CHAPTER XVII
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Shu Dong felt a corner of her heart suddenly be moved, and then the whole house began to crumble and gradually collapse, she looked at Song Feng's face, trying to see if he was teasing her, but her vision was already blurred......
The nose is so sour......
My eyes are so sore......
Shu Dong buried his head in Song Feng's arms and cried silently.
Song Feng's body was a little stiff for a while, I didn't expect her to really hug her, but today's events are one after another, with her usual temperament of not saying anything, she is really aggrieved.
Song Feng slowly retracted his arms and rubbed her head with unskillful movements.
Shu Dong hugged him tightly, wanting to cry out all the sadness that had accumulated in his heart, why are people who read books so dirty? Why are they never satisfied?
Maybe I've been crying for too long and getting tired, there are no tears and only sobbing, one after another, I can't stop.
Song Feng only felt that her waist was about to break, and she hugged it too tightly...... So why does a thin body have so much strength.
The warm yellow light sprinkled on the two people, and the room was quiet, except for her small cry, only the breath of the two people remained......
I don't know how long it took, Shu Dong's thoughts gradually pulled back, and she suddenly realized that she seemed to have been holding him for a long time, coupled with the sound of breathing in her ears...... Their current posture was a little awkward, and Shu Dong gradually let go.
The two men stood facing each other, a little overwhelmed.
"That ......" The voice that had just cried was very hoarse, Shu Dong cleared his throat, "There is still rice, you go and heat it up." β
Song Feng, an innocent big boy, was also in a state of enlightenment, and he obediently went to the hot meal.
A few minutes later, he put it on the coffee table: "Eat." β
Shu Dong shook his head: "You eat, I'm not hungry." β
After drinking a lot of wine at night, Shu Dong had no appetite, and Song Feng said that he was hungry and just talked casually, he had eaten with Chen Hui in the store.
In the end, Song Feng didn't force her, and started eating by herself, and the girl's cooking skills were not bad.
Shu Dong flipped to the remote control from the sofa, turned on the TV, and changed the channel casually.
When Song Feng finished eating, Shu Dong realized that he had been staring at her, and the corners of his mouth were still raising a bad arc.
Shu Dong glared at him coldly: "Go wash the dishes." β
"Okay baby." Song Feng got up with a wave on his face.
Shu Dong picked up the pillow in his hand and wanted to throw it at him, but the moment he raised his hand, his reason returned. He was so capable that she always had the urge to do it.
That hug...... Obviously, he was very moved just now, but Shu Dong just wanted to kick him out now.
Song Feng was washing the dishes and reflecting on himself.
Seems to like playing with fire lately?
In the end, it all burned to himself?
After cleaning up, he didn't move, Song Feng wiped the water stains with kitchen paper, and suddenly heard a "click" behind him.
When he turned around, he found smoke in the blurred light, smoking a cigarette, and the glass in front of him was full of wine.
"Is it good to smoke?" Song Feng wiped her hands clean, returned to the sofa in a few steps, and snuffed out her cigarette by the way.
"It's fine." Shu Dong was not unhappy when he took it away, he just lazily watched TV.
"Why do you smoke?" The cigarette was a slender lady's cigarette, and the taste was not big, and Song Feng threw it into the ashtray.
"I'm idle and don't know what to do." Shu Dong took a sip of wine.
"......" Song Feng was stunned, thinking that he would hear a terrible answer, "Then do you want to do something?" β
Shu Dong's gaze moved from the TV screen to Song Feng's face, and suddenly smiled: "Song Feng." β
"Brother is here."
"You're a wave."
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Song Feng took off the baseball cap and revealed his whole face, he wondered if this girl had a dual personality, sometimes she really looked like a wood, sometimes she was ......
For example, at this time, Mu Chengjing knows the Yin Man.
"You're beautiful." Song Feng's mouth may have been soaked by Chen Hui's ears and eyes all day long, so he came as soon as he opened his mouth.
Shu Dong's face was a little unnatural without being praised by others like this, but she believed that she would soon be immune to his nonsense: "When will you leave?" β
Song Feng glanced at the time: "It's not even ten o'clock, sleepy?" β
A gust of wind suddenly blew in outside the window, a little cold, Shu Dong looked out the window and didn't speak.
It's still a brainless idol drama on TV, and Song Feng didn't watch it all night, if he left now, he believed that she would get drunk alone.
But what does that have to do with him?
However, there are so many whys tonight that are unanswered, such as why he came to her house.
"Drink with me." Shu Dong got up from the sofa, opened the refrigerator, and took a few cans of beer and put them on the coffee table.
Song Feng smiled, Xiao Mu was a little active today: "How much can you drink?" β
Shu Dong: "I don't know. β
Song Feng: "Coincidentally, I don't know. β
The two of them were all dressed in black, Shu Dong was dressed lightly, and Song Feng was wrapped from head to toe, with strict rules.
Shu Dong hadn't gone out to drink with her friends, because she didn't have friends, and if it weren't for Song Feng's usual initiative to provoke her, they wouldn't have been able to sit and drink together. She only drinks some at home and hasn't drunk much, so she doesn't know how much she drinks.
And Boss Song often goes out to drink with fox friends and dogs, and he has never been drunk, so he doesn't know the amount of alcohol.
"Are there dice? Isn't it a bit boring to drink dry? "Boss Song is experienced at a glance,
"Nope."
From an angle that Shu Dong couldn't see, Song Feng tugged at the corners of his mouth, just waiting for her words.
"WeChat has dice, add it." Song Feng took out his mobile phone and flipped out the QR code.
Shu Dong didn't suspect it, he took his mobile phone from the coffee table and scanned it, the information was quickly swept out, and when he saw his avatar, Shu Dong smiled.
It turned out to be a photo of himself, wearing a black sweatshirt with a hat on his side face.
Shu Dong didn't save any notes, and directly displayed his original nickname, Boss Song.
"What are you laughing at, isn't it better than your little train?" The photo was taken by Chen Hui while he was not paying attention, and Song Feng thought it was quite good-looking, so he changed it.
"Well, it's good."
Shu Dong didn't wear shoes, and nested cross-legged in the sofa. I thought he was arrogant, excessive, and very bad, but when I came into contact, I found that he was very naΓ―ve, and he was not so bad.
"Drink the small ones."
"Okay."
After Song Feng finished speaking, he threw a die in her message box.
2 points.
"!"
Shu Dong smiled, and also sent out one, and slowly stopped, 6 o'clock.
"Good luck." Song Feng opened a can of cold beer with one hand and dried half of it, "Come again." β
Song Feng, it's still 2 o'clock.
Shu Dong, 1 o'clock.
"You can win it!" Song Feng laughed.
Shu Dong was about to get a wine glass, but Song Feng stopped her: "I don't drink in this game." β
Shu Dong: "What for?" β
Song Feng: "Change your avatar,"
Shu Dong raised his eyes suspiciously: "Aren't you drinking?" β
"No, the winner does whatever he tells him to do." Song Feng's face did not change.
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Shu Dong clearly remembered that he said "order a small drink" just now, but Shu Dong didn't plan to fight with him, and she happened to want to ask him about something.
only heard a "click", and then Shu Dong received a photo.
Song Feng: "Replaced your little train." β
Shu Dong clicked on the photo and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar girl in the photo......
Song Feng is also appreciating her works, beautiful people look good at any time, she curls up on the sofa like a cat, tilting her head slightly, her long hair is draped over her body to cover her collarbone, and she is still holding a wine glass in her hand, a little melancholy, but also a little lazy.
"Can I not change it?" The person in the photo is so good-looking, Shu Dong can hardly recognize himself.
But she had to recognize herself.
"No, you can't." Song Feng was ruthless.
Her eyelashes were lowered, Shu Dong stared at the photo and didn't know what she was thinking, and after a while, she put them on.
"Alright."
"Hmm." The afterglow swept over her, and Song Feng reflected on whether he had bullied her again.
Another round, Song Feng 3 o'clock, Shu Dong 6 o'clock.
"What happened to you and Yu Zhiyi?" Shu Dong looked at Song Feng's eyes, and she could clearly see that after she finished asking, his expression changed imperceptibly.
The weather in autumn was getting colder, and Song Feng held the canned beer and the cold in the refrigerator: "There was a fight." β
"Why?"
"That's the second question." Song Feng laughed profusely again.
The curiosity in his heart gradually spread, Shu Dong looked at him and smiled, the gloom just now seemed to be just her illusion.
Shu Dong threw out one, 5 o'clock, and Song Feng followed one, 6 o'clock.
Song Feng smiled maliciously: "Learn to meow." β
Shu Dong was stunned, she raised her eyes to look at Song Feng and didn't speak.
Song Feng: "Hurry up." β
Shu Dong was very reluctant and called perfunctorily: "Meow." β
Song Feng: "The voice is too small to hear." β
"......" Shu Dong began to feel angry in his heart, wanting to kick him down, and said perfunctorily: "Meow." β
Song Feng couldn't help but smile: "Be soft." β
Shu Dong let out a long sigh of relief, picked up the pillow beside him and threw it at him.
Song Feng leaned back and caught it: "Why did you still do it?" β
Shu Dong didn't want to pay attention to him, he just wanted to get words out of his mouth, and quickly threw out the dice again, 6 o'clock.
Song Feng smiled and followed one, 1 point.
"Why the fight?"
Unlike Song Feng's questions that didn't hurt or itch to tease her, Shu Dong was straightforward, just trying to figure out those questions that she had been thinking about for a long time without answers, and she rarely looked so impatient.
"He bullied me." Song Feng was aggrieved.
With a long exhale, Shu Dong leaned back on the sofa weakly, took the wine glass in his hand and drank it all, he didn't intend to say it at all.
"Angry? Tell you later. β
Boss Song also seemed to realize that he was a little excessive, and began to coax after the bullying. But Shu Dong ignored him and drank one cup after another.
The room was quiet, but the phone on the coffee table vibrated suddenly.
The mobile phone screen lit up, it was Yu Zhiyi.
Shu Dong looked at the name in distraction, and in an instant, everything that happened during the day hit his mind, colliding fiercely and silently, it hurt so much that even his heart was about to crack.
The boy who always looked clean and gentle, but trampled on her feelings and her life despicably.
The phone was not answered until he hung up.
Looking at her dejected appearance, Song Feng opened another can of beer: "Do you see him clearly now?" β
Her eyes were full of tears, and as long as she blinked gently, the tears would fall, Shu Dong didn't speak, and looked at the phone screen that had been extinguished in silence.
"Do you want to make him feel bad?"