Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

On the morning of the weekend, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the sun is shining brightly - it looks like a good weather.

Lin Feiyu picked up a candied fried egg and put it on the plate in front of Song Ran: "Brother, let's go boating in the park in the afternoon and eat that newly opened hot pot in the evening, okay?"

"Boating? Not today." Song Ran said casually while eating fried eggs, "I forgot to tell you, Fatty Chen has something to do, I'm going out later, it's probably seven or eight o'clock at night Come back, you can invite friends to play by yourself."

He murmured to himself, at ten o'clock sharp this morning, he was going to gather at the Song family's old house, and took the opportunity of cleaning to steal documents, where would he have time to go boating with the little bastard?

Lin Feiyu was obviously disappointed: "Oh, let's go boating next week. I'll just read the script at home today and clean up."

"Well, that's fine." Song Ran nodded, drank the rest of the coffee in one breath, cleaned up a little, and went out.

Looking at the closed anti-theft door, Lin Feiyu couldn't help sighing softly, and followed him stalking, but it's been almost a month, and there has been no progress. I can't even eat tofu.

Alas, forget it, take your time, brother's temperament can only be tempered slowly.

Well, let's clean up the house today. My brother will be happy when he comes back. Although I can buy a house with my income now, and I can hire a housekeeper, but I still like to squeeze into a small house with my brother and clean it up by myself. brother stuff.

While thinking about things, Lin Feiyu mopped the floor carefully, and unknowingly came to the door of the second bedroom, and the mop hit the door of the second bedroom, making a "bang" sound.

With a slight movement in his heart, he tentatively turned the doorknob, but sure enough, it couldn't be turned, and it was locked firmly.

It's still locked...

Lin Feiyu stared at the closed door, and couldn't help but be a little curious. This room is locked all the time. What's inside?When I was just picked up by my brother, I asked my brother this question. At that time, my brother said perfunctorily that it was a utility room, and I didn't ask him.

—Generally speaking, if it’s a utility room, I would occasionally take things from it, but I’ve never seen my brother take things from it, and my brother doesn’t usually mention this room very much, it seems to be very taboo... Wait, is it a relic of my brother's parents inside?

Lin Feiyu thought about it carefully, his brother's attitude towards this room seemed to have a sense of taboo and respect for the deceased, and he was never willing to say anything more. It should be a relic of his parents.

Thinking of this, he managed to suppress his curiosity. If it was a relic of his elder brother's parents, he would better not touch it, lest his elder brother would be unhappy.

Naturally, Lin Feiyu didn't know that because Song Ran had personally experienced the weird thing of "returning the soul from a dead body", and that the person Song Xiaoran liked happened to be himself, the combination of these two things made Song Ran feel a little nervous about that room. I feel, I always feel that I can't easily mess with the things inside, so it has been locked well.

It was precisely because of his taboo attitude that Lin Feiyu misunderstood that the house was his parents' relics, so instead of prying open the door, he dragged another bedroom.

While mopping the floor, Lin Feiyu couldn't help muttering: "Oh, I don't know what my brother is doing. Wechat is nothing weird. It's not too late to come back at seven or eight o'clock. It shouldn't be a date behind my back... Well, it can't be like this Be suspicious, or my brother will be angry again."

At this very moment, the old house of the Song family is full of excitement. A large group of cleaners in blue overalls and white masks are cleaning around. Some are spraying pesticides to eliminate insects, some are trimming shrubs, and some are cleaning the ground. .

The little supervisor kept calling: "Two more people over the lawn!"

"Several of you, drag these two washing machines to the living room and clean the living room carpet."

"Hey, that...Ran Xiaosong, come here." He waved to Song Ran.

Song Ran walked over and said respectfully, "Director, what's the matter?"

The little supervisor said kindly, "Xiao Ran, go to the backyard first and clean the outdoor units of the central air conditioner, and then clean the air outlets next to the room. Be more careful."

"Okay, I see." Song Ran nodded, secretly happy in his heart, the backyard is very close to the master bedroom, and he will clean up a bit later - get off the outside machine, as long as there is no one around, he can sneak into the master bedroom to steal things up.

Song Ran came to the backyard with a toolbox, and pretended to clean the outer unit of the air conditioner with foam detergent. After washing for a while, he peeked around, and quickly walked to the door of the master bedroom, and quietly pushed it open. The door to the master bedroom.

The master bedroom was dark, the heavy floor-to-ceiling curtains were drawn tightly, only a large bed could be vaguely seen in the middle, and there seemed to be a person lying on the bed.

Song Ran was startled—jumped, why is there someone on the bed in broad daylight?Could it be Song Qingshuang?But didn't the little white-eyed wolf go out today, why did he come back so soon?

Fortunately, he had a lot of experience, he reacted quickly, and calmed down in an instant. By the way, Song Qingshuang would definitely not be able to recognize him now in work clothes and a white mask, as long as he lowered his voice and said it was a staff member.

But the person on the bed didn't respond, it seemed that he didn't notice his arrival at all, and he was still lying quietly.

Could it be that Song Qingshuang fell asleep?

Song Ran narrowed her eyes, carefully observed the person on the bed, and then felt...something seemed wrong?Although the light was very dim, he couldn't see clearly, but according to the undulating curvature of the quilt, the person on the bed seemed to be three or four centimeters shorter than Mi Baqi's Song Qingshuang, and also slightly thinner.

However, besides Song Qingshuang, who can lie in the master bedroom of the Song family and sleep soundly?Could it be Song Qingshuang's little lover?Could it be that Xiaoqing'er was exhausted by Song Qingshuang last night, so she slept in here today?

Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that cleanliness Song Qingshuang to let others sleep late on his bed. This little girl must look like a fish and a wild goose... Song Ran couldn't help being curious, and stepped forward lightly, wanting to see What does the little love of a clean-eyed white-eyed wolf look like.

Then he froze all over.

The man on the bed had his eyes tightly closed, his complexion was slightly pale, and he looked haggard. His slender eyelashes were drooping densely, covering those bright amber eyes, but despite this, the man was still very good-looking, and there was still a faint remnant— A little bit of the high-spirited, unrestrained feeling of the past.

Song Ran stared at the "little lover who sinks the fish and falls into the wild goose", feeling like being struck by lightning.

That was himself, the vegetative self.

Song Ran stared at the familiar but unfamiliar pale face, and it took some time before he slowly came to his senses, wait, he knew that Song Qingshuang had brought back his vegetative body, but, how did Song Qingshuang get the vegetative body back? In the master bedroom? !

"The vegetative body of the big brother who has no blood relationship and is very disgusting"-this kind of thing, shouldn't it just be placed in any room?The Song family's old house is not short of rooms, right?Moreover, the master bedroom is just a fucking big bed. Could it be that Song Qingshuang slept with a vegetable?

This, this is too fucking creepy, like some kind of horror movie.

Song Ran got goosebumps, and his mind was in chaos, but at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only temporarily put aside the terrifying thing of "vegetative people sleeping on Song Qingshuang's bed", and tiptoedly pushed the book away. door.

The owner's study attached to the master bedroom is still exactly the same as before. There is a huge desk in the middle, and behind the desk is a large row of ebony bookshelves. The bookshelves are filled with dense financial management books, some of which have been flipped through. It's old, all of them were handpicked by Song Ran.

Song Ran went straight to the far left of the bookshelf, and removed the stack of books in the middle, revealing the small silver password panel on the back of the bookshelf.

The initial password was set by Song Qingshuang's father Song Gang. It was the birthday of his only son Song Qingshuang. After Song Ran took over as the Patriarch of the Song family, he did not change the initial password. It was still Song Qingshuang's birthday - "0612".

Song Ran entered "0612" without hesitation, and with a clear "di--", the password panel displayed a line of red words: "You have entered the wrong password once, and there are four more chances".

Song Ran couldn't help being stunned, the password is wrong?Song Qingshuang changed the password?

Well, what will Song Qingshuang change the password to?He doesn't have a wife and children yet, could it be his parents' birthday?Song Ran frowned, tried hard to recall the birthdays of Song Gang and Bai Wenxin, and then tried to enter it twice, but it still showed an error.

What exactly is the password?Song Ran became a little irritable, he finally got the key to the basement, but he didn't expect Song Qingshuang to change the password of the study!He couldn't help cursing inwardly, the little white-eyed wolf would really make trouble for himself!

There are two more chances... Song Ran gritted her teeth and tried to enter Song Qingshuang's lunar birthday again, but it was still wrong.

"You have entered your password incorrectly four times, and you have one more chance."

Hold.Song Ran was speechless for a while, and couldn't think of another password, so he simply broke the jar and entered his birthday "0314".

"Di——" With a light sound, the password screen flashed a green "OPEN", and the heavy bookshelf moved away silently, revealing a dark staircase.

Song Ran was surprised and delighted that he was right, it was really his birthday!

The vegetative state in the master bedroom, her own birthday... all of this made Song Ran faintly feel the softening of Song Qingshuang's attitude, and she couldn't help feeling mixed feelings in her heart.

But at this moment, he really didn't have time to think about the little white-eyed wolf, so he could only put this matter behind him for the time being, then turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and walked down the dark stairs.

At the end of the stairs was a heavy iron door. Song Ran was prepared, took out the key in the bag, easily unlocked the door, and pushed open the iron door.

This underground secret room is not big, and the four walls are covered with tall iron shelves. The iron shelves are full of dusty kraft paper file boxes. The dates on the boxes range from the 80s to the 90s, which should be the early documents of the Song Group.

Song Ran quickly browsed through the year, then his eyes lightened slightly, and he pulled out a kraft paper box from the shelf - the box was marked with the year when his parents died. Song Ran didn't have time to look through the documents inside, so he directly put Tucked into the toolbox.

Afterwards, he quickly restored everything in the basement to its original state, and then went back the same way with the toolbox, locked the iron door of the basement, went back to the study along the stairs, closed the bookcase, and finally returned to the master bedroom.

Before leaving, Song Ran couldn't help but look at the vegetative person on the eye bed again, feeling a little complicated. Song Qingshuang actually put her body in the master bedroom and set the password as her birthday. Could it be that the little white-eyed wolf really found out? ?

At this moment, he heard a conversation coming from a distance outside the door.

First came Song Qingshuang's impatient voice: "When will the cleaning be finished? - It's a mess when you come back, and it's annoying to watch."

Then came the voice of the housekeeper, Lao Li: "It should be finished tomorrow afternoon. Young master, are you going to the Zhang family's charity party tonight? I'll ask the driver to drive out the extended Lincoln."

Song Qingshuang said lightly: "Okay, I'll change my clothes first, and then I'll take a document to the car to read."

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Song Ran quickly came to his senses, and then hurriedly looked around to see if there was any place to hide.

Song Qingshuang likes simplicity and tidiness, there is nothing superfluous in the bedroom, and the bed is too narrow under it, I guess I can't get in; the study is not good either, Song Qingshuang said he needs to get the documents; the basement is good, but it must be too late.

Song Ran turned her mind quickly. Song Qingshuang needed to change clothes and get documents. The cloakroom and study room were far away from the big bed, about ten meters away, and the light in the bedroom was dim, so she couldn't see clearly...

In just a few seconds, he made up his mind. Like a cat, he slid over to the side of the big bed, gently stuffed the toolbox into the gap under the bed, then rolled over on the bed, burrowed headfirst into the bed, and hugged him tightly. Living in a vegetative state.

In the darkness, that body was warm and soft, wearing only a layer of silk pajamas, with a light and bitter smell of medicine, it seemed to be a little thinner than before.

... This feeling is so strange, hugging myself.

Song Ran resisted that extremely weird feeling, and hugged that body tightly. He is very thin now, and he is curled up into a ball with a vegetable in his arms. In addition, the light in the bedroom is dim. If Song Qingshuang just changed clothes and took a If you don't go close to the big bed to examine the documents carefully, you shouldn't find anything unusual.

In order to reduce the size as much as possible, he clung to "myself" like an octopus, with his cheek against his bare chest, his feet wrapped around his cold feet, his arms around his thin waist, even silk Most of the pajamas were loosened by him.

— In the darkness, Song Ran thought bitterly, it's okay, they are all of them anyway, so it's not considered indecent.

At this time, there was a "squeak"—the sound of the door, followed by the steady sound of leather shoes stepping on the carpet, and Song Qingshuang came in.