"Crisis...... What a sense of crisis, I don't. ”

In the dark, Fang Chenchu could only see a general outline of the person in front of him, but the laughter was clearly heard, and the little fat man who was paralyzed every day didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry, wiped his face and twisted the bucket waist and left quickly.

Song Song looked at the round back of the little fat man, laughed until his stomach hurt, and squatted on the ground without any image.

As soon as Song Guangyang entered the community, he collided with a little fat man without paying attention, and before he could see what was going on, the man ran away, leaving only a vague sentence in the wind, "I'm sorry." ”

When he got home, Song Guangyang didn't find that his daughter had gone out, and he glanced at the closed door of his daughter's house and entered the bathroom.

Song Song's door tightened, and the whole person threw himself on the bed and fluttered excitedly, and his mind was full of the little fat man running away shyly.

Song Song got his head out of the quilt, his hair was standing like a bird's nest, and there was a smile on his lips that even a blind man could feel.

She is now relaxed, without the work pressure given to her by her boss, and there are no difficulties in social life, Song Song is comfortable lying on the bed holding her math test paper and begins to study.

Learning calms people down, and after calming down, Song Song suddenly remembered something, and only felt a basin of cold water splashed down.

The fat man is only thirteen years old, no, I'm only thirteen years old now.

This is really the early love of early love.

Wrapped in a sheet all over his body, Song Song walked barefoot in front of the mirror and turned around to look at his current image.

is so short, not yet developed, yellow hair, the only advantage is probably that the complexion is relatively white, at most she is a yellow-haired girl, where can she attract others.

However, Song Song knows that his height will still be good in the future, and as for his figure, he doesn't know if he can save himself by eating more papaya......

Early the next morning, Song Song rarely got out of bed and went out of the house early.

The weather was already a little cold in late autumn, and Song Song squatted downstairs at Fang Chenchu's house for a while before he sneezed, and his thin coat was not enough to keep out the wind and cold.

Fortunately, Fang Chenchu has always been more punctual and came out soon.

Song Song's eyes lit up as he looked at the fat man with a large volume in his sight, "Fatty! She just tried to stand up, but after squatting for too long, her legs were numb, and she suddenly fell to the ground without holding on.

This fall was a little strong, and Song Song, who was in pain, bared his teeth.

"Why are you here?" Fang Chenchu hurriedly ran over and squatted down with some difficulty, and after helping Song Song up, he was also out of breath.

It's a little fat.

When she went out today, she picked out the clothes in Song Song's wardrobe all over again, and finally she was afraid that there would be no time, so she picked out a set of white knitwear.

I originally wanted the fat man to amaze her with a different side, but now the white clothes are all black and gray, and she suddenly became a little depressed.

Black looked very dazzling on white, Fang Chenchu took out a tissue from his pocket, carefully picked up the corner of his clothes, and wiped it gently.

After wiping it for a long time, it was only a little lighter in black, and the strength was a little bigger, and a small piece that was originally dirty was blurred.

Fang Chenchu paused, he didn't expect it to be like this.

When the fat man wiped her, Song Song was no longer so unhappy, but under the fat man, the ash was getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't see the clothes anymore, so Song Song hurriedly snatched the tissue in his hand like a rescue

"It's a lot cleaner, fat man, you're so nice."

Fang Chenchu looked at the large stain on her chest and frowned, obviously ignoring Song Song's eyes and talking nonsense, but he really didn't know how to wipe this.

The cold wind gusted, and the cool air stuck to her skin through Song Song's thin knitted sweater, and she couldn't help but shrink a little, and was just seen by Fang Chenchu on the side.

For the sake of face, Song Song pretended that nothing had happened, and walked with his head held high and tougher than anyone else.

After walking two steps, I found that the fat man who was still by his side just now didn't know when to stop.

Song Song turned his head puzzled, and when he didn't see it, he was blocked from sight by not knowing when.

It was a hand-woven scarf that Fang Chenchu wrapped around his neck.

Fang's mother has always been very concerned about her son's body, she eats three bowls if she can't eat enough rice, and she doesn't care if she is overweight when she eats fat, the weather has just entered autumn, and she starts to add clothes, not to mention that it is late autumn now, if it weren't for Fang Chenchu's repeated refusal, he would have an extra pair of gloves on his hand at this moment.

Fang Chenchu wrapped the slightly longer scarf around Song Song's neck, circled and circled, and still drooped down.

The dark gray scarf covered half of Song Song's face, and at the same time blocked the stain, which was very beautiful.

Fang Chenchu looked at the face of the girl in front of him, and the roots of his ears were slightly red, now it looks like the plot in a Korean drama that his mother watches every day.

Song Song admitted that she was indeed picked up by this fat man who was shorter than her, how could this guy give me his scarf so naturally?

Song Song took a deep breath, and the tip of his nose was full of the faint smell of the little fat man.

"Fatty, why does your scarf smell of milk?" Of course, Song Song went back to teasing, and Fang Chenchu, who was looking directly, blushed and didn't speak.

Before going out, Fang Chenchu remembered that the milk given by Song Song had not been drunk last night, so he asked Fang's mother to warm it up and drink it herself, but she didn't expect the taste to get on the scarf.

Only then did I find out if I was too intimate with her.

When the two arrived at the school, the school gate had not yet opened, and there were a few students standing sporadically, their eyes shrunk and their necks shivering.

Song Song and Fang Chenchu stood under the tree, staring with their backs to the wind.

Song Song wanted to laugh a little, "It seems to be early." ”

Fang Chenchu nodded, frowning and looking at the closed school gate, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, the sunny and cloudy sky just now was cloudy and windy, and a strong wind raised the dust and rushed straight to the two of them, Song Song hurriedly pulled the little fat man and ran away, avoiding a gray face.

The meat hands in his hands were a little cold, and Song Song found that the collar of the little fat man's clothes was a little big, and the goosebumps on his neck were all raised from the wind, but he still pretended to be fine.

Who did this person learn from, in order to flirt with his sister, the yin is so cold, and he gave me a scarf, is it cool?

Song Song suddenly became a little angry, ripped off the corner of the scarf, pulled Fang Chenchu to his side, and wrapped the scarf around him.

Fortunately, Fang's mother took into account that her son was fatter and the scarf he knitted was longer, and the two stood a little closer, so they could still make do with it.

Song Song looked at the fat man who was only twenty centimeters away from him, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

Although she and Shen Kun have been in love for several years, they get together less and leave more, let alone take care of her like this, they have always had a meal and talked about each other's work and life when they meet

Unexpectedly, in the end, it turned out to be a little fat man who let her know what heartwarming and sultry are.

In fact, at first, Song Song was just curious about the familiarity of the little fat man, but he didn't expect that he didn't think of the familiarity, but he wanted to fall in love early.

Anyway, she didn't have a puppy love in her last life, so it shouldn't be too much to change the opportunity to bring a bad little boy, right?

Song Song looked at Fang Chenchu's facial features huddled together because of his flesh, and thought silently in his heart, this person's facial features are really good-looking.