law of forbidden love

If you see two adult men squatting on the rooftop with post-it notes all over their faces, playing a mentally handicapped game, and one of them is the object of your crush, then you may understand Song sound mood.

Seeing Song Sheng's expression of looking at the alien, Fu Xiaojia immediately realized that there might be something wrong with his image at this time.He let go of Shang Xu, tore off the note on his face, smiled awkwardly at Song Sheng, and changed the subject.

"I'm kidding, Shang Xu, we were just joking around."

Song Sheng nodded dubiously, and looked at Shang Xu: "Hello, my name is Song Sheng."

Shang Xu approached and patted Song Sheng's shoulder very familiarly, and then gave Fu Xiaojia a deep look: "We are all brothers, we are all brothers..."

Fu Xiaojia was afraid that Shang Xu would say something dangerous again, making Song Sheng regard himself as some strange person.

"Then what...Song Sheng, you don't have evening classes, do you? Let's go together later!"

"Wait, what about me?" Shang Xu pointed to the tip of his nose and asked Fu Xiaojia.

Fu Xiaojia gave Shang Xu a helpless look, what kind of solid iron is this.

"Don't you have a class! Macroeconomics, forget about it?"

Shang Xu slapped his forehead and said, "Oh! It seems that there is such a thing..."

Fu Xiaojia and Song Sheng came out of the law school building together, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know how much Song Sheng heard what he said just now.Although Fu Xiaojia does not exclude others from knowing his orientation, it does not mean that he hopes that this matter will become known to everyone.

The two walked side by side along the avenue that just entered the school gate, and the atmosphere was a bit weird.

"Song Sheng, that... when did you go upstairs?" Fu Xiaojia asked tentatively.

Song Sheng walked beside him and pulled the shoulder strap of the schoolbag with his hands. He knew what Fu Xiaojia wanted to ask, so he replied casually: "Since you said that you have a heart that tolerates the world's handsome men and beautiful women..."

Fu Xiaojia suddenly stood still, her expression so stupid that it looked like a picture in jpg format.

Song Sheng smiled, grabbed his shoulders and approached the side of the road.

"Stay aside, beware of cars."

Fu Xiaojia came back to her senses and asked Song Sheng: "So you know?"

Song Sheng thought for a while and replied: "I'm sorry, I don't want to eavesdrop on your chat. But don't worry, I won't say anything."

Song Sheng was tall. When talking to Fu Xiaojia, he turned his face sideways and lowered his head slightly, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the dazzling sunlight on Fu Xiaojia's face.

Fu Xiaojia was silent for a while, raised her hand to touch the back of her head, and said, "It's...it doesn't matter."

"Hmm... that's good." Song Sheng smiled suddenly, and said, "So am I in the category of handsome men?"

Fu Xiaojia wanted to cry but had no tears, and felt that Song Sheng's cold humor really made him a bit unbearable.

"Brother, you straight men are magnanimous, don't make such jokes with me!" Fu Xiaojia smiled wryly, and waved her index finger in front of Song Sheng, indicating "NO!".

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Song Sheng stretched out his hand to hold Fu Xiaojia's hand, and pressed his straight knuckles with a little force, and the "1" that stood upright turned into a crooked worm.

Song Sheng smiled, leaned close to Fu Xiaojia's ear and said, "...I'm sorry, brother. I'm not straight."

Fu Xiaojia stood there as if struck by lightning.May I ask him, a shivering twin who is hiding in a corner, how should he bear the successive blows?

Song Sheng repeated his old trick, raising his hand to rub Fu Xiaojia's soft hair.

"One more thing, you can consider me!"

After all, Song Sheng left Fu Xiaojia alone to digest the huge amount of information at the school gate, and walked away by himself. After taking two steps, he still didn't forget to turn around and wave his hand to say goodbye.

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Walking alone on the street, Song Sheng was in a particularly good mood, but when he received a text message while waiting for the bus at the station, his expression suddenly changed. He closed the information interface with a cold face, and then quickly opened the taxi app.

Song Ling came back, why did he still take the bus?

In the eyes of the girls in the school, Song Sheng has good grades, a good family background, and good looks. He is gentle and gentle at all times, so the nicknames of "smiling male god" and "cloud big sun" There are a lot of them. I guess they see Song Sheng's expression now, and tomorrow "Smiling Man God's Creation Collapses" will be on the front page of the school magazine.

Song Sheng took a taxi all the way to Jiangbei District, which is far away from the school, and drove to the gate of a villa area. The tall security guard sat in front of the gate, and the driver did not dare to go forward.

This is the legendary rich area. The security guards do not allow people to enter easily. Moreover, the cars parked in the community are of a level that can only be seen but not touched.

"Just drive inside, and I'll greet the security guard." Song Sheng saw the driver's worry and said, "Don't worry, there are no cars inside at this time, I'm in a hurry to go back, pick me up for a while, and I can add money to you. "

The driver took a look at Song Sheng, and saw that the young man was dressed in ordinary clothes and spoke politely. He didn't expect him to be a man of great fortune.

"Okay, let's drive in." The driver smiled.

Song Sheng rolled down the car window, poked his head out and called the security guard, but before he could speak, the security guard grinned at him.

The evil breath disappeared immediately, and everyone looked like a lucky cat.

"Hey, Young Master Song, are you back?" The security guard came over, approached the car window and lowered his head.

"Uncle, open the door. I'm in a hurry. Let the driver drive me for a while." Song Sheng said politely.

"No problem." The security guard waved his hand, and another person in the security room immediately raised the pole.

The driver drove the car in and looked at the scenery inside the villa area with novelty.This place was much bigger than he had imagined, and the road inside was winding and winding, so it was really hard to find. Song Sheng guided him to the innermost building, paid the fare and got off the car in a hurry.

"Can you find it out?" Song Sheng asked the driver lying on the window.

The driver waved his hand and said with a smile, "That's necessary. I've been driving for many years."

Song Sheng nodded, thanked him, turned around and went to the door to ring the bell.

Less than half a minute later, the door opened from the inside, and a fat older woman wearing an apron stood at the door. Seeing Song Sheng, she felt relieved and took the schoolbag from Song Sheng's hand.

"You can be regarded as coming back. If you don't come back, your father will lose his temper again."

Song Sheng smiled wryly, and said, "I know, didn't I rush back right away? No one notified me in advance when my brother was coming back. Thank you for your hard work, auntie."

"I didn't work hard." The fat woman turned around and took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet for Song Sheng, "It's your mother who worked hard. Your brother didn't give her a good face when he entered the door. Oh, what's going on... ..."

Song Sheng put on his shoes silently and walked into the house.

Before he reached the restaurant, he heard Song Aichen's hearty laughter.Song Sheng stood at the corner of the living room and dining room, holding the corner of his clothes with one hand, wiped the sweat from his palms, and took a deep breath.

"Dad." Song Sheng came out, smiled and nodded to Song Aichen.

Song Aichen's laughter stopped abruptly. The majestic old man, wearing a pair of reading glasses, sized up Song Sheng with scrutiny, his face was displeased, and he nodded after a while: "Well, your brother came back from a long way away, don't you?" What do you mean by saying that you have been picked up at the airport in advance, and we have to wait for you for a meal?"

Hearing such words, Song Sheng began to become uncontrollably nervous again.

He looked at Song Ling who was sitting next to Song Aichen, Song Ling glanced at Song Sheng contemptuously, and with a smile that was entertaining, turned his head to look at Wu Jing who was opposite him.

Wu Jing was holding the wine bottle and pouring wine into Song Aichen's glass. With a flick of her wrist, the bright red liquid slid out a little along the side of the glass and spilled on the white tablecloth.Wu Jing put down the wine bottle tremblingly, and flirted with Song Sheng.

The family looked back and forth before Song Sheng spoke cautiously.

"Dad, brother, I'm sorry, I have something to do at school and I can't leave, so I'm late."

After Song Sheng finished speaking, Song Aichen nodded, without any extra words, he just gave a cold "hmm".

"Dad, don't be angry, Song Sheng is going to be a great writer in the future, so of course he's busy." Song Ling leaned back in the chair, concentrated on swirling the red wine in the goblet, and casually said something full of sarcasm.

Song Sheng didn't answer, and heard Song Aichen say sullenly: "Study a useless literature major, and talk about your busyness all day long, but you really take yourself seriously."

Wu Jing watched her son sitting beside her, reached out and patted the back of his hand lightly, Song Sheng understood, and turned to Wu Jing with a smile.

Listening to Song Aichen and Song Ling chatting back and forth, all about business matters, Song Sheng sat on the side and cut the cold steak in front of him, and didn't want to move after taking a bite.

Suddenly feel very tired.

Song Ling was still talking about it.The years of staying abroad seem to have given him little insight, and his words are still so harsh, superficial and uneducated, but this man is his brother after all, and half of his blood is the same as his own, Song Sheng I feel that I have no position to blame him, so I can only put down the tableware and walk away with my head down.

That year, the college entrance examination had just ended, and Song Sheng got a good score in the exam. Wu Jing was very happy. She filled out the newspapers with her volunteering and read for a long time. A few friends who know this business.

But just when everything was decided and it was time to fill out the application form, Song Ling came to Song Sheng's room to look for him.

At that time, he was sitting on Song Sheng's desk, flipping through Wu Jing's handwritten college information that was full of several pages of A4 paper with a contemptuous smile, and then threw the stack of papers on Song Sheng's face.

Song Sheng was startled, and watched helplessly as the stack of papers was scattered everywhere.

"Just because of you? Still want to fight with me?" Song Ling smiled viciously, raised his hand and patted Song Sheng's face twice, "I am my father's son, and you are just a bitch Climb onto my father's bed and give him wild seeds."

Song Sheng stood where he was, his hands clenched into fists.

From the moment he was born, it was as if a hand was tightly around his neck, making him unable to breathe.So he had to work hard, work hard, so that his life would not be so ugly, but just when he thought he would succeed soon, Song Ling kicked him back to the starting point.

Song Ling reached out and grabbed Song Sheng's hair, pressed his head on the desk, and lit the paper with his hand.

"Change it for me, otherwise you and your mother will not want to have a good life for the rest of your life..."