I can break up in no time!

Song Shuyi didn't wait for his parents' response at home, and it took a while for his aunt to come out of the kitchen.

"Young master, you are back." Auntie wiped her hands on her apron.

"Aunt He." Song Shuyi nodded and asked, "Where are my parents?"

"Mr. and Mrs. went to the company today." Aunt He responded, and then greeted Song Shuyi with a smile, "Master, the shrimp balls have just been fried, do you want to eat some first?"

"No." Song Shuyi refused.Although there are shrimp balls that he likes, but—Song Shuyi refrained from squinting his eyes so as not to look too sharp—he always felt that something bad was about to happen.

Letting Aunt He continue to do her own work, Song Shuyi sat on the sofa in the living room, narrowing his eyes and thinking seriously.

What the hell happened?

Near noon, Song's father and Song's mother finally came back talking and laughing.

"Dad, Mom." Song Shuyi greeted.

Song's father and Song's mother were even happier when they saw him.

"Xiao Yi!" Mother Song couldn't help rushing over to hug him, "Don't be afraid, mom figured it out, it was you who misunderstood Li Shen. Mom figured it out..." Her eyes were moist, and she was crying with joy, She is happy that her child no longer has to suffer psychological torture and pain, and can live happily.

"Mom asked clearly, Li Shen also likes you..."

She was still weeping with joy, but Song Shuyi had already froze.

His pupils were empty due to receiving information beyond the limit of psychological tolerance.

The beautiful amber pupils are now somewhat hollow, mechanically reflecting the surrounding scenery.

"Xiaoyi..." Song's mother was still sharing the blessings of this morning, and Song's father was also feeling relieved.

Although the youngest son fell in love with a man and would be with that man in the future, at least he was happy and there was no pain.

"Xiao Yi?" Mother Song finally realized that something was wrong with her youngest son.

"Huh?" Song Shuyi returned to his senses.

"Nothing." He responded quickly.

Mother Song let go of him a little hesitantly and looked at him.

It wasn't until after lunch that Song Shuyi went back to the room that Song's mother looked worriedly at the back of Song Shuyi's leaving, and said to Song's father, "Is Xiaoyi okay?"

"It's okay." Father Song put his arms around her and comforted her, "Maybe Shuyi misunderstood this matter, he also needs a time to accept it."

Mother Song still looked worriedly at the direction where Song Shuyi disappeared.

Back in the room, Song Shuyi didn't know how he came up after lunch.

The first moment after listening to Song's mother's words, Song Shuyi's heart was full of anger.

The fire burned only for a moment.

He can't blame the parents who did these things to protect him and protect him.

Then there is the bone-piercing cold, which can reach the bones of a person.

Parents were exposed in Li Shen's eyes.

Originally, it was only his own business, but now, the parents are exposed under the eyes of the protagonist.

"Woo." Song Shuyi covered his face with the pillow like a trapped animal and rolled over on the bed.

He didn't know what to do.After the spring rain in the cold, the plants burst into panic after crop after crop.

He moved a bit, revealing the sharp corners of his eyes under the broken hair, the visible pupils were moist, and a trace of killing intent flashed past.

He can go crazy, he can go crazy, he can love someone like a lunatic regardless of his own life.

The clown sitting on the high platform can cut his skin and add his own color with his own blood, and bend down to kiss the only indifferent spectator under the stage.

But his parents must not be exposed to the protagonist's dangerous eyes!

Song Shuyi's eyes sparked with fire, burning blazingly.

He began to rethink the plan to suppress the protagonist that he had killed in the beginning.

Even if it's ridiculous, he...

"Drip-"

A text message interrupted his thoughts.

Song Shuyi turned on the phone and saw the text message.

[See you at one o'clock in the afternoon.I'll take you somewhere. 】

"call."

After Li Shen finished sending the text message, he looked up at the sky outside the balcony, which seemed a little far away and a little small.

He was sitting in the empty dormitory, and there was still another person's breath in the dormitory.

He wanted to take Song Shuyi to a place.

A place that I wanted to take Song Shuyi to yesterday.

A place where he grew up.

A place with familiar scenery, objects and people.

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At the sixth watch, I typed hard.

One more.

感谢在2021-07-2423:44:05~2021-07-2616:10:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: I don’t understand one;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!