My brother became a love brain

There are really many people in Haidilao. Fortunately, there are vacancies in the waiting area outside. Song Dongyang and I found a seat and sat down. Song Dongyang frowned, took the earphones and hung them on his ears, and fiddled with his own The phone, it looks like it's going to listen to music.

I regret bringing him here a little bit. No matter how good the service in the waiting area is, places with many people are always noisy. I didn’t consider that he can’t stand the noise.

The waiter brought drinks and snacks, I thanked him, and asked for a small paper bag for paper cranes and stars.

This store recently launched an event, during the waiting time, folding thousands of paper cranes and stars can be used to deduct part of the meal cost. folded up.

I folded a thousand paper cranes, and when I looked up, I saw Song Dongyang staring at me. He took off the bluetooth headset on one ear, and he looked like he wanted to talk to me, but he was reserved and unwilling to speak first.

It's strange, we obviously haven't known each other for long, but I seem to know him very well.

I moved the paper crane in my hand towards him and said, "Can you fold this?"

"I won't," his answer was not unexpected to me, but the next sentence made my back tremble, he said, "Chi Rui, your hand is so beautiful, I really want to lick it."

I clenched my fist. If we were not in the waiting area, but in the dormitory, my fist should have hit him.

I was so angry that my fingertips were shaking, I stood up abruptly and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

He blinked, as if he suddenly realized that I was angry, and said with a good attitude: "Sorry, did I say the wrong thing again?"

I took a deep breath, lowered my voice, and said to him: "Song Dongyang, are you bad or stupid?"

Song Dongyang lowered his eyes and stopped looking at me, but his whole state seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, and he looked a bit pitiful.

He stretched out his hand, pulled out a piece of colored paper, and said softly, "I also want to fold a thousand paper cranes, but I can't."

I'm not sure if he's acting like a step up for me, but honestly, I'm not as angry as I was just now.

I grabbed my hair, sat back in my seat, pulled out a piece of colored paper, and said, "I'll teach you."

"Okay." Song Dongyang laughed, sincere and sunny, just like a girl.

I forced myself to lower my head and stop looking at his face, but when I lowered my head, I could see his slightly clumsy hands holding the colored paper.

His fingers are white and long, and blue blood vessels can be faintly seen on the back of his hand. His wrist is extremely thin, and his right wrist wears a black belt that looks like a sports bracelet.

Obviously his hands are more beautiful, so I should be the one who licks him—wait a minute, how could I have such absurd thoughts?

With a flick of my fingers, I pinched Qianzhihe's head crookedly. Fortunately, I could fix it. I made it up carefully, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the finished product that Song Dongyang had just completed—it was a piece of paper. A pink paper crane, every crease is as standard as a textbook, it doesn't look like it was folded by a novice.

"Have you folded it before?" I asked him casually.

"No... no, it may have been folded before, but it doesn't affect me anymore."

I said "hmm", and didn't really care about this little problem, so I continued to fold.

My speed is considered fast, but Song Dongyang's speed is faster than mine. Soon, there was a pile of folded thousand paper cranes in front of him. I stopped and said to him: "Enough, The meal fee is just a bonus, don't tire yourself out."

"I don't feel tired, I used to..."

He stopped again, and swallowed the words that were about to blurt out. He looked at me, his blue eyes seemed to be covered with water, but at that time, I was too careless and cared too much for his feelings. Inquire too deeply.

Occasionally, I would also think that if I could cross the line and press Song Dongyang when we were alone, maybe on the day when the truth is revealed, I would not be so hard to accept, and I would not be so violent in my resistance.

But I don't have a time machine, and I can't change the past. I can only let Song Dongyang and I be together almost silly and sweet at that time.

Because there were too many thousand paper cranes, the waiter took another bag and came to help us pack it up. I handed a bag to Song Dongyang. Song Dongyang was stunned for a moment and asked me: "For me?"

"Not really, you've discounted so much, it's all your spoils."

After hearing this, he seemed very happy, and the smile on his face became more sincere.

We moved together from the waiting area to the dining area. Along the way, many young girls picked up their mobile phones and secretly took pictures. I thought I was not bad looking, but I didn’t receive such warm treatment in the past. I can only say that Song Dongyang is a handsome mixed race guy. His face is really against the sky. If he wants to make his debut, at least he can be ranked among the top three in the recent hot talent show.

My brain was filled with all kinds of messy thoughts, but I asked Song Dongyang's opinion very familiarly, and started to order with the tablet.

Song Dongyang prefers vegetables, and I prefer meat. With such a combination of meat and vegetables, the final menu is very balanced.

After I placed the order, I went to the seasoning area to adjust the seasonings. Song Dongyang didn't understand this field at all. I cautiously brought back two bowls of seasonings for him, one bowl of sesame sauce and one bowl of seafood soy sauce. No cilantro.

We were all very happy after eating this hot pot. Song Dongyang opened his eyes wide and let out an "ah" when the boy who was throwing ramen noodles was so cute.

After eating, I paid the bill, and then we came out of the hot pot restaurant smelling like hot pot.As soon as he left the restaurant, Song Dongyang took out his wallet, took out a dozen red banknotes from a thick wad of cash, handed them to me, and said, "Meal expenses."

"It's not that much, and it's agreed, I'll treat you to this meal."

It may be because of his confusing behavior too much, my heart is very peaceful, and I don't even have much desire to complain.

He frowned, and he looked like he was about to open his mouth to "argue with reason" with me.

I made a decisive decision and added another sentence: "Let you invite me next time, okay?"

"...Okay." He agreed with a little hesitation.

"You have collected the money," I still couldn't help reminding him, "I will help you download a few domestic payment software later, don't carry so much cash with you."

"Okay." His face was a little red, but it disappeared quickly, making me not sure if it was my illusion, "Chi Rui, you are so kind to me."

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