Long Island High School

The next day, He Wenzhou drove his car and waited outside the procuratorate.In late autumn, he was wearing a long windbreaker, holding fiery red roses in his hand, waiting in the parking lot of their courtyard.Many of the people who came in and out were city leaders, and some knew He Wenzhou and asked him what he was doing here.

He called his uncle and said he was waiting for a friend.

The old leader realized that chasing his girlfriend was nothing to him.He thought something was wrong with his father.

Song Jing worked overtime inside and didn't know what happened outside.There is a case against him today, and he went to the court.On the day of the public prosecution, he was dressed very formally, and there was no trace of fatigue from last night at all.

After returning from the court, I had to write a report and sort out the materials, and I was busy until very late.It was already dark when he came out, and Lu Yuanzhen came out with him. They chatted about the case and walked to the parking lot.

Song Jing didn't even see the person in the dark, but suddenly heard a voice: "Song Jing."

Lu Yuanzhen saw He Wenzhou first: "Mr. He, you are..."

"I'm looking for Song Jing."

He was holding a large bouquet of roses, standing in the shadow beside the car so black.What he said was also cold, and there was no meaning of greetings.Lu Yuanzhen had no choice but to say goodbye to Song Jing, picked up the car and left first.

After Lu Yuanzhen left, he saw that the atmosphere around He Wenzhou softened a little.

He stood there tilting his head and smiled: "Shall we go to eat first?"

Song Jing said, "What do you mean by that?"

He Wenzhou said: "What do you think?"

It's so obvious, can't he see it?

Song Jing frowned, especially disgusted with his attitude.

"I think we're done."

"But last night..."

"Last night was just last night."

He Wenzhou finally felt something was wrong: "You and I have one night sex?"

He looked at Song Jing in astonishment.

Song Jing remained silent, expressing his acquiescence.

"You weren't like this before."

"Yes, nothing has changed over the years."

He Wenzhou looked at Song Jing. Song Jing was wearing a prosecutor's uniform, holding documents in his hand, expressionless and impeccable.

He couldn't see any trace of last night's passion from his face.

After that, He Wenzhou never appeared in front of Song Jing again.He suddenly disappeared again, even if the case involved the parts around him, he never appeared.

Song Yuxuan came to S City. He just finished his senior high school entrance examination, and he didn't know if it was because he was too addicted to games.Suspend school, just suspend school, Xu Hui and the two don't care, just let him help out at a friend's store in the Science and Technology City for more than a month, exhausted him and ran away, crying and calling for his brother.

As soon as Song Yuxuan came to Song Jing's place, he lived a good life, had food and pocket money, his brother's computer belonged to him, and had a great time.

After He Wenzhou disappeared completely, Song Jing became restless and uneasy.I don't know what's wrong, but I feel that He Wenzhou's news is everywhere. Although he didn't show up, everyone came to ask him what happened after they left together that day, did the kiss of the century bring them back together?Also, whose house did they go to that day, did they drink tea and stay overnight, or did they just get out of bed without following the procedure?

The WeChat group Cheng Jia pulled him into was jumping every day. He first set no reminder messages, and then deleted the group directly.

Cheng Jia pulled another small group, only a few of them, and He Wenzhou McDull's profile picture remained silent.

No avatar change, no Moments, nothing.

He opened it open for strangers to see, and there was only one forwarded message from the city.government.government.

After Song Yuxuan came here, Song Jing went home as early as possible, cooking first.Song Yuxuan became a lot slimmer and handsome after entering puberty, with a bit of Song family genes.

It's just that I can't bear any pressure, and I am addicted to games, staying at home and playing computer games every day.

When Song Jing came back, the two had dinner together, and Song Yuxuan was still holding a game console.

"Play after eating."

Song Yuxuan stared at the screen: "Wait for me a little longer."

Song Jing was simple and rude, turned off the game machine, took it away and put it back on the sofa.

"Have a meal."

"Brother, you can't find a girlfriend like this."

"Oh? Do you understand well?"

Song Yuxuan rubbed his hands and went to the table to eat: "Hey, I also have girls I admire."

"Who?"

"Zhou Mengxuan."

"That deskmate of yours?"

Song Jing knew in Beijing that he had been at the same table with a girl for three years, and wept to death when they separated after junior high school graduation.

"No, our class is beautiful."

Oh, another one.

"You go back now and you can see her."

Song Yuxuan stuck out his tongue: "I'm at a crossroads in my life now, when I'm passing a critical hurdle, how can I have a strong relationship with my son and daughter?"

"Where did you do your math problems?"

"I……"

The only disadvantage of being at my brother's house is that I have to study on time and according to the amount. His brother is not at home, so I arranged for my grandma to watch him.Grandma came over every day to cook him lunch, or he went back to his grandma's house to eat, in short, he was still not free enough.

He drooped his head, knowing that it was time to check his homework, and he was ready to die.

He shed two big teardrops eagerly, and with his mouth flattened, he called him, "Brother."

Song Jing suddenly had a feeling of going back to seven years ago.His body was wet and cold, he frowned irritably, and called Song Yuxuan: "If you don't want to eat, go back to your room and do the questions."

Song Yuxuan didn't dare to make a sound, buried his head and started eating.Puberty is also the time to grow your body, but no matter how much he eats, it is difficult for him to gain weight.

After Song Yuxuan finished eating, he began to sigh, and went back to his room as if he was dying.He was dawdling in the living room, walking back and forth in the corridor, staring at the game console, just wanting to play for a while.

Song Jing ignored him, and he stood in the corridor with his head down.

Suddenly saw a shiny thing.

"Hey, it's a ring! Brother, why do you have a ring?"

Song Yuxuan took out a diamond-studded ring from under the door of Song Jing's bedroom.The thick ring fit on his hand like an adult's.Song Jing came over, took a look, and took it away.

"What are you still dawdling about?"

"Brother, did you bring the woman back? I'll tell mom!"

He immediately wanted to call his mother, but Song Jing dragged him into the room with his collar, and closed the door of his bedroom.

"Call me after finishing a paper."

"Ow!"

Song Yuxuan howled, and went to do the problem while crying.

Song Jing was holding the ring in his hand, and the small diamond inlaid in the ring was pinching his palm.He first threw the ring into the drawer, felt bad, and then threw it into the trash can.After a while, I dug out the ring from the trash can and put it on the windowsill again.But it was awkward no matter how you looked at it, and finally put it in a drawer and added a lock.

Lock it, and you can no longer see it, without being an eyesore.

In the evening, Song Jing read two papers to Song Yuxuan according to the time, assigned homework for tomorrow, and went to bed after extra classes.

Song Yuxuan can stay here and play games, but no matter what, he must make sure to keep up with his homework, listen to his discipline, work and rest on time, and complete homework in a fixed amount.

He doesn't care about anything else.

Song Yuxuan couldn't take it anymore after staying with Song Jing for two weeks. My brother got up at six, had breakfast at seven, and went to work at eight.He has to get up at six o'clock with his hair standing up, and goes to bed at ten o'clock in the evening. He wants to play with the computer secretly, but Song Jing turns off the wifi.

With such a stern, cold-blooded brother, he might as well stay at home.

Song Yuxuan finally quarreled with Song Jing on the weekend, but because of the trivial matter of eating, he dawdled and refused to go back to the room, Song Jing said a few words to him.Probably speaking too calmly and rationally, Song Yuxuan yelled, saying that he didn't care about him.

You don't care about me at all!not love me!I stay here for a whole day, and I am not allowed to go out. I am lonely and boring. I just want to play games. You just don’t want to forgive me. What kind of brother are you? You are so cold-blooded to me. How can you be so cold-hearted? Cold brother?

Every word is heart-wrenching.

Song Jing also got angry, pointed at him and said, "Get out!"

Song Yuxuan ran out crying.

Song Jing waited in front of the table panting for a while, then suddenly got up and went after him.At Song Yuxuan's age, he is childish and impulsive, and he is not familiar with this place, so he doesn't know what will happen if he doesn't return home at night.

He was so anxious that he didn't even change his clothes, and ran out wearing a white T-shirt at home.When they came out, they saw a black car parked at the door of their apartment building, and Song Yuxuan was chatting with a man.Song Yuxuan was not tall enough, but he was very imposing. He asked him where he came from, why was he blocking his door, what?I've been squatting here since morning, how about boiled eagle?Tell me, what are you thinking about!Do you want to murder his brother!

Through the kid, He Wenzhou looked at Song Jing who was chasing after him in despair. The two of them watched from a distance under the dim street lamp. In the warm light, Song Jing's thin figure stood against the wind.He Wenzhou hurriedly drove back from a certain city in the south for several hours. He arrived in the early morning and also came all night. He stopped downstairs at his house, looking up at the light, like holding a kindling.He ran here like this madly, stuck here in a state of nervousness, hid in the car and waited for him all day and night without eating or drinking.He didn't tell anyone, and he didn't say anything at all, he just wanted to come, he had to come, even if he was dead and poor, he still had to crawl back to see him.