The silence in the hall did not last long.
Soon, amidst the sea of laughter and laughter, Qin Ke was invited into the reception room on the left side of the hall.
He lowered his head, his eyes wandered over the pattern of the carpet for a long time, and finally landed on the face of the child who was still hugging him tightly.
Song Yunran: "Hey."
… Hey you ghost.
Qin Ke couldn't figure out which link went wrong, which caused Song Yunran to misunderstand that he was a kidnapper.
Or maybe it was wrong from the start.
He should strongly support President Xiao Song to buy Forgive Green's sports car.
As long as I resolutely avoid that car after I buy it, I won't be the one who would be ashamed to sit in it.
Some self-defeating thoughts made Qin Ke's thinking on the verge of collapse even more fragmented.
The reception room was well heated.
It didn't take long for Song Yunran to get hot, so he had no choice but to let go of Qin Ke for a while, took off his down jacket clumsily, and then quickly stuck together, as if the two were a pair of conjoined twins created by nature from birth.
After revealing the thin white sweater inside, the five-year-old version of Song Yunran looked more like a soft bun. He put his face on Qin Ke's arm and asked, "My mother must have gone to get the money, and you will soon be able to I ate a big bone, are you happy?"
Qin Ke's heart was numb: "I'm so happy that I want to die."
"… do not die."
Song Yunran patted his hand, imitating the tone of an adult and comfortingly said, "Being alive is better than anything else."
Really, I don't think so.
Qin Ke answered him in his heart.
Song Yunran continued: "I don't know how much my mother will give you. Don't waste the money when you get it, and save it after buying the big bones... Right, let's change to a smaller car. The current car is big, but Too crowded."
Qin Ke looked at his hairy head, couldn't hold back, and squeezed it hard.
"What are you doing?" Song Yunran stared wide-eyed, "Are you unconvinced?"
Qin Ke turned his face away: "What if I say yes?"
"???"
Song Yunran sighed, and said earnestly in a childish voice, "Brother, be a good person from now on."
The secretary who just came in to deliver the drinks was almost laughing.
Qin Ke glanced at her and said, "I don't even want to be a human being now."
"You want to be a dog?!" Song Yunran was suddenly excited.
Qin Ke: "..."
He took a deep breath, and relying on his muscle memory, he naturally took a glass of milk, handed it to Song Yun and asked, "You think I'm a bad person, why do you still ask me for money?"
Song Yunran said, "Because I like you."
He drank two sips of milk to hide his shyness, and said slowly, "If you have money, you don't have to be a bad person. Let's work hard together to be a good boy."
…
Aside from the absurdity, there is also a touch of emotion.
Qin Ke nodded, and was about to say something more, when he saw Bai Wanning coming in in a hurry, followed by Song Jidong who was full of panic.
"Baby!"
Song Jidong rushed over with a stride, choked up as if Song Yunran had been missing for a whole day.
Bai Wanning is still young at the moment, and her skills are far less profound than that of Dong Bai twenty years later. She looked at her speechless husband and son who didn't know what to do, and rolled her eyes.
"You take the child out first," she said, "Leave the rest to me."
Song Yunran turned his head three times, but was still taken away by his father after all.
Bai Wanning ordered the secretary to leave again, and when there were only the two of them left in the reception room, she sat down and smiled: "You just said that your name is Qin Ke, right?"
"Ok."
It was rare for Bai Wanning to get stuck, rubbing the center of her brows and saying, "...I'm really sorry about today's incident. But he didn't mean anything malicious, he's just a little... a little different from ordinary people."
Qin Ke suspected that what Bai Wanning really wanted to say was "a little silly", but he still nodded calmly: "It's okay, auntie."
Bai Wanning was originally worried that the helpful Qin Ke would burst into tears because of being wronged in public.
But it seems that the children's psychological quality is good.
I don't know how my parents raised me, and I don't look much older than Song Yunran.
Bai Wanning thought for a moment, and said, "Auntie and uncle still have something to do today, can I invite you and your parents to dinner another day?"
By the way, ask for some parenting skills, she was thinking in her heart.
Qin Ke shook his head: "My mother and I will leave Yancheng the day after tomorrow. I'm afraid we don't have time."
Bai Wanning felt an unprecedented loss.
She looked at Qin Ke with regret, as if it was not a child who was about to let go, but a good opportunity to improve Song Yunran's IQ.
In the end, he could only sigh: "Then you can go back in my car."
The little Song Yunran didn't know that the parting between him and his elementary school brother was imminent.
After getting in the car, he sat next to Qin Ke and asked softly, "Brother, are you still coming to play with me tomorrow?"
Qin Ke hesitated when he spoke, but still said: "I have something to do tomorrow, so I can't come."
"What about the day after tomorrow?"
"... I will leave the day after tomorrow, to a far away place."
Song Yunran said "Oh" and didn't take it seriously: "Are you going on a trip, when will you be back?"
"after a long time."
Qin Ke touched his head, "I'll be back when you grow up."
When he opened his eyes again, Qin Ke saw the familiar ceiling.
The sunlight passed through the venetian blinds, casting soft light, which gradually shone into his pupils, making him stunned for a moment.
A cold snort from beside him brought him back to consciousness.
Qin Ke turned his head and met Song Yunran's angry face.
It was no longer the soft little face when he was five years old, but the face of the overlord with a more defined outline.
He couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, so he instinctively reached out to squeeze it, but in the next second, he was hit on the back of his hand with a "slap".
"Don't touch me!" Song Yunran was very angry, "Get your dirty hands away!"
Qin Ke: "..."
It's quite real, so he was dreaming before
Song Yunran didn't know why he was angry, so he sat up and said with his black hair that was messed up like a bird's nest, "Dad is going outside to find a new son to inherit the family property."
"???"
Qin Ke sat up slowly, leaned against the head of the bed and thought for a while, and said, "Actually, the color of that car is not bad."
"It's already beautiful! ... No, that's not the point!"
Song Yunran glared at him, "I figured it out, you've never been cute since you were a child, and you know how to make dad angry all day long."
Qin Ke keenly captured a certain key word: "Since childhood?"
He had just woken up, and his voice was hoarse and lazy, which sounded very meaningful, "You also dreamed about me last night?"
"I don't want to talk to you right now."
Song Yunran, who was in the angry mode, didn't understand the meaning of the word "Ye", but turned over and got out of bed, and ran to the bathroom to wash up angrily.
As a result, within a few minutes, I couldn't hold back anymore, and ran out to talk about the dream with a strong sense of substitution.
Like Qin Ke who was "reborn" into childhood, Song Yunran also returned to a five-year-old child.
He first got rid of the perverted nanny who loved to tell ghost stories, then urged the driver to drive to Qin Ke's childhood home, and found Qin Ke who was packing his luggage and preparing to move.
At that time, there was only one day left before Qin Ke left Yancheng.
In Song Yunran's plan, he can seize the time and use money to let the poor little Qin Ke experience the fatherly love from his peers within 24 hours.
Unexpectedly, relying on the short legs of a five-year-old child, he struggled to climb up to the top floor without an elevator, and knocked on the door of Qin Ke's house...
"I do not know you."
Qin Ke threw an emotionless answer through the crack of the door, and then closed the door indifferently.
He didn't even show his face.
At first glance, it looks like a child who keeps the common sense of children's safety in mind.
"I'm so mad! Do you know how difficult your building is to climb?"
The adult version of Mr. Song complained seriously, "You didn't even open the door safely, and you left an anti-theft chain in the middle. What's the matter, did my five-year-old stalwart scare you?"
Qin Ke was silent for a while.
It really looked like something he would have done as a kid.
"And it's not over yet." Song Yunran continued, "I finally waited until Aunt Qin came back and told her that I was your good friend and wanted to take you to the playground."
Qin Ke raised his eyebrows: "My mother believed it?"
Song Yunran raised the corners of his mouth proudly: "You don't know, I was very cute when I was young, and I can travel anywhere with just a face."
Immediately afterwards, his smile faltered, "I had already entered the living room, but I didn't expect you to say to Aunt Qin, 'This kid is weird, maybe there is some conspiracy, let's kick him out'."
"..."
Qin Ke held back his laughter and began to sympathize with his boyfriend.
In contrast, his death in the lobby of the Ningdong Group seemed less tragic.
Song Yunran looked at him: "Are you kidding?"
"Ok."
"I'm warning you not to be too arrogant, be careful that dad will clean up the house today." Song Yunran frowned.
Qin Ke smiled softly, opened the door to the bar on the second floor and brought in a glass of water, as if coaxing a child: "Don't be angry, drink a glass of water before talking slowly."
Song Yunran drank more than half a glass of water, relieving his long-pressed thirst.
When he put down the glass, his tone became calmer: "Anyway, after my unremitting efforts, you still didn't drive me away in the end."
"You must be too cute," Qin Ke said, "I can't bear it."
Song Yunran sneered: "So you just have the heart to direct me and help you pack your luggage?"
"..."
However, the most annoying thing is not here.
Song Yunran, who was only five years old, held the idea of "forget it and don't care about children". After helping with humiliation, considering that Qin Ke would have a very difficult life in the next few years, in order to prevent his son from being There were deviations in the growth process, and he decided to spoil some future-related information in advance, so that Qin Ke could build up the courage to overcome difficulties.
He whispered to Qin Ke, "To tell you the truth, I have already seen your future."
Xiao Qin Ke raised his cold eyebrows: "Really?"
"Yeah, you will become a big star in the future!"
Song Yunran clenched his fists and encouraged him in a child's tone, "Isn't it great? So don't be sad, you must be strong. When you grow up, everything will be fine!"
Song Yunran couldn't bear the contrived tone.
But Qin Ke didn't have any fluctuations on his face. Instead, he stared at him for a while, and then found a book from the packed cardboard box: "For you."
Song Yunran took it over and saw that the title of the book was clearly printed on the colorful cover - "My Fantastic Fantasy".
"???" He raised his head, "What do you mean?"
Six-year-old Qin Ke spoke sincerely: "This is a popular science book to help children distinguish between reality and delusion. Take it home and read more. You are so worried now."
Not too hurtful, but extremely insulting.
At this moment, Mr. Song, who had hardened his fist when he mentioned this matter, expressed grief and indignation: "You must apologize to me."
Qin Ke leaned against the wall and whispered, "Excuse me?"
"There is no sincerity at all." Song Yunran was very dissatisfied, "You have no idea how much you have hurt such a lovely child."
Qin Ke said, "Of course I know."
Song Yunran didn't take it seriously: "Don't lie to Dad there, you can't imagine how cute I am."
"That's true."
Qin Ke lowered his eyes and kissed him on the cheek, "I really can't imagine how someone could grow up and want to be a dog."
The calm tone was in stark contrast to the heavyweight speech, and Song Yunran was stunned on the spot.
He turned his face in a daze, for a moment he didn't know whether to be ashamed of the ridiculous childhood wish, or surprised by the way the secret was revealed.
After half a minute of silence, he suddenly realized: "Could it be that you are dreaming too?"
Qin Ke nodded with a smile.
They had very similar dreams on the same day.
In the dream, they saw each other as children.
But the difference is...
Compared with the ending where Song Yunran silently brought the children's book home, Qin Ke's ending is much warmer.
When the vehicle stopped downstairs at Qin Ke's house, the five-year-old Song Yunran finally understood that his elder brother, whom he had just known for a few hours, was about to say goodbye to him, and he would not be able to meet again until a long, long time later.
"You don't want to go, okay?"
He grabbed Qin Ke and said tearfully, "I will become a dog when I grow up. You must not know me anymore."
"No." Qin Ke comforted him, "You are different from others, I can recognize you at a glance."
Song Yunran was dubious: "What's the difference?"
Under the slanting light of the dim street lamp, the two small figures were gently enveloped.
Qin Ke stared into his clear eyes and said what he had been wanting to say for a long time.
"Because you are the best kid in the world."
The author has something to say: Say goodbye to Mr. Song~