I'm not unlucky at all

It was already late when Song Wenlu brought Song Xing into the apartment building.

When he got home, he warmed up a glass of milk for Song Xing, watched him drink it, and then pushed him into the bathroom.

Different from the narrow tube building, the man's single apartment is large in size, and the decoration is simple and elegant. Song Xing stood in the bathroom, looking at the large bathtub that can fit two of him and a mirror that is one person tall. , a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

030 was amazed: "I didn't see it, the inner world of the mission target is quite angry."

Song Xing is a little distracted, and it was the same before. A man always wears a cold and repelling mask on his surface. If you don't approach him, he will always stand proudly in front of you, aloof, perfectly interpreting the rich family. haughty.

But once he got close... Song Xing looked in the mirror, his cheeks were flushed by the night wind, his bangs on his forehead fell to one side, his image was not that good of a young man, he pressed his fingers between his brows, his eyes were gentle and soft.

In the basket next to it was a new pajamas that Song Wenlu had put in ahead of time. Song Xing changed his clothes and took a shower.

The new pajamas were obviously too big for Song Xing by more than one size. The black silk pajamas showed a big neckline, and he could almost forget the scenery inside at a glance.

Song Xing frowned, rolled her wrists and ankles several times in front of the mirror, pushed open the bathroom door and went out.

He went to the living room and shouted, "Mr. Song?"

Song Wenlu also changed into the same style of black silk pajamas, and was facing the computer video with a serious face.

Hearing Song Xing's voice, Song Wenlu looked up.

Song Xing's hair was only half-dried, and there were still a few strands of hair sticking together wet, with one strand curled up playfully in the middle.

Frowning, he hurriedly ordered a few words to the person on the opposite side of the video, Song Wenlu got up and went to the cabinet next to him to get a hair dryer, and asked Song Xing to sit on the sofa: "Come on, blow your hair."

Song Xing said he could do it.

Song Wenlu smiled and didn't give him the hair dryer.

The hot air from the hair dryer was very soft, Song Xing lowered her head slightly, her slender neck was exposed to the air, and the man's fingers pressed gently on the scalp, feeling warm and dry to the touch.

After drying his hair, Song Wenlu looked over Song Xing's shoulders at his open neckline chest, his eyes darkened, and the feeling of dry mouth rushed from his throat to the bottom of his heart, burning like fire.

But in the end nothing was done.

He got up and opened another notebook in the living room for Song Xing to play with, and walked into the bathroom by himself.

Song Xing hasn't been able to touch a computer for a long time. He is not addicted to this thing. He looked at the Lianliankan in his notebook, and clicked on it to play slowly.

I don't know how long it took to play, a voice behind him said: "This is the game that the children of a friend's house insisted on playing when they came to the house last time. Xiaolu also likes this game very much?"

Song Xing eliminated the last two yellow Pikachu, tilted his head and smelled the shower gel on the man, and said, "It's okay."

Song Wenlu rubbed Song Xing's hair and sat beside him.

Song Xing felt a coolness coming from the surface of the man's skin, "Mr. Song took a cold shower?"

Song Wenlu hummed, and lazily leaned on the back of the sofa.

Song Xing clicked on Lianliankan again. This round was a bit difficult. He eliminated five pairs. He frowned and stared at the screen counting down the time. He couldn't find any Pokémon that could be eliminated.

030 grinned and ate melons, didn't give Song Xing a reminder, and tried every means to get benefits for himself: "Xing Xing, 030 wants to eat lollipops, ten lollipops are exchanged for a reminder."

Song Xing refused decisively.

030 Bargaining: "Which time did you prompt five lollipops? It can't be lower!"

Song Xing didn't want to pay attention to it.

030 was in a hurry, and continued to lower his requirements: "Otherwise, a pack of small jelly is also fine!"

Seeing that the countdown bar was half over, Song Xing swiped the mouse back and forth on the screen, with a rare look of annoyance on his face, and his lips pursed tightly.

Song Wenlu sat beside him and leaned forward slightly, with his right hand covering the back of Song Xing's hand, almost holding the boy in his arms.

He lowered his head and kissed Song Xing's hair, and smelled the refreshing fragrance of the boy's hair. He took the boy's right hand holding the mouse and clicked twice in the game. Two ugly ducks stared at the innocent big Suddenly, Paji turned into a ball of foam and disappeared on the screen.

Song Xing let out a sigh, and reorganized the remaining Pokémon in Lianliankan, and the Pokmon that could be eliminated became easier to find again.

030 watched his host nest in the arms of the task target and played game after game, which really blinded its titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

When going to bed at night, Song Xing didn't sleep with Song Wenlu. There was a master bedroom and a guest room in the apartment. He cleared out the brand new bedding in the bed cabinet and made the bedding, so he could have a good sleep.

Song Wenlu didn't want to sleep separately from him, leaning against the door with helpless eyes.

Song Xing said, "Good night, Mr. Song."

Song Wenlu bent down, lowered his head slightly, and a silent sigh crossed his heart, he folded his arms to block the door, and his gaze fell on the young boy's calm face, and he tilted his head and raised his eyebrows and said, "No A goodnight kiss from me?"

Song Xing stepped on his feet and kissed him.

Song Wenlu deliberately raised his head, and Song Xing could only kiss up to his chin.

"Mr. Song."

"Hush." ​​Song Wenlu pressed his finger on Song Xing's mouth, his dark eyes fixed on his eyebrows, and said softly, "Baby, what did you call me?"

Song Xing was taken aback for a moment, then slowly said: "... Mr. Song?"

"Huh?" Song Wenlu made a nasal sound, obviously not very satisfied. He stared at the boy's blank expression and asked in a low voice, "Only Mr. Song?"

Song Xing looked up at him with a questioning look.

Song Wenlu gave Song Xing a loose pajamas collar, looked away from it, reached out and pinched his cheek and said, "Brother."

Song Xing frowned, looked at the man's expectant eyes, lowered his eyes and called softly: "Brother."

Song Wenlu was satisfied now, smiled and kissed Song Xing's forehead: "Good boy."

The loneliness value dropped a little bit.

Nothing happened that night. Song Xing refused Song Wenlu's active service for the first two times, which made Song Wenlu feel a little confused, because he could feel that the young man's rejection of him was very low, and he had almost all thoughts about him. It’s all about whatever you want, unless you want to go further to the end.

When the next day dawned, there was the sound of frying eggs in the kitchen.

Song Xing slept soundly all night. He woke up early, walked around the kitchen, cooked a pot of millet porridge, and fried two poached eggs.

030 smelled the delicious smell, and couldn't wait to say: "Xiao, 030 wants to eat fried eggs with bread." He watched those foreigners eat like this in the morning in human movies!

It happened that there was still a bag of fresh sliced ​​bread in the refrigerator, so Song Xing found another bottle of salad dressing and made a sandwich.

Song Wenlu woke up a long time ago. He leaned against the door and silently watched Song Xing's busy movements in the kitchen. A little warmth flashed in his eyes. When he walked over, he surrounded him from behind without saying a word, just like a cat. Large sloth.

Song Xing asked him what happened.

Song Wenlu just smiled and shook his head, then wiped his earlobe and said, "It's nothing, I'm just very happy."

What Song Xing didn't know was that just now, he had fulfilled a dream that a man had fantasized about in his youth.

After breakfast, Song Wenlu received a call from a subordinate in the company and wanted to go to the company. He asked Song Xing where he was going during the day, and Song Xing said that he would go back to Tongzilou first.

Song Wenlu casually drove out the car from the garage, and the two separated near Jiangning Street.

Not long after they separated, Song Xing's phone rang while waiting for the traffic lights.

There was a strange man's voice on the phone, polite and alienated: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Lu Yuan?"

Song Xing said yes.

The voice of the strange man said again: "Your parents and brother-in-law got into a car accident on the highway to Jiangcheng, and they are being rescued now. The situation is not optimistic. I found you through their mobile phone address book, may I ask you now?" Is it convenient to come to the city hospital?"

Song Xing froze on the spot, suddenly felt a dull throbbing pain in his heart.

After he changed his phone number before, he sent a text message to Lu's parents. He thought that the other party didn't receive it, but he didn't expect it to be recorded in the address book.

He covered the position of his heart, took a hard breath and said, "Okay, thank you for your notice, I will rush over right away."

After hanging up the phone, Song Xing raised his head, and the old woman who was waiting for the traffic light with him kindly asked him: "What's the matter, young man? Why did you suddenly cry? Did you get dumped by a girl? Don't cry, don't cry."

Song Xing came back to his senses, touched his cheek with tears in his hand.

Ten minutes later, Song Xing rushed to the door of the emergency room of the urban hospital. There were three people standing outside the door. The leader was a young man wearing sunglasses. Very strict.

The man was on the phone with an impatient look on his face.

"I don't care whether people live or die. Anyway, you should quickly ask the company to help me deal with this matter. Stop anyone who takes photos on the road, and suppress similar drafts. I am very popular now, and the movie has not yet been released." Now, if this happens, you know, we’re all going to die.” The young man lowered his voice angrily, “Especially on the police side, I told them that the driver was a bodyguard, and now I’m waiting in the hospital. The news... It seems that Xiao Liu can't be saved, no matter what we say, we have nothing to prove, and the police will not suspect me."

Song Xing couldn't hear what he said clearly, but felt that the young man's voice was vaguely familiar, but couldn't remember where he heard it.

It was another person who found him first, and the other party hesitated for a while, and said, "Are you Mr. Lu Yuan?"

"I am." Song Xing's eyes were still a little red, he couldn't control his physical emotions, tried his best to suppress his emotions, and asked in a trembling voice, "How are my parents and brother-in-law?"

The man looked at Song Xing pitifully, and said silently: "The doctor is still in the rescue, and the situation is not clear at the moment."

Song Xing's heart slowed down a little, and she leaned against the wall behind her with a pale face.

At this time, the young man who finished the call came over and said in a haughty tone, "Are you the family members of those people?"

Song Xing raised her eyelids and pursed her lips tightly.

The young man sneered, looked up and down Song Xing's clothes, which were determined to cost no more than 100 yuan, and said with a smirk, "I'm sorry that this happened, but both parties are responsible for the car accident. My bodyguard Because saving me also entered the emergency room."

Song Xing looked at him: "Did you drive the car?"

The young man said no, the car was driven by his bodyguard.

Song Xing raised his head, and there was bottomless depth in his dark eyes: "I smell alcohol on you."

The young man's face froze, and the other two looked at each other and remained silent.

After another ten minutes, the door of the emergency room opened, and the doctor wearing a white mask asked in a low voice, "Who is the family member of the car accident patient?"

Song Xing said, "I am."

The doctor first glanced at Song Xing quietly, and a feeling of pity flashed across his numb eyes, and sighed, "Son, I'm sorry, we have tried our best."

Song Xing had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, the doctor shook his head and said in a heavy voice, "Your parents and elder brother lost a lot of blood during the rescue, and the rescue failed one minute ago. There is also a young lady inside, who should be your sister-in-law?"

Song Xing's voice was difficult: "Yes."

The doctor said: "The child could not be saved."

Song Xing said, "What about my lord?"

"Still under observation, not out of danger yet."

Song Xing's feet swayed, he couldn't stand firmly, and sat on the ground.

His heart hurts, but he can't cry in his eyes. The sadness is not his, but it is very real.

People passing by saw Song Xing's numb and bewildered expression on his face, and shook their heads incredulously.

The bodyguard at the other end did not come to his rescue either. The young man wore sunglasses and his voice was very sad, but his real expression could not be seen.

Song Xing raised his eyes to look at the other party, and after recovering a bit, he stood up from the ground. Amidst 030's worried voice, he watched the bodies of Yuanben's parents and eldest brother being pushed out of the emergency room by the nurse.

He followed all the way to Lianfang, biting his lip with blood.

Song Xing said, "I didn't expect this to happen."

It was also the first time for 030 to encounter such a big incident. No matter how bad Yuanchen's parents and brothers treated him, they also dragged him from a baby to an adult. They all said that blood is thicker than water. The family has lost the last bit of expectation, and it doesn't mean that the other party will be happy to see their relatives pass away so suddenly and unexpectedly.

This blow is really too big.

Song Xing couldn't control the remaining emotions in this body, and stood quietly in front of the three corpses for a long time, his face was pale and blue.

After an unknown amount of time, he wiped away the non-existent tears on his face and walked out of the morgue.

The young man was still waiting outside the door. He stopped Song Xing and said, "Although three people in your family were lost, my bodyguard was not rescued because of this. The responsibilities of both parties in this matter are mutual. I can understand your grievances." Mood, but I hope you don't act irrationally, otherwise you can only suffer from yourself."

Song Xing asked him what was an irrational move.

The young man thought that Song Xing was pretending to be stupid. He was about to say something when he was interrupted by an incoming call.

Seeing the caller ID on the mobile phone, the young man cursed, gave Song Xing a hard look, and hurried to the side to answer it.

030 viciously said "Bah bah bah" to the young man several times, and then asked Song Xing what he meant by what he said just now, and why his attitude was so disgusting.

Song Xing squinted at the man who was speaking in a low voice in the corner, and said softly to 030, "The driver who caused the accident is probably not his bodyguard, that man is afraid."

030 was startled, and quickly said: "Then shall we call the police?"

Song Xing lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lu Yuan's sister-in-law is still in the intensive care unit, and her life may be in danger at any time. Song Xing went over to take a look. The woman's facial features were not distinctive, probably because she had just lost her child, and her face looked very gray under the ventilator. defeat.

A nurse came to him to urge him to pay the fee. There was a lot of money, and Song Xing alone could not afford it.

The nurse said: "If the money is not paid within three days, we can only withdraw all the instruments."

Song Xing touched a few crumpled coins in his pocket, and said softly, "I know."

The nurse left, and Song Xing stood outside the glass window of the intensive care unit, rubbing his forehead wearily.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pressed a number that he had just memorized.

But before the call was connected, Song Xing felt his eyes go dark and lost consciousness instantly.

When I woke up again, I was on a soft and clean hospital bed with a bouquet of carnations on the head of the bed. There was a scent of sweet orange in the air, which made people feel very refreshing.

Song Wenlu was frowning and processing documents on the table next to the hospital bed. He was holding a pen to sign a form, and looking at the hospital bed restlessly, he saw that Song Xing was looking at him with open eyes.

"Are you awake?" Song Wenlu quickly stood up from the table, walked to the bed, and put his hand on Song Xing's forehead, "Is there any discomfort?"

Song Xing opened his mouth: "What's wrong with me?"

Song Wenlu held his hand, leaned over and kissed his cheek, eyes darkened, and whispered, "You have a fever."

Song Xing touched his forehead, it was a little hot.

Song Wenlu sighed softly, wishing he could hug him into his arms and protect him, but when he saw the boy's dry lips and abnormal blush on his cheeks due to the high temperature and lack of water, he only pulled Song Xing out. Tucking back the hand of the quilt, he pressed the corner of the quilt for him and said, "Have a good rest, and leave the rest to me."

He can't comfort people, but what happened to the boy made him feel extremely distressed.

"Don't be sad." Song Wenlu kissed Song Xing's eyes, carefully and gently smoothed the hair on his forehead, and said softly, "You still have me."

Song Xing nodded, and said dryly, "I'm fine."

Song Wenlu curled his lips and kissed his lips again.

Song Xing tilted his head and said in a low voice, "Mr. Song, I have a fever."

Song Wenlu said that he didn't dislike it, and coaxed Song Xing to say a lot of boring things.

He talked about the stupid things done by his subordinates in the company all the way to the story about his friend stepping on four boats, but the car overturned at the same time and was beaten up by four girlfriends and colleagues at the door of the house. Song Xing finally saw a smile in his eyes.

Song Wenlu paused for a moment, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

It was almost noon, and Song Wenlu went to a porridge shop next to the hospital to bring back a lean meat porridge for Song Xing. After the two of them finished eating, Song Wenlu packed up the tableware awkwardly. Song Xing sat on the bed and watched quietly. Asking the man about Mrs. Lu Yuan's situation, he heard a knock on the door.

The door was ajar, and then the nurse pushed Su Hang in with a wheelchair.

In the emergency room, the news that four people lost their lives due to a car accident spread, and they hurried over after hearing about it in the ward.

"Xiaolu, why did you make yourself like this?" The nurse didn't notice the man next to him, she pushed Suhang to the bed, her eyes were a little distressed, and she persuaded, "Natural disasters and man-made disasters are fate, Xiaolu you can Don't break yourself down, your sister-in-law is pointing at you now."

Suhang also pursed his lips, his eyes full of worry.

Compared with Song Xing who was in a coma, the strongest emotion in the original body has gradually receded. He shook his head and said that he was fine, and looked at Suhang.

Suhang was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Look at what I'm doing, I'm getting better soon, but you." He paused, and then said, "Don't worry about the medical expenses, I will help you find a way."

"No need." Song Wenlu's cool voice interjected, the man's voice was very cold, a pair of black eyes fell on Suhang's body like a cold sword, "I will pay for Xiaolu's medical expenses, Mr. Su should take the first step. It’s better to settle your own hospitalization expenses.”

Su Hang's pupils shrank: "Why is Mr. Song here?"

Song Wenlu raised his eyebrows: "You know me."

Suhang forced a smile: "Who in Jiangcheng doesn't know Mr. Song's name."

The nurse looked at the tall man in the room in a daze, and besides having an intuition that this man was not easy to mess with, he also felt that he was quite good-looking.

Hearing Suhang's words, the nurse, although she is getting old, still likes to look at handsome guys, so she interrupted and said: "Xiao Su, you are wrong, my sister is more than 20 years older than you, so I don't know who this gentleman is." Le."

The stiff atmosphere was interrupted for a moment, Song Xing said, "Mr. Song, I want to eat lychees."

Song Wenlu touched the lighter in his pocket, touched it and withdrew his hand, walked up to Song Xing and touched his forehead, making sure it wasn't as hot as before, then lowered his voice and said softly, "Apart from litchi, does Xiaolu have anything else he wants? ?”

Song Xing thought that since he woke up, he had been careful not to disturb his system, so he said, "Can you bring me another pack of jelly and two lollipops?"

Song Wenlu said yes.

Suhang looked at the interaction between Song Xing and Song Wenlu with complicated eyes. After the man left, he turned the wheelchair to Song Xing's bedside, frowned and said, "Xiaolu, when did you get so familiar with Song Wenlu? He is not a simple figure."

Thinking of some scary rumors about this man that he had heard in Bense, he looked at Song Xing disapprovingly.

Dealing with this kind of people, I am afraid that being eaten alive will not count.

Song Xing didn't speak, but the nurse spoke first: "Xiao Su, why are you talking about Mr. Song? My sister looks at him very well. Isn't it because Xiaolu has a fever that he has been taking care of him?"

Suhang said lightly: "He has a different purpose."

The nurse smiled, "What purpose can there be?"

Su Hang and Song Xing didn't have much to say, but the nurse was a hearty woman. They stayed in Song Xing's ward for a while, and they didn't leave until Song Wenlu returned to the ward with a bag of fruits and snacks.

After leaving the ward, the nurse pushed Suhang and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes for a while.

A woman is a sentimental creature, she loves Song Xing, and she didn't show it in the ward before.

"Xiaolu is a poor child." She sighed in a low voice, "His sister-in-law is still in a lot of trouble now, and she will really be alone in the future."

Suhang looked sideways at the passing wards, his eyes lowered and he remained silent.

Song Wenlu went back to the ward and saw Song Xing in a daze.

His heart tightened, and he put the snack bag on the bedside, and took out a large bowl of jelly, mangosteen flavor. When he bought it, the salesman was beside him and strongly recommended that this is a new jelly that children love most. .

Unwrapping the plastic seal on the outer packaging, Song Wenlu said like coaxing a child, "Hey, open your mouth."

Song Xing came back to his senses, saw the man digging the white and tender jelly meat in front of his eyes with a spoon, and subconsciously opened his mouth.

The sweet taste of mangosteen slid into the throat coldly, and 030 said softly, "Xiao, this is delicious."

Song Xing gave a soft "hmm".

He looked up at Song Wenlu's serious action of scooping up the pulp from the bowl for him, and his heart warmed. For the first time, he didn't say that he could do it, so he let the man feed it into his mouth one by one.

The mangosteen-flavored jelly is not overly sweet, fragrant but not greasy, and soft and elastic.

Lu Yuan's sister-in-law is named Shen Cuicui, she was married in the village next door to Lu Yuan.

The Lu family has no money, and the daughter-in-law saved for Land Rover would not be able to marry a rich landlord's family. Shen Cuicui's father died early, and there is only one blind mother who has not remarried in the family. It is also a poor family. Once the middleman introduces her, It's on par, of course, this part also has the reason why Shen Cuicui's looks are not too bad.

Shen Cuicui has not been married to the Lu family for two months. Her blind mother was fetching water from the mouth of the house, and one of them fell into it without paying attention. She drowned in it for a week before being discovered. It was all soaked, and the corpses were floating on the mouth of the well, and the smell was unbearable, and Shen Cuicui completely lost her relatives from her natal side.

She has a bit of a pungent nature and is very good at controlling Lu Rover, and because she was taken care of by Lu's parents as a Buddha after she became pregnant, she looked down on Lu Rover's younger brother very much.

She knows that Lu Rover's younger brother will share the family property with Lu Rover in the future. The old Lu family only has a few acres of land, which is the lifeline. If you have a small one, you have to think more about yourself.

Lu Yuan didn't like his sister-in-law, and was even a little afraid.

From Lu Yuan's memory, Song Xing probably knew something about Shen Cuicui's running on him before, but now Lu's parents and Lu Hu were all taken away in a car accident, leaving only Shen Cuicui, a woman who had a miscarriage, no matter how you say it, He couldn't leave her alone.

Shen Cuicui stayed in the intensive care unit for three days before she was completely out of danger. She woke up once, but fell into a deep sleep without consciousness.

From the intensive care unit to the intensive care unit, Shen Cuicui slept for another seven days.

Song Xing's fever recurred for some reason, and Song Wenlu was worried that he would be discharged from the hospital, so he stayed with Song Xing in the hospital all the time.

On this day, Song Xing sat on the hospital bed and listened to 030 singing the new song it had learned.

Song Wenlu had just returned to the hospital from the company, and was clumsily and carefully pouring the bottled milk powder he bought into the freshly boiled hot water.

The ward was quiet and peaceful. Suddenly, a little nurse knocked on the door and brought them news.

"Ms. Shen in intensive care unit 405 is awake."