My brother became a love brain

My mother opened a bottle of red wine and insisted on dragging me to drink it with him. I didn’t feel anything after a few sips, but she was slightly drunk, leaning on the seat, shouting “Rui Rui”, “Rui Rui” stop.

I fed her a bowl of hangover soup, picked her up again, and prepared to send her back to her room to rest.

Like a child, she tugged on my sleeve and murmured: "Whoever makes Ruirui unhappy, mother will beat him."

I raised the corners of my mouth and coaxed her softly: "I will solve the people who make me unhappy, mom, don't worry."

Her expression relaxed a little, and she fell into a deep sleep. I carried her to the bed, took off her shoes, covered her with the quilt, and left quietly.

I took out my phone, and there was a pile of missed calls on the interface of the phone, and most of the callers were Song Dongyang.

What did he want to say to me?What else is there to say?

My phone turned on again, and Song Dongyang called me again. I opened the interface, put the phone to my ear, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Where are you?" Song Dongyang's voice was deep and not unpleasant.

"At my house, I just had dinner." I brushed up the broken hair on my forehead, and walked slowly on the carpet in my slippers, "What do you want from me?"

"I bought that building." Unexpectedly, this was what Song Dongyang said first.

"Oh, that's good." I replied coldly.

"It turns out that the building is called Furui, do you want to change the name?"

"You can call it whatever you want."

"Then it's called Dongrui Building?"

Dong Rui, Song Dongyang and Chi Rui, his names are really interesting.

"Why isn't it called Su Ran Building?" I wanted to poke his heart, "Don't you like it?"

Song Dongyang sighed softly and said, "Chi Rui, I..."

"If you want to say that you can't help yourself, it's meaningless," I said to him, "If you don't want to do it, I'll handle it. If you stop me, our engagement can also be cancelled."

After saying this, I hung up the phone and even turned off the phone, too lazy to think about Song Dongyang's new response.

He may have his own difficulties and plans, but I don't need to listen to him, let alone not married, even if we are married, he and I are still two completely different individuals.

I don't need to ask his permission for what I want to do.

I went back to my room, lit the aromatherapy, lay down on the soft mattress, and soon fell asleep.

This sleep was very heavy. When I woke up, I glanced at my watch. It was almost time for lunch.

I took a shower, went downstairs in home clothes, and happened to meet Song Dongyang, who was sitting on the sofa at my house, chatting with my mother.

I was sitting next to my mother, and she told the servant to bring me breakfast. Song Dongyang kept staring at me. He didn't feel embarrassed, and I didn't feel embarrassed. I was even in the mood to ask him: "Your illness is still there. Okay, why don't you take good care of your illness, why come over for tea when you have time?"

"You are more important." Song Dongyang coaxed me naturally, and poured me a glass of juice himself.

I didn't pick up the juice, but just stared at him. He thought about it, asked for another straw, squeezed the mouth of the straw himself, handed it to me, and said, "Drink some?"

I held the juice in my hand, sucked it in small sips, and didn't speak. Song Dongyang was patient, and while chatting with my mother, he eagerly handed me a piece of fruit and a soup bowl. It didn't take long for me to be fed by him.

After a person is full, it is always difficult to lose his temper again. I squinted at him: "Your legs are not healed yet, what are you fussing about?"

"I made you unhappy, I should come here to apologize in person," Song Dongyang answered solemnly, but his eyes were filled with gentle emotions, "Chi Rui, don't be angry with me anymore, okay?"

I was very soft, and I was about to say "yes", but I realized that something was wrong, so I swallowed it.He Song Dongyang yin and yang violated the money to support his lover, I questioned him, he dared to hang up the phone, how could I forgive him so easily.

But my mother was right next to her, even though she knew about the mess between me and Song Dongyang, I still didn't have the face to argue with Song Dongyang about these things in front of her.

I suppressed my emotions and said to Song Dongyang, "We'll talk later."

"What's the matter, you can't say it in front of me?" My mother looked like she didn't think it was a big deal when she watched the excitement.

"I want to take Song Dongyang to my room to have a look."

"Okay, after a while you push him to the elevator."

"it is good."

She finished the black tea in the cup, found an excuse and left.I yawned a little and asked Song Dongyang, "How did you get out of the wheelchair just now?"

"Maid help," he answered my question, and then said, "You can carry me to your room."

He said it with confidence, as if it should be taken for granted, as if he had done nothing wrong and we were still the same as before.

"It doesn't take so much effort," I couldn't control my sneer, "It was just an excuse to let my mother leave, talk to you, this place is just right."

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Talk about what you want to do?" I really don't want to argue about this matter anymore, "You like Su Ran so much, you like it so much that you throw my face on the ground and step on it?"

"I don't like him." His always the answer.

I changed the question: "Why did you hang up on me that day?"

"The signal is not very good." He didn't bat an eyelid.

"Lie." I didn't save face for him either.

"I don't know how to explain it to you."

The answer was ridiculous, too, but I was strangely calm.

"Sorry." I said stiffly.

"I'm sorry." He didn't hold back at all, he could be said to be kind.

"Will you still meddle in Su Ran's affairs?" I couldn't help asking.

Song Dongyang didn't give me a clear answer this time. After a while, he said to me softly: "Sorry, I can't control myself."

"Why can't you control yourself, do you like him that much?"

I just said my question, but my eyes suddenly went dark, and I heard the sound of "tearing", like the sound of a shredder shredding paper.

My brain was suddenly empty, and the light in front of my eyes was restored, but I was lost and a little confused.

I looked at Song Dongyang in front of me, he lowered his eyes and said to me: "You can carry me to your room."

My instinctive reaction was to argue with him, but when the words came to my lips, they turned into a single word "um".

I picked him up and stepped on the hard wooden board, but I felt that I was trapped in the endless cotton, my brain was confused, and for a while, I couldn't tell whether the scene in front of me was reality or a dream.

"Chi Rui."

Who is calling my name?

"Chi Rui."

My eyes were clearly open, but I couldn't see the way ahead.

"Chi Rui!"

I woke up suddenly, but instinctively hugged the person in my arms tightly. I lowered my head and met Song Dongyang's eyes. He looked at me with a little panic.

He asked me: "What's wrong with you?"

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