paranoia

When Han Junjing and Song Wanzhou met again, he didn't like Song Jing who was sticking to Song Wanzhou's side.

Not only because of Song Jing's domineering attitude and obvious hostility, but also because of his eyes on Song Wanzhou, which made others terrified.

Given the age difference and identities between the two, even if Han Junjing had doubts in his heart, he would not think about it in depth.If Song Wanzhou hadn't come to bid farewell to Bai Yiyu with his suitcase after the college entrance examination, he would never have thought that the two would still be together for a while.

At first, like Bai Yiyu, he attributed Song Wanzhou's fault for leaving home to Song Jing. Even if Song Wanzhou didn't say anything, he could guess that the relationship between the two was also imposed by Song Jing on Song Wanzhou.

After all, paper can't contain the fire, no matter how well the two hide, no matter how natural Song Wanzhou behaves, they will still be discovered.

Both he and Bai Yiyu were criticized and stared at when they were together, not to mention that Song Wanzhou and Song Jing were still two brothers in name.

Han Junjing couldn't imagine the pain in Song Wanzhou's heart in the face of everyone's pointing and pointing alone.

He expected that Song Jing would come after Song Wanzhou left, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.As soon as he sent Song Wanzhou out to relax, Song Jing came directly to Zhejiang University to find him and asked where Song Wanzhou was going.

It must have hit a wall with Bai Yiyu, Han Junjing naturally pretended to be confused, no matter what Song Jing asked, the answer he gave was "I don't know".

So far, Han Junjing still clearly remembers Song Jing's expression gradually getting out of control, from loss to despair, three words are enough.

He thought, that should be the first time Song Jing cried in front of outsiders.Song Jing, who has removed the mature disguise, is still just a half-grown child who has not grown up.

He who was left behind by Song Wanzhou, no matter how angry and mad he was, after venting his emotions, there was only sadness and longing lingering in his scarred heart.

Han Junjing sympathized with Song Jing, but he was not soft-hearted.Compared with the ordinary life Song Wanzhou wanted, Song Jing's tears were worthless to him.

He used to provoke the bully Song Wanzhou only when Song Jing became interested in the same sex due to the ignorance and impulsiveness of adolescence.But he didn't expect that after so many years, Song Jing still couldn't let go of his interest, and kept looking for Song Wanzhou's whereabouts, and what he didn't expect was that he actually found him.

Han Junjing also couldn't figure out whether it was family affection or love that bonded the two of them, or they had already fused the two together, and he couldn't tell the difference.

But no matter what, the harm Song Wanzhou suffered will not be erased, and Han Junjing will only stand by Song Wanzhou's side.

It is unclear whether the two are together again, Han Junjing thought for a while, and decided to take a reassurance.

"Song Jing," Han Junjing called to the two chatting outside, "Come here and help me."

Bai Yiyu was not happy to stay with Song Jing, stepped on Han Junjing's foot, walked out of the kitchen angrily, and dragged Song Wanzhou to the bedroom for questioning.

Both of them knew each other's temperament well. Song Jing didn't think that Han Junjing would ask him to serve the dishes, so he said straight to the point, "What do you want to ask?"

Since there was no need to pretend to be polite, Han Junjing simply said, "Are you and Yangyang together again?"

Noticing Han Junjing's serious expression, Song Jing pulled his face down impatiently and said hostilely, "What does it have to do with you?"

Han Junjing heaved a sigh of relief and nodded, "It seems not yet."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Song Jing's tone couldn't help but aggravate.

Even if Han Junjing and Bai Yiyu have developed a cohabitation relationship, Song Jing's pimples are still there. When Han Junjing calls Song Wanzhou's baby name affectionately, he is extremely upset and regrets that he was not born a few years earlier.

"Just to remind you." Han Junjing's expression relaxed a lot, and he naturally handed the plate in his hand to Song Jing, "Yangyang is not as strong as you think, and can't stand being hurt again and again. Song Jing, if you I really like him and want to be with him. First of all, I hope you can respect him. Yangyang is an independent individual, not yours.

Attachments, let alone be under your control for granted.He was sensible too early, apart from love, what he lacks the most is a sense of security. I hope that one day, you can make him stop hiding from your parents. "

Song Jing was rarely angry. He lowered his head and remained silent for a while, then nodded imperceptibly, "Yeah."

Han Junjing said as much as he wanted, he didn't want to get involved in the private affairs of the two of them too much, the rest was up to Song Wanzhou's wishes.

After everything was tidied up, Han Junjing knocked on the locked bedroom door and called softly, "Bai Yiyu, come out to eat."

Bai Yiyu, who was pointed out, snorted dissatisfiedly, shrugged his head, and lay motionless on the stool. He would never stop until Song Wanzhou gave a clear answer.

"Let's go, let's go out." Song Wanzhou pulled Bai Yiyu up, "It's time to eat."

"I'm not going!" Bai Yiyu hugged the stool tightly, his brows furrowed into a ball of anger, "Wan Zhou, what on earth are you thinking? Don't lie to me! You know you can't offend Song Jing, but why do you still let him hurt you again?" You, do you think the scar from last time wasn't painful enough, so you want another stab?"

Song Wanzhou's old saying is new, "I don't blame Xiaojing for what happened back then. He was still in Beijing at the time, so he didn't know what happened, how could he hurt me."

"Obviously I reminded you before that Song Jing is not the docile little milk dog you imagined, but a wolf with a weird mind. You just don't listen." The more Bai Yiyu thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt for Song Wanzhou's dedication. It's not worth it, "I really don't know what's so good about Song Jing, I just know how to bully you, and you still treat him like a treasure."

"Some things are hard to explain," Song Wanzhou lowered his eyes and sighed silently, "And Xiao Jing is not what you think, he is not bad at heart, but the way of expression is wrong. He has always been good to me, Maybe it’s a little too extreme at times.”

Bai Yiyu stood up, and said weakly, "Wanzhou, Wanzhou, sometimes I really want to know what kind of drug Song Jing gave you." He reluctantly followed Song Wanzhou out, unable to bear Zhu muttered in a low voice, "Wanzhou, so you really want to be with Song Jing? As a lover, you have been kicked out once and you haven't learned your lesson yet."

"I didn't get kicked out, I left by myself." Song Wanzhou corrected Bai Yiyu's words, "Besides, I don't know what the two of us are."

After chatting for a long while, Song Wanzhou didn't say anything about how he felt about Song Jing.

Bai Yiyu's unhappiness continued from the bedroom to the dining table. He talked to himself and drank the wine as plain water. After a while, he was so drunk that he started talking nonsense, singing nursery rhymes with Song Wanzhou in his arms, making the other two noisy. The man's complexion is not very good.

"Wanzhou, you are really a fool! Big fool!"

"What's so good about Xiaojing?!"

"You just don't understand anything!"

Song Jing looked dissatisfied at Bai Yiyu's hand on Song Wanzhou's body, couldn't hold back, and sat down directly, took off the drunk Bai Yiyu and threw it back into Han Junjing's arms, saying without doubt: "Han Junjing, take care of your people. "

If it weren't for Han Junjing's sharp eyesight and quick hands to catch the person in time, Bai Yiyu's head would hit the ground, and he would complain a lot when he woke up.

It was supposed to be a relaxing birthday dinner, but the four people at the table had their own thoughts and were not interested in eating.

Song Jing put down his chopsticks, stood up and walked out, "Brother, it's almost seven o'clock, I'm leaving first." Song Jing's flight was at [-]:[-], and Bai Yiyu's home was still half an hour's drive away from the airport. It can be regarded as stepping on the point and leaving.

After Song Jing changed his shoes, Song Wanzhou couldn't let go, so he pursed his lips, "I'll see him off." Then he chased him out.

"I called a car, so there's no need to take it." Song Jing turned around and said indifferently.

But Song Wanzhou still followed behind Song Jing, with a faint smile, "It's okay, let's give it away, I'm used to it."

Song Jing didn't say anything, but slowed down a little so that Song Wanzhou could keep up with him and walk side by side.

"Next time I might come back later," he said.

"Well," since Song Jing didn't give a reason, Song Wanzhou didn't take the initiative to ask. He only thought that he had a heavy workload, so he nodded understandingly, "Take care of yourself."

In order to cope with the intensive schedule ahead, Song Jing didn't miss any chance to catch up on sleep. The two of them didn't talk much until they got off the car.

Everything was fine until 1 minute before the ticket check.

"Brother, can I ask Bai Yiyu a question?" Song Jing turned his back to Song Wanzhou, licked his lips, the panic and anticipation in his eyes were undisguised, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to answer now, when you have the answer , tell me again."

"Xiaojing" Song Wanzhou's heart tightened, he could sense the words that were about to come out of Song Jing's mouth, but he subconsciously wanted to avoid it, "The ticket check is coming in."

"Maybe you ever liked me?" Song Jing asked bluntly without giving Song Wanzhou any chance to evade, "As love, treat me as a man's like."

The quiet air flowed between the two, and no one spoke again.

At this moment, silence is better than sound, without waiting for any response from Song Wanzhou, Song Jing took the ticket and entered the station, leaving Song Wanzhou to sit on the lounge chair for a long time before leaving.

Song Wanzhou stopped a taxi by the side of the road and walked back. He passed by the supermarket to buy some daily necessities. After all, he was going home after get off work and needed some breath of life.

Song Jing's question was played repeatedly in his mind, Song Wanzhou pushed the shopping cart and began to lose his mind again, lost his mind, and put things in it as he felt.

A familiar voice pulled him out of the chaos, "Professor Guan, has that boy Song Jing not called home for almost a month?"

Recognizing whose voice it was, Song Wanzhou's back stiffened, and he tightened his grip on the shopping cart. Before the other party found out, he quickly turned a corner and hid himself in the shadows.

Although he was hiding, he couldn't help but want to eavesdrop on the chat between the two.

Since the summer vacation, Song Wanzhou has not heard from the Song couple again. He planned to wait at the coffee shop this Friday, but he did not expect to run into him in the supermarket earlier.

Song Wanzhou has not yet recovered from the pain of the past, so he can only approach the Song couple cautiously.

When the sound was far away, he immediately chased after the weak sound.

Pretending that everything was normal, the trembling fingers alone revealed all the excitement and tension in his heart.

He couldn't help thinking, if he had followed Cen Youfan's wishes and pushed Song Jing far away, making Song Jing hate and even hate himself, would things not have gotten out of control, and the Song family would not have been pushed away because of him? to the center of public opinion.

In the end, he sighed. In reality, there is no if. If everything can be done again, it would be better to run away again on the day of adoption by the Song couple and become completely unrelated.

Not wanting to be recognized by passers-by, Song Jing, who had just got off the plane, covered himself tightly, followed the crowd, and walked outside the airport, "Little uncle, it's me. I'm coming to Beijing, and I want to ask you something."

Yu Duo asked in disbelief: "What is it worth asking me for?"

"Help me investigate one person." Song Jing said.

Yu Duo asked: "Who? Or the one from last time?"

"Well, Cen Youfan," Song Jing raised the tails of his eyes, pulled the muscles of his face slightly, with a half-smile, "Jiang Xinzhi's cousin."

This is not the first time I heard this name from Song Jing. Yu Duo frowned slightly and asked, "How did you get involved with someone?"

"It doesn't matter," Song Jing snorted disdainfully, "It's just giving her a 'treat me in the same way'."