Cubs can't, at least they shouldn't

Jiang Song sat in the booth of the Japanese grocery store, staring at the WeChat dialog box.

The head of the other party is a cute cat with a pink bow tied around his neck.

The last message was "see you soon".

Ms. Miao Hongyun's movements are really quick.

The next day, Xiaonian pushed the little girl's wechat message to him, and told him to meet him anyway.

Jiang Song never refuted the face of the elders.

What he thought was that it was no big deal to see each other.

First of all, the little girl may have no idea about him at all, and she was urged to go through the motions by her family.

Besides, since his aunt is so energetic, no matter what the other party thinks, he should make it clear to the girl face to face, and he can't drag it for no reason.

He can't drink coffee, he can only slowly sip the boiled water in the cup.

While drinking water, he remembered Gu Changxi again.

Before going out this morning, he was picking out some nice clothes.

Gu Changxi came over and took out a new coat from the hanger, "Wear this."

Jiang Song doesn't pay as much attention to dressing as he does. He used to wear whatever Gu Changzhen gave him.

And that hooded coat is also dark gray that he likes, and the thick wool looks very warm.

After breakfast, Jiang Song put on his clothes and prepared to go out.

Gu Changxi looked normal the whole time, talking to him was barely peaceful, it was rare that he didn't stab him with words.

But the more he was like this, the more Jiang Song felt that there was something wrong with him.

When going out, Gu Changzhen took a gold ring and put it on his index finger, "I'm wearing this."

Jiang Song stared at the plain ring a little confused, "Isn't it impolite to wear a ring for this kind of meeting?"

"It's impolite to wear it on your ring finger, and it's just to match your watch." Gu Changxi looked at his slender knuckles coldly, "Jiang Xian... don't you want to make a good impression on others? ?”

Whatever he says is what he says.

Jiang Song didn't argue with him about this trivial matter.

Jiang Song came 10 minutes earlier than the appointed time.

He drank half a cup of warm water in his hand, and a young and beautiful girl came in from the door.

She wore a ponytail and carried a backpack. When she saw Jiang Song, she trotted over, "Hi, hello! I'm Chen Beibei."

Jiang Song stood up and pulled a chair for her, "Hi, I'm Jiang Song."

"Of course I know you are Jiang Song, have you been waiting for a long time?" Chen Beibei put down her bag, picked up a cup and took a sip of water.

"I just came here too," Jiang Song handed her the tablet, "Look at what you want to eat."

The little girl looked at him generously, "Really, you are a hundred times more handsome than in the photo. Before my mother told me that we could go on a blind date, I thought she was bragging!"

Jiang Song was drinking water, but was almost choked by her "blind date".

He wanted to explain, but he was not as quick as her, "I saw you on TV when I was a child, and now I feel like I have succeeded in chasing stars."

Chen Beibei is a typical local girl, sassy and straight, very confident.

Although it doesn't feel the same as Yu Youxi's young lady who grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth, but it can be seen that her family must be rich and well-off, and the innocent childishness of her body has not faded away.

"I invite you to come to this kind of place to eat, you don't think it's cheap, do you?" Chen Beibei leaned on the table and looked around, "Don't think this small restaurant is unremarkable, but the cooking taste is okay, and the characteristics are Hot food, my sister and I often come here to eat."

Jiang Song smiled, "It's pretty good, I won't come out to eat for a long time."

First of all, his body doesn't allow it, of course it's mainly because Gu Changxi doesn't allow it.

And before he went out in the morning, Gu Changxi let him eat a little bit.

When he got here, he needed some soup.

Chen Beibei ordered sashimi and eel rice for herself, and asked him caringly: "What did you order? I heard from us that you were sick before, and you haven't recovered yet. Are there any taboos?"

"It's okay, you order what you like, don't worry about me." Jiang Song symbolically ordered a borscht and grilled shrimp, and returned the tablet to the waiter.

The little girl happily chewed the pre-dinner snacks, "Have you used up all the pigeons my mother gave you before, do you need us to get you some more?"

Speaking of which, Jiang Song felt a little helpless.

On the night when he told Gu Changxi that he was going out for dinner, the pigeons that were originally kept on the balcony ran away.

outrageous.

But he definitely couldn't say that to Chen Beibei.

"Don't worry about it," Jiang Song said gently, "I still have a few at home."

"Ah, you are so gentle, you are not at all different from the rumors." Chen Beibei rested her chin with one hand, "Even if we can't make it together, I feel very happy to meet you."

Jiang Song didn't expect Chen Beibei to be careless on the surface, but so sensitive on the inside.

Before the meal came, the little girl looked at Jiang Song, "Did I say it too bluntly?"

Jiang Song has never encountered such a situation, and some don't know what to say.

Chen Beibei smiled at him, without any embarrassment, "I've been in love several times, and when I saw you, I knew I was definitely out of luck."

Jiang Song suddenly felt that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of these young people, and he was a little shy, "Don't say that, in fact, I came today, and I hope to tell you in person."

"Hey, I knew it was my mother's forced matchmaking." Chen Beibei took a sip of the juice, "If you say we are well-connected, right, our two families are not of the same type. I'm afraid it's useless just because I like you unilaterally."

She was afraid of Jiang Song's embarrassment, "Don't be burdened. This kind of thing is like this, if you don't feel it, just pull it down, and worry that I can't find a partner?"

Jiang Song smiled gently, "Then why? There should be many people chasing you."

"I'm the same as you in this respect," Chen Beibei winked at him, "I'll never give up if I don't like it."

When Jiang Song's soup came, Chen Beibei also helped him heat the tableware, "You have a weak stomach, so you should pay more attention to hygiene than ordinary people."

The little girl is refreshing and careful. Although Jiang Song doesn't have that kind of thought, he has a good impression of her.

The two chatted while eating, talking and laughing.

After a meal was almost finished, Chen Beibei showed a bit of a little girl's cunning, "Brother Song, anyway, we are already a socialist brotherhood, so tell me, do you have any friends?"

Jiang Song thinks that when he is not sick, he is busy with the company and obtaining evidence, and Gu Changxi is stuck in all the gaps. How can he have time for friends?

"No." He chuckled lightly.

However, Chen Beibei did not put away her gossiping eyes, "Then you don't have a partner for the ring on your hand?"

"The other half?" Jiang Song was at a loss.

"I'll go, don't you look carefully when you buy something?" Chen Beibei grabbed his hand and held it in front of his eyes, "Isn't there a half-drawn heart shape on it? It's obvious that a couple rings."

Jiang Song turned his finger, and the gold ring could indeed see a half frosted heart shape at a certain angle against the light.

"Oh, maybe I didn't pay attention when I bought it, but you young people have sharp eyes." He still smiled peacefully.

Chen Beibei snorted at him, "Brother Song, you are only five or six years older than me, and you look very young. In college, there will be a lot of girls following you and calling 'senior'. You What's wrong with learning, learning from others to rely on the old and sell the old?"

It was easy to talk to Chen Beibei, and Jiang Song gradually relaxed.

He smiled and shook his head, "I didn't."

The warm wind in the grocery store was very gentle, and it blew a little red on his face.

A silver-gray silk scarf was tied around his neck, making his skin look fair.

Chen Beibei stared at him for a few seconds, "Brother Song, if you don't want to fall in love now, if you still have a chance in the future, can you consider me?"

Just as Jiang Song pursed her lips, she waved her hand again, "Understood, I have no chance."

She made Jiang Song feel a little embarrassed like this, "You have such good conditions, you can definitely find a suitable one."

"Don't send me a card, Brother Song!" Chen Beibei blushed again when she saw him, and kept laughing, "I won't tease you anymore, you are so cute."

She leaned forward slightly, "Since my star chasing journey is coming to an end so soon, can you make an appointment with me today?"

Although Jiang Song didn't bear it, he still refused directly, "Dating may not be suitable."

"Look at you, you're just struggling with these wordings." Chen Beibei bit the juice straw, "Accompany me to a movie, let me experience the street noodles with Yimei in Beijing, okay?"

Unlike when he first met Chen Beibei, Jiang Song now feels that she is much more difficult to deal with than Yu Youxi.

"Okay? Brother Song?" Chen Beibei cupped her face, "Please? Just watch movies, don't hold hands, don't kiss."

Jiang Song was really overwhelmed, and finally went to a nearby shopping center with her.

Elegant for men and elegant for girls.

They both turned heads along the way.

Originally, Jiang Song had been with Gu Changxi during this period of time, so Jiang Song's vigilance outside had dropped a lot.

But as soon as more eyes were cast over him, he always felt that someone was following him.

He looked at the reflective window and mirror a few times, but he didn't find anyone behind him.

"We're not a couple, so it's definitely not appropriate to watch romance movies." Chen Beibei bit off the tip of the ice cream, leaving a little white on the corner of her mouth. "War movies, I will definitely fall asleep."

Jiang Song took the handkerchief and handed it to her, and tapped the corner of his mouth to signal.

"Wow, you are such a treasure. People still use handkerchiefs in this day and age." Chen Beibei spread the handkerchief in her palm, "You know there is a saying that lending a handkerchief to a girl is to save it for later when she washes it and returns it. Let's meet again."

Jiang Song smiled gently, "You don't have to return the handkerchief to me."

"Tsk tsk, what a gentle killer, I don't leave any room for others." Chen Beibei looked at the schedule, "...it's decided! Are you afraid of horror movies?"

Jiang Song shook his head, "Just pick the one you like."

No matter how scary ghost movies are, they are not as scary as the real world.

He has long been indifferent to these ghostly things.

The two bought tickets and entered the screening hall.

After finding a seat, Chen Beibei leaned beside him enthusiastically, "This is the newly opened Dolby Hall, and watching the special effects must be very exciting."

After the movie started, the little girl finally calmed down, and stuffed popcorn into her mouth by handfuls, making small chewing sounds from time to time.

The movie is at an adult level, the picture seems to be bloody, and the music can also set off the atmosphere.

Most of the people who came to watch the movie were young couples, and when the tense scenes came, there were girls buried in boys' chests, and there were constant low-pitched screams.

Halfway through the movie, the popcorn couldn't fill Chen Beibei's mouth.

"It's not very scary. Drive high and low, and you will be blinded by such good sound effects and light shadows." She curled her lips and began to ask Jiang Song in a low voice: "Do you feel scared?"

Jiang Song was not sensitive to the falling heads and the eerie music in the black background.

He shrugged, "It's fine."

"Really, this level is considered adult level." Chen Beibei complained in a low voice, "Except for a little girl pretending to be a girl, who else can scare an adult?"

"Ah—" A girl screamed suddenly from the back row.

Chen Beibei turned her head in surprise, "Is this an exaggeration?"

But there was indeed a commotion around the screaming.

"Sir? Sir?"

"Someone fainted, call 120!"

"Are you all right?"

A few mobile phone flashes were turned on over there, and the horror atmosphere in the auditorium had completely dissipated.

Jiang Song just glanced back, and immediately stood up from his seat.

"Let's give way, please excuse me." Jiang Song pushed aside the crowd.

Someone asked him: "Are you a medical staff?"

"You know him?" Chen Beibei also followed.

Jiang Song didn't make a sound and continued to squeeze in.

The seats in the cinema were very narrow, and Jiang Song didn't have the strength to squeeze into the innermost place, so he could only shout at the top of his voice, "Maybe it's from my family, please let me go!"

The people in the circle made room for him, and the person leaning on the chair was indeed the unconscious Gu Changxi.

"Changxi?" Jiang Song patted his face lightly, "Gu Changhui?"

Gu Changzhen's eyelids trembled, and half of his ginger pupils were exposed.

"Can you hear me?" Jiang Song held his cold hand, "I'm Jiang Song."

I don't know if he heard it wrong, Gu Changxi's voice was a little choked up, "Uncle..."

Seeing that he was awake, Jiang Song quickly rubbed his back, "Did you come by yourself? Can you stand up? Shall I take you out?"

I don't know which question Gu Changxi was answering, but he nodded lightly anyway.

When Jiang Song helped him up, Chen Beibei wanted to give him a hand, but Gu Changxi dodged him, almost bringing them both down.

"It's okay, I'll just support him." When Jiang Song lowered his head, he saw that Gu Changxi seemed to be clenching something tightly in his hand, but he didn't have time to look closely.

Jiang Song accompanied the people in the screening hall along the way, and slowly brought Gu Changxi out.

As soon as he saw the light outside, Gu Changxi was almost fully awake, but his face was still pale and pale.

Chen Beibei asked for a cup of hot water from the waiter, and while passing it to Jiang Song, she sneakily looked at Gu Changzhen's clothes.

The coat on his body looks to be of the same material as Jiang Song's, but with a collar instead of a hood.

The key point is that on the ring finger of his left hand, he clearly wears a ring that is exactly the same as Jiang Song's.

"This is you...?" Chen Beibei looked at Jiang Song hesitantly.

Jiang Song was afraid that she would misunderstand, but he didn't bother to explain to her, "My brother."

Gu Changxi, who was drinking water, slowly raised his head and looked at Jiang Song with a pale face.

Seeing that his complexion was extremely bad, Jiang Song kept rubbing his back, "What are you doing in the cinema alone? Aren't you not allowed to watch movies?"

Chen Beibei saw that he spoke to Gu Changzhen like a brother, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "You are brothers, you don't look alike."

After all, Jiang Song looks like a clear and fragile jade, while Gu Changxi looks like an indestructible marble sculpture in the Louvre.

Not a style at all.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect this to happen." Jiang Song raised his head and said to her, "I have to take him home first, and I will make a special trip to apologize to you another day."

"Hey, I'm too out of touch." Chen Beibei waved her hand, "Do you need me to see you off? I drove here."

If it was just him, Jiang Song would definitely be embarrassed, but it is not easy to take a taxi in the business district, and he doesn't want Gu Changxi to stay outside for too long.

"Is that too much trouble for you?" Jiang Song asked hesitantly.

Originally, he just came today to clarify with the little girl.

Not to mention delaying people watching movies now, they have to let them take them home.

"What's the trouble?" Chen Beibei waved her hand, "I should be on my way to your house."

Jiang Song didn't expect that she even knew where her home was, and felt a little guilty.

But now he was focused on staring at Gu Changxi, and didn't say anything more.

While in the car, Jiang Song saw that Gu Changxi was still holding the thing in his hand, and asked him softly, "What is this? Shall I hold it for you?"

Gu Changxi didn't answer him, and put the thing into his pocket directly.

Jiang Song thought he was uncomfortable and didn't want to talk, so he touched his forehead worriedly, but was avoided.

"What are you stubborn about?" Jiang Song scolded him in a low voice, "Don't you know that you can't watch movies? What are you doing in the cinema?"

In fact, when Jiang Song brought the boy home, Jiang Song didn't know that he couldn't watch movies.

For his first birthday, Jiang Song took him to watch "Transformers".

The child didn't say anything at the time, but obediently followed him into the screening room.

When the movie was halfway through, the child whispered to him, "I don't want to watch it."

Jiang Song thought he was afraid, and encouraged him: "This is pretty good, the big boss hasn't come out yet, it will definitely be more interesting later."

The child endured it for a while, then grabbed him with cold hands, "Uncle, I'm not feeling well."

Jiang Song felt something was wrong, and immediately carried him out of the screening room.

As soon as his front feet came out, the child on his back feet vomited in his arms.

He was terrified at the time and drove the car to the hospital immediately.

As a result, the doctor couldn't tell why.

Not sick, it should be completely emotional.

Too tense, overly anxious.

That was the only time he took Gu Changxi to the movies.

And the child doesn't like it, and he doesn't even bother to go to the cinema with him.

Haven't been there for many years.

After entering the house, Jiang Song took off his coat in twos and threes, and pushed him into the bedroom, "Sleep, wake up and clean you up."

"I disturbed you, so you're not happy?" Gu Changxi asked him with a pale face while lying on the bed.

"..." Jiang Song was a little annoyed, "Didn't my aunt ask me to meet? I'll make it clear to her face to face, so as not to waste her time."

Gu Changxi supported the bed and sat up, not much weaker than him standing, "Just to explain clearly, why did she smile so happily when eating?"

Jiang Song frowned, "Are you following me?"

"If I don't follow you, how do I know that the two of you can chat so speculatively just to make things clear?" Gu Changxi snorted coldly.

"No, they don't mean much to me, we just chat." Jiang Song didn't know why he had to explain to Gu Changxi, but he just didn't want him to misunderstand.

It's a pity that Gu Changxi continued to talk to himself: "She still touches your hand."

Jiang Song couldn't argue, "She is looking at my ring, isn't it you who put it on me?"

When he saw the ring on Gu Changxi's hand, he was taken aback, "Why are you wearing the same ring?"

Gu Changxi said lightly, "Because I wear the same watch."

Jiang Song always felt that there was something wrong with this logic, so Gu Changxi interrupted his train of thought, "You even wiped the corners of her mouth."

Jiang Song has no time to worry about his following his affairs, "Where did I help her wipe? I give her a handkerchief to wipe her mouth? Then, if I cover you with a quilt, it is considered to be with you." asleep?"

Gu Changxi lowered his gaze, "A popcorn bucket, isn't it suitable to hold two hands?"

"Gu Changxi, are you enough?" Jiang Song wanted to pull his hair out, "Where did all this come from?"

"I'm really sad for Miss Yu." Gu Changzhen smiled sarcastically, "When you saw me off together at the airport, I thought you would definitely be together."

Jiang Song became more and more confused, "Where is there any regret when I send you away? Are you dreaming?"

"Then when you don't answer my calls, aren't you in love with Ms. Yu? You both use couple profile pictures on Twitter, don't you?" Gu Changxi's tone was slightly bitter, hiding his low voice Hoarsely, "You have moved on so quickly? Mr. Jiang, you deserve it."

Jiang Song didn't know what he was going crazy because he didn't have a Twitter account at all.

He pointed at him, "Gu Changyi, you're not feeling well right now and I don't care about it with you. Lie down and shut up, or else you'll add another zero to my debt, and I'll beat you up."

"When will you get married?" Gu Changxi looked at him with straight eyes.

Jiang Song had a headache, "Who am I going to marry?"

"Whoever you want, Miss Yu," Gu Changxi saw that his eyes were bloodshot, "or this young lady today."

"Have you been drinking?" Jiang Song frowned, and sniffed at the tip of his nose.

Apart from Gu Changzhen's usual smell, there is no smell.

He was unprepared when he leaned forward, and he didn't even react to resist when Gu Changxi grabbed the back of his head.

His lip was bitten by Gu Changzhen, Jiang Song jumped up and wanted to push him away, and shouted vaguely: "Gu Changzhen!"

Gu Changzhen's strength was not of the same order of magnitude as his, and his hands pinched him so tightly that he couldn't move.

Although flustered, Jiang Song quickly relieved himself.

According to this bastard's peeing nature, as long as he doesn't react, he should let go soon.

But Gu Changxi is no longer the boy he was a few years ago. Not only did he not let go of him, but he even dared to bite his teeth.

Jiang Song opened his mouth.

When the tip of that bastard's tongue came in, he immediately bit down hard.

The smell of blood soon filled the mouths of the two of them, but Gu Changxi did not let go.

After biting him, Jiang Song panicked and forgot to struggle.

Soft and piping hot.

Gu Changxi was methodically guiding him.

It even made him feel an inappropriate joy in the chaos of war.

"Don't..." Jiang Song was out of breath, "No..."

That long and deep kiss slowly ended into a light lick.

Obviously the one who was weak at the beginning was Gu Changxi, but now the one who can't speak the whole sentence is Jiang Song.

He was a little complicated.

It's strange not to be able to tell.

Gu Changxi looked at him with the expression on his face like a condemned prisoner waiting to be executed.

"Are you going to drive me away again?" He seemed to be able to see through Jiang Song's mind.

Jiang Song did have the idea of ​​letting him move out, but he couldn't say it when he asked him so feebly, "You rest first, wake up and then talk."

He didn't wait for Gu Changzhen to say anything, and walked to the living room with a hot face.

When he first arrived home, he was in such a hurry that he threw Gu Changxi's coat on the sofa.

Jiang Song seemed to have thought of something, and walked over to take out the pocket of the coat.

One was empty, and the other contained only a small, hard cube.

Jiang Song took out what he touched.

It was a folded piece of paper, the sides were frayed, and it looked like it was often opened and folded.

After a little hesitation, Jiang Song unfolded the paper.

He has seen the content on the paper, and even wrote it by himself, and drew it.

It clearly stated that he was willing to let Gu Changxi live in his home, and that he had never been in a relationship or liked anyone in these years.

The bottom right corner of the paper has almost worn through, leaving only a pale pink oval.

That was the red handprint he pressed.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-0920:59:33~2021-09-1019:40:30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 rocket launcher: 1 quack rabbit;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Xing Xing'er, Tan Hen 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Yan Ying and Qi Mingfei; 3 bottles of My Xuan Jing; 1 bottle of jagut;

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