Dramatic self-cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

"Little book?"

Song Xu's voice brought Shen Xinglan back to reality. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Seeing that you have been training hard recently, I asked my aunt to cook some chicken soup for you." His eyes were full of concern.

Shen Xinglan hadn't received such a cheap self-touch for a long time, he pursed his lips and smiled, turned his head to look at him, his eyes flickered slightly: "You are so kind."

Song Xu felt as if he had eaten honey. He felt that today He Shu was a little different from usual. He would lose his temper with him and even praise him. He already liked him. Who can stand it?

"I can treat you better in the future." Song Xu sat up straight and straightened his chest, "What else do you want to eat? I'll take you there at noon."

On the bench under the shade of the tree, the two teenagers sat side by side, intimate, and the picture was peaceful and beautiful, as if they were shooting a blockbuster.

He Yu, who was a few steps away, stared at this scene, clenched his fists unconsciously. If ordinary classmates saw his appearance at this time, they might think that this is just a person with the same name and surname as He Yu.

God knows how hard it took him to take deep breaths before he managed to swallow it down.

When he came in front of the two of them, he stopped and called softly, "Brother Ah Shu."

The boy's voice was clear and clean, flowing through people's ears like a brook, with unconscious grievance and weakness, very timid.

Following the prestige, Shen Xinglan saw a slender young man standing in front of him, like a cat, with round eyes and thin lips, and his fingers twisted together restlessly, as if a louder voice could scare him away.

Song Xu naturally saw him too. Thinking of what happened in the woods, he felt a little embarrassed in front of He Shu at this moment, so he simply turned his head away from He Yu.

After all, they were only 17 years old. Shen Xinglan, who had a panoramic view of the reactions of the two, said with a half-smile, "Well, what do you need from me?"

"I really didn't break your watch on purpose, I just wanted to watch it up close..." He Yu bit her lip, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being too clumsy, I ran across the city to buy the same watch today."

He took out a pure black gilt gift box from behind and handed it to Shen Xinglan with a very sincere expression, "Brother, I don't expect you to forgive me, I just ask you not to be angry again."

The same logo as the broken watch is printed on the gift box, and the pattern spreads along the box body, which is low-key and extravagant.

Song Xu unconsciously turned his head back. Although it was none of his business, he couldn't help being curious.

The body of the box stayed in mid-air for a long time, until He Yu's wrists began to feel sore, and he couldn't hold it faintly, so Shen Xinglan reached out to take it.

"Everyone is a brother, why would I be angry with you?" He looked very puzzled, and he didn't expect He Yu to apologize to him at all, "What's more, you are the son of the He family, you are willing to call me brother, I've been very moved."

He Yu, who was thinking about how to continue acting: He Shu is stubborn, shouldn't he get angry and quarrel with him at this time?

As long as he dared to get angry at him, he would have a way to irritate him. With so many people around watching, wouldn't it be clear at a glance who was right and who was wrong?

But He Shu not only didn't get angry because of the counterfeit, on the contrary, he was so amiable. He Yu felt like he was hitting the cotton with his fist, and the suffocating fire was completely blocked in his chest.

He Yu was not reconciled, "I heard that the previous watch was very important, and you always wore it. I took a long time off to choose this watch. I don't know if it suits my brother's wish?"

These words are deliberately stepping on He Shu's pain. He Shu has always been magnanimous about things he doesn't care about.

However, when his bottom line was touched, he was determined to fight the opponent to the end with full of enthusiasm.

It is not unreasonable to say that the rigidity is easy to break.

Shen Xinglan's eyes darkened for a moment, and he gently pushed open the gift box with his long fingers. Inside was a mechanical watch, which was very similar to the previous watch.

Breaking the relics left by He's father and buying a similar watch to make amends, who is this disgusting?

"I have a heart." Shen Xinglan smiled lightly, took out the watch and put it on his wrist, and said softly, "The previous watch is indeed very important, but this one is equally important, because you specially chose it for me."

Exquisite and luxurious dial, agate stone is close to the skin, icy and cool, absorbing the temperature inside the wrist.

Shen Xinglan seemed to really like this watch and couldn't put it down. He even turned around and raised his hand to Song Xu beside him and asked, "Look, does it look good on me?"

Song Xu, who was watching the battle next to him, tried hard to digest the information. He glanced at the boy's slender wrists, and the silver-gray strap made his skin extremely white, like a whitebait churning in the shallow sea.

Just this one glance made him a little dazed, he nodded, and hurriedly said: "It's beautiful, it's very beautiful."

Shen Xinglan smiled: "Then I'll keep wearing it from now on."

He Yu's face was a little tense, and the direction completely different from what he had imagined made him feel extremely disappointed. The annoyance accumulated when he was gently and firmly forced by He's mother to apologize in the morning reached its peak at this moment.

With a "click", the clasp of the watch worn on Shen Xinglan's wrist came loose, and suddenly slipped from his wrist, falling to the ground without warning, and the entire dial fell to pieces.

"Oh." Shocked by this sudden change, Shen Xinglan took a small step back, and just stepped back to Song Xu's side. Song Xu subconsciously stretched out his hand to support him.

Shen Xinglan looked at the watch on the ground, then looked up at He Yu who looked worried, and said at a loss: "Sorry, I didn't expect that there is a problem with the buckle of this watch. I really didn't mean it. You won't be angry, right?"

The broken watch on the ground was like a spark thrown into oil, igniting all the depressed emotions at once. It was a watch that he spent a huge sum of money and picked out more than a dozen stores to buy!

He Yu was so angry that he was about to ascend to heaven, wishing he could rush up and beat He Shu up, but when faced with He Shu's apology, in order to maintain a sensible and considerate personality, he could only choose to smile: "How could that be."

How could the three words be squeezed out from between the teeth.

Shen Xinglan backed away again, like a child who has done something wrong seeking protection, he tilted his head slightly, and held Song Xu's clothes with his fingers, the whole movement was smooth and natural.

"A Xu," he whispered, "I accidentally broke the precious watch that Xiaoyu gave me, what should I do?"

It seemed that what was pinched was not the hem of his clothes, but his own heart. How had he ever been so dependent on someone?He Shu looked at him as if he was his whole world.

Song Xu's protective desire was infinitely aroused. He bent forward and picked up the broken watch: "I know a watch dealer, so I can take it to repair it."

The two showed their affection as if there was no one else around, as if no one else existed, He Yu was constantly disturbed, recalling Song Xu comparing him with He Shu in the woods, and pinching his fingers into his palm.

It wasn't until he heard Song Xu's name called out in his own voice that He Yu suddenly realized that his patience and restraint had reached their limit.

Shen Xinglan and Song Xu stood not far away. Song Xu didn't look at He Yu, fearing that He Shu would find something, and even said in an extremely cold tone, "What do you want me to do?"

How could he be so clever, how could he fail to see the alienation and warning in his eyes?

I don't know whether he thinks it's ridiculous or ridiculous, but He Yu once fell in love with Song Xu for a moment.

He quickly covered up the sadness in his eyes: "Where are you and brother going?"

"Go to eat." Song Xu stood half a body ahead of Shen Xinglan, which seemed to be a protective gesture, "Since I have apologized and given the watch, there is nothing wrong with you now."

He Yu's fists were clenched into blue, and his bones and joints turned white. He bit his lower lip hard, maintaining a decent smile: "Take good care of your brother."

The moment he looked up, he saw He Shu leaning on Song Xu's shoulder, smiling sweetly at him.

This smile was a critical blow. He Yu stayed in place for a long time until he confirmed that the two had left. He left quickly and stopped in a corner of the school. He took out his brush and drew quickly and violently on the white paper. Use this to calm your emotions.

What he painted were eyes, vicious, cunning eyes, peeping eyes, ferocious red bloodshot eyes.

The painting became faster and faster, more and more urgent, like a torrential rain hitting the ground.

After finishing the painting, he rolled it into a ball, and stomped on the soles of his feet as if venting his anger.

After completing this whole set of movements, the breath in He Yu's chest was completely released. He closed his eyes, straightened his clothes and hair, and walked out calmly.

There were more than a dozen missed calls on the mobile phone in his pocket, all of which came from He Shengyuan and He Qingcheng who were worried about him.

After school in the afternoon, there was a heavy flow of people, and there was a constant rush of traffic on the road not far away.

Song Xu covered Shen Xinglan and walked out. He had already reserved a seat in advance at the western restaurant not far from the school.

In just a few steps, his originally small brain capacity was all thinking about the content of the conversation just now.

The end of being absent-minded was that he almost bumped into someone, Shen Xinglan quickly stopped him, turned his head and looked at him: "What are you thinking?"

Song Xu's mouth was quicker than his brain: "What do you mean He Yu is your own?"

When he said this, he realized that he asked something he shouldn't have asked. When He Yu transferred to another school, he was a cousin of the He family, so no one was suspicious.

If He Yu was his own and He Shu was not, then it would be too inappropriate to ask this in front of people.

Although Song Xu's brain is not very bright, but he should have common sense, he immediately apologized: "I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean anything else, I was just too surprised."

The two walked side by side among the bustling crowd, and the warm glow reflected the sky, casting long shadows on the ground.

"Normal people feel puzzled," Shen Xinglan said in a calm tone when he mentioned the important secrets, and even gave people the illusion that he didn't care, "I have been the son of the He family for 17 years, and my mother just happened to me. her own child, and He Yu is her own flesh and blood."

If He Shu said these words with a heart-wrenching expression at this moment, it would not be as shocking as Song Xu's feeling now.

How much pain does it take to lift weights lightly?

Song Xuguang used his brain to make up for it, and he tortured himself so badly. He raised his hand and stopped, and it fell on Shen Xinglan's shoulder like a feather: "This is too fucked."

Shen Xinglan lowered his head, his thick eyelashes drooped, covering the emotions in his eyes, the line of his jaw was clear and tight, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Perhaps, my birth was a mistake."

"Don't talk nonsense! Don't you still have me!" Song Xu desperately wanted to comfort him, but he was clumsy and didn't know how to express it. He blurted out, "I will support you after the He family no longer supports you. My card, car , everything is for you."

At least at this moment, he was sincere, even if he was asked to give all his pocket money to He Shu, he would be willing.

Shen Xinglan sighed slightly, and looked at him quietly with a pair of eyes: "I only have you now, and every day I live now, I am very scared."

Born with a golden spoon in his mouth, Song Xu, who didn't know what to be afraid of at all, asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Under the setting sun, the corners of the melancholy young man's lips parted into a smile: "Of course I'm afraid that one day I will be sent back to my hometown and I will never see you again."

His voice was very soft, like the last whisper before parting, and his eyes were so pure and clear, as if he wanted to engrave the other party's appearance into his eyes.

"You are so kind to me, and I like you very much. If my biological parents find me, I have to obediently go with them." Shen Xinglan half-jokingly said, "If I really leave, you will miss me, right? ?”

The strong melancholy and reluctance firmly grasped Song Xu's heart, making him have no time to think about other things. It turns out that the person he likes suffers so much, and it turns out that every day is such a miserable life!

He couldn't bear it any longer, and hugged He Shu violently, as if only in this way could he truly catch him: "Don't worry, I will protect you, who dares to take you away!"