After dating the great god, I became popular

He Wangchen hadn't had that kind of mottled dream for a long time.

Dreams are scarlet.

Perhaps it was the thin white narrow waist, or the cute photo in the mobile phone that brought the influence.

In his dream, he was very different from his usual self.

His actions can't be called gentle, even a little domineering.

Under his instruction, the kid put on the black and white clothes again. His eye sockets were wet and the corners of his eyes were red, and his voice was soft.

Just like a pure white, soft cotton candy, it can be kneaded repeatedly.

——Children seem to be more important to him than he thinks.

This was He Wangchen's first thought after waking up.

Fumbling for a button in the dark, a warm yellow light turns on, illuminating a cool room.

He opened the glasses case on the bedside table, and a pair of blue-ray-proof gold-rimmed glasses were placed on the bridge of his tall nose.

His brain was running slowly like an outdated machine for a long time, and his eyes gradually regained clarity.

He Wangchen pinched the bridge of his nose and lifted the quilt. As soon as his long legs landed on the ground, he felt the icy coldness under his body. A trace of astonishment flashed across his jet-black eyes, and his face became even colder.

He maintained a stiff posture, motionless, as if he couldn't believe that he would have such a dream?

In his 20s, he is full of energy. He usually relies on exercise to relieve the past. After a day of muscle aches and exhaustion, he doesn't have time to think about such things after taking a shower.

After taking a quick shower, He Wangchen put on a shirt and light-colored jeans, and picked up the pure black shorts that were stained with something in the laundry basket.

For other people, it may be thrown directly into the trash can.

Crane Wangchen can't do it,? He can't accept dirty throwing away.

He was a little lucky, fortunately, he was at home, and he was the only one in the empty bedroom. If it was changed to a dormitory, I don't know how embarrassing it would be.

The washstand in the bathroom, after He Wangchen simply scrubbed it clean, took it to the laundry room on the first floor to dry.

Through the glass of the dryer, he stared blankly at the clothes inside, his mind blank.

The clothes were drying quickly, and when he took out the shorts, only the cranes that had finished exercising came over.

Crane only ate and slept throughout the National Day, and ate and slept, and when he was about to take leave, he exclaimed that he had gained a few pounds again, and got up early in the morning to do outdoor sports.

She put the sweaty sportswear into her personal washing machine, and as soon as she turned her head, she met Stella Wangchen's cold eyes.

Moving his eyes down, a corner of the black clothes in He Wangchen's palm was exposed, the fabric was thin, He only knew what it was.

She raised her eyebrows and laughed maliciously.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have that kind of worldly desire. Aren't you the chief disciple of Mount Wutai? How rare to see." She leaned on her side with her hands on her hips and complained loudly, "You were dreaming last night. Which handsome boy is it?"

He Wangchen was forced to come out to his family because of his fans when he was in high school. It was quite a big disturbance at the time. Thinking about it now, she still has lingering fears. Fortunately, nothing major happened in the end.

He's father got angry for several days when he learned about this incident. Later, as time passed, he slowly accepted the fact that his son's sexual orientation was male.

He only thought that her younger brother would find a boyfriend to fall in love with in college after he disclosed his sexual orientation to his family, but he didn't expect him to be a junior and still alone.

Hearing this, He Wangchen pushed his glasses with cold fingertips, "Excuse me."

His tone was so cold that it seemed that he was not the one who had a spring dream.

The pure white shirt showed his figure very well, the clothes buttons were fastened to the top one, the slightly protruding Adam's apple was covered tightly and seamlessly, and the end of his eyes were dyed red by the charming dream.

She had the abstinent look of a gentle scum.

Crane only evaluated in her heart, she turned sideways, and a parabola flew across the air.

With a "bang", she saw the black cloth being mercilessly thrown into the trash can.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't see you getting close to any boy recently?" He put his hands on the machine, bent his body slightly, rested his chin on both hands, and said very gossip: "Could it be someone from the school?" Let the boy chase you."

He Wangchen, who was walking towards the door, cocked his eyes and replied indifferently: "No."

"Oh, yes, seeing how close you have been to Zai Zai recently, it seems that you don't have much free time."

As soon as she said that casually, she saw the figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist paused.

Crane frowned, "?"

"You can't really be interested in Zai Zai, are you?" He only laughed and laughed, "Although Zai Zai is very cute and kind, I like it too—"

"Ah."

One word categorically cut off what He only had to say.

He Wangchen's serious expression didn't look like he was joking.

Crane's expression froze, and he was silent for a while, then straightened up and said, "I haven't heard Zai Zai say that he likes men."

Seeing that his brother didn't speak, she added earnestly: "This road is very tiring..."

Thinking of the time when he was scolded as "disgusting" in school, He Wangchen relaxed his shoulders, nodded lightly, and said in a dry tone, "I know."

He only pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at the back of her brother leaving, and sighed.

On the morning of the last day of the National Day, Su Nianbai brought a lot of fruit snacks to visit the children in the Chunmiao Welfare Institute.

Su Nianbai sat on a small chair in the classroom, teaching Xingxing to do math problems.

Chunmiao Orphanage mainly adopts orphans aged 0-18, abandoned babies and homeless children abandoned due to disabilities.

Healthy children can attend classes in nearby primary and secondary schools. For disabled children, Chunmiao Welfare Institute has its own corresponding courses.

After explaining the wrong questions to Xing Xing, Su Nianbai took out a brand new math paper, "Xing Xing, continue to do this paper, I think the question types are similar, you can try it."

The little girl with the ponytail said hello obediently.

While waiting, Su Nianbai turned on the phone, found the avatar of Crane God Moon, clicked in, and browsed the news records of the two of them in the past few days.

He felt that something was wrong with Crane God recently.

When playing bumper cars in the past few nights, Crane God seldom communicated with him on the mic like before, and played wild in silence for a long time.

The live broadcast room was filled with a weird and uneasy atmosphere, and fans even asked him if he had quarreled with Crane God.

After the event, he wanted to chat a few more words, but Crane God said he was too sleepy and wanted to sleep.

It's as if... suddenly turned cold towards him, and I don't know if it's his illusion.

As Su Nianbai thought about it, two voices of discussion reached his ears.

The two management aunts at the door were chatting about something.

"Hey, that child is so pitiful. I heard that he has some kind of disease. It is quite serious. Even if he is cured, he will probably be a sick child when he grows up."

"No, medical treatment is expensive now. I heard that the disease would cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to cure. No wonder she was abandoned by her parents."

"Then what can I do? I only blame the child for his bad life and being reincarnated into such a poor family."

After finishing speaking, the two aunts sighed again and again.

Su Nianbai also heard from Dean Su about this matter. Recently, a new baby came to the hospital, and it was said that it was abandoned in a public toilet by the side of the road.

Kind-hearted people met and picked up the baby and sent it to the government. In the end, the baby was handed over to the Chunmiao Welfare Institute to take care of it.

Seeing that Xing Xing still needs a while to solve the problem, Su Nianbai got up and walked towards the nursery.

Auntie nurses in pink uniforms hummed lullabies and put their arms around the baby, putting him to sleep.

The baby's chubby little hands were balled up. Unlike other fair-skinned babies, he had a sallow complexion and no energy, and his lips were pale and bloodless.

Seeing the baby falling asleep, the nurse put him on the bed, quietly exited the room, and closed the door.

Su Nianbai and the nurse lay on the window sill outside the room, watching the baby's sleeping face through the glass window.

"You said that in this society now, how can some people abandon children." The childcare worker talked to the boy with a sad face.

Su Nianbai, who grew up in an orphanage, couldn't figure out this question, so he said dryly, "I don't know either."

"Hey, it would be great if the child wasn't sick. If he wasn't sick, he wouldn't be abandoned."

The childcare worker was talking to herself, ignoring the momentary stiffness of the boy beside her.

After a while, the childcare staff heard the inaudible voice of the teenager.

"Actually... there are quite a few healthy children in the orphanage, but they are also abandoned."

The childcare worker wanted to say something, but when she turned around, she saw the thin figure of the young boy.

Su Nianbai returned to the classroom, Xingxing scratched his head and struggled with the last additional question.

Seeing Brother Xiaobai come back, she immediately raised a big smile.

Then her small face collapsed, and her short eyebrows were furrowed deeper than some adults.

Because of the special environment and identity, the children in the orphanage have a keen sense of emotions since childhood.

"Brother Xiaobai, open your hands." Xingxing said childishly.

Su Nian's white hands were facing upwards, and the palms felt soft, the stars put something on them.

As soon as Xing Xing's hand moved away, a strawberry-flavored cotton candy filled quietly lay on Su Nianbai's hand.

"Brother Xiaobai, eat this, it's very sweet, and you won't be sad after eating it." Xing Xing urged like an adult.

Su Nianbai froze for a moment, his eye sockets suddenly became wet, and he held back after a few seconds.

Putting the candy in his trouser pocket, Su Nianbai adjusted his mood, picked up the colored ballpoint pen on the table, "Can't you get the last question? My brother will tell you..."

The sun shone warmly on his face, and after sleeping all afternoon, Su Nianbai rubbed his eyes, and his energy almost recovered.

It was only 5 o'clock, and there was still a while before leaving the broadcast. He clicked on the group message, and he just happened to complain about kneeling eight times in a solo row yesterday.

Su Nianbai asked her if she wanted to play a few ranked matches first, but she readily agreed.

After boarding the game and creating a room, he invited Zhizhi, and after a night of kneeling 8 consecutive times, Zhizhi has dropped from more than 40 stars to more than 30 stars.

As soon as he entered the room, the microphone under the portrait flickered.

"Cub, let's go! I'm so pissed off! I lost a lot last night!! I shouldn't have done it. I'm a solo queuer. After winning consecutively, I can't escape the losing streak!! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Wooooooo." The crane whimpered aggrievedly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll call you back soon!"

"I'm crying, Zai Zai is so kind to me, I will give you a gift tonight!"

Su Nianbai glanced at the gloomy portrait of the Crane God, swallowed and asked, "Just, does the Crane God want to come to the third row? The third row has a higher winning rate."

"He—ah, he shouldn't come." Her voice was very drawn out.

Su Nianbai frowned, thinking of Crane God rushing off the assembly line every day, "Just, is Crane God busy these days? I think he went to bed very early, and he doesn't seem to be in a good mood."

The crane was only silent for two seconds. Knowing the whole story, she felt uncomfortable.

In the past two days, He Wangchen seems to have really listened to what she said, and deliberately distanced himself from Zai Zai. During the live broadcast, he talked less, and did not have much contact with Zai Zai offline.

If it weren't for the bumper car event, I'm afraid there would be fewer contacts.

A weird thought came to my mind, how could I look like the queen mother who beat mandarin ducks in the picture book?

After thinking about it for a few seconds, He Zhi still had some insight, "Just, it's possible that he has encountered some emotional problems. It's a bit serious, or you can ask him yourself at night."

In the bumper car event at night, Su Nianbai played extremely fiercely. Shangguan Wan'er, who had taken all of them several times in succession, and Crane God fought hard. He told the fans that there was something urgent to download, and promised to make the live broadcast longer tomorrow.

Fans laughed and scolded him if he was in a hurry to go on a date.

If the date is over, I will make a small offline agreement with Crane God.

Su Nianbai rolled over on the bed with the quilt in between, and raised the phone to his eyes.

After typing a series of words, they deleted them one by one. After hesitating for a long time, they clicked on the voice.

On the other side, He Wangchen connected the voice.

"Hey, hey, Crane God? Can you hear me? I just heard that you have encountered some emotional problems?" Su Nianbai's tone was tense, and he didn't care about being shy for a while, and said unabashedly Caring, "If you don't mind, can you talk to me?"

The children's deep concern quickly heated up the cold electronic sound.

The corners of He Wangchen's mouth were tightly pursed, and he didn't know how to speak. These days, he also restrained his desire to chat with the child, so he couldn't ask the child's sexual orientation directly.

Seeing that the other side was silent and did not answer, Su Nianbai moved his mouth close to the microphone, lowered his voice and said in a breathy voice: "I have a tight mouth, help you keep it secret, and promise not to tell others secretly."

Crane Wangchen's lips moved, and he simplified the story of Xiaohua's confession to him.

Then took the opportunity to ask: "What do you think... I don't like girls."

Hearing this, Su Nianbai heaved a long sigh of relief, he thought that Crane God was being dumped and was unhappy.

But hearing Crane God's words reminded him of the school opening ceremony.

Crane Wangchen quietly waited for the sentence on the other side.

He looked calm, but his hand was tightly holding the phone, and the raised veins on the back of his hand easily betrayed his emotions at the moment.

"Then... did that girl scold you?"

He heard the child ask cautiously.

He Wangchen was stunned, his heart warmed, recalling the scene that day, his lips parted: "No scolding." Su Nianbai murmured: "That's good."

"It's okay, if you like boys, you like them. It's your own business, and you don't care what other people think of you." Su Nianbai said indifferently, lying on the bed with his legs wrapped around the quilt.

Hearing no disgust, He Wangchen's tense heart relaxed, as if remembering something, he continued to test further.

"Two days ago, I dreamed about you."

With a "beep", the voice was hung up on the other side.

The screen of the mobile phone was black, and He Wangchen looked at his own reflection, his heart couldn't help throbbing, and the bitter pain spread all over his body, even his breathing was like being pricked by needles.

He got up and opened the curtains, the moonlight was getting thicker, he stood by the window against the light, and the cold moonlight cast a coolness.

The knuckles holding the phone were stiffly slightly bent.

The phone vibrated, facing the moonlight, He Wangchen swiped open the screen.

[Children]: Then I will work hard tonight, dreaming of you.

The author has something to say: Xiaobai thought Crane God was talking about playing games together in a dream.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Romance? 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Xiyan? 2; Dashu, Liyuan, and Lian? 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Puran? 80 bottles; Yuexian? 9 bottles; Huaishu? 5 bottles; Dashu? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!