After I married that omega instead of my brother

Of course, just because Mr. Yin is happy does not mean that the entire Yin family is happy. When the family is enjoying themselves, there is always such a resentful gaze following Yin Yan and Song Changsi like a shadow.

During the reunion dinner, that line of sight followed them.

When they were sitting on the sofa watching the party after the reunion dinner, that line of sight followed them.

When they went outside to set off fireworks after watching the party, that line of sight still followed them.

And with the passage of time, the degree of resentment in that line of sight is still deepening.

That's right.

That line of sight came from Yin Hui.

Song Changsi was able to turn a blind eye and didn't even give Yin Hui a little out of the corner of his eye, but Yin Yan couldn't do it, especially when he was happily setting off fireworks and turned his head to meet Yin Hui who was squatting on the ground not far away. Looking back at the poking gaze, the feeling was not to mention how disappointing it was.

Taking advantage of Song Changsi's time to go back to get the fireworks, Yin Yan ran up to Yin Hui with raised eyebrows.

"Brother, can you stop looking at us like that?"

Yin Hui was squatting idly, with his hands on his knees and a cigarette in his mouth, the sparks of the cigarette flickered on and off.

The dim light above his head shone on Yin Hui's body, elongating Yin Yan's squatting figure, which forced him to show a sense of vicissitudes that had experienced many winds and rains.

However, Yin Hui's eyes were indeed vicissitudes. Instead, he held the cigarette between his fingers, exhaled a puff of white mist, and raised his eyelids to look at Yin Yan: "I didn't look at Song Changsi, I was looking at you."

Yin Yan said unhappily: "Then can you stop looking at me like that?"

"Oh, I can't control it..." Yin Hui shook his head and sighed, "I just want to see how stupid my stupid brother can be."

Yin Yan: "..."

Yin Hui suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, how long are you going to practice for?"

"The internship should be three or four days before the start of school." Yin Yan replied honestly, "Recently, our manager has started to take me to run projects. Although I don't know what they are doing, the manager said that it is just to get familiar with the process in advance."

Yin Hui nodded, and asked again: "Seven days off for Chinese New Year?"

Yin Yan hummed in confusion.

"Have you ever thought about going to the Song family to pay New Year's greetings?" Yin Hui glanced at Song Changsi who was approaching them, and said meaningfully, "You and Song Changsi are going to get married next year. Did you mention taking you home to meet your parents?"

These words stunned Yin Yan.

If it wasn't for Yin Hui's reminder, he would have completely forgotten about the existence of Song Changsi's parents.

Song Changsi didn't seem to have any intention of arranging for him to meet his family either. Not only did he talk to Mr. Yin alone when discussing next year's marriage, but he never mentioned anything about his family with him.

"I, I don't know." Yin Yan stammered.

He naturally wanted to see Song Changsi's parents, even though he heard that Song Changsi's parents were not good people, but there was still a sense of ceremony that marriage should have.

It's just that it's not up to him to decide whether he can meet Song Changsi's parents. If Song Changsi is unwilling, he doesn't want to force Song Changsi either.

"Isn't Song Changsi your wife? Why don't you know?" Yin Hui stood up, extinguished the remaining cigarette butt on the tree trunk next to him, and threw it in a place where the nanny could easily clean it.

"I don't know what he thinks. It's fine if he doesn't want to. I don't have to meet his parents." After thinking for a while, Yin Yan said slowly, "I'm marrying him, not with his parents or with him. The family gets married."

Yin Hui looked at Yin Yan with a complicated expression, and didn't speak any more, but cast his gaze behind Yin Yan.

In the next second, a hand was lightly placed on Yin Yan's shoulder.

"I'll take him back to meet his parents, you don't have to worry about that." Song Changsi's indifferent voice sounded in Yin Yan's ear abruptly.

Yin Yan was startled, and immediately jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on. Fortunately, Song Changsi pressed his shoulders as expected.

He hurriedly turned his head, just in time to meet Song Changsi's gaze turning to him.

Thinking of the conversation just now, Yin Yan suddenly felt guilty for speaking ill of Song Changsi behind his back and being caught by the person concerned.

He really wanted to say that he didn't speak ill of Song Changsi, but it seemed too self-inflicted to say such a thing, so he held back for a long time and could only say one sentence: "When did you come?"

"Just arrived." Song Changsi tightened his hands on his shoulders, as if nothing had happened, and asked him with a smile, "I brought the fireworks, do you still want to set them off?"

"put!"

"Let's go." Song Changsi put down his hand while speaking, took Yin Yan's hand, and interlocked his fingers.

Yin Yan couldn't wait to drag Song Changsi away. After walking a certain distance, he remembered to look back at his brother and found that his brother had disappeared.

The fireworks were bought by the nanny. Since the setting off of large-scale fireworks is prohibited in the city, the nanny bought small fireworks to be set off in her own yard.

Song Changsi stood watching from the side, while Yin Yan lit the fireworks with a lighter, and the bright and beautiful fireworks instantly illuminated their small world.

Yin Yan was as happy as a child, and turned her mobile phone to video recording mode, wandering around the fireworks, looking for a shooting angle up and down.

After patting and patting, they landed in front of Song Changsi.

Song Changsi's already fair face was made even whiter by the fireworks. There was a faint smile on his mouth, and his soft eyes, like spring water, always bypassed the camera and fell on Yin Yan.

"Look at the camera!" Yin Yan tapped the phone camera, "Here!"

Song Changsi shook his head helplessly, and turned his gaze to the camera.

Yin Yan stepped back in small steps, and at the same time pulled the camera back. He didn't stop until Song Changsi's upper body was in the mirror.

Song Changsi obediently stayed in the camera, not moving.

Yin Yan kept holding the phone.

There was a crackling sound when the fireworks were set off, and they stood there for a long time amidst the sound. Seeing that Yin Yan was still in the video recording position, Song Changsi couldn't help saying: "Is the filming over?"

"No."

"How long will it take?"

"Take another shot." Yin Yan tilted his head, his big eyes were exposed from the back of the phone, "Say a few words."

Song Changsi sighed, "What did I say?"

Yin Yan said, "Happy New Year?"

Song Changsi followed him obediently and said, "Happy New Year, Xiaoyan."

After speaking, he was silent again.

Song Changsi seldom takes pictures and videos, and has almost no experience in this field. Even when he needs to take pictures and videos at work, he does not need to interact with the camera. He just needs to do what he is doing.

Now, however, he's not doing anything but interacting with the camera.

This made Song Changsi, who had no camera sense and could not take pictures or videos, visibly bewildered with the naked eye. He didn't even know how to place his hands for a while.

He could only fold his arms and stare blankly at the camera.

He thought he must look silly.

The still burning fireworks clearly reflected Song Changsi's reaction on Yin Yan's mobile phone screen. Yin Yan didn't think Song Changsi like this was stupid at all, but thought Song Changsi like this was extremely cute.

Song Changsi was smarter, stronger, and more knowledgeable than him. He seemed to know everything, even having children. He rarely saw Song Changsi so at a loss.

Only such Song Changsi gave him the sense of reality that he had Song Changsi in his hands.

Yin Yan walked over and zoomed in on the camera. He fixed the camera on Song Changsi's face close at hand, squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "Let's say a few more words."

Song Changsi glanced at Yin Yan cautiously, and said in a tense voice, "What did you say?"

"Anything is fine." After Yin Yan finished speaking, she suddenly remembered, "Just say what you want to say to me, what do you want to say to me in the new year."

Song Changsi thought for a while, then straightened his face, and said to the camera solemnly: "In the new year, I wish you peace and joy, and everything goes well."

Yin Yan hid behind the phone and said happily: "It's so old-fashioned, I can receive dozens of such blessings every year."

"May you get what you want and what you want."

"This is fine." Yin Yan recalled, he had never seen such a blessing.

"May you have lights at night and someone in your dreams."

Yin Yan clicked his tongue twice, and was about to comment on this polite blessing, when the hand holding the phone was suddenly lifted up by another hand.

Song Changsi met his eyes.

Before he could react, Song Changsi gently pinched his chin.

Immediately afterwards, two soft and thin lips pressed together.

Yin Yan opened his mouth in a daze, just in time for Song Changsi to deepen the kiss, and the tip of his tongue stuck in, as if he was wrapped in strong and hot emotions, and every place he touched was slightly hot.

After a while, Song Changsi distanced himself and stared into Yin Yan's eyes without blinking: "And, I will always be yours, and you will always be mine."

Yin Yan was a little strange when he heard this sentence, but he couldn't tell why it was so strange for a while.

His heart was beating hard.

In addition to the crackling and crackling of the fireworks and his heavy breathing, he could hear the beating of his own powerful heart.

thump thump thump——

The more Song Changsi watched, the louder he became.

Song Changsi pinched his chin and stroked his cheek. Although Song Changsi had a smile on his lips, it didn't look like he was smiling, but he was stating something very seriously: "This year is the time we spent together. We will spend the first new year together, and every new year thereafter, until we die."

Song Changsi kissed his mouth again: "No one can separate us except death."

After finishing speaking, Song Changsi slowly softened his voice, looking at him expectantly and imploringly: "Are you okay?"

"Okay." Yin Yan heard himself give the answer forcefully, "We are always together, and no one can separate us."

When they returned after setting off the fireworks, Yin Hui was so depressed that he went upstairs to sleep. Yin Wenhua and Bai Zhen were still sitting on the sofa watching the party with Mr. Yin.

The nanny cooked several bowls of glutinous rice balls for them, and each bowl contained six large glutinous rice balls with black sesame seeds.

After tossing and tossing all night, Yin Yan was already hungry, so he picked up the bowl and finished the whole bowl of glutinous rice balls one bite at a time, and he drank all the soup.

Song Changsi next to him didn't have much appetite, he couldn't eat any more after barely eating two, but the others were still eating, and he was too embarrassed to put back the bowl with so many glutinous rice balls left, so he had to continue holding the bowl.

Seeing this, Yin Yan took the bowl from Song Changsi's hand, and quickly ate the remaining four glutinous rice balls with Song Changsi's used spoon.

Bai Zhen turned her head and saw this scene, she was so angry that she patted Yin Yan's back hard: "You are a real kid, if you want to eat, let auntie cook it for you, how can you grab Chang Si's bowl?"

Yin Yan screamed: "Mom, how can you beat someone on the first day of the new year? Be careful that you have nothing else to do this year, just beat people!"

Bai Zhen blew out her beard and stared: "Shut your mouth, don't say such unkind things when it's Chinese New Year."

Yin Yan howled: "Then don't hit me if you're older than the Chinese New Year!"

Song Changsi touched Yin Yan's back distressedly, and was about to explain aloud when Yin Yan dragged him up from the sofa.

"I'm too lazy to tell you, we're going to bed." Yin Yan snorted softly, dragged Song Changsi and walked upstairs.

Yin Yan ran as fast as a rabbit, and Song Changsi barely kept up with him. After a while, the two figures disappeared from everyone's sight.

Bai Zhen looked away angrily and amusedly, just as she scooped up the remaining glutinous rice balls and was about to put them into her mouth, she suddenly thought of a question: "By the way, where will Chang Si sleep tonight?"

Yin Wenhua took it for granted, "The two of them are going to get married next year, and Chang Si will of course sleep in Xiaoyan's bedroom."

Bai Zhen hesitated, "Could it be too fast? Xiaoyan is still a student."

Yin Wenhua comforted her: "Xiao Yan is an adult, don't worry, he has his own measure."

Bai Zhen said quietly: "Do you think Xiao Yan seems to be a person with his own sense of proportion?"

Yin Wenhua: "..."

The answer is no.

He is very clear about the weight of his youngest son.

Bai Zhen said again: "In case someone's life is accidentally caused..."

Yin Wenhua stood up abruptly, stuffed the bowl and spoon into the nanny's hands, and said to Mr. Yin, "Dad? Shall I go up and have a look?"

Mr. Yin nodded.

Yin Wenhua arrogantly went up to the second floor, came to the door of Yin Yan's bedroom, and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door opened, and Yin Yan, who was standing behind the door, had a resentful expression on his face: "What are you doing?"

Yin Wenhua tried to look in past Yin Yan, but unfortunately his youngest son only opened a crack in the door and blocked the crack with his body so that he couldn't see inside at all.

"Dad!" Yin Yan couldn't stand his father's mischievous look, and said calmly, "Are you okay? If it's okay, I'll sleep."

Yin Yan said that he was about to close the door.

Yin Wenhua hurriedly called to the door of the house: "Wait a minute, I will only call you if I have something to do, why should I call you if there is nothing to do?"

Yin Yan sighed: "What's the matter?"

"That..." Yin Wenhua cleared his throat in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "After all, this is not our own house, but your grandfather's house, you should avoid sleeping with Changsi, and your aunt has cleaned up the guest room Come out, let Chang Si sleep in the guest room."

Before the words fell, a clear voice sounded behind Yin Wenhua: "Uncle?"

Yin Wenhua froze for a moment, then turned around abruptly like a thief.

Song Changsi had already taken off his coat, only wearing a thick light gray sweater, and was looking at Yin Wenhua and Yin Yan and his son suspiciously.

Yin Yan, who was listless just a second ago, saw Song Changsi's eyes lit up, and instantly regained his energy. He excitedly asked Song Changsi: "Have you changed your mind?"

Before Song Changsi could speak, Yin Yan cocked his lips triumphantly: "I just said that the bed in my bedroom is more comfortable than the bed in the guest room, right? Auntie even took out my quilt and pillow to dry in the sun, come here now You still have time."

Yin Yan's bright black round eyes blinked, and the tail behind her not only raised to the sky, but also dangled joyfully.

Song Changsi felt itchy and gritted his molars secretly, but in front of Yin Wenhua, he had no choice but to push the tail back cruelly.

"I don't know how to use the bathroom faucet, come and help me look."

"..."

The tail behind Yin Yan fell to the ground and swept it aggrievedly.

Song Changsi couldn't hold back after all, walked up to Yin Yan in front of Yin Wenhua, rubbed Yin Yan's hair: "Good boy."

Yin Yan chuckled, and the tail behind her tended to curl up again.

Song Changsi held Yin Yan's hand, and only remembered Yin Wenhua's existence when he was about to leave. He smiled politely, "Is uncle looking for me? I seem to have heard uncle say my name just now."

Yin Wenhua blushed with embarrassment, and waved his hands hastily: "It's okay, I just came up to see if Xiaoyan can help you find a room. Since Xiaoyan has made arrangements, I won't bother you."

After Yin Wenhua finished speaking, he turned and left.

Before taking two steps, he thought of something again, turned his head and said to Yin Yan: "Tomorrow your cousin's family will come to pay New Year's greetings, remember to get up early and don't sleep in late."

Yin Yan was still pinching Song Changsi's hand happily, not listening to what his father said at all.

Yin Wenhua looked at his youngest son with a bright smile on his face, and immediately became angry: "Yin Yan!"

Yin Yan was taken aback.

Yin Wenhua said angrily, "Did you listen to me?"

Yin Yan didn't listen, shrunk his shoulders, was too guilty to say anything, and subconsciously hid behind Song Changsi.

Song Changsi naturally stood in front of Yin Yan, and then said to Yin Wenhua, "Don't worry, uncle, I will remind Xiaoyan."

Yin Wenhua scratched his head: "Then I will trouble you."

When he went downstairs, no matter how he thought about it, Yin Wenhua felt that the scene just now was not right. After returning to the sofa and sitting down, he realized what was not right——

Song Changsi's words and deeds seemed to draw an invisible line between him and his youngest son. On one side of the line was him, and on the other side were his youngest son and Song Changsi.

A line that clearly distinguishes this side from that side.

Yin Wenhua couldn't help feeling sad.

Is this what I can't help my mother?

His youngest son has grown up and is going to get married. From now on, the youngest son and his omega will become a family, and their original family members will become relatives instead.

Thinking of this, Yin Wenhua's nose felt sore and he almost burst into tears.

Yin Yan, who was helping Song Changsi adjust the bath water upstairs, didn't know how sad the old father downstairs was.

After adjusting the bath water, Yin Yan winked at Song Changsi, clearly hinting that he wanted to stay.

Song Changsi also expressed his gratitude to Yin Yan very clearly, and then mercilessly drove Yin Yan out of the guest room.

Yin Yan lingered bitterly outside the guest room door for a long time, seeing that Song Changsi had no intention of opening the door, he could only go back to his bedroom dejectedly.

This bedroom has always been reserved for him, and even if he doesn't live here, a nanny cleans it regularly.

Yin Yan didn't think this bedroom was so deserted before, but now that he wanted to sleep alone in this bedroom, he suddenly felt that this bedroom was terrifyingly deserted.

When he got into bed after taking a shower, the loneliness lingering in his heart instantly climbed to the peak.

He had slept with Song Changsi for a long time, and was used to being hugged by Song Changsi to sleep at night, but at this moment, Song Changsi was clearly at the door diagonally opposite him, but he couldn't see, let alone touch.

Yin Yan sighed slowly in the darkness, stretched out his hand to touch the other side of the bed, but found nothing, if he used to, he would touch Song Changsi's waist...

Oh no.

He reached for a cell phone.

The phone was still vibrating.

Yin Yan was stunned for a moment, then sat up from the bed reflexively.

He picked up his phone and saw that it was a WeChat video request from Song Changsi.

After connecting to the video, Song Changsi's face submerged in the dim light was immediately reflected on the phone screen.

Song Changsi didn't turn on the lights, only the faint light of the mobile phone screen shone on his face. As long as he observed carefully, he could find that Song Changsi was already lying on the bed.

Yin Yan leaned against the bed, staring at Song Changsi's face on the screen of the phone with burning eyes, but his mouth pouted unhappily: "What do you want from me?"

Song Changsi said softly, "Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?"

Yin Yan deliberately snorted: "Just now you didn't let me sleep in your room, what's the use of looking for me now?"

"At your grandfather's house, let's restrain ourselves a bit." Song Changsi had explained it countless times. He knew that Yin Yan wouldn't listen, so he simply added, "We can sleep together when we get home."

Yin Yan blinked: "I really want to go back now."

Song Changsi chuckled: "If I kidnap you now, maybe your grandfather and your parents will think of me."

Yin Yan thought about it for a while and felt that this was the truth, no matter how reluctant she was, she could only hold back.

"Hey, go to bed early, I'll wake you up tomorrow morning." Song Changsi started to put the child to sleep, but this time he couldn't pat the child on the back through the phone, so the effect was inevitably much worse.

Yin Yan retracted into the bed, still opening a pair of dark and bright eyes illuminated by the phone screen: "I can't sleep."

Song Changsi said: "Put down the phone, close your eyes, and soon you will fall asleep."

Yin Yan said, "But I don't want to put down my phone."

Before the word "why" came out of Song Changsi's mouth, Yin Yan said sullenly, "I won't be able to see you when I put down the phone."

Song Changsi was quiet for a while, and thought of a way: "Is there a lamp on your bedside table? You put your phone against the lamp, so that you can see me as long as you open your eyes."

Yin Yan did as he said.

Song Changsi said again: "Recharge your phone."

"it is good."

After finishing all this work, Yin Yan wrapped the quilt again and lay down on his side. Before closing his eyes, he asked Song Changsi uneasily: "You won't hang up the video while I'm asleep, will you?"

"No." Song Changsi began to coax the child to sleep again, "Sleep, I'll just watch you sleep like this, and I'll sleep again when you fall asleep."

Yin Yan closed her eyes and fell asleep not long after.

The next day, Yin Yan was woken up by Song Changsi. He was not in the habit of locking the bedroom door, so Song Changsi opened the door and came in.

Yin Yan opened his eyes in a daze, his voice hoarse: "What time is it?"

"It's eight o'clock."

Yin Yan put the quilt over his head, moaned and stretched out his hands from under the quilt to hug Song Changsi's waist: "I'm so sleepy, I don't want to get up."

After getting dressed, Song Changsi couldn't sit on the edge of the bed, so he bent down and patted Yin Yan's back through the quilt: "If you don't get up again, your cousin's family will be coming soon."

Yin Yan continued to moan and whine, writhing on the bed like a worm, with his disheveled head still arching into Song Changsi's arms.

"I want to sleep for a while." Yin Yan grew more courageous and tried to hug Song Changsi to his bed, "Honey, come and sleep with me for a while."

Song Changsi said with a smile, "I'm all dressed."

Hearing this, Yin Yan poked his head out of the quilt anxiously, and looked at Song Changsi with bright eyes: "Then shall I take it off for you?"