paranoia

After eating, Song Jing looked at the two chatting happily, feeling dissatisfied but there was nowhere to blow up, and walked out the door without saying a word, carrying the trash at the door.

When the sound of the door closing downstairs came from downstairs, Bai Yiyu turned over from Song Wanzhou's bed, curious light burst out from his deer-like eyes, he called Song Wanzhou who was busy tidying things up, and whispered: "Today How did Xiaojing behave so well?"

Song Wanzhou smiled indifferently, and naturally understood that the "good" in his friend's mouth was just a euphemism to express that Song Jing didn't lose his temper with himself like before: "Ah Yu, don't say Xiaojing like that, he is not what you think. It was me before She cared too little for him and didn't take care of his sensitive emotions."

Bai Yiyu didn't listen to Song Wanzhou's blind tolerance towards his younger brother, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "You treat him better than uncles and aunts, so you don't care much?"

He has been friends with Song Wanzhou for so many years, and he naturally knows that the other party likes to hide everything in his heart, and he can see all of Song Wanzhou's kindness to Song Jing.To be honest, he has never seen any brother who can be as close as they are.From the perspective of a bystander, he can be regarded as watching Song Jing, a little kid who only has his brother in his eyes, run faster than anyone else from the kindergarten monitor to the junior high school, and now he is even taller than both of them.Although Song Jing had never been interested in other people since before, he was expressionless and indifferent, but whenever Song Wanzhou appeared, he would immediately grin and pester him, unable to take his eyes off.People around would jokingly ask Song Wanzhou if he had candy with him, and why Song Jing was so sticky.

Bai Yiyu has grown used to it since he was a child, but how could he have imagined that Song Jing, who had never had a brother before, came back from junior high school for a year and became a completely changed person. He talked less and his personality became more indifferent. He cared about him intentionally or unintentionally. Forget about Song Wanzhou, but he has to say something that hurts the other party. I really don't know if the little brat has learned badly or grown up and feels caring.

Although every time he saw Song Wanzhou avoiding talking about Song Jing's rebellion, he couldn't help interjecting, telling him not to put his hot face on his cold ass, but the other party still insisted on touching Song Jing's thorns again and again. prick.If it wasn't for Song Wanzhou's anger, Bai Yiyu would have liked to teach Song Jing a lesson for his friend who only loves his younger brother, to vent his anger and make Song Jing treat his brother better.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Bai Yiyu's pent-up complaint burst out: "Wanzhou, I think you just treat wolves like wolf dogs."

Song Wanzhou showed the majesty of Bai Yiyu who was one year older, and knocked him on the head, with a hint of reproach: "Ah Yu compared Xiaojing to a wolf, so isn't his brother me also a wolf? When did I treat you fiercely?" Pass?"

"Hmph", Bai Yiyu didn't take that year seriously at all, and knocked it back, "You're not his own brother, how could you be a wolf? You're just a jackrabbit that was eaten to death by wolf cubs."

Song Wanzhou burst into laughter: "Ayu, did you say that on purpose because you didn't eat rabbit legs at noon? Hahahaha.", the takeaway delivered the wrong dish, and the spicy fried rabbit was sent as spicy rabbit legs. Of the three people at the table, Song Jing was the youngest, and Song Wanzhou naturally gave it up to his younger brother.

Bai Yiyu's kind words and persuasion were not taken seriously, and he turned his head in displeasure, wanting to break up with his friend who is not enlightened for a second.

Song Wanzhou didn't take it seriously, but he couldn't forget his identity as Song Jing's elder brother after all.And since chatting with Song Jing last time, he obviously felt that his younger brother's attitude is much softer than before. Although sometimes some out-of-the-line intimacy and inexplicable emotions are hard to understand, after all, he is older than himself. Little, it's normal to have a generation gap, Song Wanzhou just took it as another way of acting like a baby, and didn't think much about it.The brotherly relationship is rarely eased, and he doesn't want to break the status quo because of his own reasons.

Half an hour had passed since lunch, and Bai Yiyu was still sulking. Song Wanzhou borrowed a glass of warm water with a sigh, and took the initiative to show weakness and find a step for the other party, reminding him: "It's time to take medicine."

Bai Yiyu took it from his palm and ate it reluctantly. The foreign body sensation from his throat made him frown, and his facial features shrank together: "Whenever you take good care of yourself, I won't worry about you so much. gone."

Song Wanzhou knew that he was not angry anymore, with a relaxed smile on his face, he poured another glass

Honey Water followed his words and changed the subject: "Didn't you say you have something to tell me?"

Bai Yiyu knocked his head annoyed; "I almost forgot!", a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, he pursed his lips and hesitated, and only whispered after Song Wanzhou's repeated questions: "Wanzhou, can you help me?" Contact Han Junjing? He ignored me after we met last time."

In fact, Song Wanzhou never took the initiative to contact Han Junjing. What he didn't expect was that Bai Yiyu would contact him in private. As if he had discovered a new continent, he asked in surprise, "Ayu, are you two usually? Isn't your base very busy? Why do you often talk to Xiaoyu? Brother Han, meet?" Song Wanzhou couldn't bear to repeat the name Xiao Han, which belonged to his childhood, once he called it once.After all, Han Junjing was two years older than himself, and he really treated him like a younger brother. It was wrong to call him by his first name, so he had to compromise.Although he didn't know the reason for Song Jing's inexplicable hostility towards Han Junjing, whom he had never met before, but he certainly couldn't avoid Han Junjing, who had been kind to him, just because Song Jing was about to get angry.

"What two people?" Bai Yiyu, who failed to get a reply from repeated contact, looked disappointed, lowered his head, his eyelashes fluttered to leave a small shadow on his fair face, and the corners of his mouth curled down, "I just contacted him unilaterally, and he Don’t reply to my messages. I wanted to sneak to Zhejiang University to play with him during the free time before the game, but you know, I am a road idiot. If no one takes me, I will definitely get lost because the campus of Zhejiang University is so big. The other party ignored me at all."

"Ah Yu, don't think too much. Brother Xiao Han is not a college student. He must be very busy if he is so good. He probably doesn't have time to reply to your message." Song Wanzhou stroked Bai Yiyu's round head in circles, and briefly The hair was tied in the palm of the hand, and there was a slight itch, which made people laugh, but because the friend was unhappy at the moment, he had to hold back, and the corners of the mouth were tightly pursed, trying to control the corners of the mouth that wanted to rise.

Seeing that the words just now couldn't enlighten him, Song Wanzhou sat next to Bai Yiyu and took out his mobile phone, dialed Han Junjing's number in front of him, opened and closed his mouth, and said silently, "I'll help you get in touch."

Bai Yiyu raised his head in doubt, his dark eyes gradually lit up because of Song Wanzhou's words, the corners of his mouth turned down slightly, reminding Song Wanzhou to turn on the speaker, and then he held his breath and waited quietly for the call to connect.

"Yangyang?" Han Junjing's gentle voice came out of the receiver as usual, Bai Yiyu covered his mouth and dared not make any sound, and kept winking at Song Wanzhou, telling him to answer quickly.

"Brother Han, are you free on National Day?"

There was a chuckle from the other party: "Brother Xiao Han? It seems to be quite good, and it's easier to say. It depends on how you arrange the National Day. If you want to come to me, naturally you are free every moment."

Never heard Han Junjing speak so intimately, Bai Yiyu felt uncomfortable for some reason, and urged the dumb Song Wanzhou.

"Bai Yiyu, Ah Yu, I want to visit your school, can you take the time to show him around?"

Did not get an immediate answer, the other party obviously paused, and then said: "Yangyang doesn't want to come?"

Hearing the obviously regretful tone, Song Wanzhou felt ashamed, and looked at Bai Yiyu with a bitter face, feeling even more uncomfortable: "Brother Han, I'm sorry, I promised to stay at home and help my brother with homework on the National Day."

"Yangyang don't need to say sorry, I'm unfamiliar." The background became noisy, and someone else was calling Han Junjing's name, "You let him contact me, he must come to play with me next time. Forget it, wait After two days of work, I will come to you again and take you back to the old house to have a look, that area is about to be demolished."

Fragmented memories about parents and grandma emerged in my mind, and I agreed.

Before hanging up the phone, he remembered the classmates who wanted to visit Zhejiang University in the morning, and mentioned them along the way. Han Junjing smiled and called Song Wanzhou's name: "Yangyang, Brother Xiaohan is very busy recently, and may not be able to receive your other classmates. Yes, next time."

Although he got Han Junjing's promise, Bai Yiyu couldn't be happy at all. The sourness in his heart spread to his mouth, which made him even change the tone of his thanks, and he almost hugged Song Wanzhou and shed tears of grievance.

The voice was a little lonely: "Does Han Junjing hate me?"

Bai Yiyu's expression remained pale until she received the captain's urging call to bid farewell to Song Wanzhou and go home.

Well, he kept shrugging his head as if frustrated, looking extremely listless.

Originally, he said that he would definitely go to play with Han Junjing, but when Song Wanzhou asked again, it changed to "Let's see again."

When staying with Bai Yiyu, I always forget the time. When I sent him to the gate of the community, I realized that it was almost dinner time. However, there was no sign of Song Jing returning home. I didn’t want to interfere too much with the young people’s circle of friends, but stood at the gate. Before struggling for a moment, I still couldn't hold back and made a phone call.

"Small scene."

He was hung up as soon as he got connected, and before Song Wanzhou dialed out again, someone pressed his shoulders, and Song Jing's tender and tender face appeared in front of his eyes, blinked those slender phoenix eyes, and said lightly : "Why are you calling?"

Seeing Song Jing, Song Wanzhou felt relieved, his face was relaxed, and the corner of his mouth was filled with a smile: "Seeing that you haven't come back yet, I want to call to ask if you will come back tonight."

"If you don't come back, do you want to live alone at home?" Song Jing didn't let go of his hand on Song Wanzhou's shoulder, and the two walked home at the same pace.

Looking at the familiar logo printed on the packaging bag in Song Jing's hand, he turned his head and asked, "Doesn't Xiaojing like pastries?"

"It's a gift for an event." Song Jing handed it to Song Wanzhou naturally, "Eat it or not, or throw it away."

Received it, opened it, and found that there were several new products of the season inside, all of which were mango cheese flavor. Song Wanzhou smiled: "It must have cost a lot of money."

Song Jing looked straight ahead without changing his words: "It's a gift, no money required." Seeing the satisfied expression on Song Wanzhou's face from the corner of his eye, he still couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth.