I cried, I pretended

When Song Mingwang woke up, the fever had subsided, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and the shirt he was wearing inside was already soaked, which should have been covered by the quilt.

There was no one around, including Cheng Wang's figure.

He curled his lips and didn't pay much attention to it. The fact that Cheng Wang could accompany him already made him feel incredible.

After returning home from school, Song Yulan heard from his teacher that he had a fever. Even though Song Mingwang had repeatedly assured that he was cured, he was forced to take a lot of messy nutritional supplements.

"It's just a holiday these days, so you just stay at home obediently and don't go anywhere. I told you that it's freezing outside, and you wouldn't listen to me asking you to wear more clothes."

Song Mingwang took a sip of water and swallowed the pill, then nodded obediently. He rarely objected to what his mother said.

"I heard from your teacher that it was your deskmate who first discovered that you were sick. Could it be that Cheng Wang who sent you back last time?"

Song Mingwang swallowed his gum and gave an indistinct hum in his mouth.

"Did you thank anyone else?"

Song Mingwang opened his eyes wide, recalled for a few seconds, and said slowly: "Forgot."

Song Yulan glared at him bitterly, "Let me go and thank others."

Song Mingwang said, "Tomorrow is a holiday."

Song Yulan didn't know what was going on in his mind, so she just bet on his excuse: "I'll go there even during the holidays. I'll buy you some gifts and you can come to thank others in person. Don't let other people's family think you're rude."

Song Mingwang let out a dejected sigh.

Song Yulan has to go to the company to work even if she is on vacation, because she quit her job in a foreign company with a good annual salary a few years ago, and co-founded a small company with a few people. Now the company is on the rise, so it can be said that she is very busy.

Before leaving, she specifically told Song Mingwang not to forget that she would call someone else.

Song Mingwang had no choice but to change clothes and go out, but he did not forget to fill his stomach before going to Cheng Wang's house.

There is a particularly good Sichuan restaurant near their community. Sitting there, I ordered mapo tofu, dry pot ribs, green pepper twice-cooked pork, and added a piece of minced meat and egg custard. I ate it with white rice with relish.

The mobile phone placed on the table vibrated a few times, Song Ming took a look, and it turned out that the class group started to boo.

The reason is that Jiang Qingqing reminded Cheng Huang who left early in the group not to forget to hand in his homework, and carefully marked where the English homework was, which aroused jokes from the good people in the class.

"The class representative specially reminded me intimately, haha, you are indeed worthy of Brother Wang, you are really saving face."

"Look at what you said, is that face? That's love!"

"..."

At first, everyone was still a little afraid of Cheng Huang, and made some tentative jokes, but seeing that he didn't make a sound, they became more courageous, and the jokes went too far.

"Stop making trouble." At the critical moment, the class leader Xu Su had to come out to smooth things over, "Everyone, stop talking, this is not what the class is talking about."

Xu Su still spoke very dignifiedly, and those who took the lead in booing fell silent.

The matter had calmed down, but Jiang Qingqing sent another message, "That's right, everyone, don't be like this, Cheng Wang already has a girlfriend, it's not good for you to influence..."

This time the pot exploded immediately.

"real or fake?"

"I seem to have heard of it. She's a freshman in high school. She's pretty."

"Damn, it turns out Brother Wang likes little sister."

Tang Tan saw that the trouble was unbelievable, and was about to come out to explain to Cheng Wang. He guessed that Cheng Wang might have blocked the class and group, and he didn't see the group of demons dancing here at all.

Just when he was about to send out the news, a new message suddenly popped up in the group.

"Cheng Wang doesn't have a girlfriend."

Song Mingwang typed out the message word by word and sent it out, and then asked the waiter to check out.

He was the one who spread the rumor that Cheng Juan had a girlfriend. In that case, he was responsible for clarifying it. Since he found out that it was his sister, he naturally couldn't let the rumors spread everywhere.

After he sent the message, he didn't check the group news again, but it didn't matter whether he read it or not.

Because Xu Su has already set a general silence.

Cheng Huan's home is located in a small alley, and he is not a local, so he will definitely faint on the road.

Song Mingwang walked around the alley for at least half an hour before finding his home. He got the address from Guo Jin, and Cheng Wang didn't know he was back, so it was still unknown whether he was at home or not.

Fortunately, there was a person at the door, but he looked older and was taking out the trash, so he hurried up and asked, "Grandma, is Cheng Huang's family here?"

Grandma Cheng squinted her presbyopic eyes and carefully looked at the young man who had just appeared, and said with some vigilance, "What do you want from him?"

Song Mingwang felt a little awkward when he mentioned this, and said, "Come and thank him." After speaking, he weighed the gift in his hand.

Grandma Cheng saw that he didn't look like a liar, and he didn't look like a gangster either. He was fair and handsome, and he was very pleasing to the eye.

So he slowed down his tone and said: "Cheng Wang is not here, you have to wait for him to enter the house, he should be back in a while."

Only then did Song Mingwang realize that the person in front of him should be a member of Cheng Wang's family, so he followed the old man in.

What came into view was a small courtyard filled with various flowers and plants. There was also a large water tank in the corner, and clothes were hung on strings to dry.

After entering the inner room, Cheng took a look around and felt that it was very old-fashioned, but fortunately, it was cleaned very clean.

"You are in the same school as Wang Wang, how does he usually behave?"

Grandma Cheng asked him to sit down and brought her a cup of tea, and then began to ask about the school.

Song Mingwang decided to save some face for Cheng Huang, and said tactfully, "Grandma, I can't say that."

Grandma Cheng's eyes darkened when she heard the words: "I don't need you to tell me that I can guess that he was not like this before. Hey, this child has not passed the hurdle in his heart."

Song Mingwang was aroused curiosity, "What do you mean?"

Grandma Cheng stopped talking again and started asking about Song Mingwang.

Song Mingwang felt that he answered in a serious manner, but for some reason, he would make Grandma Cheng laugh every time.

"You kid is so interesting, that kid of Wangwang must have nothing to do with you."

Song Mingwang was unhappy, "Who said that, he always bullies me."

Grandma Cheng wiped away the tears from her laughter, and said cheerfully, "Judging from what you said, I don't know anything else. It's definitely not because he hates you that he deliberately bullies you. If he really hates someone, he That temper doesn't even bother to talk to others."

Song Mingwang wrinkled his face and said nothing.

Grandma Cheng looked at him kindly: "He already regards you as a friend. Wang Wang is really kind to his friends. That boy Tang Tan was bullied before, and he was the one who came forward to help."

She smiled again: "In short, he is really kind to good people. You don't know happiness when you are in happiness."

Song Mingwang pursed his lips, his mind was in a mess, really?Cheng Wang regarded him as a friend?

Just as he was thinking wildly, his eyes inadvertently fell on a black and white photo somewhere in the living room. He couldn't help but startled. The woman in the photo looked to be in her 30s, with high cheekbones and a bit mean, but her mouth was full of tenderness. smile,

"Who is this?" Song Mingwang didn't know how to hide it, and asked the question directly.

Grandma Cheng looked away, paused, and said with a smile, "Fantastic mother, my daughter." When speaking of the last three words, there was a gentle smile in the old man's cloudy eyes, just like the woman in the photo.

Song Mingwang squeezed out two words dryly: "Sorrow."

Grandma Cheng waved her hand in relief: "It's been a few years, and I've already seen it."

The two were talking, when Cheng Wang came back.

He saw this scene as soon as he got home, his eyes fell on Song Mingwang, he paused in surprise, and then frowned slightly.

"Why are you here?"

Song Mingwang laid out the gifts one by one and piled them up in front of him, and replied with a firm look: "Thank you."

Cheng Wang put down the bag in his hand, and said calmly: "No need, you can go back."

Song Mingwang was a little annoyed by his attitude, and raised his chin, "You have to accept this gift if you don't want it."

Cheng Wangrui had tired eyes, seemed a little tired, so he rubbed the center of his brows, it was rare to argue with him, put down his bag and walked into the room.

Grandma Cheng watched this scene, winked at Song Mingwang, and asked him to follow into Cheng Huang's room.

"I'm not going." Song Mingwang felt that his things had been delivered.

Grandma Cheng sighed. She knew her grandson, and she could feel that he was in a bad mood. Although she didn't know why, it was better to have friends with her than to think about it alone.

Song Mingwang couldn't bear to see the old man's disappointed expression, and he hesitated a little. After struggling, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go, but if he bullies me, you have to help me."

Grandma Cheng smiled: "Don't worry, he won't bully you."

Just like what Song Mingwang thought, Cheng Juan's room was no different from other boys of the same age.

There is a poster of a football star on the wall, and there is a single bed next to the window, next to it is a desk, the desk is clean, there is not even a book, only a schoolbag is placed on it.

Cheng Wang was lying on his back on the bed, with one hand behind his head, and the other hand was tossing the ball up and down, he was absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Mingwang cautiously poked his head out of the door to make sure that Cheng Wang was not angry, so he became bolder and walked in with a dry cough.

Cheng Wang raised his eyelids and glanced at him, expressionless on his face.

Song Mingwang felt a little uncomfortable: "Your grandma said you are in a bad mood, let me come and see you."

Cheng Wang stared at him for a moment, then raised his eyebrows: "Now you see it."

Song Mingwang understood the eviction order in his words, his face also pulled down, he snorted and was about to turn around and leave.

But his eyes casually glanced at the bookshelf beside him, and he was immediately attracted by the books on it.

"You actually have this book." Song Mingwang couldn't believe it. You must know that he has been looking for this book for a long time, and it is known as an out-of-print treasure.

He picked up the rickety book with some distress, and found that the bookcase was very old. He knew that the owner didn't take it seriously, and his heart ached even more.

Cheng Huan's bookshelves were filled with messy books of all kinds. Song Mingwang straightened the books, revealing the covered books underneath.

"You... how do you read these books?!"

What came into view was the cover of the two people's explicit entanglement, Song Mingwang was so frightened that he instinctively threw it away, and his speech became stammered.

"What book." Cheng Wang sat up, frowning at him, not understanding why he reacted so violently.

Song Mingwang held back his shame, held the corner of the book and showed it to him, carefully as if he was afraid of getting something dirty.

The tone also took on the tone of a lesson: "What kind of book do you think this is."

Cheng Lu's eyes fell on the book he was pinching, and the corners of his lips seemed to curl up,

Although it was so fleeting, he almost thought he was dazzled, but Song Mingwang really smiled when he saw him.

He blushed even more, threw the book away,

How could there be such a shameless person who would not be embarrassed at all to read that kind of book.

And how can the sacred bookshelf be used to hold these scumbags!

Cheng Wang picked up the book that had been thrown on the ground. On the cover, there were two foreign models hugging each other in an ambiguous posture. Because the upper body was soaked, the already thin clothes were no different from transparent ones.

But this is just a fashion magazine.

He also forgot how it came here, and how it was placed on the bookshelf, anyway, his bookshelf was already messy.

"You're not good."

Song Mingwang still couldn't bear his deskmate going astray, although he and Cheng Wang couldn't say they were on good terms, but he had helped him at times, so he persuaded him earnestly.

"We are students now, so we should focus on our studies. I know that you are now at the second peak of human growth and development, with strong hormone secretion. But you are still far from sexual maturity, and you are at most precocious puberty , don't you understand?"

Cheng Wan looked up at him.

"The development of secondary sexual characteristics will also be accompanied by..."

"Boom—"

It was the sound of books being thrown into the trash can.

Song Ming looked at Cheng Wang throwing the book away, and then stopped the chatter that followed.

After more than ten minutes, Song Mingwang finally remembered to go home. Hearing him say goodbye to his grandma outside, Cheng Wang felt that he was addicted to smoking.

That woman called him again today, probably from his uncle. Although she was not sick, he still felt irritable, obviously he had nothing to do with him.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, watched the figure rushing out through the window, shook the cigarette ash, and was about to turn around when he heard Song Mingwang's screams from outside.

"what-"