My brother became a love brain

"You don't talk yet."

I quickly picked up some meat with my chopsticks, and put the more expensive ingredients into the hot pot.

"You let me finish eating first."

Song Dongyang let out a "hmm", but he really didn't speak.

I buried my head in my meal and ate for half an hour to make sure I was full before I cut off the power under the hot pot, raised my head, and said, "You can talk now."

"I haven't eaten yet." He is wearing a white shirt today, and his hair has been carefully combed. I am not far from him, but there are almost no pores on his face.

He is young and beautiful, and there are already girls at other tables secretly watching him.But in his eyes, it seemed that I was the only one, and he was talking to me in a soft voice that seemed to be complaining and acting like a baby, which seemed to me that I was too indifferent.

I stare at him, torn between telling him to fuck off and buying him dinner.

My state of mind is very stable, but my mind is very empty. When I was hesitating for a moment, he reached out his hand naturally and pressed the power button. The hot pot made a "sizzling" sound, and he picked up a plate for me to eat. He poured half of the dishes into the hot pot and said, "I'm really hungry."

I had already eaten almost all the meat on the table, and now I saw him cooking the leaves of vegetables. After watching for a while, I couldn't help but turned my head and called the waiter: "Bring the menu, add more vegetables."

"Pfft." That bastard Song Dongyang, he really smiled happily.

"Funny?" I swear if he said yes, I'd turn around and walk away.

"Chi Rui, you are still so soft-hearted."

I ignored him, turned my head to confirm the list of additional dishes with the waiter, put away the menu, and put it in the original card slot.

"what is your purpose?"

"want to see you."

"and then?"

He stared at me for a few seconds and said, "Our island has been exposed, and now we need you as an official to deal with the media and guide public opinion."

"There's no need to look for me," I said without any hesitation, quickly denying, "Whether it's you, Mr. Li, the doctor, or anyone on the island who can still maintain their sense, they can play this official role."

"You are the owner of the island."

"The owner of the island is either which one you want to choose, or which one?"

Song Dongyang pursed his lips and smiled, and replied, "You really watched those videos."

I got a little angry, and turned my head to look at the little brother shaking noodles not far away.

"I recognized the wrong person," he said after a pause, "It took me a long time to find you."

"Are you going to lie to me by making up a story about past and present lives that no ghost can believe?"

"You won't believe it."

What he said was plain, but it seemed to add fuel to the fire, which made me a little angry and quickly turned into anger.

I signaled to the waiter that I wanted to pay the bill, quickly settled the bill, and started to tidy up the small items I put on the table, and said while tidying up: "I'll go back first, you eat slowly."

Song Dongyang was stunned, his expression blank, and after a few seconds he said: "Chi Rui, I need your help."

The damn "I need your help", the damn blank expression, he looks exactly like when he was just my roommate.

At that time, I thought I was a good person. Every time Song Dongyang did this, I couldn't help but help him. I showed him my sincerity. He might be laughing at me in his heart.Laugh at my innocence and enthusiasm, enjoy all my help with peace of mind, evaluate my character, think about how to set up a cage, and capture me.

I picked up my backpack, as if I was running away, and I didn't say anything to him. I walked straight out. The tens of meters of walking was extremely painful, but I finally got out of the door.

I was really afraid that Song Dongyang would catch up with me, so I took a taxi and gave the address of the community where I lived.I calmed down a bit, but when I lowered my head, I found that there was no number displayed on the taxi meter, so I couldn't help but ask, "Is your meter broken?"

"Mr. Chi takes my car, how can I collect money?"

The taxi driver turned his head. I looked at it for a few seconds and realized: "So it's Mr. Li."

"The taxis in this row are all our people, but I am honored that you can get in my car."

I leaned back and leaned on the soft cushion, feeling hopeless, I said: "You let me go, and you came to catch me back again."

"Mr. Song said that you don't like life on the island and won't let you go back."

"There was a problem with your turn just now."

"Your home is not safe, we want to protect you."

"So where are you planning to hijack me?"

"The first training center in the league."

I looked out the window, thinking about the possibility of jumping out of the car, but this car was moving very fast, and there were almost identical taxis moving forward in sync on each side. is on.

"The car door is locked. If you get hurt, that guy Song Dongyang will kill us."

I really wanted to laugh, so I just laughed out loud and said, "It seems like I was let off by you for a short time, and I'm about to be locked up again."

"Mr. Song loves you very much." He said this dryly, I guess it was rare for him, and he felt guilty.

I raised my hand and slid across the car window with my fingertips. Through my fingertips, I could see the big moon outside.

"It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival."

Four years ago, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Song Dongyang had just moved into my dormitory not long ago. I have always missed this festival, and I thought he didn't understand domestic traditions at all.

But Song Dongyang bought a box of mooncakes, put them on my small desk, and said seriously: "Happy holidays."

I was a little moved. I climbed out of bed and opened the mooncake box, only to find that there were devilish five-nut mooncakes inside. The most terrifying thing was that Song Dongyang was still eating happily.

Thinking of this past incident, I couldn't help laughing out loud. Mr. Li might be a little scared, and he looked back at me frequently to confirm that I was not mentally disturbed or had any violent behavior.

I put my hand down, glanced at him, and said, "Whatever you want, I won't try to run away."

It can't run far at all.

When I was on the island, I thought the outside world was a free world, but when I got outside, Song Dongyang chased after him again, so the outside became a cage.

Maybe the first meeting was wrong, Song Dongyang shouldn't have stepped into my dormitory that afternoon, and I shouldn't have smiled and said to him: "We will definitely get along well."

The vehicle passed through one door after another, and finally stopped in front of a rather classical building. Mr. Li opened the door, and I got out of the car, and saw Song Dongyang easily.

He stood at the top of the steps, looking down at me.

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