After the rebirth, the real young master was kidnapped by the fake young master

Song Jiqiu hurried back home.

But he hesitated the moment he walked in the door.

The butler happened to be going out in a hurry, and when he met Song Jiqiu, he sighed, "Young master."

Song Jiqiu hesitated: "How is Mom?"

The housekeeper already had a deeply creased brow wrinkled like a line: "Shut yourself in the room, sir is on his way back."

Song Jiqiu hurried upstairs, and the vase at the door of the room was broken all over the floor.He called his aunt who was cleaning up, and knocked lightly on the door.

The sound of the wooden door thumped twice, like the beating of an old man's heart.

There was no response from the room.

Song Jiqiu tapped twice again in a low voice: "Mom, I'm back." He continued cheekily, "Do you miss me? I miss you."

There was another long silence, Song Jiqiu didn't walk away or sit down, he obediently faced the door frame and faced the wall thinking about his past.

After about 10 minutes, Song Jiqiu said again: "Mom, I'm a little tired from standing."

Parents can't beat their children's acting like a baby,

The door was pulled open, revealing Wu Liyun's face, whom she had not seen for a long time.

Wu Liyun is a standard Jiangnan beauty, with willow-leaf brows and almond-shaped eyes. Song Jiqiu just inherited her eyes, and now this face seems to have just wiped away the tears.

"Mom, I'm sorry." Song Jiqiu apologized.

Wu Liyun's voice was gentle and gentle, and now that it's cold, it doesn't make people feel indifferent: "Where did you go wrong?"

"Shouldn't make you angry."

He only said not to make her angry, and didn't mention anything about Xu Jiaping.

Wu Liyun laughed at Song Jiqiu's small thoughts, but couldn't stop feeling uncomfortable:

"You stayed with him?"

When she saw Song Jiqiu's head portrait, she immediately recognized Xu Jiaping as a child. Xu Jiaping was brought up by her alone. From being clumsy as a mother to being a parent with ease, she never missed Xu Jiaping's growth. .

But she was separated from her biological child by the wicked.

Love is deeply hateful.

Wu Liyun said: "The roots of their family are rotten, who knows what evil thoughts he has?"

Song Jiqiu didn't speak, and seemed to be pretending to be stupid as if he didn't understand, but his eyes were innocent and clear, making it impossible for anyone to say anything to blame.

Wu Liyun asked about Song Jiqiu's previous living environment, but Xu Xiong turned a blind eye to him. He lived on poverty funds and scholarships since he was a child, and this kind of link has grown into a temperament that is cleaner than crystals. Stay soft.

Wu Liyun didn't have the personality to curse people, and she swallowed all the harsh words she wanted to say: "Go, let me stay alone for a while."

Song Jiqiu repeatedly confirmed that Wu Liyun really wanted to be alone, helped her fill the cup with warm water, said goodbye, and quietly closed the door.

When I went down the stairs, I happened to meet Song Ju'an who hurried back.

Song Jiqiu felt very guilty: "Father, I'm sorry."

Wu Liyun's condition had been repeated, and finally improved, but he suddenly became the fuse of the explosion.

Song Ju'an stroked the child's soft and shiny black hair: "Ji Qiu, don't blame mom."

In the eyes of ordinary people, Wu Liyun's behavior may seem inexplicable. No matter how many mistakes the Xu family made, Xu Jiaping was only a child at the time, so perhaps he could be a little more tolerant.But Wu Liyun had a delicate mind, and she took a few extra turns when thinking about things. When she first found Song Jiqiu, she broke down emotionally, washed her face with tears, and finally got depression because of it, and the Xu family was her cause.

Song Jiqiu smiled and shook his head: "I know, mom is very sad."

No one can control whether they are born sick or not.

Compared to hating Xu Jiaping, she was more like being trapped in love and time and couldn't get out.

Song Ju'an sighed: "I'll go up to find your mother, you go back to your room and rest for a while."

Song Jiqiu has always been an honest boy.

After returning to the room, he never came out again.

Although Song Ju'an told him that it's okay to go out to meet, but Wu Liyun's guilt of almost falling ill made him stay at home honestly like atonement and never go anywhere.Moreover, Xu Jiaping seemed to be caught in a new round of busyness, living upside down day and night, often replying messages in the early morning, completely staggering the time with him.

He simply finished the competition questions one after another quietly at home, and then picked out a book from the book to read.

Yuan Lin recently knew that he couldn't call him out because he was harassing him, so he was quiet for a while, and suddenly sent another text message this evening: [I really owe you. ]

Song Jiqiu replied with a "?".

But the other party didn't respond, and he didn't take it to heart.

Song Jiqiu's room in the old house is located on the second floor, looking out of the window is lush trees, adjacent to the garden.After returning to Song's house, he didn't live in Xu Jiaping's room. He chose this place because of the quiet environment and fresh air.

Being too quiet also has its disadvantages. For example, if there is a sudden noise, it will often startle people.

Locked up at home, Song Jiqiu was bored, sitting at the desk and flipping through English literature, without turning a page for a long time.

There was a "bang" sound from the garden on the first floor.

The sound is muffled and not crisp, like the sound of knocking on a tree trunk.

Song Jiqiu wasn't very courageous, he was startled immediately, tensed up, stood up and walked towards the place where the sound came from, and picked up the thickest English-Chinese dictionary in the room to defend himself.

The small balcony outside the room can see the scene in the garden on the first floor.

The garden is full of roses, and the night is dark now, but because of the faint light, you can see the transparent and glowing drops of water on the crimson petals.

Standing in the rose bushes was a man looking up and smiling at him.

Song Jiqiu rubbed his eyes, pulled up the railing thinking he had misread: "Why are you here?"

Xu Jiaping came a little closer: "Don't move, be careful to fall down."

"Oh." Only now did Song Jiqiu realize that his body was protruding a lot out of the railing, "It's okay, it's not like I can't fall down."

Xu Jiaping glanced at the dictionary in Song Jiqiu's arms, his eyes curled up with a smile: "Are you afraid?"

Song Jiqiu hurriedly put the dictionary aside and sat down on the floor. After getting closer, he could see the fine beads of sweat on Xu Jiaping's temples and the scratches on the back of his hands that were scratched by roses and thorns.

"How did you get in?" He asked in surprise.

He thought that to get to the garden, he had to go through the main villa and go to the back of the house, but obviously Xu Jiaping chose a fork in the road after entering from the main entrance, and turned here.

Xu Jiaping patted his wet sleeves: "I probably know the old house better than you."

Thinking about it, Song Jiqiu is an extremely peaceful child, he always enters and exits the old house step by step through the gate.But the housekeeper once said that Xu Jiaping was very naughty when he was a child, and he turned the old house upside down.

"It seems that the design of the house has loopholes, and it's not very safe." He pretended to suppress the joy that was about to overflow from the sudden reunion, and cleared his throat.

"Yes." Xu Jiaping nodded in agreement, "Thieves who steal children."

Song Jiqiu thought something was wrong again: "Then how did you get in the main entrance?"

It stands to reason that he would be stopped.

Xu Jiaping said slowly, "Master Yuanda is visiting your house."

Yuan Lin has all appeared.

Song Jiqiu laughed out loud, "What are you threatening him again?"

"It's nothing." Xu Jiaping brushed his fingers over the nearby roses, "He lost the game."

"Then what are you here for?" Song Jiqiu gently pressed his forehead against the railing, his voice soft.

With Xu Jiaping's gaze, he could only see a small ball of Song Jiqiu, with slender wrists and ankles exposed under short-sleeved trousers, just like the elves he saw in movies when he was a child.

He put his hands in his pockets and changed his standing position:

"Song Jiqiu, I've made money."

"Ok?"

After waiting for a long time, he did not expect such an answer. Song Jiqiu remembered his previous request to invite him to dinner: "You want to take me to dinner?"

Xu Jiaping shook his head, stretched out his palm, and continued, "Just enough to buy two tickets."

Under the moonlight, Xu Jiaping's face was handsome, with sculpted eyebrows and handsome eyes, which seemed to reflect the light:

"Do you want to come with me?"