Fake parents dressed as villains

Song Jin of his family is so pure-hearted and ascetic.

Luo Yansheng sighed, turned and walked into the bathroom.

Warm running water splashed on his body, and Luo Yansheng brushed his long hair back from his head. He hadn't taken care of it for a while, and the hair had already grown to his chest, so he had to find a time.

Luo Yansheng covered his whole body with soap. This body was dazzlingly white. After Luo Yansheng's "torture" for half a year, his skin color remained unchanged, except for a few visible muscle lines.

"Oh." Luo Yansheng sighed again while washing.

"Does Song Jin really have someone he likes?" Luo Yansheng muttered.

The sound of splashing water covered his voice.

But I haven't seen him talking to anyone these days, who could it be?Is he really joking?

After taking a shower, Luo Yansheng turned on the tap and wiped his body with a towel.

After wiping, he was about to get dressed, only to realize that he hadn't taken a change of clothes.

"Song Jin!"

Luo Yansheng yelled in the bathroom.

He opened a crack in the door, and the cold wind blew in, making him shiver.

The door of the kitchen is directly opposite the bathroom, Song Jin heard the voice and walked to the door.

Luo Yansheng's body is hidden behind the door. From the gap, one can see Luo Yansheng's fair skin with drops of water, graceful shoulder and neckline, protruding half of the collarbone, and the imaginative place hidden behind the door.

Song Jin's eyes froze for a moment, and she quickly looked away.

"what happened?"

Luo Yansheng smiled in embarrassment, and said: "I forgot to get a change of clothes, can you help me?"

Song Jin lowered her eyes, "Yes."

He walked into Luo Yansheng's room and brought his pajamas with ease.

"thank you."

Luo Yansheng hid behind the door, but a lotus root arm stretched out from behind the door.

Soaked in water for too long, the skin of his fingertips turned white and wrinkled, and his five fingers spread out in front of Song Jin.There are not many lines on Luo Yansheng's palm, and there are still water stains.

Song Jin lowered her eyes, her throat was a little dry, and when she walked to the door, her eyes naturally fell behind the crack in the door.

In the narrow gap, he saw Luo Yansheng's calf.

His calf, like the rest of his body, seemed much paler after a winter without sunlight.

"Hiss—it's so cold." Luo Yansheng went to take the pajamas in his hand, and the wet fingertips touched the first knuckle of Song Jin's index finger.

After getting the clothes, he closed the gap, and there was a rustling sound from inside.

After delivering the clothes to Luo Yansheng, Song Jin stood quietly outside the bathroom door and did not leave.

The sound insulation of the bathroom is not bad, probably because Luo Yansheng was too lazy to walk back and put on his clothes behind the door, so the sound was a little weak.

Luo Yansheng shook off his clothes, put them on his head, and wiped his arms against the cloth.

There is a piece of transparent patterned glass in the middle of the door of the bathroom. Although the picture inside cannot be seen, a blurry figure can be seen from behind.

When wearing pajama pants, Luo Yansheng had no support, and simply leaned his back against the door, and slipped the pants on.

The dishes were almost burnt, and reason told Song Jin that it was time to go back.

But the dryness in his throat made him unable to move away.

His eyes, as thick as ink, stared at the first knuckle of his right index finger. There was a little water stain on it, which belonged to Luo Yansheng's body, and it carried Luo Yansheng's breath.

Isn't it decided?Always hide your thoughts.

Why does the more he suppresses, the stronger the desire in his heart?Only by staying away from Luo Yansheng can he become a good boy and stay by Luo Yansheng's side?

He slowly raised his right hand, as if the action was delayed for a few seconds, and brought his right index finger to his lips inch by inch.In the end, he covered the water stain on the first joint of his index finger with his lips, and wiped away the traces left by Luo Yansheng on his body with his lips.

It's right across the door from Luo Yansheng.

Luo Yansheng got dressed, threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine, and cleaned up the water stains in the bathroom before opening the door and walking out.

As soon as he walked outside, a burning smell mixed with the cold wind was sent into his nostrils.

Luo Yansheng arched his nose, walked into the kitchen following the smell, and saw Song Jin dumping a pile of dark food into the trash can.

"Is it burnt?" Luo Yansheng asked.

"Well, I didn't pay attention to the heat." Song Jin's face was calm.

"Oh, how about I come?"

"Ah."

Luo Yansheng stepped forward and rinsed the pot, thinking that Song Jin was busy preparing for the final exam during this period, and he didn't talk to him much. When he turned around and was about to ask him, he found that Song Jin had left the kitchen.

Luo Yansheng stared blankly.

As the end of the new year approaches, Luo Yansheng has also started to prepare for the new year.

He and Song Jin bought some small fireworks and planned to go to the open space allowed by the community on the night of their thirties.

After preparing the necessities for the New Year, he picked out two good-looking clothes for Song Jin as a New Year gift.

After preparing all the necessities for the New Year, pasting up the couplets, and installing the lanterns, Luo Yansheng was so bored that he panicked.

The breakfast shop was also closed two days ago, Song Jin was doing homework in her room every day, Luo Yansheng really had nothing to do.

"Luo Yansheng, who wrote your couplets?"

The uncle at the door shouted.

Luo Yansheng raised his head and raised his chin proudly, "My family Song Jin wrote it! Isn't it beautiful?"

"Yo, that's really good! The writing is really beautiful." The uncle was full of praise, "Let your Song Jin write one for me."

"He's doing his homework. I'll ask for you after finishing the homework."

"Okay, I'll wait."

When Song Jin finished his homework, Luo Yansheng walked to his door, gently pushed the door open, did not go in, and asked softly: "Song Jin, are you free? Uncle Gou on the opposite side really likes your couplets, you Can you write a picture for him?"

If there is nothing to do these two days, Song Jin will nest in her room, and Luo Yansheng will not dare to disturb him if she is fine, for fear that she will accidentally make him angry.

Song Jin raised her head from the desk, "Yes."

Luo Yan was overjoyed, "Then I'll call him over."

Ten minutes later, Uncle Gou came to Song Jin with a blank couplet. Song Jin wrote the couplet according to what he said. Uncle Gou thanked him repeatedly, and happily pasted the couplet on the door.In the evening, he asked his grandson to give Song Jin a can of fruit candy.

The sugar jars are transparent, and the candies inside are colorful and full of flavors.

Song Jin took the sugar bowl, saw Luo Yansheng's eyes drooling, silently licked the corner of her lower lip, opened the lid, twisted a grape-flavored candy, and signaled Luo Yansheng to open her mouth.

Luo Yansheng opened his mouth obediently, and Song Jin brought the candy to Luo Yansheng's lips.

Luo Yansheng closed his lips and brought the candy in. The delicious sweetness made him smile like a satiated cat with his eyes bent.

"You can only eat one a day, and I'll give it to you tomorrow."

After saying that, Song Jin walked towards the room with the sugar jar in her arms.

"Oh." Luo Yansheng lowered his head in response, watching him return to the room.

The next day, the neighbors in the neighborhood saw the couplet written by Song Jin, and they all came to their door and offered money for Song Jin to write it for them.

Putting money aside, writing so many couplets, Luo Yansheng was afraid that his family's hands would hurt, so he wanted to refuse immediately.

Song Jin walked behind him at some point and promised everyone for him.

"Song Jin, you don't do your homework anymore?" Luo Yansheng asked in confusion.

"Well, I'm done." Song Jin said lightly.

"Then what did you promise them to do? Don't your hands hurt from writing so many words?" Luo Yansheng frowned disapprovingly.

Song Jin pursed her lips and smiled, "Didn't you always say you're bored these days, help me grind ink?"

After hearing this, Luo Yansheng lowered his head without looking back, and muttered to himself: "Then it's because you keep ignoring me."

Song Jin didn't hear what he was saying, so she smiled and said, "Let's go, let's set up a table in front."

Luo Yansheng and Song Jin set up a table at the front of the intersection, Luo Yansheng studied the ink, Song Jin took the pen, those who wanted couplets took their own paper, and Song Jin just wrote.

And a pair of couplets is not expensive, just charge ten yuan.

At first, there were only some neighbors in the neighborhood, and even saw Uncle Gou inside.

"Uncle, didn't I write it for you? Why are you here again?" Luo Yan asked with a smile.

Uncle Gou said with a silly smile, "I visit relatives during Chinese New Year, and Song Jin's handwriting is very beautiful."

Uncle Gou is an upright person, and he bought ten couplets by himself.

Because there is a street outside the intersection, there are a lot of people coming and going to buy new year's goods. Seeing a group of people gathered here, it attracted a lot of curious eyes, and more and more people bought couplets.

There were even a few people who drove all the way to buy couplets.

Luo Yansheng's money box was almost full, but he didn't feel happy at all.

His hands were so sore from studying ink, let alone Song Jin.

"Song Jin, can we stop writing? You never stopped!"

Song Jin shook her head and said, "It's okay, don't you like lively places?"

Luo Yansheng was choked up by what he said, he really likes to be lively.Although he and his alcoholic father were the only two people during Chinese New Year, and his alcoholic father was often away, his home was a small alley, surrounded by people, and it was lively during Chinese New Year. He helped this house and that house After running from one house to another, the neighbors around him are very kind to him, so Luo Yansheng doesn't feel lonely.

But in this world, only Song Jin is beside Luo Yansheng, if Song Jin ignores him, he can only be alone, loneliness will make him restless.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Jin lowered her eyes and said, "Is the wristband you bought for me still there?"

"In my room, what's wrong?"

"Take it here, you won't be tired wearing the wristband."

"Really? Then wait for me."

"Ah."

Luo Yansheng went home to get the wristband, and heard Aunt Wang yelling again in the next yard:

"Wang Dashan, let me tell you, if you dare to buy Song Jin's couplets, don't even think about entering my house!"

Brother Wang said helplessly: "Mom, it's just a couplet. Why do you mind so much?"

"I said I can't do it, but I can't do it! If you go to buy his things, doesn't it prove that I am not as good as Luo Yansheng?"

"Mom, how can there be such a meaning, don't think too much about it."

Luo Yansheng took the wristband and passed by the door, and the corner of his mouth was indifferent.

It was not until it was getting late that Song Jin finished writing the last couplet.

The cool wind was blowing from all directions. Luo Yansheng opened the money box and pushed it in front of Song Jin, "Song Jin, this is the result of your day's labor. What do you want? I'll take you to buy it!"

Song Jin said while packing her things, "I'll buy you some fish."

Luo Yansheng frowned and said, "This is the money you earned, how can you buy me something?"

"I earned it, and I can buy it for anyone I want." Song Jin turned around and closed the money box, "What else do you want besides fish?"

Luo Yansheng narrowed his eyes, and the streetlight cast a layer of light on his side face, "I also want the ability to hear what others are saying."

Song Jin asked in surprise, "Why?"

Luo Yan smiled flamboyantly, "Because when you ignore me, I can hear what you are thinking."

Hearing this, Song Jin's eyes slipped, and she didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, he said: "You don't need this ability, you will be frightened."

"Really?" Luo Yansheng leaned forward and lightly poked his heart with his index finger, "Will you tell me ghost stories in your heart?"

"For you, maybe it is." Song Jin said.

Luo Yansheng crossed his hips and patted his chest, "Then don't worry, those are all fictions, not scientific at all, and they won't scare me at all."

"Really?" Song Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, expressing that she didn't believe it.

"Of course, I'm an adult! I'm not the same as you..."

Halfway through speaking, Luo Yansheng immediately stopped talking.

It's over, he said out of habit...

Luo Yansheng stopped talking and looked at Song Jin's face.Sure enough, after hearing his words, Song Jin's expression turned cold, her lips were pursed into a straight line, and she put the things into the box.

"go home."

After speaking, he left first.

Luo Yansheng looked at his back with a melancholy expression.

It would be great if she really had this ability. At this moment, what is Song Jin thinking in her heart?

Ahhhhh!

How can you have this ability!

It's all my fault for my broken mouth, which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted!

The day before last, Luo Yansheng played badminton with brother Wang next door on the path in front of the door.

There are usually no cars passing by on this road, and it is a sacred place for playing badminton.

"call out!"

"call out!"

The racket is swung around, and the shuttlecock is also flying around in the air.

A few children next to me are helping to keep score:

"Uncle Luo's [-] points!"

"Uncle Wang, everyone, come on!"

Wang Dashan was so tired that he couldn't breathe, so he quickly waved his hands, indicating that he wanted to take a rest.

Luo Yansheng waved his arms sorely, he also shook his head and said to take a rest first.

The two sat on the steps in front of the house, and Wang Dashan asked, "Where is Song Jin? Why haven't you seen him go out these two days?"

Mentioning Song Jin, Luo Yansheng couldn't hide the melancholy on his face, and sighed: "Reading in the room."

Wang Dashan said with a smile: "What's the matter with you and him? Didn't you stick together everywhere before? Recently, it seems that you go out by yourself, and you don't take him much."

Luo Yansheng frowned worriedly, and said, "It's not that I don't take him, it's that he doesn't want to go out with me."

"What's wrong? What did you do to him again?"

Luo Yansheng rolled his eyes at him, "What can I do to him?"

Wang Dashan said: "Forcing him to work or something? Aren't you always like this before?"

"Go!" Luo Yansheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "That's all in the past, how can I be willing now."

"Then what's the matter with you?"

Luo Yansheng grabbed his arm and asked: "You also feel that something is wrong, don't you?"

"It's not right."

"Yes." Luo Yansheng said dejectedly.

He turned his head and took a look into the room, Song Jin's door was ajar, and he didn't know what he was doing inside.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with him, he just doesn't like to talk, but he didn't like to talk before, and he didn't like to go out. I don't think he looks angry, and occasionally jokes with me, but I just think it's weird, he seems Deliberately keeping the distance between me and him." Luo Yansheng put his hands on his cheeks, and frowned tightly.

Wang Dashan didn't know Song Jin that well, he shrugged and said, "Isn't he at the age of rebellion? Maybe he has his own concerns, just leave him alone."

Luo Yansheng sighed, "Perhaps so."

Seeing that he was still looking listless, Wang Dashan raised his hand and slapped him hard on the back, saying: "Don't think about it, organize a section to watch a movie together at night, it's quite far from here, my mother is too lazy to run, you and I Let's go with my dad. You don't know, every time I hear you and my mom quarreling, my dad just laughs at himself. He said he has never seen anyone who can scold my mom, and he wants to find time to have a good time with you. Let's talk."

"Watching a movie? Is it the kind that pulls a projection cloth and then the people below watch it together?" Luo Yansheng sat up straight and regained his energy.

He liked this kind of atmosphere since he was a child. Neighbors, seven aunts and eight aunts all sat together to watch movies. Everyone enjoyed themselves, just like a family.

"Yes, are you going? I'll ride a tricycle, so you don't have to walk back and forth."

"Go! I'll go home and ask Song Jin to see if he can go."

Luo Yansheng threw down the badminton racket, turned around and ran into his small courtyard.

"Song Jin, do you want to go to the movies tonight? Our area is organized to watch movies, it's very lively!"

Luo Yansheng pushed open the door of Song Jin's room, and saw him sitting at the desk with his head down reading a book.

Song Jin raised her eyes to look at him, with a small smile in her eyes, she shook her head and said, "I want to rest early at night, you can go."

"Oh..." Luo Yansheng lowered his head in disappointment.

What's the matter, I've always been with myself before.

"Come back early, don't read too late." Song Jin warned, and continued to look at the book.

Luo Yansheng stood outside the door without moving, looking at him eagerly.

Song Jin didn't seem to notice, after reading one page, she turned to the next page.

After a while, Luo Yansheng looked away and left his small courtyard.

The moment he turned around, Song Jin's movements stopped.

He didn't enter a word in the book, and the familiar words in the past have become very strange to him now.

The sound of Luo Yansheng's leaving footsteps was like drumbeats, hitting his heart hard one after another.

The author has something to say:

Don't worry, QAQ, with Xiao Luo's character, Xiao Song will not be oppressed all the time, and Xiao Song's knot will definitely be untied.But the confession will definitely only come after Xiao Song.

Good night