I just want salted fish after giving scum gong happy

The boy was dumbfounded, and after reacting, he dragged the girl to the side corner.

After making sure that Yi Cheng couldn't hear him at this distance, he said heavily, "Lin Yao, I don't object to your star chasing, but that Yi Cheng's reputation on the Internet is very bad, so don't be fooled by his appearance."

"What kind of reputation?"

"No one has a bad temper, and his acting skills are ugly." He took out his mobile phone and searched for Yi Cheng's name on Weibo, and many related topics popped up below.

#易橙私会秘气男友# is the most popular topic, currently ranking first.

"Look, it's all bad remarks."

Lin Yao took the phone and opened it one by one. The more she looked at it, the more she frowned, "There is no evidence for this."

"But that's what they say on the Internet."

"If you say that, it must be true?" Lin Yao returned the phone after hearing the words, and said seriously: "Xiao Han, I seriously doubt whether you have the ability to judge right from wrong. Do you have to rely on other people's judgments for all conclusions?" Did you hear it from your mouth?"

Xiao Han's expression was slightly stagnant, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say to refute Lin Yao's words.

Seeing this, Lin Yao shook her head in her heart and started to walk back.

She walked back to her original position, but found that the place where Yi Cheng was standing was no longer there, and she felt a pang of regret.

I also want a signature.

Yi Cheng walked towards the escalator.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that it was a wrong and stupid decision to go shopping today.

——He was on two trending searches yesterday, not once!The popularity is so great, how dare they not put on any disguise, and buy clothes in the mall swaggeringly.

It's not surprising to be recognized, is it? !

Yi Cheng covered his face, seeing that no one around him noticed him, he hesitated again and again, and put on that expensive black baseball cap.

Although the eye-catching face was covered, the brim of the hat was pulled down too much by him, and the range of sight was also affected.While preparing to go downstairs, he accidentally bumped into someone.

"Feel sorry."

After Yi Cheng finished speaking in a low voice, she clutched her sore nose and was about to walk up the escalator, as if there was some scourge behind her.

Then, the arm was grabbed.

"Yi Cheng, it's me."

Hearing this familiar voice, Yi Cheng was slightly taken aback. He quietly raised his head to look. Under the brim of his black hat, Sheng Xinglan's extraordinarily handsome face slowly came into view.

Sheng Xinglan looked at the young man's red nose, his eyes were dark, and he didn't say any words of reproach.Looking at his empty hands from the corner of the eye, he asked, "It's been so long, where are the clothes you bought?"

Yi Cheng clearly pointed to the baseball cap on top of his head, with an unremoved tag hanging on the brim.

Sheng Xinglan twitched the corner of her mouth, "...you only bought this?"

To be honest, Yi Cheng didn't want to buy this hat unless it was necessary.

Sheng Xinglan sighed, took Yi Cheng's wrist and went up the escalator, "It seems that the clothes in this clothing store are very ordinary, let's go to another store?"

Yi Cheng rattle shook his head, "No."

"What's wrong?" Sheng Xinglan asked.

Yi Cheng didn't dare to talk about yesterday's hot search, looked around, and said to him in a low voice: "I'm a celebrity now, it's very troublesome to be recognized."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Xinglan lowered her eyes and looked at Yi Cheng seriously several times. After meeting the clear eyes under the brim of the hat, time seemed to have stopped.

That gaze was so hot and focused that Yi Cheng's face turned red like blood, and his eyes dodged.

Sheng Xinglan looked away in a timely manner, and asked quite naturally: "Then what about my mission?"

"I'll explain it to Mom." Yi Cheng looked away.

"But I haven't been able to pick out a dress for you for so long..."

Yi Cheng looked down at the paper bag in the man's hand, which contained two pairs of cotton slippers, one blue and one black, with cute animals painted on the toes.

"You bought me shoes."

Sheng Xinglan paused, seeing that Yi Cheng no longer showed any disgust and displeasure, he felt relieved.He handed the paper bag in his hand to the young man, "Then we each have a pair."

Yi Cheng accepted it calmly.

My heart was beating wildly and uncontrollably.

Sheng Xinglan held Yi Cheng's wrist again, led him down the escalator, and went to find Mrs. Sheng.

Because of Yi Cheng's sensitive identity, the purchase of clothes ended in less than an hour.

Although Mrs. Sheng was very sorry, seeing that the two had gone through this trip without the previous alienation and embarrassment, the regret in her heart was made up for a lot.

"Chengcheng, this is the tie I bought for you and Xiaolan, you can bring it to him." Mrs. Sheng handed over two black paper bags, and glanced at Sheng Xinglan who had gone up the stairs alone, feeling a little lonely.

"Thank you mom."

Madam Sheng smiled softly, looking at the gradually disappearing figure, her eyes were full of nostalgia and sadness, "It's me who should say thank you."

Yi Cheng was at a loss.

Mrs. Sheng looked at him with relief, a few tears flashed in her eyes, "Did you know? This is the first time I saw Xiao Lan smiling today, and she said so many words."

Yi Cheng's eyes widened, "Could it be that Sheng Xinglan hasn't laughed since she was a child?"

Mrs. Sheng nodded, feeling sore in her heart.

"Xiaolan grew up with his grandmother in the countryside when he was a child. His father and I were busy with work and rarely visited him. We took him home after the company's business stabilized. When he was five years old, I gave birth to a baby. Seriously ill and bedridden, his father hired a nanny to take care of him, but the nanny did everything he could to take care of Xiaolan, and even lost Xiaolan."

Yi Cheng was shocked.

Listen, this familiar dog blood sore life experience is indeed one of the protagonists in the newspaper article.

Of course, this paragraph is not introduced in the original book.The author didn't describe the formation of Sheng Xinglan's distorted character, and the focus was mostly on the abuse of the protagonist's feelings and flesh.

"and after?"

"It took us three years to get Xiaolan back, but at that time he didn't have the vigor and liveliness of ordinary children, only dull and depressed."

"He can't laugh or talk. No matter how many doctors he consults, it's useless. I thought that when he grows up, the situation will get better, but unexpectedly, it's getting worse."

Yi Cheng sighed.

It turned out that Sheng Xinglan still had such a young age.

Is the emergence of his dual personality also related to this tragic life experience?

"Mom, I want to ask. Has Sheng Xinglan really never laughed?"

The sub-personality Sheng Xinglan is really lively and loves to laugh.

Full of vigor and vitality, with a mature face on his face, he is also full of youthfulness.

He and the serious and indifferent Sheng Xinglan were the two control groups, diametrically opposite.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Sheng frowned and thought for a while.

Then he shook his head and said, "No."

"Could it be that he hasn't had a lively and colorful time in the past twenty years?" Yi Cheng reminded, "For example, his school days?"

Mrs. Sheng pondered for a moment, and finally rejected this guess with regret.

"However—" Mrs. Sheng looked at Yi Cheng with relief, "I can feel Xiao Lan's change, and it's all thanks to you. Cheng Cheng, you are the lucky star of our Sheng family."

Yi Cheng: "...It's not that exaggerated."

"No exaggeration." Mrs. Sheng said seriously, "Since Xiaolan woke up a month ago, her temper has changed a lot. Although she still looks indifferent, she talks a lot more than before. Especially today, he Actually laughed three times."

Yi Cheng: "..."

After finishing this conversation with Mrs. Sheng, the time passed longer than when buying clothes, Yi Cheng returned to the room, and saw the man lying on his bed playing with his mobile phone at a glance.

Think about Sheng Xinglan's tragic life experience.

The sense of fear in Yi Cheng's heart was relieved a little, but a little more "pity".

"Aren't you going to your own room?"

Sheng Xinglan turned his attention away from the phone, "Isn't your room my room?"

Yi Cheng: "..." Bai Lian felt sorry.

Seeing Yi Cheng staring at her inexplicably, Sheng Xinglan raised her eyebrows, "Hey, you chased me away as soon as you came back, don't you hate me?"

"No."

Yi Cheng's sentence is true.

His fear and dread of Sheng Xinglan all came from the filter set by the person, the tragic ending originally planned in his book, and the unknown future now.

Now, after buying clothes and hearing about her background, Yi Cheng no longer has any fear of Sheng Xinglan.

"Really?" Sheng Xinglan asked lightly, but saw the emotion in his eyes in the next second, those eyes were still clear and clear, without any fear.

"Well, I don't hate you."

Even when she was afraid before, Yi Cheng never hated Sheng Xinglan.

"It's changed so fast." He muttered in a low voice, but he was happy with Yi Cheng's change in his heart.After all, no one likes the special person in their hearts, and they are afraid of hating themselves.

"What did you say?"

Yi Cheng didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, I want you to pack up the things you bought quickly. By the way, remember to take the two pairs of cotton mops you bought when you go home."

Yi Cheng put the tie Mrs. Sheng bought and her own baseball cap into the closet, then turned to the person on the bed and said, "I suggest you go to your room to play, otherwise it will be difficult for the master to wake up."

"You really care about that guy's feelings."

Hearing these sour words, Yi Cheng felt helpless, "It's also taking care of your feelings, after all, you are the sub-personality."

Yi Cheng emphasized the last three words.

Sheng Xinglan's expression changed a few times, and he got up from the bed after thinking about it. He was wearing those black cotton slippers and walked in front of Yi Cheng.

"Since I can't sleep here, then you and I go to Sheng Xinglan's room."

"...Is there any difference?"

"Yes. When you find a reason to explain, the difference is very big."

Yi Cheng: "..."

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Sheng Xinglan felt like she had slept for a long time.

When he gradually regained consciousness, a strong sense of exhaustion filled his whole body.The gentle red light of the setting sun just shone on his face, he sat up rubbing his forehead, opened his eyes, and found that Yi Cheng was very close to him, looking at him nervously.

"Why are you here?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew that the personality in his body had changed.

"I'll see how you're sleeping." Yi Cheng said calmly.

Sheng Xinglan paused, frowned and looked at the person in front of him, wondering if he hadn't woken up.

Yi Cheng stood up, "It's almost time for dinner, you are going to go downstairs for dinner."

Sheng Xinglan saw the glowing Yunxia outside the window, realized what he had missed, and subconsciously grabbed the soft quilt, "Didn't you call me for the clothes shopping this afternoon?"

Listening to him talking so much nervously for the first time, Yi Cheng was in a strange mood, "I yelled, but you were in a deep sleep, so Mom and I left first."

Sheng Xinglan was a little annoyed.

This was the first time he missed something because of sleeping, and it was something he himself promised.

"Why don't I take you to buy some time tomorrow?"

Hearing this kind of request, Yi Cheng stopped thinking about the possibility of Sheng Xinglan's collapse. The corner of his mouth twitched, "Farewell. I'm a celebrity now, so I shouldn't go out."

"Then I'll ask someone to buy you a few pieces, and it will be my apology."

It's really unnecessary... why are you so serious.

But looking at Sheng Xinglan's unquestionable eyes, Yi Cheng still kept those words in his stomach.

"OK, thanks."

Although she had slept all afternoon, Sheng Xinglan still felt very tired, as if she had done some strenuous exercise in her dream but she had forgotten about it.

He got out of bed, and was slightly taken aback when his feet touched the unfamiliar pair of black cotton slippers.

Sheng Xinglan subconsciously looked at Yi Cheng.

"I bought it." Yi Cheng quickly said, and then became nervous again, "I don't know if you like it..."

Sheng Xinglan looked at the cartoon cat drawn on the head of the cotton mop, his cold and unruffled heart was like a stone being thrown on the surface of a calm lake, causing ripples in circles.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

At this moment, Sheng Xinglan became more determined to compensate Yi Cheng.

The author has something to say: Sheng Xinglan: Use the shoes I bought to curry favor with the main character?

Yi Cheng: You can't expose it, so I can only help you take the blame.

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