not because of love

summer vacation.

Before the holiday, Li Che called his family and said that he would come home late, so that the family members should not worry. In the end, Li Che's mother said very confidently: "Even if you come back, there is no one. I went on a trip with your sister." , I don't know when I will come back.Li Che hung up the phone, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Now you can rest assured to go home with me?" Yan Lei smiled.

Li Che was speechless: "It's as if I've never been there before."

"It's different." Yan Lei said: "You called him uncle last time, this time you have to call him dad."

"It's too soon..." Li Che was a little panicked.

Yan Lei waved his hand solemnly: "How fast, I called our mother Mom when I first went to your house, you are several times late, it's not unfair."

That's your thick skin!Li Che said in his heart.

"Otherwise, let's do it this way." Li Che raised his eyebrows: "Whenever you call him Dad, I will call him whatever. If we are together, neither will lose."

Yan Lei blurted out: "Damn it." Even though he agreed to Song Zhicheng, but to be reasonable, he didn't know how to say it after all these years.

"Don't violate your own conscience, and you don't blame him." Li Che stretched out an index finger and poked Yan Lei's chest: "Aren't you just concerned about face? You don't usually have such a thing, so don't do it this time." Be reserved, and play your cheeky nature."

So Yan Lei "fucked" the whole afternoon.

Li Che understood Yan Lei, just like he would never call Li Shi "Dad", but Yan Lei was different. Song Zhicheng never left Yan Lei behind, and even wanted to do everything he could to be nice to Yan Lei, just to express The way is always wrong.

When Li Che went to Yan Lei's house empty-handed, it was the same for the first time, and it was the same for the second time. He didn't say anything, and left after a meal. Li Che really wanted to dig a hole and get into the ground, but Yan Lei was very upset. Looking at him in shock, he said: Li Che, don't you usually give our mother a gift when you go home?Too filial, if you must be so filial to our dad, then I will accompany you to buy some.

So Li Che suddenly didn't want to buy it that much.

Song Zhicheng was also at home that day, without a suit or leather shoes, and he and Song Yuan were wearing casual clothes, one in black and one in white, and had just returned from a morning run.As soon as the front foot entered the door, Yan Lei and Li Che came on the back foot.

Yan Lei called Song Zhicheng's driver early in the morning to pick them up, and brought back almost half of the things that had been moved to the dormitory.At that time, Yan Lei had made a plan to sever ties with Song Zhicheng for four years until he graduated from school and wandered far away. Who knew, he was slapped in the face.Fortunately, this face slapped the best of both worlds, and both parties were satisfied.

Li Che touched Yan Lei's shoulder with his shoulder, and because of the small height difference, he even tiptoed a little.

Yan Lei looked over with a question mark on his face.

Li Che winked at Song Zhicheng and Song Yuan, Yan Lei immediately turned his face away and pretended not to see, Li Che bumped Yan Lei's elbow with his elbow, and even used some strength, Yan Lei kept his face Slowly move a step away from Li Che.

"What are you doing standing at the door? Why don't you come in?" Song Yuan waved at the two of them while wiping sweat with a towel around his neck, "Have you had breakfast? If you haven't, I'll let them prepare it."

"I've eaten, I've eaten." Li Che nodded with a smile, then moved closer to Yan Lei, and lightly touched Yan Lei's calf with his toe.

As a result, Yan Lei ran away in a hurry.

When passing by Song Yuan's side, there was even a gust of wind.

The question mark on Song Yuan's head almost fell off and hit his head, "What's wrong with Leilei?"

"He's sick." Li Che said.

Song Zhicheng who was sitting on the sofa smiled, "Did you quarrel?"

"No, I made a promise with him, but he was cowardly and didn't dare to keep it." Li Che strode in, didn't follow Yan Lei's direction upstairs to find him, and sat on the sofa next to Song Zhicheng generously superior.

Song Yuan came over and poured him a cup of tea, Li Che took it and said very naturally: "Thank you brother."

I complained to myself in my heart: It seems that I am also shameless...

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, and his movements stopped in place, as if he had been hit by the "sunflower acupuncture hand".

Yan Lei poked his head out from the stairs at some point, his brows were tightly frowned, and he looked very distressed.

Li Che happened to see it, and raised his glass to Yan Lei with a smile on his face, "Come down for tea."

As soon as Song Yuan turned his head, he also saw Yan Lei's head, turned around and poured Yan Lei a cup of tea, but Yan Lei couldn't come down for a long time. No, so he held it quietly, looked at Yan Lei, then at Li Che, blinked, and didn't speak.

Yan Lei had no choice but to come down reluctantly, and every time he took a step closer, he struggled in his heart.

Seeing Yan Lei approaching, Song Yuan handed over the cup and smiled slightly, no different from before.

According to the normal situation, Yan Lei would either turn around and leave without even looking at it, or take it and put it aside, and then gave Song Yuan a look of "don't fucking touch my things", even though the ruthlessness was all fake.

But this time, he took it carefully with trembling hands.

Song Yuan smiled again, "Sit down first, I'll take a shower, wait..."

"Thank you Brother Xie." Yan Lei said in a low voice.

Not to mention getting acupuncture, Song Yuan almost forgot how to blink, he repeated the previous action, looked at Yan Lei, then at Li Che, and finally at Song Zhicheng, subconsciously asked: "I'm hearing hallucinations ?"

Song Zhicheng laughed out loud.

Yan Lei blushed, and didn't bother to talk to him, he drank the tea in his hand in a shameless gulp, then put down the cup, and sat down next to Li Che.

"I'd better go take a shower..." Song Yuan withdrew his gaze, went upstairs mechanically, staggered on the last step, but fortunately grabbed the handrail and didn't fall.

"Do you live at home during the holidays?" Song Zhicheng asked.

Yan Lei nodded, "And Li Che."

"I... I won't stay for too long, I'll be back in a few days..."

"Why do you go back, there is no one in your house, so don't leave!" Yan Lei roared.

Li Che didn't respond, and calmly said "Oh".

"That's right, let's talk about the company's issues with you." Song Zhicheng suddenly became serious, "Although we all know that you are my son, other companies also plan to sign you. Look, when will you sign your own contract? .”

"Don't sign." Yan Lei said, "I don't sign with the company, so it's fine."

Song Zhicheng was silent for a while, then said, "Have you figured it out?"

"Is there something wrong? I develop as I like, and you are the manager." Yan Lei took it for granted.

Song Zhicheng was a little surprised, "Can you really think that I'll be your manager?"

"No."

"Worth a try."

Yan Lei laughed.

"What is Li Che going to do in the future?" Song Zhicheng asked, "Do you have any art..."

"I don't have that plan." Li Che interrupted him, "Thank you, I don't know anything except painting."

"Can you stop thinking about this? Why don't you let my brother be an artist?" Yan Lei raised his eyebrows.

Song Zhicheng: "I mentioned it, but he refused."

"Oh……"

"Next time, learn from your brother's major. You only know art but you can't run a company." Song Zhicheng lit a cigarette.

Li Che glanced at it, then looked away, pretending not to.

Yan Lei didn't understand: "Why should I learn that?"

"I originally made an appointment with your mother to give you the company when you were 25 years old. She didn't support you as an artist at that time, didn't she? 25 years old is almost the same, but I mean, if you are in this circle Let's go, 25 years old is just the beginning, it doesn't matter how many years of glory, of course, the decision is up to you, even if you are now..."

"Can I not?" Yan Lei's tone didn't sound like he was joking.

Song Zhicheng was stunned, "You don't want it? How long can I take care of it?"

"You give it to my brother, he is more suitable for this job, he looks innocent but full of stomach, oh, no, he is quite capable." Yan Lei scratched his hair and said with a smile: "If you give I, sooner or later, will be defeated, I am not joking with you."

Song Zhicheng exhaled white smoke, "Then wait until you're 25."

Yan Lei nodded.

The three of them were silent for a while, and Song Yuan also took a shower, changed his clothes and came downstairs.

Li Che started to touch Yan Lei's elbow with his elbow again, Song Zhicheng and Song Yuan didn't know what was going on, they looked at each other and shook their heads.

Yan Lei turned his head and gave Li Che a "stare" without any viciousness, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I didn't seize the opportunity to shout!"

"Let me help you, don't be cowardly." Li Che smiled.

The tea on the coffee table was just brewed by Song Zhicheng himself, and just as he was about to pour it, Li Che preempted him, "I'll do it, I'll do it."

Song Zhicheng withdrew his hand and waited for Li Che to pour him tea, thinking that this young man was quite sensible.

So he watched helplessly as this sensible young man poured a cup of tea to Song Yuan who was beside Song Zhicheng, and said, "Brother, drink some tea."

Song Yuan glanced at Song Zhicheng in fear, and took it stiffly: "Thank you...thank you."

Yan Lei looked at the sky...the ceiling, blinked, and sighed resignedly, then got up and poured a cup of tea, leaned over and handed it to Song Zhicheng very cautiously and even solemnly, "That...cough, Dad, you ..."

Before he could finish the word "drink tea", Song Zhicheng took it, the shock on his face was no less than seeing Song Yuan shave his long hair...Of course Song Yuan didn't do that.

Yan Lei coughed again, "You don't have to hide Auntie from now on, I really don't hate her."

"It's not hidden... it's upstairs... Do you want to meet?" Song Zhicheng pointed to the top of his head.

Yan Lei quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no, no, then there's no need to make it look like I'm here to get married with Li Che. Serving tea to you two is already good, don't need to add another one, save it for when you really get married in the future talk later."

Li Che was speechless.

Who Said To Marry You? ? ?

The author has something to say:

Sorry, the ending was a bit sloppy...

It has actually only been more than a month since the pit was opened at the end of December [these days are all manuscripts].

Only this time is free, and I will be busy again in a few days. I hope to post another QAQ.

I saved some short stories and post them slowly next time, cheer for yourself~

[I'm really not good at writing silly and sweet QAQ, try to follow my own style next time...

Thank you readers! 【Hope there is!