I am a rich man

The mirror with a few drops of water reflected his appearance, and Song Yuan felt more and more unfamiliar as he looked at it. He washed off the foam from the corners of his mouth, wiped the mirror clean, changed his clothes and went to have breakfast after washing.

After the chicken wings barked a few times, Song Yuan realized that the basin was out of water, so he added water again.

After breakfast and washing the dishes, Song Yuan put on a hat and scarf, covered himself tightly, and went out.

Recently, the temperature has started to drop below zero, and when we go out, there is a biting wind blowing on our face, which makes people almost unable to stand still.

Song Yuan stuffed his hands into his pockets to insulate him from the coldness brought by the wind, and walked to the bus stop to wait for the bus.

After 3 minutes, the bus stopped and Song Yuan got on the bus to insert coins.

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and the smell was a bit unpleasant. There were many people around and crowded. Song Yuan put on his earphones, grabbed the rings, and stood upright. No matter how bumpy the bus was, he didn't move.

"Is it Song Yuan?" The girl sitting next to him glanced at him, recognized who he was, and then began to discuss in a low voice, "He looks so good, who is going to ask him for his contact information?"

"There are too many people, this is not good."

"When he gets off the car, we'll go ask for it together."

The people around could hear the discussion of several people, but Song Yuan didn't hear it while wearing earphones, and only when he got off the car and walked to the school gate did he hear someone calling himself.

"Song Yuan, wait a minute."

The girl with the ponytail caught up, a little out of breath because of the trot, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes shone with shyness, "Okay, can you give me your WeChat ID? I... want to discuss studying with you. "

She was clutching her clothes nervously, and the shy look on her face made it clear at a glance that the study she said was just a cover.

"I have someone I like." Song Yuan said bluntly without beating around the bush.

The girl didn't expect to get such an answer, she froze in place, bit her lip, "Ah, that's it, I interrupted you abruptly, I'm sorry, don't mind."

She took a step back and lowered her head in frustration.

Song Yuan passed by her.

The girl still couldn't help but looked up at him, seeing his clean and flawless profile, she was very moved.

The boy who didn't wear school uniform chased after her, saw her like that, and said cautiously: "Xiao Xiao, don't be sad, what's so special about that kind of person, he's not as handsome as I look."

As he spoke, he stroked his hair and made a head shake that he thought was handsome.

Xiao Xiao ignored him and walked towards the school.

The boy continued: "Xiao Xiao, if you are unhappy, I'll beat that person up! Ask him to obediently give you his contact information, okay?"

"Don't make any trouble." Xiao Xiao said annoyedly.

The other female students had already caught up, grabbed Xiao Xiao, and asked all kinds of questions.

"Xiao Xiao, are you coming?"

"No, he said he has someone he likes."

"Ah... I haven't heard of it. I haven't seen anyone on the forum say who he is with, and who he is close to. Oh, I have peace of mind, could it be her? No way, they don't look worthy at all .”

"Relax? It's possible, they are very close. And Gu Yuhe, the three of them often eat together."

Xiao Xiao was taken aback when she heard the words, and said "oh", "That's it, let's forget it. I just... want to try it, but I don't like his type."

The boy noticed her slightly clenched hands into fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Xiao, don't be unhappy, it's that Song Yuan who doesn't know what to do, I'll teach him for you."

"Okay, don't talk any more. You don't have to teach me a lesson. Are you a bandit?" Xiao Xiao was very upset.

Hu Xingwei closed his mouth, feeling a little aggrieved, but didn't say it out.

He could feel that Xiao Xiao was very interested in that Song Yuan.

Since he is interested...he must make Xiao Xiao happy.

Hu Xingwei secretly made up his mind.

*

The location of the math test in the first and second classes did not change, so Lao Wu directly sent the test papers for them to start writing.

The classroom is very quiet, no one speaks, everyone is doing the test paper seriously.

Old Wu took out the magazine to read, looked up from time to time, saw someone frowning because he couldn't write, and smiled, "Everyone, don't be nervous, relax, and write later if you don't know it. Come on!"

Encouraged by him, the students in the classroom became more motivated.

Song Yao handed in the paper after writing for half an hour.

When Lao Wu advised him whether to check again, he refused.

Looking all the way down, Old Wu nodded frequently and praised.

Song Yao returned to his seat under the scrutiny of everyone, and began to write exercises.

"Song Yao, what's your answer to the last question?" the person sitting behind shouted.

Song Yao turned his head and said his answer.

The person who didn't have much hope at first was stunned when he heard the answer, he was relieved to find that it was the same as his own, and thanked Song Yao.

When the second class was about to end, everyone handed in the papers. When Song Yuan came back after handing in the papers, Song Yao stopped him and wanted to check the answers to the multiple-choice questions with him, "Mine is ABBDCDABA, what is yours?"

When he asked this question, the people who heard the answer looked over, looking forward to Song Yuan's answer.

Song Yuan looked at Song Yao indifferently, "Except for the last question, I chose C, and everything else is the same as you."

Disagreement came, and people around were discussing whether the answer was C or A.

Most people think that the correct answer is what Song Yuan said. Some people who chose A refused to believe that they chose wrong, and insisted that Song Yao was right.

Seeing that there was going to be a quarrel, Old Wu coughed lowly, signaling them to be quiet, "I'll find out what the answer is this afternoon."

"Teacher, tell me, what exactly is it?"

"That's right! It's A or C, I'm dying of anxiety."

"Teacher, the answer is C, right?"

A bunch of people booed, Lao Wu opened the test paper, glanced at the last question, smiled and said: "Okay, then I won't ink it, the correct answer is C."

There was a silence in the classroom, and then the students who chose C cheered.

"I just took a look at it. Most of the test papers have been written this time, and the answers are a lot correct." When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Lao Wu got up and gave everyone a thumbs up, "Everyone has made a lot of progress. "

After Lao Wu left, the classroom became noisy, and most people turned their heads to discuss the test papers with others.

Song Yuan took out his drawing book and just started drawing when Gu Yuhe, who was about to sleep, noticed that he was drawing and leaned over to take a look.

In the drawing book is a man's back, his face is slightly tilted, only his chin is exposed, and he wears a watch on his wrist.

Even if you can't see the face clearly, it looks very good-looking.

Gu Yuhe: "Is this my uncle?"

The pen in his hand paused, and Song Yuan asked, "Does it look like it?"

Gu Yuhe nodded, "It feels very similar to me, but I haven't seen my uncle wear this watch before."

Song Yuan let out a "huh", turned the page and continued to draw after finishing the last stroke, remembering that the watch he bought had not been given to Gu Yingchi.

Gu Yuhe fell asleep, and when he woke up, he saw that a man had been drawn on Song Yuan's newly turned page.

It was Gu Yingchi, sitting in the car, with a lazy posture and a slightly sloppy expression.

Gu Yuhe: "Can I take a picture?"

He added, "Show it to my uncle."

Song Yuan paused, "Yes."

With consent, Gu Yuhe took several photos from various angles and sent them to Gu Yingchi.

"Look! My aunt draws my uncle. I think it's very similar, and it looks good. Uncle QWQ, my aunt is amazing. Like it. jpg."

As expected, Gu Yingchi sent him another red envelope.

Gu Yuhe almost laughed so hard that he ran out of the classroom to do a square dance.

Before class, Song Yuan received a message from Gu Yingchi.

"Shall we go to the movies together on Saturday afternoon?" He showed Song Yuan the tickets he had already bought.

Song Yuan stared at the hand in the picture, and replied: "Okay."

*

Saturday is a sunny day, the temperature rose to [-] degrees.

Song Yuan quit his part-time job at the breakfast shop, thanked the boss and returned home.

He took a shower, changed his clothes, picked up the watch he bought earlier and went out.

The two agreed to meet at the mall.

When Song Yuan arrived at the agreed place, Gu Yingchi hadn't come yet.

He sat in a chair and waited, when he suddenly heard the sound of a piano next to him.

There is a piano in the middle of the first floor of the shopping mall. It looks like a boy of eight or nine years old is sitting on a chair and pressing the keys.

His movements were not coherent, he pressed the last note, and then pressed the next note after a few seconds. After a few times, the boy felt a little sad and withdrew his hand.

Seeing that he had been talking to himself, Song Yuan soon had a smile on his face again, and tried playing the piano again.

It's just that this time, before playing twice, a woman squeezed out from the crowd, pulled him and accused him, "Who told you to touch the piano indiscriminately? This piano is very expensive at first glance. You son of a bitch, you broke our match." Can you afford it?"

"I didn't break it." The boy said aggrievedly, "I was very careful."

"Then who told you to touch it? You don't even know how to make a fool of yourself. I'll take care of you when I get home." The woman poked the boy's head with her hand, and said angrily.

"Mom, I like the piano, so I want to play the piano, why did my mother stop me?" After hearing this, the boy shook off the woman's hand, unwilling to leave, "I will continue to play, and the uncles and aunts around think that I play very well." good."

The onlookers echoed, "That's right, the kid plays pretty well. Haven't you learned it? You can play so well without learning it. You have talent and interest in this area. You can cultivate it."

The woman laughed back angrily, "Anyone who is not talented will play the song "Little Star" and it will be so incoherent. Don't confuse my son with nonsense."

As soon as the words came out, the people around were shocked, and a few seconds later, discussions started.

This made the boy who sat in front of the piano and wanted to continue playing pouted, looking like he was about to cry, "I like playing the piano and there is nothing wrong with it. Why does my mother always deny me?"

"What's the use of a piano." The woman said coldly, "Can he make you rich? What else can he do but waste money?"

The boy didn't speak, just lowered his head and put his hands on the piano reluctantly. After 1 minute, he got up, glanced at the piano sadly, sniffed, and was about to leave.

"Okay, I'll let you play, and I'll see what tricks you can come up with." At this time, the woman became annoyed by the accusations of the people next to her, and she didn't intend to tell the boy to leave, but stood aside, crossing her arms and sneering. Said: "Since so many people want to watch you play, you can play it."

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then sat back in front of the piano with some joy, and played "Little Star".

When the last note fell, everyone around applauded. The boy grinned and showed a slightly shy smile.

The woman sarcastically said, "You can only play one piece like this. What kind of piano do you learn?"

"I can do other things." The boy said quickly, putting his hands on the keys, trying to recall the tutorial of another song he had seen before, but he only remembered the beginning, and couldn't continue after playing for more than ten seconds.

Meeting the woman's gaze, the boy lowered his head, "I like the piano...why does mom think the piano is useless..."

The woman who asked this question flew into a rage, feeling that he was trying to make things difficult for her and wanted to embarrass herself outside, so she immediately stepped forward to grab the boy and was about to leave.

"I won't go, I won't go." The boy struggled, his immature voice became a little sharper, "Mom, let me go!"

The people around pointed at the woman and clicked their tongues. The woman's face turned red and she had to put down the boy's hand, "Aren't you going?"

"Don't go, I still want to play... for a while." The boy said with difficulty.

The woman left directly.

The boy wanted to keep up, but the woman walked so fast on purpose that she couldn't keep up at all.

The boy froze in place for a long time.

The people around gradually dispersed. The boy waited for a while, but his mother did not come back, so he sat in front of the piano, touched the keys, and said in frustration, "Mom said the piano is useless. This may be the last time I touch the piano."

"It's useful." A gentle voice sounded from above, the boy looked up and met a fair and delicate face.

He blinked, sat a little to the side, and gave up his seat, "Brother, do you think the piano is useful?"

"If you like it, stick to it, don't care what others say, don't be defined." Song Yuan sat beside him and rubbed his head, "If you're sure you won't regret it, talk to your mother and tell her Your determination."

"I said it, and my mother disagreed." The boy said, "Maybe I played too badly, so my mother disagreed. But I will continue to talk to my mother and tell her my determination."

At the end, the previous sadness was swept away, he smiled happily, stared at Song Yuan expectantly and asked, "Brother, can you also play the piano?"

"Yes." Song Yuan nodded and said with a smile, "What do you want to hear?"

The boy swayed his feet, thought for a while, and pondered: "I want to hear my brother play it for me, anything is fine."

His appearance was so cute that Song Yuan couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his head, and said softly, "Brother, will you play a song you created yourself?"

The boy let out a "wow", his eyes sparkled, and he was full of admiration, "Brother, can you still create your own! Brother, you are so amazing!"

Song Yuan pulled his lips and smiled, put his fingers on the keys and pressed down.

The clean and soothing sound of the piano sounded, as if it had the magic power to wash away all the tiredness, and made the people passing by around stop and look sideways.

The boy sitting in front of the piano was straight, with a cold side face, his eyes were half downcast, and his slender white fingers were pressing the keys, as if he was immersed in his own world, and nothing around him could disturb him.

The sound of the piano echoed around, completely breaking the surrounding noise.There was only the sound of the piano on the floor of silence, and the scalps of passers-by were numb, and gradually gathered around the piano to form a circle.

Someone raised their mobile phone and recorded a video; someone closed their eyes and quietly indulged in the sound of the piano.

The first half of the sound of the piano carries a kind of sadness of separation, and the listener is sad and slightly depressed. In the second half, there is only a sense of excitement after reunion. The scene where a pair of lovers meet again also became excited.

Three slow tones fell, and the nearly 3-minute music ended completely.

The people around haven't reacted yet.

"It's over? This is too soon!"

"I'm going, I feel like my pores have been opened up, and I have goosebumps all over my body."

"Ah... what music do you play? It's very nice."

"It was a bit sad in the front, and it was sad to hear it, but it slowed down in the back. Damn it's so useless, my emotions have been driven by the sound of the piano."

"Normal. Who is playing the piano? Someone invited from the mall? The appearance fee for this effect can't be more than a thousand."

The boy applauded first, and then the people around him reacted and applauded.

"Brother, you are amazing! When I grow up, I want to be as powerful as my brother!" The boy was so happy that he could barely speak clearly, "Brother, this, what's your name?"

"It's called "Goodbye." Song Yuan picked him up, his expression gentle: "If you think about it, you will be stronger than me."

"I didn't think it would be that great, I just want to be similar to my brother." The boy put his arms around Song Yuan, "Brother, what's your name?"

"Song Yuan."

"Is it round?" The boy stared at Song Yuan and rubbed his face, "Brother, my name is Li Haoming, brother, you have to remember my name, when I grow up so big and become as powerful as my brother, My brother will recognize me."

"Okay, I remember." Song Yuan got up and held his hand, "But it's not round, it's Yuan with three points of water. I'll take you to find your mother, okay?"

"Yuan at three o'clock water." The boy muttered something, wrote on his hand, remembered which Yuan it was, nodded, and said with a smile: "Okay!"

"Don't go, play another one."

"What's the name of the play? I can't find it by listening to the song and recognizing the song. Please name it."

"One more and one more."

The audience around saw that he was going to leave and immediately shouted.

Song Yuan shook his head, indicating that he had something to do, so he stopped playing. When asked what it was called, he smiled, "I created it myself, and it was not released. The name is "Goodbye."

The person waiting for the name was a little disappointed when he heard the words, and asked Song Yuan if it would be posted on the Internet, Song Yuan said that he had no such idea for the time being.

Song Yuan led Li Haoming out of the crowd and saw Gu Yingchi standing beside him. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, he saw Song Yuan come out and smiled, walking slowly towards him.

"I heard it." Stopping in front of Song Yuan, Gu Yingchi said in a low voice, then rubbed Song Yuan's hair, "It sounds good."

"Brother, who is this?" Li Haoming shook Song Yuan's arm, pointed at Gu Yingchi, with a vigilant expression on his face, "Brother wants to accompany me to find my mother now, so I can't go with you, and you can't take my brother away either."

Gu Yingchi couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and leaned slightly to stare at Li Haoming and asked, "What if I want to take him away? Can you beat me?"

Li Haoming thought about it seriously, and after a while he said sullenly: "If you can't beat me, I will beat you, as long as my brother doesn't want to leave with you. Brother, is this person trying to abduct you?"

Seeing his little face full of worry, Song Yuan squeezed his face, shook his head and said, "No. He is brother... the one he likes."

He leaned close to Li Haoming's ear and whispered the last few words at a volume that only two people could hear.

Gu Yingchi didn't hear the words behind him clearly, seeing him whispering, the smile on the corner of his lips was a little lazy, and his eyes were full of doting, "Is there anything I can't listen to?"

Li Haoming suddenly realized, and snorted when he heard Gu Yingchi's words, "I won't tell you the secret."

Song Yuan said: "I'll take him to find his mother first."

"Do you know your mother's mobile phone number?" Gu Yingchi asked in a low voice.

Li Haoming nodded, then shook his head again, "I know, but my mother won't pick it up, and she won't come to look for me either."

He gave his number, but when Gu Yingchi called, no one answered. After the second call, he hung up when he heard the word "children", obviously not wanting to come to pick up Li Haoming.

The movie was about to start, Song Yuan bought a ticket for Li Haoming, and took him into the theater.

The two of them are already very eye-catching when they are together, plus Song Yuan is holding a little boy, so wherever they go, they are always the focus of attention.

Song Yuan even heard a few people talking absurdly about whether Li Haoming was the child of the two of them.

The movie is a 3D disaster movie, and the opening scene is a shocking scene of ruins. Li Haoming was scared several times and curled up in Song Yuan's arms.

I don't know if it was because the surroundings were too quiet and dark. In the second half, Song Yuan was a little sleepy, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.

"Li Haoming." Gu Yingchi lowered his voice, "Come here."

"Why?" Li Haoming didn't move, "I don't want to go to your place!"

"He fell asleep." Gu Yingchi said.

Li Haoming raised his head and glanced at Song Yuan, seeing that he was propping his face with his hands, he was really asleep, so he didn't say anything, went down obediently, sat next to Gu Yingchi, and continued watching the movie.

Song Yuan's hand was numb, and he unconsciously leaned back, but the posture was uncomfortable, so he quickly changed it to another one.

Gu Yingchi reached out and gently placed his head on his shoulder, looked at his pursed lips and white chin and smiled silently, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Uncle!" Li Haoming tugged Gu Yingchi's hand and said in a low voice, "I have a question for you."

"Why do you call him brother and my uncle?" Gu Yingchi stared at Li Haoming, and didn't care about the question he asked, just said: "You ask."

"Because uncle, you look older than your brother!" Li Haoming pouted, and approached him again to ask, "Will you marry brother?"

Gu Yingchi looked at him, but smiled and said nothing.

"Is it possible?" Li Haoming was anxious, wondering why Gu Yingchi didn't answer himself, "Uncle, why didn't you answer me."

"Yes." Gu Yingchi replied with a smile, "Yes."

"That's good." Li Haoming breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered softly, "It turns out that it is true that mother said that only those she likes can marry. My brother likes his uncle, so my uncle will marry my brother. That's great."

The surroundings were too quiet, and Gu Yingchi approached him again, and the muttering could be heard clearly.Hearing the words that my brother liked my uncle, I was slightly taken aback, and turned my head to look at the people around me.

Song Yuan fell into a deep sleep and didn't know anything about their conversation. He put his hand on the armrest, so that Gu Yingchi could touch it as long as he spread his palm.

Gu Yingchi stared at that hand, and reached out to hold it after a while.

The cold hand shrank subconsciously when it touched the warm palm, but after being held tightly by Gu Yingchi, he didn't shrink back, but held his hand instead.

Interlocking fingers, Song Yuan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-1123:45:12~2021-02-1223:33:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of the best baby ac; 1 bottle of Fengyun and hibernating lazy cat;

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