why are you pretending to be B

it is good.

Suddenly, Su Lesheng sat back.

In the middle of the night, they actually didn't have much to say, so Su Lesheng just watched Liang Song eating noodles.The dim light cast vivid shadows on his three-dimensional face, which looked like a sculpture.

Su Lesheng found that Liang Song's lips were very thin, and it was the part that seemed most likely to appear flirtatious, but the upturned lip greatly weakened this feeling.Liang Song's teeth are also beautiful, white and neat.When he grabbed a large piece of tomato, Su Lesheng flinched inexplicably.

"what happened?"

Liang Song raised his eyes and looked at Su Lesheng questioningly, still biting the tomato in his teeth.

Su Lesheng shook his head, and when Liang Song lowered his head again, he calmly touched the back of his neck.

He couldn't help but look at Liang Song's lips again.

It looks very soft.

When his lips were pressed against the back of his neck just now, they seemed to be really soft.It's just that when the pheromone is injected, the feeling of oppression and being conquered...

Wait, what the hell is he thinking?Su Lesheng rubbed his brows, forced himself to get rid of messy thoughts, looked up, Liang Song had already finished the bowl of noodles.

"Go back to sleep, I'll wash the bowls for you." Liang Song got up and put the bowls and pots in the kitchen sink, and filled them with water.

Is this dish worth waiting for Liang Song to come back to wash?Su Lesheng didn't answer him, but watched him go to the door to put on his shoes.

"Wait, I'll be back soon."

It was as if a thunderbolt rang in Su Lesheng's ear, and Su Lan's voice in memory suddenly overlapped with Liang Song's words.

"Ha ha……"

As if experiencing a sudden feeling of drowning, Su Lesheng staggered and held on to the wall beside him, gasping for breath, the corners of his eyes flushed.

"What's wrong with you?" Liang Song's tone was serious, and he stretched out his hand to support Su Lesheng's weak body, "Is it..."

【no. 】

Su Lesheng pushed Liang Song away with sign language, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

[Old problem, don't worry. 】

Ever since he became an Omega, Su Lesheng seemed to react even more when his old ailments flared up than before.He felt annoyed and powerless about this change, but he stubbornly didn't want Liang Song to know.

"How can I not be worried?" Liang Song closed the door, took off the shoes he just put on, and helped Su Lesheng walk to the bedroom, "You go into the room and rest for a while, I'll go buy some medicine for you."

[I said no need. 】

Su Lesheng stubbornly pushed Liang Song away [It will be dawn if you don't go home again. 】

In just a few hours, the number of times that Su Le was angry with Liang Song seemed to be more than the sum of their acquaintances.He was aware of his gaffe, and just about to "say" something in sign language to ease the atmosphere, Liang Song let go of the hand that was holding him.

"……I'm leaving."

Liang Song really didn't persevere, and Su Lesheng suddenly felt a little lost again.He watched the door close behind Liang Song, lying back in the bedroom but tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

He didn't know that after he returned to the bedroom, the lights in the corridor were turned on and off for more than half an hour.Liang Song didn't leave until the first bird song pierced the night sky.

"elder brother."

One night a few days later, Zhang Peng pushed open the door of a bungalow in Wubuting.This two-bedroom apartment was rented by Liang Song to share with him. Liang Song didn't come back often for two or three months, and this place gradually became Zhang Peng's "world".

There are more than a dozen posters of the hottest Korean girl group at the moment, all framed and hung on the wall of the living room, and a pirated version of the girl group member's body pillow is placed on the sofa.

Everything looked so harmonious and happy, but Zhang Peng didn't even dare to show his enthusiasm.

Because Liang Song was smoking on the sofa, at least a dozen cigarette butts had accumulated in the ashtray on the coffee table.He was still wearing the school uniform of Nancheng No. [-] Middle School, his slightly disheveled black hair covered most of his eyes, and he seemed to have an indescribable, daunting hostility and banditry.

"I've taken care of everything, dumb...is Su Lesheng alright?" It was the first time Zhang Peng saw his brother like this, and he boldly said, "This time I was negligent, I didn't expect that He Qun would take him into action, sorry."

"it's not your fault."

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Liang Song finally spoke amidst the smoke around his fingertips: "But I don't allow you to have a next time."

"I understand, brother."

Zhang Peng picked up the jar of jasmine tea from the coffee table, went to the water dispenser by the wall and made a cup of tea for Liang Song.

"Don't worry too much. He Qun was transferred to Huangcun to guard the old lads. He was annoyed to death all day long, and he couldn't make any trouble anymore."

Zhang Peng thought of He Qun's bewildered and shocked face when he learned that he was transferred to the countryside, and felt a little funny.Huangcun is a place that no one in the company is willing to touch. The people in the village take out loans, and they are so fierce that they are united as one, and no one who comes to collect debts can leave there in full.

He Qun would never have thought that he specifically avoided Liang Song to find trouble with Su Lesheng, but the consequences were much more serious than provoking Liang Song face to face.

"By the way, the money that Su Lesheng remitted to me, should I return it to him or..."

"Keep it in place." The cigarette in hand was about to burn out, Liang Song put it out in the ashtray, and casually took another cigarette from the case.

This time he didn't smoke, he just held it in his hand and put it on his nose to smell slowly.Sunlight came in from the window behind him, making him look a little clearer.

"Okay." Liang Song's change was a signal to Zhang Peng.He put the teacup in front of Liang Song, and tentatively said, "Brother, can I ask you a question?"

"ask."

"Actually, it's nothing... I'm still curious about what I asked last time. Do you really like him?"

This problem is like a dead ball, throwing it out immediately hits the ground.

Liang Song didn't answer, but his silence confirmed Zhang Peng's conjecture from a certain angle.

Zhang Peng thought for a while, then boldly sat down on the stool opposite the sofa, dragged the pillow across his chest: "What about him, does he like you?"

"Don't persuade me anymore?"

Liang Song finally replied to Zhang Peng.He hummed lightly with a half-smile, his dark eyes filled with unknown emotions.

"When I was young, my grandma told me that you can't do it three times to persuade people."

Zhang Peng said earnestly: "She said that if you can't persuade people once or twice, it means that they are really determined not to hit the south wall and not turn back. If you persuade them a third time, you will be annoyed. If you really want to help the other party , it’s better to think about how to walk the road under the other party’s feet.”

"Then does he like you?" Zhang Peng asked again.

Liang Song still didn't answer.He raised his hand and caressed the sleeves of the school uniform, and Zhang Peng belatedly found that the original split had been mended, and there were two more English letters embroidered on the stitched place.

It must have been sewn by Su Lesheng.Zhang Peng thought to himself, he and his brother have a rough Alpha and a rough Beta, even if you give them needlework, it will only be used to pick their teeth.

Speaking of which, his brother's habit of drinking jasmine tea seems to have been picked up after he met Su Lesheng.Zhang Peng couldn't figure out what was so good about this kind of drink that was useless except for its aroma, but at least it was healthier than wine.

Even though Zhang Peng still doesn't like Su Lesheng very much, he feels a little relieved when he thinks of this.Maybe the little mute really doesn't look like his mother?With the eyes of my brother, I will not be really deceived.

"It's not a problem to hide it from him all the time. It's better to say that the two of you can stay together and have someone to take care of you."

Sometimes people are like this, what they think in their minds will involuntarily come out.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Peng consciously made a slip of the tongue. Anyway, these things are not what he should worry about.He carefully observed Liang Song's expression, but saw him raise his eyelids and look at him.

"Zhang Peng."

"Hey, I'm here."

"If one day I'm not by his side, you will take care of him for me, and don't let him find out."

"Ah?" Zhang Peng was stunned for a moment, nervously hugged the pillow and leaned towards Liang Song, "Brother, don't scare me. Is there something wrong with your body... Now that medical technology is very advanced, general disease treatment It’s not a problem to get up, but if it’s particularly intractable...you can’t give up easily, I’m with you.”

"What are you thinking?"

I don't know if it's because of Zhang Peng's overly clear brain circuit that the curvature of Liang Song's lips relaxed a little.

"I'm scared to death, so you're going to go up?" Zhang Peng breathed a sigh of relief and asked again.

Tianxing Company has an unwritten rule.Several "industrial chains" in the company are divided into three, six, and nine grades. The debt and boxing ring are basically regarded as the lower middle grades, and the nightclubs under the company are further up.As for the top industries, they have no chance to contact them, or even hear about them.It was only after hanging around for a long time that Zhang Peng vaguely knew that the top industry seemed to be related to some kind of contraband.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't know."

"No, then..." Zhang Peng really couldn't help worrying about Liang Song, "Are you planning to keep this from him and pay back the money without letting him know?"

He really didn't understand what Liang Song was trying to do.If you want to make a good impression of yourself in front of Su Lesheng, he doesn't know about it at all; if you want to let Su Lesheng live in peace, he is full of thought that he still owes his debts, and earning money to pay back the money is like burning his eyebrows. I didn't see much of An Sheng either.

Having been together for so long, Zhang Peng suddenly realized that he actually knew nothing about Liang Song, let alone the purpose and significance of most of his actions.

This person was clearly by his side, but it always seemed to be covered by a veil.

"Brother, you really don't have to hold everything in your heart, tell me and let me help you share the burden." Zhang Peng said that he lost his confidence again.He was alone in this city, and he couldn't protect himself, so how could he have the extra strength to protect others?

"Even if you can't share it, you can reduce the pressure by speaking out."

Liang Song shook his head.

He lit the cigarette in his hand, but still didn't smoke, just staring at the flickering flame on the cigarette butt.

Only when others say the same thing to himself can he realize how difficult it is to "distribute troubles to others".

I had no position at all that day because Su Lesheng didn't want to let me help repay the debt.

A person like Su Lesheng, who was pinned against a wall by Yin Jiashu by his hair, was beaten so hard by his opponent that he almost couldn't stand up in the arena, never cried, but because of his words that day, he almost burst into tears.

How wronged was he at that time?

I was so wronged, and I still asked awkwardly "does it hurt" after accidentally hitting myself, and made instant noodles for myself when I was woken up in the middle of the night.

And what did he do for Su Lesheng?In addition to lying to him, even if he paid back tens of thousands of dollars for him, he dared not tell him. He could only watch helplessly as he couldn't eat or sleep because of the money. Cover most of the day.

Liang Song can't let his image of a poor boy collapse in Su Lesheng's eyes, even though he knows it will happen sooner or later, once his investigation is over...

He suddenly didn't dare to think about it anymore, and vaguely felt that something in his chest was about to break through the ground.

And that kind of thing is something he shouldn't have.

"Brother!"

Zhang Peng's series of exclamations brought back Liang Song's thoughts.He didn't know what the other party was shouting, until Zhang Peng flicked the cigarette from his hand in a panic.

"Just pinch the fire with your hand, brother, don't you feel pain?"

Only then did Liang Song look at his right hand. The skin on the tip of his index finger and thumb had been scalded off, and the surrounding area was withered, yellow and charred.

He seemed to have lost his sense of pain just like Su Lesheng, and all he could think about was how to explain this to the other party tomorrow.

"Brother, go to bed, I'm going back to the room first." Seeing Liang Song's abnormal appearance, Zhang Peng said worriedly as he walked upstairs.

"No, I'll go back to sleep."

"Go back?" Zhang Peng was stunned for a moment before he realized what Liang Song meant by "go back", "The basement?"

"Ah."

Liang Song stood up and zipped up his school uniform jacket, finally showing a relaxed look on his brows.

As if the school and that little basement were his utopia.

Looking at Liang Song like this, Zhang Peng lost his mind for a moment.

He never understood, how could anyone believe someone like his brother who went to school as a high school student?Teachers and students must not be scared to death?

But today he understands.As long as he wants to, Liang Song's eyebrows and eyes can be very youthful, and it is the kind of very well-behaved and "scholarly" youthful.Zhang Peng even had an intuition that this was Liang Song's true face, those fierceness and indifference were the other party's disguise.