Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

Song Ran stared at the very familiar yet strange smiling rose, and her mind went blank for a moment.

He had seen that beautiful smiling rose countless times in the bathroom mirror. From being self-indulgent at the beginning, to gradually feeling a little bored, and then feeling very secondary, although his mood kept changing, he I never planned to wash it off, after all, it is also part of my life.

But at this moment, he actually saw this rose again on another person.

Song Ran said shyly, "What are you doing?"

Lin Feiyu put down the hem of his T-shirt, turned around slowly, and whispered, "Brother, have you forgotten? That day in the tattoo parlor, you kept staring at this pattern."

"I just said that casually, and then... you went to get a tattoo?"

Lin Feiyu lowered his eyes and nodded lightly: "Yes."

Song Ran hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, "Why?"

Lin Feiyu hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't understand why he asked such a question, and then whispered: "Because my brother likes it... For me, 'brother likes' is the most important thing in the world."

There was an indescribable feeling in Song Ran's heart, he was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Such a large area of ​​tattoos, and so bright, it is difficult to wash off... If you fall in love in the future, how can you get along with your tattoo?" Girlfriend, or boyfriend to explain?"

Lin Feiyu forced the corners of his lips up, and his eyes were slightly sad: "How can I have a girlfriend or a boyfriend? I only have my brother in my life. Even if my brother doesn't want me, I only have my brother."

Song Ran looked at him like that, and didn't know what to say for a while. Just now, he was as vicious as a little wolf cub, and there were a lot of weird robber logics. At this moment, he became a rain-drenched The embarrassed little milk dog tried to snuggle up to his thigh to keep warm, for fear of being kicked away.

The two remained in a stalemate, and there was silence in the bathroom.

Song Ran sat on the toilet, scratching his hair irritably, he didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him, he wasn't afraid of the little brat going crazy, but this pitiful look... Sigh.

Lin Feiyu carefully observed his expression, walked two steps cautiously, then knelt down slowly, buried his head on Song Ran's knee, and whispered: "Brother, I'm sorry, I was wrong. But I really like it You, I want you so much, I can't help it... I'm sorry..."

Song Ran's mind was in a mess, he hesitated for a moment, and finally stroked the soft and thick hair of the little brat: "Forget it, it's too late today, go to bed first, we'll talk about tomorrow if we have anything to do."

Lin Feiyu gave a muffled "hmm", then obediently climbed onto the big bed, sat cross-legged on the snow-white quilt pile, with his messy hair on his head, looking at Song Ran eagerly.

Song Ran's heart softened slightly, and he poured a glass of sweet milk and handed it to him: "What do you see me doing? Drink the milk and go to bed quickly."

"Yeah." Lin Feiyu was drinking milk while sneakily peeking at Song Ran from the top of the cup, "Brother, aren't you angry?"

Song Ran has experienced a lot, and he has recovered from the angry and confused mood at this time. Looking at Lin Feiyu's timid and cowardly expression, he only felt extremely sad, and couldn't help but turn over. Rolling eyes: "Stop talking nonsense and go to sleep!"

"Oh." Lin Feiyu curled up obediently and stared at Song Ran for a while, until Song Ran gave him a hard look, then quickly closed his eyes.

Gradually, his breathing became long and even, and he finally fell asleep.

Perhaps because too many things happened today, Lin Feiyu didn't sleep well, he turned over in a daze, and muttered vaguely: "Brother..."

When he turned over, he just exposed the smiling rose on his back waist. Song Ran looked down at the bewitching rose, couldn't help stretching out her hand, and gently touched it.

The tattoo is still very new, slightly red and swollen, and feels hot to the touch, it must be very painful.

It was just a casual remark, and the little brat secretly pricked this rose...

Song Ran stroked the rose lightly, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed. In the previous life, there were many Xiao Ling who were obsessed with him. In this life, although there are fewer, there are several, but no one has ever been as crazy and desperate as Lin Feiyu.

Although the other party played a lot of tricks and made me angry a lot, but this stubborn and pure liking made Song Ran have to be touched and treated with caution.

If it was another person, Song Ran might be very happy to give it a try, but the other party was Lin Feiyu, which made him extremely hesitant, and he really couldn't take that step.

One of the reasons is that Song Ran's aesthetics towards Xiaoling has always been gentle and cute. It would be even better if he was smaller and more delicate. Although Lin Feiyu is very well-behaved, he is already half a head taller than him, and he also looks handsome Type, and even faintly aggressive, has nothing to do with being small, gentle, and delicate.

The second reason is that Lin Feiyu looks too much like him in his previous life, which makes him feel very weird.

The first two reasons are appearance, but appearance is second to none. Xiao Ling can also be tall and handsome, and it is not a big deal to look like himself. The most important thing is that Song Ran is a little bit overwhelmed by the hurdle in his heart. Simply put , he felt that he couldn't do it.

When he picked up the little bastard under the street lamp just now, the little bastard was only 14 years old, covered with snow, dirty, thin and pitiful, although now Lin Feiyu had grown tall, strong, and very handsome, but in In Song Ran's heart, the other party was still that poor dirty child.

Because of this, no matter how much Lin Feiyu desires and wants, Song Ran really can't imagine that he will suppress the little bastard and do things to him that are not suitable for children.

It just felt... weird and guilt-ridden.

Song Ran sighed secretly, and gently wiped the slightly wet tear stains on Lin Feiyu's cheeks with his fingertips, or...to be cold first?

If it's cold, they have to live separately. In this situation, I can't bear to drive the little bastard out of the rented house. If this is the case, I can only move out by myself.

Lin Feiyu closed his eyes, breathed long and calmly, felt Song Ran's slender fingers gently brushing his cheeks, and felt joyful and proud at the same time.

After all, my brother was still soft-hearted.

It was really dangerous just now. I never thought that my brother woke up that night. Fortunately, I reacted quickly. First I pretended to be emotionally broken and tore everything up. Pretending to be pitiful with red eye circles, my brother was stunned, and then became much gentler.

Even when I lay on my brother's lap and said "I like my brother, I want my brother", my brother didn't push me away, even touched my hair, and made milk for me to drink.

After pretending to be asleep, he turned over on purpose to reveal the tattoos. As expected, his brother gently stroked his lower back, and gently wiped his tears.

My brother cares about me, that's why I softened my heart so easily. Now that the most difficult step has been passed, as long as I continue to pester and stalk me, maybe within a few months, my brother will be willing to give it to me...

Thinking of this, Lin Feiyu only felt that his heart was sweet and soft, his chest was hot, and his whole body was light. He had to hold his palms tightly to suppress the corners of his upturned lips.

Well, at that time, I must be very, very gentle, and I must not scare my brother. According to my long-term observation, my brother has no experience in that field, and he attaches great importance to the face of the elders, so he may not be able to face it. Because of his own facts, at the beginning, he could only coax him gently, kiss him comfortingly, and he couldn't say anything too explicit, so my brother should feel a little better...

My brother has never experienced that kind of thing, he may be very shy, he may be very reluctant, and he may even cry... But no matter what, my brother can only accept this fact, the fact that the two are going to be husband and wife, and that he is going to be him. man, and the fact that he will do that kind of thing to him every day in the future.

Lin Feiyu was imagining the beautiful days in the future, and he felt like his heart was in full bloom. Gradually, he felt a little ready to move. He was afraid that Song Ran would find out that something was wrong, so he had to pretend that he was not sleeping well, and tried to cover it up with one leg bent.

I don't know how long it took before he fell asleep in a daze and had many such sweet dreams.

But when I woke up the next day, my surroundings were icy cold, Song Ran had disappeared, and there was a small note by the bedside: "Xiao Yu, I moved back to Chunjiang Community with Xiao Hei, and now I have paid the rent for that house. In [-], you can continue to live. Regarding the matter you said, I really can't promise you, you should calm down and think carefully about how to go in the future. "

What? ! wtf? !

Lin Feiyu stared at the note for a long time, then viciously threw the pillow to the ground, rolling on the bed several times in anger.

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Song Ran went up to the sixth floor with a simple suitcase. He first looked at the anti-theft door of the neighbor opposite. Those fancy pink cards on the anti-theft door had disappeared. It is estimated that Lin Feiyu's mother had moved away long ago. for many years.

Song Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and then took out the key to open his security door.

This old house is exactly the same as when he left, except that a thin layer of dust has accumulated on the floor, and the furniture is covered with plastic sheets, which are well protected—this kind of careful housework is naturally not done by Song Ran It was made by Lin Feiyu.

Hey, the little bastard is actually pretty good in some aspects... Song Ran secretly sighed, tried not to think about Lin Feiyu, rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning.

It's just that he really doesn't have any talent for housework, so he worked for three hours before he managed to make the house livable, and then he fell directly on the sofa, feeling paralyzed from exhaustion.

Song Ran looked at the yellowed ceiling, and his thoughts gradually drifted to Lin Feiyu again. He wondered what the little brat's reaction would be after seeing that letter?Most likely you will feel sad, maybe you will be very wronged and even resent yourself.

But he really couldn't accept it. Just imagining prying Lin Feiyu's lips open, or caressing the other person's body, he felt guilty, let alone other things.

Song Ran suddenly remembered a cold joke. The reporter asked a rural uncle why close relatives could not marry.

Hold.

Song Ran rubbed her hair dumbfounded, trying not to think about this weird and embarrassing thing, and instead began to think about how to steal documents from the Song family's old house.

All the early materials of the Song Group are stored in the basement of the Song family's old house. Now that I have got the key to the basement, the remaining problem is how to get in.

In her previous life, Song Ran had lived in the Song family's old house for more than ten years, and she was very familiar with the structure of the Song family's old house. The Song family's old house was originally the residence of a great warlord in the Republic of China. The mansion is designed as a large courtyard with five entrances. There is a study room attached to the master bedroom, and the secret passage leading to the basement is behind the bookcase.

With the key and the password, it is actually not difficult to enter the basement. The difficulty is how to enter the Song family's old house.

The walls of the old house are covered with high-voltage wires, and there are a large number of patrolling bodyguards and wolf dogs. It is not feasible to climb over the wall. The only way is to sneak in.

Song Qingshuang has a serious obsession with cleanliness. Every summer, he hires a professional pest and rat removal cleaning team to thoroughly clean the old house. If he pretends to be a cleaning staff, he should be able to sneak in...

Song Ran lay on the sofa thinking about it for a long time, and gradually felt a little cold. He was about to get up to get his coat, but suddenly remembered that he left in a hurry today, and only brought a few summer T-shirts casually, without any coat at all.

Of course, there is no coat in the old house... er, no, there is still one.

Song Ran stood up, dragged out a tin moon cake box from under the bed in the bedroom, and then found the key to the next bedroom from the box - in the locked secret room, there was a suit jacket that she had back then.

Although he had already entered this secret room once, when he entered again, looking at the big posters of himself all over the wall, Song Ran still felt a little hairy. He didn't stay too long and took the piece from the back of the chair. Then he carefully re-locked the bedroom door and put the key back under the bed.

He lay back on the sofa, with the gray suit jacket on his body, and continued to think about sneaking into Song's house. He only wore this suit jacket once, and it was almost brand new, with a little bit of his own cologne scent left on it , giving Song Ran an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

He thought about it for a while, and felt that the method of pretending to be a cleaning staff to sneak into Song's house should be feasible, so he began to ponder over the details. Gradually, gradually, he felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally fell asleep.

At this time, the door lock clicked very lightly.