I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

"I..." As soon as I opened my mouth, tears poured down like a switch was turned on.

Several drops of warm liquid hit the back of Song Qiulin's hand, getting hotter and hotter.

Feeling hot in his heart, Song Qiulin directly hugged her into his arms, clasped her head with his palm and leaned on his shoulder.

In fact, Wen Yu couldn't tell what was wrong with her. She always knew about the things in her heart, so she lived with the attitude of being able to let go at any time.

But recently, she found that there seemed to be more and more things she could not bear to part with, such as her relatives, those chattering netizens on the Internet, and the people in front of her eyes.

"You turned off the light." Wen Yu couldn't let her see his shameful appearance.

"Okay." Shen Sheng replied, Song Qiulin raised his arm and turned off the switch on the wall.

The room darkened in an instant, which instead gave Wen Yu a sense of security to cry wantonly. She tightened her hand holding Song Qiulin, and the smell on her body was still familiar and fresh. She buried her head deeply before speaking out with a trembling voice. One sentence, "Song Qiulin, I'm afraid."

"It's okay." Song Qiulin patted her on the back slowly, "I will help you, stay with you, and listen to you."

As soon as Wen Yu said this, she shed a few more teardrops very spinelessly, and she sniffled, "Actually, I'm not afraid of death, I just thought, what if my sister dies, my mother will definitely die again." I have to cry like a human being, and Zhang Youyuan and the others, they like me quite a bit now, are they not used to having no one to talk to her in class..."

She knew very early on that she might not live to be the age to be filial to her mother, and she had always known it, but she kept this clear fear in her heart, but what happened tonight made her completely burst out.

Song Qiulin let out a long sigh.

Well, it is convincing to be able to persist in being a gossip at this moment. Song Qiulin rubbed the back of her neck and listened to her confide quietly.

"Hello." Wen Yu paused, "Will you miss me?"

"Think." Song Qiulin returned quickly, "I will think about it very much."

Wen Yu didn't seem to expect to get such a serious answer, pursed his lips, and didn't say a word for a long time.

In the darkness, someone's breathing began to slowly become heavy, and then with a rhythm that destroyed another person.

Wen Yu heard the heart in his chest start beating wildly, and quietly let go of his strength, leaving Song Qiulin's body that was clinging to him, not wanting her to discover his uncontrolled changes.

"...You have a little friendship." Wen Yu said hoarsely, and went to the tissue on the other side to suck his nose.

"Eyes are swollen." Song Qiulin raised his index finger and rubbed the ends of her red eyes, and through the faint moonlight outside the window, he saw that she had cried like a rabbit, and her eyes were full of fragile fragility. Feeling, this is much more distressing than the usual appearance of being strong outside but doing nothing, "Li Yanran and the doctor have said that there is no problem, don't be afraid."

I don't know if it's because of the obstructed sight that made her hearing more sensitive, but Song Qiulin's low hoarse and comforting voice was especially obvious in her ears.

Wen Yu's fingertips resting on her shoulders trembled, trying to calm down his breathing.

The heartbeat was so fast, but it wasn't uncomfortable at all. Instead, it brought a sense of smoothness, and it seemed... the closer she got to Song Qiulin, the stronger this comfortable feeling, which made her feel as if she had been drugged, unable to bear it. Always want to hug the person in front of you.

"After the complete physical examination report comes out in two days, you don't have to be nervous, and even if you plan for the worst, with the help of the Jiang family and the Song family, the things you are afraid of will never happen." She rubbed Wen Yu's earlobe, lowered his voice, "I promise, huh?"

The doctor said that Wen Yu might not even believe it, but it was strange that what came out of Song Qiulin's mouth was different.

She was also talking about the Song family, and she treated herself as the closest person.

Wen Yu: "Why didn't I realize that you are such a gentle person before?"

Song Qiulin didn't move his eyes from looking at her, "Because that person is you."

Because of Song Qiulin's action of wiping tears, the two of them were very close, Wen Yu looked at Song Qiulin who was squatting in front of him with drooping eyelashes, and had an inexplicable illusion, as if this person was going to kiss him in the next moment.

His eyes stayed on Song Qiulin's slightly parted thin lips for a few seconds, Wen Yu abruptly looked away, and changed the subject, "I'm going to sleep."

"Well, you go to sleep, I'm leaving." Song Qiulin stood up.

"No." Wen Yu grabbed the hem of her clothes from behind, "Don't leave, you sleep with me."

Song Qiulin turned around, "Are you sure, do you want me to call Dr. Wen for you?"

"No, I want you." Wen Yu awkwardly moved Sister Yan away, "She must be with the vixen."

At the critical moment, Wen Yu took the blame one by one more smoothly than the other.

Song Qiulin didn't refuse again, "Then you have to let go first, I took off my clothes."

"You, you, you, sleep as soon as you sleep, what kind of clothes do you take off!"

There was a chuckle in the air, and Song Qiulin's voice came out slowly, "You want me to go to bed in a dirty coat? Don't worry, I'm different from my sister. I'm not a fox, so I won't do that kind of seductive business."

"..." Wen Yu turned around.

With her back to Song Qiulin, she couldn't see her face and movements, but she could clearly hear the sound of her undressing, which was more uncomfortable than seeing it with her own eyes.

The imagination is rich, and her eyes have not seen anything yet, and her mind has already stripped people naked.

"Why are you so slow?" Wen Yu didn't wait for Song Qiulin to go to bed for a long time, and Wen Yu thought she was really going to get naked/sleep.

Just as he was nervous, a piece of the mattress was sunken, and the corner of the quilt was lifted, "Okay."

Wen Yu consciously moved a little to the side, breathing unconsciously became cautious.

First, the quilt was lifted, and some cool air came in. When Wen Yu shrank her body, the person behind her had already clung to her with the familiar crisp smell, and the soft hair slid over her skin, leaving it smooth and silky. touch.

Song Qiulin brushed back the hair that was spread on the pillow, and wrapped Wen Yu's waist with his right hand and pulled her back. Just as Wen Yu was about to speak, she spoke first, "Move over there and you can sleep on the floor .”

Wen Yu: "..."

Surrounded by her like this, with his back close to the person behind him, his nose is surrounded by her refreshing smell, which completely washes away the smell of disinfectant that he smelled in the hospital just now.

How to say, very safe.

In the past, whenever Wen Yu was in a bad mood, he would hug the pillow and knock on Wen Ziyang's room to beg for sex, but today she didn't want to bother anymore, because she didn't want Wen Ziyang to know that she was scared tonight.

Only her maintaining a cheerful and optimistic attitude is the last bottom line for Wen Ziyang not to collapse.

The skin is close, and Wen Yu can easily feel the body temperature of the person behind him. Song Qiulin seems to be wearing only a thin layer of bottoming on his upper body, with his bare legs rubbing against his back. Wen Yu couldn't help but ask, "You wear so little to sleep, why don't you sleep?" Is not It Cold?"

"It's not cold." Song Qiulin's voice was very soft, he lowered his head and rubbed his chin on Wen Yu's shoulder, "You are very warm when hugged."

Wen Yu: What the hell?Am I a fucking hand warmer?

The two of them kept this posture for a while without moving. Wen Yu was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, but the big guy behind her was different, there was no fluctuation at all, if she hadn't occasionally blinked her eyelashes to brush the skin of Wen Yu's neck It made her itchy for a while, and I really thought she had fallen asleep.

The temperature in the quilt gradually increased, and then Wen Yu noticed that his heartbeat did not slow down, but instead beat faster and faster.

... I don't know if Song Qiulin will find out.

Wen Yu looked down, landed on the hand attached to the abdomen, and moved her body carefully to try to get away, but before she moved a few times, the hand patted her stomach, "Don't move around."

Wen Yu: Woo!If I had known that your sleeping habits were so strict, I would not have kept you with me.

But that's right, Song Qiulin has insomnia and must have high requirements for the sleeping environment.

"Wen Yu." Song Qiulin suddenly called out to her, and stretched out his hand towards her.

Under the quilt, the fingertips of the two touched each other, Wen Yu subconsciously held hers, rubbed her fingertips, and could picture the shape of the hand held in the palm of her heart.

It seems that Song Qiulin's thumb is longer than that of ordinary people, only the palm has a thin callus, and it is quite fun to move it with the soft fingertips.

Song Qiulin let her fingers play with her palms, causing a little numbness, then suddenly closed his palms and grabbed her hand, "Is it fun?"

"It's okay, your fingers are so long, they are very suitable for playing the piano." But she seemed to have never seen Song Qiulin touch the piano.

"You're not the first to say that."

Song Qiulin sighed and buried his face in the girl's neck.

"My mother is a famous pianist, and she gave many solo recitals, so I was always forced to practice when I was a child. At that time, I hated piano very much and often skipped classes. The funny thing is, after she left, But I began to miss the feeling of my fingers flying on the black and white keys."

Father Song is strict and face-saving. Their mother is a pianist, and he wants to train them to be the best. Song Qiulin doesn't like to play. After skipping class, he was furious and broke a few fingers. After getting up, the dexterity of the hands can no longer be compared with before, and the piano matter can only come to an end.

But the contest between Song Zhou and Song's father was not so simple. It was so stinky and long. The ending was that Song Zhou was thrown abroad because of this, and he struggled alone until he got better. Her father showed off a series of her success stories to the outside world, as if they were all the results of her own cultivation.

Unexpectedly, the most representative good students in No. [-] Middle School would also have the experience of skipping classes.

Wen Yu: "Isn't your mother...?"

"At that time, my father was newly married."

It is estimated that only Wen Yu, who doesn't care about things in the circle at all, can not even know this open secret.

"I was afraid too." He was right behind him, but hearing Song Qiulin's voice made Wen Yu feel that she was far away, probably recalling something from a long time ago, "When I saw her hanging in front of me, that feeling, It’s something I’ll never forget.”

Song Qiulin's biological mother and father's father have always had a bad relationship. Song's father wanted to imprison her as an exquisite and beautiful bird in a cage, but the caged bird wanted to escape regardless of his life.

She committed suicide, in a very painful way.

Song Qiulin smiled when he said this, as if mocking, "At that time, Song Zhou was always guarding me every step of the way. It's hard to imagine that she would take care of others with such a temperament."

Wen Yu imagined the gentle expression on that overly enchanting face, and immediately shook his body, "Indeed."

"She's just soft-spoken."

"Why are you telling me this all of a sudden?"

"I just think you should know." Song Qiulin said, and then patted her thin shoulder lightly, "Go to sleep, stop thinking about it."

"Oh."

Wen Yu opened his eyes wide and looked at the slit curtains, realizing that he was not sleepy at all.

"Song Qiulin, I actually like you quite a bit."

"Ok, I know."