New year greeting

The violent slamming of the door made Feng Deng's heart tremble.He walked out of the kitchen quickly, and stopped again when he saw Yang Xiyue in the living room.

Yang Xiyue rolled her eyes and pointed to the door: "Let's get rid of your popularity, go after it! Our agreement ends here, I won't act with you, at worst, change to a hospital for internship. I warn you, if you don't cherish Song Xinyuan, I'll take the shot, and it's useless for you to regret it. Sigh, it's the first time I saw Song Xinyuan cry like this, it doesn't count in the drama..."

Feng Deng listened to her quietly, and the clips of his relationship with Song Xinyuan flashed in his mind. Recalling Song Xinyuan's recent performance, he suddenly became sober.He almost forgot that Song Xinyuan was thin-skinned and strong, and didn't like to show weakness in front of others. Besides, Song Xinyuan was an actor.After watching the online drama starring Song Xinyuan, he had to admit that Song Xinyuan had some acting talent.

Was Song Xinyuan really crying because of him?If Song Xinyuan was acting just now, who would you like to act for?Yang Xiyue or him?What is the purpose? ——The answer is self-evident, but he was almost fooled.He reflected secretly, and could no longer be fooled by Song Xinyuan.

"Why are you standing there stupidly?" Yang Xiyue asked Feng Deng strangely, "Why don't you go to Song Xinyuan? It's almost twelve o'clock, it's so unsafe at night."

"He's not a child, what could happen?" Feng Deng glanced at her with a calm expression, completely indifferent, "I'll take you home first."

He took off his apron and went into the bedroom to gather his things.

Yang Xiyue suddenly understood that a crying child would not be able to get sweets when he met someone like Feng Deng. Feng Deng was cold-hearted and self-righteous, and couldn't see Song Xinyuan's suffering at all.She didn't understand what happened between Feng Deng and Song Xinyuan, and she didn't know what mistake Song Xinyuan made to be treated so harshly.She had always hoped that Song Xinyuan would find happiness in love, and that Feng Deng would satisfy her hopes, but she witnessed Song Xinyuan's misfortune tonight, so she felt a deep sense of guilt.

She used to think that the forbidden fruit that Song Xinyuan ate was sweet, so she didn't stop her. She silently watched Song Xinyuan chase Feng Deng, and watched them walk on the same horizon and finally diverge.Now she thinks that their old relationship is revived, but the truth is always more complicated than she thought.

She was wrong. Heterosexuality is full of hardships, let alone homosexuality.She also suffered a lot, and sincerely hoped that her CP would be sweeter.

Yang Xiyue followed Feng Deng downstairs and walked towards the gate of the community.In the middle of the night, the sky was dark, the moonlight was dim, and there were hardly any stars to be seen.Yang Xiyue looked around, but couldn't find Song Xinyuan.

"Actually, today is the second time I see Song Xinyuan crying," Yang Xiyue said suddenly, and when Feng Deng stopped, he continued, "The first time was in college, I forgot the day, anyway, it was night, and I finished my self-study class , went back to the dormitory from the path behind the library, and met Song Xinyuan in the woods, he was squatting there smoking, crying while smoking. I asked him what was wrong, he pinched his cigarette, said he was choked by the smoke, and asked me The smell is not bad. I don’t like to see boys who smoke, but I liked Song Xinyuan at that time. Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder. I can accept him in any way. I must tell him that it is not bad. He didn’t believe me and said Some people annoy him for smoking, and they hide when they see him. I asked which girl annoyed him, because I thought I had found a rival in love, but he didn't reply me, just said thank you and left."

Feng Deng turned on his mobile phone to check the time, and said calmly, "Come on, the car is here." After finding the car at the front door, he greeted the driver and signaled Yang Xiyue to get in the car.

"I never saw Song Xinyuan smoking again. Well, it turns out that my intuition was right, even though the rival in love is not a girl." Yang Xiyue stood by the roadside, subconsciously lowered her volume, and said in a helpless tone, "Anyway, I am your witness , I hope you have a good ending. If you have a misunderstanding, talk it out as soon as possible;

"I said before that this is between me and him, and has nothing to do with you." Feng Deng pointed at the car door, "Be careful on the road."

Before getting into the car, Yang Xiyue sighed: "I can do it myself."

She knows that falling in love is always a matter between two people, and has nothing to do with outsiders.Their love affair has nothing to do with her for many years, she should have given up long ago, and should not get involved.When you help others, they may not need your intervention.A twisted melon is not sweet, and imposed kindness does not equal goodwill.

Song Xinyuan wandered around the neighborhood for a long time, but still didn't wait for Feng Deng to come. He couldn't help but suspect that his performance was too exaggerated, so he showed his secrets, finished smoking three cigarettes anxiously, and walked towards the alley at the back door.Wearing short sleeves and pajama pants, he felt a little cold, so he hugged his arms and pulled on his slippers, planning to take a shortcut and find a hotel to stay overnight. way back.

When he was about to return to the front gate of the community, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind. He turned around happily and said to the approaching figure, "Why did you come? I've been waiting for you until my legs are numb."

After he saw the person coming, his smile froze on his face. That person was not Feng Deng, but the unforgettable mental patient—Xu Lei.Xu Lei was tall and burly, stepped over and grinned at him, his nervous appearance made him panic.He opened his eyes wide and realized that Xu Lei was holding the wine bottle in his right hand. He instantly remembered the scene of Xu Lei stabbing someone with a knife, and suddenly felt a severe pain in his left arm. He froze in place with a pale face, thinking whether he could outrun Xu Lei.

Song Xinyuan looked down at the sandals on his feet, and now he really wanted to cry.He tried to calm down, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed it to Xu Lei unnaturally: "Dude, it's such a coincidence that we meet each other by fate, how about one?"

He planned to run away while Xu Lei was receiving the cigarette, but unfortunately Xu Lei didn't follow the routine.Xu Lei shook the empty wine bottle, knocked his cigarette away with the body of the bottle, and stared at him strangely: "Liar, liar, you want to lie to me."

Song Xinyuan didn't go to pick up cigarettes, but watched Xu Lei in case Xu Lei attacked him: "I didn't lie to you, I invite you to smoke a cigarette, if you don't want to smoke, just go home and sleep, your wife is waiting for you at home."

Xu Lei let out a laugh, and then yelled angrily: "Liar! My wife died a long time ago, do you want to die too?"

Song Xinyuan's back felt cold: "I'm sorry, I don't know—"

"You lied to me, damn you."

Xu Lei interrupted him, took a step forward, and raised the wine bottle, his movements were quick and agile, unlike someone with a brain problem.Song Xinyuan didn't have time to dodge, so he stretched out his hand to block Xu Lei's arm, tilted his neck and said, "Calm down, if you have something to say, I'm really not a liar. I went out for a walk and didn't want to hurt you."

Xu Lei stretched out his left hand, grabbed Song Xinyuan's shoulder, and restrained him from moving around: "Come out for a walk in the middle of the night? You still want to lie to me!"

Damn, aren't you also haunted at night?

Song Xinyuan didn't dare to provoke Xu Lei. While cursing secretly, he reflected that it was time for him to exercise. The 1.7-meter-eight figure was actually crushed by Xu Lei.Xu Lei's strength was too great, and he suppressed Song Xinyuan like a mountain.Song Xinyuan could barely dodge the wine bottle, but couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

"Don't move!" Xu Lei shouted.

"You fuck? Stop it!"

Song Xinyuan yelled back, and was about to stretch out his legs to kick Xu Lei, but Xu Lei noticed his intention, Xu Lei's thick calf kicked him, he just wanted to dodge, let go of his hand, and was caught by Xu Lei .

When the beer bottle swept towards his face, Song Xinyuan turned his head hastily, closed his eyes, and raised his elbow.He relies on his face to make money, so no matter what, he has to keep the guy who eats.

However, what Song Xinyuan expected didn't happen, only a low muffled groan was heard, someone clasped his waist, covered his body, and blocked Xu Lei's attack for him.

He opened his eyes and saw Feng Deng's profile.

Feng Deng's shoulder was hit hard, and it was obviously in great pain. He frowned, turned his face and looked at Song Xinyuan for two seconds, and let go of his hand.Then, Feng Deng turned around and grabbed Xu Lei's arm, grabbed the wine bottle and smashed it against the wall.

Boom!As the glass fell to the ground, Xu Lei kicked Feng Deng.Xu Lei clutched his thighs, and before he could cry out the pain, Feng Deng punched him twice in the stomach, and fell to the ground weakly, unable to stand up in pain, and lay down screaming.

After Feng Deng beat Xu Lei, his body shook slightly, and he took a few steps to cover his right shoulder.Song Xinyuan came back to his senses, and ran over to help Feng Deng in a panic: "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Feng Deng waved his hand away.

Song Xinyuan was so angry that he said indiscriminately: "You can beat him directly, why did you suffer this all of a sudden? Who are you going to play for?"

Feng Deng was silent for a moment, then asked coldly: "I'll show you the show, do you feel distressed?"

Song Xinyuan clenched his fists, his whole body tensed, and stared at Feng Deng.Yes, his heart hurts more than when he was injured.

Song Xinyuan finally cried out sincerely, with big tears pouring out, his eyes glistening with tears, shining brightly under the dim moonlight.

Remembering Yang Xiyue's words, Feng Deng shook his head and sighed: "So you love to cry so much."

"I really like to pretend to cry, did it impress you?" Song Xinyuan replied dejectedly.

The next moment, a palm covered his eyes, and a light kiss fell on his lips.

The author says:

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