The consequences of wearing a roommate's skirt by mistake

"Hey, hey, don't cheat! He doesn't know how to play, so find someone who can't and run with him." Lan Lan casually pointed around a group of people, only Song Qingran hadn't played.

Song Qingran also pointed to herself, "Huh? Me?"

The subtle desire to win and lose spread in his heart, but Wen Song didn't refuse anymore, put on the protective gear, "Whoever reaches the finish line first wins? How to play this."

"Put the accelerator to the bottom on the straight line, and press the brake on the curve. Let's go."

"..."

At least he has a driver's license.He clenched his fist, and said harshly first, "I must take you away today!"

The first time I played it, I couldn't explain too many skills. The coach explained a few words and asked me to experience it myself to find out the feeling.

A group of people originally wanted to see the two of them pecking at each other, but they didn't expect to drive out and one was wilder than the other. They drifted around the corner and even flew out with the car.

Probably because of the harsh words before the run, it ended up taking the lead by overtaking the distance between the two cars.Wen Song got out of the car and took off his helmet. His cheeks were flushed with excitement and his eyes sparkled. He was obviously having fun, "I can run two more laps!"

Qin Qin laughed, brushed his sweaty forehead, and pressed it, "Little lunatic."

Song Qingran got off the car and was booed by a group of people in the base. He joked that he would not accept it. He took off his protective gear and went to Wen Song and said, "It's amazing."

Wen Song said modestly, "It's just luck."

Song Qingran smiled.He lost earlier, even if he could tacitly say it, he still wanted to make it clear, "Actually... I just hope that I can be special in someone's eyes."

He said such a sentence inexplicably.The two looked not far away.Qin Qin bowed his head and chatted with the bass in the band. He didn't know what he said, but was slapped twice on the shoulder, kind and casual.The hearty smile that was rarely seen before was also commonplace during the time at the base.

"Take him away. Don't worry, no one in the base pays attention to him, they are all friends." Song Qingran shrugged, and seemed to be relieved: "Besides, it's useless even if others are interested. You raised him until you only recognize you. people."

"Hey Xiao Song! Hurry up and come here." The companion called him, "Brother, teach you, don't lose the embarrassment again next time."

"immediately!"

He waved back and asked Wen Song, "A few of them said that there will be a celebration banquet after recording the finals, why don't you come?"

"Okay." Wen Song nodded and watched him run to his partner.

Go-karts are pretty fun.

Fortunately, I have been here.

There must be supplies before the final, and later everyone turned to continue to spend the night, and he returned to the hotel with his spoils.

When was the last time you seized all the time to stick together?

"When I just returned to school at the beginning of the year, I spent half a month with you." Qin Qin licked and bit his earlobe, and said vaguely, "Every day is like living in a dream. Everyday...you have to go to the dream meet you."

Time flows like viscous honey, too sweet to be tiresome.Wen Song thought of those dark days, like being kept in a paradise isolated from reality, without touching the ground every day, thinking about troubles and fearless.

But he prefers now.

Even if I am troubled, there is a present of fear and worry.

"Get out of there, we can still be good." Wen Song shrank his neck, waited for him to stick to him again, kissed him actively, and said the most touching words of love.

"I will never leave."

Qin Tan has been tamed by him very well, and he can always go a little too far to make him feel comfortable, making it even more addictive to toss.

After being squeezed out of his last bit of strength, he fell into a drowsy sleep. Qin Tan didn't know when he left the next day, but only remembered a light good morning kiss on his forehead, and then turned over and continued to sleep.

Before long, the doorbell rang.

He reluctantly got up, floated top-heavy to the door, opened the door, and looked at Wen Yu who rushed over: "..."

Deja vu scene.

Wen Song was shocked, fully awake, and an ominous premonition enveloped his whole body.

"Put on your pants." Wen Yu said in a deep voice, "Follow me home."

**

Wen Yu knocked on the door and nothing good happened.

Wen Song heard the whole story on the way home.The relatives and children who came to visit during the holidays were also chasing the TV series, and even paid close attention to Qin Qin. When watching the latest episode on TV, Wen Zhengming asked a few words.

Unexpectedly, the old man was also interested in this kind of young people's program, and he didn't happily tell the whole story, even talking about gossip about high-profile coming out on Weibo.

Wen Zhengming's brows became tighter the more he listened, and he became suspicious, and checked out the three generations of Qin Qin's ancestors.I finally understood why Wen Song had been saying all kinds of good things in front of him these days, and threw his cane in a rage.

Wen Yu warned in advance, "When you get home, remember to admit your mistakes obediently. Grandpa told you to follow everything first..."

"Why should I admit my mistake?" Wen Song retorted, "I didn't do anything wrong."

Wen Yu: "..."

Almost already able to predict the storm at home, he persuaded helplessly, "You forgot that grandpa is not in good health? No matter who is right or who is wrong, you have to follow him. What if you get angry?"

Wen Song subconsciously told him that he already regretted it, and nodded obediently when he heard the words, "I know."

He has always been well-behaved and obedient, especially in front of his grandfather. He thought that with Wen Yu around, it would not be difficult to persuade him together, and he didn't ask for immediate acceptance. He only hoped that the future would grow a little bit.

But I still didn't expect that Wen Zhengming would use such a strong method. From the moment he stepped into the house, all communication devices on his mobile phone and tablet were confiscated, and he was not allowed to go anywhere when he was locked in the house.He even had to find someone to transfer his file to a local university.

Wen Zheng raged against him, "You have been said to be a smart kid since you were a child, and yet you do such stupid things! You are not a bit better than your mother!"

Wen Song was shocked by this battle, and his docile temperament was also aroused to be rebellious, "Why...why can't I be with him? My mother didn't do anything wrong!"

To tear away the hidden pain in this family, it is everyone who suffers.Every wrinkle on Wen Zhengming's face trembled, as if seeing the tragedy of the past was about to happen to this child again.

"If you want to fall in love, you can do whatever you want, and I won't say anything about you if you fall in love with a man. But you can't be with a psychopath! Haven't you seen what that looks like? How dare you?!"

"No..." Wen Song explained eagerly, "but I, I... I love him very much. Like, like you love your mother very much. After she got sick, you have been taking care of her for many years, haven't you? He's just sick...how can you blame him?"

Wen Zhengming disagreed with his daughter's marriage from the beginning to the end, but he still gave a lot of financial assistance overtly and secretly.

Whether those reliefs helped her get through the difficulties, or prolonged her pain, is a place of self-blame and regret that a father has been unwilling to mention for so many years.

Wen Zhengming gritted his teeth and said, "I only regret giving birth to your mother and spoiling you!"

Even Wen Yu was frightened, he had never seen him get so angry, and he couldn't be persuaded.With a wink, Wen Song asked Wen Song to go back to the room first, and then he freed himself to slowly persuade the old man to calm down his anger.

Wen Song was completely disconnected from the Internet. He was anxious and afraid in the room, so he could only adjust his emotions in silence. He went downstairs at dinner time and apologized to his grandfather in a soft-spoken and kind voice.

He is sensible.But Wen Zhengming was surprisingly tough on this matter, contrary to his usual favor, and refused to give him the forgiveness he wanted.In the past day or two, he was confined at home and didn't know anything about the outside world.

After all, he was young, and quickly lost his composure. He shut himself in the room without eating or drinking, and protested silently.

Grandpa was also short-tempered, "Leave him alone if he's not afraid of starvation! Don't give him food!"

Wen Yu is in a dilemma.

**

Ever since Qin Qin entered the base to record the program, the two of them have never stopped talking on a regular basis every night.

I just stayed in the hotel in the morning, and didn't receive a call from Wen Song later. Qin Tan didn't think much about it at first, so he sent two WeChat messages to him, and went to stay up late to rehearse.

But I didn't receive a reply until the end of work, so I couldn't help but think about it.The phone was turned off when I called. Song Qingran passed by and said the truth casually, "Could it be that the battery is out?"

Such a reality is hard to imagine.In the era when the mobile phone is never away from the body for a moment, how many people can tolerate the power being exhausted to the point of automatic shutdown?

Qin Qin knows best, "He is the kind of person who will find a charger when the battery is below 50.00%."

"..."

Not getting through on the phone is more anxiety-provoking than not returning messages.He couldn't get away in the base, so he had to find Lan Lan, and then found out about the incident from Wen Yu.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qin Qin dropped his phone and said he couldn't record it.The cameras were still on, and the final was just around the corner. A group of people were very anxious when they heard him say that he was going to retire. Even the director and executive producer came over to persuade him to get down to business, and the most important thing was to do the work right now.

But they don't know.If Wen Song is not good, all this is meaningless to him at all.

Song Qingran knew him longer than others, and tried to persuade him: "If you are like this... you will only make Wen Song look down on you if you quit the competition!"

Qin Tan actually laughed, and looked around at the group of people around him. Finally, his gaze fell on him, and he only stayed there for a moment, then looked back helplessly.

"You don't know Wen Song at all."

He locked himself in the dormitory to calm down alone, and no one dared to disturb him all day long.Time was running out, and the door of the dormitory was not opened until the last minute when we had to rehearse.

A group of people were holding guitars and basses, waiting at the door and watching him nervously.

Qin Qin straightened his lips, and said in a cold voice, "Go on stage."

**

On the fourth day of being locked up at home, Wen Song still could only see Qin Tan from the TV playback.

He listened to Wen Yu's words, and if there was room for relaxation, he could only try his best not to make grandpa angry.During the day, he plays the role of a good boy who knows his mistakes and corrects them. At night, when he goes back to his room, he tosses and turns and loses his mind. This kind of life is about to drive him crazy.

Wen Yu was worried about his condition, and his aunt brought fruit to the study until midnight, thinking about going to give him a copy, but found that he was not in the room.

Then someone was found in the kitchen.It was quiet downstairs. He stood in front of the refrigerator and cracked several raw eggs into the bowl.If he hadn't discovered it himself, Wen Yu would never have imagined that his always docile brother would go to such extremes just to meet someone.

Wen Song held the egg liquid and was still thinking about whether to boil it in water or fry it in oil, but he suddenly snatched it from him, and he was startled, "...Brother."

"Don't do stupid things." Wen Yu lowered his voice and glanced upstairs, "Are you dying? Being discovered by grandpa makes you even more unreasonable."

"Don't tell him."

"Is this a question of whether I will tell you? Even if you can get out of the house, you will be half dead when you are sent to the hospital. Can you still have the strength to sneak away and meet someone?"

"..."

Wen Song curled his lips, and finally couldn't hold back his eyes, and squatted on the ground with his hands covering his face, leaning against the refrigerator and muttering, "Then what should I do, what should I do."

"Wait a little longer, don't be impatient." Wen Yu sighed inwardly, knelt down and patted his head, "You are about to start school soon. Didn't Grandpa say anything about asking you to be transferred back to school? We will meet at the school then That's also fine."

"But I can't wait until then. He can't find me, he, he himself will be afraid there." Wen Song shook his head, the more he spoke, the sadder he became, and he struggled to suppress his sobs, "He's different... ...he can't control himself, and he doesn't want to be like that but he... bro, I'm so scared. What if something happens to him? I just dreamed that he ran out of the base and climbed the window to find me. I just, I Also, I searched for it on the balcony for a while."

"..."

Wen Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, took him to rest on the sofa, patted his back and comforted him, "Why is there no security system in the base? He is surrounded by people when he is recording the show. If he finds something wrong, there will always be measures? It won't be such a serious accident." of."

"Listen to me, Xiao Song, calm down first. No matter how flawed he is, he is still an adult after all, and he should have the ability to take care of himself. You can't always take care of him for the rest of your life, can you?"

"But he...brother." Wen Song anxiously wanted to distinguish, but was interrupted gently.

"I know you love him and want to protect him, but you can't ask everyone to be like you. We don't know him yet, especially grandpa. We haven't observed him face to face, just listen to you say good things about him , how could you really like him?"

Wen Yu said, "You have to know, no matter what kind of person he is, whether he hurts you or cherishes you, we are the ones who will always treat you well. If he is really good to you, we have no reason not to accept him. Grandpa is not an unreasonable person, but it takes a lot of time to understand these things slowly. Being anxious now will only backfire, understand?"

Wen Song choked up for a long time before gradually calming down. "I see."

"Go to rest early and take your time."

Wen Yu patted his head again, "Are you hungry? I'll ask someone to make you a supper."

Wen Song still shook his head, "I don't want to eat anything."

My heart was very blocked.Even though I had long thought that such an experience would be unavoidable, I still couldn't prevent it from being so difficult when it actually happened.

Back in the room, unable to fall back to sleep, he looked at the suitcase that was randomly placed in the corner of the room, and suddenly remembered something, got out of bed to open it, and found a red envelope from the bottom mezzanine.

It was the performance fee I earned in the bar that day, and I planned to save it for my grandpa during the Chinese New Year.But at the dinner table at noon the next day, he personally put this humble red envelope in front of Wen Zhengming.

"This is the first time I have earned money by myself, although it is very little. But I want to give it to you as a gift."

Wen Song said sincerely, "I have grown up, grandpa. I will make myself better, and I will only be with people who can make me better."

The old man didn't look moved, but he didn't say a word and accepted his red envelope.Even after many days, I sat down to watch TV with him again and chatted for a few days.

Wen Song tentatively switched the program to Audio Comprehensive, and today is the live broadcast of the finals.At this moment, the host happened to be doing a live broadcast, and the camera was facing the direction. Behind the host was the contestant preparation area. Wen Song saw a few blurred figures in the background, and at a glance he could distinguish the silhouette that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Grandpa was still by his side, he tried hard to hold back his tears, wanted to switch channels but couldn't bear it.Wen Zhengming didn't say anything, and he didn't ask to turn off the TV while the show was playing in front of his eyes.Thinking that maybe this is also a proof that the situation has improved, Wen Song took a deep breath and pretended to watch calmly.

Until the long-awaited band appeared, the audience gathered their eyes, and the lead singer stood in the center of the stage illuminated by the spotlight.

"The last song is for Wen Song. Without him, I can't get here."

Qin Tan looked at the camera and said, "I really want to see him soon."

The last self-composed piece by him and the band on this stage is called "When I Said I Want to Send You Flowers".

Obviously it is the rhythm of rock and roll, and the melody is far from romantic and gentle.

[When I say I want to send you flowers

you know

That's saying I love you]

Wen Song finally couldn't maintain his calm anymore, and wept in front of the screen.Wen Zhengming couldn't stand it anymore, snorted, and went upstairs to the study on crutches.

He cried so hard that he couldn't make out what else was sung in the song, and his mind was buzzing.Until Wen Yu forcibly pulled him up from the sofa, "Hurry up."

"...What?" Wen Song didn't hear what he just said, but when he saw the car keys in his hand, he opened his eyes wide and swallowed back his crying, "But I...you, what about grandpa!"

"If he wanted to stop you and even nailed the windows to you, wouldn't he not see such a big fight like me?"

"..."

"It's okay, he doesn't care about you and he just agrees. If you're too old, let it go. You go first, and when you come back, you can act coquettishly with him and go down the stairs and it's over."

Together with the car keys, Wen Yu threw him a listing card, which was the employee card of the base specially obtained before, "There is still time to go now."

It was completely dark, but the street lights were bright.The car was running fast in the night, beams of light covered the road all the way.Wen Song stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom like driving a go-kart, bumping all the way, his heart pounding in his chest.He went out in a hurry and didn't bring his mobile phone, so he could only drive forward based on his impression and intuition, but it was surprisingly smooth, and he drove all the way to the base.

It can be heard from outside the building, the voices of people inside are buzzing, and the music is loud.Wen Song stopped the car and grabbed his employee ID card and ran in. On the way, he asked about the location of the stage. He was anxiously detoured by the winding passage, so he could only listen to the sound and walk in the direction of the loudest music.

Qin Qin had just finished taking a group photo and was about to find someone when he saw him rushing out of the staff passageway, as if shocked by the crowded and lively scene in the recording hall, he stopped and looked around blankly.

The little fool forgot to wear glasses when he went out.

However, Qin Qin aimed at him with a glance, burst into a smile, dropped the box in his hand, jumped off the stage and went to him, hugged him for several laps.

Wen Song gasped and laughed, didn't catch his breath for a long time, and asked intermittently, "I'm catching up, catching up, are you on it?"

"Just right."

Qin Qin pulled him to the stage, picked up the discarded box and opened it, hung the flamboyant gold medal around his neck in front of the camera, and kissed him several times.

"Wen Song is here!"

The booing sound was earth-shattering.Wen Song was dumbfounded by the kiss, and before he could react, he was lifted up and thrown into the sky by these kind people.

The light suddenly approached and far away, shaking people dizzy, the feeling of weightlessness is unparalleled, the satisfaction of getting one's wish.

After being troubled by them for a while, many more group photos were taken, and the two were let off to the backstage/alone to talk.

In order not to make him more sad, Wen Yu didn't tell him anything about the base. He only now knew that Qin Qin wanted to retire halfway through the competition.

"Later, the director said that he would have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages for quitting. I thought about it and forgot it. I came to record the show to make money, and I can't pay back."

"What is that!"

Wen Song only felt bad that he was not in good condition and felt wronged by himself to complete the intense work, "If you don't want to record, then you won't record, even if you pay liquidated damages, I will take you home."

Qin Qin knew this would happen, smiled and kneaded the back of his neck, and then rubbed his whole body into his arms, "You can't always spoil me like this."

"Why can't I."

Wen Song snorted, and was caught by the medal in his arms during the hug, and only then did he pay a little attention to look at it.It's made of pure gold, and the pattern is the pattern of the program group's logo. It's not heavy to hold in the hand, and it shines under the stage lights. "You're great."

Qin Qin said, "I can't do without you."

He was happy for a while, and then said worriedly, "Come back with me later, if grandpa pokes you with a cane, don't fight back."

Qin Qin seriously promised, "I know, I will squeeze his shoulders when he gets tired of poking."

"..."

"What are you laughing at?"

Wen Song said, "I just thought you really would."

The closing music was still playing on the stage, and people reluctantly took countless group photos, and the voices they are used to hearing on weekdays were mixed together, laughing and crying.The more than two months of getting along is over, and the friends who accompany me day and night are about to go their separate ways.In this last gathering, even the din of noise was especially moving.

They kissed quietly behind the noise, untouched by the sadness of parting, thinking only of going home together later.

The road ahead is long, but fortunately they are heading in the same direction.

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There are also some small episodes written here and there during the serialization period

I'll sort it out and put it up tomorrow.

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