paranoia

Yu Duo stood up and was about to leave when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Twilight, didn't I tell you not to play with strangers?"

Song Raoshuang handed the bag to the assistant, stepped on high-heeled shoes and strode over, hugged Song Mu in his arms, slightly frowned and pinched her small face: "I don't listen to what mom said now, do I?"

"No, Mom, Uncle Yu Duo is not a bad person, nor is he a stranger. I often saw him when I was in school." Song Mu anxiously defended Yu Duo, explained to her mother, and suddenly forgot the promise he made with Yu Duo .

When Song Raoshuang heard the word 'Yu Duo', he froze on the spot, turned his head quickly, and saw the tall and thin man who turned his back and kept his head bowed, his voice was choked, his lips trembled, and he asked uncertainly, "Yu Duo?"

Yu Duo's body was stiff, and he wanted to walk but couldn't move his legs.

"Yu Duo?"

Calling out his name again, Yu Duo turned around slowly, with his head lowered unconfidently: "Shuang'er, long time no see."

haven't seen you for a long time.

Except in her dreams, Song Raoshuang hadn't seen Yu Duo for a long time, this man who she always kept in her heart and could never forget.

Back then, she proposed to break up impulsively, deleted all contact information and went to England, and never told Yu Duo about Song Mu from the beginning to the end.Yu Duo was much younger than her, and she didn't have confidence in the relationship between the two of them. Yu Duo had only become popular at that time, running around the country to make announcements, and rarely had time to meet each other.The two were in a period of passionate love, but she was unwilling to use the child to forcefully tie him to her side. Because of a trivial matter, the two quarreled, and she directly broke up on the phone, choosing one person to bear the consequences of impulsiveness.

However, she has never forgotten Yu Duo for so many years. During the time when she was pregnant with Song Mu, there was not a single day when she did not miss him.She pretended to be impulsive and regretted it, but Yu Duo couldn't be contacted no matter what, and there was no news about him in the domestic news, and he completely disappeared in her world.Song Raoshuang went to look for Yu Duo after giving birth to Song Mu and returned to China. The house he lived in back then was vacant long ago, and the two of them didn't even have a mutual friend.

Song Mu also asked her, "Mom, where is my father? Why do they have my brother, but I don't have one." Song Raoshuang couldn't answer. She was the one who let go and pushed Yu Duo away. She asked for it all along. .

She never expected to see Yu Duo again.

Yu Duo is not yet mentally prepared, he doesn't want to face his beloved in this ghostly way, keeps his head down, even turns his head to avoid Song Rao Shuang's sight, lowers his eyes, and his voice is as soft as a mosquito: "Shuang'er, don't See how I am."

Song Raoshuang burst into tears. He couldn't believe that the man in front of him was really Yu Duo. The sunny boy standing on the stage in his memory and sweating wantonly no longer existed. He looks sick and haggard, and there is no trace of his self-confidence and flamboyance in his current body.

It's hard to imagine what happened in the missed ten years, so that the boy who stubbornly ran out of the house to pursue his dream and his eyes were full of light became what he is today.

There are too many regrets and stories between the two, and they will not be able to explain it for a while. Song Raoshuang reached out to touch Yu Duo, but he avoided him, leaving a word "I'm sorry" and left in a hurry.

Song Mu has never seen Song Raoshuang cry. The impression of her mother is that she is strong. She is always busy in order to support herself, and no matter what unhappy things she encounters at work, she will never bring them home.She is very beautiful and loves to laugh, even if she gets into trouble, she still laughs and blames her.She was terrified when she saw Song Raoshuang crying hoarsely. She wrapped her arms around her neck and tried to wipe away her tears. After wiping, she began to cry: "Mom, don't cry, Mu Mu will be obedient from now on, and I will never get along with you again." It's Twilight's fault that uncle played together, mom, don't be angry."

Song Raoshuang hugged Song Mu tightly, and regarded her as his last sustenance: "It's mother's fault, and mother made a mistake again."

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"Brother, mom said that uncle is my father." Song Mu had little stars in his eyes, "I also have a father."

Song Wanzhou took over the photo, which showed Song Mu in his arms

It was Yu Duo.

Song Mu put away the photo babyfully, and pouted: "Uncle clearly promised me to play together when I go back to Hangzhou. I wanted to tell him the good news when I saw him, but he hasn't come to school to see me for several days. Did he forget?"

Song Wanzhou patted Song Mu's disappointed little head, and said softly, "Uncle must be busy, he will come to you when he's busy, Mu Mu don't worry."

Through the wall, one could vaguely hear Song Kuanyu's quarrel and the crying of their sister-in-law, obviously not having a pleasant conversation.Song Mu was innocent, immersed in the joy of having a father, and didn't notice the movement from downstairs.Song Wanzhou asked her to play games obediently in the room, and then go down after dinner, and then called Song Jing out of her bedroom.

"Xiao Jing, pack your luggage, we have to go back after dinner tonight."

Song Wanzhou felt a little uncomfortable after getting wet, and wanted to change another one. Song Jing followed behind him and asked softly, "Brother, do you think sister-in-law will be with that man again?"

Song Wanzhou thought for a while, then replied flatly, "No."

Song Jing paused for a while, staring straight at Song Wanzhou's thin back: "Why? Brother thinks it's because sister-in-law is older than that man?"

Song Raoshuang is a full six years older than Yu Duo, and it was precisely the age difference that made Song Raoshuang propose breaking up first.

Song Wanzhou shook his head: "It's not because of age, but because my aunt lacks a sense of security. You were young when Mu Mu was born, and my aunt suffered from postpartum depression back then. She cried whenever she saw Mu Mu. No one can persuade her."

"What about brother? Will brother feel insecure because of his age?" Song Jing asked.

Song Wanzhou didn't understand why Song Jing asked such a question. He had never thought about this question before. After thinking about it, he nodded, "Probably."

Song Jing came closer, stood in front of Song Wanzhou, lowered his head, and whispered softly: "Then brother, do you feel safe with me?" His voice was a little urgent.

Song Wanzhou smiled faintly, and rubbed Song Jing's hair: "Of course Xiaojing is different, Xiaojing is a relative, and it is natural to feel safe with you. Besides, shouldn't I, as an older brother, give it to you?" Do you feel safe?"

Song Jing lowered his head and said nothing, turned around and entered his room.

Song Wanzhou has something on his mind and still hasn't changed his habit of touching the desk lamp. His fingertips are calloused, and he can't feel a little bit of burning. He can't help but put it on longer until the pain diverts his attention.When Guan Zhiwen went upstairs to call them for dinner, Song Wanzhou just withdrew his hand, answered, and went out to knock on Song Jing's door.

'Hang Hang Hang'

The door was unlocked, Song Wanzhou stood at the door, vaguely heard Song Jing's voice on the phone, and said in an impatient tone, "Come here right away."

When he walked out of the room and saw Song Wanzhou, Song Jing instantly put away the hostility between his brows: "Brother, I have something to do at school, after dinner you go back there by yourself, I may not have time to pick you up."

When Song Wanzhou asked him what was the matter, Song Jing also said something trivial, and casually brushed it off.

Everyone at the dinner table behaved as usual, Song Kuanyu and Guan Zhiwen were still concerned about Song Wanzhou's study and asked him if he was tired.

Song Raoshuang didn't come down after going up. Song Wanzhou wanted to go up and call her, but her face was not good. Tan Jing, who had been silent all this time, sighed and put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Yangyang is eating, grandma is going to see your sister-in-law, don't worry about it."

In the evening, he had to go back to school for evening self-study. Song Wanzhou packed some clothes for Song Jing after dinner and was about to go back to school.Guan Zhiwen was afraid that the two of them would not know how to take care of themselves in their own lives, so he packed them all kinds of side dishes, sausages, snacks, and books in big and small bags, which was not enough, so he kept asking him if there was anything else he wanted to eat.

Song Kuanyu quickly stopped, carried two bags for Song Wanzhou, and said he would drive him off.

It was too late to pack up, so he put his things away and went back to school in Song Kuanyu's car.

Song Jing didn't send a message to pick him up, Song Wanzhou pursed his lips, it was too late, so he reluctantly took a taxi.

When I went back, I found that Song Jing hadn't come back. I sighed, packed up the empty room, did the cleaning again, and put the rice, vegetables, and seasonings I brought from home in the kitchen, thinking that Song Jing didn't have dinner when he went out. ,Dry

Crispy washed the pot and started to cook porridge, which can be eaten tomorrow morning.

After taking a shower, I wanted to put a bed sheet for Song Jing, but after searching for a long time, I found that he didn't bring it at all.

The temperature dropped again, and the rain was not as strong as in the afternoon, but it was sparse but never stopped.

It's not possible to let Song Jing sleep on the sofa again, Song Wanzhou took the doll from Song Jing's room to his room and used it as a pillow for him.

There was a sound of opening the door, it was Song Jing who had returned.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"No."

Seeing his complexion, Song Wanzhou didn't ask him what he was doing so late, but just served him a bowl of porridge from the pot, along with the pickles brought from home, and asked him to eat as he pleased.

Song Jing stirred the rice in the bowl restlessly, glanced at Song Wanzhou who was distracted several times, coughed lightly, and called, "Brother."

Song Wanzhou had been thinking about Song Raoshuang's matter in his heart, and when he heard Song Jing's shout, he suddenly woke up: "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

Song Jing put down his chopsticks and raised his head to stare at him: "What would you do if someone confessed to you?"

"Someone confessed to Xiaojing?" Song Wanzhou asked in surprise, his pupils shrinking.

Song Jing nodded slightly, but there was a hint of impatience in his eyes: "En."

"Then do you like other girls? Did you explain it well last time?"

Song Jing made a fist with his hand on his thigh, and changed his words when he reached his mouth: "Then if it's not a girl, but a boy?"

Song Wanzhou was stunned, unable to speak for a long time, the disgust of Liu Qianming at the same table and the sadness in Bai Yiyu's eyes went through his mind, and he asked in disbelief: "Boy?"

"Well, the boy confessed to me."

"Does Xiaojing like him?"

"do not like."

Hearing 'I don't like it', Song Wanzhou was inexplicably relieved: "Because he's a boy, or?"

Song Jing pursed his lips lightly, and put his fingers into his palms: "I don't like him, it has nothing to do with gender. I like boys too, but I don't like him."