Host, You're Targeted

From the moment Lin fengxu appeared, Shen Yang found that Lin fengxu's weather field was not right.

This month down, although Lin fengxu has restrained the domineering spirit of the school bully, he will still carry the unique youth spirit.

But today's Lin fengxu somehow has a decadent temperament.

Lin fengxu didn't go home or go back to the dormitory yesterday. He stayed in the Internet bar all night. He went to the toilet to wash his face in the morning and went out.

His clothes didn't change and his hair was in a mess.

Young people of this age are born with striking qualities.

Even if he looks decadent, he can't stop his handsome appearance.

Several people looked at him as they passed by.

Shen Yang trotted all the way to the school gate and stopped Lin fengxu.

"Lin fengxu." Shen Yang pressed Lin fengxu's shoulder.

Lin fengxu's brain is dizzy. He raises his head and looks at Shen Yang. The peach blossom eyes with light are all red blood at the moment.

He was really tired.

Not only the heart is tired, but also the brain and the body.

He seems to have overdrawn everything, his body has reached the critical point, and he can't lift his spirit.

Probably because all the support in the body is gone.

Lin Feng Xu thought, otherwise he would not have the impulse to cry at the moment when he saw Shen Yang.

Shen Yang pressed his shoulder, and his delicate eyebrows frowned slightly.

Even if the pupil is a piece of dark, but also can not block the worry that overflows the eye socket.

"What's the matter?" Shen Yang stares at Lin fengxu's eyes.

He didn't know whether Lin fengxu's eyes were bloodshot all night, or that he was too moved to be red.

But no matter what it was, Shen Yang felt very uncomfortable.

At the moment of seeing Lin Feng's red eyes, Shen Yang only felt the pain in his heart.

This is supposed to be a proud and wanton boy.

Lin fengxu's eyes are red, even the tail of his eyes is red.

It is like a peach blossom in full bloom after being washed by the rainstorm, which has faded all the beauty and pride, leaving only the lingering red that makes people feel pity.

"Shen Yang." Lin fengxu's voice with a cry, "I'm a little tired."

He frowned and choked: "I suddenly feel so tired. I don't know what to do. No matter how hard you try, you will never get attention. It's really hard. I really I really don't want to go on

That young man who was singing in the cold wind when he first saw him did not have pride and self-confidence in his voice at the moment, nor did he have the power to easily penetrate people's hearts.

Lin fengxu said and lowered his head, Shen Yang looked at him, but also involuntarily red eyes.

"Lin fengxu." Shen Yang whispered his name and squeezed his hand on his shoulder unconsciously. "Lin Feng Xu, look at me."

Lin fengxu lowered his head and took a deep breath, then inhaled his nose and looked up at Shen Yang.

“…… It's a breeze. " Shen Yang pushed Lin Feng Xu's bangs out of his eyes and held his face. "If you are tired, take a rest. No one will talk about you. Look at you and you can't deny yourself, OK

Shen Yang also took a deep breath: "I'm still here. You don't have to carry it alone. If you can't, tell me, I'll help you carry it together, OK? "

Lin Feng raised his head to press the corner of his eyes and did not let himself cry.

Lin fengxu is always like this, pretending to be strong when he is black and blue.

Shen Yang was distressed.