I became a group favorite after dressing up as a beauty

[Wow, Teacher Fu. 】

After sending this message, he got up and took a shower.

Song Xingbai was very worried that the other party did not reply to messages for two consecutive days. Logically speaking, if he is busy with work, he should not be too busy not to reply to his messages.

The only thing that can be guessed is that the other party is ill.

He secretly guessed in his heart.

But if I remember correctly, Fu Zhixi's condition is very stable now, unless there are other things that affect his mood.

Is it the difficult father in the original family, or something on the Internet?

At the same time, at Fu Zhixi's house.

"Brother Fu, let's eat something."

Xiao Wang worried about carrying the food, standing beside Fu Zhixi, feeling very anxious.

From the time he came back, Fu Zhixi sat on a chair by the window all night without turning on the lights or saying a word.

Not eating, drinking or sleeping, sitting there like a sculpture, as if being sucked out of anger.

A few minutes passed, and the people on the chair still remained silent, as if they hadn't heard Xiao Wang's words.

If things go on like this, how can people not eat?

He put the food on the table and said tentatively, "I bought some porridge, would you like some?"

The person on the chair finally moved, he turned his head and glanced at Xiao Wang faintly.

Even though he was so irritable that he wanted to destroy everything around him, reason still prevailed. He endured his irritability and squeezed out two words from his throat.

"Take it."

Irritability and depression, these emotions live in Fu Zhixi's body, destroying his will every moment.

After Xiao Wang left, he was the only one left in the room.

A quiet and dark room is his home, so why try to walk in the sun, a person like him should live in the shadows.

Like his mother's words, he was born wrong.

If you die like this...

Fu Zhixi's thoughts were interrupted by the notification sound of the mobile phone information. He picked up the mobile phone, and it was Song Xingbai who sent him a message.

[Mr. Fu, I have set up an incredible flag for my promotion declaration. Next time I go back to the program group, I have to wear a skirt. 】

[It’s still a cheongsam, and my unscrupulous teammates even prepared high heels for me (crying face), but I’m a boy. 】

[Mom adopted a cat the day before yesterday, it is very cute, let me show you (picture)]

The dialogue box is full of interesting life stories shared by the other party, ranging from where they went today to what they ate.

Just reading these words, it's like being beside the other party, spending this long day with him.

Fu Zhixi thought countless times, how could he be worthy of such a good person.

Song Xingbai nestled on the hanging chair, typing on the keyboard with his fingers, he wanted to share his life with the other party.

Words and pictures can infect people. If Fu Zhixi can feel the beauty of life, it will also help his illness.

He knew that if he asked abruptly how he was feeling today, it would be counterproductive, so he came up with such a method.

After the last text was sent, Song Xingbai rubbed his sore shoulders. As he rubbed, he felt that something like this had happened a long time ago.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he stood up suddenly, ran to his bedroom, opened the locker, and took out a black box.

He sat on the ground, carefully opened the box, and there was a mobile phone in the box, the style was three years ago.

Song Xingbai took out the phone, plugged it in, opened the phone scarf, and stared at the message interface in a daze.

He guessed right, it turned out that "he" had done the same thing before.

During the time without him, the original owner had been supporting Fu Zhixi, but why did he suddenly disappear?

There must be something he doesn't know about it, Song Xingbai decided to ask his second brother.

It's best for the second brother to lie, he can promise anything by acting like a baby.

When the notification tone of the mobile phone message ended, Fu Zhixi felt lost, why didn't he send him a message, did he dislike him and didn't reply?

Maybe he was really hated.

Self-loathing emotions overwhelmed Fu Zhixi, and just when he was about to be swallowed by the abyss, the phone rang.

Like a straw that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes when he was drowning, Fu Zhixi grabbed it and answered the phone at the same time.

Song Xingbai over there didn't expect that the other party would pick it up. He froze for a few seconds and then said, "Mr. Fu, if you're too sad, go to sleep. I will always be with you."

"It won't disappear suddenly again."

After he finished speaking, the other party didn't respond to him. Song Xingbai called out hesitantly, "Mr. Fu? If you're busy, I won't bother you."

After a few minutes, when he thought that the other party didn't want to talk to him and was about to hang up the phone, the other party spoke.

A hoarse, lifeless voice came from the phone to his ears.

"I still want to hear you talk."

"Then let me tell you a story, okay?"

"En." Fu Zhixi obediently responded.

Song Xingbai found a few fairy tales to read to the other party. After some time, the other party was satisfied and hung up the phone.

After the phone was completely quiet, Fu Zhixi clicked on WeChat and his gaze fell on what Song Xingbai said.

He felt familiar.

It seemed that someone had sent him a message like this before. He opened his scarf, looked at the head portrait, and a thought came to his mind.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xingbai lay on the bed with his dead body. He didn't know why the original owner suddenly disappeared, but the only thing he could do now was to tell Fu Zhixi that he would not leave suddenly.

When the second brother comes back, he must ask him face to face!

After two days of rest, Song Xingbai returned to the program group.

When I arrived at the dormitory, there was only Lin Weici in the dormitory, and the others hadn't come yet.

When Lin Weici saw Song Xingbai, he remembered what the hospital told him, and his mother who was well taken care of. Although he was told that it was sponsored by a kind person, there is no such good thing in the world.

Connecting to what the other party heard in the mall that time, I vaguely felt that the other party was helping him behind the scenes.

"Xingbai, I want to ask you..."

Before Lin Wei could finish his words, the door was opened suddenly, and the person who came was Su Lexian. He walked in and looked at the two of them in surprise.

"It's so early."

"Yeah." Song Xingbai responded, then looked at Lin Weici again, "What do you want to ask me?"

"It's nothing."

After a while, everyone else in the dormitory came, but Lin Weici couldn't ask the question he wanted to ask, and Song Xingbai also forgot about it.

"I'm back!!!"

There was a joyful voice outside the door, every note seemed to be dancing.

Hearing this voice, he knew it was Gao Nianyu. As expected, Gao Nianyu opened the door of the dormitory in the next second.

But he didn't expect Gao Nianyu to come with his mobile phone. At this moment, Song Xingbai was taking off his shirt, revealing half of his narrow and slender waist.

The waist is so thin that it can be held with one hand. What's more, the owner of the waist is still fair-skinned, and the dimple of the waist can be vaguely seen.

"Ah, the waist!! So thin!"

Song Xingbai quickly took off his clothes, and asked in panic, "You...why did you bring your mobile phone here?"

Isn't the phone already confiscated?

Gao Nianyu blinked innocently, "I'm taking pictures of the dormitory diary."

"Oh fine."

"Xingbai, are you waist fine? The waist is so thin, can I touch it." Gao Nianyu's eyes lit up.

This sentence made Song Xingbai's hair stand on end, and he immediately refused, "If you don't touch it, you can't become a spirit after the founding of the country, don't you know?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Weici approached from outside, and after hearing the last few words, he asked, "Why can't you become a master?"

"Ah, it's Weici, you help me hold the selfie stick, I want to touch Song Xingbai's waist!"

Before Lin Weici could react, the selfie stick was in his hand. Holding the selfie stick in a daze, he saw the live broadcast on his phone...

At this time, the interface is still floating barrage.

——The waist is so thin, I'm done, Sihashiha.

——Help, what kind of treasure is Song Xingbai?

——Gao Nianyu is so good at playing, touch him!

"I must touch your waist today!" Gao Nianyu threw himself on Song Xingbai's body as he said that, and touched Song Xingbai's waist with his hands dishonestly.

The waist is Song Xingbai's weakness, he is ticklish, the moment Gao Nianyu's poisonous hand touched his waist, he was like a seven-inch snake caught, without the ability to resist.

"Don't touch it, don't touch it... Hahahahahaha, it's so itchy." Lying on the bed, Song Xingbai let Gao Nianyu move his hands up and down, laughing out of breath.

"Weici help... Das is here..." Song Xingbai begged for mercy pitifully and helplessly.

Only then did Lin Weici react and pulled Gao Nianyu away from Song Xingbai. Coincidentally, the camera of the mobile phone happened to be facing Song Xingbai.

In the video, his face was flushed with tears at the end of his eyes, and he seemed to have been bullied miserably.

The fans in the live broadcast room became restless in an instant, boiling like freshly boiled water.

"Gao Nianyu...you are so ruthless." Song Xingbai straightened his body from the bed, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his face full of resentment, "My fame has been ruined, I am not clean anymore."

Gao Nianyu took the phone and saw the comments in the live broadcast, "The fans said marry them."

"Don't marry, don't marry, go away and go away."

Song Xingbai waved his hands in disgust, he is a big man, why should he marry him?

"I heard no Xingbai said that he won't marry." Gao Nianyu said as he walked towards Lu Fanfan's bed, "Let's see what Fanfan is doing."

Lu Fanfan, who was making biscuits, stuffed his mouth full of biscuits and said, "I'm hungry, I'm cooking."

On the other side, Lin Weici stood beside Song Xingbai's bed with a worried face.

"Are you ok?"

"No, I feel like I've been molested by hooligans." Song Xingbai hugged the pillow and said without love.

Moreover, he was seen by others, he was pressed on the bed in a state of helplessness, and his body was also seen by others.

"Hahahahaha."

"stop laughing."

Song Xingbai threw the pillow under him towards Lin Weici in embarrassment, and the latter took it easily, and suddenly said seriously: "Xingbai, did you do that?"

Although he didn't specify it, the latter instantly knew what he was asking, "It's my big brother."

Su Lexian, who had just come out of the bathroom, heard the conversation, and she was at a loss, "What are you two doing, it's like playing charades, and you don't perform this on stage."

Hearing these words, Jiang Lin rushed over, with a serious and longing face, "Playing riddles? Xingbai, I want to learn."

The face is full: you teach me, you teach me.

Poor thing, Song Xingbai himself doesn't know how to do this, so he just said nonsense: "Don't listen to Le Xian's nonsense, charades are not learned by humans."

"OK then."

[The author has something to say]:

Soon, soon, soon sweet.