paranoia

After Song Wanzhou's depressed mood calmed down a little bit, Song Jing gently released Song Wanzhou's clenched hand, and took out the sweat-stained key.

"Brother, do you think the key will rust if you hold it for a long time?" Song Jing asked naively.

Song Wanzhou blinked his tearful eyes, straightened his expression, and replied affirmatively, "Yes."

"The keys in our house are made of iron, and it is easy to rust when it is stained with sweat. Sweat will corrode the metal."

Song Jing studied liberal arts, while Song Wanzhou studied science, and the university also majored in engineering. He staidly thought that Song Jing asked him because he didn't understand, so he seriously gave him some basic knowledge of popular science and life, and taught him how to remove rust.

"You can dip a brush in some toothpaste and brush it to remove rust."

Hearing Song Wanzhou subconsciously say 'we', Song Jing felt so happy, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, he held Song Wanzhou's hand tightly, turned his head and joked: "So this family also has my name Ah, then should I help my brother bear half of the rent?"

Song Wanzhou's face became hot, and he directly lowered his head, sniffed, and stopped answering, letting Song Jing lead him inside.

Before turning on the light, he quickly squatted down, and by changing his shoes, he straightened his messy hair, and wiped off the excess oil on his face with a slightly cleaner sleeve.

Even if he is busy outside and doesn't care about his image at all, he doesn't want Song Jing to see his sloppy side when he returns home.

After all, he is Song Jing's brother.

But he didn't want to, Song Jing saw all his actions.

After feeling that Song Wanzhou had stood up, Song Jing turned on the light in the living room, and said nonchalantly, "Brother, are you taking a bath? I'll get you some bath water. You must be tired today. You can sleep after taking a bath." Go to the bedroom with the suitcase.

Song Wanzhou, who had cried a lot, had a longer reflex arc, and stood in a daze at the door of the bathroom, his eyes following Song Jing, watching him busy himself, adjusting water, turning on water, finding a change of pajamas and panties.

"Brother, don't let the water out of the bath, do you hear me?"

Song Wanzhou didn't hear clearly, so he nodded dully.

"I want to take a bath with your bathwater."

Song Wanzhou nodded slightly.

"Can I kiss you now?"

No matter what Song Jing said, Song Wanzhou just nodded subconsciously, speaking slowly, and even moving slowly.

The cute appearance filled the entire atrium. Song Jing couldn't wait for Song Wanzhou to nod, and kissed him impatiently. He was not rejected, and became more courageous. He knocked open Song Wanzhou's white teeth, and the tip of his tongue stuck in his mouth. looting.

Noticing that Song Wanzhou's face was blushing, Song Jing let go of his panting brother contentedly, and said with a smile, "My brother also reacted." Then he closed the bathroom door for him and went out.

Song Wanzhou raised his hand and gently stroked the place where Song Jing had kissed. Apart from the scalding temperature, there was only a heartbeat that resounded throughout the bathroom.

Through the rising water mist, Song Wanzhou carefully looked at the body with traces in the mirror.

He hates his body so much.

Thin and ugly.

Not a single inch of his skin was considered clean, and his entire body was covered in scars of varying depths.

He didn't understand why Song Jing liked him.

Apart from living seriously, it seems that there is no shining point worthy of being liked in him.

Maybe he knew the answer, but he still couldn't convince himself, like a fool who deceived himself, and finally he couldn't even fool himself.

Song Jingfang's water was a little hot, and he retracted subconsciously after touching his toes. He tried it back and forth twice before he gradually got used to the water temperature.

Song Wanzhou took a breath, relaxed his body, and sank completely to the bottom of the tank.

The feeling of being wrapped in hot water made the pores all over his body open, like a feather, he lost weight and his thoughts.

'Hang Hang Hang'

Hearing the knock on the door, Song Wanzhou opened his eyes suddenly, and the hot water entered his eye sockets in an instant. The severe pain brought him back to his senses, and he hurriedly sat up.

"What's wrong?" Song Wanzhou asked.

Song Jing's voice came from outside the door, "Remind brother not to play in the water all the time, it's time to sleep."

"it is good..."

When Song Wanzhou came out of the shower, Song Jing was squatting on the ground to pack his suitcase, and the empty wardrobe was gradually filled with the clothes he brought back.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have known that Song Jing's clothes were twice as many as his. Song Wanzhou asked curiously, "Why did you bring so many clothes back this time?"

"Didn't my brother miss me?" Song Jing stuffed his underwear with Song Wanzhou's, "It's done ahead of time."

"So fast?"

Song Wanzhou doesn't watch TV very much, and he doesn't know how long it takes to film a drama.

After hanging up the last pile of clothes, Song Jing lay paralyzed on the bed and said intentionally: "Could it be that my brother wants to learn from Heizi and diss me for being disrespectful?"

The labels of playing big names and being unprofessional have followed Song Jing since his debut.

He doesn't want to socialize with other people in the circle, and he is playing big cards and looking down on people if he falls into the eyes of those who want to.He likes to finish filming his scenes day and night, and then wrap them up before everyone else. It is reported by the media that he is not professional and does not cooperate with the schedule of the crew.

Song Jing didn't care about the gossip and gossip on the Internet at all, and let them hype up and smear him. Anyway, he was tired of being a star and wanted to do other things long ago.

For example, earnestly pursue Song Wanzhou.

"That's not what I meant..." Song Wanzhou panicked and explained eagerly.

Song Jing turned his face to the side and said in a low voice: "Then what does brother mean? Does even brother despise me now?"

"I didn't...I didn't dislike you, how could my brother dislike Xiaojing..." Song Wanzhou said.

Song Jing felt itchy in his heart, and asked sullenly: "But my brother has never seen my play."

"Look... I've seen all of them." Song Wanzhou lowered his head.

Even though Song Wanzhou doesn't like watching TV, when Song Jing is not around, he will specially tutor all the dramas starring Song Jing, and even add a lot of video members.

When he watches TV, he pursues logical correctness. Song Wanzhou feels uncomfortable when he sees unreasonable plots. Watch another Sung Kyung.

Falling asleep with Song Jing's voice, Song Wanzhou can sleep soundly and avoid nightmares.

"Oh?" Song Jing became interested and sat up, with a curious light in his eyes, "You read everything?"

Now that he has admitted it, it is inconvenient to deny it again, Song Wanzhou slightly nodded embarrassedly, "I dragged my eyes, I didn't take it seriously."

"Specially looking at me?" Song Jing asked excitedly.

Song Wanzhou, who was being asked, was even more embarrassed, "I... also looked at other people."

"I want to hear it." Song Wanzhou's shy expression completely made Song Jing's blood boil, "What did brother watch?"

Song Jing is more serious, holding Song Wanzhou's hand and acting like a baby, insisting on listening to every episode he tells.If he refused, Song Jing would be like a sticky snow leopard, using his face as a tail, pressing down on Song Wanzhou, and sweeping back and forth on him.

Song Wanzhou couldn't say it out loud, he couldn't tell Song Jing that he blocked the heroine the whole time, and even put himself in the role in his dream.

Facing Song Jing's eager eyes, Song Wanzhou sighed and made a compromise, "When the sky is over, I will make a file for you, okay?"

After getting a bigger advantage, the smile on the corner of Song Jing's mouth became even wider, "Okay, if words don't count, brother will be punished."

There are three chapters in the agreement between the two. Song Wanzhou must not count his words, and Song Jing must not force them. If they break the law, they must willingly accept the punishment given by the other party.

"By the way, I have a gift for my brother." Song Jing mysteriously took out a gift box from the suitcase, "Brother, what do you think this is?"

The gift box is only the size of a palm, and is beautifully packaged, a bit like a jewelry box.

Song Wanzhou's heart skipped a beat, a little at a loss, pretending to be calm and said: "Could it be the watch I bought?" In fact, he wanted to ask more about the ring.

If it was a ring later, Song Wanzhou wasn't sure he would be able to remain calm.

Too soon for him.

His first reaction must be to refuse, he doesn't want to disappoint and sad Song Jing.

Song Jing had expected Song Wanzhou's reaction long ago, shook his head, and said directly: "It's not a watch, it's a camera, and it's portable."

Song Wanzhou showed displeasure, stopped opening the gift box, pursed his lips, "Didn't you agree?"

Song Jing explained: "Don't blame me, it's the agent, he bought it."

The inexplicably responsible manager sneezed.

Song Wanzhou felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't talk about Song Jing, so he simply shut up.

Seeing that Song Wanzhou ignored him, Song Jing hugged Song Wanzhou from behind, smiled, and said softly, "Brother is angry?"

"No." Song Wanzhou muttered.

Song Wanzhou's inconsistency amused Song Jing, tilting his head and jokingly said, "Listen to the smell of gunpowder in these words, why don't you say no?"

It would be a lie to say that he is not angry, Song Wanzhou can only hold back as much as he can now.

"Brother, don't be angry~ I don't pretend to be at home." Song Jing took Song Wanzhou's cell phone over, "Here, I downloaded an app for you."

Regarding the extra software on the desktop, Song Wanzhou frowned, "What kind of software is this?"

"It's compatible with the camera." Song Jing said proudly, "Didn't my brother say that he misses me? I glued the camera to my phone. When you miss me, open the app so that my brother can watch as much as he wants, so you don't have to. Watching TV to satisfy my hunger."

Being poked in his heart, Song Wanzhou was extremely embarrassed, and explained feebly: "I didn't..."

"Yeah, no, it's me, I always miss my brother, so I want my brother to see me all the time." Song Jing rubbed Song Wanzhou's back of the neck, "Is this okay?"

Sensing the strangeness behind him, Song Wanzhou froze and did not dare to move.

Song Jing closed his eyes comfortably, "Don't worry, brother~ I just want to hug you."

"Are you going tomorrow?" he asked.

Song Wanzhou nodded lightly, "Well, don't worry, I still want to take a look."

"Then I'll go with you, okay?" Song Jing kissed Song Wanzhou's damp hair, and the little guy who had just calmed down seemed to raise his head again.

Song Wanzhou's rationality tells him that he should refuse, because He Yu's parents cannot accept homosexuality, and he doesn't want them to think too much, but at this moment he doesn't want to refuse.

"Then get up early," he said.

Song Jing followed his words and said, "Then let me sleep with you tonight, otherwise I won't be able to get up."

The feeling behind him became more and more intense, and Song Wanzhou's face became more and more red.

He patted back, "Take care of it."

Song Jing grabbed Song Wanzhou's hand that was about to be withdrawn, and he brought it to his lips and kissed it, "Then brother, help me take care of it? I can't control it anymore."

Song Wanzhou's whole body was about to burn, and his voice trembled, "What should I do?"

Song Jing wrapped his arms around Song Wanzhou's waist, put his hands forward, and said in a hoarse voice, "Didn't brother solve it by himself when I was not around?"

"Xiao Jing..."

Song Jing licked his lips, "Then let me help my brother solve it?"

Song Wanzhou lowered his eyes and replied softly, "Okay."