Cool beauty is a scheming fishing system

Shen Huai was hugged by Feng Ling.

Feng Ling's temperature quickly spread to his body, there was no wind, and he was very warm.

Like a self-heating haven.

Shen Huai squinted his eyes comfortably, and asked in an awkward voice: "Why do you want to hug me?"

The voice was faint, and one could hear a little bewilderment.

Holding Feng Ling's clothes tightly with his hands, he seemed a little nervous and unaccustomed, but he didn't push him away.

While Feng Ling breathed a sigh of relief, he noticed his movement, and his heart seemed to be poked softly, and more distress and joy gushed out.

Two unrelated emotions.

"Because, because I'm happy, kind of excited."

"Happy because of your birthday? Received a lot of presents?"

"Correct."

After hugging for a short while, after the uncontrollable strong emotion passed, Feng Ling restrainedly let go.

The hand stopped a few centimeters behind Shen Huai's back for two seconds, and then retracted little by little.

"Teacher Shen, please drive my car back. I will drive your car back tomorrow morning."

Shen Huai did not refuse, and the two walked towards the parking lot.

"how is it going?"

Next to the window on the second floor of the nightclub, a person pushed Qin Donggu, "What did you see?"

Qin Donggu took back the binoculars and asked in confusion, "Why do I feel that something is wrong with Shen Huai?"

"Shen Huai? What's wrong with him?"

Qin Donggu didn't tell him, even though he grew up together, Feng Ling only told him about Shen Huai, and solemnly told him not to tell others.

After the two left together, they found that there was a telescope in this nightclub, so they ran to the second floor to have a look.

When he saw Feng Ling hugging Shen Huai, he was so angry that he slapped his thigh.

Didn't you agree to keep your distance? Isn't it over now?

Not to mention slapping him, this fierce Bai Yueguang had to push him away anyway, and put him on the blacklist completely.

But unexpectedly, Shen Huai did not push Feng Ling away.

Qin Donggu was surprised for a few seconds, thinking that Shen Huai was accumulating strength, looked over carefully, and found that Shen Huai's expression was not right.

He was puzzled.

Did Shen Huai really regard Feng Ling as a pervert as Feng Ling said?

"Ah, something is wrong with Shen Huai. He actually came to the nightclub to give Feng Ling a birthday present. He doesn't like Feng Ling!" That little guy thought for a while, then suddenly said.

Qin Donggu looked at him like an idiot.

Feng Ling couldn't drive after drinking, so he took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat.

He also thought of her sitting on the back seat of Shen Huai's bicycle.

Involuntarily, he looked at Shen Huai again.

Shen Huai's face was calm, he didn't think about anything, and continued the topic just now, "I'm so happy when I receive the gift. Fortunately, I gave the gift to you before twelve o'clock."

After the car started, Shen Huai looked ahead, Feng Ling looked at him more frequently, and couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth, "Teacher Shen came here to give me a present on purpose?"

"Yes." Shen Huai nodded, "Of course the birthday gift must be given on the birthday."

"This gift was brought from home. It hadn't arrived when I went to the set in the morning. I wanted to return to the hotel at night to give it to you."

"I sent you a message after eleven o'clock and you didn't reply. I was afraid that it would be too late, so I came to the nightclub, but I didn't like that place, and it was troublesome to go in. I waited outside to see if you would come out before twelve o'clock."

Feng Ling said, "Sorry, I..."

Shen Huai looked at him suspiciously, "What do you have to apologize for?"

"Aren't you going to open the present and have a look?" Shen Huai continued.

When Feng Ling heard what he said, he reached out to take it apart, but stopped when he touched the ribbon, "We can take it down when we get back to the hotel."

The nightclub is very close to the hotel. It's a straight road, and you don't even need to turn around. It takes only a few minutes.

Shen Huai nodded, "I wanted to see if you liked it."

"I like it." Feng Ling said without hesitation, and he regretted it a little after he finished speaking, "Then Teacher Shen watched me take it apart?"

It was exactly what Shen Huai wanted.

After the car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, Feng Ling didn't go up immediately but called his assistant He He down, "Mr. Shen, go up and wait for me for a while."

Shen Huai was puzzled, he couldn't guess what Feng Ling was going to do here.

After He He started the car, Feng Ling leaned out from the car window, his eyes were extraordinarily bright in the dark night, "Wait for me."

Shen Huai nodded, "Okay."

When he was about to enter the hotel, Feng Ling leaned out again, "If you're sleepy, go to sleep, it doesn't matter if you don't wait."

Shen Huai: "..."

So what to do, first unwrap the gift, okay?

He He, who was called down by Feng Ling in the middle of the night, didn't know what he was going to do, "Master, where are we going?"

Feng Ling said, "You navigate to Menglei Cake Shop first."

He He: "?"

He navigated the place on his phone.

Feng Ling found on the website that the only two nearby cake shops were closed, and the earliest business hours would be ten o'clock in the morning.

"Forget it, go straight to the city center."

He He: "..."

He He heard that he wanted cakes, and said, "Our hotel might have some more, I've seen them in the buffet."

"The pastries that the hotel uses for the buffet are all outsourced, no."

He He said weakly: "It takes nearly an hour to drive to the city center."

"know."

He He added: "At this point, the cake shops in the city center should also be closed."

Feng Ling looked up at him, impatience and impatience could be seen in his eyes.

He He drove resignedly.

As he said, the website shows that the cake shop in the city center is not open.

Feng Ling chose the two with the best reviews online, and called them.

One family left a landline line on the website, and no one answered without accident.

Feng Ling called another small cake shop with a very stylish style. The boss must have just been woken up, and his tone was very aggressive.

"Who? In the middle of the night."

"I want a piece of cake worth 3 yuan."

"..."

He He: "..."

Shen Huai thought that it would be enough if he waited for more than ten minutes, but he didn't expect to wait for nearly two hours.

When it was two minutes before two o'clock, Shen Huai sighed and was thinking about whether to go to sleep when he received a message from Feng Ling.

Feng Ling: [Mr. Shen, are you asleep? ]

Shen Huai didn't reply to his message and opened the door directly.

When he opened the door, Feng Ling just ran to the door of his own room, panting a bit, and saw him smiling at him.

The hand facing him holds a birthday present, and the other hand carries a bag, the writing on which cannot be seen.

Shen Huai: "I'll come over as soon as I change my shoes."

Feng Ling: "Okay."

When Shen Huai arrived at Feng Ling's room, Feng Ling had already prepared it on the table in front of the French window.

After Shen Huai sat down opposite him, Feng Ling gave him a piece of cake.

It is a very small cake, but very delicate.

On the blue velvet-like bottom surface, there is a lovely moon, and there are several small yellow stars around the moon, which is a cartoon version of the stars arching over the moon.

Shen Huai was stunned for a moment, "Have you gone to buy cakes?"

Feng Ling nodded, "You eat the cake, and I will unwrap the present."

"Didn't I eat it?"

Feng Ling didn't speak, and put the birthday present on the table.

Shen Huai picked up the knife and fork, and looked at the cake on the porcelain plate again.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, almost no cake shop will open, let alone near Hengdian.

He cut a piece and put it in his mouth.

The taste turned out to be very good.

He thought it would be very difficult to buy a piece of cake at one or two o'clock. He didn't have any hope for the taste, but he didn't expect the taste to be mellow and rich, much better than the one he ate before.

He looked up at Feng Ling again, as if he understood why Feng Ling went to buy him a piece of cake late at night.

Shen Huai pursed his lips, took a sip of the hot milk at hand and continued to eat.

His gaze kept on Feng Ling, paying attention to his expression.

The gift is not sent, there is no over-packaging, the ribbon is removed, and the two layers of pear paper under the oily wrapping paper reveal the gift.

As Feng Ling expected, it was a painting.

But he didn't expect that the person in the painting was Shen Huai.

Shen Huai is very immature, about twelve or thirteen years old.

There is a signature in the lower right corner, Zhang Li.

Feng Ling felt that the name was a bit familiar, as if he was a painter. He had seen a commemorative art exhibition for the tenth anniversary of her death when he was in H country.

He looked up at Shen Huai.

"For those who can buy tens of millions of perfumes at will, I don't know what to give. After thinking about it, the only thing I can give you is the painting left by my mother."

"She is a child lover, and most of the paintings at home are mine."

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, unable to express the complicated and turbulent emotions in his heart, and looked at him deeply.

It is rumored in the circle that Shen Huai was born in a scholarly family. It is said that Shen Huai's father is a lifelong professor at a first-class university, and his grandfather was an academician, but no one has ever said what Shen Huai's mother does.

Some are said to be writers, others are said to be painters.

But I didn't expect it to be Zhang Li.

Feng Ling actually didn't know about Zhang Li's specific achievements, he just happened to have seen Zhang Li's painting exhibition abroad, and because it was a commemorative exhibition of his death, he paid more attention to it.

He never thought that it was Shen Huai's mother, and he might have seen Shen Huai's figure in a painting.

She didn't expect that Shen Huai lost her mother either.

If it was the tenth anniversary two years ago, then Shen Huai lost his mother when he was about 12 years old.

earlier than him.

In fact, Feng Ling can't remember exactly how he felt when he just lost his mother. At that time, he was already 16 years old. To some extent, he was already a grown man, and he shouldn't cry in front of others. All the fragile and intense emotions Keep it all in your heart.

Only in the dead of night alone on the bed, will it leak a little.

But Shen Huai was only 12 years old at that time.

Teenage boys are most proud and self-esteem.

What was he like then?

Feng Ling, who couldn't remember whether he was very uncomfortable at that time, began to feel uncomfortable now.

Shen Huai said with a calm expression: "My mother passed away in my first year of junior high school. This is the first day she sent me to junior high school. It is a very precious gift to me. I hope you like it."

There was no sadness on his face, and he finally smiled.

Like laughing that day on the boat.

Feng Ling was scolded by the director that day, and he was upset. He came here to make him think about his happy things.

He said he played by the lake and his mother designed clothes by the lake.

Designing clothes is also drawing clothes on the drawing board.

Did Shen Huai also think of his mother at that time?

"I like it." Feng Ling's voice was extremely hoarse, "I like it very much."

It turned out that none of them had a mother anymore, and their mothers were also very good at painting.

At this moment Feng Ling wanted to hug Shen Huai crazily again, like at the door of a nightclub.

But he didn't, he tried his best to restrain his impulse and watched Shen Huai finish eating the cake.

He should buy Shen Huai a better cake.

It was very late, and Shen Huai ate the cake a little too fast. He finished it within 2 minutes and looked up at him, opening his mouth to say thank you, when a handkerchief was pressed to the corner of his mouth.

Feng Ling took a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the cream on the corner of his mouth.

The movements of his hands are very gentle, his eyes are deep, and there is also a gentleness that is rarely seen in his eyes.

The tenderness in the eyes and the gentleness in the movements are like a lover you like, but also like a younger brother in childhood.

Shen Huai's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked into his eyes for a long time, with a smile on his face.

A very shallow smile, which is not outstanding among Shen Huai's various smiles. Feng Ling has seen many similar smiles, but now he feels that the impact is too great.

He retracted the handkerchief and looked away slightly.

"Thank you for the cake and good night."

It was already 02:30, Shen Huai did not stay here any longer, and left after eating the cake.

After seeing him off, Feng Ling came back to look at the painting carefully.

The 12-year-old Shen Huai can really be described as beautiful, and he hadn't fully grown at that time.

The body is thin, with a sense of thinness unique to teenagers.

The complexion is very fair, and the face is immature. At that time, he was not so good at controlling his expressions, and there was an unconcealable arrogance and pride on his face.

Under the paintbrush of a mother, it is beautiful and thin, which makes people feel protective.

Feng Ling didn't know how long he looked at it before picking up the phone.

Qin Donggu sent him a message when he left the nightclub, Feng Ling was in no mood to pay attention to him, and only replied after three hours.

Qin Donggu: [What are you doing?Isn't it necessary to keep a distance? Why do you hug Shen Huai? ]

Feng Ling; [Because it hurts. ]

It was three or four o'clock in the morning when a group of second-generation kids had just come back from the nightclub. Qin Donggu didn't take long to reply to his message.

Qin Donggu: [? ]

He doesn't understand.

What did Shen Huai do to make Feng Ling feel distressed, didn't he just come to the nightclub to give him a birthday present?

Does this make you feel bad?

Then these guys, who drove five or six hours to celebrate his birthday, don't they feel distressed?

Feng Ling: [What do you mean by sending a question mark? ]

Feng Ling: [He has a fever, walked such a long way, and was blown in the cold wind for so long, doesn't he feel distressed? ]

Qin Donggu: […]

To be honest, it really doesn't hurt to hear that.

If you have to be distressed, you can indeed feel distressed a little bit, but you are so distressed that you can't help hugging?

Qin Donggu casually flipped through the hot search entertainment list, and casually found the comments of [I feel sorry for xx] and [Do you know how hard xx worked and suffered].

What's the difference?

This isn't the coolest and hottest guy he's ever met.

Feng Ling: [Do you know how it feels to feel sorry for someone?I just want to give him all the good things in the world. ]

Qin Donggu: "..."

Being in love really makes a fool, even a crush, especially a virgin crush for the first time.