Young master, he is not hated by everyone

"Song Ning?!" Wang Shuo looked him over carefully, and saw that he had no other injuries except for the tears on his face. He was slightly relieved, and asked with a wry smile, "What's wrong with you?! Call you Ignore me for half a day."

He squatted down while talking, and the corner of the flashlight hit Song Ning's face, his face was really small, his facial features were so delicate and beautiful, and his absent-minded expression was full of brokenness.

Wang Shuo saw the water in his eyes and the wet tears on his cheeks at a glance.

His heart was sore and uncomfortable, and he didn't know why he didn't like to see Song Ning's tears.

He stretched out his hand like a ghost, trying to wipe away the tears on Song Ning's face, but when his finger was ten centimeters away from Song Ning, Song Ning flinched and stretched out his hand to hide.

Such a subconscious action seemed to fall after being violently treated. Wang Shuo's heart tightened, and he silently withdrew his hand.

He didn't speak anymore, just waited quietly.

It took Song Ning several minutes to recover, like a person struggling to wake up from a nightmare, he asked in a choked voice, "Why are you here?"

"The main switch in the village is broken, and the whole village has a power outage. Aren't you afraid of the dark? I don't feel relieved to come and take a look." Wang Shuo smiled at him. He knew Song Ning's temperament, so he lowered his posture and showed gentleness and tolerance. On the one hand, it is enough to build a fortress of trust for the other party.

Song Ning responded, realizing his embarrassment, and wiped his tears carelessly, "I'm sorry..."

Wang Shuo didn't know why he was apologizing. He didn't ask, but still kept his smile on his face, and asked him softly, "Come out first, okay? The light of the flashlight is weak, and it will run out in a while."

Song Ning nodded and slowly came out of the closet.

Power outages in rural areas are very different from power outages in cities. It is really pitch black, unlike in cities, where even if the power is out at home, you can still see the light in other places when you open the windows.

Wang Shuo headed forward and Song Ning followed behind him.

After taking two steps, Wang Shuo turned around and asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid? Why don't you hold me by the hem of my clothes?"

Song Ning was slightly taken aback, and nodded.

Wang Shuo smiled lightly, as if he had a small tail, and led Song Ning downstairs.

He walked slowly and carefully, and told Song Ning, "Just now you knocked on the door and you didn't open it. I was too anxious, so I broke the glass of your house and crawled in. I'll fix it for you when the sun rises."

Song Ning hummed a little, probably feeling that his reaction was too perfunctory, and after a few seconds, he said again, "It's okay."

Wang Shuo took Song Ning to the square, and almost all the people in the village gathered here. There were three or five people chattering in a circle, the adults complained and sighed to each other, and the ignorant children found it novel and noisy.

There was an old generator in the village, and it took a long time for several people to move it out to turn on the lights on the side of the square.

Wang Shuo saw that Song Ning paused as soon as he saw the crowd, and knew that he was afraid of others, so he stopped walking in front of him, but stood side by side, and said in a low voice, "I touched your shoulder, don't get angry."

After speaking, he wrapped his arms around Song Ning's shoulders while protecting him from moving forward.

Song Ning was not angry, he was just a little surprised.

Everyone in the village gathered together, a bit crowded, but Wang Shuo protected himself with half of his body.

Song Ning's height only reached his chin, and Wang Shuo was strong, so Song Ning didn't touch anyone else. Wang Shuo was very close to him, and the dim light hit his face. Song Ning You can see the handsome and tough outline of the other party as soon as you touch the probe.

Obviously his age is not much different from his own, but his appearance reveals reliability and maturity.

"Wang Shuo, Ning Ning, we are here." Li Qingmei called them, and when they arrived, she exclaimed, "What happened to your arm? Why is it still bleeding!!"

Only then did Song Ning realize that Wang Shuo's arm was bleeding, and he thought about what Wang Shuo said about breaking the glass and climbing the window, could it be that time...

Li Qingmei hurried forward to check, but Wang Shuo said helplessly with a smile: "Mom, don't make a fuss, I'm fine, it's just too dark to pay attention, the skin is scratched, and the wound is not deep."

The wound was indeed not deep, not enough for stitches, but it still had to be bandaged. Li Qingmei, who was in the dark, held up a flashlight and took Wang Shuo and Song Ning home.

Because Wang Shuo's father was helping people build houses in the countryside, he would occasionally have a skin injury, so the family prepared bandages and disinfectant alcohol.

Wang Shuo gasped in pain, begging for mercy: "Mom, can you be gentle? You don't want to see my son so much."

"It's better if it hurts! Only when it hurts will you have a long memory. I'll see if you're still so careless next time!!"

Song Ning witnessed the whole process and stood obediently on the side all the time. Li Qingmei worked swiftly and quickly wrapped the bandages on Wang Shuo.

She held up a flashlight to look for the remaining candles at home, and when she left, she said, "You two were away just now, and the village chief said that it was caused by the aging of the circuit. The town will send people to repair it after dawn."

Wang Shuo turned to Song Ning after hearing this, "Where's your cell phone?"

Song Ning didn't react for a while, and after a few seconds, he whispered, "The battery is out."

Wang Shuo guessed it, and said: "The glass in your house has become like that. If you don't call tonight, are you going to go home and sleep? Or sleep with me?"

Song Ning was even more dazed, ah, at a loss.

Only red candles were lit in the room, and the reddish light shone on Song Ning's face, hiding his secretly blushing face.

"What? The glass in your house is broken. Mice or weasels might get in at night. It's summer, there might be snakes, and there's no electricity. Do you dare to sleep alone?"

There might be mice, but the weasels and snakes were deliberately exaggerated by Wang Shuo to scare Song Ning.

It's not that he is bad, but that Song Ning's image of hiding in the cabinet and crying just now has been lingering in his mind.

If Song Ning didn't call this night, what would happen if Song Ning went back, he didn't want to worry about being unable to sleep all night, and he didn't want to climb other people's windows again in an injured state.

"Yes, will there be snakes?" Song Ning's tone was clearly flustered.

Wang Shuo lied without blushing, "Yes, it's summer, and there are many snakes on the mountain."

Song Ning's expression became even more terrified, Wang Shuo couldn't bear it, and he looked like a trafficker who coaxed children, and said to Song Ning: "I went to the town today to buy you snacks and put them in my room. I heard from my mother You haven't eaten much today, eat some later."

Song Ning didn't speak, and Wang Shuo said again: "If you don't say anything, I will take you as the default? Then I will change the sheets."

Song Ning: "...?"?