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After living here, Xiao Liu was too cautious, wishing to ask me what I needed all the time.However, his attitude was very polite. Based on the principle of not hitting the smiling face with my hand, I politely said no.

Song Cheng was doing his business, and considering that I might be bored by myself, I bought brand new mobile phones and computers, and there was nothing to criticize.

I still remember the last time Andre installed location software in my phone, and I'm not very willing to go online.

I was irritable and couldn't read books, so I picked up my hobby of writing calligraphy in the study on the second floor, and practiced a few calligraphy in the morning and afternoon, which is right for self-cultivation.

Even if he was copying Buddhist scriptures, when he stopped writing, he couldn't help thinking about Yang Chen and Andre's reaction after leaving, and guessing the future of the Xu family.Occasionally, my thoughts diverge, and I think of the project that Yang Chen and his father put a lot of effort into. My mood is complicated, and I can't tell what I want to end.

Just like Xu's family, I asked myself that I didn't have no resentment towards the elders who treated me indifferently, but when it was about to collapse, I couldn't help feeling a little bit of unexplained sadness in my heart.

Now that's...well, too.

Not having to face those aggressive and selfish Xu family members directly, let alone witness Yang Chen's future dimming with his own eyes, escaped far away from these whirlpools, it might not be a kind of luck.

I should thank Song Cheng, no matter from which angle.

After two days like this, Song Cheng rushed back in a hurry. I happened to go downstairs, raised my head and said to him: "Are you here? Just in time..."

Without saying a word, he stepped forward, wrapped his arms around me and held me firmly in his arms.

I was stunned for a moment, since we revealed our disguised identities to each other, Song Cheng rarely showed his emotions like this.

It felt good to be hugged tightly, and I felt a little more warmth in my heart. I reached out and patted his back, and finished the words I was choking on the way: "... have dinner."

"Not urgent."

Song Cheng let go of me, and I took the opportunity to discern carefully, the smile in his eyes did not seem to be fake.But since I've never been able to tell whether he's really happy or not, it's better not to judge for now.

"Is it done?"

"Almost." His expression was as gentle as ever, "When I see you, I can relax no matter how tense I am."

I smiled and didn't answer. I had dinner with him and talked about some irrelevant topics.

As long as Song Cheng doesn't take the initiative to talk about it, I won't talk about what's happening in City B, and I won't even mention what he's doing.In the past two days, I have thought a lot, and the accurate positioning for myself is to change a place to live under the fence. If this is the case, I know how to do it.

It was getting late, Song Cheng looked at his watch, and said that he needed to finish what he was doing, and he had to go to work for the time being.I asked blankly: "You want to leave? Didn't you just come back?"

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I felt a little regretful, a bit too much like a wife complaining about her husband who travels frequently.

His eyes were slightly bent, and he explained: "It's a bit tricky, but it's almost done."

I can't tell whether I want him to spend more time with me so as to cultivate the relationship in my heart, or I am afraid of the subtle depression when staying with him.

"By the way, there will be a guest tomorrow."

"what?!"

Although I intend to take refuge here for a long time, it does not mean that I think I am qualified to help Songcheng entertain guests.

Song Cheng showed a comforting smile, and said in a low voice, "It's one of my cousins. I've explained the details to her, and I'm afraid you'll be bored if you stay alone."

The news he dropped was like a bombshell to me, and I was immediately incoherent: "Your cousin? What did you say to her? No, I'm doing well, and there's Xiao Liu...and she's Women, it's not suitable..."

"Actually, she insisted on coming to see you." Song Chengyu felt helpless, after thinking for a while, he added, "Don't be nervous, she is here to accompany you, and everything is up to me."

So at this moment, I fidgeted and looked at the woman opposite, feeling powerless for Song Cheng's move to introduce me to her.

Even Yang Chen introduced me to my parents by chance after we had been entangled for several years. He didn't say "this is my official partner". That's all.

To be honest, I never thought that I would have the opportunity to deal with this kind of "guest", and I was already prepared to live here as a classmate of Songcheng.

Homosexuality is not tolerated by the mainstream of society, and only a few friends can accept it, let alone relatives who care and expect more?

Relatives, especially female relatives, have completely different meanings from Yang Ke's semi-subordinate and semi-relative identity.

Song Cheng's cousin wears thin-rimmed glasses and looks gentle and beautiful. She is about 27 or [-] years old. She wears a shirt and long skirt and is dressed like an intellectual.

She has a friendly demeanor, and even though she looks at me with a look of evaluation in her eyes, the smile on her face is still soft.After a short chat, I learned that her name is Song Yan, and she works as a lecturer in ideological and political courses at the university.

"Junyan, don't be so polite." She saw that I was a little stiff, and explained, "I came here today because I was a little curious. Song Cheng made his own decisions when he was young, and he has never asked me to do anything like that."

I was stunned: "Song Cheng beg... you?"

Song Yan pursed her lips and smiled, the dimple on the corner of her mouth was exactly the same as that of Song Cheng: "I don't dare to exaggerate, look ahead, and have a good idea when I go back and talk about it."

The bombs followed one after the other, and I became dizzy. I couldn't believe the hints hidden in her words: "Go back? Where?"

"You don't know? He hasn't changed at all. He's only willing to speak out when everything is done. Don't worry, his mother is very talkative and won't embarrass others."

Song Yan paused, then continued with some hesitation: "His father...is a little strict. But since he should dare to tell me, he must be sure. You don't have to worry."

The decisiveness of Song Cheng's methods and the speed of his actions left me dumbfounded.

From the information Song Yan disclosed, I learned that Song Cheng's father was introduced to the current Mrs. Song. There is a ten-year age difference, but they get along very affectionately.

Song Cheng is the youngest son, not the only child I thought before.He has two elder brothers left behind by his father's deceased ex-wife, because the two of them were both thirteen or fourteen years old when their mother died, and they knew the warmth and coldness of human relationships. Even if the stepmother was a good person, she was more or less cold.

They don't have a close relationship with their younger brother. Now one is engaged in shipping work in other places, and the other is in the Sichuan military region. Ju has already married and started a business.

Song Cheng has been better than his peers since he was a child, and under his father's deliberate cultivation, he can endure hardships and be willing to make progress. Of course, his parents have placed great hopes on him.

But when he was in high school, Song Cheng suddenly became interested in the entertainment industry, and he wanted to enter the Academy of Performing Arts with all his heart, but was brutally suppressed by his father.

Song Yan's expression froze when she said this, and I guess that Song's father's methods back then might be more frightening than the understatement of a few words.

For rebellious teenagers in adolescence, this approach will only backfire.So Song Cheng, who was in his teens, obeyed the arrangement on the surface, stopped talking about being an actor, and was admitted to a good school.

Then he asked his classmates to help open fake cases in the university, took a certificate of suspension from school, and left home to pursue his dream.

Father Song was so angry that he almost passed out. Originally, with his relationship, he could easily find his son no matter where he went, but the father and son began to get angry—Song Cheng said that he would not go home if he did not become famous, and Father Song said that you would not be famous if he did not. Don't even think about coming back!

In the past, Song Cheng kept secret about his affairs, but now his cousin doesn't treat me as an outsider, and after hearing his dark history in detail, I think my expression must be very exciting.

It's really a...a big show.

Thinking about it in my heart, in fact, even having such a family is enough for me to envy.

His father has a high position and power, and his life is like an ordinary family, with intimacy and quarrels; it is not like the Xu family, where everyone is influenced by interests and power so that there is no affection at all.

"It's a good thing we've talked about it now, otherwise his parents would never have smiled in the past few years." Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "My aunt asked me to tell you that we will come over to have dinner this weekend, only the family will be here."

Are you going to meet your parents?

I was dizzy and thought: But the relationship between me and Song Cheng hasn't reached that level yet?