in the dark

When Song Nan'an went downstairs, Song Chan was sitting on a chair chatting with Xiao Jiu. Xiao Jiu was talking about something, but his words were full of vigor, his eyebrows were open and his spirit was bright.

One big and one small laughed happily, and the two of them were staggering on their chairs.

Seeing Song Nan'an approaching, Song Chan hurriedly stood up.

Song Nan'an glanced at Xiao Jiu, "It's already agreed."

"Can you take it away?" Song Chan asked eagerly. After all, this kind of thing needs to go through a process, especially in a serious place like the police station, which is serious and has its own set of rules and regulations.

Xiao Jiu sat on the chair and looked at the two of them for no reason, the smile on the corner of his mouth still lingering.

"Take it away first." He nodded, "Just send it over when the police station needs his cooperation."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Jiu obviously understood that the two were talking about him, and his expression changed from being unclear to curious.

"Okay." Song Chan understood, patted Xiao Jiu on the head, and asked, "Want to go to my brother's house?" He could only invite in this way, but he hesitated for a moment before asking.

The current Xiao Jiu still doesn't know the truth, even though Song Chan knows that the truth cannot be concealed and it is impossible to hide it, but...it is impossible for him to speak.He always likes to put things that he can't do back, comforting himself by saying that if he doesn't want to face it, he won't face it, and he will talk about it when there is a solution.

But before Xiao Jiu could answer, Song Nan'an suddenly patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Speak."

One sentence pierces all pretense.

...it seems that it cannot be moved.

Song Chan frowned, staring at the hands on his shoulders.

Seeing Song Chan's blank gaze, Song Nan'an frowned and couldn't bear it, and said, "What about me?" He had sympathy for the child, but it was far from Song Chan's level.

After thinking about it for a while, Song Chan nodded and got up and walked aside.

After taking the first step, he couldn't help thinking, what would Xiao Jiu's reaction be when he found out?

What's the reaction?A child might react irrationally and aggressively, but if it's Xiao Jiu...it's hard to say.But no matter what the external reaction is, it is right that you will not feel good in your heart.

After thinking about it randomly, Song Chan shook his head.

Forget it, no matter when you say it, the result will be the same, and there will be no other changes due to the difference in time. If you say it earlier, you can let go of a big stone in your heart.As far as they know, Xiaojiu is the first child to be kidnapped, and she has been away from home for several months, and Xiaojiu's mother had a car accident on the day Xiaojiu was kidnapped, logically speaking...it must have been early It's been buried, so it's good to make it clear now, Xiao Jiu doesn't have to go back.

No matter whether he is ruthless or has no conscience, Song Chan will not change his mind. He does not want Xiao Jiu to return to the place where he used to live, because he knows in his heart that he has experienced it. Nostalgia.You may be thankful for the rewards of a traumatic experience, but there's no way you'll miss him.

Just as Song Nan'an was organizing words in his mind, Xiao Jiu, who was staring at the side for a long time, said, "My mother...is something wrong?"

As soon as the words fell, both of them were shocked.

All the thoughts in Song Chan's mind faded away at once, he stopped wanting to move forward, turned around and looked at Xiao Jiu but didn't know what to say.

"You know?" Song Nan'an asked in surprise, he seemed to have thought of something, and said, "Because your mother didn't come to the hospital?" The only reason.

Xiao Jiu lowered her head, "No."

Song Nan'an didn't make a sound, waiting for him to finish what he wanted to say.

"She never cared about me." Xiao Jiu's voice was astringent, and the meaning in the words was even stronger, "Even if I'm not at home for several months, she won't know, because I need money to support me, and she doesn't money."

He seemed to be muttering in a low voice, "She... can't come to the hospital to pick me up."

Song Chan covered his eyes with his hands to stop the sour urge to cry.They are so similar, they are all fucking bastards, the only difference is that the one in Xiaojiu's family is even more asshole than the one in his own family that has been buried in the ground. At first, he thought that being a mother is better than an orphanage anyway, but now he doesn't think so .

"My mother...what's the matter?" Xiao Jiu suddenly raised her head and asked seriously.

Song Chan didn't let go of his hands covering his eyes, but just listened with his ears.

Say it, say it, say it quickly, and let it pass.

Song Nan'an looked at the small figure in front of him with deep eyes, for a long, long time.

"Passed away." Without any hesitation, he stared into Xiao Jiu's eyes, "There was a car accident not long after you were kidnapped."

The wind swept the fallen leaves across the ground, but the silence in the atmosphere could not be filled by this rustling sound.

The three stood so close that they could touch each other with their arms outstretched, but they seemed to be far away, so far away that they couldn't guess what each was thinking at the moment.

Xiao Jiu didn't speak, and the most noticeable thing on his face was still his eyes with deep-set eyelids. At this moment, they were staring at Song Nan'an, staring at him without blinking.

"Xiao Jiu." The first thing Song Chan did after putting down his hands was to observe his expression. Except for the motionless black eyeballs fixed there, he couldn't see anything else, because Xiao Jiu didn't show any expression, just The lips were tightly pressed, like the horizon at sunset, silent and innocent.

Song Chan walked over, knelt down and looked at him at the same level, "Look at brother."

Xiao Jiu didn't respond as if she had lost her hearing.

"Xiao Jiu." Song Chan turned his body and ordered forcefully, "Look at me."

Xiao Jiu's eyes trembled, and she moved to Song Chan's body after a while, but she was lifeless and lifeless, as if all the cotton in the center of a doll had been pulled out, leaving only a layer of shriveled cloth.

"I'll take care of you in the future." Song Chan pressed his shoulder and said word by word, "Will you follow my brother from now on?"

good or not?

Given a choice that is not considered a choice.

Xiao Jiu didn't make a sound, but her dry eyes gradually filled with tears.

"Xiao Jiu" Song Chan repeated depressingly, his eyes were red after all: "Follow brother, huh?"

Tears burst.A semi-circular cliff, the salty waterfall flows unscrupulously along.

Seeing that the two were in a stalemate, Song Nan'an also squatted down, and asked with a slight smile: "What is Xiao Jiu afraid of?" Before waiting for an answer, he immediately said: "Xiao Jiu will have a family, one who will never give up on you Home." Two meanings in one word.

This is a promise, he wants to say it to Xiao Jiu, and also to Song Chan.

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Jiu moved, moved her feet and took a step forward.

Song Chan leaned forward with relief, stretched out his arms and embraced him in his arms.

As long as you open your heart and let go of everything, you can say anything.

Song Nan'an looked at the two of them with a smile, hooked his index finger across Song Chan's chin, and a tear rolled on his fingertips.

Ten seconds later.

"Okay, let's go." He interrupted the two, "Go home first."

"Okay, go home." Song Chan nodded heavily, patted Xiao Jiu's head, his emotions had calmed down, and he raised his eyebrows as usual and said: "Xiao Jiu, go home!"

"Yo, where is this handsome guy from?" Song Jiaoye raised his head from the phone, and scanned Xiao Jiu from top to bottom for a while, "These eyes... tsk tsk tsk, are you a mixed race?" I want to immediately throw away the phone and try it out.

Xiao Jiu was obviously frightened by this weird enthusiasm, and took a step back timidly.

Seeing his appearance, Song Chan was a little worried. After all, he was in a new environment, so he was unavoidably uncomfortable and uneasy, so he immediately said, "Song Jiaoye, I warn you, don't touch him!" .

"Tsk...it hurts!" Song Jiaoye said viciously, "Why, is it your son who protects you so much?"

Song Chan: "You..."

"Do you usually call you daddy or daddy?"

"Who is mother?"

"Yo, can't you answer?"

"Slightly slightly slightly." Someone who said a lot of things squinted at Song Chan.

"Primary student Song," Song Chan twitched his lips, "Please stop talking, and if you say one more word, I will let your brother treat you."

"You are so brave!" Primary school student Song obviously didn't take it seriously, and jumped up, "You still use my brother to suppress me!"

"That's it." Song Chan put on an expression of yes, that's what you want.

"Tch, it's boring." Song Jiaoye was listless, and asked, "So whose son is it?"

It was indeed listless, but obviously not listless enough, otherwise his mind wouldn't have been spinning around the word son.

Song Chan Fu's forehead was speechless, why must it be a son?

"Huh? Whose?"

Is this the rhythm of not giving up when there is no result?

"Mine." He smirked stiffly.

"Huh?" Someone was obviously just joking, and when he admitted it, he didn't believe it.

"Whose is it?"

"Your brother." He continued to smirk.

This answer is even less believable.

"Whose is it?" Song Jiaoye continued to ask.

"our."

"..."

In the deathly silence, Song Jiaoye blinked three times, feeling a little dry and uncomfortable.

"Which one do you believe in?" Song Chan asked.

Song Jiaoye stared at Song Chan, suddenly felt that this question was stupid, oh no, the whole conversation was stupid.Could it be that what she believed was true?Obviously impossible, obviously all three are fake.

"I don't need to..." Before he finished speaking, Song Nan'an, who went to the study to make a call on the landline, came out and said suddenly: "Choose the third one."

"..."

This is me.

this is me

This is me.

Song Jiaoye meditated several times in her heart, and moved her eyes from her elder brother to her second brother and then to the handsome young man in amazement, with an expression of disbelief.

"Hahaha." For some reason, she suddenly burst into laughter again: "Little handsome guy! Call me auntie! Hurry up!" You can act without restraint if you don't believe it. Only Song Primary School students can master this skill.

Xiao Jiu leaned against Song Chan and didn't speak.

"Did you finish your homework?" Song Nan'an turned the conversation around and asked seriously.

"I'm studying in university, brother! Where did I get so much homework for me!"