My brother became a love brain

I tried my best to deal with all the consequences of Song Dongyang's remorse at the wedding.

I'm not angry, and I'm not out of control. Song Dongyang can be confused, but I don't have to be as confused as him.

I personally sent Song Dongyang's parents to the car for the return journey, and saw obvious guilt in his mother's eyes.

When all the guests and reporters left, the night had already darkened, and I stepped on the rose petals that had sunk in the daytime, as if I was trampling on the deep trust between me and Song Dongyang.

The Chi family got into the car one after another, and I sat between my father and mother. After a while, my father said to me, "You look very sad."

"Fortunately," I said to him calmly, "I had a hunch a long time ago, but I didn't expect that he would actually do such a thing."

My father sighed and said: "If something like this happens, there is no need to continue the follow-up cooperation."

"We don't take the initiative to suspend the cooperation." I leaned my head against the back seat of the car seat, tired and ferocious, "If the Song family chooses to give up, they need to pay a sufficient price."

"If the two parties still have the possibility to continue negotiating, then there is nothing wrong with making money together."

My father patted the back of my hand and said, "I have grown up."

In fact, I have grown up a long time ago, but the way of thinking in the past was for friends, but the way of thinking now is for businessmen.

My mother was silent all the way, but when the car drove into the house, she opened her mouth softly and said, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you?"

"It's almost twelve o'clock, don't worry about it anymore." I smiled and said to her, "Tomorrow morning, I want to eat the fried eggs you made, can I?"

"Of course." After she finished speaking, she turned her head away to prevent me from seeing her expression at the moment, but I could guess that she was crying.

After getting out of the car, I said goodnight to my parents and went upstairs to my bedroom. As usual, I changed my clothes, cleaned up my body, and plugged the charging cable of my mobile phone into the outlet.

I had turned on airplane mode after the incident and the phone is now like a ticking time bomb.

I pinched my eyebrows, turned off the airplane mode, and reconnected my phone to WIFI. Countless messages poured in instantly, like a ridiculous carnival.

I, Chi Rui, lived to be nearly 30 years old. At my wedding, because Song Dongyang eloped with someone, I made the biggest embarrassment.

I began to deal with the news calmly, and most of the responses could be simple and clear with "it's okay" and "I'm fine". Wang Dong sent a long series of voice messages, and I clicked to listen. It was indeed a standard national curse. At the end, it was a slightly awkward sentence, if you have something to tell me directly, I will help you, and I replied with two words "thank you".

Further down, Bai Lan asked me "Are you okay" dozens of times, and finally he said that he had already boarded the plane back to China, and we will talk about the specific situation when we meet.

I found Song Dongyang's response at the bottom, and he said "OK" before the official wedding.

He still has the same red apple profile picture, just looking at it like this, it seems that nothing has changed, but everything has changed.

I closed the window, put the phone upside down on the bed, and closed my eyes, but I was not as invincible as I thought.

My brain repeats the picture of Song Dongyang and his lover leaving over and over again, it is difficult to describe my mood at this moment in words.

Is it anger?Is it pain?Is it embarrassing?

It seems neither.

I just soberly and rationally heard the sound of the chain snapping.

I still forced myself to sleep, and when I woke up the next day, the wind and rain were coming, and the stocks of the Chi family and the Song family fell so badly that during breakfast time, the phone rang one after another and kept ringing.

I ate my mother's fried eggs in small bites, and after I finished eating, I asked calmly, "Is there a press conference going to be held next?"

"Wait for the attitude of the Song family first." My father calmly turned a page of the newspaper. I noticed the headline on the front page. It was indeed the wedding that was reduced to a farce yesterday. Sent it to you, you post a response first."

"it is good."

I put down the tableware, opened Weibo, and found that among the top ten trending searches, six were related to yesterday's incident. Netizens who eat melons had a carnival all night, and the popularity still shows no sign of diminishing.

I stumbled into the CP Chaochao between me and Song Dongyang by accident, and found that they were really sad about the separation between Song Dongyang and me.

Yesterday was our wedding, and many scissors spontaneously edited the video of me and Song Dongyang on the road. The popularity was very high, and it was reposted tens of thousands of times.

They believe that this is the story of the prince and the prince, and that Song Dongyang and I will live happily ever after.

They happily watched the wedding, and then suffered a violent attack.

"For CP fans, the greatest luck is watching their CP get married, and the greatest misfortune, there may have been disputes in the past, but there is no need to question it now. The other side stays where it is."

I stared at this Weibo, inexplicably, a tear welled up.

I quit CP Chaohua and switched to the editing interface, but I didn't post the PR draft and chose to respond in person.

"Thank you very much for all the netizens who have loved me and Song Dongyang over the years. I also hoped that we could get married and start a family. But human emotions are the most uncontrollable and unpredictable in the world. Song Dongyang does It's his choice, but I have no other choice. I can't send blessings generously. For me, everything yesterday is a betrayal and a shame. In this relationship, I have lost a complete defeat, and I don't want to be frustrated in love and continue to affect my business, so please take care of me."

I posted this Weibo without reading any comments, and said to my father, "I want to suspend my studies for one year."

"Have you decided yet?"

"Ah."

"Okay, then come back." He also became a little haggard, "Whenever you need Dad's help, remember to ask."

"it is good."

We waited for a day, but instead of an apology from the Song family, we got some photos of me going to nightclubs with my friends when I was abroad.

The manuscript that broke the news was written extremely superbly, implying that I was not "safe" abroad, and this wedding did not have much real feelings.

After I received the news, I asked my cousin to release what was in his hand—the video of Su Ran breaking into the highway and blocking Song Dongyang, causing Song Dongyang to have a car accident.

The video is paired with proper text analysis, and Su Ran's movements are too magical, and soon became the material of scissors on the Internet. With various rhythmic music and special effects, it was pushed to major video platforms.

Among them, apart from the sailors I invested in, there were more CP fans of me and Song Dongyang. They needed a gap to ease their emotions, and Su Ran's video just gave them an outlet.

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