Has the scumbag actor confessed?

The neighborhood where Zhong Yi’s house is located is in the old part of the city. Most of the buildings are in the style of the early century, mixed with the surrounding shantytowns. The jagged terrain makes it hard to find.

Shen Xifeng was able to find it all thanks to the address he asked for from the head teacher.

After getting out of the car, he walked around the residential area with complicated road conditions for more than half an hour before he found Zhong Yi's building.

Entering his house, Shen Xifeng found that the decoration pattern inside was quite old.

Among other things, just looking at the unaesthetic sofa in the living room, it is at least seven or eight years old.

Now when he entered the favorite room, he saw that besides the desk and the big bed, there was only a whole wall of bookcases left. Although the bedding was clean and tidy, it was probably washed with dark clothes, revealing a layer of unharmonious light blue.

This child really, really can't take care of himself.

Shen Xifeng's nose suddenly felt sore, he hurriedly turned his face to look at the big bookcase.

The books inside are packed to the brim, just looking at the spines of the books, there are Chinese and foreign languages ​​mixed in, at least half of them I don’t know.

Shen Xifeng bent the corners of his lips, inexplicably proud, Xiao Yiyi is always so outstanding.

Then, he checked his desk again, and saw that there were several TOEFL real test books spread out on it, and each of them was well done.

Shen Xifeng loves Zhong Yi's handwriting very much. His writing speed is fast and unrestrained. Whether it's Chinese or English, after a few strokes, the words that come out are not sloppy and have a proud style, just like the owner of the handwriting, sharp and beautiful.

In fact, after knowing that Zhong Yi was the "little foreign horse" in his childhood, Shen Xifeng also remembered some things about Zhong Yi's family.

For example, Zhong Yi's aunt is a beautiful woman in the town, and she originally fell in love with an elementary school teacher in the town.

But she married the carpenter's son in order to support her younger brother's education. It is said that she cried ten miles on the day she got married.

Another example is that Zhong Yi's father really lived up to his expectations and became the first college student in the town. After graduation, he became a pilot and married an enviable foreign wife.

When the whole village thought that he was going to take his parents to live in the city, he had a falling out with his own father and sent his father to the hospital in anger.

And Zhong Yi's aunt, when her husband and children were working outside the home, took the lead by herself, running at both ends of the hospital at home, and dared not rest even if she hurt her hand.

Another example, within two years, Zhong Yi's grandfather passed away, and his father did not go back to attend the funeral, nor did he return to the county seat. Every time Zhong Yi's mother came to visit the grave, Zhong Yi brought Xiao Zhong Yi.

These are the gossip of people in the county town after dinner, and the bits and pieces floated into Shen Xifeng's ears.

It wasn't until tonight that he pieced together all the information and got a rough idea of ​​Zhong Yi's growth trajectory.

In addition to distressed, or distressed.

Just now he saw Zhong Yi staring blankly at the missed call from abroad. The child's insomnia for two days probably had something to do with the call.

The 17th birthday, who is not lively, family and friends gather together, I really don't know how that father is!

Shen Xifeng thought of his 17th birthday party, with ocean-like flowers, balloons, and gifts that couldn't fit in the carriage, and suddenly became very angry for the child. Such a good child, if being a father doesn't hurt, let him do it!

He turned around in the bedroom, took the pillow and thin quilt from the bed, leaned up and smelled it—well, there was a smell that he liked, and he hugged it happily to the living room to make a nest for himself.

After leaving for a while, Zhong Yi had already fallen asleep with flowers, the blanket was pressed under her body, and her pajamas and pajamas were crumpled into a ball, revealing a large part of her lower back and calves.

Tsk, this sleeping figure!

Shen Xifeng vaguely remembered the first night when he came to his house, because he was worried that he would have a fever again at night, he went to visit him several times, and every time he had to pick up the quilt on the ground.

It now appears that this should be a habitual offender.

Shen Xifeng walked over, first took off his pajamas, covered his vest, then slowly pulled out the blanket from Zhong Yi's arms, unfolded it to cover him.

Seeing the exposed calf, he suddenly thought of something, and raised his left trouser leg.

The calf, which should have been as white and tender as porcelain, was covered with deep and shallow bruises, and there were a lot of new and old wounds, which made the scratch between them seem less glaring.

Is this the leg of a Taekwondo black belt?

Shen Xifeng froze for a moment, then turned around and took out a tube of ointment for removing scars from his bag, squeezed some on his fingertips, held Zhong Yi's ankle with one hand, and gently applied the ointment on it with the other.

That ankle is really thin, more than half of it can be circled with one hand, and the joints are so tight that it hurts the hand very much.If you look closely, you can see that there are also injuries on the soles of the feet, and there are patches of green here and there, which makes people's chest tight.

Is it necessary to learn Taekwondo?

But when he thought of Zhong Yi's one-on-one-hundred stance in front of him when they first met, he completely stopped fighting.

What's not perfect about this kid, if you insist on torturing him with these, is it to force out an almighty God?

After Shen Xifeng applied the ointment, he warmed his hands to let the ointment seep into his skin. Then he frowned and straightened his favorite trouser legs, then got up and went to the other side of the sofa.

Zhong Yi fell into a deep sleep with his head turned outward, letting the TV screen cast flickering lights on his face, his forehead hair was scattered on the side of his face, revealing half of the scar on his forehead.

Seeing this face, no matter how angry I was, it disappeared.

Shen Xifeng stretched his eyebrows, and knelt down on one foot.

In the past few years, there have been many mixed-race children in the entertainment industry, and the advantage of being photogenic is very obvious. Shen Xifeng has also seen that kind of top-notch Yanba who is astonishing as a heavenly man. There are people in this world who can really look more perfect than sculptures.

However, in the eyes of Shen Xifeng, who has read thousands of sails, no one's appearance can match the one he likes, no matter in terms of proportion, temperament or charm.

It is estimated that God stole Shen Xifeng's aesthetic standards before releasing Zhong Yi to the world, and created such a little angel according to the content.

Otherwise, why did he find his little snoring so cute as hell?

He lay on the sofa and stared at Zhong Yi for a long time, seeing how his nose bridge was straight and delicate, seeing how his eyelashes trembled in his sleep, those lips were always pale, with slightly curved corners, yes Did you have a good dream?

Shen Xifeng also laughed, and while running along Zhong Yi's hair, he muttered softly: "Little lazy cat, little dirty cat, go to bed without brushing your teeth or taking a bath, and you will have tooth decay when you wake up tomorrow."

The little dirty cat with tooth decay seemed to sense it, and frowned uncomfortably, even breathing became short of breath.

"Oh, neither dirty nor dirty, our intentions are the cleanest and the cutest!" Shen Xifeng hurriedly comforted him, running his palm along the little dirty cat's hair, and only then calmed down the little cat's anger.

Zhong Yi seemed to enjoy Shen Xifeng's touch very much, buried his head a little deeper, and showed his slender neck undefended to the other party.

"Very beautiful," Shen Xifeng's eyes kept wandering around his head and neck, whispering to himself, "everywhere is beautiful, every line, every pore is too beautiful."

Then, Shen Xifeng parted his forehead hair, revealing the scar, and his tone turned even lower: "It's just a little bit of damage here, just a little bit, every time I see it, my heart aches like hell... "

Shen Xifeng knelt beside the sofa, his entire upper body leaning on Zhong Yi's head.When looking at the scar, his face was already very close, so close that he could feel the heat from Zhong Yi's skin, so close that his breath was filled with the smell of Zhong Yi.

When the scar appeared in his sight, he naturally lowered his head, and printed an action on it that was not allowed on the green website at this stage.

"But don't worry, I'll be able to..."

The babbling to himself stopped abruptly, Shen Xifeng's breathing stopped suddenly, and he finally realized what he had just done.

The sound of the rain outside the house became soft and lingering at some point, whispering softly, like a lover's love song.

At night in early April, the temperature dropped a little due to the heavy rain, and there was a hint of coolness. Shen Xifeng's exposed skin was icy cold, but hot sweat oozes from his vest, and beads of sweat flow down his spine and slip into his trouser waist.

Big, big things are going wrong.

Shen Xifeng straightened up stiffly, breathing helplessly.

At this time, the TV that had been playing as the background sound suddenly increased the volume, and the host's voice floated out with a smile: "... I would like to invite Shen Yu below to bring you "Love is Your Last Resort."

As soon as the screen went dark, the prelude sounded.

Shen Xifeng turned his neck, and saw himself in a white shirt sitting on the stage with his guitar in his arms, smiling and singing.

"It's hard to forget the first time I saw you,

a pair of charming eyes,

in my head,

your figure,

Can't shake it off. "

"..."

goo-dong-

Shen Xifeng swallowed hard, why the hell did he choose this song?

Oh, it seems because of the first sentence.

At that time, he thought it was very suitable to sing to Zhong Yi, so he chose it as a birthday present, and wanted to watch the game with Zhong Yi tonight.

Also, it's really romantic...

"Seeing you wronged,

I will be sad.

lest I fall in love with you myself,

Don't dare to let yourself get too close. "

"..."

enough!

Looking at himself with a gentle smile on the screen, he felt like he had swallowed a large piece of chocolate, choked in his throat and couldn't pour it out or swallow it down.

Shen Xifeng hurriedly took out the remote control, and decisively turned off the TV.

The room instantly became silent, but in the silence, Shen Xifeng heard his own heart beating more and more urgently, the cheerful and irresistible momentum was about to jump out of his throat in the next second.

Zhong Yi was still sleeping behind her, her breathing was slow, and she occasionally let out a series of small snores.

Shen Xifeng's heart was like being put into a frying pan, and it was slowly boiling over a low fire. It was so hot that it might burst at any moment.

There seemed to be a hundred elephants fighting in his head, and the chaos was chaotic.

He wanted to rush out the door immediately, and he also wanted to check "what is it like to like" online; but what he wanted most was to turn around and look at the kid who stirred up a huge wave.

The child was sleeping very well at the moment, with the blanket pulled up to his chest, and four fingers on his right hand protruding from under the blanket, like some kind of silent invitation.

Shen Xifeng, who has been a scumbag for 18 years, could not recite one-tenth of the 2 Tang poems. The most educated thing he said in his life was nothing more than "Normal distribution is the distribution of continuous random variables with two parameters μ and σ[-] ".

But when he looked at Zhong Yi, a sentence that he didn't know where to read suddenly appeared in his mind:

——People are like rainbows, you will know when you meet them.