sweet

Wen Yang's answer made Shen Feibai feel a little weird.

He covered the glue in his hand, frowned and looked at the boy standing beside him.

The cold white light fell on Wen Yang's soft, shaggy hair, casting a cold light.

Shen Feibai sized Wen Yang up for a long while, then clicked his tongue, "What wrong did you do, you put it here to show your loyalty to me?"

Wen Yang had indeed done something wrong. After all, the question Ban Hua asked at the beginning was not who Shen Feibai liked, but whether Shen Feibai had someone he liked.

Wen Yang deceived her out of selfishness.

The young man pursed his lips, lowered his eyes guiltyly, and then smiled suddenly, looking at Shen Feibai with crescent-shaped eyes, "What can I do wrong?"

But Shen Feibai knows Wen Yang a lot, he knows what to buy when Wen Yang is hungry, and he knows what medicine to prepare when Wen Yang coughs twice.

And Wen Yang's guilty conscience was too obvious, so obvious that Shen Feibai didn't even need to look carefully, he could tell it at a glance.

"There are so many wrong things that can be done, I can't guess that." Shen Feibai walked back to his seat while talking, threw the glue into the drawer and locked the desk.

Wen Yang followed behind Shen Feibai as a tail, and was noncommittal to Shen Feibai's statement.

Shen Feibai turned his head to look at Wen Yang, and was amused by the dejected look of the other party, "What are you doing with a sad face? You don't want to say it, but I can force you to say it?"

Hearing this, Wen Yang hummed twice, but didn't dare to speak for a while.

On the one hand, he felt that since Shen Feibai had rejected the girl, it would not be a big deal for him to refuse again.

But on the other hand, I feel that the relationship between people is uncertain. If Shen Feibai's fate with his sister is cut off by him, wouldn't it be very bad.

Shen Feibai is so nice, but he is different from him. It is normal for him to get in touch with girls more and have a few love affairs when he was a student.

Even though Wen Yang is quite confident about himself as a boy, he has to admit that the classmate is excellent.

To put it bluntly, if she stands with Shen Feibai, it is a match made in heaven.

Wen Yang lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, finally mustered up the courage to raise his head, and asked, "Then you don't have any thoughts about Ban Hua?"

When Shen Feibai heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

It never occurred to him that what made Wen Yang feel guilty turned out to be about Sister Banhua.

Shen Feibai didn't think that Wen Yang asked him this question because Wen Yang was interested in him—he thought Wen Yang was interested in other girls!

Because Wen Yang likes other girls, and the girl likes him, Wen Yang is caught in the middle and doesn't want to give up, so he will naturally feel awkward.

Shen Feibai felt a little irritable.

He frowned even tighter.

Looking at Shen Feibai's expression, Wen Yang felt a coldness in his heart.

Just as Shen Feibai understands Wen Yang, Wen Yang also understands Shen Feibai.

Naturally, he could tell whether Shen Feibai was really unhappy or frowning habitually.

His question made Shen Feibai unhappy - even a little impatient.

After realizing this, Wen Yang's hands shrunk into the pockets of his school uniform suddenly clenched into fists.

But on this issue, he was unwilling to stop there.

The venom spewed out by the jealous snake burned his mind and heart like fire, and the scorching temperature made Wen Yang sweat a little in the icy cold wind.

His face was as usual, his hands hidden in his pockets were tense and stiff.

Wen Yang looked up at Shen Feibai, with an imperceptible trace of unwillingness, and asked again: "Do you like her?"

"I don't like it." Shen Feibai's answer this time was unusually crisp, "If I like her, I won't reject her."

Wen Yang slightly loosened the clasped hands in his pockets, he looked at Shen Feibai who was only half a meter away from him, and the smile that disappeared on his face crawled back again.

"That's really great." Wen Yang heaved a sigh of relief.

He looked at Shen Feibai's frown, and there was a hint of flattery in his smile, "Xiao Baibai, if you don't like me, I won't ask, don't be angry, okay?"

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang's cautious look, and an unknown fire rose in his heart.

"You care about it?" Shen Fei asked in vain. After Wen Yang showed a dazed expression, he didn't give him a chance to respond, and said, "If you like her, you can just go after her. What do you care about me?"

"Ah...?" Wen Yang was stunned for a while, and after realizing that Shen Feibai had gone to the door angrily to look for the sanitation inspector, he followed out in a panic.

Shen Fei was scary when he put on a straight face, and when he was in a bad mood and stared at people with a straight face, he was basically able to frighten a crying child to the point where he didn't dare to cry anymore.

The students who checked the sanitation were so stared at by Shen Feibai that they didn't dare to check it carefully. After a cursory glance, they ticked the box, rubbed the soles of their feet with oil and ran away.

After he left, Wen Yang grabbed Shen Feibai's sleeve in the corridor.

Probably because of being one year older than Wen Yang, Shen Feibai is half a head taller than Wen Yang.

Wen Yang was still a little confused, but he still instinctively felt Shen Feibai's anger, and explained: "I don't like her."

How could I like her, what I like is you.

Wen Yang looked at Shen Feibai, sniffed, "I didn't like her, I just asked you..."

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang for a while, and seemed to be vaguely aware of something.

He pulled back his sleeve and asked, "Ask me what?"

"If you fall in love, what should I do?" Wen Yang said, "Could it be possible that there will be threesomes on the way home in the future?"

"Say it first, I don't accept it." Wen Yang's expression was too righteous, and his tone was too straightforward.

Shen Feibai sighed, "That's it?"

Wen Yang pursed his lips and nodded, "Otherwise?"

Yeah, what else?

Shen Feibai raised his hand to cover most of Wen Yang's face, exhaled deeply and sighed heavily, and finally rubbed Wen Yang's head, "You can relax."

Shen Feibai rubbed Wen Yang's head until he shook his head, "Relax?"

"I'm thinking, until you have a good relationship with the person you like, I may not be able to find a partner."

Shen Feibai let go of his hand, and tidied Wen Yang's messy hair, then patted Wen Yang's shoulder, and pushed him into the classroom.

"Close the doors and windows, and let's go home."

……

The weekends in Wenyang are generally not dedicated to study.

And the frenzied Shen Feibai wanted Wen Yang to be in the same class as him. After returning home on Saturday, he pressed Wen Yang to review his homework all night, and forced Wen Yang to write this weekend's homework in one night. It's over.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

So early in the morning on weekends, Wen Yang got up, took the mobile phone that he usually didn't bring with him in class, made an appointment with a few good friends, and rushed to the roller skating rink.

Wen Yang's popularity in High A is really good. Whether he is a top student or a scumbag, everyone has a good impression of Wen Yang.

There are very few people whose grades are at the upper end of their age, and who can play and play well, and there are even fewer good students who are willing to play with the bastards who are looked down upon by those academic bullies.

If Wen Yang's grades are excluded, he seems to be no different from most of the scumbags who like to roam around.

Indulging in pleasure, playing with enthusiasm and generosity, whether it is the most popular roller skating basketball among students or arcade video games, Wen Yang enjoys it very much, and it looks really good to take it out as a friend.

With pocket money in his pocket, Wen Yang happily wandered around with his friends for a day, during which time he received two calls from Shen Feibai, one from Shen's mother, and one condolence call from his father from far away.

They didn't even let him go back, but Shen Feibai's tone sounded somewhat unhappy.

Wen Yang crushed the last piece of mango-flavored lollipop in his mouth, held a glass of mango juice, and lay down on the sofa next to the roller skating rink with his long legs open, with roller skates on his feet. To sink into a soft sofa.

The owner of the roller skating rink saw him from a distance, stubbed out his cigarette and came over. He poked his head around and let out a yo-ho, "It's very strange. Your Shen Feibai didn't come today?"

The boss has a good relationship with Wen Yang and his group of high school students, because sometimes Wen Yang plays late, and will help the boss clean up the venue with a few friends. As a reward, every time they come to this roller skating rink , the boss gave them a [-]% discount, and the drinks were free.

Wen Yang hugged the mango juice and bit the straw, "I threw Papibai at home! It's such a great weekend and wants me to indulge in studying!"

This is simply a crime!

Time wasting sin!

The boss leaned on the back of the sofa and laughed twice, "I've remembered this nickname. When I meet Shen Feibai later, I'll tell him."

Wen Yang immediately sat up straight, and stared in disbelief, "Boss, am I your baby?"

The boss is very straightforward: "No."

Wen Yang pouted, and lay back on the sofa again.

The boss glanced at the teenagers skating in the roller skating rink, and suddenly thought of something, "I remember you like dogs? You've been nagging about wanting to keep them."

Wen Yang nodded upon hearing this, "Yes."

"My Leo has given birth, you..." The boss watched Wen Yang stand up suddenly, swallowed the rest of the words, stood up also, and took Wen Yang to the residence behind the roller skating rink.

Shen Fei watched with blank eyes that it was almost dinner time, and was about to call Wen Yang to urge him to go home for dinner, but the next second he picked up the phone, he heard an extremely fierce knock on the door.

This rhythm sounds like Wen Yang.

Shen Feibai put down his phone, ran to open the door, and said while pushing the door: "You don't have the key..."

He swallowed half of his words, looked at Wen Yang, who was standing at the door, hugging a big cardboard box, and looked down at the cotton wadding in the cardboard box and the puppies that looked like they had just been weaned on top of the wadding .

Shen Feibai took a deep breath, "What is this?"

Wen Yang hugged the cardboard box, looked at Shen Feibai with sparkling eyes, and the Phantom Tail swayed wildly.

"Look, Xiaobaibai! Our son!"

The author has something to say: Shen Feibai: …………