My brother became a love brain

"What is this?" I invited Song Dongyang to a meal and helped him a few small favors. Why did he act like I did something amazing.

Song Dongyang stopped talking, he quietly walked behind me, and stepped on my shadow with his feet.

"What are you doing?" I asked knowingly.

"Play." His answer made me more confused, but I didn't stop him, it was just stepping on the shadow, as long as you don't step on me, then let him.

It was hot and humid at night, so I waited for a while, but I didn't see a taxi, so I picked up my phone again, planning to make an appointment for a taxi.

As soon as I opened the software, Song Dongyang put his hand on my wrist, and he said: "There is no need to call a car, someone will come to see us off."

"You called a car?"

"It's my friend." He returned to his former deserted appearance. I stared at him for a while, and then I heard the sound of a car.

When I turned my head, I realized that there was an expensive-looking car parked in front of me, and the window slid down, revealing the face of the driver.

Like Song Dongyang, he has blue eyes, but his hair is not black, but golden.

He smiled at me and said, "Hello, Chi Rui."

"Hello." I met him face to face, and my eyes moved to Song Dongyang. Since he is Song Dongyang's friend, it should be Song Dongyang who should introduce us to each other.

But Song Dongyang's behavior was very strange. His whole portrait was covered with a layer of frost, exuding the breath of "I don't want to make me angry". Without saying a word, he directly opened the rear door and said to me: "Rui, get in the car."

I was a little embarrassed, my eyes lingered on the faces of the two of them, and I got on the car anyway.

I sat in the back seat, Song Dongyang sat next to me, closed the door, and the car was embarrassingly quiet.

I tried to find a topic, so I took a breath and said, "The aroma in the car smells really good."

"Yes." The man driving seemed to smile.

I was about to ask what aromatherapy I used, but my eyelids suddenly became heavy, and my brain became cloudy. I fell into a coma, and I didn't have time to ask or confirm anything.

When I woke up again, I was lying on a soft mattress, with a magnificent arrangement above my head, like a luxury suite that I had never been to but only seen in the introduction pictures.

I was wearing a nightgown, but it was so soft it didn't look cheap.

I lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and shouted out with the only remaining memory: "Song Dongyang."

No one answered.

I pushed open the door and found that there was a large living room outside. I found my clothes on the sofa in the living room, and they were neatly folded.

"Click."

I heard the sound of the door opening, and Song Dongyang came in from the door, pushing a dining cart in his hand.

He stared at me and said, "Last night you fell asleep, my friend and I didn't know the way, so I just took you back to the hotel and got a room."

What he said is simply too much to say, there are countless other options that would not cost this money, but he chose this one.

"You carried me up?"

"Well, I even changed your pajamas for you."

"……thank you."

Am I such a heavy sleeper?Obviously didn't drink last night.

"The aromatherapy in the car last night has the effect of helping sleep. The foreign product is very useful." Song Dongyang gave a reasonable explanation like a roundworm in my stomach.

But he might as well not explain it like this. I am a science and engineering student, so I asked him very rigorously: "What brand of aromatherapy does he use? Can you send me a copy of the ingredient list?"

Song Dongyang stared at me in astonishment. After a while, he said, "I don't know too well. He left last night. I'll ask him later."

My intuition told me that Song Dongyang was hiding something from me, but when I stood up, I felt my body and found nothing abnormal.

"Where's my phone?"

"On the table, the battery was almost out yesterday. I'll charge it up for you."

"Thanks."

I found my mobile phone, there were a few unread messages in the social software, the signal was good, and nothing unusual was found.

"How much is the room fee, I will transfer it to you?"

"No need to go around, this hotel is opened by my friend's house, and it didn't cost money."

"Then thank you friend for me."

Song Dongyang stopped talking again.

With some doubts and vigilance in my heart, I ate the breakfast brought back by Song Dongyang and walked out of the room with him.

There is a soft and clean carpet outside the room, and there are beautiful ornaments on both sides of the corridor. I restrained my desire to take pictures, walked along the corridor for a while, and found a straight ladder.

Song Dongyang pressed the down button one step ahead of me, "Ding--", the elevator came faster than I thought.

We entered the elevator, and Song Dongyang put his hand on my shoulder abruptly.

"Huh?" I looked at him.

"Chi Rui, nice to meet you."

Why are you talking like this all of a sudden, like a primary school student.

"Nice to meet you too."

"Ding--"

The elevator reached the first floor, and we walked out of the elevator side by side. There were many people in the lobby, including waiters and guests.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but my eyes seem to fall on me, so I bite the bullet and take the room card to check out.

The waiter took my room card with both hands, and said with a sweet smile: "The inner room has been settled, and there is another gift for you."

"You don't need the gift." No matter how thick-skinned I am, I can't accept this.

"It's ready. If you don't charge us, we will be very sad." The waiter is the kind of big sister I admire. She said it so sincerely that I was a little hesitant.

"Take it." Song Dongyang said abruptly, "You deserve it."

"What do you mean I deserve it." I really can't compliment his Chinese proficiency, "That's your friend, your friend thinks highly of you, that's why he opened a room for us and gave me a gift."

"...That's not it." His voice was low, but I heard it.

"how?"

"Accept it, we will give him another gift later."

"Ok."

In the end, I accepted this gift. The gift was wrapped in a box. I didn't open it out of politeness.

This hotel is really very high-end. It even provided a special car to send me and Song Dongyang back to school. I looked a little embarrassed, but Song Dongyang was very calm. He put on one earphone and kept pressing the phone. Like talking to someone.

We finally returned to school. When I lay on the bed in the dormitory again, my half-suspended heart fell back again. Everything that happened before was like an illusory dream. Only the slightly tidal sheets are the real world.

I tried to go back to sleep, but it was not easy, I opened my eyes and looked at Song Dongyang standing under my bed, looking up at me.

"Aren't you tired? Why are you staring at me again?"

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