I became a group favorite after dressing up as a beauty

Lin Weici was already turbulent in his heart, but he was trying to maintain his calm on the surface. He didn't understand what this person meant by trapping him.

"Can I pursue you?"

In the quiet corridor, Lin Weici heard the other party ask this question.

The deep voice came into his ears, and he seemed to be able to smell the other person's good smell in his breath.

It was clearly a pursuit, but it was said by the other party as if it was a routine, plain but polite.

How did this man say something shocking with such a calm expression.

If the other party wasn't Big Brother Xing Bai, he would also know the other party's temperament, and thought that the other party was teasing him.

Lin Weici didn't know how to respond to each other, they had only known each other for a short time, although he cared about each other very much, but he wasn't sure if he liked this feeling.

Is it rejection?He couldn't say no to it.

If you don't refuse to agree rashly, it will be unfair to him and the other party.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Xu Shi asked again, "Can I pursue you?"

Lin Weici raised his head and looked at the pair of extremely serious faces, reflecting his current appearance from the other's eyes.

And those eyes were serious and contained emotions he couldn't understand, Lin Weici didn't dare to think about it, he felt scared.

"I...can you let me think about it." Lin Weici whispered.

The voice was very small, but it was still captured by Song Yanchuan.

"Ah."

When Lin Weici returned to the room, the heat on his cheeks was still hot, and his heart was beating violently.

"Weici, why did you go to the toilet and make your face so red?" Gao Nianyu leaned over and asked curiously.

Lin Weici was startled, his eyes dodged, and he faltered and said: "But, it may be hot."

He is talking nonsense.

How can it be hot in March and April?

But Gao Nianyu didn't think of this. He thought in his heart that the other party might be constipated. After all, he had a similar experience.

When returning to the dormitory at night, Lin Weici was still thinking about it,

In his heart, the two of them have very different identities. He feels that he is not good enough for each other. He is the son of Shen's eldest son and the president of a large company. He is young and promising at a young age.

And he is just a trainee in a talent show, his aptitude is not very good, and his family background is very ordinary.

How could someone like him be liked by such an excellent person? The other party should like someone who is better than him.

After Sangong ended, Lin Weici was in a daze for a long time.

He was ready to leave the program group, but he didn't expect Xing Bai to solve everything behind his back.

He pushed his wheelchair to accompany his mother to bask in the sun in the garden of the hospital. The doctor said that his mother's condition was gradually stable and she would be discharged from the hospital in a short time.

Lin Weici thought that he must return this kindness to Song Yanchuan. Thinking of this person, he remembered what that person said to him in the hotel corridor that night.

So many days in the past, but looking back now, it seems like it happened yesterday.

Lin Weici stood on the spot and lost his mind, so he didn't notice the man walking not far away.

While walking, Lin Weici suddenly heard his mother calling someone.

"Xiao Song, you are here."

He thought it was a patient he met in the hospital, so he didn't pay much attention until he heard a familiar voice.

"aunt."

Lin Weici came back to his senses, and it was Song Yanchuan standing in front of his mother!

Why is he here?

Lin Weici was full of question marks, and what shocked him was far from this. He found that this person seemed to be very familiar with his mother.

"It's thanks to you for taking care of me these days. Don't worry about me, Ci Ci, and chat with Xiao Song." Mother Lin intentionally created a space for the two of them to be alone.

"Oh, the sun is good today, I'm going to chat with Lao Li next door."

Immediately, Mother Lin left in her wheelchair, leaving behind Lin Weici and Song Yanchuan.

"Mr. Song knows my mother?" Lin Weici asked tentatively.

"Ah."

The two were wandering in the garden, and Lin Weici found that this inarticulate person was intentionally creating a topic.

At night, Lin Weici was lying on the accompanying bed, his mind was full of what his mother said to him during dinner.

"Hi Xiao Song, I often visit my mother and tell me that I like you."

"He often told me about your changes in the show. My mother couldn't understand your show. Xiao Song told me all about it."

"He said it was nice of you to work hard."

Lin Weici huddled under the quilt, and his mind was in a mess. It turned out that the other party had done so much for him in places he didn't know.

He took out his phone, opened WeChat, and entered Song Yanchuan's phone number in the search bar.

In the afternoon, the other party asked to add friends, Lin Weici was very nervous at that time, so he didn't agree immediately.

When he saw the other party's head portrait, he was stunned. The word "Song Ci" was written on the other party's head. Lin Weici thought it was a good thing he didn't agree in the afternoon, otherwise it would be ugly.

Lin Weici stared at the head portrait, unable to calm down for a long time.

Does this person like him that much?

According to his identity, he could force himself, but that person waited gently for his response. Compared to Han Zixin, he felt cherished in this person.

He suddenly wanted to indulge himself, to follow his heart, and agree to the pursuit of the other party.

Lin Weici applied to add friends with excitement, and it was approved within a minute.

He clicked on the avatar, looked at the chat interface but didn't know what to say, he had a lot to say, but didn't know what to say.

He wanted to ask when the other party fell in love with him, and why he fell in love with him.

He clicked on the dialog box, deleted, deleted, modified, and repeated this behavior several times, frowning in confusion.

Finally he made up his mind to type a line, mustered up the courage to press the send button.

[Mr. Song, does what you said last time still count? 】

Looking at the other person's profile picture, Lin Weici was expectant and a little scared. He didn't know what the other person would reply, so he couldn't bear to look away from the phone screen.

【Calculate. 】

Lin Weici looked at this short word, his heart beat faster, and tremblingly typed out a line:

[I think we can try. 】

【it is good. 】

[The author has something to say]:

Oh, let me just say I'm done!Thank you for accompanying us all the way! ! ! !