Substitute unspoken rules

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The old man sighed and asked, "Son, let me ask you one last question."

Song Yike nodded and responded, "You said..."

The old man fixed his eyes on Song Yike's face, hesitated for a while and asked, "You...how far have you developed? Or what is your relationship now?"

"If you just like him unilaterally and run after him, I hope you...

Alas, you look like a good boy, I still hope you will suffer less! "

Did Song Yi know that the old man was advising him.

But he couldn't tell the old man frankly that he and Xin Shangzhi are now in a relationship of nurturing and being nurtured.

He had no choice but to avoid answering the old man's question, and said at the top of his voice, "Okay..."

Song Yike's expression was a little dazed, and he asked himself over and over again in his heart, whether he should be so persistent when he likes someone, or should he be so determined.

There is only one answer, and he is willing.

He was willing, and what really bound him was never the so-called nurturing relationship, but himself, from the beginning to the end, it was himself.

He willingly...

"It's getting late, let's rest here!

If you are worried about him, go up and have a look...

well! "

"it is good……"

Song Yike went back to the bedroom upstairs, still in a daze, he thought the old man would directly ask him to leave, so that he would not be allowed to see Xin Shangzhi again...

However, the fact is to persuade myself to recognize my feelings...

Xin Shangzhi fell asleep on the bed, his lips were already a little peeled.

Song Yike took out a thermometer and took Xin Shangzhi's temperature, and he was relieved when he saw that the temperature had dropped.

He found alcohol from the medicine cabinet and wiped it off for everyone before lying down on the bedside to rest for a while tired.

Xin Shangzhi seemed to be sleeping very restlessly, frowning from time to time, the phone on the table vibrated several times, Song Yike grabbed the phone and fumbled to enter the fingerprints.

As a result, he failed to unlock it several times, so he squinted his eyes and entered the password, and several messages from Lu Fangning were displayed on WeChat.

"He's back, do you want to see him?"

"Perhaps you can't go back,

But don't blame me, Ah Yi, forgive me! "

"sorry!"

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Song Yike was still wondering why Lu Fangning sent him a message for no reason, but after seeing these conversations that were getting more and more wrong, he suddenly realized that this was not his phone.

But what he just entered was his own password, and he double-checked it. What he is holding now is Xin Shangzhi's cell phone.

He felt guilty and wanted to mark all the news as unread. He looked at Xin Shangzhi on the bed with his eyes closed, and heaved a sigh of relief.

He clicked on the dialog box again, and found that Lu Fangning had withdrawn all the messages, and sent another message: "A Yi, are you asleep?"

Song Yi can exit the dialog box, mark the message as unread, and then put the phone back to its original place.

He had been wondering how Xin Shangzhi knew the password of his mobile phone before, and then realized that it was Xin Shangzhi who took the wrong mobile phone last time, and the two had the same password...

However, Song Yike's mobile phone password is the day he first met Xin Shangzhi: September 23, [-]...

Is it a coincidence? Why is Xin Shangzhi's password the same as his? Is it a coincidence? ………

Song Yike's thoughts were confused, and his head hurt like it was about to burst.

Until Xin Shangzhi suddenly called out: "Thirsty... Ah Song, I want to drink water..."

Song Yi slapped his face in horror, forced himself to regain some thoughts, got up and went to the kitchen to pour water for Xin Shangzhi.

I don't know if Xin Shangzhi is still in a daze. When Song Yike poured the water back, Xin Shangzhi was lying in the original position, but he was half-squinting at him.

Song Yike passed the water to Xin Shangzhi to drink, and brought some antipyretics for him to take, saying, "Xin Shangzhi, take the medicine before going to sleep."

Xin Shangzhi drank a whole glass of water, stubbornly pursed his mouth and refused to take the medicine, "Thirsty, I still need to drink water."

Song Yi was helpless, poured another glass of water and handed it over, and then handed over the medicine.

Xin Shangzhi closed his eyes and shook his head, and said weakly: "Don't eat, it's bitter!"

Song Yike frowned to coax him, but Xin Shang couldn't resist him, and finally took the medicine with a bitter face.

Song Yi didn't feel at ease, so he took the anti-fever stickers and put them on Xin Shangzhi, and then he felt relieved and wanted to go to the guest room to sleep.

Unexpectedly, Xin Shangzhi turned over and looked at Song Yike with blank eyes, "Where are you going?"

"Accompany me!"

Before Song Yi could react, he was dragged into Xin Shangzhi's arms in a daze. Xin Shangzhi hugged him tightly, and Song Yi fell asleep without knowing it.

In the early morning of the next day, the old man was messing around in the yard early in the morning, but Song Yi was completely woken up.

He took out his phone and looked at it. It was still past seven o'clock, and Xin Shangzhi next to him was still asleep. Song Yike reached out and touched Xin Shangzhi's forehead, which was no longer so hot.

He took out a thermometer to measure Xin Shangzhi's temperature, and found that the fever had completely subsided, so he went downstairs to the kitchen to cook some light millet porridge and a simple sandwich.

The old man came in after exercising and saw Song Yike busy in the kitchen. Old Wu looked at the kitchen and wanted to help, but was stopped.

When Song Yike finished breakfast, Xin Shangzhi was dragged to the dining table by the old man's ears. Song Yike went out wearing an apron and saw the scene of the grandparent and grandson bickering.

Song Yike prepared breakfast and was ready to go back to the company for training. When he was about to speak, he heard the old man say in a calm tone:

"What are you doing in a daze, come and eat together!"

Song Yike washed his hands and sat at the end farthest from the grandparents and grandchildren, silently drinking porridge.

"What are you doing sitting so far away, I can eat you?"

"Sit down!"

Song Yike almost choked on the porridge when he heard the old man say that, "Oh... yes, Grandpa... Grandpa."

The old man squinted his eyes. After last night's warning, Song Yi didn't dare to call him that, but he didn't know how to reply, so he could only suppress the two words in a low voice.

"You can call me that!" The old man lowered his head and drank his porridge, his tone gradually softening.

Song Yike took a mouthful of porridge and almost suspected that he heard it wrong, "Ah...! Oh, yes, grandpa..."

The old man nodded in satisfaction, and praised: "This porridge is pretty good!"

Then the old man ate breakfast silently, and sent him back after Song Yike and Xin Shangzhi finished eating.

After the person left, Song Yi was worried about Xin Shangzhi's injuries, so he took out the medicine and applied it on him. Xin Shangzhi kept his head down and replied to messages on his mobile phone.

When Song Yike applied the medicine on Xin Shangzhi from behind, he saw a few extremely eye-catching words, which made his hand tremble, and almost poured all the medicine bottle in his hand on Xin Shangzhi's head.

Xin Shangzhi turned his head and asked as if he didn't know, "What's wrong?"

Song Yike quickly retracted his gaze and explained, "My hands are cramping..."