I am a rich man

There was no evening self-study on Friday, Gu Yuhe had something to leave early, Song Yuan didn't contact the driver to pick him up, and took the bus back to Gu Yingchi's villa.

The villa was empty and there was no one there.Song Yuan put his schoolbag in the room and started to do his homework.

Liu Hai slightly covered his eyes, and the math problem became blurred. Song Yuan paused his pen, found a mirror, looked at his own bangs, and made gestures.

It seems to be much longer than before, and it can no longer be kept.

Song Yuan left the room, searched the living room for a while, and finally found scissors in the drawer, went into the bathroom and trimmed his bangs.

Even though he was very careful, the bangs he cut out were as chewy as a dog's. Fortunately, he didn't believe that he would cut them nicely, so he only cut a little bit.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Song Yuan was silent for a moment, put down the scissors, and decided to go to the barber shop for a professional fix after finishing his part-time job at the breakfast shop tomorrow.

As soon as he got out of the bathroom, he met Gu Yingchi who opened the door. Before he could say anything, Gu Yingchi had already noticed his strange bangs, waved to him, and said with a smile, "Come here."

Song Yuan hesitated for a moment before walking over.

Gu Yingchi let him sit on the sofa, went upstairs and changed the suit he was wearing into home clothes.

Gu Yingchi, who was wearing home clothes, faded away from the cold and alienated feeling, and looked a little gentle and friendly. Just as Song Yuan thought about it, Gu Yingchi took the scissors from his hand.

"No need." Instantly guessing what he was thinking, Song Yuan stood up, "Don't bother you, I'll go out tomorrow..."

"No trouble." Gu Yingchi said, thinking of something, staring at Song Yuan Baijing's face, whispered: "Are you afraid that my cut will be ugly?"

Song Yuan shook his head.

Some people are born with the ability to do everything beautifully, and Gu Yingchi belongs to this kind of person.

Song Yuan didn't doubt his ability, but he was afraid of troubling him.

"I have nothing to do, don't bother me," Gu Yingchi said, seeing what he was thinking, "It's just a matter of a few minutes."

Song Yuan didn't hesitate this time, "Thank you."

The surroundings fell silent, Gu Yingchi stood in front of Song Yuan, picked up his bangs with his index finger and middle finger, and began to trim. During this period, he accidentally touched Song Yuan's face a few times, which would make Song Yuan tremble subconsciously.

His long eyelashes were drooping, covering all the emotions in his eyes, and the hands on the clothes tightened slightly with every movement of Gu Yingchi until the clothes were wrinkled.

The broken hair fell on the face, making it itchy. Song Yuan wanted to raise his hand to pat it off several times, but he held back.

He felt his own tension, even though he tried to relax, his body was still tense.

Especially when Gu Yingchi sat across from him and began to refine, Song Yuan heard his own abnormal heartbeat.At that moment, he raised his eyes almost subconsciously, and looked at Gu Yingchi with a little blankness.

Why are you nervous?There's nothing to be nervous about.

Gu Yingchi is much taller than Song Yuan, normally looking at the past, Song Yuan can only see Gu Yingchi's chin, slightly raised his eyes to see Gu Yingchi's face.

He was very focused on trimming, and didn't notice Song Yuan's gaze. Finally, after trimming, he put down his bangs, helped tidy them up with his hands, looked down at Song Yuan, and said with a low smile, "Okay."

Even though they were separated by some distance, Song Yuan felt that the smile seemed to be close to his ear, which made his ears feel a little numb for no reason.He immediately withdrew his gaze, avoided meeting Gu Yingchi's gaze, lowered his head and raised his hand to stroke his bangs, and said softly, "Thank you."

"Thank you."

Song Yuan said it again, stood up, and was about to leave when his wrist was suddenly pulled.

"Wait a minute." Gu Yingchi said, staring at Song Yuan's face, and moved closer to his face.

The pupils dilated slightly, Song Yuan's back was stiff, and the heart that had calmed down a little bit was like a wild horse running wild.

It wasn't until Gu Yingchi took off the broken hair sticking to the lower eyelashes that Song Yuan's body began to relax.

The distance is not too close, but he is too nervous.

Song Yuan lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Thank you, I'm going back to my room to do my homework."

He went upstairs almost as if escaping, but he didn't notice his reddish ears.

Gu Yingchi stood at the same spot, looking at the direction Song Yuan left, thinking of the way his ears turned red just now, he was a little lost.

After a while, he grinned hoarsely.

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His face was a little hot, Song Yuan touched it, went into the bathroom and washed his face.

The original long bangs had been cut above the eyelids, so they would no longer cover the eyes. He wiped his face clean, saw his red ears, was slightly taken aback, and then frowned.

There are a lot of private messages on Weibo, among which are many people who are still asking him if he will accept the manuscript.

Song Yuan turned on his phone and posted a Weibo message, "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow I will have a rest, I will receive three manuscripts, and the price will be set by myself."

In less than 1 minute, there were dozens of private messages.

Song Yuan turned to the bottom and consulted the personal settings of the first three private letters.

The first person who sent the message did not reply, but only sent a preemptive message to Song Yuan.The second one quickly stated the persona and price they needed, and the third one was a little later. After confirming with the two of them, Song Yuan asked the first one again, but the other party couldn't read back.

Until the next afternoon, when Song Yuan sent the figure design to the second person, the first person still hadn't responded.He knocked on the other party again, asking if he wanted to make an offer, and confirmed that if he didn't reply when the time came, it would be regarded as an automatic cancellation.

The message was read in seconds, but there was still no reply, Song Yuan asked twice.

Two hours later, seeing that he still couldn't read back, Song Yuan poked the fourth person.

He never thought that he would still have a chance, and the other party was excited for a long time, "Madam, is it really me? That's right, QAQ, I want to make an appointment with a big guy, 200 people. The character design is..."

Song Yuan: "The first person who poked me didn't reply, and the one who pushed me later was you. The picture will be published tomorrow night, and payment will be made after receiving the picture."

As soon as this sentence was sent, the second person transferred the account.

"The drawing is so good ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! It is exactly as I imagined. Woo woo woo thank you ma'am, ma'am you are so immortal, only [-] such beautiful pictures of two people in full body. Love you.jpg."

Song Yuan: "Thank you, as long as you like it ^_^."

After confirming the character design with the fourth guest, Song Yuan posted a Weibo that he didn't accept the manuscript and retreated from Weibo, and concentrated on drawing the third guest's character design.

The next morning, Song Yuan still went to the breakfast shop next to the school to work part-time until ten o'clock, returned to the villa and continued to draw with his mobile phone, and finished the second sketch of the person before eating at noon, and sent it to the other party.

Since the opponent's character design is more complicated and there are many people, Song Yuan has drawn a total of more than ten hours since yesterday.

Before waiting for the other party to reply, Song Yuan continued to draw the third manuscript in the room after lunch.

When it was completely dark, the third sketch was finished, Song Yuan yawned and sent the drawing to the fourth guest.

He stayed up late yesterday, went to bed at two o'clock in the morning, got up at six o'clock in the morning, and went to work part-time at the breakfast shop in front of the school.

There was a knock on the door, and the sleepiness dissipated a bit, Song Yuan got up and opened the door.

The light in his room was not turned on, and the corridor outside was lit. The moment he opened the door, the light blinded him so much that he could barely open his eyes. He raised his hand subconsciously to block it, and heard Gu Yingchi's deep voice, "Did you not rest last night?" ?”

Song Yuan narrowed his eyes and got used to it for a while, only to see Gu Yingchi standing at the door.

He was wearing a white shirt with the top two buttons undone, revealing the obvious collarbone.The cuffs were rolled up a bit, exposing his muscular arms.Under the light, there was no expression on that handsome and flawless face, maybe it was because of the soft eyes, which made him much more gentle.

Song Yuan quickly looked away, nodded, and walked downstairs.

Gu Yingchi followed behind him, and the two went downstairs one after the other.

Gu Yuhe was sitting at the dining table playing games, when he saw the two of them coming down, he immediately put away his phone and smiled brightly at Gu Yingchi, "Uncle, there will be a parent-teacher meeting after the monthly exam, uncle, will you come then? "

"Your mother will be back by then." Gu Ying said calmly.

When Gu Yuhe heard it, his whole body was like a deflated balloon, with his head drooping and lack of energy, "I don't want my mother to hold a parent-teacher meeting, she is too wordy."

He thought again that he had changed classes, even if his mother was long-winded, but Lao Wu is good, he is not afraid of long-winded, and instantly became happy again.

Song Yuan ate his meal slowly, thinking in his mind: The total money for the three drafts is [-], after deducting the money that needs to be repaid, and the rent money, there is still [-], which is enough for two months' rent.

Thinking of this, he swallowed his last mouthful of rice, put down his chopsticks, looked at Gu Yingchi, and said, "I will move out tomorrow. I have troubled you for the past few days, and thank you too."

Gu Yingchi let out a "hmm", as if he had guessed it, and didn't respond much, "Have you found the house yet?"

"Go find it tomorrow." Song Yuan said.

Gu Yingchi nodded slightly.

Gu Yuhe watched in a daze.

His uncle agreed to that? !

He thought that Gu Yingchi would refuse Song Yuan to leave and let him stay here, so he didn't speak, but Gu Yingchi didn't react much.

"Can't you live here?" Gu Yuhe blinked, and really didn't want him to leave, "We can chat if we have nothing to do, adding a little human flavor to this boring villa."

"You can chat on the phone." Song Yuan said softly.

Gu Yingchi didn't try to persuade him to stay, and according to Song Yuan's personality, even if he wanted Song Yuan to stay, it was useless.

Gu Yuhe sighed, "Okay. Then are you asking for leave to go back to Song's house tomorrow? Song Yao seems to be taking leave these days too. When you go back to pack your things, avoid him, ignore him, and treat him like a mad dog. "

Song Yuan was silent for a moment, "Thank you."

Gu Yuhe waved his hand, with a look of embarrassment, "You're welcome, you're welcome, I'll go to your house to play after your house is rented."

Song Yuan agreed, and after returning to the room, he found that the mobile phone was constantly vibrating, and there were many people on Weibo, as well as various private messages.

At the top is the message of the third guest: "The painting is very beautiful, thank you madam, the money has been transferred to the wife's account. In addition, I saw someone hanging up with the wife in other places, madam please clarify, I think This man is disgusting."

The message was followed by a Weibo, Song Yuan clicked in, and saw that he was hung up by a person named "Two Thorn Round Tree Hole".

The Weibo text only has the date. Below are a few pictures. The first one is the contributor's brief explanation of the reason for his posting.The second and third are chat records, and the fourth is his Weibo ID.

Song Yuan clicked on the first picture.

"Hi Dongdong, I would like to share with Mrs. 2Y who was on the hot search a few days ago and participated in the "Power and Desire" fanart competition. This lady agreed to accept three drafts and rank them according to private messages. I am the first One, it was said by my wife, you can see the screenshot of P2. Because I was too busy studying here, I didn’t have time to reply to the message. When I hurriedly finished my homework to reply, I found that this lady automatically sent me a message without my consent. Count me as canceling the draft. It’s too annoying to think about it, so I’m going to complain. I don’t understand how this lady can do this. Is it noble because she is popular? Why don’t you respect people? After we agreed, we just slandered me casually, wasting time. The chat history is on P3, everyone can take a look."

All the chat records of P3 are only partially intercepted and merged into one picture.The first half is a private letter from the drafter, and Song Yuan asked him for a character design.The second half is Song Yuan asking if the draft is really offered, and if there is no reply when the time is up, it will be cancelled.

The time was changed by P, and there was an interval of nearly twenty hours in the middle, but the interval by P was only 10 minutes.

Song Yuan was slightly taken aback, not knowing why this person did this.

He said thank you to the third customer, and replied that the fourth customer had received the money, and then took screenshots of all the chat records of the first customer, and posted them on Weibo without any words.

Due to the high popularity of the Weibo that he was linked to, many people reposted his Weibo and started eating melons as soon as he posted it.

Within a few minutes, the person concerned reposted and commented: I didn't expect my wife not only to draw well, but also not to see any traces of P in the picture.

The yin and yang are so weird that the people who eat melons don't know who to believe, they ridicule from both sides, and the comments are chaotic.

Song Yuan recorded another video, and after posting it, he quit Weibo, washed up and went to bed, and didn't take this matter to heart.

The next day, he called Lao Wu to ask for leave, packed his things, and cleaned the guest room before leaving.

Gu Yingchi and Gu Yuhe were not there when they left, and the moment the villa gate was closed, the originally quiet surroundings became even more dead silent.

On the way back to Song's house by taxi, Song Yuan checked the house rental information on his mobile phone, and finally saw a community near the school.Two bedrooms and one living room only cost 500 yuan a month, while others pay [-] yuan a month.The number of views is also very high, but I don't know why it has not been rented out for a week.

Song Yuan called through the phone number left above.

"Which one?" The moment the phone was connected, the voice was still full of displeasure with a heavy sleepiness.

Song Yuan was stunned, and said softly: "Hello, is this Mr. Su? I want to rent the apartment in the "Fangyuan" community. I didn't know you were sleeping beforehand. I'm sorry to disturb you. I'll call you in the afternoon .”

"I was woken up, how could I still be able to sleep." Although the other party was still a little upset, his tone was much better than before, and he asked, "Do you have a dog?"

"No."

"How old are you? What are you doing?"

"Eighteen, student."

"I can rent the house to you, just two requirements: First, I need to know your name, contact information, school information and your ID number. Second, I will tell you the second point after we meet."

After Song Yuan agreed to come down, the other party hung up the phone directly, and sent him the meeting time and meeting place not long after.

The car stopped at the gate of Song's villa, and Song Yuan got out of the car after paying.

The door was locked, and a password or fingerprint was required, and Song Yuan didn't have any of them.He rang the doorbell and waited for several minutes but no one answered.

In fact, in the final analysis, there is nothing to clean up, just some homework and the ring that Gu Yingchi gave him.

You don't have to do homework, but Gu Yingchi's ring has to be taken away.

There was apparently no one in the villa.Since the appointment with someone was tomorrow, and there was nothing to do now, Song Yuan sat on the stone steps beside him, waiting patiently.

In the end, he fell asleep in a daze, until he was awakened by the high beam of the car.

When he opened his eyes, he realized that it was already dark, and he just sat on the stone steps and slept for eight hours.

Master Song’s car stopped at the entrance of the villa, the door opened, Master Song got out of the car, and when he saw Song Yuan, his ugly face became even uglier, and he sneered, “You still know how to come back, I thought you’d never come back if your wings were hardened. I'm back at Song's house."

Song Yuan didn't speak, but glanced at the back seat.

Song Yao was helping Mrs. Song to get off the car.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and Song Yao has a few wounds on his face. It looks like he was caught, and he looks a little embarrassed and listless.

Mrs. Song's face was pale and frightening, her legs and head were still wrapped in bandages, her eyes were dull, she seemed to have lost her soul, and she looked exactly like the two people she saw in the hospital before.

Seeing Song Yuan, Song Yao was taken aback for a moment, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Song Yuan, you are back. During the few days when you were not at home, my parents and I were very worried about you. What's the matter with you?" Yeah? You didn't say a word after you left the hospital, which made us worry for so long."

"Song Yuan is back?" The word Song Yuan was like a bomb, which brought back the light in Mrs. Song's eyes.She turned her head to look at Song Yuan, as if she had been ignited. She wanted to hit Song Yuan with all her teeth and claws. Because she was being pulled by Song Yao, she could only writhe in place. Soon her hair became messy, matching her His actions seemed like a lunatic who had lost his sanity.

"Mom, it's Song Yuan who's back, calm down, don't scare him." Having said that, Song Yao let go of Mrs. Song's hand, smiling all over his face.

Without the confinement, Mrs. Song ran to Song Yuan and started punching and kicking, but she missed a single one and was quickly avoided by Song Yuan.

Staring at Mrs. Song's hideous and distorted appearance, Song Yuan frowned.

The changes have been too great. Mrs. Song now looks as if her brain was damaged by a car accident, causing her to become manic and unconscious.

"Mom is too strong, I didn't catch it for a while, I'm sorry Song Yuan, you won't be angry, right?" Song Yao stepped forward to grab Mrs. Song, and grinned at Song Yuan without any embarrassment.

He unlocked the door with his fingerprints, and sighed, "We all forgot about you, and didn't remember to let you enter your fingerprints, Song Yuan, don't mind, we didn't ignore you on purpose."

Song Yuan only felt that he was noisy.

"Aren't you going to help your mother go in?" Master Song stared at Song Yuan condescendingly, and ordered: "Come to my study at night, I have something to say to you."

Song Yuan thought of what he said in front of Gu Yingchi before, guessed what he was going to say to himself, and said softly, "I'm here to pack things."

Master Song raised his eyebrows as if he had heard something ridiculous, "You pack your things? What, you still want to leave the Song family? Where do you want to go after leaving the Song family? Do you think there is a place for you in R city? If you don't weigh yourself, you don't think that knowing Gu Yingchi will be all right? Hehe, he is the most indifferent person, do you think he will pity you? Stupid! Laugh!"

Song Yao turned his head and glanced at Song Yuan when he heard the words.

Packing up, tidy up?Leaving the Song family?He was finally willing to leave?

The corners of her mouth rose wildly, and the hand supporting Mrs. Song was slightly forced because she was too excited. Mrs. Song slapped Song Yao hard on the forehead in pain.

"Crack." The loud voice shattered the surrounding silence, and Song Yao was staggered by the beating.

"You want to kill me, don't you?" Mrs. Song threw off Song Yao rudely, and walked into the room by herself.

Song Yao looked at her limping back with vicious eyes. For a moment, a thought flashed in his mind: I'm so annoying, I'll kill her.

What the hell, come on, kill her.

Such a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, and Song Yao was taken aback for a moment, almost thinking he had said it.

But he knew that he didn't open his mouth, and the voice wasn't his voice, so he looked around and he was slightly relieved to make sure that no one was there.

Hallucination.

He was going crazy after being tormented by Mrs. Song recently.Thinking of this, Song Yao clenched his fists and gritted his teeth with boredom on his face.

Song Yuan didn't answer Master Song's words, and went back to the room directly.

Simply packed his things, when he opened the drawer, he found it was empty.

The ring is gone.

When I looked up, I saw Song Yao standing at the door, staring at him with a smile, and said slowly, "What are you looking for?"

"Return the ring to me." Song Yuan closed the drawer, not wanting to talk nonsense with Song Yao.

"Oh, what ring did you ask me for, and I don't have a ring." Song Yao looked surprised and innocent, and then seemed to think of something, clapped his hands and said: "Did you lose the ring? Where did you get the ring? No matter what." How to put it, I really didn't take your ring. Although I want to help you, there is no way."

In the end, the smile on the corner of his mouth was completely uncontrollable, almost twitching, causing his original face to be distorted.

"Do you want me to call the police?" Song Yuan asked calmly.

Hearing this, Song Yao's face changed slightly.

Then he laughed again, spread his hands and said, "I threw it away, and I threw it in the yard outside, you can go find it. Maybe Aunt Zhang picked it up, and Aunt Zhang has asked for leave again these days. What should I do? You are unlucky, who is to blame. You see, I didn't take this ring, but I just threw it away as garbage, and it's useless for you to call the police. "

Song Yuan ignored him.

Under the dim light, his eyes were half downcast, his lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and his expression was cold.

The surroundings became quiet, Song Yao felt uncomfortable, thinking that he was going to get out anyway, since he was the one who got out on his own initiative, the reward should be returned to him, so he took out the ring from his pocket, turned around and threw it back Go, "Oh, I remembered, it's with me. It's a broken thing, you still think it's a treasure, so I'll return it to you."

The ring flashed across the air, shining brightly, and quickly fell into it.Song Yuan quickly took a few steps forward, raised his hand, changed his position as the ring fell, and finally managed to catch the ring.

The palm of his hand hurt slightly from being smashed, and soon turned red. Song Yuan rubbed his palm, looked at the ring in his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and put it in his pocket.

Then he raised his head and walked out of the room with a cold expression.

Song Yao was sitting on the sofa downstairs, and was talking to Mrs. Song beside him. Maybe he was afraid that Song Yuan would not hear him, so he purposely spoke loudly, "Mom, Song Yuan seems to be leaving because of me. I don't want to let He left, but he didn't listen to me, what should I do, I'd better pack up and leave. This place doesn't belong to me, I should go. "

He threw himself into Mrs. Song's arms, his shoulders trembling, he looked like he was crying, but actually he laughed silently and ferociously.

Song Yuan was almost tired of hearing those few words, and stood at the stairs with a blank face, quietly watching Song Yao's acting.

I don't know which word irritated Mrs. Song. Mrs. Song, who had been cursing, was quiet for a moment, her eyes finally brightened, and her expression softened.She touched Song Yao's head, "Don't cry, Mom won't let you go, don't worry, I will talk to Song Yuan properly."

Song Yuan turned around and entered Song Yao's room, and came out after a while, returned to his room, picked up his schoolbag and prepared to leave.

It was already dark outside, and Song Yuan was so hungry that he just wanted to go out and eat something casually.

As soon as the door was opened, Mrs. Song walked in.

She changed her clothes and tidied her hair. She was no longer as crazy as before, and she returned to her original noble and elegant appearance.After coming in, he sat directly on the chair, raised his chin, and signaled Song Yuan to sit too.

Song Yuan didn't move.

Mrs. Song didn't mind either. She took a deep breath and said softly: "Song Yuan, I know I have been sorry to you for so many years, and I will try my best to make it up to you. For so long, I have been thinking about how to make up for you. After all these years No matter what time you want, I can give you what you want now. But you have to be good, don't compete with Yaoyao for the Song family's property, because the Song family's property is It’s reserved for Yaoyao, you know? When you graduate, I’ll let Yaoyao find you a good job in the company, okay?”

"I've also reflected on what Mom did before. It's true that Mom did something wrong. Mom won't be like that in the future. Mom hopes that we can all coexist peacefully in the future."

What she said was a little dry mouthed, and Song Yuan didn't see any reaction.Turning his head to stare at Song Yuan, he saw that the young man with delicate eyebrows and fair skin looked cold and alienated like never before.

Song Yuan raised his head, his tone remained unchanged, "You seem to have made a mistake. I don't want the Song family property."

Before Mrs. Song could be happy, she heard Song Yuan chuckle slightly, leaning back slightly, leaning back against the wall, and said calmly, "My surname is Song, not Song from the Song family, but Song from Song Mingchao. My name is Song. The household registration has not been registered with the Song family from the beginning to the end. To be clear, I am the son of Song Mingchao, not Song Zhongxian's son, I hope you can understand this matter."

That cold and indifferent appearance does not look like a young boy at all, but looks like a man who has experienced everything and is completely used to it.This made Mrs. Song extremely strange, as if she had never known him before.

Mrs. Song was shocked, and it was too late to be curious about other things. She stood up suddenly, and was so angry that she squeezed out a sentence for a long time, pointing at Song Yuan, "You... don't you care about me as a mother? I am your biological mother, Song Zhong Xian is your biological father, how can you say that you are Song Mingchao's son? Song Yuan, do you know what nonsense you are talking about?"

"That's really strange," Song Yuan said indifferently: "You want Song Yao to be your own son, and leave everything to Song Yao, thinking that I am an outsider. Now why are you talking about my father as Song Zhong?" Is it time to talk? Didn't you never want to have my son, and hoped that I would disappear? "

Song Yuan picked up his schoolbag and walked outside: "Now it's as you wish."

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