Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

"Third, what did you say?" Song Yuqing stopped calling his younger brother in a teasing manner when he spoke again, his deep and cold voice rang in Song Xunnan's eardrums, and his eyes turned cold.

Song Xunnan raised his other hand and pressed hard on Song Yuqing's injured palm. His nails pierced the flesh, and the blood slowly leaked out along with the strength.There are glass shards that have not been picked out in the palm, counting his movements, sinking deeper into the flesh and blood.

"Are you ordering me?" He looked at Song Yuqing without admitting defeat.

Song Yuqing was suffering from pain, but still looked down at his younger brother, as if he was meeting him for the first time. He carefully looked at him from head to toe, and his eyes made people feel chills.

There was a vague sneer in his throat, and his deep eyes were full of fire: "Do you want to go back by yourself, or do you want to find another way?"

The woman who followed Song Yuqing swallowed her saliva, and huddled herself even tighter in the corner, reducing her sense of presence.

After following Song Yuqing for a long time, she was too aware of the other party's moody temperament, and she didn't know what the fans outside thought, so she even gave Song Yuqing the title of "Lovely and Passionate Young Master".

Is that romantic?

That fucking is moody, a capitalized neuropathy!

Song Xunnan looked at Song Yuqing's appearance and felt disgusted, downright disgusting.His stomach turned upside down, making him want to vomit.

It's been like this before, countless times.

He was the one who pretended to be his brother in front of him, and he was the one who forced himself to step on broken glass to apologize to Song Xi later on.

Maybe it was the alcohol that triggered the evil hidden in his heart, Song Xunnan couldn't tell the difference between the past and the present.He stared at Song Yuqing's exposed neck, and clenched his back molars.

A particularly terrifying idea came to mind: strangle him.

Doesn't Song Yuqing like to watch others suffer?

Then he should enjoy the pain himself.

Song Yuqing's expression changed as he slowly exerted force on the hand holding the tie.

As if he had forgotten how to think, the devil's voice in Song Xunnan's heart gradually amplified, overwhelming all panicked screams.

"Fuck, fuck! Seriously!"

Wen Jinran panicked: "Brother, what are you doing? Let go, this is no joke!"

What added to the confusion at this time was that Song Xunnan's cell phone rang untimely.Wen Jinran's first reaction was to hang up quickly and not add fuel to the flames, but when he saw the caller ID, his heart beat half a beat faster, and he picked it up with a flick of his finger.

Wen Heng's voice was light and cold, and when it came through the earpiece, it had a magnetic hoarse texture, like crushed ice hitting jade.

He asked, "Song Xunnan?"

Hearing that there was no answer over there, and the background sound was extremely noisy, Wen Heng asked again: "Are you there?"

The scene was chaotic, but his voice seemed to have a magical power, able to break through all twisted gray barriers and reach Song Xunnan's ears.

With a few simple words, Wen Heng's clear voice poured water on Song Xunnan's head like a handful of cold pool water, extinguishing the evil fire in his heart instantly.

Song Xunnan was stunned and let go.

Song Yuqing choked and coughed while clutching his neck, breathing heavily, looking at Song Xunnan with cold anger that couldn't be concealed.He laughed hoarsely: "You want to strangle me? Why?"

Song Xunnan ignored him, but took the mobile phone from Wen Jinran's hand, and calmly responded to the voice on the other end: "I'm here."

"Doctor Wen, what's the matter?"

The other end seemed to say something again, Song Xunnan said "hmm" and revealed the address of the bar, then hung up the phone and said to Wen Jinran, "Your brother will pick you up later."

Wen Jinran:? ? ? ?

He screamed: "Why does my brother have your phone?? Also! How does he know that I'm drinking in a bar?!"

Song Yuqing was ignored, which made him feel even more unhappy, and his face darkened again.

Song Xunnan seemed to only miss him now. After tapping his mobile phone, he smiled at his good second brother: "You still have time to go crazy here? Aren't you leaving? If you don't leave for a while, you won't be able to leave."

No one knows why.

Song Yuqing: "What do you mean?"

"It means," Song Xunnan shook his phone, returning to his usual appearance, a little cold and a little owed, "I sent your location and photos to your fan group, and it won't be long before they will post your location and photos here. block up."

"Oh, just a word of warning, it's the group of your fanatical illegitimate fans." Song Xunnan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Song Yuqing restrained his face and looked straight at Song Xunnan.

As if to prove Song Xunnan's words, Song Yuqing's manager called in the next second with a panicked tone: "Yuqing, where are you now? No matter where you are, hurry home! Your personal information has been leaked, Now many people are rushing to your position, get out of there quickly!"

The Internet is the easiest place to spread news. The news about Song Yuqing in the bar quickly spread like a virus.Some media fished in troubled waters, sending out blockbuster announcements, saying that Song Yu was promiscuous/promiscuous, unclean and self-care.You can write whatever you want to attract attention.

Anyway, free traffic is not profitable.

Song Yuqing hung up the phone with the manager, and twitched the corners of his lips: "Okay, Song Xunnan, I underestimated you."

"It's just helping you increase your popularity, you're welcome." Song Xunnan picked up a brand new wine glass, and lightly raised his glass to Song Yuqing as before, as if telling his victory.

No matter what kind of celebrity they are, they are most afraid of illegitimate fans. Song Yuqing couldn't stay in this place any longer. He decided to leave through the back door without hesitation.

Before leaving, he gave Song Xunnan a meaningful look.

Song Xunnan took a sip of wine, barely suppressed the disgusting nausea, looked at the crowd and smiled: "Are you still playing? Continue."

What's up with this?

The crowd watched Song Xunnan's confrontation with Huo Er and Song Yuqing. Now the former was lying on the ground sweating in pain, while the latter was forced to leave by Song Xunnan.

"Stop playing?" Song Xunnan looked at them and sneered.

The people who looked at him shook their heads, and some even stepped back a few steps and smiled.

"No, no, stop playing."

"Song Shao, please show mercy, let us go, I really dare not play anymore."

"We were wrong just now, your lord has a lot, don't be angry."

Sun Su, who was most interested at the beginning, also fell silent at this time, and after a while under Song Xunnan's playful gaze, he finally choked out a sentence: "If Young Master Song is not happy to win, I still have a car over there."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself.

It's as if his mother is kneeling and licking.

Song Xunnan was very satisfied, and showed mercy: "Forget about the car, don't show up in front of me in the future, understand?"

Sun Su remembered Song Xunnan's madness just now, gritted his teeth and nodded, not farting in response.

Song Xunnan put the wine glass on the table, but his small voice made the tense people tremble.

He didn't care, looked down at the message and stood up: "I've played here tonight, today, let's go."

Wen Jinran was still under the double blow of his brother Nan's abnormality tonight and his cousin's upcoming inspection, so he answered with his head down.

Song Xunnan was halfway there, seeing the crowd rushing to lift Huo Er up to take him to the hospital, he closed his eyes and smiled, "By the way, remember to be on time tomorrow... Watchdog."

Huo Er froze.

Song Xunnan didn't ask him to answer, and took Wen Jinran out directly.

As soon as the two of them went out, they ran into one or two illegitimate fans wearing hats. Song Xunnan raised his eyelids and glanced at them, then looked around indifferently.

As soon as Wen Heng parked the car and got out of the car, he saw Song Xunnan and Wen Jinran at the entrance of the bar.

The two also saw him, walking in this direction one after the other.

"...Brother." Wen Jinran shrank behind Song Xunnan, weakly calling out.

"En." Wen Heng lingered on him for a few more seconds, looking at Song Xunnan beside him.

The corner of Song Xunnan's mouth curled up, but he didn't smile at all: "Doctor Wen."

Wen Heng nodded.

Probably due to drinking a lot of wine, Song Xunnan's face was a little drunk now, the corners of his eyes were red, and the corners of his lips were pursed tightly.It was probably because there were so many people in the bar and it was hot, and I was sweating a little. The black hair was wrapped around the extremely white neck and cheeks, like some kind of mysterious and strange lines.

As soon as the street lamp shone on him, his dewy eyes glistened even more, but when he looked at people, he had no warmth, and the publicity just now had completely faded away, as if his emotions had been completely burnt out, he lowered his eyelids coldly: "Your brother, come on!" I'll pick you up, let's go back first."

Wen Jinran is usually stupid and dull, but sometimes his intuition is terribly accurate.Just like he thought Song Xunnan's second brother was not easy to mess with just now, now when he went to see the expressionless Song Xunnan, he felt that the other party was very lonely at this time, as if he was out of tune with this world.

His figure was so thin, so thin that the wind would blow it away.

Wen Jinran subconsciously didn't dare to let such Song Xunnan go back by himself: "Brother, you didn't drive, and it's not convenient to take a taxi at this time, why don't you let my brother take you back?"

He has two "brothers" in one mouthful, and he can tell the difference clearly, but he is confusing others.

Song Xunnan's alcohol-paralyzed brain reacted before he realized which brother was him, and smiled shortly: "No, I'll go by myself."

Wen Heng didn't give him a chance to refuse: "Get in the car, let's go back together."

Wen Jinran was right, it was not easy to take a taxi at this point, Song Xunnan's condition didn't look good, and he even drank.

It is impossible for Wen Heng to let Song Xunnan go home by himself.

Seeing that he agreed, Wen Jinran quickly grabbed Song Xunnan's arm and dragged him into the back seat of the car: "Come on, come on, you're not an outsider, why are you shy? Besides, my brother's car is not Anyone can sit, so please enjoy it."

Song Xunnan got into the car: "Your brother's car was given by the royal family? Can't ordinary people sit on their butt?"

Wen Jinran: "No way, it's more expensive than that. Last time I sat down, he sprayed alcohol for three whole days."

The two sang together, and chatted openly in front of Wen Heng.

Wen Heng curled up his fingers resting on the leather steering wheel, and looked at the two people in the back seat from the rearview mirror.

Wen Jinran shuddered, and made a movement of pulling a zipper on his mouth.

Song Xunnan had already pressed his forehead against the cold car window, his eyes were lightly closed, and his expression was tired.

The temperature of the glass relieved the heat from the alcohol well, and Song Xunnan was unwilling to open his eyes.

He thought over and over again of everything that happened tonight.

The bar, the intertwined lights, the noisy corners, the cold liquid and... can't control the emotional catharsis.

Song Xunnan had never lost his composure like today since he was reborn.Even on the night when he learned that he was back at the 21st birthday party, he could quickly calm down and deal with Song Hengxuan.

But tonight, all the emotions that were forcibly suppressed were like a dam breaking, and the torrential flood was released.

Huo Er, Sun Su, Song Yuqing... Wait, wait, there are too many people.

They were all speculating about themselves with malice, waiting to see their own jokes.Even close relatives have become enemies.

What Song Xunnan had to do was to straighten his back, hide all his fragile emotions, step on them one by one with the proudest and most disdainful smile, and face the hostility of the whole world alone.

Sometimes it will be tiring.

Tired tonight.

If someone can accompany me, no matter how bad or hopeless I am, standing by my side without hesitation, that would be great.

The car body shook, and the head lightly hit the glass.

Song Xunnan twitched his eyelashes, but did not open them.

In the closed compartment, Wen Jinran was talking on the phone with his mother, repeatedly reassuring that he didn't answer the phone on purpose, and kept his voice down when he spoke.

The car stopped at the intersection, Wen Heng noticed that there was no movement behind him, so he glanced over.Seeing Song Xunnan's slightly tired side face, the other party quietly curled up in the corner of the car seat, looking very cute.The wide neckline slides down, and the slender shoulders seem to be able to be grasped.

They are neither as sharp as they were when they first met, nor as elegant and elegant at the alumni meeting, nor as calm and unhurried when they negotiated cooperation.

Like a puppet cat in the rain, lying quietly in a corner where no one is around, afraid of being approached, but eager for human touch.

Wen Heng withdrew his gaze, turned down the cold air in the car, and asked Wen Jinran who had just finished the phone call: "Where is his home?"