paranoia

Jiang Xinzhi said that Song Jing liked Song Wanzhou, he said it firmly, without any hesitation, he only asked him when did he start, and didn't even ask why Song Jing fell in love with his brother.

Everyone else only knew that Song Wanzhou was Song Jing's elder brother, but they didn't know that the two were not biological. Only a very few people knew about it.In order for Song Wanzhou to have a more peaceful environment for growing up, Guan Zhiwen and Song Kuanyu specifically explained what they could not casually tell anyone.

Those who don't know will only occasionally mention a few things, why are Song Wanzhou and Song Jing's looks and personalities so different, Guan Zhiwen and the others just smiled and explained that Song Wanzhou is like a mother, and Song Jing is more like a father.

Song Jing frowned tightly, glanced at Song Wanzhou who was walking behind from the corner of his eye, met his questioning eyes, then looked away as if nothing had happened, looked ahead, showing displeasure, and said in a deep voice: "What do you know? "

Jiang Xinzhi snorted nonchalantly, sparks sparkled in his eyes, his lips were drawn into a straight line, and he looked at Song Jing's pretendingly calm side face, "Brother Jing, do you really think everyone is fat? "

"I know you like Song Wanzhou, and I know more about the relationship between Song Wanzhou and your family."

Song Wanzhou was not a biological child of the Song family, and Song Jing never told him alone. It was Jiang Xinzhi who noticed the abnormality and then investigated and found out.

Recently, Song Jing is always absent-minded when he is with them. He looks at his mobile phone more than before. He half-jokingly teases him if he is in a relationship. Song Jing is also silent, saying that he is the one who needs to strengthen his practice, and he will go first. It was still him, without even a word of explanation.

Last Sunday, Jiang Xinzhi saw Song Jing in the square. At that time, he was just standing by the side of the road playing with his mobile phone. He wanted to go up to say hello, but he saw Song Wanzhou coming back from a distance with water, still wearing Song Jing's shirt. clothing.

The moment Song Wanzhou walked over, Song Jing changed his expression.Jiang Xinzhi knew Song Jing from the first day of junior high school, and he had never seen such a pleasant smile on his face, and even his voice was gentle.

Jiang Xinzhi followed them to 'Hutaoli', and when he saw the two of them on stage, he realized that Song Jing asked him to compose the music and wrote the lyrics himself, but it was just to make a wedding dress for Song Wanzhou.

When forming the band last year, he said that the band didn't need a keyboard player, but it was because no one could match Song Wanzhou's status in his heart.

Even at the party, Song Wanzhou let go of his usual attitude, from the morning to the beginning of the party, he went next to the classroom to please, to save face, just to let them say that sentence in the audience, "Song Wanzhou, happy birthday." 'I don't know how many favors I owe to go out.

Jiang Xinzhi didn't believe that he could do this just to give his brother a birthday present.

He knew that Song Jing didn't like him, and he also knew that Song Jingming secretly rejected everyone's confession. He thought that Song Jing was indifferent, unkind, and didn't want to fall in love.

Jiang Xinzhi felt pathetic. Song Jing didn't like boys, but he wasn't the one he liked.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that apart from dependence, there is more naked love hidden in Song Jing's eyes.

"Do I need to tell you about my brother?" Song Jingchui said unhappily with his hands by his side stiff.

"Really?" Jiang Xinzhi sneered, stretched out his hand to hook Song Jing's neck, and put it close to his ear, whispering like a devil, "Brother Jing, do you think if you tell Song Wanzhou now, he will hate you?"

"You know my secret, and I know yours too." Seeing Song Jing finally showed a trace of panic on his face, Jiang Xinzhi became even more irritable in his heart, "Brother Jing, not everyone likes boys, let alone the benefactor's." Son, do you dare to replace me?"

Song Wanzhou walked behind, watching the two people's intimacy, feeling so indescribable in his heart that he couldn't even listen to He Chuan's words.

He Chuan asked Song Wanzhou several times what he would like to have for supper, but he didn't get an answer. He tilted his head and saw that Song Wanzhou's eyes were dull, obviously distracted. He shook his shoulders and shouted suspiciously: "Wanzhou Brother, Brother Wanzhou, Song Wanzhou!"

"Huh?" Song Wanzhou looked away in a panic, completely recovered, moved the corners of his mouth calmly, and smiled, "What's wrong?"

"Chuanzi asked you what you want to eat, and he wants you to kill Brother Jing severely." Jia Zhengfei said flatly.

"Da Fei, don't wrong a good man." He Chuan slapped Jia Zhengfei's back with his bear paw, almost causing him to vomit blood and die.

Song Wanzhou smiled and said, "I can do it, it depends on what you like."

When it comes to food, He Chuan really can't pick out anything he doesn't like. He struggled in his mind for a long time whether to eat barbecue or hamburgers, and was shivered by the cold wind in the middle of the night.

"It's still early, let's go eat hot pot."

Song Wanzhou and Jia Zhengfei naturally had no objection. He Chuan happily let go of the hand on Jia Zhengfei's shoulder, walked forward with his hips twisted, and asked Song Jing and the others for their opinion.

Before he got close, he saw Song Jing's expression was not very good, and he froze in place in fright, stopping the two people behind him, "Brother Jing and Cicada seem to have quarreled."

Song Wanzhou pursed her lips, couldn't hold back, and called out worriedly: "Xiaojing."

Song Jing turned back with a smile: "What's the matter, brother, are you hungry?"

Seeing his calm expression, Song Wanzhou paused for a moment, and said lightly: "Chuanzi wants to eat hot pot, Xiaojing, do you want it?"

After getting an affirmative reply, He Chuan invited everyone to go to the time-honored shop he recommended, Xiaolongkan.

Song Jing and Jiang Xinzhi hadn't finished talking, and they stood at the door of the store and didn't follow them in. He Chuan was not surprised. He had the right to order food from the restaurant he recommended.

Song Wanzhou was sitting in the corner, with his head down, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his fingertips rubbed back and forth along the edge of the tea cup, his breathing was light and long, obviously worried.He Chuan asked him if he wanted spicy food, but he just nodded slightly, unable to hear what he specifically asked.

He was wondering what Song Jing would say to Jiang Xinzhi, and whether the person his younger brother said he liked was Jiang Xinzhi.

The slightly intimate look of the two made him feel a little dazzling.

Jia Zhengfei was still the same, he couldn't take his eyes off the phone screen at all, he didn't play the game, but he watched the live broadcast of the game game, he didn't plug in the earphones, and everyone was not an outsider, so it didn't matter even if it was played outside.

After He Chuan ordered the dishes, he thought the phone was not loud enough, so he snatched Jia Zhengfei's phone, turned up the volume, and put it in the middle to watch it together.

"Da Fei, EGW is so strong!" He Chuan said excitedly.

Jia Zhengfei nodded, and when it came to the game, he obviously talked a lot: "Their newly signed Heart played terribly, and Soul might really want him to take over the captain's position. Watching him practice, next month is the autumn season, it should be to let him play at home, and let our fans see how he performs."

"Are you saying that Heart is Bai Yiyu?" Song Wanzhou asked in a low voice.

He vaguely remembered that Bai Yiyu said that his game id seemed to be Heart.

Real names are generally not mentioned in the e-sports circle, and few people know the real names of players. Jia Zhengfei raised his head in surprise, "Do you know each other?"

After all the words have been said, it is impossible not to deny it, so Song Wanzhou could only nod, "Ah Yu is my friend."

Now it's Jia Zhengfei's turn to sit still. For the first time, his expressionless face showed joy. He pushed away He Chuan who was blocking the outside, and warmly greeted Song Wanzhou, "Brother Wanzhou, you went to see them at the scene." Competition? Have you visited EGW's base? Are they still accepting youth trainees this year?"

Jia Zhengfei's grades are not good, and he is full of attention on the game. He usually sneaks off to the Internet cafe after training with them. His ideal goal is to join EGW, become a teammate of God of War Soul, and he can also be a substitute, and win the world championship again with them personally. .

"Does Da Fei want to go too?" Song Wanzhou smiled gently, "I can help you ask them about the selection time."

"Actually, I don't know much about games. I only watched Ah Yu's game once, and even the rules of the game were taught to me by Xiao Jing before the game." Speaking of youth trainees, he naturally added, "Ah Yu also grew up in youth. It was started by trainees."

When Song Jing came in, he saw Song Wanzhou smiling and chatting with the envious two people, curled his lips, frowned slightly, and saw that the bottom of the pot on the table was red soup, frowned even more tightly, and kicked He Chuan, who was in charge of ordering, called the waiter impatiently to change the mandarin duck pot.

"Brother, you can't eat spicy food, why didn't you tell Fatty?" Song Jing said in a low voice.

Song Wanzhou, who was pestered by He Chuan and Jia Zhengfei to ask questions, did not notice that Song Jing was already sitting beside him.Hearing Song Jing's words, he came to his senses and smiled lightly, "You invited them, I don't care."

He Chuan Shi Shiran, who was still alive and kicking just now, shut up, An Jing and Jia Zhengfei huddled together to continue watching the game.

Jiang Xinzhi smelled of smoke and waited until the pot boiled before being called in by He Chuan, who was so hungry, and sat down opposite Song Wanzhou.

When eating, Song Wanzhou always felt that Jiang Xinzhi seemed to be sizing him up, and just as he raised his head, the other party looked away as if nothing had happened.

Song Jing and the others were the same age, and Song Wanzhou couldn't get into their conversation, and only occasionally asked him a little nod as a reply.

The overall atmosphere is not bad, mainly relying on He Chuan's mobilization, few people are not talkative people, usually Jiang Xinzhi hates him, tonight Jiang Xinzhi is more silent than Jia Zhengfei.

After dinner, Song Wanzhou and the others had to rush back to the old house. He Chuan and the others wanted Song Wanzhou's contact information, but Song Jing directly refused.

"My brother is very busy studying, don't disturb him. Just ask me, and I will convey it for you."

Song Wanzhou tugged on Song Jing's clothes, and silently condemned his impolite behavior. Under Song Jing's unhappy eyes, he still gave He Chuan and Jia Zhengfei his personal contact information, and promised that Jia Zhengfei would consult the youth trainees. .

Before leaving, Jiang Xinzhi and Jiang Xinzhi met eyes, the other kicked a stone on the ground, and turned his head impatiently.

Song Wanzhou hesitated and didn't know how to speak, and waited for the two of them to get into the taxi home before asking in a low voice, "Xiao Jing, does your friend hate me?"