Flesh and blood

After discussing the Hainan matter with Yu Zhen, Ji Liang silently went back to her hut to pack her things.

When he was arranging things, Ji Liang was very clear-headed. He tried his best to ignore the soreness on his legs and waist, thinking that from seven years ago to now, from the beginning to the end, he was just the Song family. A little pawn that he picked up and threw away, he worked for the Song family when he was alive, and died when he was dead.

But now the guilt in Ji Liang's heart suddenly increased. He hoped that he could have a father like Song Wei, but after what happened last night, he was afraid that he was really his father.

The contradictory psychology made Ji Liang upset, he threw the clothes in his hand directly into the box, sat on the ground and leaned against the bed, he couldn't feel his hand touched his chest, and then he didn't feel the slightest bump in his hand In astonishment, Ji Liang touched his whole body with both hands, but he couldn't find the green stone that he had been carrying all along!

At this time, it was already cold and I was shocked. If the green stone was not in my hand, where would it be? ... The worst case scenario is that things are in Song Wei's hands!

With an uneasy mind, Ji Liang stood at the stairs on the first floor of Song's house, not daring to go up. He simulated the scene of talking with Song Wei over and over again in his mind, and he was also thinking about how to ask the matter. It’s good to speak out, what will happen if the things are not in Song Wei’s place after speaking out, and thinking that if he speaks so bluntly, the fact that he may be his son will be exposed... How can this matter be exposed?It's like a stain on the Song family.

Ji Liang, who was hesitating on the first floor of the villa, was about to go upstairs to have a showdown with Song Wei when two people came in outside the door.

Turning around, Ji Liang saw that the leader who opened the door was Song Xiaoyi, followed by a young boy, his body was dirty, his hair was also dyed in a mess, his thin face had a pair of eyes wandering around .

Jiliang lowered his head and said politely: "Manager Song, Mr. Song is in the bedroom on the third floor."

Song Xiaoyi looked Ji Liang up and down, nodded and said, "Well, you come up together."

Ji Liang obediently followed behind Song Xiaoyi, although he didn't understand why Song Xiaoyi and Song Wei called him to discuss matters, but walking side by side with that unknown boy, Ji Liang could feel the pair of eyes watching him all the time.

Going up to Song Wei's bedroom on the third floor, Song Xiaoyi knocked on the door and entered, followed by Ji Liang and the others.

Song Wei was in pajamas after taking a shower and hadn't had time to change into formal clothes. He was sitting at the small tea table in the bedroom. Song Xiaoyi walked over and sat opposite him, and said, "Mr. Song, I brought the child here."

Song Wei glanced at the young man standing next to Ji Liang, and frowned: "That's him?"

Song Xiaoyi rubbed his nose and said, "Well, this child looks pretty good after it's been cleaned. It's been a long time since no one took care of it." He turned his head and said to the boy, "Show Mr. Song the things."

The boy immediately reached out and took out something from his pocket, and handed it to Song Wei.

It was a emerald green stone, oval in shape, extremely smooth on the surface, and shiny inside, the translucent feeling instantly stunned Ji Liang, if it wasn't because he didn't see the inscription on the stone, Ji Liang almost thought it was I have worn the green stone for more than ten years.

Song Wei picked up the stone, and then took out his original one, and put the oval-shaped stone in the middle of the ring-shaped emerald, and then the two stones merged into one piece seamlessly, turning into a delicate green pendant , without even any sense of violation.

Song Xiaoyi clapped his palms happily: "Great, Mr. Song, we finally found this child!"

And Song Wei's expression remained unchanged, without any sense of joy, he just glanced at the boy lightly, and then said to Song Xiaoyi: "Contact the hospital and prepare for a DNA test."

Song Wei gave an order, and Song Xiaoyi immediately took out his mobile phone and called the hospital, but the conversation was startling: "Doctor Xu, have the paternity test results come out? ... Well, I will send someone to the hospital to get the results as soon as possible. "After hanging up the phone in two sentences, Song Xiaoyi rarely squeezed out a smile on his stern face, and said to Song Wei: "Mr. Song, when I found this child, I already had a paternity test done in advance, otherwise it would be impossible Someone bring me here to see you."

After taking a sip of the water on the table, Song Wei asked, "What's the result?"

"The doctor said it was your baby with 99.99% accuracy."

Song Wei raised his head and looked directly at the boy: "What's your name?"

The boy turned his eyes to one side, did not dare to look at Song Wei, and whispered, "Sun Qingyun."

The young man's obedient appearance made Song Wei frowned again, and Song Xiaoyi's expression was also a little embarrassed. He explained from the side: "A child who lives outside all the year round and has not received formal education and training will become like this. , I will find someone to teach him from scratch in the future.”

Song Wei ignored it, and just said: "Bring over the DNA test results, and do another test in three days."

Song Xiaoyi had no objection at all. He heard that Song Wei had no intention of not wanting the child, and he was relieved a lot. He said a few good words for the boy, and then took the boy out of Song Wei's bedroom, saying that he was taking the boy to Check out his own bedroom, and then freshen up.

After Song Xiaoyi and Sun Qingyun went out, Song Wei did not let Ji Liang go, and there were only two people left in the room.

Ji Liang stood by Song Wei's side, after a series of what he saw and heard just now, the sense of loss in his heart completely exceeded his imagination, as if his long-awaited hope instantly turned into despair, turning into a deadlock. The walls surrounded him, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Trying hard to calm his mind, he realized that Song Wei didn't intend to speak in advance, so he could only slow down and ask, "Mr. Song, what is the reason you came to me?"

Song Wei stood up, walked in front of Ji Liang, shortened the distance between the two, raised one hand to his eyes, then spread five fingers, and hung an emerald green oval pendant from his palm. The green stone front was fine and smooth, The back looks rough, because the word "has cooled" is crookedly engraved.

Seeing that his things were in Song Wei's hands, his heart was relieved for a while.

Song Wei looked at him: "This is yours."

Dazed for three or four seconds, Ji Liang stretched out his hand to take the green stone and held it in his palm. The temperature from the green stone was extremely cold. He lowered his head and looked at the thing lying quietly in his palm, which had been with him The treasure that has been like an amulet for more than ten years has become so ridiculous now.

After a few minutes of silence, Song Weicai spoke again: "Who gave it to you, or did it belong to you?"

Ji Liang's fingers trembled a little, he hesitated for a moment, and he said calmly: "I don't know, I have had it since I was young, and it was given to me by my grandma."

Ji Liang didn't hide anything, and hung the green stone around his neck again, and put it in his clothes, as if he had put in all the words he wanted to say but couldn't say.

"Do you have relatives?"

Song Wei frowned slightly, making Ji Liang take a half step back, shaking his head and saying, "No, there is only one grandma."

After hearing this, Song Wei picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table, took out one, lit it, and said, "Where did you live before you came to Song's house?"

Ji Liang recalled the small village he once lived in, that isolated area, he could only sum it up in a few words: "a remote small village."

Song Wei took a deep breath of the cigarette, then exhaled it slowly: "Have you ever hated your mother?"

Shaking his head very simply, Ji Liang said bluntly: "I don't have a mother."

The hand holding the cigarette paused, Song Wei only took two or three puffs, then put the cigarette out in the ashtray, and said in a low voice, "Have you ever hated your father?"

Ji Liang was slightly taken aback, looked up at Song Wei, looked at his still expressionless face, and could only smile lightly: "I don't have a father either."

Simple words, simple meaning.

Song Wei didn't ask any more questions, Ji Liang stood there and didn't know what to do, now his head and heart were messed up like a ball of thread, he knew what he was talking about, he couldn't embarrass the Song family, he couldn't give The Song family's shining gold should be smeared, let alone let others know that he may be Song Wei's son and have an affair with him.

With a pain in his forearm, Song Wei grabbed his cold left arm and directly pulled him into his arms.

Ji Liang stiffened in surprise, not daring to disobey anything, her heart began to beat faster, and Song Wei's voice was lower than usual: "Say it again."

"Ah?" Jiliang was subconsciously startled, but did not react.

"Say what you just said again."

Jiliang didn't speak immediately, but silently recalled in his heart whether what he said had offended Song Wei, but he only said "I don't have a father either"...

Holding the body that was gradually softening in his arms, Song Wei chose to remain silent seeing that Jiliang hadn't spoken, and the wrinkles between his brows finally disappeared. Looking at the side face of the person in front of him with his head slightly lowered, and the rounded ear tips, Everything reminded Song Wei of everything last night, slowly lowered his head and approached the person in his arms——

"Knock, knock."

Hearing the knock on the door, Ji Liang was startled, and quickly pulled away to stand behind Song Wei, lowering his head vigorously.

Song Wei's voice was a little hard: "Come in."

The door opened in response, Song Xiaoyi walked in, and was slightly surprised to see Ji Liang who was still in the room, and turned to talk to Song Wei about the business: "Mr. Song, Yu Zhen's people have been transferred and renovated a lot. For a few days, I will temporarily invite the housekeeper of the villa, and I will make adjustments after finishing the rest of Yu Zhen."

After speaking, Song Xiaoyi glanced at Ji Liang who was standing next to Song Wei, and Ji Liang just raised his head at this moment, the two looked at each other, Ji Liang could clearly see the contempt and disgust in Song Xiaoyi's eyes.

"Mr. Song, I'm going out first."

Ji Liang lowered his head and said to Song Wei again, Song Wei nodded and hummed, and then hurriedly walked out of Song Wei's room, when passing by Song Xiaoyi, Ji Liang could still feel a kind of thorn The eyes behind him follow himself.

After walking out of that range, Ji Liang went directly to the bathroom on the first floor, turned on the faucet, and washed his hands constantly, looked up at himself in the mirror, his hair was limp on top of his head, and his face was paler than usual, and then Looking down, he suddenly found a dark red mark on his neck at the open collar of the shirt.

After being cold for a few seconds, I increased the water flow of the faucet, and rubbed the red marks vigorously with water, but the more I rubbed, the redder it became.

Finally, Ji Liang turned off the tap, turned around and returned to his hut, looking at the boxes on the ground and the packed clothes, he suddenly had this thought: If you go to Hainan, don’t come back.