Young master, he is not hated by everyone

"Why, why do you want me to shout like that all of a sudden?" Song Ning's ears turned red.

Wang Shuo was still persistent, "Just call me brother, what reason do you need? I am older than you, are you afraid of losing money?"

It's not that you suffer a loss, it's just...

"Shouting or not?" Wang Shuo was relentless, like a bully.

Song Ning called him softly, "Brother."

His voice was clear and soft, and he scratched Wang Shuo's heart like a kitten's claw.

There is no mirror in front of him, otherwise Wang Shuo would be able to see himself, how exaggerated his smile is.

He hummed, turned off the hair dryer, brushed Song Ning's soft hair with his fingers, and praised: "Good boy."

After taking a shower, Song Ning took out the computer and asked him, "Want to watch a movie?"

Although I only watched it at night, the open-air movie is just for the atmosphere. It’s still a little early to go to bed now. It’s rare to have this opportunity, so I might as well find another movie.

Wang Shuo mentioned a horror movie, Song Ning was a little scared, "Do I have to watch this? I..."

Wang Shuo thinks that he is probably a psychopath. The more Song Ning looks like a cowering quail, the more cute he thinks.

Wang Shuo waved his hand, "It's okay, I'll be with you."

Song Ning was a curious baby, so he agreed after half-pushing.

The horror movie is Japanese-themed, with a spooky style and murderous music. Song Ning was so frightened that she hugged the pillow tightly.

Wang Shuo grew up in the countryside. He is not only bold, but also believes in science. He never believes in such things as gods and ghosts.

He is a materialist and believes that seeing is believing.

"You, aren't you afraid?" Song Ning asked him in a very low voice, shrinking his neck, not to be extremely pitiful.

Wang Shuo's heart was about to melt, he felt like a kitten nobody wanted on a rainy night.

He patted the place beside him, signaling Song Ning to sleep more.

Song Ning was really scared, and she didn't care too much, so she moved to Wang Shuo's side.

He was timid to go, and couldn't help but want to see, covering his eyes and ears with his hands for a while, he was too busy.

Wang Shuo didn't think the movie was scary, he just thought Song Ning was too cute, how could there be such a cute person?Obviously not a child, but it makes people feel cute.

"Brother, can you stop watching?" Song Ning's voice was pitiful, and his eyes were bright.

Wang Shuo felt that he was going to cry from fright.

Wang Shuo hastily pressed down the laptop, but his brain didn't respond, but his hand had already stretched out and took him into his arms.

He noticed that Song Ning's body was visibly stiff, and he was ready to be kicked away.

After a few seconds, Song Ning returned to normal, whispering, "I want to go to the toilet..."

Wang Shuo was a little confused and didn't understand the meaning of his words.

The other party's sluggishness forced Song Ning to brazenly say the second half of the sentence, "I, I want to go to the toilet, can you accompany me..."

This was probably the most painful night in Wang Shuo's 19 years of life.

Instead of showing a smile, he had to say in an extremely serious manner: "Don't be afraid, I'll go with you."

Not to mention, Song Ning's sticky energy didn't make him feel annoying at all, on the contrary, it was inexplicable joy and satisfaction.

Wang Shuo waited for him at the door, and when he came out, he boiled some hot water for him to drink.

Only then did Song Ning recover, and realized later: "I will never watch it again."

Because Song Ning threw himself into his arms just now, Song Ning's hair was also messed up. Wang Shuo stretched out his hand to straighten him, "Well, don't watch it. If you want to watch it, I will watch it with you."

The original drowsiness was frightened to wake up, but Song Ning didn't feel sleepy at all.

In the darkness, the two chatted with each other.

Song Ning asked him, "Did that girl named Wen Jiajia just confess to you?"

Wang Shuo knew that he was a little unhappy because of this matter just now, but he still held back and didn't say anything. Fortunately, he was smart, otherwise, after the night passed, he still didn't know how many strange thoughts would come out of Song Ning's little head.

Wang Shuo teased him, "So you still care? Didn't you let me tell you just now?"

The nights in the countryside are always extraordinarily quiet. When the curtains are drawn, the moonlight outside is blocked, and the interior is really pitch black.

Sensitivity to sound becomes stronger when sight is deprived.

Song Ning listened to his breathing and didn't speak for a long time.

Do you care?Song Ning actually cared.

But why should you care?Song Ning didn't know.

He didn't know how to answer, and after a long while, he broke the jar and said, "So you agreed? She, she is very beautiful."

Although Wen Jiajia's dress is a bit rustic compared to Song Ning's former schoolmates, her appearance still stands out in the village.

It's the age when the heart of spring sprouts. She is bright and charming, cute and arrogant, and she is not artificial. A girl with this kind of temperament should be very attractive.

When Wang Shuo heard him praise Wen Jiajia for being beautiful, he frowned unknowingly, and even his voice was a little cold, "Really? You think beautiful too?"

Song Ning is very sensitive to emotions. When he found out Wang Shuo's displeasure, he was at a loss for words and didn't know how to deal with it.

Song Ning fell silent again, and moved to the edge of the bed.

He deliberately kept a distance, making Wang Shuo even more depressed.

Wang Shuo is addicted to cigarettes, usually he can not smoke in front of Song Ning, but when he gets annoyed, he wants to smoke.

Wang Shuo's mobile phone is still an old Nokia, unlike Song Ning's iPhone 5, which does not have a flashlight function. He pressed the phone on and sat up, "Song Ning, can I have a cigarette?"

Song Ning was stunned for a moment, then stumbled and said, "Yes, yes."

Wang Shuo dimmed the lamp next to the bedside table, got up and stood by the window to light a cigarette.

Because there was no ashtray in Song Ning's room, Wang Shuo could only open the window and flick the ash out of the window.

Wang Shuo's calm demeanor was too cold and hard, which made Song Ning feel strange and alienated.

Does Wang Shuo really like Wen Jiajia?

Are they dating?

The smell of tobacco floated into Song Ning's breath, he looked at Wang Shuo's back, "Have you been smoking for a long time?"

"Intermittently, more in the past two years."

Song Ning groaned, Wang Shuo looked at him, and found that he was embarrassed and his fingers were tangled together again.

After half a cigarette, Wang Shuo became much calmer. He threw away the cigarette butt and turned off the light, and his tone returned to calm and gentle.

"Go to sleep."

Song Ning still couldn't fall asleep. He opened his eyes and heard Wang Shuo's gentle breathing, thinking that the other party was asleep.

"Are you asleep?"

"Wang Shuo?"

Wang Shuo didn't answer, the wind was blowing on the window, making a small crackling sound.

Song Ning remembered the scene in the horror movie, he was afraid, and his body unconsciously moved towards Wang Shuo.

In the end, the two were almost close together, feeling each other's warm body temperature, Song Ning let out a breath.

But Wang Shuo smiled slyly, turned over pretending to be asleep, and landed his palm on Song Ning's waist accurately.

So thin, so soft. ?