He was a little shy: "I have grown up so much, and I have never been served like this before."
No. 1 is indifferent: "Oh, host, your love value is over 30."
Su Jinzhi didn't care: "It's still too early to get a passing grade, so don't worry."
Number One said, "That's not what you said in bed last night."
Su Jinzhi pretended to be deep: "How can you take what you say on the bed seriously?"
No. 1 reminded him: "Do the task well and get the disease cured as soon as possible."
sick
After No. 1 said this, Su Jinzhi remembered that he must have some kind of disease in this world, but he hasn't felt any discomfort in his body so far, so he shouldn't suddenly go to the hospital for a physical examination, right
He asked No. 1: "No. 1, what kind of disease do I get?"
No. 1 told him: "Terminally ill."
Su Jinzhi just doesn't believe it, if he is really terminally ill, he can still live so well
Downstairs, Song Yingchu, who came back from walking the dog alone, turned dark when he realized that he was the only one at the dining table this morning, and asked Hui Ma, who was busy at the side, "Hui Ma, do you know where father and Jin Zhi went?" Is it? They didn't come back last night?"
"I came back last night." Hui's mother said with some doubts, "But the master went downstairs today and said that the young master was not feeling well, and went up with porridge, saying that they would not come down for breakfast this morning."
Song Yingchu murmured in a low voice: "Is that so..."
He looked at the fragrant and rotten meat floss porridge in the bowl, and suddenly lost his appetite. This is what his nominal brother likes to eat, but he actually doesn't like it at all. He likes western food, while the young man likes Chinese food, but recently Hui's mother often cooks breakfast according to Song Jinzhi's appetite.
"Mother Hui, don't make meat floss porridge for me in the future, prepare my breakfast alone." Song Yingchu put down the spoon and went to eat the bread on the table, "I don't like to drink this kind of rotten porridge."
"Ah, I'm sorry, Eldest Young Master." Hui's mother was a little anxious, "Then I'll serve you a new bowl of noodles for Eldest Young Master."
Song Yingchu picked up the coat hanging on the chair and said: "No need, there is still something to do at the company, I'll go to the company to eat."
"Hey, young master, go slowly." Hui Ma sent him away, and then muttered in a low voice, "I didn't hear the young master say that he doesn't like meat floss porridge..."
Song Yingchu paused when he put on his shoes, but soon went out again as if nothing had happened.
Walking to the garage, he saw Shi Jun who was about to leave, and he nodded to Shi Jun as a greeting: "Shi Jun."
Shi Jun stopped in his tracks: "Young Master."
Song Yingchu's pace suddenly slowed down, and he asked Shi Jun, "Jinzhi isn't going to class today?"
Shi Jun nodded: "Yes, the master just called to say that the young master is not feeling well today, so he won't go to class."
"Why do you always feel unwell..." Song Yingchu frowned and said to himself.
He suddenly remembered that in his memory, his younger brother was always sickly, gloomy and unpleasant, but when he saw him, there would always be one or two lights in his eyes, and he looked at him with hope. he.
Since when did this gaze disappear
It didn't start with his indifference towards him...but it started after Song Mingxuan, his second uncle, came back to this home.
Song Yingchu's hand holding the steering wheel suddenly tightened.
Su Jinzhi found that Song Yingchu came back a little diligently these days, doesn't he even have to date his fiancée? He could see Song Yingchu at home almost every day after school, which made him feel ashamed to play and kiss Song Mingxuan. After all, that bad guy is so old, and he is still so juicy and supple, how embarrassing to be seen by others, he is thinking of Song Mingxuan.
But that bad guy didn't appreciate it. Ever since they made a complete set that night, Song Mingxuan was always thinking about how to lure him to bed. He only had five days of class a week, and two days out of the five days he would not go. If this continues, he will be ashamed to go to school to meet Yan Rong and Lu Yuqi.
"Jinzhi eat more meat, look at how skinny you are." Song Mingxuan put a piece of sweet and sour pork into Su Jinzhi's bowl, and said tenderly.
Su Jinzhi glanced at the piece of meat. He felt sick just looking at the fatty meat, and immediately put it back into Song Mingxuan's bowl: "Father! I don't like fatty meat!"
"Okay, okay, don't eat it if you don't like it." Song Mingxuan immediately apologized to him, and put a piece of green vegetables into his bowl, "Dad has forgotten that Jinzhi doesn't like fatty meat, it's dad's fault."
Su Jinzhi ate the piece of green vegetables, and Song Mingxuan brought over another piece of lean meat: "But Jinzhi can't always be a vegetarian, listen to Dad and eat more meat."
"Jin Zhi has lost weight, he should eat more." Song Yingchu, who was sitting opposite them and had been silent since he took his seat, suddenly came over with a piece of lean meat.
Su Jinzhi looked up at him, and Song Yingchu even smiled at him when he noticed that he was looking at him.
The air on the table seemed to stop flowing at that moment.
Adhering to the responsibility of saving the world and building a harmonious society, Su Jinzhi also bent his lips and showed a small smile to Song Yingchu. Then, Su Jinzhi discovered that Song Yingchu's progress value had increased by 10 points, but Song Mingxuan's had decreased by 10 points.
Su Jinzhi: "..."
The smile that had been hanging on Song Mingxuan's face suddenly disappeared, his eyes dimmed, he stared at Song Yingchu without saying a word, and Song Yingchu also looked back at him directly.
While the two of them were staring at each other, Su Jinzhi quietly took off the two pieces of meat in the bowl, and fed them to Roll Hei who was spinning around their feet. He wondered if Song Mingxuan and Song Yingchu were looking at each other What kind of deal was reached in an instant, and why the progress value of the two people went up and down so coincidentally.
"Father is full, has Jinzhi finished his homework today?"
Song Mingxuan suddenly made a sound, and Su Jinzhi was taken aback. He thought his little trick had been discovered, so he quickly shook his head and replied, "No."
"Then eat quickly." Song Mingxuan turned his head with a smile, and kissed Su Jinzhi's hair, "Come to Dad's study later, Dad will teach you to do your homework."
Su Jinzhi's ears were hot, and his face was also red.
Tomorrow is the weekend, the meaning of Song Mingxuan's words could not be more obvious.
But the scene of the young man's ears blushing fell into Song Yingchu's eyes, which made him very uncomfortable. Not only Su Jinzhi thought he was strange, Song Yingchu also felt that he had been possessed by something evil these days, all he could think about was his younger brother whom he didn't care about, Song Jinzhi.
The twilight was getting darker, and the setting sun at dusk slowly slanted into the house. The light and warm orange light fell on the place where the boy had just left, and reflected a little light on the edge of the jade white porcelain bowl. This should have been a warm moment because With one person missing, it became a bit empty, and the sweet rice in my mouth suddenly became bitter.
Song Yingchu swallowed that mouthful of food with difficulty, feeling that it was like a mouthful of coarse sand, and along with the gloom and depression flowing in his body, it ruthlessly scratched the wall of his esophagus, scratching painfully.
The mobile phone at hand vibrated, he picked it up and saw that it was a text message from Jin Ruyue: [Mingchu, we are getting engaged, when will you take me to meet your father? ]
Jin Ruyue was the girl he met a few months ago, and he became interested in her because he was the same as Song Jinzhi—both had a pair of light brown pupils.
But now he realizes that he doesn't seem to like her very much.
He just liked the way she stared at him with those light brown eyes that were exactly the same as the boy's, as if he was the only one in her whole world.
[Tomorrow, you prepare, I will pick you up at your home at 9 o'clock in the morning. ]
After answering the text message, Song Yingchu leaned back silently, feeling that his body became very empty in an instant, and the crimson sunlight was pressing heavily on him, making him a little out of breath.
He suddenly regretted getting engaged to Jin Ruyue.
The sun was still good in the evening, but suddenly it rained heavily in the evening.
The torrential rain came pouring down, and the wind howled outside the window. A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the dark night sky, followed by thunderous thunder. Song Yingchu glanced at the window that was blown open, walked over and closed it again. , then turned around and walked towards the boy's room.
The door of the boy's room was not closed properly, and the warm yellow light leaked through the gap in the door. Song Yingchu gently pushed the door, and the door opened.
The boy he was thinking of was standing in the middle of the room with his pajamas and a big bear pillow in his arms. When he saw him, he was slightly startled: "Brother..."
He didn't wear shoes, and his white feet stepped lightly on the dark carpet. He was still wearing the light blue school uniform in the afternoon, but now it became a little wrinkled, and the pants seemed to be a little short. The thin white ankles are all exposed, so slender that they seem to break if they are broken, and they can be easily fastened with one hand, and then his two legs are pulled apart and pressed down heavily...
"...Brother?" Seeing Song Yingchu staring at him without speaking, Su Jinzhi called out again.
The Song family's old house was covered with thick carpets, and people walked on it without making a sound. He came in to get pajamas and a teddy bear, but Song Yingchu came in suddenly and surprised him.
Song Yingchu came back to his senses, his eyes were dark, he lowered his eyes slightly, pretending to ask casually: "Is Jinzhi still going out so late?"
The heavy rain poured outside the window, and the white-purple lightning flashed, followed by a loud thunder, which seemed to make the windows in the room creak.
"Well... go find dad..." Su Jinzhi couldn't help but move his body. He and Song Mingxuan had been arguing in the study all afternoon, and that bad guy shot all the stuff in his body, and now it's dripping down his leg. .
Song Yingchu thought he was afraid, and took a step forward, with a gentle smile on his face somewhat similar to Song Mingxuan: "If you are afraid of thunder, you can sleep with your brother."
Su Jinzhi felt a little apprehensive when he heard his words, there was thunder and lightning outside, and the curtains were not drawn in his room, the silvery white light shone on Song Yingchu's face, making his face terribly reflected.
"No need, good night brother." Su Jinzhi grabbed his little bear and hurried away.
The moment Song Yingchu brushed past him, he smelled a vague smell from him. He was very familiar with that smell, and it was a musky scent familiar to every man.
When Su Jinzhi returned to Song Mingxuan's room, Song Mingxuan had already finished his shower and was waiting for him on the bed. His originally deep facial features looked even more handsome under the reflection of the warm yellow bedside lamp. The quilt barely covered his lower abdomen, and his upper body was naked. He exposed his strong chest muscles and alluring abs, and when he saw him come back, the villain slowly raised the corners of his lips, and seduced him with a deep, husky, velvet-like voice: "Jinzhi is back! , Dad misses you so much."
Su Jinzhi ignored him, threw the teddy bear on the bed and went into the bathroom to take a shower. After coming out, he put on his pajamas with long sleeves and trousers tightly before lying down under the covers.
Song Mingxuan leaned over to hug him: "Is Jinzhi cold? Why are you wearing so much?"
Su Jinzhi said, "It's raining tonight, isn't Dad cold?"
Song Mingxuan smiled shamelessly: "Dad is very hot, if Jin Zhi is cold, Dad can hug you to sleep."
Su Jinzhi pulled the teddy bear between the two of them: "No, I will sleep separately from Dad tonight."
Song Mingxuan stared seriously at the dark brown, cute plush toy bear, as if he was staring at his enemy with bitter hatred. He narrowed his eyes, sneezed very falsely, and said: " Daddy's allergic to stuffed animals, honey."
Su Jinzhi threw off the quilt and ran out of bed, grabbed a pillow from the sofa and stuffed it into Song Mingxuan's arms: "Then dad, let's sleep with it."
Seeing that this strategy failed, Song Mingxuan immediately changed to another one.
He kicked all the teddy bears and pillows under the bed, suppressed all of Su Jinzhi's struggles and leaned close to him, putting his face on the boy's warm neck, and said in an extremely aggrieved voice, "Doesn't Jinzhi love Dad?"
Su Jinzhi just wanted to say that he loved her.
On the first day, he reminded him: "This is a proposition of Taoism, be careful about the progress value."
Su Jinzhi hesitated immediately, but because of this hesitation, he couldn't get up the next day, and Song Mingxuan brought breakfast upstairs and fed it himself.
Song Yingchu finished breakfast alone with a blank expression, and then went to pick up Jin Ruyue.
It was Jin Ruyue's first visit to Song Zhai, and she was very nervous all the way, asking Song Yingchu whether Uncle Song would dislike her, whether his younger brother would dislike the gifts she brought, and so on.
Song Yingchu's answers were all "no", but she was still worried, and repeatedly arranged her hair and makeup before entering the door, for fear that something might go wrong.
But she was obviously worried too much, because when they arrived at the Song residence, both Song Mingxuan and Su Jinzhi hadn't come downstairs yet.
"Miss Jin, please drink tea." Hui Ma put a cup of tea in front of Jin Ruyue with a smile.
Jin Ruyue quickly smiled and thanked: "Thank you, Auntie."
Hui's mother waved her hand and said, "Oh, why are you being so polite, Miss Jin? Anyway, sooner or later we will be a family. You can call me Hui Ma and Aunt Hui just like the young master."
Jin Ruyue said: "Then Aunt Hui, you can also call me Yueyue—"
"Mother Hui, where are Jinzhi and father? They haven't come down yet?" Song Yingchu put down his teacup and interrupted their conversation.
"Yes." Hui's mother said "hey", "Young master seems to be feeling unwell again, and the master went downstairs to get him some medicine."
Song Yingchu frowned and said in a low voice, "Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"
Hui's mother was full of worry: "Yes, I heard that the young master vomited non-stop in the middle of the night and had a fever. Dr. Li was called up just now."
Song Yingchu immediately left Jin Ruyue and went upstairs: "I'll go see him."
Jin Ruyue, who was left behind, felt a little embarrassed, Hui's mother coughed twice, and said with a dry smile: "Master and Eldest Young Master are more concerned about Young Master..."
Jin Ruyue nodded: "I heard that Uncle Song likes Jin Zhi very much."
"Yes, the master loves the young master." Hui's mother said with a smile, "but don't worry, Miss Jin, the master is very kind, and the young master is also very gentle."
Jin Ruyue cheered up: "Aunt Hui, can you tell me what Jin Zhi likes?"
Hui's mother frowned and thought for a while: "Young master... He seems to like strawberry cake better, and he eats a piece every day."
"...is it strawberry cake?" Jin Ruyue secretly remembered it.
Su Jinzhi lying on Song Mingxuan's bed was flushed with fever. The two of them played so crazy during the heavy rain last night. It's okay that Song Mingxuan's physique was better than his, but he started to vomit in the middle of the night, and he started to have a fever near the morning.
Song Mingxuan, who noticed that his body temperature was abnormal, quickly called the family doctor to give him an injection and suspend water, but what's the use of it? The damage has been done.
Su Jinzhi slumped on the bed in grief: "Indulgence makes people depressed, but abstinence makes people progress. I'm starting to miss the school scriptures."
Number One said to him, "If you want to hear it, I can play the recording for you."
Su Jinzhi nodded and said: "Okay, let's start, let me bathe in the influence of Buddhist scriptures."
However, after a while, a 3D version of a male moan sounded in stereoscopic surround sound, and another male's heavy panting was also mixed in from time to time.
Su Jinzhi: "???"
Number one: "..."
Su Jinzhi was shocked: "Is this a Buddhist scripture? Why have I never heard of such a Buddhist scripture in the world?"
The voice of No. 1 was filled with exasperation: "... I didn't do this, No. 0 moved my storage space..."
Su Jinzhi asked it: "You are an AI, your storage space is equivalent to your body, right? You share the same body with number zero?"
"No." No. 1 answered him briefly, but it didn't say anything else to explain Su Jinzhi's question except for these two words. After a while, it seemed to have finished the program, and all the groans disappeared, turning into a solemn Buddhist gatha, and then said: "Listen carefully."
Su Jinzhi sighed, "But I don't want to listen to it now, play two pieces of music for me."
However, before No. 1 could respond to him, Song Yingchu pushed the door open and came in. Su Jinzhi hurriedly corrected his movements, showing an expression of anger and weakness, as ill as a young seedling that had been destroyed by a storm all night. Lying in bed.
The decoration of Song Mingxuan's room has changed, it is no longer the cool and ascetic dark blue before, but replaced with a warm and comfortable decoration similar to the room Su Jinzhi used to live in, especially the sheets on their current mattress, The print is a picture of rich and noble peonies, and Su Jinzhi sleeps on it, feeling like sleeping on a happy bed. Fortunately, the quilt cover is still normal, covering the bed sheet, so people outside can't see anything.
Song Yingchu entered the room and looked around the room, his face became a little gloomy, he sat on the edge of the bed, and asked Su Jinzhi with a slow smile if he was feeling better.
Su Jinzhi originally wanted to pretend to be weaker and say "brother, I'm not well, I want to sleep for a while" and then drive Song Yingchu out, but No. 1 played music for him at this time, and sang a funny song, He couldn't hold back for a moment, but also laughed.
Then he heard the beeps that Song Mingxuan's progress value decreased and Song Yingchu's progress value increased.
Oh, it turned out that Song Mingxuan was peeking from the sidelines.
Su Jinzhi: "...it's all your fault, tell me what to do now!"
"It's what you want to hear." No. 1 said it didn't take the blame, "It doesn't matter, anyway, won't the progress value come back after you trade with the general target a few more times?"
Su Jinzhi asked it: "But didn't you say you should cherish life and stay away from transactions?"
"Yeah." Number One said slowly, "Come more times, you will die faster."
Su Jinzhi: "..."
Su Jinzhi answered Song Yingchu in a low voice with a smile on his face, "I'm much better, thank you brother for your concern."
"I'm not your brother." Song Yingchu raised his hand and touched his head, "Where's uncle? Why don't you see him?"
Su Jinzhi's face turned pale, and he pretended to be sad and said, "Dad, Dad went to the study to get a book, and I'll be back in a while..."
"He's not your father either." Song Yingchu smiled and leaned down to kiss his hair intimately, and said to him with a voice full of malice that only two people could hear, "Did Jin Zhi forget? In this family, you are nothing."
"Why did Mingchu come up?" Song Mingxuan suddenly said, and then walked quickly from the door to the bed, looking at Song Yingchu expressionlessly.
Song Yingchu stood up straight, and smiled at Song Mingxuan: "I'll come up to see Jinzhi, and I heard from Hui's mother that he is sick."
"Really, you don't need to accompany your fiancée?" Song Mingxuan smiled, his voice was a little cold, "Jinzhi still has a fever and needs to rest."
"Then I won't disturb Jinzhi's rest." Song Yingchu turned and left, and smiled at Su Jinzhi before leaving.
Su Jinzhi felt the chilly air around Song Mingxuan, then secretly glanced at his face that was sinking like water, wrapped the quilt around him tighter, and cursed: "Brother scum, you bitch! How dare you destroy the relationship between me and my father?" emotion!"
No. 1 briefly commented: "This is how it should be."
Song Mingxuan watched Song Yingchu leave with heavy eyes, then turned his head to look at Su Jinzhi who was hiding under the quilt with a pale face like an unfaithful lover who had been caught cheating. Rubbing his hands lightly, his voice was also very soft: "Didn't you say you want to hear Dad read a story? Why did my brother run to Jin Zhi after Dad left for a while?"
Su Jinzhi didn't know why Song Yingchu suddenly ran upstairs, and even made such a phone call to provoke his relationship with Song Mingxuan. However, the script still had to be performed according to the human design. Su Jinzhi lowered his head and pulled his finger out of Song Mingxuan's hand.
Song Mingxuan's body froze, Su Jinzhi didn't dare to look at his expression now, but in fact, he had some expectations in his heart that Song Mingxuan would rush over and push him down on the bed.