My brother became a love brain

I closed the window, and Song Dongyang asked me: "How are you thinking?"

I was stunned for a while, and it took me a while to realize the meaning of his words, and said, "Have you not given up on that ridiculous idea?"

He said softly: "I will deal with Chi Hui, and then propose a formal negotiation to the Chi family."

He was playing for real, and when I turned my head to meet his eyes, I suddenly understood this.

I was silent for a while, and said to him: "Song Dongyang, don't do this."

"I want you." This sentence made him speak flatly.

"I don't want to speak too bluntly," I looked at him blankly, with a chill in my heart, "I don't have any desire for you to be a partner, I hope you understand this clearly."

"Then who do you want more?" Song Dongyang smiled suddenly, "Zhou Feng, or Daniel?"

I was not angry when he said that, but I just explained in a good-tempered manner: "Daniel is my friend, Zhou Feng is married, I don't want anyone, it's fine to be alone."

I guessed that Song Dongyang would send someone to monitor me, and the suspicion about Zhou Feng's marriage that had been fleeting in the past has now been confirmed.

"You don't reject men, why can't I?" Song Dongyang seemed to really not know the answer to this question.

I thought about what reasons to reject him, and finally chose one carefully: "There are so many men in the world, why should I choose someone who married someone I hated, indirectly forced my sister to death, almost killed my father, and dismissed me?" The subordinate man?"

In fact, many modifiers can be added to this long sentence, but I think this answer is enough.

Song Dongyang's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, but upon closer inspection, it looked like fragile ice, as if it would melt if touched lightly.

He asked me: "If I had married your sister at that time, if she died of illness, would you agree to my marriage proposal?"

"I don't know," I replied honestly. "Assumptions don't exist. I can't predict my behavior and I can't give you an answer."

Song Dongyang didn't look at me anymore, he pushed open the half window I closed and let the rain hit him.

I didn't close the window anymore, and I didn't persuade him anymore. Everyone has their own life, and whether Song Dongyang lives or dies, whether he is good or bad, in the final analysis, it has nothing to do with me.

The rain gradually wetted his gauze, and the gauze was faintly red. I forced myself to turn around and leave here, but when I took the first step, a warm hand held mine. hand.

Song Dongyang opened his mouth: "Are you going to leave me?"

I wrenched my hand out of his and said, "You were the one who betrayed me first."

I once thought about being brothers with you for the rest of my life. I once thought that our relationship was strong enough to withstand all ups and downs. I once imagined our gray-haired appearance.

It's you, Song Dongyang, who wiped out all my innocence bit by bit. What face do you have to accuse me of abandoning you?

I strode forward, Song Dongyang didn't speak anymore, his breathing and the sound of the rain outside the window were blocked by the door and disappeared.

My back was pressed against the door panel, and all my strength seemed to be pulled out of my body in an instant.

I know I shouldn't feel bad because it's really not worth it, but I still can't control my emotions.

I grabbed my hair and leaned against the door, my mind was empty, I didn't think about anything, but my fingertips were shaking.

Song Dongyang.

I chewed these three words, and hated them.

Why go back and forth, why deliberately tease, you clearly know it, maybe our best ending is to leave each other and forget each other.

I stood inside the door all night, waiting for the dawn to dispel the darkness and a new day to come.This is my third day in the sixteenth district. According to the agreement, in the evening, I will board the return train and return to the third district.

I moved my stiff limbs and stretched out my hand to open the door. Outside the door was Song Dongyang. He was wearing a black robe. I don't know how long he had been waiting here.

He said, "Let's go out for a stroll, Chi Rui."

The words of refusal were already on my lips, but what I said was: "Okay."

The sun hangs high in the blue sky, and the dampness left on the ground is the trace left by yesterday's thunderstorm. District [-] is much more disciplined than I remembered. At least on the bright side, I didn't see the violence that happened frequently.

Song Dongyang seemed to be no stranger to this place, he led the way ahead, I followed him, and walked to a remote path without knowing it.

I made a joke: "Where are you going to abduct me?"

"Turn back to District [-]," he said without the slightest hint of joking. "Stay with me."

I didn't respond to his words, but maybe the sun was too bright, I indulged myself and thought about it, if all the messy things hadn't happened, if I hadn't returned to Chi's house, he hadn't become the chief executive of District [-] , If he wants to say that, maybe I will really agree to him.

After all, at that time, he was the only one in my eyes, in my heart, and in the future I outlined.

We soon came to a slightly familiar alley, and every step we got closer, the memories of the past came oncoming.

The white gardenia was stained with water droplets, like a shy girl, I walked forward in the fragrance of flowers, and pushed open the wooden door in front of me like countless times in the past.

I seem to see a pair of teenagers, they are fighting under the clothes rack, enjoying the shade under the locust tree, and reading on the stone table. The words of the past are ringing in my ears. I don’t know if it is a dream or an illusion.

"Song Dongyang, I can't walk anymore."

"That's not what you said outside just now."

"I can't move anymore..."

"It's only tens of meters from the door to the room..."

"I can't move..."

"Okay, what do you want to do?"

"..."

"I'll carry you."

"..."

"Don't be embarrassed."

I still remember the ending of that conversation, Song Dongyang bent down, and I awkwardly let him carry me back.

With his back on my back, he walked steadily with every step, I leaned on his shoulder, my face was a little red.

That section of the road was very short and came to an end soon, but I pushed forward and always asked Song Dongyang to carry me on his back. His back was thick and warm, as if I could rely on it for a lifetime.

I sighed, returned to reality from the past memory, turned my head, and found Song Dongyang staring at me.

He asked me: "Do you still want me to carry you?"

"No need." I refused him without hesitation.