After I married that omega instead of my brother

There was a bang in Yin Yan's head.

In an instant, it seemed that all thoughts were blown away.

Song Changsi shook his hands and tried to take off Yin Yan's clothes, but Yin Yan grabbed his wrist.

"You, don't do this." Yin Yan's voice trembled violently.

It was obvious that Song Changsi's skin had been frozen cold by the cold air in the car, but the skin that touched it was as hot as if it was about to burn.

Song Changsi's hand was caught, but his body was still attached to Yin Yan's body, and the other hand that was still movable continued to pull Yin Yan's clothes.

"Don't you want a child?" Song Changsi took the initiative to kiss Yin Yan's ear, even if he said such words, he used such a humble tone, "Xiao Yan, let's have a child now , when you go to college, the child will be born."

Yin Yan shook his head: "No..."

Hearing this, Song Changsi's body stiffened for a moment, he slowly raised his head, and looked at Yin Yan with deep eyes: "Why?"

For some reason, at this moment, Yin Yan didn't dare to look Song Changsi in the eyes. He looked straight ahead and said bravely, "I don't want a child."

"Really?" Yu Guangzhong and Song Changsi's mouth curled into a bitter arc, and even his words were full of bitterness, "Do you not want a child, or do you not want my child?"

Yin Yan was quiet for a while, as if he had done enough psychological preparation for himself, he took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Song Changsi suddenly: "Song Changsi, you really don't need to make yourself like this, I know you don't You like children, you don't like having children, and you don't like raising children. If you make such a decision rashly, you are not only irresponsible to yourself, but also irresponsible to your children."

Song Changsi was stunned for a moment.

Yin Yan let go of Song Changsi's hand, picked up his coat again and put it on Song Changsi's body.

He was afraid that Song Changsi would lose his coat again, so he quickly put the cuffs on Song Changsi's hand when Song Changsi was not paying attention.

Song Changsi did not struggle, but stared at him blankly, the paleness of his face could not be covered by the dim light falling in from the car window.

Yin Yan shoved the sweater into Song Changsi's hand, hesitantly said, "Song Changsi, don't be like this, go back and work hard."

Song Changsi's coat was loosely wrapped around his body, and he held a ball of sweater in his arms. His eyes were full of bewilderment and helplessness.

Yin Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

In his memory, Song Changsi was an extremely strong and face-saving person. He had never shown his weakness to someone like this, nor would he show such a weak and small side.

But in just half a month, Song Changsi's changes were so great that he felt strange, as if he didn't know this person at all.

But this change is not what he is happy to see.

Even if Song Changsi had deceived him and hurt him, he didn't want to see Song Changsi degenerate like this.

This is not the Song Changsi he likes.

The Song Changsi he likes should be like the flower of Gaoling, always hold his head high, not give in to anyone easily, and have his own arrangements and plans, and will not be disrupted by anyone.

Song Changsi taught him self-discipline and taught him to prioritize.

However, in the end, Song Changsi never expected that he would be more likely to collapse than him.

Facing Song Changsi like this, Yin Yan couldn't say a single serious word. He sighed and said, "Didn't you say not to disrupt your life rhythm casually? Look at how chaotic your life is now. You left so many important things behind."

Before he finished speaking, Song Changsi opened his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, tears welled up from Song Changsi's eyes abruptly.

Song Changsi still maintained an almost expressionless appearance, but a steady stream of tears flowed down his cheeks.

In the blink of an eye, his face was covered with tears.

Yin Yan never dreamed that Song Changsi would shed tears in front of him one day.

He was so shocked that it took him a long time to react. Seeing that Song Changsi's tears became more wanton, he frantically found something to wipe Song Changsi's tears.

After searching for a while, he couldn't find anything, so he had to raise his hand and wipe the tears off Song Changsi's face with the back of his hand.

"Why are you crying?" Yin Yan saw Song Changsi crying, and his chest felt tight.

His whole heart was so painful that he wished to shed tears instead of Song Changsi.

"Don't cry." Yin Yan wiped away Song Changsi's tears over and over again, but Song Changsi's tears couldn't be stopped at all, and new ones gushed out as soon as they were wiped away.

Song Changsi was so different from him crying, but he just let the tears flow down silently with a wooden face.

Yin Yan said, "You make me want to cry too..."

Song Changsi stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly. Although Song Changsi's face was wet with tears, there was not much crying in his voice: "The most important thing is to save you. Besides, what else? It doesn't matter anymore."

Yin Yan's limbs were stiff, and her tear-stained hand was still raised in the air.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyan." Song Changsi said with tears, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Song Changsi said: "As long as you want, I can apologize to you every day. Now I really regret that I did that. I thought that as long as I consolidated my position and power, I would have everything. Before I fell in love with you, I never regarded love as a necessity in life, but I regret it now."

With a sore throat in Yin Yan's throat, he slowly put down his hand that was raised in mid-air.

"With you gone, my life has lost its meaning. I work so hard and live without knowing why. I used to be like a walking dead. Now I have finally found my focus. I really don't want to be a walking dead again. , that kind of life is so boring, so boring that I don't even want to live in this world."

Hearing this, Yin Yan was taken aback, quickly pulled Song Changsi's arm, widened his eyes and said, "What are you talking nonsense about? Why don't you want to live?"

Song Changsi closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling in pain.

When he opened his eyes, he didn't say anything else, he stretched out his hand to hold Yin Yan's cheek, bowed his head and kissed it.

The tears on Song Changsi's face touched Yin Yan's face. The hot tears had turned cold, but they were soon covered by new tears.

Tears trickled down their open mouths, bitter and astringent.

Yin Yan tasted such bitter tears for the first time.

For a moment, such bitter tears seemed to flow directly into his heart.

Song Changsi pried Yin Yan's teeth open with the tip of his tongue, and seemed to be kissing Yin Yan, but in fact, his movements were obviously flattering.

The kiss didn't last long.

Song Changsi went all the way down, and finally stopped in the abdomen.

Yin Yan guessed what Song Changsi was going to do all of a sudden, his face blushed, he didn't even have time to wipe off the saliva left on his lips, and hurriedly raised his hand to cover Song Changsi's face which was bent down in panic.

"Don't, don't do this..." Yin Yan made a gesture to pull Song Changsi up.

But Song Changsi avoided Yin Yan pulling his hand, and buried his face again.

Yin Yan Luokong's hand clenched tightly.

In an instant, it seemed as if a cluster of fire had drilled into his body without sound and quietly ignited something, so that all the boiled blood rushed to the top of his head.

He even had the illusion of being struck by lightning.

The electric current ran all over the body, crisp and numb.

He couldn't help spreading his legs apart, and his fingers sank deep into Song Changsi's hair until his knees touched the seat in front of him, and his extremely stretched body lasted for about four or five seconds before he gradually relaxed.

In the end, it seemed to be a puddle of water.

For a moment, he seemed to be in heaven.

Song Changsi opened his mouth slightly, and was stunned for a moment. He spat out the contents of his mouth into the palm of his hand, straightened up a little and approached Yin Yan.

"Really not?"

Yin Yan was still in the state of a sage, his mind was blank, and suddenly heard Song Changsi's question, he asked casually in doubt: "Don't want what?"

Song Changsi threw away his coat for the third time, but this time he remembered to turn on the heater in the car.

Yin Yan watched Song Changsi press the heating button with his hands that touched and got his stuff, and suddenly felt unable to bear to look directly at him.

It is estimated that when his father bought him this car, he would never have thought that this car had other uses besides driving.

Song Changsi had one knee resting on the edge of the seat on Yin Yan's right, and one foot half-kneeled on Yin Yan's left. He was much taller than Yin Yan who was sitting by, with his eyelashes downcast, condescending.

"Child." Song Changsi stared at him, "Do you really want a child?"

Only then did Yin Yan understand what Song Changsi meant, and without thinking about it, he shook his head like a rattle: "No."

Song Changsi pursed his lips, looked at Yin Yan silently for a while, and suddenly sighed: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he changed the topic, "Then let's change positions, shall we?"

At noon the next day, Yin Yan woke up on the bed at Song Changsi's house, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling, he had the illusion that he had traveled through time.

How could he be lying on Song Changsi's bed?

Oh……

Because they drove back with the flow after two rounds in the Porsche last night.

Then, I tossed in the bathroom for most of the day.

After Yin Yan recalled what happened last night, he put his hand on his forehead with a headache, closed his eyes and thought, what's going on with him and Song Changsi?It has developed to this point before reconciliation...

So what to do next?

Pretend nothing happened?

But it's too embarrassing to get along like that!

Or continue to keep a distance from Song Changsi?Wait until he thinks it through before he decides what to do?

But wouldn't that make him look like a scumbag?After all, he just had sex with Song Changsi...

Yin Yan thought about it so much that his head hurt.

At this moment, a hand gently covered the hand on his forehead, the palm was close to his, and intertwined with his fingers.

Yin Yan hurriedly opened his eyes, and saw Song Changsi squatting beside the bed at some point.

Song Changsi looked at him gently: "Did you get enough sleep?"

The distance between them was very close, so close that Yin Yan could clearly see the fine hairs on Song Changsi's cheeks. As a result, he inevitably thought of certain scenes from last night.

Thinking of the blush on Song Changsi's face and the expression mixed with forbearance and confusion under the light.

It seems that there is heat climbing up the tip of the ear.

Yin Yan took two breaths, quickly withdrew his hand from Song Changsi's hand, wrapped himself in the quilt and got up: "Enough sleep, I'm going to get up."

"Okay." Song Changsi also stood up, "The meal is almost ready, come out to eat after you wash up."

Yin Yan was too embarrassed to look into Song Changsi's eyes, and nodded indiscriminately: "Okay."

"Your clothes are at the end of the bed. They are all old clothes you left at home. I took the clothes last night to wash." Song Changsi said again.

Yin Yan continued to nod indiscriminately: "Okay."

After Song Changsi left, Yin Yan wrapped himself in a quilt and went to get clothes, only to find that Song Changsi had not only prepared a jacket and trousers, but even new underwear.

As for the underpants he took off last night, even with his toes, Song Changsi took them to wash them.

Yin Yan had a complicated expression, and looked at the new underwear for a while, then let out a deep sigh.

After washing, Yin Yan found the mobile phone that Song Changsi put on the bedside table.

The phone has long been out of power and turned off. Fortunately, his spare charger has been plugged into the socket beside the bed. The charger is connected to the charging port of the phone. Song Changsi probably connected it for him.

In the past, he often played with his mobile phone before going to bed, and he didn't bother to charge his mobile phone. When he woke up in the morning, his mobile phone was often out of power and turned off.

Over time, Song Changsi developed the habit of charging his cell phone after he fell asleep.

Yin Yan stared at the phone for a moment, before turning on the phone screen.

It shows a bunch of WeChat messages and missed calls.

All missed calls were from Yin Hui.

Thinking of what Zhu Jingcheng said last night, Yin Yan felt a little angry, and dialed Yin Hui's phone with the idea of ​​asking the teacher for a crime.

Yin Hui quickly connected and asked, "Where are you?"

Yin Yan was vague: "Song Changsi's family."

Yin replied, "I knew it, just wait, I'm on my way to find you."

"Ah?" Yin Yan was stunned, "No...brother, do you know the address here?"

Yin Hui said, "What's the relationship between our two families? It's just a phone call to find out his home address."

"..." Yin Yan looked outside the bedroom door, panicked immediately, and hurriedly said, "Brother! What are you doing here? Don't come! You go back!"

Yin Hui was amused by his younger brother's panicked reaction, but more of an angry laugh. He gritted his teeth and said, "What else can I do? Of course I'm going to see you."

Yin Yan ruthlessly refused: "I don't want you to see, you go back quickly!"

Yin Yan said, "I'm here."

Yin Yan said, "It's just a matter of turning the car around when you go back."

Yin Hui was quiet for two seconds, and gritted his teeth viciously: "I found that you are really a little heartless. You usually call brother and brother kindly, but once Song Changsi is involved, you will immediately turn your face and deny your relatives."

Yin Yan was confident: "It's not because you have a big prejudice against Song Changsi, so I have to guard against it."

"...All right." Yin Hui was hurt by this younger brother who always turned his elbows outward, and sighed, "I admit that I have a big prejudice against him, so this time I will eliminate the prejudice in the past."

Yin Yan narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

These words came out of his brother's mouth, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a weasel giving a New Year greeting to a chicken-uneasy and kind.

"Don't talk about it, I'm still driving." Yin Hui said, "We'll talk about it later when we meet."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Yin Yan hurriedly called again, but there was no one on the other side to answer.

Yin Yan tugged at her hair irritably, got up and walked out of the bedroom.

When he came to the restaurant, Song Changsi happened to serve the food on the table, all of which were Yin Yan's favorite dishes, both light and oily and salty.

Song Changsi already had a small appetite, so he ate even less today. He kept adding food to Yin Yan. After the whole meal, he didn't take a few bites.

Yin Yan was afraid of embarrassment, so he kept his head buried in eating, and didn't pay much attention to Song Changsi, so he didn't notice Song Changsi's strangeness.

After dinner, Song Changsi asked Yin Yan to go to the living room to rest, and he packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen.

As soon as Yin Yan came to the living room, he heard the doorbell ring.

Song Changsi in the kitchen also heard the doorbell, and leaned out half of his body from behind the kitchen door: "Xiaoyan, can you open the door for me?"

"Okay." After Yin Yan finished answering, she suddenly remembered something and added, "It seems that my brother is here."

He stepped on his slippers and ran to open the door.

Open the door and take a look.

Sure enough, Yin Hui was standing outside the door, holding two plastic bags containing apples and boxed strawberries in his hands.

Yin Yan glanced at the bright red apples in the plastic bag, and said speechlessly, "Brother, are you addicted to peeling apples? After peeling them in the hospital, you still come to Song Changsi's house to peel them?"

"Who said I'm here to peel apples?" Yin Hui stared, and stuffed two bags of fruit into Yin Yan's arms, "I bought these from downstairs. It's my first time here, so I can't be empty-handed."

Yin Yan looked surprised: "Brother, this doesn't seem like something you would do?"

Yin Hui: "..."

In view of the fact that he might be pissed off by his stupid brother if he continued, he chose to shut up and walked into the hall without saying a word.

Fortunately, He Yiheng and Sheng Yuan came to visit once before, and Song Changste went to the supermarket to buy shoe covers, otherwise Yin Hui would have to go barefoot or wear sandals.

Yin Yan took shoe covers for his brother, and came to the living room with two bags of fruit.

He put two bags of fruit on the coffee table, then pointed to the sofa: "Sit."

Just like a master's posture.

In fact, he has not returned to this home for a long time.

Yin Hui glanced at his younger brother meaningfully, and didn't lose his younger brother's interest in playing the host. He sat down on the seat designated by Yin Yan.

Yin Yan sat down opposite Yin Hui.

Yin Hui looked around and asked, "Where is Song Changsi?"

Yin Yan said, "I'm washing the dishes."

Yin Hui: "..."

I don't know if it was Yin Yan's illusion, but he actually caught a trace of shock from his brother's face.

Yin Hui was indeed shocked, but he hid it well.

Although he knew that Song Changsi took care of his younger brother like he took care of his son, he didn't have a definite idea. Now that he heard that Song Changsi was washing dishes in the kitchen, and seeing his younger brother take care of him as he should, He was deeply shocked.

Before, I really couldn't see that Song Changsi was such a diligent omega.

Obviously Song Changsi looked more different than any omega he had ever seen.

Yin Yan scratched his head, he didn't know what his brother was thinking.

Of course, even if he knew, he didn't think there was anything to be shocked about.

This is how he and Song Changsi get along.

Song Changsi took care of all the housework and never let him intervene, so he had to do all the heavy work, such as moving things upstairs after shopping in the supermarket, removing curtains and moving sofas when cleaning.

Over time, even if he and Song Changsi separated for a period of time, and then returned to this home, he still subconsciously got along according to the previous pattern.

Yin Yan raised his hand and shook it in front of Yin Hui's eyes: "Brother?"

Yin Hui suddenly regained consciousness.

Yin Yan withdrew her hand and said unhappily, "Are you here in a daze?"

"No..." Yin Hui wiped his face and said seriously, "Since Song Changsi is washing the dishes, let me tell you first, did you see Zhu Jingcheng last night? What do you think of him?"

Yin Yan asked back, "Didn't he tell you?"

"What did you say? You said you ran away with Song Changsi without even eating?"

Yin Yan didn't expect that Zhu Jingcheng would say these words to his brother, and his eyes widened in anger: "Is that what he told you?"

Yin Hui waved his hand: "I also said a lot, but those are not important, I just want to know how you feel about him."

Before Yin Yan could answer, Yin Hui emphasized again, "Zhu Jingcheng was the most popular omega in our school at the time, and you look at him like that, so you don't have any feelings for him at all, right?"

Yin Yan rubbed her chin, although she didn't want to admit it, but said truthfully: "It's really good-looking, much better than Li Yaoyao from our school..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a crackling sound in the kitchen.

The two brothers sitting on the sofa were startled at the same time.

Yin Yan's face changed even more, and he jumped up from the sofa in an instant, and ran towards the kitchen.

He hurried to the kitchen door and looked inside.

I saw Song Changsi standing among the debris of dishes with a pale face and helplessness.

After meeting Yin Yan's eyes in a blink of an eye, Song Changsi broke free from a certain dazed state. He said sorry in a low voice, and quickly squatted down to pick up the fragments with his bare hands.

But he moved too hastily, and the splinters pricked his fingers.

The bright red blood overflowed in an instant, and one drop after another fell on the light gray floor and the white dishes.

The author has something to say: the author made a calculation, and Yin and Song Dynasties have no destiny with their children in this life _(:з"∠)_

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