Been a child star for many years

Chapter No.16 Jingfeng, what the hell is wrong with you?

Chang Ming's words were stuck in his throat, but he was interrupted by Jing Chun, so he didn't say it.Fortunately, no words were spoken.

Chang Ming wanted to say: "Miss sister likes you, how can you promise others."

This is obviously an extremely unreasonable request, but Chang Ming really defends his shortcomings.I don't know how Jingfeng would answer if he really said it.The sunshine in winter is short and precious.They warmed up comfortably on the lawn, and got up and went home before the temperature cooled down.It was almost five o'clock at this time, and it took about an hour to drive back to the city from here, but I bought too many snacks, and I didn't have much appetite for dinner.

"Go back first," Jingfeng said, turning the steering wheel, "I'll go to the supermarket in a while, and I'll make supper in the evening."

"Ginger duck noodles!" Jing Chun was very full, but when it came to supper, he still happily ordered.

"Okay. Chang Ming, what do you want to eat?"

"Whatever." Chang Ming thought of Miss Sister, and had been a little absent-minded, so he answered it casually.It took a few minutes for him to react, and he said rather collapsed: "I don't want to eat supper, I have to go."

Jing Feng glanced at him from the rearview mirror, Jing Chun pouted all of a sudden, shaking Xiao Ming's hand: "Don't go."

Chang Ming had no choice but to stay at Jingfeng's house for two days, so he had no choice but to try to explain to Jingchun: "I have to go home, come play with Xiaochun next time, okay?"

Unexpectedly, Jing Chun rolled his eyes, pointed at his brother and said, "It's a holiday, Xiao Ming won't leave."

Chang Ming was dumbfounded, and Jing Feng said that it was a holiday, but he didn't expect Jing Chun to make such an issue.

Jingfeng said: "Go back first, I will see you off later."

Chang Ming looked up at him, and he was staring ahead, holding the steering wheel firmly with his slender index fingers.

Jing Chun yawned. Although the car was very warm, Chang Ming pulled out a blanket and wrapped it around him.He took out his mobile phone and wanted to play for a while, only to realize that the battery had long since run out.The scenery outside the window gradually changed from the outskirts of the city back to the bustling traffic, crowded and crowded, Chang Ming was upset for a while.

Jing Chun fell into a deep sleep, and when he got off the car, Jing Feng gently carried him out with the blanket, while Chang Ming was carrying the bag behind him.Jing Feng was so strong, he just hugged a person from the parking lot to the elevator, and then went upstairs to the room without seeing his hands tremble.After putting him on the bed and wiping his face carefully, Jingfeng closed the door and came out.

There was no one in the living room, Chang Ming closed the glass door of the balcony and smoked outside.Jingfeng knocked on the glass, went out and stood with him.It was already dark, and there was a gust of cold wind on the balcony. Chang Ming's arms were lying on the railing, and there was only a short cigarette between his fingers.

Seeing him come out, Chang Ming smoked the cigarette in one gulp, and pressed it into the ashtray that had been vacant for an unknown amount of time on the small table next to him.

He took out a rainbow lollipop from the big pocket of his coat: "Here you are."

"..." Jing Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Do you think I'm Xiao Chun?"

Chang Ming scratched his hair embarrassingly: "Well, I bought it by the way when I went to the supermarket, oh, just take it, you didn't return the candied haws you bought for uncle last time."

Jingfeng didn't know why, so he reached out and took it.The candy stayed in the pocket of the hot clothes all afternoon, and the body temperature melted a little, and it stuck to the cellophane, which is really not exquisite.

"Yesterday," Chang Ming said guiltily, "I didn't know your birthday either."

Jingfeng understood, put the candy in his pocket, smiled and said thank you.Chang Ming didn't have the nerve to listen to him thank you for such a shabby gift, so he changed the subject.

"What time is it?" he asked, "My phone is out of battery."

Jingfeng looked at his watch: "06:30."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to him: "If you want to use your mobile phone, take mine first."

I don't know where to press it, the phone screen lights up, and there are several missed calls.The two of them glanced at the same time, showing Cheng An's name.

Chang Ming turned his head away: "No need."

Jing Feng glanced at him, and then he sent a message by clicking on his phone.What information to send, what to contact, not just a few phone calls and a special reply.Hearing that voice made Chang Ming feel uncomfortable, he deliberately fell heavily on the hanging chair on the balcony, folded his arms and lit another cigarette indifferently.

Jing Feng was taken aback, stood beside him, bent slightly, shook the hanging chair, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing!" Chang Ming stabilized the hanging chair with one leg on the ground to prevent him from shaking, but he still couldn't help it, "You... Cheng An is not good."

Jingfeng raised his eyebrows: "Why not? You don't know him."

Chang Ming was annoyed: "Anyway, it's... Didn't you reject him? Why are you still inseparable?"

"..." Jing Feng was very innocent, he was so choked up that he couldn't answer for a while, he just sent a message to tell Cheng An not to call again, "Why are you so angry?"

"Who is so angry?" Chang Ming sat up straight, "You..." He has been you for a long time, and there is no reason to justly criticize Jingfeng.

He has been so eccentric for a while, and even Jing Feng's temper is a little impatient: "What's the matter?"

Chang Ming wanted to get angry again, glared at Jing Feng, gasped for breath, and finally fell back into the hanging chair dejectedly.

Night Breeze was tireless, and the cigarette in Chang Ming's hand was extinguished, and he didn't know whether it was finished by himself or blown out by the wind.

Jingfeng picked up the cigarette case and squeezed out one, and lit it against the wind.His movements were so skillful that Chang Ming was taken aback. He always thought that Jing Feng was a good student, but he never found out that he also smoked.

"Jingfeng," Chang Ming calmed down, "Is Fang Yun not good?"

Jingfeng's eyes were a little cold, but the smoke rose just at this moment, covering the flashing firelight.

After waiting for a while without hearing Jingfeng's answer, Chang Ming seemed discouraged, and said to himself: "She takes pictures with you, invites you to play games, and spends Christmas with you. Don't you feel it?"

Jing Feng frowned: "What do you think I want to feel?"

Chang Ming finally looked at Jingfeng, who was still giving birthday presents just now, but now the atmosphere was as cold as the wind.

"Jingfeng, are you really stupid or fake?" Chang Ming said almost gnashing his teeth, "She likes you."

Jingfeng took a big puff of cigarette, then let it out heavily, and then said: "Fang Yun likes me? So what should I do? How did your brain grow?"

Chang Ming didn't get angry when he was scolded, his eyes were dull, he muttered twice, but didn't say anything.That's right, others like Jingfeng, but what right does he have to complain about Jingfeng's matter?Whether it's Cheng An or Fang Yun, it may not make any difference to Jing Feng, the young lady is just Chang Ming's young lady.

The reasoning is so simple and easy to understand, and Chang Ming doesn't know what to be angry about.

"Are you really stupid or fake?" Jing Feng returned Chang Ming's words to him, "Chang Ming, Fang Yun never chased me. The person she likes is you."

Chang Ming suspected that he had heard wrong.

Jing Feng bent down, firmly grasped the edge of the hanging chair with one hand, and said sharply: "Fang Yun likes you."

He had never spoken to Chang Ming in this tone.In Chang Ming's heart, this young man is polite and polite, although he is somewhat mysterious, he seems to never lose his temper.Only his younger brother Jing Chun can stir up chaos in him.This impression was so strong that at this moment when he suddenly changed his face to face Chang Ming, Chang Ming didn't know whether he was more surprised by what he said or the way he said it.

He finally picked out the key point wisely: "That's my sister..."

"What kind of sister?" Jing Feng sneered, "Your boss? Your bosom friend? What other status is there? No one treats you so well for no reason, beyond the bounds of what should be. Uncle, shouldn't you Know better than me?"

Chang Ming's expression changed.Jingfeng looked like a different person tonight, and the sentences that came out of his mouth were full of ridicule and questioning.He pushed Jingfeng away vigorously, the chair shook violently, and the body that had just stood up straight was shaken by the bump.Chang Ming didn't have time to think about anything, and the anger in his belly was already burning: "You can't get used to someone who treats me so well? Do I deserve to have no friends?"

Chang Ming is lonely.He never cared about it, went on the road alone, enjoying solitude.Like what grandma has always taught him, live your life well and stay away from those annoying people and things.To put it nicely, this is calmness; to put it badly, it is indifference.He is kind and polite to everyone, but after a long time, he always finds that he doesn't care about anything.No one wants to talk to such a person.The young lady is his only friend, the only one who knows who Chang Ming is and what virtues, and is willing to get closer.In some respects, Chang Ming is similar to Miss Sister.Don't ask too much, don't care too much, but there are always some unspeakable moments. Such a person also needs a little bit of fire to maintain his connection with the world.

Chang Ming is grateful.He never thought of looking for such a person, but God treated him kindly and told him to meet him.After grandma left, the little sister seemed to gradually become the person closest to the cluster of fire.He knows that Miss Sister treats him kindly, cherishes it, and repays it.It's rare for someone to be friendly with him, but in Jingfeng's mouth, he becomes so stupid and embarrassing.

Chang Ming was angry, but sadly, he still couldn't restrain his heartache.

He thought, what do I owe Jingfeng?

Came to meet a fan out of nowhere, got stuck in the mud in a daze, and finally became dizzy and wanted to be an old man under the month.At this moment, he actually thought of the wrong identity of a child star.He is not a child actor, but he feels that he is really like a buffoon at the moment. He has been singing and dancing for a long time while listening to other people's words. He clearly sees the audience applauding. Smiling in my heart, this kid is so stupid.

It can be regarded as Jingfeng's ability, Chang Ming can't remember the last time he had these aggressive emotions.His eyes were red, and his clenched fingers trembled a little. He felt that he was so lonely, and the loneliness he was so used to made him extremely unbearable at this moment.

"Jingfeng, you are too..."

Before finishing the word "excessive", Jing Feng, who was pushed away just now, stepped up again with his long legs, knocked Chang Ming backwards, and was held by Jing Feng again, his two chests touching each other. It's full of fire, I don't know if it's anger or heart fire.

"Jingfeng, what's wrong with you!" Chang Ming cursed.

Jing Feng was taller than Chang Ming, he looked down at Chang Ming, he was no longer the big boy who called Chang Ming uncle with a smile on his face, he didn't want to look at those red eyes anymore, when he closed his eyes, he blocked Chang Ming's eyes. Cursing lips.

The lips are cold, and the smell of tobacco has not yet dissipated, giving off a faint bitterness.Jingfeng counted in his heart, not knowing how many seconds he would be able to wait back and forth.