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When Song Bai heard this, he glanced at him suspiciously, "There is nothing to be courteous about, either adultery or robbery."

Faced with these doubts, Pei Heming was a little at a loss, and even his expression became a little flustered, "I have no other intentions."

Song Bai hesitated for a while, but in the end he still didn't take the bowl of shrimp.

The way Pei Heming turned his face and refused to recognize anyone really left him with a psychological shadow.

Now what he thinks about this person is to stay as far away as possible.

If you can, don't have any intersections in the future.

Song Bai restrained his thoughts, cleared his throat and said, "If you have something to say, just say it, there's no need to do that."

Hearing the alienation in Song Bai's words, Pei Heming was sad and frustrated, his whole body became depressed, "Do you hate me so much now?"

Song Bai crossed his arms and kicked the ball back, "What do you think?"

Pei Heming didn't know how to answer, so he smiled wryly.

Subjectively, he hoped not.

But Song Bai's attitude was clearly there.

Even if he doesn't want to accept it, it can't change the fact that the other party is drifting away from him.

Seeing him falling into silence, Song Bai suddenly lost his appetite.

Song Bai knocked on the table, urging with the idea of ​​a quick solution: "Talk about something quickly."

Noticing that Song Bai was getting impatient, Pei Heming had no choice but to suppress the bitterness in his heart, and talked about the business, "Do you still remember who gave you the longevity lock?"

Song Bai shook his head, "When I was six years old, I had a high fever and almost killed me."

"After waking up with a high fever, I forgot a lot of things. I just vaguely remembered that longevity lock is very important to me."

"As for who gave it to you, I really don't remember."

Song Bai paused, and a bold guess popped up in his mind, "Could it be that you know the original owner of the Longevity Lock?"

Under Song Bai's expectant eyes, Pei Heming's thin lips parted slightly: "It's me."

Song Bai's eyes widened in shock, "How is it possible?!"

Pei Heming asked back: "Why is it impossible?"

Song Bai took it for granted: "Before I was 16 years old, I stayed in a small city in the south of the Yangtze River. As the young master of an imperial family, how could you go to that kind of place? Even if you want to lie to me, you have to make it logical. A little bit."

Speaking of this, Pei Heming's face was a little dark, "I was taken there by the kidnappers."

"They hid me in the yard next door to your house, and often didn't give me food."

"When I was about to starve to death, you appeared."

"Afterwards, you would sneak food to me every day."

"You also told me that the woman who raised you is not good to you, and asked me to take you away together when I go home."

Hearing this, Song Bai muttered in a low voice: "This is quite like what I said."

Song Bai knew from an early age that he was not his own.

Because the adoptive mother would often call him a "scumbag", and beat him with bamboo sticks to vent his anger when he was in a bad mood.

After finishing nine years of compulsory education, his adoptive mother forced him to work part-time on the grounds that the family had no money and refused to let him continue his studies.

Fortunately, he was competitive enough during the high school entrance examination, and he was among the top three in the city.

Hearing that he was going to drop out of school, teachers from several key high schools took turns running to his house.

One teacher even had to pay for his education out of his own pocket.

Only then can Song Bai continue his studies.

Perhaps his adoptive mother was too wicked. When he was just 16 years old, a car accident took her away.

Just when Song Bai thought that the future would be easier, people from the Song family appeared.

Knowing that his biological parents were waiting for him to come home, Song Bai went back happily.

Who would have thought that what greeted him was either a warning or an insinuation.

Containing his thoughts, Song Bai raised his eyes and asked, "Then why didn't you take me away?"

Pei Heming blamed himself: "The day my family found me, they were worried about my health, so they took me directly to the helicopter."

"When I go back to find you, your house is already empty."

After what Pei Heming said, Song Bai remembered that he had moved when he was a child.

But two years later, his adoptive mother took him back to Tongcheng.

Thinking of the second day when he returned to the Song family, Song Jiaze snatched the longevity lock, Song Bai couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The two of us were almost destined."

Pei Heming retorted: "Fate is created by creation."

Song Bai raised his eyebrows, "Then explain why we miss it again and again?"

Pei Heming gritted his teeth and said, "That's because of a traitor."

Realizing that the "treacher" refers to Song Jiaze, and thinking about Pei Heming's care for him these years, Song Bai leaned back and laughed, "You are so angry because you were deceived and regarded him as a lifesaver?"

Pei Heming didn't want to admit it, but he didn't want to deceive Song Bai even more, so he nodded reluctantly.

Seeing this, Song Bai gave a "tsk", "No wonder you are always on call."

Pei Heming hurriedly explained: "I don't."

"Every time he asks me to go out, it's business."

"If you don't believe me, how about asking Lao He and the others to come and testify for me?"

"If it doesn't work, I'll call out all the monitoring for you. You can compare the timeline yourself. I really haven't gone out with him alone."

Song Bai refused without thinking, "It's not necessary."

Pei Heming frowned, "Why?"

Song Bai shrugged, "I don't care about these things long ago."

Hearing this, Pei Heming's breath became stagnant.

Song Bai really doesn't care about him at all...

Aware of this cruel fact, Pei Heming's expression became serious.

Looking at Pei Heming's pitiful face, Song Bai felt extremely boring, so he simply got up and said, "I'll go first."

Hearing this, Pei Heming rushed forward and grabbed Song Bai's arm, "You only ate so much."

Song Bai lowered his eyes, staring at the position where the two were in contact, and said without a trace of warmth in his voice, "Let go."

Pei Heming persuaded with a cheeky face: "You suffered such a serious crime last night, if you don't take some nutritious supplements, I'm worried that your body won't be able to take it."

After finishing the words, he pushed him down on the chair and put a bowl of flower maw chicken soup in front of him.

Facing Song Bai's fiery eyes, Pei Heming wanted to fool him first, and said in a good tone: "After this meal, I will never bother you again." He has the final say.

Song Bai was dubious, "Really?"

Pei Heming's expression was very sincere, "When have I ever lied to you?"

After staring at Pei Heming's face for a while, and confirming that the other party doesn't seem to be lying, Song Bai's suspicions were mostly dispelled, "Then I will forcefully believe you for a while."

Seeing that he was finally willing to stay, Pei Heming secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to take on the duty of peeling the shrimp shells.

With the previous experience, Pei Heming will be very fast after peeling the remaining half of the plate.

While peeling, he found that Song Bai hadn't touched the previous shrimp, so he specially emphasized: "It's not poisoned, you can eat it with confidence."

Speaking of this, Song Bai couldn't refuse anymore.

With such a big bowl of shrimp in front of him, he was still very hungry.

Since Pei Heming took the initiative to pass the steps over, he will not be polite.

Picking up a shrimp and putting it into his mouth, Song Bai narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

It feels so cool not to peel off~

Feeling the joy emanating from Song Bai's body, Pei Heming silently accelerated the speed in his hand.

Before Song Bai could finish eating, Pei Heming peeled off the remaining half of the plate.

When Song Bai was working hard, Pei Heming was not idle.

Either pick up vegetables for Song Bai, or serve soup for Song Bai.

He didn't eat much, but he fed Song Bai's stomach round.

After eating this meal, Song Bai had to straighten his hips when he got up, as if he had a baby in his stomach.

When Pei Heming saw this, a smile flashed in his eyes, he went up to touch and asked, "How many months?"

Song Bai slapped off his troubled hands, glared at Pei Heming and warned fiercely: "Don't touch my stomach."

After getting in the car, Song Bai felt sleepy after a few minutes.

Familiar with the vehicle, he pulled out the blanket and wrapped it up, and then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After about an hour, the car stopped at the downstairs of Song Bai's apartment.

Pei Heming leaned over and was about to unbuckle Song Bai's seat belt when the other party suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at each other, Song Bai preemptively asked, "What do you want?"

Seeing that he reacted so strongly, Pei Heming was both innocent and wronged, "I just want to take off my seat belt."

Knowing that he had misunderstood him, Song Bai couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

After coughing twice tactically, he opened the car door and got out.

After saying "Thank you for sending me back", he wanted to run away.

As a result, he was pinched by the back of the neck without taking two steps, and he couldn't run if he wanted to run.

Song Bai was forced to stop, and rolled his huge eyes in anger, "Say something quickly, and fart quickly."

Pei Heming: "Aren't you going to invite me up for a glass of water?"

Song Bai snorted coldly: "You're thinking about farting."

Pei Heming was not surprised by this answer.

So he pulled the man back into the car and slammed the door shut.

Seeing this, the driver said sharply, "Mr. Pei, I'm going to the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes."

After the two of them were left in the car, Pei Heming felt relieved.

Under Song Bai's death stare, he took the other's hand and pleaded very solemnly: "Song Bai, give it to me again, okay?"

After staring at each other for a moment, Song Bai withdrew his hand, "Not good."

Pei Heming bowed his head, and slowly spit out two words: "Please."

Song Bai said indifferently: "There is a saying called 'belated affection is cheaper than grass', I don't know if you have heard of it."

"As long as you turned around and coaxed me once during the many nights when I was sad, the two of us would not have reached this point today."

"In the past, I was deceived by others, so I became blind." Pei Heming explained in a panic.

Song Bai sneered: "Pei Heming, you wouldn't naively think that saying 'being cheated' would cancel everything out, would you?"

"To put it bluntly, even if Song Jiaze hadn't lied to you, you wouldn't be interested in me."

"You just decided that I like you, so you dare to treat me like that."

"I beg you too, please let me go, okay?"

After Song Bai finished speaking, he opened the door and got out of the car.

This time, Pei Heming did not catch up.

Song Bai was worried that Pei Heming would entangle him again, so he bought the latest flight without hesitation.

It wasn't until he got off the plane that Song Bai heaved a sigh of relief.

Back on the crew, he lived a fulfilling filming life again.

When I heard Song Jiaze's news again, it was already a week later.