It’s not that he likes greeting people, it’s mainly because those people’s gazes are too scorching.
Qin Shu turned his head following his gaze.
The agent and his assistant smiled and waved.
Song Yunhui waved to them as well.
"Let's go."
Qin Shu retracted his gaze and said, "They have things to do today. I'll introduce them to you next time."
Song Yun replied "OK".
The few people who were forced to do something had no choice but to leave this time and watched the two people walk to the lost and found place.
It was not until they walked some distance that the expressions of several people changed.
The assistant failed to manage his facial expression and blushed. "It turns out that Qin's friend is also a fan of celebrities."
The young man was still holding his stomach and looked very uncomfortable. After thanking again and again, he hurriedly left, holding his stomach.
***
Fortunately, they met the owner of the sign who had hurried back on the road, so Song Yunhui and Qin Shu didn't have to go to the lost and found office anymore.
***
Song Yunhui went home, had dinner, then watched a movie, and then had dinner again. When he was chatting with Chen Chen via microphone in the evening, he found out that he had a half-brother.
When the laughter in the headset completely died down, he asked the other party, "Want to play games?"
On the same day, a highly-rated missing person notice appeared in the Chengguo super topic of Big Eyes.
She had no impression of the person in front of her, but she was very impressed by the sign in his hand.
The boy's whole body was instantly filled with strength. He felt no longer cold, and his stomach no longer hurt. He was filled with a feeling of happiness.
Facts have proven that Chen Chen's lung capacity is really good.
Good news, my good friend is a fan and he happens to be a star too.
He really laughed for a long time without stopping.
Chen Chen was still saying, "We are just saying that the kind-hearted person is really enthusiastic and he really helps when there is something wrong."
The young man followed the other person's line of sight to his own sign and saw the smooth signature in the corner of the sign.
Before the young man could react, one of the girls said, "I remember you already got the autograph, didn't you?"
“Play!”
Song Yun responded with patience.
In the end, someone who was said to not pay much attention to Big Eyes's work also quietly gave a thumbs up.
He saw people coming and going in the airport, but he didn't see the white figure that he remembered.
He approached and asked the two little girls who seemed easy to talk to, "Has the fruit not arrived yet?"
But when he arrived, the original place was already more than half empty, with only a few people standing there, seemingly discussing something excitedly.
The agent laughed in a friendly manner, "He has come to this day."
Chen Chen still wants to continue playing, but tomorrow is still a workday, and as a social animal he needs to rest early to save energy for tomorrow's work.
Thanks, but it's not necessary.
Over the course of the night, Chen Chen's rank continued to rise, but his gaming experience became increasingly difficult to describe.
Song Yunhui was almost about to defeat him with a single blow, but in the last round, he must have calmed down and returned to his usual self.
The person on the other end of the network cable was stunned at first, and then reacted and started to laugh at him endlessly.
The accompanying picture is a cheering card with a signature of Cheng Guo, which is dazzling in every sense.
"Why are you so stupid!"
"Guozi just left. It's over."
Things were getting even more surreal.
When the other party's laughter died down a bit, Song Yunhui was ready to speak, but the other party just took a break and continued laughing, occasionally accompanied by his thoughts.
Maybe it’s because this brand is so magical, or maybe it’s because this story is too surreal, but in any case it has become the hot topic of the day in the super topic.
Song Yun replied: "..."
[Although I don’t know who you are, you are now my half-brother! ]
—It’s that person from before!
Thinking the person might not have gone far, he turned back and chased after him.
Bad news, another star that my good friend is chasing said he would pick me up at the airport, but he mixed in with the crowd of other people's fans.
"!!!"
He hasn't given up on his autograph plans.
The other party agreed quickly, but then seemed to realize something and added, "Today is not an auspicious day, it's not suitable for gaining points, let's just play some fun games."
All I can say is that once someone has seen it, they will never forget it.
Song Yun replied: "... You better shut up."
"Let's break the superstition and start with you and me," Song Yunhui said calmly, "I feel good today, so I'll rank first."
"Goodbye, workers."
After saying goodbye to Chen Chen, Song Yunhui took off his headset, stretched his waist, then stood up and went downstairs.
Qin Shu was still choosing scripts in the living room. He looked pleasing to the eye even sitting there in just his home clothes.
Song Yunhui did not disturb him. He picked up Orange and stood by the window to admire his own house next door which had begun to change.
It looks decent from the outside, but there is still a lot of work inside that has not started, and it will probably have to be postponed until after the New Year.
"looking at what?"
Hearing a voice behind him, he turned around and saw Qin Shu, who had put down his notebook at some point, standing behind him and handing him a cup of hot water.
There were other things floating in the hot water. He couldn't recognize them all, but he recognized a few of them as essential for health.
Song Yunhui took a sip.
The taste is unexpectedly good, probably because something extra was added to it. It is not bitter but has a light sweetness.
"I'm looking at my house." He held a cup in one hand and pointed to the window of a room with the other hand, saying, "Do you see that?"
Qin Shu looked in the direction of his finger.
"That's the room reserved for you."
Song Yunhui smiled and said, "If you are bullied by Chengzi, go to my place."
He then told him the purpose of each room through the window.
The two rooms at the edge of the first floor are still connected to form a recording studio. The room on the second floor directly opposite the recording studio is a room specially reserved for the piano, and now it needs to be soundproofed again.
Next to the piano room are the bedrooms, two bedrooms.
There is also a room reserved for Orange, which contains some cat supplies. If Qin Shu goes out to work in the future, he can bring Orange here.
He was talking about his future plans, and Qin Shu just looked at him, looked at his eyes that blinked from time to time, and looked at his light-colored pupils.
After explaining the layout of the room, the other party looked up and asked, "Is my arrangement good?"
Qin Shu said: "Very good."
The other party has him in his plans for the future.
After receiving the affirmation, Song Yunhui took a sip of the hot water in the cup in his hand and said, "I hope the decoration will be completed soon."
He wanted to see what the house he tinkered with would look like.
Qin Shu neither agreed nor disagreed, only saying, "Slow work makes fine work."
Song Yun gladly accepted the other party's opinion and leaned back against the window sill. Then he remembered something and asked with a smile:
"Where's the express delivery Aunt Ye sent earlier? Have you checked it?"
After looking at the other person's obviously interested eyes, Qin Shu slightly looked away and said, "Not yet."
So the two of them returned to the sofa and took out the express delivery that had not been opened before.
Qin Shu opened the express package, and Song Yunhui was responsible for passing the scissors to the side.
He has an extraordinary sense of ritual in some strange little things. When opening the express delivery, he would not move at all and let Qin Shu do it himself.
The package was opened, the scissors were put aside, and the two looked at the contents of the box together.
At most, there are nitrogen bags and raffia around it to prevent the things inside from being damaged.
When the raffia was removed, two photo frames were still inside.
Song Yun leaned over.
The moment they flipped over the photo frame, they were both stunned.
Song Yunhui almost didn't recognize who was above, and only reacted when he saw Qin Shu's iconic look.
The person in the photo is the real Qin Xiaoshu.
He is small, with short arms and legs, and has been a cute and cool kid since childhood.
—But the problem is the one next to it.
Song Yunhui looked again and again at the little man standing next to Qin Xiaoshu and holding hands with Qin Xiaoshu.
Looks familiar, but not sure.
The photo is set against a backdrop of sparse green woods, and looks very sunny. The two people in the photo are both wearing blue tops and yellow ruffled hats on their heads, holding hands, and the sunlight in the woods shines on them through the mottled leaves.
They might be climbing a mountain. Qin Xiaoshu was very responsible and went up the stairs first to explore the way, and then pulled the people behind him up.
The face in the photo is indeed familiar, in many ways.
Song Yunhui was speechless for a moment, then gestured in confusion, "Is this me?"
If he didn't have a twin that he had never met, that person would have been his childhood self.
But he really had no memory of it at all.
And judging from the photos, he and Qin Xiaoshu should not just be acquaintances, they should have a very good relationship.
Although Ye Min had said before that he played with Qin Xiaohui when he was a child, because he had almost no relevant memories, he thought they were just ordinary playmates.
But now it seems that is not the case.
Qin Shu nodded, confirming his uncertain guess.
He looked at the photo in his hand, and his expression softened a little.
"Qin Xiaoshu, I have a question for you, please answer it."
Song Yunhui narrowed his eyes slightly, with a smile on his lips, and asked, "How long have we known each other since we were children?"
Qin Shu said: "Four or five years."
The smile on his face did not disappear, and Song Yunhui blinked slowly.
Found it again.
Another blurred memory.
He changed his position and sat on the sofa. He said, "I can't quite remember what happened at that time."
It looks like he's preparing for a long conversation.
"It was summer and it was very hot that day. Someone said it would be cooler in the mountains, so we went to play in the mountains together."
Song Yun replied that he could not remember anything, but Qin Shu remembered it very clearly. He said, "That mountain is not very high, and people nearby like to go there."
The mountain is not too high for adults, but it is a bit difficult for children.
Secretary Qin remembered that they walked for a long time. Mr. Song, who had caught a cold due to excessive use of the air conditioner and had been lying in bed for several days, could not walk halfway and was finally pulled forward by Secretary Qin.
Song Yunhui guessed the ending of the story in seconds, "So in the end we encouraged each other, kept persisting, and finally reached our destination."
He sighed, "What an inspiring story."
Qin Shu did not agree with him easily.
The other party was half right. They arrived at the destination together.
But the second half did not go together.
There was no need to say these things. The other party didn't ask and he didn't mention them.
Song Yun asked back: "Was it Aunt Ye who was with you at that time?"
Qin Shu nodded: "Yes."
Enjoying the massage service of the sugar-free whole wheat bread in his arms, Song Yunhui tilted his head slightly and said, "Tell me more about your childhood. I have forgotten a lot."
Qin Shu said "OK".
It was a very quiet night.
Song Yunhui just listened to Qin Shu talking about what happened between them before, feeling indescribable surprise.
It's like listening to a story.
Including the embarrassing things that happened before, the funny things, and the flowers and plants they had played with together, it seemed like they were listening to something far away, as if it didn't really happen.
***
After a few days of hype, the online heat about the drowning incident gradually subsided, but the voice of conspiracy theories did not decrease with the decrease in heat. Instead, it became louder and louder, and the spearhead was directed at Song Zishu.
Although just like the previous time when the finger was pointed at Song Yunhui, netizens still did not have any concrete evidence this time, but they still charged forward based on their intuition.
The only difference is that Song Zishu’s reputation is different from Song Yunhui’s before. He still has loyal fans, and his agency is doing emergency public relations, so it’s at a level that can be salvaged.
But even so, Song Zishu still never left the house.
Apart from going downstairs to eat, he spent most of his time in his room, doing nothing but simply staring blankly, waiting for his agent's next instructions.
Song Zishu stayed in his room and did not go out, while Xu Wei sat in the living room watching TV.
The TV was playing and it happened to be showing a highlight, but her expression didn't change at all.
Slowly fiddling with her nails, she called Uncle Chen and asked, "When will you be back today, sir?"
"The gentleman hasn't said anything yet. He may have to work overtime again."
Uncle Chen raised his glasses slightly, then said comfortingly, "It's the end of the year recently, and you can come back early after you're done with this busy period."
"Where's Yun Yang?" Xu Wei said again, "I remember he came back before."
Uncle Chen continued to do his duty and said, "The eldest master said he was going out to meet someone and should be back soon."
Uncle Chen himself didn't quite believe what he said.
From the time the other party left to now, it has long passed the point of "soon".
Xu Wei said "OK" and didn't say anything else.
Uncle Chen had other things to do, so after he finished speaking and saw that the other party didn't seem to have any other questions, he turned and left.
After Uncle Chen left, Xu Wei picked up her phone and took another look at it.
The discussion about the falling into the water incident is increasing, but the topic's heat is decreasing. Song Cheng has been working overtime these days and it is difficult to question him. Although Song Yunyang is usually easy to talk to, she is actually tight-lipped and does many things in silence. She doesn't know whether it is the work of Zishu's company or someone else, or the Song family.
The phone in her hand shook. Someone called. Xu Wei lowered her head, glanced at the caller ID, and hung up immediately.
The other party did not call again.
Less than two minutes later, a text message popped up on the phone.
[I have been exposed. I can’t think of working in the circle anymore. I am short of money for emergency. If I have money, I will stay at home. If I don’t have money, I may ask for money from others. I will wait for you for half an hour.]
Xu Wei lowered her head to delete the text message, then looked back to normal and continued to watch TV.
***
Song Yunyang went to see Zhong Xu.
Not for any other reason, but because Zhong Xu said that he knew who was responsible for the things that were currently circulating on the Internet.
Although he didn't appreciate the other party's ambiguous relationship with Song Zishu, he also knew that the other party would not joke about it.
The two of them made an appointment at a coffee shop where there were few people.
When he arrived, Zhong Xu was already there. He was sitting on a chair with his head down at his phone. In such a short period of time, the waiter at the bar had already glanced at him several times.
Hearing the noise coming from the door, the other party raised his head and looked at him accurately.
The last time they met was at Song Cheng's birthday party. At that time, both of them had polite smiles on their faces. The atmosphere was not good, but not bad either.
But this time, neither of them tried to fake a smile, and the atmosphere was stiff and sharp.
Song Yunyang sat down opposite Zhong Xu, and the waiter immediately came over with the menu.
Without glancing at the menu or the waiter, he simply said, "Black coffee, thank you."
The waiter reacted, took back the menu and left quickly.
When the waiter left a certain distance, Song Yunyang said directly:
"Who instructed that field manager? What's the evidence?"
Without any greetings, he just asked the oldest one.
"Is such that."
Zhong Xu was not as anxious as Song Yunyang. He said, "I'm looking for you to do business. No one would reveal everything right away."
Song Yunyang looked straight at him and asked patiently, "What do you want?"
He knew this would happen before.
Seeing the other party start to look for something while talking, Zhong Xu knew what he was looking for and stopped him directly, "I don't want money."
Song Yunyang stopped moving.
Zhong Xu said, "I want Song Yun to come back."
Song Yunyang's expression changed suddenly.
"I roughly know what kind of life he has been living in your place. My request is that when he comes back, if he wants to move out of the Song family, you can't stop him."
They all knew that Song Yunhui had not bought any property, so there was only one answer as to where he could go after moving out of the Song family.
Song Yunyang refused without any hesitation: "He won't move out."
"If he doesn't move out, where will he sleep when he returns?"
Zhong Xu's words pierced his heart, "His room is no longer his."
Song Yunyang frowned for a moment, "You know it very well."
Zhong Xu did not comment.
"It's just loaned to Song Zishu temporarily. The room is still his."
Song Yunyang stood up and prepared to leave.
"I know you want to check it on your own."
Zhong Xu said, "But do you think you can wait until then?"
"My conditions are fair to you, or do you think Yun Hui will definitely move out of the Song family after he comes back this time?"
Song Yunyang stopped.
The two sat down face to face again.
The waiter, who was at a loss as to what to do because the customer left when he was halfway through serving the coffee, immediately seized the opportunity to serve the coffee, fearing that the customer would get up and leave again after a disagreement.
Before the meeting officially began, Song Yunyang asked again, "Why did you look for me?"
If you want to make such a request, it would be more helpful to find Song Cheng.
"I can't contact Mr. Song."
A very poor excuse.
Song Yunyang's willingness to sit back meant that he agreed to this request and could start exchanging information, but Zhong Xu did not. He recorded the audio, backed it up again, and then got to the point.
"It was someone Xu Wei found."
Zhong Xu flipped through his phone and continued, "The person who accused Yun Hui is a distant relative of Xu Wei, but his mother remarried with him when he was a child, and they haven't been in contact for more than a decade."
If you don't know what to investigate and just do a superficial investigation of something that happened more than ten years ago, you won't find anything here at all.
Song Yunyang let out a breath, knowing that the other party would not come to him to make a deal with just this little thing, so he didn't say anything and continued to listen.
"The last time they met was a few months ago, and not long after that, the Cheng family's eldest son fell into the water. As to whether they planned the Cheng family's eldest son's fall and then framed him or just happened to run into this incident and hype it up, I don't know, and I haven't checked. The Cheng family will check it themselves."
"There is no evidence of the two meeting, only oral accounts from others, so this is just a clue I provided as a favor."
Song Yunyang looked at Zhong Xu, waiting for him to produce the so-called evidence.
Zhong Xu was looking down at his phone.
Afterwards, Song Yunyang's own cell phone vibrated twice.
He glanced down, then sat up slightly.
Zhong Xu sent him a screenshot.
One of them is a screenshot of the person who took the screenshot sending a message to someone asking for money. There is no note on the recipient, just the original string of numbers.
The message was sent just over half an hour ago. The recipient has read it but has not replied.
Song Yunyang returned to his contact interface and compared the numbers.
It’s Xu Wei’s number.
Song Yunyang felt annoyed, but his expression remained unchanged. He said in a cold voice:
"That doesn't count as evidence."
A one-sided text message can be sent by anyone as long as they have a mobile phone.
"Yeah," Zhong Xu nodded, "Look at the picture behind."
He just uploaded another screenshot.
It is a detailed interface for bank card payment, including the amount, payee, and payee.
It is very clear that Zhong Xu also paid some money for such a screenshot.
After that, anyone with a little bit of common sense can find it out clearly.
"Okay, the person has told you, and we have the evidence," Zhong Xu said, "it depends on whether you will tell Mr. Song."
Song Yunyang suddenly knew why the other party came to him.
Sure enough, he heard the other party say:
"If this matter is exposed, the peace you have now in the Song family will disappear, and it will be very ugly when the relationship breaks out. If you have to choose between this family and Yun Hui, which one would you choose?"
This was Zhong Xu's idea from the very beginning.
If Song Yunyang chose to keep this matter secret, the other party would only need to tell Song Yunhui, and the chances of taking Song Yunhui away would increase significantly; if he chose to tell the truth, he and his father would be in great trouble, and the other party could also take advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters.
Zhong Xu wanted to take Song Yun back from the very beginning.
***
Qin Shu returned home, and Song Yunhui had to return to his normal life in the world of the living.
The childhood memories that night were like a bedtime story. With the warm orange in his arms and his hat on, he fell asleep while listening.
Perhaps it was the effect of the little story that night, he finally vaguely remembered what happened before in his dream.
It’s still the same forest that I saw in the photo today, and it’s still the two little guys.
The only difference is that now the memory is dynamic.
There was someone in front of me pulling me forward, but I didn’t seem to want to walk anymore. I walked slower and slower, and finally stopped.
Qin Xiaoshu, who was walking in front, turned around and glanced at him, then let go of his hand, squatted down, and said:
"I'll carry you."
He was older, with shorter arms and legs, but he was taller than Mr. Song at the time and could barely carry him.
Ye Min stood aside, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to carry someone, coaxing the two children, her eyes curved, "A man can only carry his wife on his back."
Song Yunhui could feel himself hesitating.
"It's okay," Qin Xiaoshu turned around, his young eyes showing seriousness, "I will be responsible, and when I grow up I will..."
(End of this chapter)