My brother became a love brain

Did Ma Feifei offer to transfer?

I was wondering if this was Song Dongyang's handwriting, and I thought he was moving too fast, right?

Song Dongyang came to see me when get out of class was over, and he told me that he hadn't had time to resort to any means. This decision was made by Ma Feifei, but the reason was not clear.

I thought of the thick stack of papers, and realized that Ma Feifei transferred to other schools in order to capture other "male supporting roles". She chose to give up Song Dongyang as the main battlefield, probably because she wanted to adopt a roundabout strategy.She wants to increase the points, and I have to increase the points, so I feel a little annoyed.

I was thinking seriously, when my face suddenly hurt, Song Dongyang pinched my face with his hand, I opened his hand and said, "Don't make trouble."

Song Dongyang suddenly asked me: "Don't you want Ma Feifei to transfer?"

Of course I hope that Ma Feifei transfers to another school, but I don't want her to transfer to another school where the "male supporting role" is located, and then continue to earn points.

That stack of papers was information given to me by Zeng Pan. I was hesitant to share it with Song Dongyang, but to be honest, I didn't believe him.

My hesitation made Song Dongyang ask me again: "Don't you want Ma Feifei to transfer?"

I simply replied: "I want her to transfer to another school, but if she enrolls in another school, there will probably be new troubles."

"What's the trouble?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

I kept silent and avoided talking.

"I arranged for Ma Feifei to take a vacation, but her student status remains in our school. Is it okay to deal with this?"

Linshi has very strict control over the student status of high school students. If the student status is not transferred, even if the tuition fee is loaned, it is difficult to enroll.

I asked knowingly, "Can you do this?"

"As long as you like, I can do it."

His answer made me a little happy, so I replied, "Thank you."

But he put his hand against my lips and said, "Don't say thank you to me."

I blinked and looked at him blankly on purpose, he withdrew his fingers, leaned over and kissed my lips, we kissed lingeringly, when the kiss was over, Song Dongyang pulled my collar, panting , said: "Follow me."

As soon as I saw his appearance, I knew that he wanted to ask me to "relax" again, but there was still a class in the afternoon, and I didn't want to go with him at all.

But it's not appropriate to refuse bluntly. After all, he just offered to help me, so I patted the back of his hand and said, "We'll leave after school."

"Don't go to the evening self-study--" he even had a bit of gnashing of teeth in his words.

"No," it's not negotiable as long as you study well in class, and I know in my heart that once I compromise this time, it will be easy to continue to compromise next time, "or we can go fooling around after all the classes are over. , or simply you go back to your home and I go back to mine."

"We're not fooling around together." He seemed even angrier.

I didn't refute him anymore, I just stood on tiptoe and kissed his forehead, looked straight into his eyes, and said: "Song Dongyang, I'm not like you, there are many ways to go, I only have to learn this way , it's very important to me."

He moved his lips, and I guess he wanted to say something like "I can help you", "I will support you", "It doesn't have to be so hard", but he knew my character and didn't say it.

Fortunately, he didn't say it out loud. If he really dared to say that, I would definitely beat him. Isn't this insulting?

We got tired of it for a while, and went back to the classroom to study hard.My tablemate Wang Juan hesitated for a while, and said to me: "You seem to always go out after class lately."

"Didn't I have a cold war with Song Dongyang before? Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I will go out and chat with him."

"Oh." She replied, and didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, I noticed that she brought a new hairpin today, so I boasted: "Your new hairpin is pretty nice."

"Thank you." She replied softly, spread out the textbook again, and began to recite ancient poems silently.

I also gathered my mind and started to do my chemistry problems.

In the blink of an eye, the afternoon class was over. In only a few ten minutes, Song Dongyang still came to look for me at the door of our classroom. Zhang Peng called me to eat beef noodles with them, and Song Dongyang stood there, quietly Looking at me, people on both sides are waiting for me to make a decision.

I promised Zhang Peng before, so I can only bite the bullet and say to Song Dongyang: "You and your classmates go to dinner, I will eat with Zhang Peng and the others."

Song Dongyang smiled with lowered eyebrows, and suddenly said to Zhang Peng: "Do you mind adding me?"

Zhang Peng didn't speak, and turned his head to look at me. I somehow felt that I was in a very awkward situation, and I was a little at a loss.

Seeing me like this, Zhang Peng curled his lips, helped me out, and said, "I don't mind, let's go eat together."

So Song Dongyang joined our team, and more than a dozen of us boys went out of the school together, found a familiar beef noodle restaurant, and sat down around the big round table.

I was actually quite afraid that Song Dongyang would suddenly order a bunch of things and say something about treats, but Song Dongyang behaved well, just like us, he only ordered beef noodles, and went to bring a few free dishes.

He sat on the opposite left side of me, and I could see him as soon as I raised my head.I saw him eating noodles in a leisurely manner. The noodles he bit seemed to be worth tens or hundreds of dollars instead of a few dollars.

I forced myself not to look at him, looked down, there was an extra piece of beef in my bowl, and Zhang Peng was sitting next to me, I looked at him, he blinked at me, and a big slap was stuck on my back He said, "Squad leader, eat more, you're so skinny."

"Yes, you are so thin, eat more." The students around me booed one after another. Suddenly, the dining table was filled with a happy atmosphere. I was a little embarrassed, and I lowered my head and drank several mouthfuls of soup, but my heart was warm.

These are my classmates, we are all the same, trying our best to sprint for the college entrance examination, but on the way forward, we are not only competitors, but also comrades-in-arms and companions.

The warm emotion made me unable to help laughing. After we finished eating, we all shared the money and settled the bill, and walked from the beef noodle restaurant to the school in a mighty way.

When we got to the entrance of the teaching building, it was time for me to separate from Song Dongyang. Zhang Peng and another classmate insisted on stopping and staring at Song Dongyang, as if they were afraid that he would do something bad to me.

Song Dongyang looked at me for a few seconds, and only said one sentence: "I will take you home at night."

"Okay." I agreed naturally.

He turned around and left without a trace of hesitation.

"Why is he coming home with you?" Zhang Peng rubbed my shoulder and asked me bluntly.

"His grades are not very good recently, I will take some time to make up for him." I said sorry in my heart, but I still lied in a serious manner.

"You should also pay attention, don't waste too much time and affect your rest and study."

I knew that Zhang Peng regarded me as a good brother, so he persuaded me so earnestly, and I didn't feel angry, so I agreed to say "yes" graciously.

I am obsessed with studying, and the time for evening self-study passed quickly. I packed my schoolbag, and Song Dongyang was waiting for me. He reached out to pick up my schoolbag. I tightened the strap of my backpack and said, "It's too heavy. Alright, let me carry it on my own."

He just said "um", and we walked forward in silence. After a while, he said abruptly, "All the students in your class are doing well."

"Yeah, they're all good."

He stopped talking, as if he had just held back for a long time, just for that one sentence.

We got in the car, and I was still sitting in the back seat, and he didn't force me to sit in the front this time.

There was a faint fragrance in the car, which smelled very comfortable and was very quiet. I actually fell asleep in the car. I didn’t know how long I had slept in the car. Then I heard Song Dongyang say: “Ruirui, wake up, I’m home. .”

I opened my eyes, and was about to get out of the car with my schoolbag in my hand, when I heard Song Dongyang say: "Just now I saw that the light in your house was on, did your parents come back?"

"They should be back." Occasionally, they would come back suddenly, and most of them had urgent matters to do, and they would stay for two or three days before leaving.

"Then you call the landline at home first, and make sure it's your parents who get through, and then we go up."

What Song Dongyang said made me stunned for a moment, and then I realized that he wanted to ensure his safety. After all, as the year approaches, there will always be petty theft and so on.

"I don't have a cell phone."

"I have." He turned the phone out of his backpack, opened the cover, and asked me again, "Do you call or should I?"

"Come on, I won't touch your phone."

He just said, "I'll send you off later."

I just wanted to say no, but he had dialed my home number familiarly, turned on the speaker, and the sound of "beep-beep-beep" echoed in the car.

But the bell rang more than a dozen times, but still no one answered, and in the end it even became a busy tone, and the artificial voice mechanically repeated "I'm sorry, the number you dialed was not answered".

Song Dongyang hung up the phone and dialed again. This time, after a few beeps, the tone quickly switched to busy.

Ten to one, the other party unplugged the phone line.

We looked at each other, feeling something was wrong.

Song Dongyang asked me: "Where is your security room here?"

I raised my head in a daze, and replied to him: "There is no security room, only the neighborhood committee, but there are all uncles and aunts over there."

He rubbed between his brows and asked me, "Call the police?"

"What if..." What if my parents were inside, what if we were a false alarm?

But I don't dare to bet on this possibility, and I don't dare to pull Song Dongyang to bet.

"I'm calling someone, let's go up and have a look together later."

"it is good."

I sat on the back seat of the car and watched Song Dongyang make a phone call. Less than 10 minutes later, a car stopped next to us. Three or four adults got out of the car, all tall and strong.

Song Dongyang told me: "You stay in the car, I'll go upstairs with them and have a look."

"I'll go with you, this is my home after all." I went to open the door, but the door was closed and I couldn't get out.

"Okay, then let's all follow them." He sighed softly, unlocked the car, and I got out of the car with him. As soon as we got out of the car, I saw the leading man bowed his head and shouted respectfully: "Master Song."

This was a scene I had never imagined, but Song Dongyang adapted well. He quickly reported the house number of my house, turned around, took my hand, and said, "Let's go."