Chapter 12: "Little liar, scumbag, I hate you."

The body is weak and fragile12

"Song Song, so what's going on with you, are you planning to just be nice to Lu Beihuai and not play with the three of us?"

"You haven't returned our messages for the past few days, and you're standing up for Lu Beihuai, what exactly do you mean?"

"And fighting with Zhou Ming over Lu Beihuai, you didn't do that to Lu Beihuai before, calling him your dog, thinking he was trying to get to you, and now you're just letting him start trying to get to you openly?"

After gym class, Lu Beihuai was called to the office by his teacher.

Only Song Qie was left alone in the classroom surrounded by the F3.

Song Qie just went through an i-human society death and is now in self-imposed isolation.

He wrote the question he had in his hand, and had to listen to the three people who had been talking around the table, that gaze was really glued, nothing more than questioning why his attitude was so different from the one he had before.

He can only say that he really underestimated the complexity of the plot, before only heard the main plot from his sister, completely unaware of the "Song Qie" here there is an intricate brother? line.

Now because of his kindness to Lu Beihuai, he's caused all three to share in his anger.

But he hadn't dealt with relationships like this at all, so what was to be done.

At present, the best way is really a bowl of water end flat, at least in this bowl of water, Lu Beihuai is also good, the three of them can not be ruptured relationship, or in Lu Beihuai here there is a way to live, can not withstand the background of these three people can not be underestimated ah.

He was finally sighing, stopping his pen and raising his eyes to the three of them:

"Brothers, I am over the ghost gate of the people, as the saying goes drop of water when the spring of grace to repay, Lu Beihuai he saved me, if I still bully him, maybe God can not look down on a car accident will have to accept me."

Xie Jingchu plopped down in front of Song Qie's desk and stared at him with his head propped up, "So you're just remembering what happened that day, thinking that the three of us didn't go to your rescue in time, and that's why you're treating us so badly?"

"How." Song Qie plucked up the courage to learn the bowl of water skill he had learned from Lu Beihuai by heart as he lifted his pen and nudged Xie Jingchu's forehead, "You're still my good brothers."

Xie Jingchu was lightly touched by this head and met Song Qie's slightly arched eyebrows, instantly having a feeling that half of his body was tingling.

"What about me?"

Song Qie put away her pen and looked at Zhou Ming, who had a grim look in his eyes next to her, "I'm not arguing with you, so if there's anything you want to do, you can talk to me nicely."

"Then why didn't you reply to my messages last night, and why haven't you chatted in the group for the past few days." Zhou Ming's long legs occupied the aisle, his hands resting on his thighs, bending slightly to get closer to Song Qie and staring at him with a burning gaze, "You're not mad at me?"

"Of course not, how could I be angry with you." Song Qie decided to decide to use a roundabout tactic without fully understanding the relationship between the four of them, "I'll just say a few brief words about this, just so we understand each other, that's what's going on right now, specifically, as you know."

The three of them:"?"

Song Qie bowed her head again, "Well, know it all."

The three of them:"???"

Song Qie adds, "Those who don't understand will never understand, and if they don't understand, forget it."

The three of them each looked at each other, "......"

Zhou Ming didn't hold back and asked again, "So you're being so nice to Lu Beihuai now, why is that, and what about us?"

Song Qie had a vivid moment. Here it comes, this kind of death quiz. He really doesn't know what kind of relationship Song Qie has with the three of them, he knows the definition of "friends", but now it seems like it's more than that.

His grip on the pen tightened slightly with tension as he said, "Words can't be said if you say so."

Zhou Ming: "......?"

Song Qie : "The key to this question is to find the key issue, what the situation is like exactly, or the specific situation." He looked at Zhou Ming : "Understand?"

"Pfft." Shen Tingsi, who was leaning on the edge of the table, couldn't hold back and reached out to rub Song Qie's head, bursting out in laughter, "What are you doing Song Song, don't even know what you're talking about, forget it Zhou Ming, listen to Song Song, if he really wants to play with Lu Beihuai then we'll take him with us."

Zhou Ming frowned, "Song Song, do you really want to play with Lu Beihuai?"

Song Qie nods, "Uh-huh."

Because he wants to live.

Zhou Ming looked at Song Qie, saw him this week because of the disease cheeks are thinning a little, dyed back to the hair of the whole person looks even more weak: "You did not say before, hate Lu Beihuai, but he wants to stick to you, he is a person to you so heavy heart, you are not afraid of it?"

Song Qie: "?"

Oh? Oh-oh-oh-oh?

Another clue?

"Song Qie" knows that Lu Beihuai has a heavy heart? In what way, is there a background reason for this bullying? It seems to make sense, how could a dog like Song Qie, who is white and thin, be able to outwit Lu Beihuai?

He suppressed his feelings and raised his eyes to the three people in front of him, asking softly, "I'm scared, so let's not fight, okay?"

He learned that from Lu Beihuai.

The three of them met this pair of beautiful eyes loaded with percolating water like glass, holding a pen to meet the light from the window's appearance, white and translucent skin to make the whole person look extraordinarily well-behaved and beautiful, the strange filter came.

The guy started pouting at them again.

Never before, to them is habitually well-behaved, sometimes talking that mouth is very angry, want to beat people's heart, simply ancestor.

Now it's nice and soft. Is it really because you're starting to appreciate it after a bout of illness?

Lu Beihuai, who was standing outside the classroom door, looked at the scene with a gloomy expression, looked at Song Qie who was surrounded in the center, and laughed in his heart, he said, how could Song Qie only like him, this person's heart is loaded with a piece of the sea.

Anyone's favorite.

The water bottle in his hand ended up being mercilessly thrown into the trash, after all, this water bottle was already dirty, a straw so many people had drunk, it was disgusting.

......

In the following days, everyone sensed a great change in Song Qie, who used to be uneducated and domineering in school, but began to study seriously and even help his classmates.

He even brought up the F3s around him, and whenever Song Qie sat in the classroom to study, these three must have been inseparable, including Lu Beihuai, of course.

At first I thought it was just another one of their bad jokes, but I didn't realize it was really 'reformed'.

It will even help a classmate, which is a sparky thing to do.

Song Qie this period of time with a meticulous strategy, as long as Lu Beihuai is not in sight, it must be sent messages to ask for warmth, such as Lu Beihuai night to go out part-time work, and no longer excessive prying to do what, is to ask him when he came back, asked better than did not ask, although it is not very much want to know.

After all, this is a private matter, unless Lu Beihuai himself asks.

Not only that, but the family also clearly felt Song Qie's change, no longer shouting at the family's aunts, uncles and security guards, and becoming a polite and well-behaved child, no longer staying out late at night, no longer playing around without regard for her health, and no longer challenging the authority of her parents.

Naturally, Song Qie's parents were the most emotional.

"Good night mom and dad." Song Qie said good night to her parents before going to bed.

Song Qie's parents stood side by side, watching their rebellious son turn into a good baby in just two months, and were overwhelmed with emotion.

Mother Song felt a little touched, once upon a time this son that dogs disliked had grown up, "Hubby, do you think this is a blessing in disguise."

"This is good, he can be good on the line, I do not need him to do anything." Song father's request that is even lower: "When he is a little older, find my good friends to introduce their thousand gold babies, the best can control this kid's, hurry to get married and start a family."

"To give him a union? Have you asked your son's opinion."

"Just his that physique, you think which family's golden girl can stand this kind of aggravation, he himself is a big lady temper. But we have a big family who married over I won't let her suffer half a bit of aggravation, provided that one has to be able to control this brat."

Song Qie standing on the stairs : "......"

Very well. Reveal him as a fake young master quickly, or you'll have to get married.

Let Lu Beihuai tie the knot.

He sighed and walked back to his bedroom with a heavy pace, pulling out his cell phone as he went, just in time to see a message from the crowd of four.

"This group is called: There's a Master Here.

'Zhou Ming patted your master.'

' Xie Jingchu patted you on the back.'

'Shen Tingsi patted you on the back.'

He sent a direct question mark.

[Xie Jingchu: Song Song, should we go out for spring break?]

He thought about it, [I kind of want to study.]

Shen Tingsi posted a 'silence' emoticon.

Zhou Ming: I heard that this place is the one Lu Beihuai wants to visit the most.

Song Qie saw this pondered for two seconds and quickly replied, [Go on then.].

Recently Lu Beihuai doesn't know what's going on, he seems to be in a bad mood, and it's clear that he's trying to act like he cares about him immensely.

But even so, it still takes a bit of time to get into the heart of this gloomy BOY, now every day is the afternoon as soon as school is over can't see people, also don't know in part-time job what, as soon as I come back is either hurt here or there, especially that hand.

[Xie Jingchu: Song Song, you have to stop spoiling him so much, so I'll get jealous.]

[Shen Tingsi: I'm jealous too.]

[Zhou Ming: Me too.]

Song Qie: "......"

Speaking of these three, he logged on to ' Song Qie ''s social account, inside the chat logs of anything is gone, the only thing that can be studied is ' Song Qie ''s circle of friends, from the circle of friends sent can be known that the relationship between the four of them It is indeed very good.

The circle of friends records all the four of them, whether it's for hanging out or for various festivals.

Xie Jingchu Shen Tingsi Zhou Ming The goodness of these three people towards ' Song Qie ' is obviously above friendship, as for above to what extent he did not dare to guess, after all, what he is experiencing now is himself, this is not a plot that he can withstand.

All he can do is to be even-handed in his friendships and rain on his parade.

As for Lu Beihuai's place, naturally, it's another way.

Into the night.

The bedroom door was gently opened again, and the tall figure walked over to the bed, the bedside lamp dimly lit, vaguely visible blood seeping from where the gauze was wrapped around the sturdy arm.

Then he stayed standing by the bed without moving, watching the sleeping teenager.

The teenager's sleeping face was just too well behaved, and this face lying on its side outlined by the soft light from the bed, with slightly bulging cheeks, flat breathing, and a timelessly adolescent brow was softening.

The gauze-wrapped hand lifted the quilt and once again gripped the slender white calf, the slenderness of which was encircled in one hand, as if it could be broken with a single grip.

The rough palm didn't draw any attention from the sleeping man, as if doing anything wouldn't wake him up.

The smell of potion filled the air, and the gauze-wrapped hand just held his ankle without moving.

"Song Qie."

A low, dark voice rang through the night, trailing off with what seemed to be a somber but greedy resignation.

"Why didn't you message me today to ask when I'd be back."

"Little liar, scumbag, I hate you."