Don't be ashamed of the male protagonist through the bend of the book

"It's Young Master Su!"

"It looks a little pale, is it true?"

"I don't really believe it, Young Master Su has never been sick."

As soon as Su Binghang got out of the car, he felt that the noise around him suddenly became quieter, and instead, the voices of whispering became louder, and it seemed that they were all discussing him.

Su Binghang followed Shi Leng with a question mark on his head.Due to the cold weather, the girl who was staring at Su Binghang was about to move, but she didn't dare to step forward. In the end, a girl who was forcibly pushed out by everyone was asked as a representative.

Su Binghang helped the girl who almost bumped into him, the girl turned her head and cast an angry look at the companion who pushed her, then looked at Su Binghang with some embarrassment, and asked in a tangled voice: "Well, Young Master Su, I, I heard Are you dizzy... sick?"

Su Binghang smiled and said, "Well, a little illness is not a problem, thank you for your concern."

The girl stared blankly at Su Binghang's pure smile, which was different from the past, and froze in place.It wasn't until Shi Leng grabbed Su Binghang's shoulders and took him out of sight that the girl realized, "Ah, goodbye..."

Su Binghang also turned around and waved at the girl.

When I arrived at the class, there were more people asking questions.Su Binghang, who was originally very unpopular in this class, changed his personality and became approachable and good-natured a lot. The students in the class gradually dared to talk to Su Binghang, and occasionally cared about him. Just the same rhetoric.

"Wow! You're finally here!" Jin Ziwei threw herself in front of Su Binghang, kept sizing him up, stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you suddenly faint?"

Su Binghang shook his head, "I don't know, the doctor said it was anemia..."

"Huh? Are you anemic?"

"I don't have one, at least I didn't before..."

The whispered conversation between the two attracted the attention of most of the class. After the two realized it, they stopped talking and sat back in their seats to prepare for class.

Su Binghang took out his phone and sent a message to Jin Ziwei—"Why do so many people know that I fainted?"

——"I didn't say it! Someone who was there must have said it out loud. But don't worry, it will definitely be nothing, and maybe your fans will feel sorry for you."

——"Did you use the wrong word?"

——"Just about the meaning is enough, as long as you understand."

Su Binghang put away his phone depressedly, feeling a little ashamed when the whole school found out that he had fainted.

When get out of class was over, a girl came to Su Binghang.Su Binghang, who was dominated by the "Confession Week" last week, felt a little scared, and walked out of the classroom in fear, of course, Shi Leng's eyes followed him closely.

"Is there a problem?"

The girl took out a piece of paper and handed it to Su Binghang, "We have already made the camping plan."

"Huh?" Su Binghang took the piece of paper with a blank expression, quickly glanced at the content, and suddenly remembered that he had forgotten this!

"Yes, is there any question?" The girl looked at Su Binghang's sudden frown, and tugged at the corner of her clothes nervously.

"No, no. Just leave the rest to me, thank you, thank you for your hard work."

The girl let out a sigh of relief, nodded and left.

Even though I gave it to myself...

Su Binghang walked into the classroom with the paper in his hand, without tears, sat back on his seat, and sighed deeply——what should we do next?

Su Binghang glanced aside and pretended to be seriously studying when he was cold.

How about asking him?

After hesitating for a while, Su Binghang still rejected the idea.I really don't know when I developed a bad habit of asking for help when I encountered a problem. This habit must be broken!

Asking for others is better than asking for oneself, Su Binghang silently cheered himself up, took out a pen and paper, stared at the white paper and thought seriously.

Fortunately, Su Binghang had a college roommate who was the head of a club. Su Binghang had (forcibly) accompanied him to organize an event. Although he was just doing soy sauce at that time, it was better than nothing.

After spending a week and a half, Su Binghang finally completed the preparations for this camping event.The sponsorship issues, funding issues, and security issues that should be worried about in this world actually don't need to worry too much. As long as you say hello to Father Su, all these things will be taken care of.

It is good to have a backing!Su Binghang stretched a lot, and collapsed on the seat in the next second.

Suddenly, a warm hand came up to the neck, pinching the acupuncture points on the neck.Su Binghang originally wanted to hide subconsciously, but the massage technique with this hand was so comfortable that Su Binghang immediately felt his whole body relax, so he let him go.

After a few minutes, the kneading hand stopped and moved to the shoulder socket to continue kneading.

"Well... that's right there, try harder." Su Binghang sighed comfortably, not paying attention to who was behind him at all.

And that hand also strengthened according to Su Binghang's intention.

"Ah... Cool..."

Su Binghang closed his eyes, and let out a few imaginative groans from time to time.

Just when Su Binghang was so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep, his hands stopped, and Su Binghang murmured dissatisfiedly: "Don't stop...I want to..."

"what else?"

"I still have to press...huh?" Su Binghang suddenly opened his bewildered eyes, and turned to look at the man.

"Why are you?"

Su Binghang stared blankly at Shi Leng, who was condescendingly looking at him, and touched the back of his neck. It seemed that the temperature of the other party's fingertips remained in the place where he had been rubbed just now.

Shi Leng raised his eyebrows, put his hands on the back of the chair, squinted his eyes, leaned down and approached Su Binghang, and asked slightly threateningly: "Otherwise, who do you think?"

"Uh..." Su Binghang suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, he looked away in embarrassment, and changed the subject, "No, it's just...it's all over, you haven't left yet?"

"I'm very busy." Shi Leng picked up Su Binghang's schoolbag next to the desk, then picked up the textbook Su Binghang threw on the table and stuffed it in, zipped it up, and said to Su Binghang, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

"Oh……"

Before Su Binghang left, he glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost seven o'clock, the sun had already set by half, and the sky was dark.

After finishing the activities, Su Binghang returned to the classroom. There was no one there, only his own things remained in place.

Shi Leng was really busy. After school, he packed up his things and wanted to go to Su Binghang. He was called away by an emergency call from his father's assistant. He only had time to say hello to Gong Yujun. When he returned to school, he found that the classroom lights were still on.When Shi Leng walked to the door of the classroom, he only saw the "meat paste" limply slumped on the seat. He felt distressed and funny, so he walked lightly behind him and massaged him.

Su Binghang felt that his heart was really too big. In an empty school and an empty classroom, suddenly a hand touched his neck and helped him massage it. He didn't feel terrified, but enjoyed it? !

Fortunately, that hand is not cold, and the massage skills are still very good, otherwise Su Binghang might run away from the school at a speed of sprinting [-] meters.

After getting in the cold car, Su Binghang fastened his seat belt.

The car drove smoothly on the road, and the crisp sound of birdsong could be heard from time to time.

Su Binghang already had an answer that was probably the answer deep in his heart, but it seemed to be blocked by something and could not be completely captured by Su Binghang.

Shi Leng's meanness, indifference, and ruthlessness towards Su Binghang are still deeply imprinted in Su Binghang's mind. He clearly remembers that Shi Leng in the novel is not as good as in reality.It was cold at that time, and it was absolutely impossible to patiently give him lectures, take care of him until late at night, cook for him, massage him... there were only indifferent eyes and contemptuous words.

Thinking of this, Su Binghang was inexplicably frustrated. He glanced at Shilen beside him who was concentrating on driving. For some reason, the feeling of frustration became more and more intense, and he suddenly wanted to cry.

It wasn't until a tear fell on the back of Su Binghang's hand that Su Binghang realized that he was actually crying!

Hastily wiped away the tears and sucked his nose.But the lacrimal gland seemed to be blocked, and the tears were like a flood that burst a bank, and it couldn't be stopped.

When Shi Leng heard the movement next to him, he turned his head to take a look, and was immediately frightened, and quickly parked the car.

"Why do you..." Shi Leng pulled out a few tissues and stretched them out in front of Su Binghang, trying to help him wipe away his tears, but he froze and didn't move.

"I, I don't know, I don't know why it's like this." Su Binghang replied while sobbing, his eyes were red, and teardrops hung on his eyelashes, trembling and flickering.

Shi Leng swallowed his saliva, his breathing was disordered, and his flustered heart kept beating.

Seeing Su Binghang's tearful eyes, Shi Leng really didn't know what to do, so he had to stuff a tissue into Su Binghang's hand, "Wipe your tears quickly, don't be ashamed." He avoided Su Binghang's pitiful eyes and tried his best to calm down. Crazy beating heart.

Su Binghang glared at Shileng when he turned back to drive, and said angrily, "You think I want to! It's not that I want to cry!"

It's not that he wants to cry, but - "he" wants to cry.