MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 271v2 Cannon fodder female supporting role to save urban culture (9)

In the middle of the night, Song Lingshu and Ling Yi were huddled together on the same bed, she was covered with a quilt, and she was reading comics with a small flashlight.

Ling Yi was sweating hotly, and whispered, "Go back to your own bed."

"No, I'm used to sleeping here."

"Then keep watching, I'll go to your bed." As soon as Ling Yi was about to get up, Song Lingshu immediately held her down.

"Okay, okay, I won't watch it, go to sleep." Song Lingshu turned off the flashlight, lifted the quilt, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Ling Yi closed his eyes and realized that she was holding his hand, so he habitually hugged her sideways.

Now Song Lingshu is not as fond of moving as she was when she was a child, but they are used to this posture, so even if it is a little hot, just bear it and it will be the warmest posture in winter.

There was no snow in winter this year. Although there was not much snow in previous years, it was enough for the children to be happy for a while, but this year there was only biting cold wind blowing, which made their faces hurt.

They wash most of their clothes by themselves, and sometimes the hot water supply is insufficient, so they wear rubber gloves and wring out the water together. But the gloves were no match for the cold, and the hands were chapped.

Song Lingshu was the first to notice that Ling Yi's hand was starting to crack. As soon as she pulled it up, she felt the back of her hand was wrinkled, and said distressedly: "Stop washing your clothes, I'll do it for you."

"It's okay." Ling Yi said.

"Help me wash it." Xiaopang said.

"Go, I won't wash it for you. Your boys' clothes are dirty and smelly." Song Lingshu said with disgust, and then soaked Ling Yi's coat in his own basin half an hour before the next time he did the laundry. .

When Ling Yi finished his homework and came to do the laundry, he found that she had already done the laundry for himself and was drying the clothes with Xie Zhi.

Ling Yi stepped forward, glanced at his clothes, then at the smiling Song Lingshu and her frozen red hands, turned and left without saying a word.

"Ah? Ling Yi, where are you going!" Seeing that she didn't say hello, Song Lingshu asked Xie Zhi worriedly, "Is she angry?"

"Probably not, you've helped her do the laundry, it's too late to thank you, why are you angry?" Xie Zhi said.

"Then why did she ignore me?" Song Lingshu wondered.

After drying the clothes and pouring out the water in the basin, the two of them went to clean the courtyard again. After half an hour passed, Ling Yi came back.

"Where did you go?" Song Lingshu ran up to her with a broom and asked furtively to see if the dean was around, then asked in a low voice, "Could it be that you went to the Internet cafe again?"

Ling Yi didn't answer, and pulled her into the room, then took out a bottle of baby cream from his pocket, and handed it to her.

Song Lingshu was stunned: "This is"

Ling Yi opened the jar, took a small lump with his fingertips, then pulled the back of Song Lingshu's hand, and rubbed it on the back of her hand.

Song Lingshu stared blankly at her wiping her hands, a faint fragrance spread out, and the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously: "Where did you get the money to buy this?"

"I won't go to the Internet cafe these two days." Ling Yi said.

Song Lingshu was greatly moved: "You are actually willing to give up going to the Internet cafe for me?!"

"Who? Who is going to the Internet cafe?" The dean suddenly appeared at the door.

"You, you heard it wrong. I was talking about bastards. We want to eat bastards." Song Lingshu smiled mischievously.

"Then you can continue to think about it." The dean swaggered away.

After wiping his hands, Ling Yi tightened the lid and called Xie Zhi in.

"What's wrong?" Xie Zhi finished sweeping the floor, put the broom away, and came over.

Song Lingshu looked closely at Ling Yi's hand, and then saw her throw Baby Shuang to Xie Zhi: "Wipe it."

Xie Zhi took it, took a look, and smiled gently: "Thank you."

Song Lingshu stared intently at Xie Zhi, dug a little bit, and returned the jar to Ling Yi after wiping it. Ling Yi put it in his pocket, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of joy in his heart—Ling Yi didn't wipe it for Xie Zhi himself. hand in hand!

When going to bed at night, she lifted the quilt and covered their heads. Ling Yi subconsciously said: "Go back to your own bed after reading comics."

"No, I'm just asking you a question secretly." Song Lingshu asked in a low voice.

"What"

"Me and Xie Zhi, who do you like more?" Song Lingshu couldn't help asking.

Ling Yi paused: "Why do you ask this?"

"Just curious, don't people have a preference? Do you prefer to be friends with me, or Xie Zhi?" Song Lingshu asked.

Ling Yi: "..."

Song Lingshu: "Then ask it another way, if Xie Zhi and I fell into the river at the same time, who would you save?"

It's a very familiar question. Isn't this the most frequently asked question by the male protagonist of the eight o'clock show?

"Even if I don't save them, I can't swim." Ling Yi said.

"ruthless!"

Ling Yi thought for a while, then asked: "What about you? Who will you save?"

Song Lingshu imagined the scene for a while, but still couldn't bear it, and said, "Forget it, let's change the question, that is, who is more important to you, Xie Zhi or me?"

It seems that if she doesn't get an answer today, she won't be able to sleep peacefully. Ling Yi said, "You you you."

"Hee hee hee, me too, from now on we will be the best friends, and treat me better than Xie Zhi and Xiaopang." Song Lingshu said with satisfaction.

At that time, she didn't realize that she had begun to have a possessive desire for Ling Yi. As long as she thought that Ling Yi preferred her, she would laugh with joy.

This winter was a bit long, Song Lingshu and Xiaopang complained more than once that there was no snow, and it was not fun at all.

Ling Yi turned his head and glanced at the sky outside, it was gloomy and really not very fun.

A week later, Song Lingshu was suddenly taken to an Internet cafe by Ling Yi. She habitually nestled behind a chair, reading comics for a while, sleeping for a while, and was not ready to get up until Ling Yi woke her up: "Okay? I'm going back."

"No, I'll show you this." Ling Yi put the earphones on her head.

The noisy sounds around were suddenly cut off, and there was a slight sound in the earphones, which was very familiar, but I couldn't tell what it was. It wasn't until snowflakes floated on the screen that I suddenly realized that it was the sound of snow falling.

She thought it was Ling Yi who found a video of snow falling for her to watch, but soon discovered the difference. After the snowflakes drifted in the sky for a minute, the picture changed to four children having a snowball fight.

The characters are in Q version. For the convenience of identification, there are names of the characters beside them—Song Lingshu, Ling Yi, Xie Zhi, and Pang Zheng.

There are two teams, Song Lingshu and Ling Yi are in a team, and the other two are in a team. The characters are jumping.

"You can control them to have a snowball fight." Ling Yi instructed her, "These four keys can make them run and attack, try it."

Song Lingshu held the mouse in novelty, and pressed the button with the other hand, and the villain really started to move, attacking Xiaopang non-stop, so happy that she screamed: "Wow! Xiaopang and the others lost!"

Ling Yi slightly hooked the corner of his mouth.

Song Lingshu restarted the game enthusiastically, played for more than half an hour, and then went home with her, surprised: "You made that game just now?!"

"Why are you so good?!" Song Lingshu covered her mouth in horror, "Who taught you?"

"No." Ling Yi was also a little puzzled, and she was also puzzled by the knowledge that could be triggered anytime and anywhere in her mind, but she still couldn't find the answer.

But she had a hunch that after developing her potential little by little, she might be able to find the answer.

"You are simply my god!" Song Lingshu hugged her excitedly, "Then can you still play other games?"

Ling Yi: "What do you want to play?"

‘I want to win the lottery, can you secretly hack into the system and let me win the lottery? " Song Lingshu asked expectantly.

"Then you should continue to dream." Ling Yi returned a cold look.

Back at the orphanage, Xiaopang asked them where they were going. Song Lingshu thought it was a little secret between the two of them, so he didn't say it directly, but said gleefully, "I beat you up just now."

Fatty: ""

After finally making it to spring, the crabapple flowers in the yard bloomed again.

After breakfast, Song Lingshu picked two small flowers from the branches and put them on his head with clips, they were very stinky.

"Do you look good? Do you think I look good?" Song Lingshu chased Ling Yi and asked.

"Be careful that the principal comes to beat you, you flower thief." Ling Yi said.

"No, just pick one or two from him, he has so many!" After Song Lingshu finished speaking, he took another one from his head and pinned it to her ear, "Okay, now we are in the same boat, You can't report on me."

Ling Yi was about to pick it up, when Song Lingshu held down his hand: "Don't move, that's it, it looks good!"

Ling Yi: "..."

As soon as they entered the classroom, seeing Ling Yi's appearance, the students all laughed out loud, and then they shut their mouths in shock from her cold eyes, and lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Ling Yi sat on the seat, then took off the flower next to his ear, unconsciously pinched the flower stem and turned it around, stared at the rotating petals for a long time, then looked at the flower on Song Lingshu's head, it seemed really pretty .

It's crabapple flowers.

During physical education class, Ling Yi was specially approved not to go to class, and went to the rooftop to rest as usual.

When Song Lingshu was gathering, she lied to the teacher that her period was coming, and let her go early. When she returned to the classroom, she didn't see Ling Yi, but found a letter on Ling Yi's desk.

She walked to Ling Yi's table and looked at the envelope, which had the words "Received by Ling Yi" written on it, and there was a heart on the back.

Based on her wealth of experience, this is definitely a love letter!

On the one hand, she finds it very novel, as she has never seen Ling Yi receive a love letter;

She picked up the envelope and wanted to open it, but then stopped, clutching it in her hand, and went upstairs to the rooftop to find Ling Yi.

Unexpectedly, it was unfortunate for her to go. As soon as she arrived on the rooftop, she saw a young couple kissing.

"Oh my god!" Song Lingshu backed away in fright.

The young couple was also taken aback. They looked at her in surprise. The girl blushed and asked in a low voice, "Can you not tell the teacher?"

After a while, Song Lingshu nodded stiffly: "Okay."

"Thank you." The girl quickly pulled the boy away.

Song Lingshu patted his chest in shock, searched around, and saw Ling Yi in the corner behind him, stepped forward, sat next to her, and asked: "Someone was kissing on here just now, do you know? "

"Um."

"They don't know you're here"

"Um.

"Then why don't you go out and stop it?"

"Won't it be embarrassing?"

"...Yes." Song Lingshu scratched his head in embarrassment, "I just broke their kiss with my own eyes."

Ling Yi: "I heard it."

Song Lingshu looked at her curiously: "Why are you so calm?"

Ling Yi: "What's wrong?"

Song Lingshu: "This is the first time I see real people kissing!"

"so what?"

...Forget it, anyway, nothing will make you react, right? "Song Lingshu's desire to gossip suddenly became cold, and he said angrily.

"Um."

"By the way, this is a love letter from someone else." Song Lingshu handed the envelope to her.

Ling Yi glanced at it and took it.

Song Lingshu's eyelids twitched, and the corners of her mouth drooped unconsciously, but she saw that she crumpled the envelope into a ball, raised her hand and drew a parabola, and the paper ball was thrown steadily into the trash can far away.

She looked at the trash can in surprise, then turned around and asked, "What are you doing? Didn't you even look at it? I don't wonder who wrote it."

"No." Ling Yi shrugged indifferently, "What does it have to do with me?"

"..." Seeing her usual look, Song Lingshu suddenly asked, "Wait, have you received love letters before?"

"Um."

"I didn't know?! I'm still not your best friend. Why didn't you tell me? I told you everything." Song Lingshu said dissatisfied.

"What's there to say, I don't know who these people are." Ling Yi pointed to the trash can.

Song Lingshu was in awe: "You really haven't seen it at all?"

"Um.

"Why? Don't you have any boys you like?" Song Lingshu asked curiously.

Ling Yi pondered for a moment, then said: "It's just that I feel bored and boring."

"Why is it boring?" Song Lingshu was puzzled, "Look at those two people just now, how passionate were they kissing?"

Ling Yi: "I didn't see it, I just heard it."

"Then let's take a peek together next time?"

Ling Yi glanced at her sideways, Song Lingshu laughed, thought of something, and suddenly bumped her shoulder: "Why don't we try?"

"try what?"

"Try to see if kissing is interesting, otherwise why do they all do this?"

.” Ling Yi said speechlessly, “How do I try this?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky in front of him was blocked by someone, replaced by Song Lingshu's innocent and pure peach blossom eyes, blinking and blinking, like the wings of a butterfly, tremblingly flying into his heart.

Ling Yi's body was slightly stiff, and he stared blankly at her. The warmth on her lips made her unable to move. Under the calm appearance, a turbulent wave had already been stirred up in her heart.

It was as if something was collapsing, and sunlight shone in where no light had ever been seen.

"It seems quite strong?" Song Lingshu stepped back and licked his lips, "I just can't taste it."

Ling Yi looked at her faintly: "Aren't you afraid that the person who has been kissed will become pregnant?"

Song Lingshu covered her stomach in horror: "Really?! I'm going to be a mother?!!"

"..." Ling Yi poked her on the head, and said bitterly, "Go to bed after biology class!"

"No, there are snacks, passing notes, and reading comics." Song Lingshu said honestly.

Ling Yi: "..."