I am a rich man

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Seeing Song Yuan indifferently, as if saying another fact, Master Song's eyes were a little horrified, then he smiled angrily, pointed at Song Yuan, and choked out a sentence for a long time, "I am your biological father. , You actually said that you have nothing to do with us? Song Yuan, have you forgotten your surname?! Your surname is Song!"

"I've said it since the day I left the Song family." Song Yuan said quietly, "I am Song Mingchao's son, not Song Zhongxian's. Your son is Song Yao, not me."

There were more and more students gathered around, and Master Song couldn't express his anger, so he managed to force out a sentence, "Are you determined to make trouble here?"

Song Yao just walked in from the school gate at this time, saw Master Song, glanced at Song Yuan, could feel the atmosphere of the two people's swords being tense, walked quickly to Master Song and said softly: "Dad, don't be angry, Song Yuan doesn't want to It's understandable to go back... He must have been very sad before, and left home, and now he's used to living outside alone, so it's normal not to want to go back."

Master Song suppressed his anger after being persuaded by him, and quickly noticed that Song Yao deliberately said "one person" in a harsh tone, frowned, and became suspicious in his heart.

Song Yuan is alone, how can he live outside without money?And live well.

Could it be that he really fell in love with Gu Yingchi and was taken care of by Gu Yingchi?

Thinking of this, Master Song was even more furious. He felt that Song Yuan would not shed tears when he saw the coffin, so he stared at Song Yuan with blazing eyes, and said in a deep voice, "You come home with me immediately, and I will clean you up when I get home. It's okay Little, no rules. Get in the car."

Song Yuan looked at him with an expression on his face, without moving.

"Song Yuan, I don't want to make too much trouble at the gate of your school." Master Song said coldly, "Forget it, your classmates will talk about you in class tomorrow."

If he doesn't go, Mr. Song will use force. He can't avoid going to Song's house.

Song Yuan frowned, turned on the phone to record and got in the car.

He will leave after watching Mrs. Song.

Master Song thought he had thought it through and compromised, and the previous unhappiness disappeared.

Song Yao was a little surprised, he didn't expect Song Yuan to get into the car like this, he thought he would have a big fight with Master Song.

He opened the car door, sat beside Song Yuan, and stared at Song Yuan.

The lights in the car were not turned on, and it was very dark. As the car drove, only the lights on the side of the road came in, revealing that delicate and cold face.

Noticing his gaze, Song Yuan turned to look at him with no waves in his eyes.

The two looked at each other calmly, Song Yao was defeated first, turned his eyes away, and hid his unease, "Song Yuan, where do you live?"

Song Yuan ignored him.

Master Song said displeased: "Didn't you hear Yaoyao asking you? Can't speak?"

Song Yuan: "No."

"You..." Master Song slammed on the brakes, stopped the car, turned his head and glared at Song Yuan, "You are really hopeless!"

Song Yuan opened the car window, looked at the night outside, and ignored Master Song.

Master Song held back the unhappiness in his heart, thought of Mrs. Song, and drove back to the villa.

After Song Yuan got off the car, he went straight to Mrs. Song's room.

She was sitting on the bed, muttering something, and when she got close, she could hear the word Song Yuan.

Song Yuan stood beside her, silent.

Mrs. Song glanced at him, but no one knew who he was. He was still talking about Song Yuan, his eyes were blurred, and his expression was crazy. It didn't seem like he only remembered Song Yuan and wanted to see Song Yuan's appearance, but thought of Song Yuan when he was crazy. I only remember the word Song Yuan, so I keep repeating it.

"Song Yuan is here." Master Song grabbed Mrs. Song, pointed at Song Yuan, and said with a smile: "He's here, right here, see if you can recognize him?"

Mrs. Song pushed Master Song away, looked at Song Yuan for a while, then turned her head to cover herself, resisting seeing people, but still kept talking.

Master Song frowned and looked at Song Yuan, "Your mother has been talking about you, and you are here to accompany your mother. I have a job, and Song Yao has to practice piano and do homework."

Song Yuan didn't respond to his words, just sat on the chair, staring down at Mrs. Song who kept shaking her head while hiding under the quilt.

Master Song left.

Song Yao just said "get along well" and closed the door directly to the piano room.

He originally wanted to practice the piano, but when he opened the door, he saw the smashed piano. He frowned and froze, and called Aunt Zhang to ask, "What's going on?"

"I was just about to tell the young master... After you left, the madam suddenly came to this room and smashed the piano." Aunt Zhang looked guilty, "Master, it's my fault, I didn't close the room properly, take care of the madam .”

Song Yao just looked at Aunt Zhang without saying a word, and smiled after a while.

Looking at his expression, Aunt Zhang thought that he would not blame her. Just as she was about to thank her, she heard Song Yao say, "Since you know it's my fault, pack up your things and leave. I'll let Dad pay you the salary."

Aunt Zhang was stunned. She couldn't believe what she heard. She opened her mouth and didn't say a word for a long time.

Song Yao actually wanted to fire him?

She has worked in the Song family for so long, and now because Mrs. Song smashed the piano, Song Yao wants to fire her?

What does Mrs. Song have to do with the piano she smashed?

"Master, I really know I was wrong about this matter, Master, please don't fire me." Aunt Zhang's brain was extremely confused, she subconsciously grabbed Song Yao, and begged, "Please don't fire me, Master, I really know I was wrong I'm going to find someone to help the young master fix the piano."

"No need." Song Yao threw off Aunt Zhang irritably, frowned and said disgustedly: "Don't touch me too, if you keep pestering me, your salary will not be paid to you. You can tell Dad, Dad may also keep you, But you remember, I'm already very upset with you, and I can't guarantee what I will do in the future."

This is to make her go, and if she doesn't go, force her to go.

Aunt Zhang fell to the ground like a fool, looking at Song Yao's leaving back, unable to recover.

How did Song Yao become like this?

No matter what she did wrong before, Song Yao would not bother with her, and even comfort her in turn, what's going on now?

Completely turned into another person.

*

The room was extremely silent, and Mrs. Song stopped chanting, she just knelt there with her head covered, and it was funny when she tilted her head and peeked at Song Yuan from time to time.

Song Yuan was sitting on the side reading a book, the only sound in the room was the sound of pages being turned.

Mrs. Song was anxious, she poked her head out and stared at Song Yuan, her expression seemed normal.

In the next second, as if she couldn't accept that there were people in the room, she picked up the thing next to her and hit Song Yuan.

Song Yuan didn't raise his eyelids, but just lifted the book up a bit, blocked the thing, moved the book back to the original viewing position, and continued to read the words in the book.

The small mirror fell to the ground with a "bang", and the mirror surface was completely shattered.

Mrs. Song got angry, and stood up with barking teeth and claws to catch Song Yuan.

Thinking of seeing Song Yao in the morning, knowing that Mrs. Song had caught him, Song Yuan got up to avoid Mrs. Song.

Aunt Zhang wanted to come in and talk to Mrs. Song about Song Yao, but when she opened the door and saw Mrs. Song's crazy appearance, she knew she had no choice but to stand at the door in great disappointment.

Song Yuan was about to leave the room when he saw Aunt Zhang startled, and passed her by with a calm expression.

All the arrogance and anger he faced before disappeared without a trace, and Aunt Zhang couldn't say a word.

She might not be able to work in the Song family, and she dared not be as sarcastic as before.

Master Song came out of the study with his mobile phone, saw Song Yuan standing in the corridor, frowned, and reprimanded with displeasure, "What are you doing? Why are you standing here if you don't go with your mother?"

"What she needs now is treatment." The phone vibrated, and Song Yuan took out the phone to look at it. When he saw the message from Gu Yingchi, his tightly pursed lips slightly raised, and he tapped the keyboard with his fingers. message back.

Gu Yingchi: "I'll pick you up."

Song Yuan: "Do you know where I am?"

Gu Yingchi: "Gu Yuhe went back to get things, and saw you and Song Yao went back to Song's house together. Wait for me."

Mr. Song noticed the change in his expression, wondered what he was happy for and at the same time felt that he was mocking himself, covered his phone, stared at him and said, "Of course I know. Your mother misses you, so you can stay with your mother." Hurry up. You are not allowed to leave today, just stay here with your mother, do you hear?"

"You have been Mrs. Song's husband and wife for many years. It's better to have you by my side." Song Yuan put away his phone and said softly, "Mrs. Song doesn't remember me, so it's useless for me to accompany you."

"Father, forget it, let's take mom to the hospital tomorrow." Song Yao heard the movement coming out of the room, shook his head and said, "It's already very late, there is still class tomorrow, let Song Yuan go back."

"Yaoyao, go back to your room and continue doing your homework, Song Yuan, don't leave, I'll talk to you after I finish the call." Master Song left a sentence involuntarily, walked to the balcony and continued to make calls.

Mrs. Song in the room started screaming "Ahhh" again and went crazy, the door was not closed, so the sound could be heard by those present.

Song Yao ignored it and turned back to the room.Master Song, who was standing on the balcony, already had an undisguised annoyance on his face.

Aunt Zhang stood aside, looking like a wooden man with no soul, no one cared about Mrs. Song.

Song Yuan went back to the room and took a look. Mrs. Song was sitting on the bed. When she saw Song Yuan coming, she rolled her eyes and muttered: "Thirsty, drink water."

Song Yuan went downstairs and poured her a glass of warm water, and when she handed it to Mrs. Song, she seemed to be awake, held the glass and drank it quietly, and finally returned the glass to Song Yuan, staring at Song Yuan, as if she was Curious about who Song Yuan was, he finally said two words, "Thank you."

Song Yuan didn't speak, and left with the cup.

"Ahhh!" Mrs. Song stood up, caught up, and grabbed Song Yuan to prevent Song Yuan from leaving, "Come with me, play with me."

She shook Song Yuan's arm, pulling Song Yuan back involuntarily.

Song Yao passed by the door, left a strange smile when he saw this scene and left.

Song Yuan broke Mrs. Song's hand away, and wanted to say something, but Mrs. Song immediately hit her.

She was normal for a while and went crazy for a while, and she changed too quickly.

Song Yuan decided not to stay here to waste time, avoided Mrs. Song's hand and retreated to the door, and closed the door at the moment Mrs. Song wanted to rush over to beat someone.

Mr. Song had already finished the phone call, just came back, and saw him frowning, "What are you doing? Let you accompany your mother to coax your mother, what are you doing behind closed doors? Fortunately, your mother is still thinking about you, so you treat me like this fuck you?"

Song Yuan raised his eyes, and said indifferently: "Master Song, as Mrs. Song's husband, doesn't care about his wife and doesn't send his wife to the hospital. He doesn't seem to have the right to criticize me."

A flash of anger flashed in Master Song's eyes, and he immediately raised his hand, "Listen, is this what you should say to your elders and your father? You still talk back when you say something to you."

Song Yuan took a step back.

Master Song's slap never came down, because Song Yao came up.

Master Song immediately withdrew his hand and smiled, "What's wrong with Yaoyao? Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay." Song Yao persuaded with the same gentle appearance, "Dad, don't be angry."

He only said this, didn't say anything else, and didn't enter the room, but stared at Song Yuan with a smile in his eyes.

Master Song coughed and glared at Song Yuan, "You are really getting more and more uneducated. I knew you were hopeless, so I didn't bring you home. You didn't thank me for bringing you back. In my eyes, if your mother is crazy, maybe she was restrained by you."

Song Yao pulled his lips when he heard this sentence, showing a sneering smile.

Song Yuan was expressionless, "So why did you ask me to come back this time?"

Mr. Song was blocked by his attitude and couldn't say anything. He clutched his chest and felt that he was about to faint from anger. Finally, he gave up talking to Song Yuan and went into the room to comfort Mrs. Song.

As soon as he entered, he was hit in the face by Mrs. Song with a slipper. Mr. Song howled subconsciously. After realizing it, he quickly closed the door, covered his head with his hands, looked at Mrs. Song, and lowered his voice, "Are you finished?" Is it over?"

"Get out, get out." Mrs. Song picked up the pillow and threw it at Master Song, shouting indiscriminately, "Get out!"

While hiding, Master Song said, "I really don't know why you are so crazy all of a sudden, don't worry."

Outside the door, Song Yao walked up to Song Yuan and stopped, "Is it uncomfortable? How sad to have such a father, tsk tsk tsk, I can't stand listening to it anymore. How pitiful."

"Now he's your father."

Song Yao didn't answer, just stared at Song Yuan, trying to see some expression changes on his face, but there was none.

From the beginning to the end, Song Yuan didn't have any expression changes.

Song Yao clicked his tongue, somewhat disappointed, "I thought you would be hurt, but you didn't feel anything at all. Song Yuan, you really look like a robot."

"You might as well guess, who am I? Where do I come from?" He suddenly took a step closer to Song Yuan, showing a bright smile, "I bet you can't guess."

The affirmative tone made Song Yuan's eyes sink.

A few seconds later, Master Song came out of the room and saw Song Yuan leaving in a bad mood.

Mrs. Song in the room opened her teeth and claws as if she was injured, and she had to show her claws to protect her cat.

Song Yao stood at the door, stared condescendingly at Mrs. Song for a moment, sneered, covered the disdain and annoyance in his eyes, turned back to his room, thought of something and smiled:

"By the way, Song Yuan, I have converted your room into a piano room. I don't have your room at home now. I'm sorry. If you want to sleep here, please make do with Aunt Zhang's room, or Storage room downstairs."

Song Yuan withdrew his gaze from looking at Mrs. Song, went downstairs and left without saying a word.

After he left, Master Song went out to look for him.

"Where is Song Yuan?" He was still waiting for Song Yuan to stay and take care of Mrs. Song, but he didn't expect that Song Yuan had already left, so he kicked the sofa angrily, "What a worry-free thing! If I knew this, I shouldn't have Pick him up. It's really unlucky."

The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it, and his stern face was full of anger.

Aunt Zhang stood aside and wanted to talk to him. Seeing him like that, she hesitated for a long time before she spoke, "Master, Song Yao told me to leave here and wants to resign me. I don't want to leave."

Master Song frowned when he heard the words, thinking that she usually had a good relationship with Mrs. Song, but now Mrs. Song is crazy, and waved his hand, "You don't need to stay at home, you go take care of Madam, and your salary remains the same."

Aunt Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately nodded, agreeing happily.

Master Song was sitting on the sofa when his cell phone rang suddenly.

It was a call from an unfamiliar number, and after answering the call, there was an extremely sharp voice, "Song Zhongxian! I have raised your son for so many years, and you just want to give me that little money? Let me tell you, there is no way! You have to Give me 100 million more! Otherwise, I'll go to your house to make trouble! See you in City R before you transfer the money to the card I sent you tomorrow!"

*

The night was dark and the breeze was breezy. Song Yuan walked along the side of the road for 2 minutes, and then saw a black car slowly approaching and parked beside him.

The tall and slender man got out of the car, put the coat in his hand on him, and rubbed his head, "Are you sleepy?"

After he mentioned it, Song Yuan felt that his eyes were a little sore, and he blinked, "It's okay."

There was a pleasant smell on the man's body, which seemed to be the fragrance of tea leaves, and it was sent to the tip of his nose with the cold wind blowing.

Song Yuan stared at the man's indifferent but slightly warm face, and smiled with his lips drawn.

Gu Yingchi opened the co-pilot's door, Song Yuan said thank you, sat in, and buckled the seat belt.

The car started, and the heater quickly warmed up Song Yuan's cold hands and feet. After a 10-minute journey, Song Yuan was already asleep when he arrived.

His head was tilted to the car window, his lips were pursed, his face was fair without any blemishes, and the soft light warmed the corners of his eyes.

Song Yuan opened his eyes, and looked at Gu Yingchi with a blurry vision. Because he was not sober, he was a little dazed, which was very different from his usual self.

Gu Yingchi couldn't help laughing lowly, unfastened his seat belt, and approached him, "Sanyuan."

Song Yuan gave an indistinct "hmm", looked at the face close at hand and then realized that he was still in the car, backed up and yawned, and said with closed eyes: "Are you there yet?"

"Well, go back to sleep." Gu Yingchi reached out and rubbed his head.

"Don't rub it." The drowsiness struck again, Song Yuan grabbed Gu Yingchi's arm to stop his movement, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and subconsciously said: "The hair is all messed up."

"I'll fix it for you." Gu Yingchi smiled, knowing that he was not very conscious, he quickly helped him fix his hair, got out of the car, and opened the passenger door.

Song Yuan got out of the car, most of his drowsiness disappeared suddenly due to the cool wind.

"I'll carry you up." Gu Yingchi turned his back to him.

"No need." The last bit of drowsiness disappeared, Song Yuan closed the passenger door, walked upstairs, and said, "I'm going home, and you should go back soon. Good night, Gu Yingchi."

He tilted his head and smiled at Gu Yingchi, his eyes were as bright as stars.

"Good night." The heart was gently pressed by that smile, and Gu Yingchi's voice was slightly hoarse, mixed with infinite tenderness.

*

Song Yuan took a shower and sat at the table while wiping his hair. Thinking of Song Yao's sudden words in the Song family villa, he turned on the phone to record, and fast forwarded to Song Yao's words.

"You might as well guess, who am I? Where do I come from? I bet you can't guess." Song Yuan frowned at the smiling words.

Why is Song Yao so sure that he can't guess?

Based on what?

Song Yuan took out the hair dryer, and after drying his hair, a notification message came from his phone. When he opened it, it was a Weibo message, reminding him that Yue Shanshui had posted on Weibo.

Click to enter a video.

The title only has three words, "Wangyue Mountain."

The release time was yesterday, and it happened that Gu Yingchi came back yesterday.

Song Yuan turned on the video.

The video is only 10 minutes long, and it is played at accelerated speed when on the road, and at normal speed when explaining.Then there was the No.1 mountain climbing video, in addition to the cold wind, there was only heavy panting?Quiet.

There were a bunch of shouts and screams across the top of the screen, and there were all kinds of people called husbands, so densely packed that it was impossible to see the video clearly.

Song Yuan had no choice but to close the barrage.

After reaching the summit, the video camera cuts to the sky.

It was dark and the moon came out from behind the clouds.

In the video, the full moon is close and bright, and the silvery-white moonlight shines on the top of the mountain, making the dark surroundings brighter.

The camera turns to the back of Yue Shanshui, and you can see that the top of the mountain is not very big, and the back of Yue Shanshui is empty, and you will fall into it if you are not careful.

Yue Shanshui sat on the ground, took out a bottle of water from his backpack and drank it all, and said, "When you climb to the top of Wangyue Mountain, you can enjoy the moon at a close distance, so this mountain is called Wangyue Mountain."

As soon as the deep and magnetic voice stopped, the video ended. There were a lot of surprises in the comments that he suddenly updated, and some people complained that it was too short and urged to update.

Before Song Yuan lay on the bed and fell asleep, he vaguely felt that the name Moon Moon Mountain sounded familiar, as if he had heard it before.

But he couldn't remember.

The dreamland was full of thick mist, floating like it was alive.

Song Yuan was trapped in the fog, unable to see clearly.

After a while, there was the sound of steady footsteps, as if someone was walking towards him.

As the footsteps approached, the fog gradually receded.

Someone stopped in front of him and raised his hand to touch his head.

The feeling of familiarity made Song Yuan open his eyes wide, trying to see who the person in front of him was, but all he saw was darkness, nothing else.

The hand disappeared, and when Song Yuan felt that he was about to be engulfed by the surrounding fog again, the sound of two people's conversation rang in his ears.

"Yesterday he got emotional and hurt himself."

"Does he know he's hurting himself?"

"I don't know, I didn't realize when I hurt myself, and I didn't remember it at all when I woke up. I told him that he fell down."

"I suggest you take him to the hospital. If he doesn't receive treatment like this, he will get worse."

"He doesn't fit in the hospital."

At the end of a few words of dialogue, the voice of the banquet was full of gentle smiles, "Wangyue Mountain seems very interesting. I heard that there is a place where you can see the moon at a close distance. Shall we go?"

That's right, he remembered that once the two of them planned to go to Wangyue Mountain, but because of his illness the next day, they didn't go.

Yan Ciyue took care of him for three days at that time, and Song Yuan also forgot about it after his health recovered.

Song Yuan was still a little confused when he woke up, sat on the bed for a while, and then gradually recovered, got up to wash up.

While brushing his teeth, he stared at himself in the mirror, and the nonsensical conversations in the dream echoed in his ears.

He didn't know what those conversations meant, who the "he" was in the two people's mouths, but he heard that the person who spoke first was Yan Ciyue.

Was this conversation really just a dream of his?

If not, who is Yan Ciyue talking to?Who is the "he" in the mouth?

If it was a dream, why would he suddenly have such a strange dream.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year.

感谢在2021-02-1023:57:11~2021-02-1123:45:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 1 maple falls in the wind;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Lingling; 2 bottles of MoMo and Shangguan Lingyao; 1 bottle of Fengyun and Silent Decadence;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!