I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

When Song Qiulin approached, Wen Yu was so frightened that he almost jumped up, but his face was already blushing when he realized it.

Her dress today is completely different from usual. Her soft hair has been combed patiently. The soft and slightly curly tail hangs on her shoulders. A few strands of hair fall on the side of her face. Her clean forehead is generously exposed. The light green skirt complements her delicate and white. skin tone.

Except for the slightly rough sitting posture with the legs spread apart, she also looks like a graceful girl.

It was probably because the dress had no pockets and it was inconvenient to pack snacks, so she took a special plate and put some cakes and fruits aside.

"Wow! I was taken aback. Why do you make no sound when you walk?"

"You are too focused." Song Qiulin handed her a glass of juice and sat down beside her, "So?"

Wen Yu drank the juice and breathed a sigh of relief, "A friend."

It's not easy for her to tell Song Qiulin that she is live broadcasting, so of course she can't use the word "fan".

"Meow~"

A milk-colored cat came out from behind Song Qiulin, and rubbed its round head against Wen Yu's right foot familiarly.

Wen Yu's eyes lit up, "Is it your cat?"

"Yeah." Song Qiulin lowered his hand, hooked its chin with his index finger, "The name is Ruan Ruan."

"So... soft?"

"En." Song Qiulin raised his eyebrows at her, "What's wrong?"

"it's okay no problem."

To be honest, when Song Qiulin yelled the word "Ruan Ruan" in that kind of doting and soft tone just now, Wen Yu had a physical reaction as if his whole body was so soft that he almost fell to his knees.

"What did you just say about your friend?"

"Oh." Wen Yu came back to her senses, and quietly rubbed her sweaty palms against the hem of her skirt. The embarrassing atmosphere that had happened in the volleyball hall after school that afternoon spread between the two of them. She tried her best to make her tone natural , "My friend was cheated out of money, I confronted him, and you know what he said?"

"What did you say?"

"She actually said that my friend was cheated because she was too stupid."

"How did you get cheated?"

"Just... she wanted to buy some... movie resources. After the two parties negotiated the price and she transferred the money, the other party blocked her."

"Although it's only 50 yuan, it may be a lot of money for her."

Song Qiulin's smile was half stiff, and his expression was a little subtle.

50 yuan, resources, blocked.

Why does this story sound so familiar.

"Oh, forget it, I have already been cheated. The most important thing is that I can help her make up for the loss."

"Is this friend important to you?"

"Of course." For Wen Yu, every fan is worth cherishing.

The online relationship is connected by a thread, and she has to cherish this relationship.

But I don't know if it was her illusion, Song Qiulin's expression became a little strange after she said this?

"Forget it." Wen Yu put the cup aside, "Do you know what I asked you for?"

Song Qiulin answered the conversation unhurriedly, "Don't want to transfer?"

"You can still see that I don't want to transfer." Wen Yu stretched out his hand and patted his face, "My face looks super unlucky, doesn't it, you don't want to have to fight with me face to face every day when you go to school, do you, go quickly Talk to your mother and tell her not to forward it to me."

Song Qiulin actually looked at her face carefully, and commented extremely seriously, "It's quite pleasing to the eye."

"Then you just disagree?" Wen Yu's voice sank.

Song Qiulin remained silent.

Wen Yu: Alright, if you don't succeed, you will succeed, you forced me to do this!

"Sister Qiulin~"

?

Song Qiulin's hand holding the glass tightened, and her knuckles turned blue. She knew that if she hadn't reacted quickly just now, the glass of fruit wine would have been knocked over.

But it wasn't just her. Zhang Youyuan and Jiang Jiang, who were hiding behind the flower bed not far away at this time, also looked terrified.

5 minutes ago.

Zhang Youyuan came late, and before he could sit down to eat, he was grabbed by the arm by Jiang Jiang who strode out from the door.

"Jiang Jiang?" Zhang Youyuan's face was pale, seeing Jiang Jiang's menacing momentum, he felt guilty for a moment, "Don't hit me, I didn't mean it..."

Jiang Jiang: Black question mark jg

"No...why did I hit you?"

Zhang Youyuan carefully checked his eyes, heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that he was safe, and patted his chest, "Then you rushed over to catch me with a fierce face, I thought..."

"I thought?"

I thought you knew about me pushing Wen Yu down on the stairs, and you were going to beat me up!

"No." She shook her head, "Then what do you want from me?"

"Ask you if you saw Wen Yu."

Jiang Jiang didn't expect that he would lose sight of Wen Yu just by leaving the table for a few minutes. If she sneaked home while they were not paying attention, Jiang Jiacheng would soon be held accountable for his lax supervision.

"No...how about going to the garden to look for it?" After all, there is no other place to hide.

"Row."

So the two joined forces and went to the garden to find someone, but they didn't want to accidentally see a scene that would make them poke their eyes.

Zhang Youyuan: "Hey, is your girlfriend like this?"

"Girlfriend? Who?"

"Wen Yu, isn't she?"

Jiang Jiang:? ? ?

"Okay, your expression has already told me the answer."

"Who told you she belonged to my girlfriend."

"Everyone in our school says that." Zhang Youyuan looked innocent.

"..." Jiang Jiang looked towards Wen Yu with a muzzled face, "They also said that Wen Yu is as fierce as ten, do you look at her like that?"

Zhang Youyuan laughed dryly, "You are right."

The conversation over there is still going on.

"I beg you, please, I will take a detour when I see you at school." Wen Yu's tone was extremely sincere.

Song Qiulin probably saw this kind of battle for the first time, and she didn't react for a long time. She almost thought that there was something wrong with her eyes.

Wen Yu is very good at acting like a baby. When he was a child, he pretended to cry with Wen Liu to buy toys. When he grew up, he shook Wen Ziyang's arm and asked her to help him sign the smashed test paper. Now he can easily say a few words with Song Qiulin for freedom.

A hero must be able to bend and stretch!

She drooped her shoulders, frowned, and looked at Song Qiulin with pitiful eyes, "Just once, you help me once, and I will definitely not trouble you in the future."

Song Qiulin looked away abruptly, breathing steadily: It doesn't have to be.

"Calm down."

Wen Yu hugged Ruan Ruan, "Talk to your master and ask her to help me."

"Meow?"

The cats opened their big eyes innocently, tilted their heads and looked cute, one person and one cat stared straight at her.

If this battle was an ordinary person, their hearts would have already softened, but Song still didn't respond.

"My mother won't listen to my advice so easily."

"how come……"

Song Qiulin lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes fell on his cheeks and left a silhouette, and he seemed a little silent, "You should have noticed just now that our family is not as harmonious and friendly as everyone believed."

Who can't play a paragraph or two.

Song Qiulin's words left Wen Yu a lot of room for imagination, and she immediately thought about it... At the banquet just now, Father Song really looked very unkind, and Aunt Han was a little too enthusiastic towards them.

I heard that children in this kind of family will receive very strict education since they were young. They have no childhood, no happiness, and are restrained in everything they do.

Wen Yu watched both TV series, and soon she automatically imagined a big drama. She patted Song Qiulin's shoulder sympathetically, "Living in such a family must be very hard."

Hard?

Song Qiulin immediately knew where Wen Yu's head was going.

"It's not that popular these days."

"Oh, that must have been hard work." Wen Yu patted her empathetically, "It must be very stressful to insist on getting into the top three every time, and my mother always stares at me like this."

Just say yes.

"……Um."

I didn't expect Song Qiulin, who was glamorous in school, to have such a fragile side, Wen Yu softened his heart, "I'm sorry, I made such an opinion with you, I will find a way on my own, it's a pleasure to meet you today, we will be friends in the future, I won't I'll find you again."

Song Qiulin didn't expect that the snacks for a week didn't change Wen Yu at all, didn't say a word, and became friends with a low eyebrow and a pleasing purchase?

Yeah.

No, it's pretty good, Song Qiulin smiled in his heart.

"it is good."

Wen Yu, who thought he had glimpsed the dark side of the Song family's wealthy family, was too embarrassed to speak loudly with Song Qiulin at the moment.

She said she wanted to clear up the past, but she and Song Qiulin were not familiar with each other, so it was embarrassing to sit without finding a topic for a long time.

"That...you study pretty well, don't you?"

"Well, generally."

"What about sports? I heard you participated in school basketball?"

"Yes, that's right."

"What about the competition, are the test papers for the competition class difficult?"

"Fortunately."

"..."

"Meow!"

Xu Shi couldn't even listen to the cat, and the two of them chatted awkwardly, kicking on Wen Yu's stomach with their hind legs, and ran into the bushes.

Wen Yu didn't have anything to knead in his hands, so he could only put his palms against his knees stiffly. From a distance, he looked like a kindergarten student who was sitting upright and listening to the teacher's lecture, very stiff.

"Does it hurt?"

"what?"

Song Qiulin turned sideways and pointed to her hand on her lap.

Wen Yu turned up his palm, and there were red marks on the inner wrist where Jiang Jiang had just grabbed him.

"It's okay, this kind doesn't hurt." Wen Yu smiled and shook his hand, "It's only the black-purple bruise that hurts."

"You know this kind of thing."

I don't know if it's because the lights in the garden are too dim, or because Song Qiulin is too difficult to see through, but Wen Yu always feels that her eyes staring at him are a bit oppressive.

"But that's not what I asked." Song Qiulin stretched out his hand, gently tugged Wen Yu's arm in half a circle, and rubbed his thumb against the joint on the inside of her forearm.

Just like what she saw on the back of Wen Yu's neck that day in the toilet, there was also a cigarette scar.

One may be said to be an accident caused by children's playfulness, two?And the location is such a tricky place.

Song Qiulin's thumb had a thin layer of calluses, and when it rubbed against the skin, it left a trembling numbness. What's worse, but the gentle force she used to wipe the precious pottery was so itchy.

Even if it's over, it's still dry.

Wen Yu rubbed that area, and his skin turned red a few times, "How is it possible, it's just a scar."

"Just one piece?"

Wen Yu's expression was slightly stiff.

"Cough! That..." She stood up, "I'll go see if my sister and the others are leaving."

Song Qiulin followed her upwards with his eyes, sat upright without moving, smiled lightly, seemed to have a good temper, "Okay."

Wen Yu smiled back, and exited the stage frequently in small steps.

Huh... chatting with this person is really terrible.

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