Blame him for being too pretty

Song Yuhe stared at the empty box and was stunned for a long time. After realizing it, he immediately fumbled around the bed in panic.

He thought maybe he had a fever yesterday, and his sleeping position was too bad, so he accidentally dropped 57.

It's just that under the bed, even the mattress was turned upside down, but the bionic wristwatch was still not found.

The second hand of the cartoon clock given by Qin Xian on the table slowly moved around, and the sound of mechanical rotation, which was usually ignored, was like thunder in the ears.

One, two.

One after another, they gradually coincided with the sound of the heartbeat.

Song Yuhe stood beside the bed with disheveled hair, staring blankly at the empty box, his body trembled from the beginning to the end, the trembling became bigger and bigger, his legs couldn't even stand still, he staggered and sat in a messy the ground.

57 is gone.

The bionic man who had never left him half a step since childhood was lost.

Song Yuhe felt that his fever had gone down, but his body was more uncomfortable than before he passed out yesterday. He had a splitting headache and struggled to continue searching, but his limbs couldn't support his heavy body at all.

The sun shone on him from the window, but he couldn't feel any warmth.

Song Yuhe's vision was nothingness, and he didn't know where it fell. His extremely beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of glaze, and after a slight shake, a mist of water slowly appeared.

His mind was not very good at all, and it seemed that he was in a state of shutdown at this time, and he didn't know how to think at all.

It didn't even occur to someone in the same room who stole it.

Until there was a sound of footsteps at the door, Song Yuhe looked up blankly.

Lian Yan is back.

He seemed to be in a good mood, with the breakfast he bought downstairs in his hand, instead of being angry when he saw the mess on the floor, he smiled lightly and asked him nonchalantly, "Have you eaten yet?"

Song Yuhe stared blankly at him, his eyelashes were soaked by water marks, and they were all wet, as if he had been bullied miserably.

Lian Yan raised the corners of his lips quietly, still asking him: "What's wrong? What are you looking for?"

Song Yuhe's reaction was several beats slow, until Lian Yan returned to his seat impatiently, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, helped the bed to get up, and asked him in a crying voice: "You...you see Is my android?"

Lian Yan leaned on the back of the chair, smiled, and said, "What are you talking about, our school is not allowed to bring bionics."

Song Yuhe couldn't think anymore, and he couldn't wait for the answer he wanted, so he had to repeat it again with a trembling voice.

"Have you seen my android?"

Song Yuhe looked so desperate that he was about to cry.

Lian Yan looked at his distressed look with almost enjoyment, and finally couldn't hide the malice that had been hidden under the kind skin. He stared closely at his face and said, "Even if I see it, what are you going to do?"

Song Yuhe said "Ah?", as if he didn't understand. After thinking for a while, he stretched out both hands: "Then give him back to me."

Lian Yan looked at him sarcastically.

The embarrassment of being punished in public was completely relieved at this moment.

So what if he can enter the research institute, isn't he begging for help now?

Lian Yan and Lu Gaocheng originally planned to go to the research institute for Song Yuhe's stealing of the bionic man as they had planned, but after being scolded by a nosy dog ​​man on the road, the two thought about it again. new idea.

Song Yuhe cared so much about the bionic man, if he stole the bionic man while he was sleeping, what kind of broken expression would he show?

Even if Song Yuhe knew that his roommate had taken the android, he couldn't tell the teacher because of the school's ban on androids, and he didn't even dare to report it to the police station.

Song Yuhe didn't know that people's hearts were sinister, so he repeated his own words: "Give him back to me."

Give him back to me.

Lian Yan was amused to see him trembling and on the verge of collapse, leaned slightly sideways, and pointed the camera that had been on the table since just now to record at Song Yuhe.

Such an embarrassing appearance, of course, should be recorded properly.

Song Yuhe's breathing was a little short, and the long-term nervous breakdown made him unable to bear it anymore, and tears rolled down directly.

Lian Yan looked at him with a half-smile, and finally spoke lightly.

"there."

He pointed.

Orientation is a sunny window.

Song Yuhe was taken aback.

Lian Yan said maliciously: "I didn't pay attention for a while, it fell, you go down and pick it up."

He and Song Yuhe hadn't been roommates for a long time, but he generally understood that this person didn't know whether it was a bad brain or too timid, and he was a person who would never argue with others.

Sometimes Lian Yan heard people from the school calling him a fool in front of him, but he just hung his head and said nothing.

This kind of person has lived in the country for too long, and when he first came to a big city that was incompatible with him, those strange eyes and vicious words could arouse the inferiority complex in his bones to the extreme.

Some people are ruined by gossip.

Lian Yan was thinking about it, and as expected, he saw Song Yuhe staring at the window in a daze for a long time before staggering towards the door, as if he wanted to pick up the bionic man obediently.

Lian Yan showed a sarcastic and disdainful smile.

He was about to turn around and share the joy of victory with Lu Gaocheng when he suddenly heard the door seem to be closed.

Lian Yan looked up in doubt.

Song Yuhe didn't go out, instead he closed the door as usual, then turned around and walked towards him.

That face was still full of despair and bewilderment visible to the naked eye, but Lian Yan looked at him and felt that there was something different about him.

Before he had time to think about it, Song Yuhe had already walked in front of him and raised his slender wrist towards him.

Lian Yan was stunned, and the thought of "the rabbit bites when it's anxious" flashed in his mind, but he was not worried at all.

Anyway, if this matter gets bigger, Song Yuhe's possession of the bionic man will make him completely unhappy.

In the next second, Song Yuhe's hand grabbed Lian Yan's skirt suddenly, his pretty face approached slightly, his voice was full of cries that hadn't dissipated, and seemed a little soft and charming.

"You threw him down." Song Yuhe slightly tilted his head, and said blankly, "You threw him down."

Lian Yan met his eyes, and suddenly his whole body trembled.

He finally knew how Song Yuhe was different from before.

are the eyes.

Before Song Yuhe's eyes seemed to be full of stars, it was so beautiful that it made people irritated.

But now the galaxy has fallen, leaving nothing but nothingness.

Being watched by these deep eyes, Lian Yan was inexplicably a little apprehensive.

Song Yuhe thought for a while, then seemed to have found a solution, and murmured: "Yes, you have to pick it up for me."

"Yes, you have to pick it up for me."

He seemed to be stimulated, the two repeated words just now made him instinctively repeat each sentence twice, the tone of voice was exactly the same, it was so weird that Lian Yan's scalp went numb.

Lian Yan frowned, clasped his hands and was about to throw him away, but he couldn't shake those hands at all with all his strength.

Song Yuhe was so thin and weak, but he was very strong, so he dragged Lian Yan to ask him to pick up a bionic person for him.

Lian Yan had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Song Yuhe didn't drag him to the door, but grabbed him by the skirt of his clothes, forcibly lifted him to the open window, and threw him out of the window expressionlessly.

Lian Yan: "..."

Lian Yan was frightened crazy by his actions, struggled desperately, and said sharply: "What are you doing?! Let me go—"

Song Yuhe didn't move his hands, he grabbed Lian Yan's skirt and pushed his upper body out of the window.

The sun was shining gently on his beautiful and delicate face, and the tears rolled down his cheeks, like pearls, which were astonishingly beautiful.

Song Yuhe kept exerting force, trying to throw him down, but he was still muttering.

"You threw him down, you have to pick him up."

"You threw him down, you have to pick him up."

Lian Yan screamed crazily, covered in cold sweat from fright, and clasped both sides of the window with both hands, no longer the malice of just watching the excitement calmly.

"Stop! I'll pick it up for you! I'll pick it up for you right away!!!"

He was so frightened that he completely forgot whether he had thrown the android down.

Lu Gaocheng on the other side of the communicator was also stunned, and only then did he react, and hurriedly scrambled and ran towards 501.

This is too exciting...

To die? !

"No." Song Yuhe seemed like a stubborn child, "I don't want it."

"I want you to go down here and pick it up."

"I want you to go down here and pick it up."

Lian Yan's legs were trembling, and the fear of his body being suspended in mid-air made his face full of embarrassing tears.

He was trembling all over, and his brain, which was frightened to shut down, worked hard. With a flash of inspiration, he hurriedly said: "Your...cough cough, I didn't throw away your bionic man, in, in the bathroom, the little one under the mirror In the drawer."

"You didn't throw it?" Song Yuhe's hand was still firmly exerting force, "Did you not throw it?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lian Yan was about to cry, and clarified eagerly with his voice trembling, "I didn't throw it away, if you don't believe me, go and take a look, you...you go and take a look."

If he hadn't been thrown half of his body out of the window now, he would have knelt down with weak legs.

The sun is so beautiful, it makes Song Yuhe's porcelain-white face look like warm jade, it is a face that even top bionic designers would praise repeatedly, but at this moment, in Lian Yan's eyes, it looks like a ghost.

He had no doubt that if he really lost the bionic man, Song Yuhe would throw him directly from the fifth floor.

Lian Yan was still thankful that he didn't listen to Lu Gaocheng's instructions to make things better, but he felt that Song Yuhe's hands were not loose at all, and were even exerting force.

Song Yuhe wept expressionlessly and said, "If you have already thrown it away."

"What if you already threw it away?"

Lian Yan's face turned pale instantly.

He used to always mock Song Yuhe behind his back for his poor brain, but seeing that he didn't play cards according to common sense at all, he finally realized the biggest problem.

It is impossible to communicate normally with people who are not good at brains.

Even if he didn't throw the bionic man, according to Song Yuhe's logic, he could still throw himself from under the window.

Lian Yan finally knew how to be afraid, trembling all over his body, he murmured: "Do you... want to kill me?"

Song Yuhe was a little puzzled when he heard this sentence, he didn't know why he would ask such a question.

"I just want you to pick up a bionic man for me." Song Yuhe repeated patiently, "I just want you to pick up a bionic man for me."

Lian Yan's face was ashen.

Sure enough, it didn't make sense to him.

Song Yuhe's thinking is very simple, he just thinks that if half of the bionic person falls, someone should pick it up.

Song Yuhe was very puzzled.

He can throw his 57, why can't he throw him?

Thinking of this, he pressed down Lian Yan who had already started begging for mercy.

For the first time, Lian Yan was so scared that he cried and howled: "I... I was wrong! I shouldn't touch your bionic man, don't! As long as you let me down, I, cough, I will definitely not tell the teacher about the bionic man !"

But Song Yuhe didn't believe him.

He only needs 57.

At this moment, someone knocked lightly on the door twice.

Song Yuhe was taken aback, but before he could react, the people outside the door impatiently opened the door and walked in.

——It was Bao Qiao who came to pick up Song Yuhe for inspection.

Bo Qiao was dressed in an elegant suit, with rimless glasses between his nose—his glasses seemed to be the same every day. At this moment, he glanced over indifferently, and was startled by the posture of the two of them.

"Both of you, this is..." Bo Qiao asked, "What are you doing?"

Seeing this, Lian Yan didn't care about the person scolding him anymore, and said hoarsely: "Help! Help - he wants to kill me!"

Bo Qiao was taken aback, and looked at the pretty girl who was so thin that she seemed vulnerable.

Song Yuhe said seriously: "I didn't intend to kill him, I didn't intend to kill him."

Bo Qiao frowned: "But you..."

No matter how you look at this posture, it looks like Song Yuhe is going to throw Lian Yan down forcibly?

He was about to come up to stop it, so as not to really cause death.

But when Song Yuhe saw him coming, he exerted even more force. Lian Yan felt a pain in his waist when he was stuck in the window, and his whole body's center of gravity had shifted to the high altitude outside the window.

He was so frightened that he burst into tears and his voice became hoarse. He hurriedly stopped Bao Qiao: "Sir! Don't come here yet! Can you look under the bathroom drawer on the left? Take out a silver watch."

Bo Qiao: "Huh?"

Lian Yan hastily added: "Please, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Bo Qiao still remembered Lian Yan, so he probably saw something. Seeing that Song Yuhe heard the "silver watch", he seemed to pull back slightly, and then quickly went to the bathroom to look it up.

Sure enough, he found the bionic man that was casually thrown in the drawer.

The bionic person in the watch state has almost no silvery taste, but Bo Qiao didn't want to get too close at all. He pinched the bionic person out with two fingers and shook it: "This?"

Lian Yan's expression looked like he was about to cry when he saw his own father: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Seeing the bionic man, Song Yuhe's godless eyes finally seemed to be activated by the bionic man, his pupils turned slightly, he threw Lian Yan casually, rushed over quickly, and grabbed the bionic man in Bao Qiao's hand.

Lian Yan kneeled on the ground with weak legs, fearing that waves would strike him, causing him to hold his chest and cough until he was heartbroken, looking at Song Yuhe with horror in his eyes.

What a lunatic.

Lian Yan finally felt strong remorse and fear.

Why did he provoke a lunatic in the first place?

Song Yuhe put the bionic man back on his wrist with trembling hands, felt the cold touch, and whispered, "57?"

It took a while for 57's voice to come.

"Hane River."

This extremely soft "Yuhe" made Song Yuhe tremble all over, he endured and endured, finally couldn't hold back, and broke down crying in front of Bao Qiao.

57 coaxed him in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay, there's nothing wrong with it, even if I broke it, you can fix it, right?"

Song Yuhe cried so hard that he couldn't speak, he just desperately hugged the hand wearing the bionic man, and tears fell down desperately.

Bo Qiao hadn't seen anyone crying in front of him until he almost died. He wanted to comfort him in embarrassment but didn't know what to say, so he could only let Song Yuhe cry with tears all over his face.

At this time, Lu Gaocheng finally came late, pushed open the door suddenly, and was relieved to see Lian Yan paralyzed on the ground with a pale face.

With an ugly expression on his face, he rushed to Song Yuhe and said sharply, "Are you planning to kill someone?!"

While crying, Song Yuhe desperately hid 57 on his wrist into his bosom, as if he was afraid that he would rush up and snatch his bionic man again.

Bo Qiao finally couldn't see it, and stood in front of Song Yuhe, looking at him coldly, with an astonishing aura, which made the menacing Lu Gaocheng stop immediately.

"Call the police." Bo Qiao said indifferently, "Let's see what the Star Police Department has to say."

Lu Gaocheng froze.

Bo Qiao sneered, and added: "If you have a clear conscience."

The expressions of Lu Gaocheng and Lian Yan were extremely ugly for a moment.

Bo Qiao was too lazy to talk nonsense to people who were blinded by jealousy and resentment, so he shook Song Yuhe's hand and left this place of right and wrong.

Song Yuhe was in a daze along the way, the fear of being almost stolen by the bionic man was still bubbling in his heart, even though he had finished crying and vented, he was still dazed.

Bo Qiao took him for a re-examination. Song Yuhe seemed to have a fever again because of crying, and he took some medicine to get better.

Bo Qiao didn't dare to send him back to the dormitory with his current state of being out of his mind, so he simply took him out of the school gate, intending to go to "Bo Ke".

Today is Qixi Festival, there are a group of couples outside, and there are many stalls selling roses.

The two walked past the roadside stalls one after the other, and Bo Qiao was thinking about whether to let him live in "Bo Ke" for a while, so as not to have contact with those two brats again.

After walking for a long time, Bo Qiao realized later that Song Yuhe hadn't followed.

Bo Qiao frowned, looked back, and found that Song Yuhe was standing by a booth selling roses, staring at the roses intently.

The corners of his eyes were red from crying, his eyelashes were so wet that water could be squeezed out, and those eyes that could absorb the sunlight reflected brilliant roses.

Prettier than sunlight.

Bo Qiao walked back, and before he could speak, the stall owner enthusiastically said to him, "Sir, buy a rose for your pretty boyfriend."

Bo Qiao: "???"