Male supporting actor became an athlete after awakening

Song Yao felt that it was still not enough to relieve his anger, and when he wanted to reply again, the doctor happened to come to make a rounds to adjust the treatment later, so he had to put down the phone first, and it was already half an hour later when all the inspections were over.

Looking at the comment he replied to, the number has increased to several hundred. The battle situation can be described as fierce. Song Yao looked down a few comments, and he didn't even know that Shan Yuling had come over.

[Strongly suspect that person is Song Yao's trumpet. 】

[What's the matter, do you have evidence again? 】

[Originally, look at Hua's ghostly appearance, at such a level, how can I see tomorrow. 】

[However, I think Shen Lifei is better and more stable. 】

[Sister upstairs, are your eyes okay? 】

[Laughing to death, I will never wake up the person who pretends to be asleep. 】

Song Yao took pleasure in the pain, but the more he looked at it, the more energetic he became, especially when he saw a speech with a garbled ID.

When others compare him with Shen Lifei, they think that they can make up for Song Yao's match the year before last before talking.

He said that he was afraid of losing the game and injured on purpose. You can go to the hospital to lie in bed for two days when he returns.

And the figure skating who scolds the future has no hope, he says you have no hope.

All the comments that involved garbled codes have a lot of comments at the bottom. The key point is that no one has ever pissed off. It took a long time to say a sentence that is not painful or itchy. It is a unique way to make fire. This is a more serious tone. Song Yao is behind the suspicion Most of the people either hated him too much, disguised enemy soldiers, or were elementary school students.

The ID looked familiar to him, and he managed to remember that it was the one who mentioned his name last time and also noted the pinyin.

Song Yao couldn't help but help out a few words. His joining directly pushed the situation to a climax, and then he ignored it. He sent a private message to that ID and told him not to reply again.

But got a word no.

It seems to be a primary school student.

Song Yao didn't care anymore, he just responded with a few words when he saw that he was too good, and half a minute later there was an extra message in the private message-sorry.

Still a very polite elementary school student.

Song Yao struck while the iron was hot and asked: Do you like Song Yao?

It was after a meeting on the other side that I came back with an unclear and vague reply--it's okay.

At the end, I added one-finger figure skating.

Although I didn't say the second half of the sentence, if I explore it further, people don't like it.

Song Yao originally had an attitude of killing time, but now he is a little more serious, so he continued to ask, what do you like about his figure skating?

It's pretty quick to return to this meeting, he is still guessing which one it is.

—wrestling.

Song Yao: "..."

Thank you so much for being a fake fan. He took a deep breath and felt that he shouldn't care about a child. He suddenly realized a question. How did he know about wrestling? Before he had time to ask, the next one followed closely—

Came across by accident.

Song Yao wanted to continue asking, but when he saw Shan Yuling walk in, he silently took it back.

"The doctor said that the situation is not very serious. If the situation improves in the past two days, you don't need to stay here. Conservative treatment and massage are soothing. It is best not to walk for more than half an hour. Of course, you can go on the ice when you recover, but you need to be strictly controlled. time,"

Shan Yuling was no less frightened than Song's father and Song's mother, "It's also my fault, I didn't notice that something was wrong."

Song Yao hurriedly said how could it be your problem, he had lost his mind for a while, and he tried, "Can't the treatment be faster?"

Shan Yuling's face turned dark instantly, let him rest well without even thinking about it.

Under the pressure, Song Yao didn't find a chance, and lay down for three days. Fortunately, the clothes sent by Ran Lin, although it was a bit of a joke, but it didn't make him feel so embarrassed , but no matter how you harassed Ran Lin during the period, there was no news, and there was no news.

However, Song Yao is quite satisfied with this effect. Since the male protagonist chooses to avoid him, it should be fine.

"Did the doctor get the results of my examination in a few days? Can I be discharged from the hospital?" Song Yao asked.

"There is nothing wrong with the examination, but it is best to reduce activities and not act rashly. At least wait for the situation to stabilize. Remember to come for a re-examination in a week." The doctor said patiently.

Song Yao had reached his limit, and was about to leave the hospital on the spot. The nurse took a bunch of forms to fill out. After finishing, he could pack up and leave the hospital.

Just when he sent a message to Shan Yuling, Ran Lin, who had disappeared for so many days, reappeared.

[Brother Cool Brother: ...]

Randomly flipping through the chat records were basically messages sent by himself, Song Yao suddenly had a different idea, and typed to ask him to come pick him up.

[Brother Cool Brother: Don't go. 】

The corners of Song Yao's mouth curled up a little, as if seeing the dawn of victory, but in less than a minute, he didn't know what he had changed over there.

[Brother Cool Brother: Wait. 】

Song Yao's smile froze before he could take it back, and his eyes were puzzled. This was not the effect he wanted.

He should be rejected harshly.

Ran Lin arrived much faster than he expected, and walked in with ease. Song Yao felt better after seeing the impatience on his face, and it seemed that he was not very willing to come.

Ran Lin roughly glanced at the things he was going to take with him, and the pile of food he bought was gone.

"It's all done, why are you free?" Song Yao didn't notice his gaze, so he didn't know that his lie was in jeopardy.

Ran Lin glanced at him, "Today is Saturday."

Song Yao didn't have a sense of time, he smiled awkwardly, thinking that he would not post if he knew it earlier, he raised his eyes, "The doctor said I still have to walk less, why don't you help me?"

He means hold on.

But who would have thought that Ran Lin took two steps back with a cold face and didn't say anything. Judging from the various reactions, it should be true that he disliked it.

"wait a moment."

Song Yao thought he refused, and immediately decided to get up by himself, but not long after, Ran Lin walked in pushing the wheelchair, acting naturally.

Song Yao: "..." He was just injured, not disabled, and he couldn't imagine how others would look at him if he went out sitting on this.

"Aren't you leaving?" Ran Lin narrowed his eyes.

Song Yao succumbed, but he didn't want to, so he couldn't hang on to Ran Lin, and it wasn't impossible to throw him out, but looking at himself from the side, his method was successful.

It is acceptable spiritually, but it is another matter, especially on Saturdays when there are many people in the hospital, and the eyes of coming and going fall on Song Yao, either probing or sympathizing. With a unique aura.

Song Yao annoyed people on the way, but Ran Lin only replied one out of ten sentences.

"I don't want to sit on this all the time, you will pay it later."

"I have already borrowed it." Ran Lin's voice was cold.

Song Yao took the boss's hard work, but it still didn't make sense, and he became numb when sitting in the back, and gradually realized the convenience, so he pretended to be reluctant to leave the wheelchair.

I haven't been back for a few days, and there are still aunts who come to clean the house, so the two don't need to clean up too much.

"Can you see if there is anything missing in your room?" Ran Lin stood at the door without going in.

Song Yao was just looking for trouble, and he forgot about it after he finished speaking, but Ran Lin still remembered, "I just said it casually, and I don't mean not to believe you."

Ran Lin let out a cold snort in his nasal cavity, and he couldn't guess whether he listened just by looking at his expression, "I'm going first."

Song Yao can't fix this, "Isn't it Saturday, what are you doing?"

He suddenly raised his head and looked directly into Ran Lin's eyes, but neither of them spoke, and the problem lying between them was directly exposed.

Only at close range did Song Yao realize that Ran Lin's eyes were a bit of lake-like blue when he looked carefully. He was just about to explore, but he couldn't see it after blinking. It was quite amazing.

"I don't want to disturb you." Ran Lin took a heavy breath, his language is not good, so he thought for a while before he could say a more appropriate wording.

"Don't bother me. I lost the game and I was in a bad mood. It has nothing to do with you." Song Yao's reasons paled in comparison.

Ran Lin looked away, but she was willing to walk in, "You don't need to explain to me."

He began to think that a person who is loved by his parents, teachers and classmates suddenly has an outsider in his life, and he will be more or less repulsed, but it seems that things are not as simple as he imagined. Song Yao is afraid of him, But this time I don't know what happened.

Started to get closer to myself.

Song Yao was not froze by the indifference in his words, but became more frustrated and courageous, "Thank you for coming to pick me up, I don't think you're coming."

"Aunt Su asked me to visit you."

Song Yao guessed it, and was not surprised by the answer, "Then I looked for you two days ago, why didn't you return?"

He almost felt that his strategy had succeeded, but he never expected to agree.

The air was so quiet that he was caught off guard. Just when Song Yao thought he would not answer, Ran Lin's face became a little bad. Before closing the door of his room, he said in a low voice, "The phone has been confiscated."

Song Yao's first reaction was what is the reason for this, and who is he lying to, but after calming down, he realized that this is really possible.

The management in the city is strict. Although there is no decree prohibiting the carrying of mobile phones, if it is discovered during class, it will never be tolerated. It is considered good to be able to take it back.

Song Yao made people laugh when he thought of that scene, he restrained himself a little, and then shouted at the door, "I'm hungry, push me out to eat."

Anyway, it was Su Liu's instruction, don't use it in vain, it depends on how long Ran Lin can bear it.

Ran Lin didn't stay in his room for a while, and was called out by Song Yao again, the door was closed loudly, the straight corners of his mouth and depressed aura all showed that he was not in a calm mood at the moment.

"Walk."

But when they were ready to go out, Song Yao began to grind again, because he was sitting in a wheelchair, so his movements were very slow, and it took him a long time to take out his scarf and gloves and put them on himself.

The movement was so slow that Ran Lin couldn't help but want to start, but held back, "Is it alright?"

Song Yao said in a muffled voice, "Not yet." Then he found another set in the original place, "It's for you."

Ran Lin didn't answer, she looked out of the situation.

"I haven't used it before. It's guaranteed to be brand new. My mother prepared it for you before you came here, but I forgot, so I just give it to you now."

Song Yao likes white, so his pair is white. Su Liu doesn't know what Ran Lin likes, but it's hard to ask. After struggling for a long time, she chose black, which is not easy to make mistakes, but the style is the same. Can't knit.

"Oh." Ran Lin seemed to have just realized it, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her dressing movements were a little clumsy.

Song Yao was in a hurry to eat, and couldn't stand it anymore, but he couldn't stand up, so he could only reach for Ran Lin's hand to help him put it on. He didn't think about it at first, but the latter reacted and avoided it.

"I don't wear this anymore."

Song Yao was taken aback: "You can do whatever you want."

There is a large food stall in front of the alley, just at the meal time, the heat and the cold winter wind are intertwined to create a smoky effect, and there will be two shouts from time to time, full of strong fireworks, and the people around There are also some company employees who get off work and gather in twos and threes.

As soon as Song Yao and Ran Rin appeared, they received a lot of attention as expected. The two were well-behaved, and their looks were among the most outstanding among the crowd. What's more, they happened to be together, one black and one white, especially Matching, even if Song Yao is in a wheelchair, it will not affect people's imagination at all.

Song Yao felt the speed of his wheelchair slowed down, looked up at Ran Lin, and could only see a corner of his clothes, "I haven't seen it before."

Ran Lin's humming sound was drowned in the noise, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. In his memory, this place was not so prosperous, but deserted, and no one cared about it.

But Song Yao didn't notice, he found the house he often went to, and his eyes lit up immediately, "Go ahead, there will be many people if you don't go." He couldn't see Ran Lin's people, so he could only He raised his hand, as if he was fluttering, and then grabbed it easily with all his strength.

"Sit down," Ran Lin said a little more reproachfully, "Where?"

Song Yao quickly pointed him in the direction, only to realize later that he was being trained?

But no matter how fast they were, they were not as fast as the cooks. When the two of them arrived, the outer circle was already overcrowded, and there were about ten people by visual inspection.

"Ah, their family has a limited amount, and we will definitely have no more." Song Yao's voice was filled with disappointment, and he was thinking about it after a few days in the hospital. A family is attracted.

Just as he was about to say forget it and go to another restaurant to eat, the sight in front of him was blocked by a black shadow.

Ran Lin said: "Wait here."

Song Yao opened his lips, forget it.

After playing with the mobile phone for a while, Ran Lin put the fried pan fried in front of him, it was steaming hot, Song Yao thought about it, if he asked people to queue up at other stalls at this time, would he be thrown in the original place? land.

He turned a corner as soon as the words exited, "You didn't just buy one copy, did you?"

Ran Lin nodded.

This male protagonist looks very smart, why is he so dumbfounded at this time.

Song Yao took it and took a bite. The fried rice was just out of the oven, and the soup inside was so hot that a few tears dripped from his eyes, hanging on his eyelashes. He didn't respond. Immediately spit out a small amount of tongue to cool down.

"It burned me to death."

Ran Lin seemed unable to bear to watch, and simply stood aside.

"What are you doing?" Song Yao felt better, and noticed his movements all of a sudden. He felt complacent and decided to increase his strength, "I can't finish eating, so help me eat two."

He's annoying enough.

The boss is honest, there are many young girls nearby, and they often eat too much to waste, so he will consciously prepare two sets of tableware, and this one is no exception.

Ran Lin lowered his eyelids and stared at Song Yao indifferently. The black scarf was simply wrapped around his neck twice, and it slid down as he leaned over, revealing a smooth jawline, and the curvature of his neck could be vaguely found.

He even kept the distance between the two of them, and then took one out of the bag.

"good."

There was a lazy voice in his voice, and the evaluation he gave was pertinent.