I bent the devil

Compared with Li Langzhong who is old and unscrupulous but very cute, Song Zhishang who has been following Gu Jiu and Song Qingyi now seems very irritable and impatient.

After asking Song Qingyi to lead the way to the butcher shop to buy big bones to prepare delicious food for Qingyi, the two planned to go back, but Song Zhishang, who had been following him all the time, didn't feel that his behavior was already very disgusting. follow.

Until Gu paused and looked back at him with a frown.

Song Zhishang stamped his feet at the same time, two steps away from him.

Song Qingyi looked indifferently beside Gu Jiu, no joy or anger could be seen on his expressionless face, compared with Gu Jiu who was clearly unhappy, he seemed more unpredictable.

The degree of danger seems to be much higher than that of Gu Jiu.

This is a kind of mysterious and mysterious feeling that Song Zhishang has formed in the years of tricks and competitions.

But many times, this "feeling" of being scorned by outsiders will really turn into an instinct that can save one's life at a critical moment.

Song Zhishang has not encountered this kind of crisis yet, but it does not prevent him from being taught very well by his father.

So even though he was indifferently looking at Gu Jiu who was frowning at him, six layers of attention were focused on Song Qingyi.

It's just that the opponent's martial arts are not worth mentioning compared to his own, so there is no need to put on an appearance of facing a formidable enemy.

That would be too cheap for him, the young master of the Song Family Castle.

It's just... Song Zhishang secretly gritted his teeth.

The young man standing next to Gu Jiu made him extremely concerned and chilled no matter what.

An inexplicable sense of disgust.

"Young master, what are you going to do with us today?" Gu Jiu's words had already begun to lose patience, and he became a little blunt.

No matter who you change, you will feel dissatisfied if you are followed like this. At first, you may be soft-spoken because you don't want to cause trouble, but how can the other party bear it after it has obviously become more serious?

Gu Jiu was just trying to calm things down, but he definitely wouldn't be a bun that anyone could push their noses on.

The big deal is to read the file and start over.

Even though he was thinking bitterly in his heart, it was still because someone in the corner of his eyes tried to hold back his anger.

"..." Song Zhishang blinked, did not answer but did not forget to say to Gu Jiu, "I just follow you?" ! 'The look of a bear child.

In fact, the fact is that even he himself can't tell now why he followed Gu Jiu.

At first, it was indeed because of the broken sword that the other party was unwilling to exchange with him, and then the expression of the young man in front of him when he said that he would not exchange a thousand pieces of gold, with a gentle smile, seemed to be because he thought of someone who would give that broken sword to him , showing a smile.

This made Song Zhishang jealous.

He has always known that he is not the eldest son of the Song family.Even if his mother is also the young lady of the martial arts family, it is also the wife of the castle owner whose father, Song Yiming, is marrying eight sedan chairs to welcome him in from the main gate of the Songjiabao.

But even these can't escape a "continuation", and the "principal wife" and "first wife" have been buried in the loess with the so-called number one beauty.

His mother is obviously a gentle and pleasant lady, but after many years of being forced to compare with that so-called 'No. [-] beauty' in terms of appearance, knowledge, and even martial arts, etc., she has become stronger and stubborn.

And the most important thing is that there is still a named elder brother who has no name, no life and death, and even a question mark on whether he is the son of the Song family, which makes his mother think that there is a fist hanging on his head. Like a knife that might fall down at any moment, she was worried day and night that that person would suddenly appear one day, and then take everything from her and herself, and become the real, Young Master of the Song Family Castle.

All these forced Song Zhishang to understand that he had to work harder and harder when he was very young. Only in this way could he let those who were still standing on the sidelines and didn't fully admit to himself see who was the real one. The real future owner of Songjiabao.

So his cheerfulness, the hearty smile hanging on his face, his fresh clothes and angry horse, and all his cheerful personality are just because of his father, it is said that he looked like this when he was young.

Everyone said that he was carved out of the same mold as his father when he was young, from the inside out.It is also because the attitude of those around him is only flattering and even more flattering to him, while those who are watching are just smiling politely.

Even my own mother, apart from the nearly mottled memories when she was young, now smiles at herself full of purpose and calculation.

Father?

Father himself had never seen him smile.

I heard from my mother that when she was still in her boudoir, she once saw her young father from afar. The elegant white clothes, separated by the river and the slightly fluttering weeping willows, became a scene in my mother's memory.

so far.never seen again...

The sighs and sighs in the memory became almost inaudible like the fine dust suspended in the light beam.Song Zhishang still doesn't understand what his mother said, whether he has never seen such a scene again, or whether he has never seen his father smile like that.

It is said that when his mother was pregnant with him, his father went out to Songjiabao once, and when he came back, he was seriously injured, and there was a hideous knife wound on his face from the peak of the left eyebrow directly across the bridge of the nose, and stopped on the right cheek.

So from the time Song Zhi still had memories, all the fathers he saw were silent men wearing half a delicate mask.

He would silently pat his hair when he behaved well, but he never hugged him and laughed, holding him high.

But for Song Zhishang, who can already be said to have everything, these are what he deserves.

It's also like the smile that Gu Jiu showed when he said 'a thousand pieces of gold don't change'.

This should belong to him.

Song Zhishang thought about it.

Since it belongs to oneself, how can it stand beside others?

The young man thought he had finally figured out the reason why he followed Gu Jiu, for the first time he looked away from Gu Jiu's face, and looked at the young man who was not much older than him beside him.

Gu Jiu, it was supposed to be his.

The young man smiled, happy and hearty.