Song Yi nodded, knowing that she can't drive in this situation, and she is not responsible for herself or others.
On the way, he leaned against the co-pilot and remained motionless, his mind full of details that had been neglected and forgotten in his life over the years.
Those things that he couldn't figure out, now he figured it out.
He remembered that there was a rainstorm when he was a child. At that time, everyone was still using BB phones. It was not as convenient as calling now. The teacher organized the students at the school gate and waited for the parents to pick them up. Song Yi just watched helplessly as his companions disappeared one by one. In the end, it was pitch black, and he was left standing alone under the eaves. The head teacher had no choice but to send him home personally. Zhao Hongyan saw Song Yi, who was all wet, and asked him why he came back with a sullen face.
Song Yi has already forgotten what she said, but the head teacher's sympathetic eyes are especially memorable.
And in the third year of high school, he stayed up until the early morning to read and study. Zhao Hongyan and his poker friends played mahjong all night, laughing and making noise. The noisy Song Yi couldn't read at all, and could only calm down with cotton ears.
At that time, he was young, so he didn't realize that there was something wrong with Zhao Hongyan, and he hadn't seen what a normal family looks like. He thought that most families were like this. It wasn't until he lived in the dormitory of the university and met his roommate's mother that Song Yi realized Zhao Hongyan's "" unusual".
After so many years, time has made him feel relieved, but today he learned that he is not his own, those insignificant things in the past, and Zhao Hongyan's extremely trivial behavior are all worthy of scrutiny.
When they arrived at the hospital parking lot, Song Yi stared at the roof of the car in a daze for a few seconds before realizing that she wanted to get out of the car.
Gu Xingchuan twisted his neck and fixedly stared at Song Yi's face. It was rare to see Song Yi in a daze, completely different from her usual calm and indifferent image.
Song Yi twisted the handle a few times, but couldn't turn the door, and the safety lock didn't open. She turned her head and looked at Gu Xingchuan, her eyes were slightly flushed, as if she was about to cry.
Looking at each other, like lightning, Gu Xingchuan's heart twitched fiercely, and involuntarily, he leaned over and pinched Song Yi's jaw, and bit the flesh on the side of his cheek forcefully.
The pain brought her back to her rationality, Song Yi's senses restarted, and she clearly smelled the familiar scent from Gu Xingchuan's body, as if she had been injected with Valium, giving her an inexplicable sense of security.
Gu Xingchuan looked into his eyes and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
"Thank you." Song Yi said seriously, a very sincere thank you, thank you for Gu Xingchuan being by his side at this time.
Gu Xingchuan stroked his hair, opened the driver's door and got out of the car, went around to the co-pilot and opened the door, "Let's go, I'll go up with you."
Song Yi acquiesced, and now he doesn't care about the love of his children, and being able to face it with Gu Xingchuan, at least he has a lot more confidence.
It was afternoon, and the aisles in the hospital were deserted, and several happy-looking women in the obstetrics and gynecology department were walking slowly while supporting their stomachs.
Song Jie went for her daily physical examination. Zhao Hongyan was knitting a sweater leisurely in Song Jie's single ward by herself. When she saw Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan coming in one after the other, her hands froze and she turned away unnaturally. Facing the window, I continued knitting with my head bowed.
"Mom, I have something to tell you." Song Yi tried her best to keep her voice calm and without emotion.
Zhao Hongyan glanced at him, put the ball of thread in his hand on the sofa, patted the skirt of his clothes, and walked out without saying a word.
Song Yi followed, and the two stopped in the empty tea room.
In the afternoon, the warm sun shines through the glass windows, and there is a sense of emptiness and tranquility. Zhao Hongyan turned around, looked at Song Yi, and tightly pursed his lips, "Are you with Xiao Gu?"
Song Yi looked at her, closed her eyes, and said straight to the point, "Let's do a paternity test."
Zhao Hongyan turned pale with shock, staggered back two steps, almost fell to the ground, looked at Song Yi in disbelief, "What are you talking about?"
"Let's do a paternity test." Song Yi's voice was steady and sour.
Zhao Hongyan took a deep breath, with fear and anxiety in his eyes, "It's fine, why do you want to do this all of a sudden?"
"I did a blood type test. Xiaojie and I, you and Dad, are not of the same blood type."
"you"
Song Yi clenched her fist, "I'm not your son, am I?"
Zhao Hongyan lowered her head, her body was stiff, and she rubbed the corner of her clothes with one hand. Song Yi couldn't see her expression, but only saw her slightly trembling hands, which looked extremely tangled.
Song Yi didn't urge her, after a while, Zhao Hongyan raised his head, with a sad look on his face, and a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, "Yes, you were adopted by me and your father."
She glanced at Song Yi, then lowered her head and said, "I have been married to your father for several years and have never had any children. Your grandma keeps urging me, and my relatives and friends say that I am a hen that does not lay eggs. After discussing it, I picked up a child from outside, and I didn't expect to have Xiaojie in two years."
Song Yi opened her mouth, looked at her and asked, "Where are my biological parents?"
Zhao Hongyan glanced at him again and sighed, "I don't know. I bought it through someone else. I heard that your biological parents didn't have much money and couldn't afford to have a few children. We took some money and put You got it back."
Song Yi pinched the bridge of her nose, the situation was similar to what he had guessed, but hearing Zhao Hongyan say it herself, she was still a little frustrated.
Zhao Hongyan took a few breaths by himself, shook his head, full of helplessness, "You have been different from other children since you were a child, as your father said, none of the children of our generation can compare to you, in our hearts, You are no different from our own. We treat you the same way we treat Xiaojie. We have never treated you badly, but you have too many things in your heart. In this regard, you are not like other juniors. Our family does not care about you So many people."
She paused, took a tentative look at Song Yi, and continued, "You came to me for a paternity test today. My heart is so cold. Others say that nurturing you is better than giving birth. I raised you so much that I let you be a fool." Aren't you better than your biological parents?"
Song Yi had heard enough of these words, she was in a bad mood today, and she could barely cooperate before, and she didn't want Zhao Hongyan to say these sour words. He took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and said lightly, "I don't know what my biological parents are. but you suck at being a mother."
Zhao Hongyan's breath was stagnant, and he stared at him.
Song Yi glanced at her calmly, then turned and walked out of the tea room.
He was too lazy to listen to what Zhao Hongyan had to say, he just wanted to take Gu Xingchuan home, eat a meal made by Gu Xingchuan, and get some warm comfort from Gu Xingchuan, he didn't want to deal with these shitty things at all.
Zhao Hongyan looked at his resolute back, bit his lip, took some precautions, and followed quickly, "Xiaoyi, don't worry, I have something to ask you."
Song Yi looked at her questioningly, not wanting to speak.
Zhao Hongyan hesitated for a few seconds, and asked coyly, "Are you with Xiao Gu?"
"Why are you asking this?" Song Yi frowned.
With embarrassment on his face, Zhao Hongyan said in a low voice, "Don't think mom has too many things to do, I don't usually see you, I wanted to tell you this last time."
She coughed, looked at Song Yi and said, "Xiao Gu also chased Shen Li before, and now his two suitors are together, you two are like this, have you considered Shen Li's feelings?"
Song Yi wanted to laugh, although it wasn't funny at all, but in this absurd scene, it made him feel ridiculous, "Who am I with, why should I consider Shen Li's feelings?"
Don't say he is not with Gu Xingchuan, even if he is, what does that have to do with Shen Li
Shen Li never agreed to the pursuit of either of them.
Zhao Hongyan was embarrassed, bathed in Song Yi's sight, she was very ashamed, and said like a mosquito, "After all, Shen Li once helped our family to do this."
Song Yi sneered, and the corners of her mouth were slightly mocking, "Mom, do you know why I didn't go to Manchester University at that time?"
Zhao Hongyan was taken aback, "Didn't you forget to fill in the blanks, so you didn't get the recommended spot?"
Song Yi shook her head, her voice was clear, and she paused word by word, "Shen Li begged me to give it to him. Only the two of us compete for this spot. I didn't forget to write it, I did it on purpose."
"So don't feel that you owe Shen Li anything, our family doesn't owe him anything." Song Yi said loudly.
Shen Li's family seems to have great expectations for him, and they only want Shen Li to get a recommended spot, but compared with Song Yi's results, Shen Li is far behind. Shen Li mentioned the 50,000 that he helped the Song family. He doesn't want this For a sum of money, as long as Song Yi deliberately let go of the water and gave up this quota to herself, everything can be written off.
He sincerely thanked Shen Li for his helping hand, and he will always remember this kindness, but what should be paid has already been paid, and it has been settled long ago.
Zhao Hongyan didn't know what was wrong, tears burst out, covered his face with his hands and sobbed, his voice mourned, "How could he do this, how could he do this, how could he do such a thing."
Song Yi frowned, she didn't cry for such a big thing just now, but now she cried like this, he couldn't stand it anymore, patted Zhao Hongyan on the shoulder, and said in a relieved tone, "It's nothing, our family doesn't have the financial ability to get admitted , the x scene was pretty good too, I haven't regretted it."
Zhao Hongyan shook his head vigorously, tears flowed down his fingers and fell on the ground drop by drop, "He's gone too far, how could he do such a thing?"
Song Yi comforted her a few words, Zhao Hongyan gradually stopped crying, wiped her tears and walked out without saying a word, her steps were deep and shallow, as if she had suffered a great blow.
Song Yi couldn't figure out where her excitement came from. He was really a little bit worried about getting a place back then. If he could study drama in Manchester, his future would definitely be better than today.
But then he thought about it, and he didn’t have the money to study after he passed the entrance examination. His family couldn’t afford it because of the high consumption abroad, and the drama was pretty good. He was quite content with so many excellent teachers and classmates.
Song Yi returned to Song Jie's ward, but there was no one there. He took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call.
The attending doctor came in holding the file folder, and said with a smile, "You guys have something to do with using it earlier, and I've been worried that the patient's platelets will not be able to supply."
Song Yi looked at him suspiciously, "What's the matter?"
The doctor in charge said, "Didn't you know the head of the blood station in District X? They just called us, and the platelet resources are given priority to your sister."
Song Yi felt relieved, now she doesn't have to worry about Song Jie.
The attending doctor looked at him, blinked his eyes, and his tone improved, "How do you know the station master, can you introduce us?"
Song Yi smiled politely, went out and sent a message to Gu Xingchuan, and the two met in the parking lot.
He was leaning on the door of the McLaren, crossing his arms, thinking about things in his head, when regular footsteps sounded behind him, Gu Xingchuan came over and stroked his fluffy hair, pinched his face and asked "" Hungry or not, let's go eat."
Song Yi's dazed thoughts stagnated, and he remembered that he hadn't eaten yet. He touched the bridge of his nose and said sincerely, "Thank you for Xiaojie's matter."
Gu Xingchuan wasn't used to him like this, he opened the car door and lowered his jaw, "It's about a phone call, you don't need to thank me."
Song Yi lowered her head and smiled, and got into the co-pilot. After going through all the messy things today, she felt very comfortable and stable at this moment, "Where shall we go for dinner?"
Gu Xingchuan looked at him quite unexpectedly, leaned over and kissed Song Yi's mouth, and said softly, "Let's go to Beihu No. 9."
Song Yi narrowed her eyes and looked at him, "I don't want to eat a big meal, I want to eat your cooking."
Gu Xingchuan's eyes suddenly lit up, dark and bright, like stars, staring happily at Song Yi for a few seconds, a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he gave a soft "um".
The two of them returned home, and Song Yi hadn't eaten much of the vegetables he bought. Gu Xingchuan put on his apron, and went into the kitchen neatly. Song Yi wanted to help out by washing and chopping vegetables. Gu Xingchuan pushed his shoulders and pushed him out. He walked out the door, "You are clumsy, just wait for your meal."
Song Yi was happy and quiet, took a novel, and read it leisurely half lying on the sofa. Gu Xingchuan seemed to be in a good mood, and hummed English songs from time to time, intermittently, which was quite pleasant.
The air smelled of laziness, the sound in the kitchen was buzzing, and there was a kind of plain happiness. Song Yi's mood became bright and calm, and she continued to live her life as she should.
He always thinks openly, he used to be alone, he did everything, but now he still has a small bottle cap in his stomach, so it's not a big deal.
After a while, Gu Xingchuan came out of the kitchen, holding a steaming bowl of fresh shrimp porridge in his hand, and straddled Song Yi's lap carelessly, stirring the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, "You drink the porridge first, the rest The dishes will be ready in a while."
Song Yi couldn't move her thighs. He let Oga sit like this before, and it was still very beautiful. Instead, Gu Xingchuan's legs were almost numb from the pressure, "You look very thin, why are you so heavy?"
Gu Xingchuan looked at him proudly, "My body fat percentage is only 8." He touched Song Yi's abdomen with his free hand, squeezed it lightly, and blinked ambiguously, "Your belly is just like being pregnant. .”
Song Yi looked at him with raised eyelids, her guess was quite accurate, and she snorted softly, "I haven't exercised recently, otherwise I would be no worse than you."
Seeing that he had no appetite for the time being, Gu Xingchuan put the porridge on the tea table, wrapped his arms around Song Yi's neck, and looked at him face to face, "What's wrong with you today?"
"I don't want to talk about it." Song Yi didn't mention those shitty things at all.
Gu Xingchuan kissed his forehead, then rubbed his nose, "Okay, I won't ask you, wait until you want to tell me."
Song Yi didn't respond, and looked at him lazily.
Gu Xingchuan kissed him on the cheek again, but Song Yi still didn't respond. He pressed against Song Yi's ear and asked in a low voice, "Is it because you only respond when you kiss with your tongue?"
Song Yi smiled, "You force me to kiss you, your request is too high."
Gu Xingchuan was not convinced, he licked the line of his indifferent lips, the tip of his tongue sketched and stroked bit by bit, "Don't say I kissed you forcefully, don't you enjoy it?"
To be honest, Song Yi enjoys it sometimes, but it can't be shown. He sneered and said, "Your kissing skills are very good, how many people have you practiced?"
Gu Xingchuan laughed lowly, his voice implying a hoarse voice, "You're jealous"
Song Yi rolled his eyes at him, "What kind of vinegar do I eat?"
Gu Xingchuan squinted his eyes in displeasure, pinched Song Yi's jaw like a bully molesting a good woman, and breathed warmly, "Sometimes my songs have ras, and I practiced playing my tongue for a while."
He said, like showing off his skills, touching Song Yi's warm lips and the tip of his tongue trembled rhythmically. After a while, Song Yi froze all of a sudden, and the numb feeling on his lips made him feel a lot of strangeness. He took a deep breath, leaned his neck back, opened the distance between the two of them, and pretended to change the subject calmly, "Well, it's pretty good, why do you want to sing?"
"because of you."
Gu Xingchuan took it for granted, paused, and his tone suddenly became unhappy, "I planned to go to Manchester to settle accounts with you, but I didn't expect you to go to the X theater, I delayed the start of school, and I have to wait for the second year to retake the exam, my dad was banned I was so angry that I had a heart attack, and at that time a talent scout came looking for me, so I signed with a media company."