Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

In order to allow candidates to rest better, one week before the college entrance examination, Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School announced that all students living in the city could go home, so Lin Feiyu naturally returned to Song Ran's place.

The night before the college entrance examination, Song Ran took Lin Feiyu out for dinner, which was also a way to encourage the children.

"How is it? The soup pot here is not bad, isn't it? Fatty Chen recommended it, and he knows how to eat it." Song Ran said as he picked up the shiitake mushrooms with chopsticks and put them in the other party's bowl. "It's more delicious when dipped in sesame oil .”

"Well, it's delicious." Lin Feiyu squinted his eyes, eating with gusto.

Song Ran smiled and said, "I wanted to take you to eat barbecue, but that stuff is too spicy, and if you have a stomachache and affect the exam, it will be troublesome. It's better to eat something light."

"The soup pot is also good, brother, you can eat it too." Lin Feiyu gave Song Ran a meatball.

The taste of the soup pot was indeed very delicious, and both of them ate it with relish. It was early summer, and Song Ran became a little hot after a while, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose. He wiped it off and muttered Went to touch Lin Feiyu's schoolbag: "Xiao Yu, did you bring a tissue?"

"Well, in the mezzanine."

Song Ran was careless, and never carried small things like tissues on his body, but Lin Feiyu was more careful, and often carried small things such as tissues and bandages with him. Song Ran was used to reaching for tissues in his bag.

Song Ran fumbled for a while, but didn't find a tissue, but a cardboard box. He took it out curiously and looked, and was immediately amused: "Oh, handmade chocolate? The packaging is quite delicate, which girl is it?" Did you send it?"

Lin Feiyu was stunned, the box of chocolates was given by He Wen, and he forgot to take it out.

He didn't want to say more, so he said vaguely: "Maybe someone secretly stuffed it in, I don't know."

"Oh." Song Ran didn't think much about it, and threw the box of chocolates back into her schoolbag, and couldn't help sighing, "Time flies so fast, it's been more than three years, and now Xiaobaicai will take the initiative to push pigs Well, you kid is really lucky."

Lin Feiyu: "..."

Seeing that his expression was a little stiff, Song Ran smiled and comforted him: "Don't be nervous, it's okay. I'm not that old-fashioned. If you made a girlfriend in college, you can bring it back to play. I'll treat you two to eat." barbecue."

Lin Feiyu was obviously stunned for a while, and his face became a little gloomy. He stared at Song Ran, and said slowly: "What do you mean 'you two'?"

"It's you and your little girlfriend." Song Ran said naturally.

Lin Feiyu's jaw clenched tightly, as if biting his back molars lightly, before he said, "What about you?"

"I..." Song Ran put a quail egg into her mouth, and said vaguely, "I have saved a lot of money in the past few years. When you go to college and your acting career is on the right track, I will Stop being an agent, buy a new house, open a small bookstore, sleep until you wake up naturally every day. Well, if you meet a suitable girl, you can also start a family and have a baby to play with."

In the past few years, there have been several men and women who have expressed their affection for Song Ran, but none of them are very suitable, and Lin Feiyu is really not suitable for a family, but now that Lin Feiyu has grown up, he has a financial foundation. It's time to start thinking about it.

He has now saved—more than 80 yuan, which is enough to pay the down payment. As for the old house before, he really doesn’t want to go back to live in it.—Thinking of the secret bedroom full of his own photos, he has a feeling of trepidation in his heart. Let it be locked up and never see the light of day.

Song Ran thought wildly for a while, and then came back to his senses, only to find that Lin Feiyu lowered his head, his hand holding the chopsticks was tightly clenched, and faint blue veins appeared on the back of his hand.

Song Ran wondered, "What's wrong?"

Lin Feiyu endured it, but he still couldn't hold it back. He gritted his teeth and said, "What's so good about a girl? Girls nowadays can't even cook, how can they take care of you?"

Song Ran blinked inexplicably: "I don't know how to cook, so everyone will be evened? Family members, we can learn to cook together and take care of each other. I am a big man in his twenties. Can't you just expect other girls to take care of me?"

Lin Feiyu blurted out: "I can take care of you, I can cook and wash dishes, do laundry and make quilts, and earn money, your favorite food, fried chicken chops, omelet rice, garlic pork ribs... I can do it all! By the way, I can also raise cats, I will bathe Xiao Hei, cut his nails, and shovel cat poop, I especially like Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei also likes me."

Seeing his eagerness to sell himself, Song Ran couldn't help but "puchi"—laughed out loud, and rubbed the child's head casually: "What are you talking about, you are going to be independent in the future, how can you... I was a child laborer."

Lin Feiyu's mind was a little confused, and he began to speak incoherently: "Then you mean, I can't live with you in the future? If you want to buy a house, I can pay for it. I haven't moved my salary for the past two years,— More than a million."

This kid actually wants to give money to buy a house for himself... Song Ran was a little touched, and said softly: "Xiao Yu, you don't have to do this, of course you have to save your money to buy a house for yourself, the house prices in Jiangcheng are so expensive now,— A better house can be anywhere from several million to tens of millions, although you will probably make a lot of money in the future, but it’s not certain, so don’t spend money indiscriminately.”

"I'm not wasting money, I, I..." Lin Feiyu's voice gradually became hoarse, and he didn't know what to say.

He can try to restrain that dirty desire, he can try his best to be a good brother, but the premise is that he must live with Song Ran and live under the same roof all the time, he can't help but see this person, He can't go out "independently", he can't do it.

At this moment, Lin Feiyu suddenly panicked. He finally realized an extremely cruel fact. Either he dragged Song Ran into the water by all means, or the two of them could only become "brothers" who walked around every year and festival. There was no third party. options.

He said hoarsely: "Brother, can't we... live together?"

Song Ran blinked, and suddenly realized that the little kid hasn't grown up yet, this kind of mentality is probably the legendary "separation anxiety", unwilling to face parting.

He hesitated for a moment, and carefully said his words: "Xiao Yu, you are almost an adult, you should know that everyone will have their own life when they grow up, and there is always a feast in the world."

Lin Feiyu stared at him blankly.

no party last forever.

Song Ran comforted: "Besides, even if we become a family in the future, you can often come to my house as a guest. I will save a bedroom for you. You will always be my younger brother."

"A guest?" Lin Feiyu lowered his head, chewing the word over and over again, as if it was a big joke, "A guest?"

He clenched his fist tightly, his nails pierced his palm so painfully, but he couldn't feel it at all, he only felt the buzzing in his ears, and his mind was full of "my home", "guest", "the world is all about to leave" "The Feast" those harsh words, a guest, a guest...

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Feiyu suddenly pushed the table away fiercely, got up and rushed out!

Song Ran stared at his back inexplicably, couldn't help cursing, threw a few hundred yuan bills on the table, and chased him out.

Damn, what kind of crazy is this kid?

Song Ran searched several streets, but he didn't see Lin Feiyu's shadow, and no one answered the phone, and he didn't know where he went.

Song Ran was anxious and regretful. What was anxious was that the college entrance examination was going to be tomorrow. Don’t make any problems at this juncture. What she regretted was why she told him the great principles of life. Well, when I have a girlfriend and forget my brother, I can't bring back a hundred cows.

As it was getting dark, Song Ran became more and more anxious, the college entrance examination was going to be tomorrow, where did this kid go? !

At this time, an aunt walked by him, muttering and cursing: "The children nowadays are really uneducated, and a person is crazy over there, and he still curses when he asks him."

Song Ran grabbed the aunt by the hand: "Auntie, what kid?"

"What are you doing?" The aunt was startled, she glanced at Song Ran's delicate and pretty face, and her face softened again, "I went to the river to pick up cardboard, and saw a teenage child in the bridge hole ahead , throwing stones into the river like crazy, I asked a few words what was going on, but he actually told me to get out of the way, how uneducated!"

Song Ran immediately ran forward.

As the sun set, the flame-like sunset covered most of the sky, and golden ripples appeared on the river surface. A young man was sitting under the bridge hole, staring at the golden water surface in a daze.

Song Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and strode over. He searched everywhere for a long time, feeling a little exhausted at this moment, and couldn't help shouting: "Lin Feiyu, your skin is itchy, aren't you?!"

Lin Feiyu trembled slightly, looked up at Song Ran, his eyes were red, and he looked a little confused: "Brother?"

Song Ran originally wanted to scold him severely, but seeing his miserable appearance, he couldn't speak the words of reprimand, and just sighed: "You... well, how old are you?"

He—sighed—stepped forward and rubbed—the boy's hair: "Okay, let's go home."

Lin Feiyu sat on the rock, put his arms around Song Ran's waist, slowly buried his face in the opponent's abdomen, and whispered: "Brother, I'm sorry, I really can't do anything... If you found me, you will be responsible for me—for the rest of your life , give me everything, okay?"

"What did you say?" Song Ran didn't hear clearly.

Lin Feiyu didn't explain, but just hugged the opponent's slender and strong waist tightly, and the whole person relaxed a little bit, as if he had finally figured out an extremely important matter.

After a long while, he slowly raised his face. The confused expression had disappeared, but the red eye circles still looked a little fragile. He said softly, "Brother, let's go home."

Seeing that he had returned to normal, Song Ran breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's go."

After returning home, Lin Feiyu was still a little bored, completely different from his lively and clingy look in the past.

Thinking about tomorrow's college entrance examination, Song Ran couldn't help feeling a little worried, so she said for the first time, "Xiao Yu, do you want to sleep with me tonight?"

Lin Feiyu shook his head and whispered: "Brother, don't worry, I know you're not used to sleeping with other people. I used to be ignorant and kept pestering you like that. I'll sleep on the sofa, it doesn't matter, I - Individuals can."

Song Ran was a little surprised, and couldn't help persuading him a few more words, but Lin Feiyu actually—uncharacteristically— insisted on sleeping on the sofa by himself.

He was so sensible, but Song Ran felt guilty instead, and hugged the blanket out, telling her: "Go to bed early, there is an exam tomorrow, don't catch a cold."

"Yes." Lin Feiyu curled up in the furry blanket and nodded obediently.

He is still a little thin like a teenager, but he is already tall, standing taller than Song Ran - a little bit, but now he is curled up in the fluffy blanket, only revealing - a head of messy hair and - a pair of watery almonds To the naked eye, it looks childishly fragile and cute.

Song Ran couldn't help but patted his head, and brought him another glass of milk: "Drink and go to sleep, get up at seven tomorrow, and I'll drive you to the examination room."

Lin Feiyu didn't pick up the cup, but just finished drinking the glass of milk with Song Ran's hand, and touched Song Ran's finger with his lips vaguely, Song Ran didn't seem to feel anything, picked up the empty cup and went into the kitchen.

Looking at Song Ran's back, Lin Feiyu slightly narrowed his eyes.

Now that he has decided to drag his brother into the water, he must act as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams.

First of all, let the careless brother gradually get used to intimate touch, and then this summer vacation, try to get the brother to kiss himself, but not let the brother discover his intentions, there must be enough reasons, and he must behave innocent enough.

As a man, the body is always one step ahead of the mind. As long as one's kissing skills are good enough to make his brother feel good when he is kissed, according to his temperament, he will definitely fall into deep self-doubt, and he will not take the initiative to find a woman. Friends, I have more time for myself.

There is also that little Mr. Song, his attitude towards himself is very interesting. My brother said that he hated Mr. Song, so he blamed himself, but from the perspective of a bystander, that little Mr. Song is clearly... This can be used well—— Fan.

In short, my brother is a relatively strong person, he is soft but not hard, has a high moral standard, and is very indifferent to money and fame. The best way to deal with such a person is to make him have a strong desire for protection, guilt, and pity... …to make him feel that he initiated it, that he did it voluntarily, that he owed it to himself.

Well, let's practice kissing first.

In the dark living room, Lin Feiyu was lying on the sofa, and casually took a cherry from the fruit plate on the coffee table. He gently fiddled with the stem of the cherry in his mouth with his tongue, and slowly tied it into a knot.

The author has something to say: Xiao Yu: Brother, it’s fine, I can do it by myself.

Big Feather: Brother, it’s okay, I’m not afraid of pain, really.