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I'm going to go back.

Song Siwei appeared on time to block his way: "Going to run again?"

As he said that, he grabbed the person and took him to the inpatient department building.Chi Xingyan struggled twice, which made the movement a bit loud, and he stopped when he saw someone looking over, he was extremely awkward: "Stop messing around here."

Song Siwei let go of his hand: "Follow me to see Yang Yang."

"Who?"

"Your little fan, Lu Yan's son."

Chi Xingyan stood still, covered his whole face until only his eyes were exposed, and stared at Song Siwei inexplicably: "Why should I see him?"

"He is a witness..." Song Siwei said, "Aren't you going to convict me? I hired a defender, and I still have witnesses. Everything I will explain to you later is the truth. This is my sincerity. .”

Chi Xingyan let out a "huh" and looked at Song Siwei speechlessly: "Those who didn't know about this battle, thought I wronged you."

Song Siwei nodded: "You did wrong me."

Just as Chi Xingyan was about to say "fart", Song Siwei pinched his face: "I have to think about what compensation I want."

Chi Xingyan immediately blocked his hand, and followed him to the ward with a cold face: "I want to see what other flowers you can weave."

The two soon arrived at the single ward. As soon as Lu Yan saw Chi Xingyan, she stood up, happily led him to the seat next to the bed, and waved to the little boy on the bed: "Look, Yangyang, brother Xingyan! Come!"

Yangyang stared at Song Siwei with big eyes, then at the tall man wrapped in a rice dumpling beside him, and replied, "You lied to me again, brother Xing is a rock star, it's impossible for him to be so stupid."

Chi Xingyan: "Very well, you have already been expelled from your fan status by Brother Xing."

As he spoke, he took off all the hats and scarves, revealing his handsome face, stretched out his cold hands and pinched the child's face.

Song Siwei knocked off his hand: "Don't pinch the child's face, it will make you drool when you sleep."

Chi Xingyan looked at him in surprise: "Why didn't you say when you pinched me?"

Song Siwei: "You drooled in your sleep, and I didn't pinch it."

Chi Xingyan was exposed by him in front of the little fans. He wanted to fight him, but when he saw Lu Yan looking at them with ambiguous eyes, he shut up immediately.

Maybe after today, we will really part ways with Song Siwei, and we shouldn't be so familiar with him.

Yangyang has already pounced on him, hugged Chi Xingyan, passionately kissed him twice on the cheek, then turned to Song Siwei and asked, "Godfather, are you friends with brother Xingyan?"

Chi Xingyan's face suddenly became colorful: "You...what do you call him?"

"Godfather!" Yangyang replied crisply.

Chi Xingyan gritted his teeth and pointed at Song Siwei, his hands were shaking: "Song Siwei, you liar!"

Song Siwei rubbed his nose, gave a fake cough and looked out the window.

In the next second, Chi Xingyan had already taken off the Yangyang pendant on his body, stood up and rushed towards Song Siwei angrily: "How long are you going to lie to me? Do you have a single word of truth?! Damn—I Where the hell is my baseball bat? I'm going to beat you to death!"

Lu Yan was so frightened that she hurriedly stood up to stop Chi Xingyan.

Song Siwei nimbly stretched out his hand and pulled Chi Xingyan into his arms, tightened his arms to keep him from moving, shook his head to signal Lu Yan to leave her alone, and stroked the hair on Chi Xingyan's head: " You can't beat me."

Chi Xingyan: "I'll fight with you!"

Watching the battle, Yangyang suddenly screamed and burst into tears: "Mom, why are they fighting? Brother Xing, why did you beat my godfather? Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Lu Yan frantically coaxed Yangyang, seeing that the two were still at a stalemate, she could only shout: "You guys have to fight, don't scare the child!"

Song Siwei put his forehead against Chi Xingyan's and asked him in a low voice, "Do you want to go out and fight? Or listen to me?"

Chi Xingyan stared fiercely into Song Siwei's eyes, like a raging little beast, wishing to tear the liar in front of him to pieces.

"Didn't you say he was your nephew? Why did he become your godson again? Song Siwei! This is your explanation? One lie after another, what are you trying to do?"

Song Siwei closed his eyes for a moment. At first, he was able to tease Chi Xingyan with ease, feeling that his messy guesses would be self-defeating as long as they touched the truth.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Chi Xingyan had misunderstood him too deeply.One of them was afraid to ask, and the other felt that it was unnecessary to say. What could have been explained clearly in one or two sentences, they insisted on creating such a big gap.

Who is to blame?

He has only himself to blame.

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67. Secret 2

Song Siwei glanced at Lu Yan's mother and son, and let go of his arms: "Let's go out and talk."

Chi Xingyan gritted his teeth, turned around and walked towards the parking lot.He has always kept a baseball bat in his trunk, which is usually used to prevent illegitimate children. This time, he can't guarantee whether the stick will be used for other purposes.

He soft-heartedly gave Song Siwei crisis meetings one after another. If even this last explanation, Song Siwei had to lie, then he would definitely not choose to get together and break up.

Song Siwei drove the car straight to his garage, and Chi Xingyan followed him upstairs with a bag stuffed with a baseball bat on his back.

"Take off the bag..." Song Siwei said, "Why, do you really want to hit someone?"

Chi Xingyan took out the baseball bat and shook it in his hand: "I just want to remind you that I won't give you another chance to lie to me."

"I never lied to you." Song Siwei walked upstairs to his bedroom, carefully bypassing Chi Xingyan's pile of musical instruments in the hall along the way.

Hearing Chi Xingyan silently following behind, shaking the baseball bat in his hand, Song Siwei was a little puzzled. Didn't he write love songs for him sweetly a few days ago? Why is it like this now?

Like an enemy, they are extremely jealous when they meet.

His heart, which was always calm and breezy, was like a dead tree in spring and then suffered a cold wave, and suddenly felt a little sharp sadness.

Walking to the closet, he turned around and held down Chi Xingyan's baseball bat hand: "Don't do this."

Chi Xingyan's hand stopped, and the pleading in Song Siwei's tone, like a needle, pierced his bluff.

He almost softened his heart again, and then he thought about it, Song Siwei is a liar with superb acting skills, maybe just like his father, he is a scumbag fighter who is good at disguising, he must not fall into his trap again.

So he gripped the baseball bat even tighter.

Song Siwei sighed silently with his eyes, looked at Chi Xingyan for a while, and suddenly said: "Since you don't believe me, why did you come with me?"

Chi Xingyan: "..."

How does he know why?He blackmailed Song Siwei with bluff, sang the breakup song in front of the whole country, but still couldn't help but care about Song Siwei's reaction, eavesdropped on his phone, and foolishly expected an explanation of the twisted ending.

Anyway, ever since he fell in love with Song Siwei, nothing in his body was right.

This person pried open his hard shell, peeked into his heart, and made him soft and sticky, even breaking up his hands, not at all crisp.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Song Siwei sighed helplessly, thinking that this was all self-inflicted.He turned around and left the bedroom. When he came back, he brought a bottle of high-strength whiskey and said to Chi Xingyan, "Speak the truth after drinking. You should believe what I say when I'm drunk."

Chi Xingyan crossed his arms and watched him sitting on the floor in front of the closet, quickly uncorked the wine bottle, and poured it into his mouth.

"Where should I start?" Song Siwei asked, glanced at Chi Xingyan who was leaning against the side of the closet, and asked himself, "Let's start with the photo you found."

Chi Xingyan finally responded: "Who is that man?"

Song Siwei took another big gulp of wine and swallowed with a frown: "His name is Lu Zhao, he is Lu Yan's brother and Yang Yang's uncle."

"Is he your ex-boyfriend?"

Song Siwei gave a wry smile, stared at the safe in the closet, and his eyes became empty: "Yes, that's fine."

Chi Xingyan waited for his next words, but Song Siwei stopped talking, touching on sad things, and started drinking without saying a word.

Chi Xingyan couldn't stand his questioning and answering like squeezing toothpaste, snatched the bottle with only a small half of wine left, knelt down and tugged Song Siwei: "Speak clearly!"

Song Siwei swayed for a while, his mind was still a little clear, but when Lu Zhao was mentioned, the sadness in his heart surged up instantly. He wanted to explain, but he couldn't open his mouth.

He had no choice but to use some alcohol to throw the safe into Chi Xingyan's arms: "Password 0918, you can see for yourself."

Chi Xingyan turned the combination dial suspiciously, and the safe opened in response. Inside were several yellowed letterheads, a brown leather notebook, and a thick stack of photos.

The photos are all of Song Siwei's back, and Chi Xingyan's eyes revolve around this back every day, it's hard not to recognize him.

The five letterheads were written by Song Siwei, and they were dated across five or six years. They contained Song Siwei's reflections on his father's imprisonment, some confusion about the future, sometimes writing about trivial matters in life, and sometimes discussing high-level art topics.

Most of the time, he poured his Song's Chicken Soup and cordially encouraged this young man named "Zhaoer" not to be discouraged and to tell him if he had any difficulties.

The contents of the Leather Notebook are an epic secret love manual.The owner of this notebook seems to be a shy young man with more than enthusiasm but not enough expression. When others write about their crushes, they always compare people to stars and moons, but Lu Zhao only has one word "good" throughout the article.

Chi Xingyan roughly flipped through from beginning to end, and every three pages there was a sentence "Brother Song is so good", "Talent, character, and appearance are all first-rate, why is there such a beautiful person in the world", "He is so good, I always