are you crying?"

A small sob was accompanied by a vague sound: "Of course I know it's fake."

You have been with me all the time, how can you have time to go to the hotel with girls?

Besides, aren't you a gay?

Song Yi, who was forcibly stamped with the gay logo, didn't know anything. He still had a headache, Zai Zai cried endlessly, and he was simply too incompetent as a baby daddy.

He had never enjoyed this kind of treatment, and Song Yi didn't know how to comfort his child.I can only rely on a little bit of experience in books and TV broadcasts, and follow the same pattern to meet this older child one by one.

A bit cold but soft touch touched Fuyun's forehead, and his whole body trembled suddenly, obviously frightened.But Song Yi thought it was a convulsion caused by his crying too hard.

After kissing the forehead, the lips moved down slowly, and then kissed Fu Yun's slightly drooping eyelids.Feeling the restless trembling of the eyes below, Song Yi smiled lightly.

He especially likes Fuyun's eyes, when they are watered by tears, they look even more blue, crystal clear, like two dazzling gemstones.

Song Yi patted his back again and again, explaining to appease: "Don't worry. It's okay if it's been deleted now. People are gossipers. Once this new energy is over, I won't even remember who I am. I didn't If you are angry, you won't be angry, don't worry about me, and you... don't be sad."

The bloody storm on the Internet was completely deleted in just a few hours. Although there were still many screenshots struggling, there was no splash at all.

After the initial shock, some people began to doubt the authenticity of those pictures, but the posts were deleted too quickly, and no one saved them, or they only saved them for their own appreciation, and they couldn't find the technical experts to distinguish the authenticity.

Rumors quickly fell silent like this, and the Internet changed rapidly. Soon after, people's attention will be attracted by another news.

At that time, they all thought so.

In front of the computer screen, someone was sitting here, and the QQ avatar on the top of the screen kept flashing. It was X who sent a new message.

- How is it? Are you satisfied with the result?

The person in front of the computer didn't speak, but just called at the agreed price to show that he was reluctantly satisfied.Just as he was about to exit, the person under X's avatar showed that the other party was typing. After waiting for a few seconds, such a response appeared in the dialog box.

- Rich, boss.That's not enough, so let me help you with an additional project, and I'm sure you'll be satisfied.