My brother became a love brain

Because of what happened that night, I was ordered to reflect at home for a month, but I didn't have any troubles. I read a book every day and passed it off.

Zhou Feng, on the other hand, would come to my house to find me whenever he had nothing to do, and would always bring me some fresh gifts, such as a new style of chess, an extremely difficult jigsaw puzzle, or an old recipe for sweets.

I didn't feel anything else when I saw it. When I saw the recipe, I remembered that a long time ago, I had a little wish, which was to open a small dessert shop.

At that time, Song Dongyang and I had a meal together, and once we passed by a dessert shop, it was very embarrassing. I looked at the desserts inside helplessly through the glass, but I knew very well that I couldn't own them.

Song Dongyang covered my eyes with his hand, and said, "Chi Rui, don't look."

I closed my eyes obediently, and said, "Brother, I want to open a dessert shop in the future."

Song Dongyang's fingers trembled slightly, and he said, "Okay, I promise you."

Year after year, we have already had the money to open countless dessert shops, but he forgot his promise, and with it, I forgot.

I stared at the dessert recipe for a long time, Zhou Feng asked me: "Do you like sweets?"

I hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said, "I like it."

"Do you like it?" His eyes lit up.

"Like it." I'm actually not sure.

"I just want to open a dessert shop, let's go together?"

I don't know if Zhou Feng had this idea a long time ago, or if it was just a temporary idea, but I didn't want to refuse him when he said that.

I also replied to him: "Okay."

Zhou Feng and I were not short of money, and it was too much time to waste. After the ban was lifted, Zhou Feng and I bought a store on the busiest street in the third district, and started to decorate and prepare to open the store.

But Zhou Feng and I often quarrel over the decoration. He likes the resplendent and classical style and I like the pink girlish style.

In the end, he gave in, because I made a bet with him, randomly asked a hundred ladies on the road to choose, and 95 chose my style. Zhou Feng was so shocked by this result that he didn't speak for several days.

After confirming the decoration style, I asked the decoration workers to start construction, and I found some things to pass the time. Every day was peaceful and fulfilling, just when I thought I could forget about Song Dongyang At that time, his invitation card was sent to the Ninth District, and he invited me to participate by name.

I have no interest in taking the initiative to seek abuse. I tore up the invitation he sent me and burned it to ashes.

A few days later, I welcomed a visitor I hadn't seen for a long time, my former deputy and now one of the consultants of the ninth district, Wu Ming.

He came late at night. At that time, I had just finished a dinner party and returned to my bedroom. I went in and took off my coat. I took out a gun. Fortunately, I saw the face of the person before I shot. .

"Wu Ming? Why are you here at this hour?"

I haven't seen him for a while, and I was naturally happy to see him at first, but besides being happy, I also vaguely had a bad feeling.

"Brother Chi," he smiled at me stiffly, and said, "Don't care if you believe me or not, I have to tell you personally that Song Dongyang wants to kill you."

"Today is not April Fool's Day." I didn't believe Wu Ming's words at all, and I even reached out to touch the gun, "You should know, I won't believe such a lame lie."

"Brother Chi, you go to Song Dongyang's wedding, and then you will learn the truth he tried to hide." Wu Ming said these words dryly, like an endorsement.

I took a look at his appearance and asked him: "Did Song Dongyang ask you to come here and say that, to motivate me to go to District [-], this method is too lame."

He hesitated for a moment, nodded, and added: "It's okay if you don't go, I can understand your mood."

"You understand a ball of yarn," I removed my hand from the gun, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Isn't he just getting married? Yes, I'll see him off."

"Okay, see you in the Ninth District."

Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and quickly moved towards the window, and then turned out of the window again.

I looked down from upstairs, and Wu Ming had disappeared. I closed the window and replayed what happened just now, but I couldn't laugh.

I used to be a consultant in the Ninth District, and I still have a basic IQ. Song Dongyang didn't need to use Wu Ming to motivate me to go to the wedding. It is more likely that Wu Ming wanted me to go to the Ninth District for some purpose. .

And Wu Ming's purpose is most likely to drive a wedge between Song Dongyang and me. Did he betray Song Dongyang by doing so?

In fact, there is another possibility, but I don't want to think about it. I stubbornly believe that Wu Ming lied.

Anyway, I'm going to have to make a trip to the Ninth Ward.

I agreed to go to the Ninth District. The biggest reaction was not my family, but Zhou Feng. He directly said to me: "No."

I looked at him suspiciously and asked him, "Why not?"

He pursed his lips tightly, as if he was afraid that he would say something he shouldn't say.

"I'll be back soon," I tried to calm his emotions. "By then, our dessert shop will also be open."

He looked at me with something almost pleading in his eyes, but he said nothing.

Sometimes I also think, if I had softened my heart at that time and gave up going to District [-], what would happen to me later?

But I will personally dispel this possibility, because at that time, no matter who I am, no matter what reason, I will insist on going to the Ninth District.

At that time, I was longing for the truth, but I didn't know that the truth was not what I wanted.

This time, my uncle, my father, me and some other members of the family attended the wedding. My mother did not go, and when she learned that I was going, she just told me, "Don't embarrass the family." .

After a few months, I stepped on the train to the ninth district again. I sat on the soft seat, but a strange feeling rose in my heart.

I was no longer familiar with the train, nor with the destination of the trip.

After a long journey, the train finally pulled into the platform. I looked out through the window, which happened to meet the sight of an acquaintance outside the window.

He was still wearing the Chief Executive's uniform, his figure was tall and straight, and he hadn't changed at all from his appearance a year ago.

Last time I came to him to discuss his wedding with my sister, this time I came to him to attend his wedding with someone else.

This is really a ridiculous thing.

I got out of the car behind my father. Song Dongyang greeted my uncle and my father, and extended his hand to me. He said, "Chi Rui, long time no see."

I reached out my white-gloved hand, shook his hand, and said calmly, "Congratulations on the wedding."

Song Dongyang chuckled, and said, "There is another happy event, I have a son."

I put my hands down and said, "Congratulations."

I don’t say this congratulations forcefully. All emotions will be diminished by disappointment and time. This process is not painful, even silent. I believe that one day, I will be a stranger to the man in front of me and return to the The state of not being injured.

Song Dongyang leaned forward abruptly, leaned close to my ear, and said in a subtle voice, "The child is not mine."

Song Dongyang reached out and touched my hair, and stood up straight again, but there was an extra leaf in his hand, and he said, "A fallen leaf has touched your hair."

I stared at him without saying a word, assessing the veracity of what I had just whispered, but he turned and walked on.