It was the time after school, at the school gate of Kyoto High School, Song Xining put one hand in his pocket and leaned against the school gate.

When a female classmate passes by, she will always greet him with a red face, even if she only gets a "hmm" from him, it will make the girls exclaim. Of course, there are also girls in the lower grades who whisper "senior" when they pass by him, just to get him to nod their heads lightly, and they will run away with satisfaction.

There are less than two months left before the college entrance examination, and the time when the sun sets in spring is gradually becoming a little late, when the sun sets, the indifferent teenager leans against the school gate, and the limited edition Adi schoolbag is carried on his shoulder on one shoulder. Obviously, they are all wearing plain school uniforms like other students, but the face with clear silhouettes and cold eyes makes people can't help but stare at him twice.

Several girls in junior high school uniforms walked towards him in a group, led by a girl with a delicately packaged box in her hand, her face was full of crimson, and she was clutching her skirt unnaturally.

The other girls hugged her together and pushed her in front of Song Xining, coaxing as they pushed, "Hurry up, why are you shy, we are here to cheer you on!" ”

There was a man in the middle who didn't grasp it well, and he pushed it harder, and the girl was pushed to a stumbling point and pounced directly on Song Xining's body.

Seeing that she was about to fall in front of the male god and eat, the girl couldn't help but wail in her heart, but a slender hand reached over and pulled her at this time, and then a light male voice sounded above her head-

"Classmate, are you alright?"

The girl hurriedly looked up, and happened to meet Song Xining's deep and dark eyes, thin lips, high nose bridge, and those two heroic ink eyebrows, the girl's face instantly turned red, and the confession she had prepared before was completely forgotten, and she stammered: "Senior...... I...... You...... They...... Not so......"

Song Xining frowned inexplicably, "What?" ”

The girl was about to cry in a hurry, her feet stomped, her heart was crossed, she directly handed the gift in her hand to him, lowered her head and said loudly: "Song ...... Senior Song Xining, I'm ...... I am in the third class of junior high school, Qi, Qi Jia, I like you very much, this is a gift for you, please accept it! ”

"Wow, courage!"

"Awesome, 666!"

There was a commotion all around, the little girl's face was already red to the base of her neck, and the noisy sound of people made her feel very embarrassed, and Song Xining in front of her didn't accept her gift, but just looked at her condescendingly.

The feeling of resentment and injury became stronger and stronger, the little girl gritted her teeth and stomped her foot, stuffed the gift in her hand into Song Xining's hand, and without waiting for him to speak, she turned her head and ran away.

As soon as Song Chan came out of the school, she saw the boy standing at the school gate surrounded by girls, and her beautiful eyebrows couldn't help frowning together, with a look of disgust.

This person is really hopeless, from elementary school to high school, he will always be so attractive to bees and butterflies, those girls see him like a shell Lang sees a big dung mass, one by one, and the posture is like Dong Cunrui blowing up a bunker.

Isn't he just a man, she has watched him for more than ten years, and she never thinks he looks particularly attractive, why did she let those girls run after him like crazy.

Lifting the schoolbag on her shoulder, Song Chan just glanced at Song Xining, who was surrounded by a group, and was ready to walk directly past him without squinting.

Just after taking two steps, he was stopped by someone, "Got it!" ”

The boy's voice was clean and crisp, like autumn spring water, refreshing, without a trace of impurities, compared to those announcers. In the words of Song Xining's little fan sister, she can get pregnant just by listening to his voice.

Brain-dead, if she can get pregnant by listening to sounds, then she has listened to it for more than ten years, wouldn't the child she gave birth to go around the earth?

Song Chan's footsteps froze in place, and then Song Xining pushed away the crowd, walked up from behind her, looked down at her, and said lightly: "I'm waiting for you." ”

"Oh." Song Chan didn't raise her head, and responded sullenly.

When a girl saw them interacting, she immediately whispered to each other, "Who is that woman?" Why are you so dragged in front of Senior Song? ”

"His sister, I heard it's the senior's cousin."

"Cousin~" The girl stretched out the end of the note, looked Song Chan up and down, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Then I'll rest assured." ”

The voice of their speech was not big or small, and it just reached the ears of Song Chan, who was standing aside, which made her feel a little annoyed.

Song Xining naturally didn't know what was going on in her heart, but as usual, she habitually stretched out her hand to her, "Schoolbag." ”

In the past, Song Chan would directly take off her schoolbag and throw it into his arms, but today I don't know what's wrong, I suddenly felt very unhappy to look at him, and stomped my foot angrily and said, "I don't need you, go away!" With that, he turned around and ran away.

Song Xining was stunned, she didn't quite understand which tendon of this girl was twitching again, but in order to ensure her safety, she still stepped up her pace and chased after her.

He was already tall and long-legged, so it didn't take much effort to catch up with Song Chan, and he stepped forward to block in front of her, still with that indifferent expression, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Song Chan finally looked up at the boy in front of her, eighteen-year-old Song Xining was already very tall, 185 tall standing in the crowd, like a red-crowned crane with his head held high, plus he had an eye-catching face, and as soon as he entered the school, he became the object of crazy pursuit by girls.

Before the age of ten, Song Chan was always compared with Song Xining, girls developed faster than boys when they were young, and at that time, as soon as the uncles and aunts in the family saw them, they would immediately let them stand together and compare their heights.

When she was a child, Song Chan was very proud of her capital in front of Song Xining, because she was always taller than Song Xining before she was ten years old, and one year she was like taking hormones, and she grew crazy in height, but Song Xining seemed to have stopped developing, and at that time Song Chan was already half a head taller than him.

At that time, Song Xining was alive, not to mention how aggrieved he was, even Song Chan's father and mother, that is, Song Xining's aunt and uncle, Song Qingge and Zhan Qi, had a headache.

Song Xining is the child left by Xue Yan, such an excellent young man, if he grows into a second-class cripple of 1.6 meters in the future, how can Song Qingge be worthy of her dead brother?

Song Qingge's hair that had a headache fell out a lot because of this matter, and Zhan Qi even sent someone to bring back a lot of supplements and calcium tablets from the United States, so that Song Xining could quickly grow calcium supplements.

For this reason, Song Chan was very happy, and even touched Song Xining's head and said proudly: "It's okay, little brother, my sister will protect you in the future." ”

As a result, this kind of child day did not last long, when Song Xining was in the first year of junior high school, the person who took hormones became him, but in a year's time, Song Xining went directly from 1.65 meters to 1.75 meters, and in the following days, his size rose in a straight line, and now he has grown directly to 1.85 meters, and there is even a trend of growing taller.

Not only that, as Song Xining's size soared, his IQ seemed to have begun to go online, and he jumped directly to the third year of junior high school in half a year of junior high school, and jumped to the third year of high school in half a year, jumping two levels in a row made Song Xining directly the most sought-after student in the major high schools in Rongcheng.

Song Chan pouted and glared at him, thinking that her parents kept telling her to learn from Mu Mu when she was eating, and the resentment in her heart came again, and she snorted: "Song Xining, why are you so annoying!" ”

Song Xining was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding the meaning of her words, let alone understanding why she was hated by her because she didn't do anything.

But he has always been a good student who is diligent and studious, so he still patiently asked: "You say I hate it?" Well, it's a question worth thinking about, but I don't seem to have done anything to annoy you, except that I ate one more glutinous rice ball from you at breakfast this morning, so can you tell me what I hated you? What is the rationale? ”

His coherent analysis made Song Chan's eyes widen suddenly, a sullen breath was held in her chest, her mouth opened and closed, and finally she stomped her foot angrily, "To hate you is to hate you, do you still need a reason?" ”

This person is stupid in school, right, does this thing need a reason?

Seeing that her anger is getting bigger and bigger, it is beyond Song Xining's control, with his understanding of Song Chan, if he can't coax her this time, then he won't want to have a good life in the future.

Thinking so, he subconsciously handed her the gift in his hand, "Let's eat chocolate." ”

Song Chan looked at the chocolate in his hand, and unconsciously remembered the junior high school girl with a crimson face, and frowned: "What did others give you chocolates for?" ”

Song Xining replied as a matter of course: "Don't you like to eat chocolate?" ”

"I like to eat chocolate, but I don't like to eat things that other people borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha!"

Song Chan glared at him, turned his head and strode away, leaving Song Xining with an inexplicable face.

In fact, Song Chan herself doesn't know why she is so angry, she just thinks that a boy like Song Xining is nothing good, why is he so popular with girls?

As soon as the two went home, Song Chan slammed the door with a gloomy face and walked straight to the upstairs room, sitting on the sofa mountain watching the battle song and the results of the war, they glanced at each other, and walked directly to Song Xining, who had just returned home, and smiled sheepishly, "Big brother, are you making my sister angry again?" ”