He teased me very much when he was treating illnesses [Quick Transmigration]

At six o'clock in the evening, the sky outside is gradually lowering. Since it is early autumn, there are already sporadic stars appearing at this time, and the twinkling and twinkling are beautiful. Tang Song packed his schoolbag and started to go to school for evening self-study.

Evening self-study started at 06:30, and Tang Song arrived 10 minutes earlier. Many people had already been in the classroom one after another. He subconsciously looked towards the position behind him, and it was still empty.

Tang Song sat in the middle of the classroom, the best position, and Fu Dongxin was just behind him. In Chen Qingning's impression, although Fu Dongxin was very unsocial, he was also the only one who could compare with him in studies .

He was always alone, sitting quietly in his seat, reading with his head down.

"Are you looking at Fu Dongxin?" Wan Qingyu, Tang Song's tablemate, asked him, and then without waiting for Tang Song to return to him, he said to himself: "He hasn't come at this time, he probably will come tomorrow."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Fu Dongxin stepped on the bell at the door and entered the classroom. Unlike before at the drink stand, Fu Dongxin seemed to have lost his indifference at this time, and his whole person seemed peaceful and quiet, even though he still looked like a stranger. close.

Tang Song wanted to establish a good relationship with him, so after Fu Dongxin sat down, he turned around and greeted him with a smile.

In exchange for Fu Dongxin casually raising his eyes, Wan Qingyu beside him also looked at him with surprised eyes.

Tang Song said without changing his face: "Have you had dinner? I have a small cake, do you want it?"

Fu Dongxin looked at him coldly, and said, "What's the matter with you?"

Tang Song still had a smile on his face, but he understood that it was impossible to talk to Fu Dongxin properly, he would either die of embarrassment or be frozen to death, so he directly took out the packaged cake he just bought from the supermarket from his schoolbag , placed on Fu Dongxin's table.

"I think you just came back from the shopping mall. You must have not had dinner yet. You should fill your stomach with this first." After speaking, without waiting for Fu Dongxin to refuse, he turned around and pretended to study hard.

He wants to strive to be a heart-warming boy.

[Happiness index +1, the total is 1. 】

Turning around, Tang Song quietly smiled when he heard the words. Although it only increased a little, it means that Fu Dongxin is not a person who does not like oil and salt, and it will be easier to pass on happiness in the future!

Tang Song suddenly felt that embarrassment is actually such a trivial matter, Fu Dongxin is still very cute~

Thinking this way, he turned his head and looked at Fu Dongxin quietly, wanting to see if he had eaten the cake, but Wan Qingyu touched his elbow, and the other party's incredible voice came softly: "Chen Qingning, are you Well, what are you doing with this ice jar?"

At first, when he saw Chen Qingning looking for Fu Dongxin, he thought it was just to see if everyone was present. After all, there would be a teacher to check the number of people in the evening self-study.

In fact, when Tang Song gave Fu Dongxin a small cake, many people in the classroom wanted to ask this question very much. This ice jar is notoriously stinging in the class and even the whole grade. His eyes are snarky, and he will feel chilly all over his body when talking to him.

"But he didn't eat dinner. Isn't it normal for me to care about my classmates?" Tang Song stared at the obsidian's clear eyes with real questions. As a nightmare beast, he has seen all kinds of human dreams, but Can't learn the complicated way of communication between them.

Wan Qingyu pinched his bulging cheek itchyly, his expression froze slightly after pinching, as if he couldn't understand his behavior, but under Tang Song's sight, he pretended to withdraw his hand naturally, and then said : "Why didn't I find you so helpful before?"

"Maybe it's because you don't have a pair of eyes to discover beauty?" Tang Song replied, and then took out the history book from the table: "Wait a minute, the teacher will come, please stop talking."

Wan Qingyu swallowed the words that slipped to his lips.

The three classes of evening self-study passed quickly. Tang Song asked Candy to find a lot of dreams to watch. It was like watching an interesting series. He watched other people's dreams with gusto. The cake is just fine.

Tang Song was a day student, and so was Fu Dongxin. As soon as the bell rang, he quickly picked up his schoolbag and followed Fu Dongxin's footsteps, saying: "Fu Dongxin, wait for me, I will walk with you."

Although Fu Dongxin didn't pay much attention to him, one step on Gao Leng's long legs was about one meter.

Tang Song was not discouraged, and followed Fu Dongxin's footsteps closely, thinking that it would be great if they could go in the same direction, so that they could exchange feelings on the way.

But things turned out to be contrary to his wishes. When he reached the school gate, he realized that the other party was walking in the opposite direction to him, so he had no choice but to tell Fu Dongxin that he would see you tomorrow.

Hearing this, Fu Dongxin paused, and then unhurriedly disappeared into the dark curtain in the distance.

Tang Song walked towards home slowly stepping on the shadow, the night sky in this world is very beautiful, the sky is full of stars surrounded by the warm yellow moon, the moonlight is also very bright, it is held on the ground like a white gauze, like a newlywed's wedding dress put.

There were noisy voices coming from the front. Tang Song took a closer look and found that they were a group of bad boys who were drunk, with weird hair color and wearing clanking leather clothes. He was not interested in bumping into drunkards, so he I made a detour to the far side.

It's just that he wanted to avoid it, but those people still came up to him laughing and joking. Chen Qingning's face was already delicate, and in the eyes of some people, it was really unappetizing.

The street was sparsely populated after nine o'clock, and the few people who passed by didn't want to cause trouble, so they left in a hurry, which made the gangsters even more arrogant and complacent.

"Is the kid alone? Do you want my brother to take you home?" It seemed that the heads of those people came up with a smile, and the heads smelling of alcohol were very close, making Tang Song frowned uncomfortably.

He pushed it away and was about to kiss his head, with undisguised disgust in his eyes, as if he saw some disgusting garbage: "Go away."

Those lewd, evil eyes made him a little evil. He has seen so many dreams, so he naturally knows the special hobbies of some people. Hundreds of years ago, he also saw a prince who was a rich man who wanted to prostitute his country. dream.

This sentence annoyed the group of gangsters a bit, the extremely drunk face showed a ferocious expression, just about to say something, he was knocked down by the oncoming fist, Chen Qingning's family is also rich anyway, in order to prevent being kidnapped, I also practiced self-defense for many years when I was a child.

Not to mention, this Chen Qingning doesn't have an eight-pack figure, but her hands are not small, and her movements are also neat. Those people were drunk, and they were thrown to the ground one by one by Tang Song, groaning on the ground. Chanting.

The people hidden in the shadowy corners of the streets stopped and wanted to come forward to help, quietly looked at the back of Tang Song leaving, a smile appeared on his face, and then walked towards the people on the ground with a gloomy expression...

After a fight, Tang Song collapsed on the sofa when he got home: [Guoguo, my hands are so sore, come and rub them for me. 】

Tang Song worked hard to massage him with his small body. Just now, he was really scared to death. The real Tang Song looks thin and tall, but in fact he is just a weak chicken, the kind who can crawl when he is punched. With a poor physique, he has the ability to dream more than ordinary humans. Fortunately, Chen Qingning's body still has instincts.

Tang Song rested with his eyes closed. After a while, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang. He took it out and saw that it was his father. He picked it up and called out sweetly, "Dad!"

"Hey! Son, how are you lately? Are you used to living alone? Is the money enough? Do you need Dad to call you again?"

Chen Qingning's father obviously loved his son very much, and he asked a lot of questions as soon as he got on the phone.

Tang Song liked this human being very much, and he patiently answered those questions one by one. When the call was about to end, he promised to go back to live as soon as the next Friday was a holiday.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Song threw down the phone, got up to wash and went to sleep.

【Good night, Guoguo. 】

The next day Tang Song bought two breakfasts, one he ate for himself, and the other he put on Fu Dongxin's table.

Wan Qingyu, who was sitting beside him, had a faint look in his eyes: "Chen Qingning, you probably forgot who is your deskmate? Obviously I have the best relationship with you, but you didn't bring it to me, but you brought it to the ice jar. ?”

"Don't you have it?"

"But I think the breakfast you brought is more delicious."

Tang Song bowed his head and thought for a while, then handed the breakfast in his hand to Wan Qingyu: "Here, I'll change it with you."

In fact, he felt that the coconut bread in Wan Qingyu's hands was more delicious, and it was paired with date milk.

"Can this be the same?!" Wan Qingyu looked helpless.

While the two were talking, Fu Dongxin suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom. He walked to his seat in a few steps and paused slightly when he saw the breakfast on the table.

"Fu Dongxin, eat breakfast while it's hot."

"I'll buy breakfast myself." Fu Dongxin's voice was cold, but he still took the breakfast on the table and ate it. The rising heat blurred his expression, making it hard for Tang Song to see clearly.

Fu Dongxin's mood was a little strange, but it was only a slight fluctuation. He was thinking more about Chen Qingning at the moment, and what purpose he had for him. These sudden favors made him a little at a loss.

Obviously, everyone avoided him.

... The class in the morning is all about Chinese, English, mathematics, Tang Song's dizziness, he has no interest in these things at all, but for the sake of the good image of the original owner, he tried his best to support his head and look at the densely packed blackboard. Fortunately, the candy in his body listened carefully to the class for him, and could tell him the answer when the teacher asked him a question.

The autumn wind outside is blowing everywhere, and the flowers on the branches are withered on the ground, densely piled up, the cleaning aunt is miserable, but she can't help but relax her hands, for fear of ruining the blooming of the flowers. appearance.

Tang Song turned around boredly, muttering to Fu Dongxin endlessly.

"What book are you reading, is it good?"

"Fu Dongxin, why are you ignoring me?"

"Fu Dongxin, are you hungry, do you want a small cake?"

After a few days of this kind of situation, the people around got used to Tang Song being around Fu Dongxin, and Wan Qingyu even joked to him whether he should change seats with Fu Dongxin, so that it would be easier for him to talk.

But Fu Dongxin is still as indifferent as ever, Tang Song even doubts whether he has human feelings. If normal people are tortured by him like this, they should have a good relationship if they are not good friends, but this person still loves him. look.

[Maybe I still can't let go of my reserve. ] Candy guessed.