[BL MTL] The fake bully always only wants salted fish [Puishu]

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Chapter 61

Chapter 61

When Jiang Yu went back with the hangover medicine, Song Luo was leaning on the sofa, looking like he couldn't sleep, and frowning, looking very uncomfortable.

Really drunk.

But it's okay, at least it's not messing around.

Jiang Yu got the medicine for him, sat next to him, held the back of his head, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, take the medicine first?"

Song Luo felt his eyelids were heavy, dizzy, and felt uncomfortable everywhere. Hearing Jiang Yu With this sound, he opened his eyelids with difficulty, leaned on Jiang Yu's shoulder, opened his mouth, and said nothing.

But he just looked like he wanted to be fed.

He had just drank water, and his lips were still moist with a strong smell of alcohol.

Jiang Yu lowered his head, his eyes darkened, his throat rolled twice, and he suddenly remembered the message You Wen had just sent him.

[Your brother is not good at that. Do you understand? It’s that. It’s about a man’s self-esteem, so you just beat around the bush] [

Oh, he told me personally that something was wrong with him. How could I, lie to you?]

His eyes slid down uncontrollably. .

The air conditioner in the room has not yet taken effect. Song Luo probably felt too hot and had several buttons of his shirt unbuttoned.

The thin collarbone came into view.

Jiang Yu paused for a few seconds, fed Song Luo the medicine, watched as his Adam's apple rolled, swallowed the medicine, and closed his eyes again.

Looks pretty good.

Jiang Yu was silent for a while: "Brother, why don't you go to bed and sleep?"

Song Luo was now in a state where he could do whatever Jiang Yu said, but his reaction was a little slower than usual.

He responded after a while, "Okay, I want to sleep on the bed."

Although there are three rooms in Jiang Yu's place, only one room has a bed. The sheets and other items are the same as at home, all dark blue.

Song Luo didn't let Jiang Yu help him this time. He stumbled into the bedroom and climbed into bed. The moment he fell down, he felt that he had found where he belonged.

After closing my eyes, I still had the same sentence in my mind: "Drunk is so fucking uncomfortable."

Counting this, this was the first time he was really drunk. He felt sober yet terribly uncomfortable. He was in a state of half-dream and half-awake. He didn't even want to open his eyelids at this moment.

Jiang Yu stood by the bed for a while. Seeing that Song Luo's breathing had stabilized and he must have fallen asleep, he squatted down and called him a few words.

"Song Luo."

"Huh?" Song Luo responded without opening his eyes, but his voice was muffled, as if he came from a dream.

Jiang Yu stared at his moist lips for a while, then whispered: "Brother You gave me the doctor's WeChat account you asked for."

Song Luo: "Huh?"

He still didn't seem to wake up.

Jiang Yu said with some distress: "Brother You said, you..." He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was unspoken. As long as Song Luo was awake, he would understand, and Jiang Yu sighed heavily.

It sounds very regretful and distressed.

After all, this is a matter of self-esteem.

Song Luo still didn't wake up.

Normally, he would have jumped up now.

Jiang Yu waited by the bed for a while, and the only thing waiting was Song Luo's steady breathing.

Asleep indeed.

After a while, he raised his hand and covered Song Luo's eyes with one hand. He moved his head forward and touched Song Luo's lips with restraint.

Cool and soft, with the aroma of wine.

At that moment, Jiang Yu even wanted to go deeper.

But no.

He tested for a while before confirming that Song Luo was really asleep.

Regardless of whether what You Wen said was true or not, he didn't really care.

Anyway, Song Luo is enough.

If Song Luo doesn't allow it in the future, then just bear with it.

But now, he just wanted to kiss him.

I've been thinking about it since that moment in the bar.

Jiang Yu didn't move much, just touched it for a while, and was afraid of waking people up, but his heartbeat was indeed very fast.

Feeling that he could no longer control himself, he let himself go.

The bathroom door was closed softly.

Everything returned to calm and fell into the sound of water again.

On the bed, Song Luo, who was supposed to be asleep, seemed to be stunned and opened his eyes.

I was terribly sleepy, but my brain was shutting down.

Song Luo grew up single and had never kissed anyone else.

But the touch on his lips reminded him of what had just happened.

That feeling seems to still be there now.

He was indeed asleep, but not that deeply. When he heard Jiang Yu talking about the doctor, his brain reaction was half a beat slower.

I wanted to retort, but then I remembered the real reason for his problem.

I just endured it forcefully.

No one can wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep anyway.

But I didn't expect it to happen like this.

Jiang Yu kissed him.

Jiang Yu covered his eyes and kissed him.

Why did Jiang Yu kiss him?

My brain is so slow that even these questions come up very slowly.

Then he remembered that he seemed to have kissed his brother before, although it was on the cheek.

That's also close, right?

Just two grown men.

The more I think about it, the clearer I become.

He even licked his lower lip without even feeling disgusted.

Anyway, it feels warm to the touch.

Thinking about it, I closed my eyes again.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he remembered Jiang Yu covering his eyes just now, and then Jiang Yu's cold and handsome eyebrows. He could even imagine Jiang Yu's expression at that time.

Hold.

This is not pure brotherhood.

The bathroom door opened again.

Song Luo closed his eyes tightly again and tried to steady his breathing.

I heard very light footsteps, and then I felt the bed next to me collapse.

Jiang Yu lay down next to him, smelling of cold water and shower gel.

Covering up the smell of alcohol on his body.

A few seconds later, Song Luo was hit hard.

Jiang Yu's arm crossed his body, and then he gently led him over.

He rolled into Jiang Yu's arms.

Song Luo: "..."

Jiang Yu's voice was just above his head, "Good night, Song Luo."

Song Luo didn't move or respond.

Still looking like he was sleeping.

He just kept thinking in his head, it's over.

This brotherhood is really not pure.

The next day, Song Luo still had a headache when he woke up.

Jiang Yuren was no longer here, so he sent him a message saying that he was going to school.

Nothing like what happened last night.

Song Luo stared at himself in the mirror.

He's not someone who drinks too much and forgets.

On the contrary, I remember that memory quite clearly.

I can even remember that when Jiang Yu kissed her, their breaths were intertwined.

Although he has never been in love in his entire life, he has never doubted his sexual orientation.

Although I am a bit blank in terms of relationships, I have watched movies and discussed with other boys which girl has fair skin and is beautiful.

As for Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu is the protagonist.

Could it be that I didn't let him fall in love and made him rebel?

Song Luo sighed heavily and touched his mouth, which felt a little warm again.

This matter is still very difficult.

The shock was over last night and he was an adult now.

It's not that there is no sense at all.

But if you don't dislike it, it doesn't necessarily mean you like it.

After all, he and Jiang Yu have been together for so long, from the time he came to this world to now.

Maybe it's dependency.

After all, they are not brothers.

And so does Jiang Yu.

You don’t necessarily have to kiss someone just once to feel like it.

He had no way of judging what Jiang Yu's feelings for him were, and he had no way of knowing whether Jiang Yu could confirm his feelings.

He didn't have a clue. Fortunately, Jiang Yuren was not here at the moment. After Song Luo washed up, he realized that the toothbrushes and other items came in sets, as did the toothbrush cups.

They are all for couples.

And the cup from yesterday.

He came full circle.

So are slippers.

It's like there's a second person living in this house.

But yesterday Jiang Yu said that the cup was specially prepared for him.

Prepare for couples.

And he originally cared about the couple model.

Now that I have looked around, I feel quite happy.

Hold.

Song Luo scratched his hair.

He is really emotionally blank and slow in this regard.

But he wasn't the kind of person who would back down when something was wrong. He just couldn't be sure about his feelings and Jiang Yu's feelings.

The only thing that's certain is that he probably doesn't like men.

After all, a man brought him a drink last night. Song Luo didn't know what he was thinking. It wasn't his first time going to a bar.

But he still couldn't accept it.

I find it quite bizarre.

But he never thought about who he would live with in this life.

Originally, I came to this world alone, so it would be nice to be alive and well. At least I am still alive in this world, unlike in the previous dream, where all traces were erased.

Before I could figure it out, my phone rang.

It was Song Mingyuan calling.

Song Luo breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief and picked up.

On the other end, Song Mingyuan asked in a stiff tone: "You didn't come to work today?"

Song Luo raised his voice and said lazily: "I drank too much last night."

Song Mingyuan: "..."

How could this man skip work so confidently?

Song Mingyuan snorted coldly: "Didn't you ask for photos of your parents last time? I found them for you, do you want them again?"

The appointment with Song Mingyuan was at the coffee shop downstairs of the company.

It was still working hours when Song Luo arrived, and there happened to be no one around.

He was still a little pale because of his hangover, which made Song Mingyuan, who had been waiting there, look at him several times and couldn't help but mock him: "Don't go to work and go out to fool around, haha."

Song Luo curled his lips . Jiao smiled.

As soon as Song Mingyuan saw him smiling, his heart began to beat rapidly.

However, Song Luo just smiled and didn't choke him.

Quite abnormal.

Song Mingyuan looked at him suspiciously for a moment and saw that he really didn't choke himself and was a little uncomfortable with it.

After taking out a few photos from the bottom of the box, Song Mingyuan said stiffly: "That's all. I didn't take any photos at that time. The only photo I took was with...your uncle." He said it quite awkwardly

.

That uncle is Song Mingguo.

Song Luo looked down.

In the photo Song Mingyuan gave him, his parents were close together.

It can be seen that it was like the kind of campus love, which was still very green and immature at that time.

But it was exactly the same as he remembered when his own parents were young.

Is there really someone in this world who can reproduce?

He remembered the dream from before.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was something that happened to the original person or something that happened to him.

Song Luo was in a daze for a while and didn't speak.

But Song Mingyuan couldn't sit still.

It was rare for him to see this expression on Song Luo's face.

How should I put it, with some nostalgia and sadness.

Song Luo used to have a dull temper and talk little. Now he always smiles when he sees everyone, like a smiling tiger, but he has never shown such emotions.

Even when Song Mingguo passed away, he never showed such emotions so obviously.

Even when he learned that his biological parents had passed away, he didn't act like this.

This is one of the reasons why Song Mingyuan hates him.

At that time, Song Luo seemed to not care about his biological parents at all.

But now he looks at those old photos and looks like he cares.

Song Mingyuan let out a heavy breath.

Chapter 62

Chapter 62

"I'm not familiar with your parents." Song Mingyuan was the first to break the silence, his tone much calmer than before.

As soon as he said this, Song Luo put down the photo and raised his head to look at Song Mingyuan, with the right smile still on his face, as if the look just now was Song Mingyuan's illusion.

Song Mingyuan felt that he was strange.

Everywhere is strange.

Song Luo responded with a smile, still stroking the old photos with his hand, and remained silent without speaking.

It made Song Mingyuan feel uncomfortable all over.

Damn, he couldn't have been caused by Song Luo. He actually felt uncomfortable even if he didn't get angry all day long.

There is nothing left to say.

Song Mingyuan is indeed not very familiar with Song Luo's parents. Needless to say, Song Luo's father, Song Luo's mother... he is even less willing to contact them.

After being looked at by Song Luo for just a few seconds, Song Mingyuan added stiffly: "I'm not lying to you, I know they are all very good people." Song Mingguo likes

Song Luo and his mother is not Song Luo's mother. wrong.

But that didn't stop him from hating Song Luo.

After Song Mingyuan finished speaking, he stood up and said, "If it doesn't matter, I'll go back..."

Why was he so unhappy?

In the past, Song Luo was silent and allowed him to scold him.

"Thank you."

Before he finished speaking, Song Luo suddenly interrupted.

Song Mingyuan stumbled, almost losing his footing and tripping over a chair.

What a ghost.

Looking at Song Mingyuan's back as he stumbled away, Song Luo's smile did not diminish, but instead deepened.

That said, it sure is fun to tease this guy.

But, I did thank him.

Song Luo stuffed the photo into his pocket, and as soon as he stood up, his phone rang.

Song Luo laughed as soon as he saw the call.

As he walked upstairs, he answered the phone.

"Are you awake, Song Luo! It's over, it's over, I've discovered something big!" You Wen was very upset.

Song Luo pretended not to know and responded to him calmly: "Wake up, everyone is at the company, what's wrong?"

You Wen took a breath, "Let me tell you something, I drank too much last night , and passed the doctor's contact information to your brother."

If Song Luo hadn't found out about this last night, he would probably have beaten You Wen against the wall by now.

But there were other things that shocked him last night, and he had no time to think about his murder of Feng Ping. It was different now.

Song Luo sneered twice, and before he could taunt Youwen, Youwen said in a particularly horrifying tone: "Do you know what your brother replied to me?"

Song Luo paused, remembering the...kiss last night.

Forget it, it wasn't just a kiss. The brightly polished elevator door reflected his suddenly red ears.

You Wen: "He said thank you."

Song Luo: "...Oh."

Thank you?

Thank you for what thank you.

Oh shit.

If it weren't for... if it wasn't for Jiang Yu's kiss, he would be able to knock people over now.

You Wen: "He also said that he would confirm it when he has time and take you to see a doctor according to your wishes."

"Why is the first half of the sentence... weird?"

How to confirm?

Although You Wen was drunk, his mind was intact.

When I woke up and checked my phone, I saw the chat message between myself and Jiang Yu. I wanted to apologize to Song Luo on the spot. Matters related to a man's dignity should not be made public even by brothers. You Wen knew this very well.

But as soon as he saw Jiang Yu's words, he remembered that the man who was with them last night told him that he thought Song Luo and Jiang Yu were weird.

Originally, he thought it was normal for brothers to have a good relationship.

But after that person said that, and thinking about it more carefully, there was something wrong.

There are other people around Youwen who have brothers, and it is not impossible that they are very close to each other.

But even so, there is nothing like Song Luo and Jiang Yu.

How to put it, take last night as an example, when Jiang Yu toasted Song Luo, I didn’t think it was anything at the time. I even thought that Jiang Yu was protecting Song Luo. But when I recalled it afterwards, was Jiang Yu at that time? Standing next to Song Luo?

He knew that the man who was with them at that time liked men, so just seeing him put his hand on Song Luo's shoulder made him feel something was wrong.

But if you think about it carefully, Song Luo and Jiang Yu are sometimes closer than that.

Thinking about his other friends and brothers, no matter how good the relationship is, they will never be so close.

The more You Wen thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Look at what Jiang Yu said again.

It's even more unpleasant.

Song Luo groaned, not understanding what You Wen meant by coming here, wasn't it just to confirm?

Didn't Jiang Yu ask him last night?

Although he didn't answer.

"What's wrong?" Song Luo wanted to scold Youwen, but he held it back.

Just, if it weren't for him, Jiang Yu might not have kissed him.

If they don't kiss, that's fine, and it won't cause the troublesome situation now.

But, kiss, it's like breaking the boundary between them.

He wasn't disgusted either.

There was a feeling that Jiang Yu could break it.

Quite confused.

On the other end, You Wen was silent for a moment: "How else can we confirm? Of course, it's to confirm whether you can react normally! Just see if you can..."

Song Luo: "..."

You Wen didn't finish his words. Song Luo couldn't help but say, "Are you sick?"

"What's going on in your head."

"Can't Jiang Yu ask me?" Song Luo sneered, "I won't lie to him." The

elevator door It opened with a ding.

Having said that, Song Luoer's heart felt hot, and he inexplicably remembered the scene of Jiang Yu coming out of the shower. This thing can't get out of his mind, can it?

Jiang Yu wouldn't be really prepared...

fuck, what was he thinking.

Whenever Jiang Yu kissed him, he always touched him cautiously.

Um?

What was he thinking...

Youwen suddenly woke up after being scolded by him.

He is really sick, what are you thinking about?

Song Luo is a straight man.

You Wen was about to be laughed at by himself, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, his tone became much more relaxed, and he began to admit his mistake: "Okay, okay, okay, I'm sick, but you're not. I was worrying too much."

Song Luo also felt a little excited. .

What are you excited about?

Why is Jiang Yu so excited when he mentions it?

It's not uncommon for grown men to talk about this. When he was in college, there were boys in the dormitory watching that stuff together.

Song Luo took a deep breath, and suddenly remembered that You Wen was a man who had been in love for a long time. He was silent for a moment, "I want to ask you something serious."

You Wen: "?" "

If someone secretly kisses you while you are sleeping, you don't Disgusted..." Song Luo asked quietly.

It's time to enter the office after all.

"Who secretly kissed you?" You Wen immediately became excited as if he had found the gossip, but subconsciously he felt that that person couldn't be Jiang Yu, right?

Depend on.

He was completely taken away.

Song Luo clicked his tongue and said nothing.

He was not very willing to lie, and he was not very willing to tell who this person was.

I don’t want to tell Youwen yet.

He didn't even figure it out himself.

You Wen knew that he was a little impatient, so he quickly said: "I don't dislike anyone who is good-looking."

Song Luo: "..."

Bai asked.

Song Luo hung up the phone directly.

As soon as I stepped into the office, I was stunned for a moment.

There was a large bouquet of red roses on his table.

There is no one in the office, so I went to the meeting in vain.

My first reaction was that it wasn't from Jiang Yu, right?

Somewhat uneasy.

But apparently not.

Song Luo picked up the flower and looked at it.

There was a card between the roses, and a few words were written on the card.

It was actually the man who served drinks at the bar last night.

For a moment, Song Luo felt that the flower was a bit tricky.

The man who had just carried the flowers out to give to the secretary's office outside looked up and saw Jiang Yu coming out of the elevator.

Jiang Yu was still carrying a thermos bucket in his hand.

Chapter 63

Chapter 63

The rose is too conspicuous.

As expected, Jiang Yu's gaze paused on the flower for two seconds.

In the past, Song Luotie would have directly told Jiang Yu where the flowers came from, and even asked Jiang Yu if he wanted them.

but now.

Seeing Jiang Yu looking at the flower, he couldn't ask the question.

He was even thinking, would Jiang Yu be jealous?

Song Luo: ...

Hey, what is this?

But it was different from what he thought.

Jiang Yu walked over as if nothing happened, his expression didn't even change.

As usual, he called out: "Brother."

Then he didn't look at the flower anymore and just stood there, as if waiting for Song Luo quietly.

Just for a moment, Song Luo suddenly felt that a kiss didn't mean he liked it.

Jiang Yu may still regard him as his elder brother.

Or maybe it was just a temporary obsession.

But he wasn't relieved either.

On the contrary, there is some faint disappointment.

It's like having failed expectations.

Um?

What on earth was he expecting.

Song Luo still responded, then hugged the flower, his head exposed above the flower, as if it was set off by the flower.

He tried to be as normal as usual and asked with a smile: "Why are you here? Didn't you say you went to school?"

As he said this, he walked towards the secretary's office.

Jiang Yu followed him, "Let Aunt Chen make some stomach-friendly dishes."

Jiang Yu went back to school in the morning, but Song Luo was so uncomfortable last night. Of course, he couldn't ignore it, but he couldn't do it at the moment. I had time to make him something to eat, so I asked Aunt Chen to do it.

Originally, he went back to get it and then returned to the school, but Song Luo was no longer there.

He knew that he was probably coming from the company, but he didn't send him a message in advance.

After Jiang Yu finished speaking, his Adam's apple moved. He moved his eyes away from Song Luo's neck, which was whitened by the bright red roses, and asked with restraint, "Brother, what do you want to do with this flower?" Hearing

what he said Asked, Song Luo's tone that had not relaxed just now was relaxed this time.

Sure enough, I asked anyway.

Alas no.

What on earth was he expecting.

Song Luo felt that his problem was getting bigger and bigger.

"Give it to everyone in the secretary's office." Song Luo explained to him like it was nothing, and he had already arrived at the secretary's office as he spoke.

A group of people didn't even dare to raise their heads.

"Then let me do it." Jiang Yu said, putting the thermos bucket on the table next to him with one hand, and taking the flowers with the other hand without waiting for Song Luo to react.

The card in the middle of the flower is very eye-catching.

Song Luo had just finished reading it and before he had time to throw it into the trash can, he put it on top of the flowers.

Jiang Yu lowered his head and saw it.

The card reads: Wine is not worthy of you, but flowers are.

Everyone knows what a rose means.

And what does this mean?

Jiang Yu had a cold expression on his face. He took the card and threw it into the trash can next to him as if it were easy. Then he neatly picked one out of the middle and handed it to the nearest secretary.

The secretary was startled and a little flattered.

Just in the morning, they were still secretly discussing whether something was going on with Xiao Song. Someone sent such a big flower so early in the morning.

This is the first time such a thing has happened.

As we all know, in addition to work, Mr. Xiao Song is Master Xiao Jiang. On the surface, no one has heard that he has been in love. But now something suddenly happened, I don’t know how many girls’ hearts have been broken, and how many people have been stirred up. The desire for gossip.

Anyway, during the time when Mr. Song came late, this matter spread throughout the company.

But now, it doesn't look like that is the case.

Jiang Yu opened the flowers one by one and sent them over one by one.

There were not many people in the secretary office, and then someone got two flowers.

When Jiang Yu was doing this, Song Luo was following him.

It's like a leader's inspection.

When Jiang Yu almost finished speaking, he smiled and said in the same tone as usual: "Who is responsible for connecting with the front desk?"

When his name was called, the man stood up tremblingly.

Song Luo still smiled and said, "The front desk accepts everything, but I am not the front desk here."

Just such a sentence immediately diluted everyone's joy of receiving the flowers, especially the person who stood up, his head almost dropped to the table It went down.

You really can’t take everything to the office.

According to the rules, these flowers are not allowed. After all, this is an office, and such personal things cannot be brought up.

Today is purely about gossip.

Although Mr. Song didn't curse, just such a word was enough.

It's worse than swearing.

What scares me most is Mr. Song’s appearance.

But Song Luo didn't care what they were thinking. After he finished speaking, Jiang Yu had just finished sending out the flowers in his hand, leaving only a bunch of empty shells.

Jiang Yu turned around.

Just when Song Luo was about to take the empty shell, Jiang Yu smiled at him, a very light smile, and said, "Brother, it's finished." Then

he walked to the trash can and stuffed the empty shell into it. In the trash can.

Song Luo: "Hey."

It's over. Why does he think Jiang Yu's behavior of throwing garbage is also very handsome.

It's obviously a pretty ordinary behavior.

But the boy is tall and has long legs, his movements are clean and neat, his eyebrows are cold, and his profile is also very good.

Song Luo was stunned for two seconds, and Jiang Yu came back again. He raised his hand as if to put it on Song Luo's back, but he put it down again halfway up.

The flowers are too dirty.

Not worthy.

Song Luo didn't know what he was thinking. At this moment, Song Luo was still thinking, there must be something wrong with me. This brother is really not pure at all.

With this thought in mind, he and Jiang Yu returned to the office together.

As soon as the office door closed, they were alone.

As usual, Jiang Yu opened the thermos bucket and took out the meals one by one.

Smelling the aroma of delicious food, Song Luo sniffed it with the tip of his nose.

All in all, he hadn't eaten much all night and all morning, so he was indeed hungry.

Apart from the fact that the food is a bit bland, as it is good for the stomach after all, there is nothing wrong with it.

Jiang Yu even put the chopsticks in his hand.

Song Luo started eating without any politeness.

After taking a few bites, I felt something wasn't right.

It's a little too quiet in the office.

When he looked up, he saw Jiang Yu playing with his phone with his head down, as if sending a message.

Jiang Yu usually talks less. He is basically the one talking and Jiang Yu listens. But when he is not talking, Jiang Yu will always pay attention to him.

It's like a habit.

I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now I realize that it seems to be a bit accustomed to it.

But he looked at Jiang Yu for a while, but Jiang Yu didn't even look up.

It seems to be quite busy.

Song Luo stared at Jiang Yu for a while.

I have to admit that Jiang Yu is really handsome.

As soon as he stared at it, he fell into a trance.

"Brother?" Jiang Yu raised his head and met Song Luo's eyes, which were looking directly at him, with a bit of tenderness in his expression that he had never shown in front of others.

The anger that originally rose from the bottom of my heart seemed to be smoothed away in that moment.

Song Luo suddenly came back to his senses.

Damn it.

What has he done.

Why was he staring at Jiang Yu in a daze?

The image of Jiang Yu secretly kissing him also appeared in his mind.

He couldn't help but want to look down.

For a moment, Song Luo had the illusion of being caught.

But only for a moment.

Jiang Yu didn't seem to notice, but he put down his phone and asked very naturally: "Brother, do you like flowers?"

Song Luo: "Huh?"

Why do you ask this suddenly?

Then it suddenly occurred to me.

Oh, that bouquet of roses...

Jiang Yu looked into his eyes and chuckled, asking in a very ordinary way: "What flowers do you like? I want to buy some flowers to put at home. Do you like fake flowers or flowers?" Real flower?"

Song Luo: "...ah."

Is Jiang Yu jealous?

Otherwise, why would this issue be brought up suddenly?

Otherwise, why would he ask himself if he likes flowers when he buys them?

But, can you please stop laughing when you ask?

Song Luo's mind was confused again.

But in the end, there was no time to see if Jiang Yu really bought the flowers.

Song Luo was not interested in these, so he chose fake flowers.

Jiang Yu also responded.

But apparently someone doesn't know.

When he went to work the next day, the receptionist, who had been scolded openly and secretly the day before, reminded Song Luo very carefully.

The flower sender yesterday came again.

Another big bouquet of roses.

It is placed right at the front desk, very conspicuous.

Song Luo didn't have the time to ask who sent it.

However, he did not ask the front desk to throw away the flowers or distribute them to everyone. Instead, he left them intact at the door of the company.

No one dared to move.

After all, the card above the flower is written clearly.

To Song Luo.

Everyone started talking again, saying that President Xiao Song was really ruthless.

I originally thought there was something going on, but it turned out to be a suitor. Mr. Xiao Song was really awesome. He just placed the flowers at the door of the company and told the other person clearly, don’t think about it, it’s impossible. I won’t accept it. Not only will I not accept it, I will also put it out there for you to see.

Public execution.

Fortunately, no one knew who sent the flowers, not even the front desk. After all, they were sent by the florist.

But even so, it was delivered on the third and fourth day.

The flowers were piled up at the door.

The bottom one is still withered.

Just, it's so wasteful.

But there is nothing we can do.

After waiting for a week, the person who sent the flowers couldn't sit still.

Although he didn't send it himself some time ago, he wrote the card himself, so he's pretty sincere, right?

As a result, the clerk over there told him that they probably just threw it at the door without even looking at it.

It's nothing more than an invisible slap in the face.

He has never encountered such a situation.

Today he drove here personally to deliver it.

But the car couldn't park in front of the company, so I could only come over with a bouquet of flowers.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw the flowers piled up on the ground.

Just, quite eye-catching.

It was time to go to work in the morning, and people came here and there.

Someone probably saw the flowers in his arms and didn't pay attention to what he looked like. He heard the recent rumors in the company and felt a little pity for him. Then he went up and reminded in a low voice: "Oh, tell your boss not to give them away." , our Xiao Song always doesn’t like this, our Xiao Song is always so good, how can we get a few bouquets of flowers?”

The man: “…”

Although it was an exhortation, he felt that he was not worthy.

But the person who reminded him just said that and hurried in.

The man was filled with anger, and he didn't know whether he was angry that the person thought he was a clerk, or whether he was angry that the person was secretly saying that he was not worthy.

He likes to go to bars to hunt for girls, and because he has a face and a little money, he never fails.

Where have I ever experienced such humiliation?

Especially in order to investigate Song Luo's identity, he spent some money.

He pulled off his tie.

He really has to wait here today.

But he stood downstairs for a long time.

People were coming and going, and I gained a lot of sight, but I didn't see half of Song Luo.

How did he know that Song Luo didn't leave at all last night and slept in the company. Of course, he couldn't appear downstairs in the company.

The man waited for a long time, until the sun was so strong that he almost fainted from the heat, and there were no people coming to work at the entrance of the company.

Working hours have passed.

You're not going to fucking come to work, are you?

Didn’t you say that Song Luo was a workaholic? The information is wrong?

Just when he was about to give up, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Man a surprise.

When I turned around, I saw the boy hugging Song Luo in the bar that day.

The other person was much taller than him and was wearing a simple black shirt. He had to look up at him.

But the man investigated.

This person is not Song Luo's partner at all, but his younger brother. It is said that the two brothers have a good relationship.

Jiang Yu looked cold, but smiled at him and asked politely: "Hello, are you waiting for my brother?"

"Is this for my brother?"

"You can come with me."

Chapter 64

Chapter 64

Jiang Yu’s attitude made the man suspicious for a moment.

He still vaguely remembered Jiang Yu's strong posture at the bar that day, which was...

not unlike him now.

Jiang Yu was tall and had a cold expression on his face. Even when he said those words, it made people feel that he had an aura that repelled people thousands of miles away.

After Jiang Yu finished speaking, he didn't rush him and just waited quietly.

He does seem to be thinking about his brother.

The man recalled the scene when Jiang Yu protected Song Luo that day. He heard that the two had a good relationship, but he didn't know if it was true.

After hesitating, he still asked: "Where to go?"

Instead of standing here and waiting, it would be better to have a good relationship with my brother.

The man thought this, and even his expression became much more relaxed. Before Jiang Yu could answer, he took a look at the coffee shop downstairs of the company and said first, "How about going to the coffee shop over there? I'll buy you a cup of coffee." ?"

Jiang Yu: "Okay."

He also smiled at him, looking quite friendly.

The man instantly felt that his suspicion just now was unnecessary.

Maybe you are quite satisfied with yourself?

The man's confidence came back instantly. As he walked, he introduced himself: "My name is Chen Sheng. Do you know Chen's company?"

Jiang Yu: "Yes, freight company, you are..."

Chen Sheng sighed and said Very proud: "The boss is my dad."

Jiang Yu hummed. When he saw the cafe, he turned around and asked politely: "Do you need me to hold you?"

Chen Sheng was already very happy now. , I feel quite hopeful.

So what if Song Luo threw his flowers out the door.

Maybe he just wants him to deliver it himself?

Doesn’t it seem that his brother is quite friendly to him?

Chen Sheng didn't notice anyone else and handed the flowers to Jiang Yu, "It was originally for your brother. Why hasn't your brother come to work today?"

As he spoke, he had already entered the coffee shop.

Jiang Yu hummed and opened the door for him, holding the flowers in his arms. When Chen Shengren went in, Jiang Yu followed him in and replied: "I'm at work.

" Roses were stuffed into the trash can at the door.

The action is not ambiguous at all.

Chen Sheng was quite surprised at first, but then he turned around.

He saw his own flowers planted on the trash can, which was very eye-catching. He was stunned for a moment, "No, you..."

Jiang Yu only smiled at him: "My brother doesn't like it."

Chen Sheng swallowed the curse words he wanted to say. He walked in and turned into a fake smile, "Really? What does he like?"

Jiang Yu didn't say anything, but just made a gesture of invitation towards him.

The two of them sat down.

The smile on Jiang Yu's face faded, and he said without emotion: "He likes fake flowers."

Chen Sheng originally wanted to say it earlier, but wouldn't it be a waste if he bought so many roses?

Artificial flowers are so simple, you can get as many as you want.

But Jiang Yu obviously didn't give him such a chance. Jiang Yu smiled again, "But he doesn't like dummies."

As he said that, he took out some photos from the backpack he had been carrying.

Put it on the table.

In the photos, they are all Chen Sheng and others.

There are men and women.

Some are quite explicit.

Chen Sheng's expression was frightened for a moment, but he soon recovered. "Are you investigating me?"

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes, "I heard you are getting engaged soon."

"I heard it will be very helpful to your family's business."

Although his tone He said it lightly, but it sounded like a threat.

If these photos get into the hands of the woman, not only will the engagement be ruined, but he himself will probably be scolded and beaten to death by his father.

Chen Sheng couldn't spit it out in one breath, so he hugged the photos directly.

Jiang Yu still smiled at him: "I still have the video here."

"What the hell...are you sick?" Chen Sheng couldn't help but cursed, "What do you want to do? Blackmail? Blackmail? You are short of money? "Really?"

Jiang Yu was silent for a while, then slowly shook his head: "No shortage."

"No other requirements."

"Stay away from my brother."

Chen Sheng was furious.

Damn it's not like he had to be Song Luo. If Song Luo's singing and dancing energy that day hadn't been a bit too bewitching, and it was obvious that he was a kind of person, he wouldn't have sent flowers to Song Luo every day.

If Song Luo hadn't been a bit conquering...

he tore up the pile of photos and threw them into the trash can. He called again, "Ask Zhang Bo to come over and drive for me!"

On the other side, Jiang Yu sat there quietly. Jing watched the man leave.

He doesn't like drinking coffee, and the coffee on the table has not been touched.

After a while, he sent another message to a number.

[Something about your fiancé was sent to your mailbox]

I don’t know if the flowers placed at the door played a role. Song Luo hasn’t received flowers for a long time.

Everyone in the company is saying that this person is such a waste. It has only been a few days. Isn’t it worth sending our Mr. Song a year and a half of flowers? !

But as time went by, everyone forgot about it.

Instead, another thing caught everyone's attention.

I heard that at the engagement party for the son of the owner of the provincial freight company next door, his son’s fiancée showed a video of his son having sex with other men and women on the big screen.

The engagement banquet was so big that we even hired someone to videotape it.

As a result, the scene was in chaos.

He regretted his marriage and beat his son.

I heard that the son was sent abroad in the end, probably because he felt it was too embarrassing to stay in the country.

The employees discussed it very clearly.

Song Luo didn't want to listen.

It's not that I don't have any thoughts.

He wasn't interested in these things to begin with, and besides, Jiang Yu had officially started school.

Originally, Jiang Yu could still travel between school and company. After all, it wasn't really the start of school, he was just going to help with a project to get acquainted with things.

But now that school has officially started, the internship at the company has ended.

Although the school is quite close to home, Jiang Yu is busier than expected and cannot come back once a week.

When Song Luo was a freshman, he was indeed very busy. He was busy on weekends, and he also had classes to attend on weekends, and ran various activities and lectures.

With his temperament, he wants to earn all kinds of credits.

Not to mention Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu is number one in everything he does.

Song Luo was both proud and a little sad.

What are you sad about?

Can't tell.

Anyway, I just can't cheer up these days. I don't know if it's because I miss this younger brother or because I miss Jiang Yu.

Um?

It doesn’t mean the same thing anyway.

It's okay when you're busy. After all, both of them are busy and usually have time to send a message.

But once I was free, I felt like I missed it.

No one eats with him.

Song Luo lay there and sighed several times.

Bai Kai came in with a pile of documents and paused when he saw his appearance.

Why do you always think that Mr. Xiao Song looks like he is lovesick now?

Bai Kai was strangely silent for a while, then put the documents on Song Luo's desk and warned: "There are two meetings in the morning, and there is a contract to be signed in the afternoon..." Song Luo said

without emotion: "Yeah, yeah, yeah."

Bai Kai Kai: "..."

Of course it's hard for him to say that the way you miss your brother is like being lovesick.

After all, they are brothers. Although they are not biological, their good relationship is obvious to all. By saying this, doesn't he tarnish their pure feelings?

However, Bai Kai thought for a while, "How are you going to spend your birthday this year?"

It's better to find something to distract your attention.

No, my birthday is coming soon.

There's only about a month left.

Song Luo flipped through the documents and raised his eyelids when he heard Bai Kai's words, "What?"

"Isn't my birthday already passed?"

It turned out to be his birthday at the beginning of the year.

It’s been over a long time ago.

Bai Kai was stunned for a moment.

Song Luo himself was stunned for a moment.

etc.

His own birthday...

actually comes in a month.

Chapter 65

Chapter 65

Song Luochuan has been here for so long, and he has always celebrated his original birthday. However, even though it is a birthday, he only has a meal at home or goes out to have a meal. Just like this year, he has been busy and has not eaten. Just receive gifts.

After all, it's not his birthday, so there's no sense of belonging.

Although he didn't really like celebrating birthdays in the past. When he was young, he liked to make noises and eat cakes, which seemed to be the happiest thing in the world. When he grew up, he didn't think much about it anymore, but he still received gifts as usual.

Birthdays are not something he has to celebrate.

But...

Song Luo looked at Bai Kai in confusion, and asked tentatively: "Uncle Bai, did you remember it wrong?" Bai

Kai was stunned for a while before he realized what he was doing, and touched his already white hair elusively. Hair, responded unconfidently: "Maybe."

It was strange.

Why did he suddenly feel that Song Luo's birthday was next month?

It's like a subconscious intuition.

Just like when Song Luo woke up in the hospital a few years ago and found that his personality was different from before, he subconsciously felt that there was nothing wrong with him.

Neither.

He was almost sent to a psychiatric hospital at that time.

But I do feel that Song Luo has a very good temper now.

Bai Kai had never thought about this issue before.

Now that I think about it carefully, I think it's a bit weird, but it doesn't feel inconsistent.

So, where did his intuition that Song Luo's birthday is next month come from?

Bai Kai is puzzled.

Song Luo was also puzzled.

After all, only he himself knows about this kind of thing.

Although Assistant Bai knows everything, but he still doesn't know the actual situation of him wearing a book, right?

Without an answer, this question has been bothering Song Luo.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Song Luo was sitting cross-legged on the sofa. He had just stared at the document for a while when Jiang Yu's voice came from the other end of the phone.

On the screen of the mobile phone, Jiang Yu was wearing a thin long black T-shirt. Although this simple black long T-shirt didn't feel ordinary at all when worn on him, the broad shoulders could hold up the clothes, even if he had already entered. In November, Song Luo had already put on a sweater and turned on the heater in the room.

In such a comparison, the two are simply not the same season.

Song Luo came back to his senses and said, "I was thinking about what to eat at night."

It was rare for him to go home today and he came back early. It was only around five o'clock in the afternoon, but it was already dark.

When he came back, Aunt Chen was still asking him what he wanted to eat at night.

Song Luo actually didn't care.

He thought it was mainly because tomorrow was his original birthday.

Originally, he had long been accustomed to celebrating his original birthday, but when Bai Kai mentioned it last time, he kept thinking about it. Until now, as his birthday was approaching, the concern in his heart became deeper and deeper.

Obviously I didn't think it mattered about birthdays before, but now I think about it.

But no one can say.

Why.

He can't tell people that he's thinking about his birthday again.

He is already in his twenties, not his teens.

After much thought, he still sent a video call to Jiang Yu.

He didn't know why he made a video call to Jiang Yu.

Maybe I just wanted to see him.

Maybe... I miss him a little bit.

Especially this special time.

Jiang Yudu has not been back for more than a month, and the two of them have not seen each other for a while.

It’s not like I could spare time to make a phone call at night in high school.

Fortunately, when he called out on a whim, Jiang Yu happened to be free to answer the call.

But when he answered his call, Jiang Yu was also changing clothes.

Although he didn't see anything, he had already finished putting on his clothes when he picked it up.

Song Luo still felt a little regretful.

After Song Luo finished speaking, Jiang Yu sat down in front of the camera.

Jiang Yu was in the house outside the school. It seemed to be in the living room. The sofa was exactly the same as the one Song Luo saw last time, but nothing else could be seen.

But Song Luo's eyes swept from top to bottom involuntarily.

Jiang Yu had been training in the military for half a month. He had tanned a little, but he was still just a little darker than before. He had a very healthy complexion. He was not thinner, but looked tougher and more handsome than before, especially in black. .

Song Luo felt that his brotherhood was really beyond pure.

Why on earth is he looking at Jiang Yu more and more handsome!

Jiang Yu seemed to notice his gaze, and a smile appeared on his originally cold face, "Brother, I can go back next weekend." "I'll

cook for you myself then?"

"I'll listen to Aunt Chen for dinner. Eat a nutritious meal."

Aunt Chen had firmly remembered Song Luo's drinking so much before. Now Aunt Chen was afraid that Song Luo's stomach pain would relapse. Recently, she learned recipes from a new nutritionist and changed them. Huahua prepared a nutritious meal for Song Luo.

Song Luo: "..."

"Why do you know so clearly when you are not here?"

He originally wanted to order a takeaway to satisfy his craving.

After all, it's my birthday tomorrow.

Jiang Yu didn't answer immediately, but looked at him for a while.

During the time he was away from home, Song Luo seemed to have lost a little weight.

Basically every day when he had time, he would call Aunt Chen to ask if Song Luo had eaten well and gone home.

Of course we are very clear about this.

Jiang Yu's eyes passed over Song Luo's ears.

Song Luo's ears turned red.

Just like the time when I was drunk before.

There seems to be some progress.

After a moment, Jiang Yucai hummed, "Ask Aunt Chen."

"If you have time to contact Aunt Chen, will you contact me?" Unexpectedly, Song Luo's face immediately collapsed, "I am in your heart, even Aunt Chen." It can't be compared."

"I worked so hard to bring you up..." "

Now you don't even want to ask me a question."

"Would I lie to you?"

Jiang Yu: "."

Jiang Yu said after being silent for a while. : "I know how to do this."

Song Luo: "..."

Song Luo hesitated.

It's true after thinking about it.

He immediately put away the pretentious gesture just now, cleared his throat, and said as usual, "Oh, just pretend I didn't say it. Are you going out today?"

This time Jiang Yu hummed without hesitation: "want to go out."

He also has evening classes in the evening.

Song Luo said, "What about tomorrow?"

"I have a half-day class tomorrow, and I will do my homework in the afternoon." Song Luo rarely asked this question. Usually he rarely cared about his class problems. Jiang Yu was a little surprised, "Why? Brother?"

Song Luo slumped down on the sofa, as motionless as a salted fish.

All of a sudden, the person disappeared directly in front of the camera and said feebly, "Nothing."

"I just suddenly wanted to sing a song."

Jiang Yu frowned.

The next second, Song Luo's voice came slowly from the phone: "Find some time, find some free time..."

Jiang Yu: "..."

"I understand."

Song Luo: "You don't know."

What do you know?

He didn't even know what was going on.

I don't know what happened to my feelings for Jiang Yu, how did it turn from a pure brotherly love to something bad.

I don't know if Jiang Yu likes her feelings for him or not.

After all, there is so much difference between them.

As you get older, you always have a lot of worries.

I don’t know why Bai Kai suddenly revealed his correct birthday.

If...if Bai Kai has memories of his real world, then is this world real or virtual?

After all, he is not an Aboriginal person.

Will he grow old, sick and die like a normal person?

Oh, no, he has also been sick and is old.

But, can he survive here forever?

If the time of the plot line has passed, will he still stay here? Can he always be by Jiang Yu's side?

This is the big problem.

Jiang Yu is still so young.

On the other end, Jiang Yu laughed when he heard his somewhat depressed voice, and said, "I know."

Song Luo was too lazy to argue with him, and buried his head on the sofa, not wanting to talk.

But a moment later, he heard Jiang Yu whisper: "Brother, I know, do you miss me?"

Song Luo: "...!"

Song Luo almost jumped up from the sofa, but fortunately he This man was mature and steady, and he held back forcefully.

However, Jiang Yu still said on the other end: "I miss you too."

Jiang Yu added in his heart, Song Luo.

But I can’t say yet.

He was afraid of scaring people away.

Song Luo felt his heartbeat speed up instantly.

No, why are you so useless?

At least he's a lot older.

Isn't it just that you have never been in love? Why are you so excited?

It's not like no one has told you that they miss you before.

As for that?

Song Luo looked down at his heart, wishing he could tell it to be patient.

Oh shit.

How can I endure this?

Song Luo remained silent until his heart stopped being so excited, and then he turned to face the camera with a smile like a normal person: "You're right." "How can

a brother not miss his younger brother?"

Jiang Yu looked at the camera with a heavy gaze. Song Luo's red ears.

His brother may not know that his ears are already red.

He hummed, acquiesced to Song Luo's words, and looked at the time again: "Brother, I have to go to class." After ending the

video call with Jiang Yu, Song Luo slumped on the sofa and stared at the ceiling for a while. .

After a while, he stood up.

After leaving the study, he walked to the door of Jiang Yu's room for a while.

Then he returned to the study and walked around the door of Jiang Yu's room for a while.

Finally, when he returned to his room, he put his face on the bed with a bang, buried himself in the quilt, moved a few times, and stopped moving.

Forget it, I don't want to change the file anymore.

In the afternoon of the next day, Song Luo stared at the heavier rain outside in a daze.

He was distracted all day today, causing Bai Kai to come in and out of the office several times, but he couldn't speak.

Bai Kai actually wanted to ask.

Is it because today is your second birthday, that’s why I forgot about it.

After all, he was old, and he couldn't remember many things clearly about Song Luo's childhood.

Maybe Song Luo's parents planned another birthday for him, and he accidentally heard it, but he had forgotten it after so many years, and now he subconsciously thought about it.

Of course Song Luo noticed Bai Kai coming in and out like this.

But he is also very worried now.

Since morning, he wanted to find Jiang Yu.

Although Jiang Yu probably doesn't have time today.

Song Luo couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been so unstable.

But it's his birthday after all.

He thought he wouldn't be able to sleep last night, but in fact he slept surprisingly well.

I just felt a little bit impetuous today.

Bai Kai came in again, hesitated for a long time, and asked, "Mr. Song, are you worried about something?"

Song Luo came to his senses after he asked him this.

The rain was getting heavier.

Song Luo suddenly stood up.

do not care.

On his birthday, he wants to spend it with whomever he wants to spend it with.

Putting aside everything else, Jiang Yu is also his only relative in this world.

They agreed to depend on each other.

Bai Kai: "??"

Bai Kai watched Song Luo suddenly go out with the car keys, and was confused for a while.

What's going on here?

Why do you suddenly look so arrogant and confident?

Chapter 66

Chapter 66

"Jiang Yu, do you want to go to dinner together?"

Jiang Yu came out of the teaching building at around four o'clock in the afternoon. The sky was already very dark because of the rain. It had been raining all day, and he didn't want anything at this time. Stop trend.

The person who spoke to him was a senior in the same department and one of the leaders of their project.

They couldn't leave now, it was raining too hard.

They actually brought umbrellas when they came here at noon, but several teachers lent them to them. They had no choice but to wait here for their classmates to ask others to borrow umbrellas before taking them over.

It's almost time for dinner, but Jiang Yu is usually quite lonely and doesn't like to go out with them. Even the group of people who went to the bar with Jiang Yu before don't often come to him for dinner.

Seeing that Jiang Yu didn't answer, the senior had long been used to it, and smiled helplessly: "Oh, it's not me, it's just a girl from our class who wants to get to know you."

Now that you're in college, falling in love is quite normal. Especially people like Jiang Yu, who are indeed quite popular.

Jiang Yu raised his eyelids and glanced at him with a cold expression.

The senior shrugged.

However, when school first started, there were rumors that Jiang Yu had a partner. Everyone was very sorry. But after so long, they still haven't seen his partner. Now, someone asked him to speak for themselves again.

As the senior expected, Jiang Yu calmly responded: "No."

The senior said: "Sure, I knew you would refuse and it would be easier for me to do business." After saying that, he was still a little curious: "Do you really have a partner? Why haven't we seen him for so long since school started?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yu's cell phone rang twice.

Jiang Yu hummed, didn't say much, and just lowered his head to look at his phone.

The senior originally thought it might be fake, but he found that Jiang Yu's eyebrows suddenly softened.

It was really that kind of expression that suddenly softened. I had never seen this kind of expression on Jiang Yu's face.

Maybe it was the news just now.

The senior was surprised for a moment, but before he could continue to ask, Jiang Yu put away his phone, and without looking at his reply, he just said: "My partner came to see me, I'm leaving first."

Senior: "Huh? "

Then he watched Jiang Yu rush into the rain without even bringing his head back.

The classmate who just borrowed the umbrella: "...Did Jiang Yu run away when he saw me?" "

No." The senior shook his head deeply: "He was in a hurry to go back to meet his partner."

The classmate who borrowed the umbrella: "?? Let me go, does he really have a partner?"

"You see, if you rush out to meet someone like this, who else can he have other than the partner?"

I didn't expect that a person with Jiang Yu's temperament would be like this when he fell in love.

Fortunately, there is a bus stop right in front of the school, otherwise it would have been very difficult.

On the other side, Song Luo stood at the door of Jiang Yu's residence for a while, then looked down at his phone.

At this time, I don’t know if Jiang Yu has time to read the news.

The last time he acted so impulsively, he seemed to have just run over to recognize Jiang Yu.

Song Luo waited for a long time but did not receive a reply from Jiang Yu.

Eighty percent of them are busy.

But it's okay.

He was ready to wait for someone.

Anyway, we are all here, so we can finally see you today.

He lowered his head and scrolled through the recent circle of friends.

Looking at his own circle of friends again, the things he posted were not only Jiang Yu, but also Jiang Yu.

That’s right, the content of Jiangyu is pure and high.

The comments below were all the same, either scolding him for being a brother-in-law, or saying that the two brothers have a good relationship.

It's a pity that it's not so pure now.

After flipping through it for a while, the phone rang.

Song Luo finally regained his energy and went over to take a look.

It's free.

Asked him what he was doing.

Bai Kai called him twice on the way, but he drove here by himself today and had no time to answer the phone.

After going upstairs, I immediately forgot about Bai Kai.

Bai Kai was quite worried.

Song Luo thought for a while.

A sad frog: [I went to find happiness, sad frog dances.jpg]

Bai Kai: [? ? ? ]

On the other end, Bai Kai frowned, still thinking about whether today was Song Luo's birthday.

The next second, Song Luo sent another message.

【My happiness is here! 】

Bai Kai:? ? ?

His frown deepened.

Is it possible that Song Luo is really in love?

But then there was no news from Song Luo.

On this end, half a minute ago, Song Luo was about to put away his phone when he heard footsteps.

It came from the other end of the elevator.

It was quite fast and rhythmic, as if she was trying to get into his heart.

When he subconsciously looked up, he saw Jiang Yu standing in front of him.

His hair was wet and his body was wet, but his eyes were bright and his chest was heaving, as if he had just run back.

Song Luo was stunned for a moment, his heart beat less than expected again, and he replied to Bai Kai with a crackle of one hand. He stuffed his phone into his pocket, raised his head slightly and looked at Jiang Yu's wet hair, "Why is it wet?"

Song Luo frowned.

It was raining really hard outside, and even standing here I could hear the sound of rain hitting the windows, pitter-patter.

Did Jiang Yu run back in the heavy rain?

If so, then he seems to be somewhat sinful.

But a little happy.

Didn't reply, but ran right back.

Alas no.

Song Luo, you have been my brother for several years, why are you so unstable?

But Jiang Yu didn't answer the question, he just took out the key and opened the door. Without his left hand getting wet, he raised his left hand and pushed Song Luo into the house with one hand, while asking him: "Why did you come here suddenly? "

When he received the message from Song Luo that he was at his door, Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he had an idea in his heart to come back quickly.

Fortunately, the bus had just arrived after leaving the school gate, otherwise he might have had to run back directly.

But the moment he got out of the elevator and saw Song Luo, Jiang Yu's heart seemed to be filled with something.

She finally resisted the urge to hug him and stopped in front of him.

Song Luo followed Jiang Yu into the house.

The furnishings are the same as before, and the sofa is similar to what you saw in the video.

Song Luo looked around.

Wait, neither.

There is a celadon vase on the shoe cabinet at the door.

In the vase, there is a red rose.

However, they are fake flowers.

Song Luo was stunned for a moment.

Then his eyes moved to other places.

There is also a vase of flowers on the coffee table, also roses, and also on the TV cabinet.

This has never happened before.

He said nothing.

But Jiang Yu didn't seem to need his answer very much. He bent down and got a pair of slippers for Song Luo from the shoe cabinet. Then he opened the drawer of the shoe cabinet, took out a key, and handed it to Song Luo.

Song Luo came back to his senses at this moment and sighed, "For me?"

Although he asked, he still accepted it directly.

You know where the key is without asking.

Jiang Yu responded: "You can come in directly from now on."

Although Song Luo bought the house, Song Luo really didn't leave a key for himself before.

They all forgot about it.

But keeping the key to himself is different from Jiang Yu giving him the key.

It was like inviting him to live in this home.

However, it may not have the same meaning as the previous home.

Although, this is his house.

Song Luo blinked, took a deep breath, raised his hand, pushed Jiang Yu's back, and said in an elder brother's tone: "Go and change your clothes first."

Jiang Yu stayed like this. I guess I have a cold.

Jiang Yu hummed, turned around and entered the room.

Song Luo was left alone in the living room. He nestled on the sofa for a while. The memory of being drunk last time was still there.

But today he came to celebrate his birthday.

After a while, Jiang Yu changed his clothes and came out with a dry towel on his head.

As soon as he came out, he saw Song Luo leaning on the sofa, looking a little bored and adjusting the remote control.

I don’t know what I’m here for.

It was as if she simply came to see him.

Probably hearing the footsteps, Song Luo turned his head and looked up at Jiang Yu. The light above his head shone in his eyes, as if filled with starlight, and Jiang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Song Luo blinked and said with a rare aggrieved expression: "Jiang Yu, I want to celebrate my birthday."

He was quite willful.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment.

Song Luo originally thought he would ask why, but Jiang Yu didn't.

Jiang Yu stood there, and after reacting, he said, "Okay."

Then he turned around and went into the kitchen.

Song Luo looked at his back and said to himself, what next, is it gone?

Can't you wish him a happy birthday?

He doesn't want a gift either.

I just want to celebrate my true birthday.

By the way, I can get the happy birthday I wanted.

On this side, before Song Luo had time to feel sentimental, Jiang Yu's voice came from the kitchen: "Song Luo."

The voice was low, but quite pleasant.

It's over.

He has evolved from thinking Jiang Yu is handsome to thinking Jiang Yu has a nice voice.

Completely ignoring the fact that Jiang Yu called his name again.

Song Luo responded, but before he could get off the sofa, Jiang Yu asked again: "Do you want the noodles to be sweet or salty?" Song Luo: "

Ah?"

He responded for a while: "Sweet."

Jiang Yu There was no sound.

Song Luo didn't go down.

But I felt a little uneasy.

Not a few minutes.

Jiang Yu came out of the kitchen again.

The difference from when he went in was that he had a steaming bowl of noodles in his hand.

The noodles were brought to the coffee table.

Song Luo was stunned for two seconds.

Jiang Yu was standing on the side, with a light expression, but said softly: "Happy birthday, brother." "

But I don't have that kind of professional face, so I can only make ends meet."

Song Luo blinked: " Oh."

"The cake has been ordered, but it has to be delivered later."

Jiang Yu said, sitting down next to Song Luo, then handed him the chopsticks and asked him: "Brother, do you want to make a birthday wish? "

He didn't ask why, he just did it anyway.

Anyway, whatever Song Luo wants, let him realize it.

In the past, birthdays were celebrated outside.

But Jiang Yu remembered that when she was young, Jiang Ling would cook a bowl of longevity noodles for herself on her birthday.

Song Luo sighed: "But it's not my birthday, can a wish come true?"

After all, his body is not his own.

I don’t know if I can receive his birthday wish.

Before Jiang Yu could say a single word, Song Luo closed his eyes, "Then, are you going to call my name again?"

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Chapter 67

After Song Luo finished speaking, he felt a bit like he was forcing Jiang Yu and others to commit a crime.

Neither.

It's like they've been brothers for so many years and calling each other by name seems to have broken that boundary.

Jiang Yu shouted before that it was Jiang Yu's business.

But now he takes the initiative to ask for it, as if he has accepted Jiang Yu's overstep.

Jiang Yu was also stunned for a moment. The hand on the back of the sofa slowly closed. He turned sideways and looked at Song Luo's side face. Song Luo still had his eyes closed, and his eyelids were trembling slightly. , there was still a perfect smile on his lips, as if he was expecting something.

Jiang Yu's eyes slowly became dark, and he just stared at Song Luo.

Would Song Luo not know what this meant?

It means that they have changed from brothers to equal status.

Song Luo could feel Jiang Yu's gaze, and the surroundings were so quiet that he could hear his heartbeat.

The last time I was so nervous was the last time.

But the silence didn't last long.

Jiang Yu spoke.

Jiang Yu lowered his voice and shouted: "Song Luo."

The barrier between them seemed to open just because of this sound.

The voice was right next to Song Luo's ear.

Song Luo was originally able to maintain his composure, but because of this sound, he felt a little unsteady.

Hey, how come someone’s name sounds so nice?

It sounds quite comfortable.

It's also quite intimate.

Song Luo opened his eyes with trembling eyelids and looked at the bowl of longevity noodles placed in front of him. The noodles were still steaming and very fragrant.

He smiled and said: "Hey, making a wish works quite well."

"I should have made a wish with a higher difficulty."

Jiang Yu's Adam's apple twitched slightly: "What is a higher difficulty?"

Song Luo groaned and moved closer. He went to bend down and kiss each other, as if nothing had happened just now, while responding to Jiang Yu: "For example...from today on, the company will run automatically without going to work? Or, just sitting at home, money will fall from the sky? Hmm? It's hot!"

Jiang Yu: "."

Jiang Yu quickly took out a tissue for him and poured him a glass of cold water.

Song Luo's brows and eyes that were still smiling just now have dropped. His lips and tongue were burned red, and the sweet taste of noodles still lingered in his mouth.

Quite strange.

After taking the water handed over by Jiang Yu and taking two sips, Song Luo calmed down and sniffed, "It seems that the longevity noodles are warning me that this wish is unrealistic."

Jiang Yu stared at his red lips . Lower Lip looked at it for a while, then sat down next to him again.

Song Luo went back to talking about noodles.

There was no rush to eat this time.

Well, it was mainly because I was a little too nervous just now.

But it's okay now, after the atmosphere just now.

But after a while, Jiang Yu suddenly called him: "Song Luo."

Song Luo subconsciously said: "Hey."

What's going on.

Are you addicted to shouting?

"Song Luo."

"Hey."

"Song Luo."

"...Huh?"

Song Luo was a little funny when he shouted. He turned around and met Jiang Yu's eyes staring at him.

Jiang Yu should have been looking at him just now.

There was something in Song Luo's eyes that he had never seen before, like a bit of aggression, but also a bit of irreducible tenderness.

Song Luo was stunned for a moment, but Jiang Yu didn't dodge, still staring at him. Originally he was looking at his profile, but now he was looking at his eyes, as if he couldn't see enough.

He didn't feel it before, but now, Song Luo felt that even a person as shameless as himself couldn't bear to look at it like this.

He couldn't help blinking, swallowing the noodles in his mouth, and licking his lower lip.

Then he noticed that Jiang Yu's eyes moved.

From his eyes to his mouth.

Song Luo's eyes moved along with his.

From Jiang Yu's eyes, he fell to Jiang Yu's mouth.

The feeling of being kissed secretly came back again.

Song Luo swallowed.

Your mouth is filled with the sweet taste of noodles.

Sweet noodles are not very tasty.

But I was quite happy eating it.

Song Luo licked his lower lip again, and only a few seconds passed. He felt that he couldn't hold it any longer, and couldn't help but ask: "Why are you looking at me like this? I asked you to call me by my name, why did you still call me addicted?" ?"

Jiang Yu still looked at him and said, "Can I keep shouting from now on?"

He saw Song Luo's eyes again from his mouth.

The voice was low and extra serious.

"That's not the case." Song Luo swallowed again: "The long-term fulfillment of your birthday wish will truly come true."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Yu suddenly laughed.

Jiang Yu laughed in front of him quite a lot, and it was not like Song Luo had never heard other people's comments about Jiang Yu, such as being too indifferent, being distant from others, and being unsmiling.

But in front of him, he was completely different.

But this time, Jiang Yu's smile was sudden, gentle and brilliant. He smiled and asked, "Then can I like you? Song Luo."

Song Luo was stunned for a moment.

ah! !

oh! !

Why did you say it all of a sudden! !

Am I not the only one who allows you to call your name? !

This time it was Song Luo's turn that the smile disappeared from his face.

Jiang Yu also stopped laughing, but his eyes were still as if they were glued to Song Luo. His expression was neither cold nor repulsive at all. Instead, he was a little cautious, as if he was afraid of being rejected. Likewise, Song Luo didn't say anything, so he whispered again: "...Brother."

It was like showing weakness.

Obviously what I just asked was quite bold.

It almost took Song Luo's heart out of his throat.

Song Luo reacted and sighed, but then asked: "Which one do you like...?"

"Do you like the one who calls me brother?"

He turned around with a dull face and continued to lower his head and sneer.

What should I do? How can I be so nervous?

The college entrance examination was not so stressful.

I was never so nervous when applying for a job for the first time.

Song Luo, you are so shameless!

Jiang Yu chuckled again, "No, it's the kind of thing called Song Luo." The

eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy was very sincere when he spoke.

It’s also very easy to get excited.

Song Luo said in a daze.

Hey, what are you doing with so many?

It doesn't matter that Jiang Yu is young, he is not a child.

Can he still lose his own judgment?

Maybe they break up before the plot lasts, and they don’t like it anymore.

Song Luo blinked and didn't look back. He swallowed the noodles and drank heavily, "Then touch your head."

He always liked this before.

But if we meet less often, there will be less opportunities.

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand was touched.

Jiang Yu really came over with his head lowered.

Just very obedient.

Song Luo raised his hand and pressed the top of his hair twice. The quality of his hair was as good as before, and the feel was as good as before.

Then he stopped his hand and murmured in a low voice: "Hand over your hand again."

The volume was just right enough for the two of them to hear.

Jiang Yu might have been stunned for a moment, but Song Luo still didn't look back and couldn't see him. After a while, Jiang Yu handed over a hand and put it on his knee, palm up.

Song Luo raised his left hand, hesitated for a moment, and then his hand fell into Jiang Yu's palm.

Jiang Yu's hands were still a little cold.

He reacted extremely quickly and held Song Luo's hand firmly.

It’s not like I haven’t held hands before.

But it just feels different.

I have never held hands with my heart beating like this before.

I didn’t realize why Jiang Yu’s hands were so big. He was so small when we first met.

Men's eighteen-year-old transformation.

Song Luo thought endlessly while finishing the remaining noodles without any soul.

Neither did Jiang Yu withdraw his hand.

Some invisible tacit understanding was reached between the two.

It's just that the palms of my hands are a little hot and I'm sweating.

My arms are a little sore too.

But no one let go.

After finishing talking, Song Luo moved his butt back soullessly and leaned on the back of the sofa. He and the hand held by Jiang Yu also moved back soullessly and joined him. On the sofa.

Song Luo moved his thumbs and rubbed Jiang Yu's palm twice. Before he could speak, he said, "burp."

"I'm full."

Jiang Yu had maintained the same posture since the beginning.

Of course, his eyes were always on the two people's clasped hands. As soon as Song Luo moved, he held them tighter.

Hearing Song Luo's words, Jiang Yu came back to his senses and said, "Do you still want to eat the cake?"

Song Luo had forgotten about the cake.

Jiang Yudu... confessed, how could he still be thinking about the cake?

When Jiang Yu mentioned this, he burped again and said, "Eat."

How can I not have cake on my birthday?

Jiang Yu didn't ask him why he had to celebrate this birthday so persistently, so he held his hand and asked him: "Then do you want to get up and walk to eat?" Then

...

then the two of them held hands, one after the other. , wandering around the living room.

Song Luo walked in front, and Jiang Yu walked behind him.

Song Luo was really full. The bowl of noodles cooked by Jiang Yu was huge. It would have been about the same as Jiang Yu's. But Song Luo usually didn't eat as much as Jiang Yu. A bowl of noodles like this would be enough to fill him up. Hiccups all the time.

The living room was not particularly big, so the two of them turned around several times. Song Luo's head almost turned dizzy, and then he felt that the feeling in his stomach had subsided a little.

In addition to feeling dizzy, Song Luo also felt sore in his hands.

He paused and looked back at the hands the two held together.

Jiang Yu also looked at him with lowered eyebrows.

Song Luo wanted to say, could you please stop holding me back.

But when he raised his head, Jiang Yu's eyes looked at him and Jiang Yu's face very brightly.

There was no smile on his face, his expression was cold but very focused.

Just very handsome.

Song Luo** was speechless.

Jiang Yu noticed his gaze, held his hand tighter, and said nothing.

Song Luo: "..."

Hey, this kid.

Forget it, just hold it.

How could a boy of eighteen or nineteen be so energetic?

Song Luo took the man again and turned him around twice.

Fortunately this time, just after two turns, the doorbell rang.

The cake is coming.

Finally let go.

Song Luo looked down at his hand. His fingers were all red. He didn't know whether it was because he held it for a long time or because Jiang Yu pinched it.

The cake Jiang Yu bought was not particularly big, and it was just right for two people, but Song Luo couldn't eat it.

He only took a small bite, and Jiang Yu ate the rest.

Then Jiang Yu also burped.

Song Luo suddenly felt mentally balanced and looked at the time.

It was almost past eight o'clock in the evening.

It's actually been so long.

It still felt like only a few minutes had passed.

These few minutes are very fulfilling.

Seeing him looking at the time, Jiang Yu also looked at the time and asked, "Do you want to go back?"

Song Luo didn't even think about it and subconsciously said, "Isn't there a bed?"

Then he realized something was wrong.

When he slept in the same bed before, it was pure... Well, no, he might be pure, well, no, he might not be pure, but he didn't know that he was impure.

But it's different now.

Song Luo quickly added: "If it doesn't work out, there's still a sofa."

Oh no, what was he talking about?

Jiang Yu lowered his head and glanced at the sofa that could only accommodate two people, and hummed, "It hasn't stopped raining outside, so it's hard to walk."

The rain did not stop, and the cake box was wet.

While talking, Jiang Yu stood up and asked, "Do you want to take a shower?"

Song Luo raised his head and blinked. Before he could say that I didn't bring any change of clothes, Jiang Yu was ahead of him: "I have your pajamas and underwear." ."

Song Luo: "..."

Probably seeing the shock on his face, Jiang Yu explained to him: "I was afraid that you might come to stay and buy it." After

Jiang Yu finished speaking, he went back to the room to get clothes. Song Luo was not given time to question.

After a while, Jiang Yu came out with a new set of pajamas, "The bathroom is in the room."

Song Luo was pushed into the room again.

After reacting, I remembered.

Why did you only consider clothes and not consider making a secondary bedroom out of the spare room?

Song Luo looked down at the pajamas and underwear in his hands, and entered the bathroom with his red ears.

When he came out from the shower, Jiang Yu sat in front of the desk in the room with a computer in front of him. The computer was full of dense text.

Song Luo, covered in hot and humid moisture, came up to take a look and raised his eyebrows: "Did you start writing the paper so early?"

He smelled of shower gel, and there was a towel on his head, and there was still water on his hair. Drip it downwards, all the way down from the side of the face.

It sinks into the beautiful collarbone.

There is still some heat coming out of my body.

Even his eyebrows looked moist.

The scene seemed familiar, but different.

Jiang Yu turned his face sideways, the tip of his nose met Song Luo's, and his breathing lingered for a moment.

He suppressed and asked: "Song Luo, do you want to kiss?"

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Chapter 68

After Jiang Yu finished speaking, Song Luo was stunned.

His eyes unconsciously moved down, falling on Jiang Yu's mouth, and then moved up again, meeting Jiang Yu's eyes.

Song Luo's original intention was just to see what Jiang Yu was doing.

Although he allowed it to be exceeded, he... didn't expect the progress to be so fast.

Jiang Yu's secret kiss last time doesn't count.

Although he really wanted to.

But he has never been in love since he was so old, so there must be an adjustment period.

Thinking of this, Song Luo blinked, but still swallowed unconsciously and did not move or respond.

Although the whole process only lasted a few seconds, Jiang Yu could still see it.

I almost forgot that Song Luo was a straight man before.

Although he has never been in love, he is indeed a straight man.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes, covering up the disappointment in his eyes. He chuckled softly, tilted his head, and the two people's noses crossed.

Before he could take the next step, Song Luo bent down faster than him in the next second, lightly touched the tip of his nose, and immediately withdrew, then blinked and pursed his lower lip: "I think I'm going to catch a cold. I'll pick it up next time."

It's a good reason.

But it was just a kiss on the nose, and why did I feel warm all over.

Song Luo, can you have some potential?

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes, "Yeah." He smiled and asked, "Do you want to use the computer? I'm going to take a shower."

Jiang Yu stood up and made way for Song Luo. As soon as he stood up, he was taller than Song Luo. , but Song Luo inexplicably felt that there seemed to be an atmosphere called loss lingering around Jiang Yu, although Jiang Yu didn't say it or show it.

No, it's just hidden.

Song Luo sighed and watched Jiang Yu pass by him.

But Jiang Yu didn't go directly to take a shower.

He went out of the room for a while and came back. When he came back, he had a box of medicine and a glass of warm water in his hand.

Passed it to Song Luo.

It is a medicine to prevent colds.

Song Luo usually talked to a lot of people, but now he suddenly couldn't say anything.

A lot of things come to mind.

Don't get me wrong.

It's not that I don't want to, I'm just shy.

Ah no, why is he shy?

How could he be shy!

But after Jiang Yu handed him the medicine, he turned around and went to the bathroom.

After a while, there was a sound of water.

Song Luo took the medicine and sat in front of the computer in a daze for a while.

After a moment, he took out his cell phone.

It was late at night, and You Wencai made an appointment with someone to go out for a drink.

When the phone rang, I saw the message was from Song Luo, and I originally wanted to ask him if he wanted to come together.

As a result, we saw what Song Luo had posted.

[Jianghu is in urgent need of help]

You Wen frowned and didn't have time to ask what was wrong.

The next one popped up again.

[How would you feel if your partner rejected your invitation to kiss him? 】

You Wen: "?"

You Wen instantly lost the thought of drinking.

[Do you have a partner? Who? Do I know him? is it beautiful? 】

Song Luoxin said that not only do you know you, but I have also met you.

Not pretty, but handsome.

Tall and handsome.

Oh, no, then he can’t call you Brother Youwen from now on?

Song Luo blinked.

[Brother You, please answer the question first]

You Wen: [Why the hell did you suddenly call me brother and the girl rejected you? ]

You Wen: [Oh no, your description means that you rejected the person]

You Wen: [You...]

You Wen really wanted to say how could you, an orphan like you, have such a thing as a partner? deleted.

You Wen: [I think people don’t like me, right?]

You Wen: [If you don’t like someone, what do you talk about with them? ]

Song Luo thought for a moment.

[I don’t like him]

[I want to hug him when I see him, and I also want to kiss him. I still have him in my mind when he is not there]

Isn’t it?

Just listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Song Luo felt his heart surge.

You Wen didn't even notice which one Song Luo was using. He just said in his heart that you are also a scumbag when he was laughed at by Song Luo's words.

After laughing for a while, he sent a voice message.

Song Luo subconsciously looked back at the bathroom.

The sound of the water didn't stop, so I probably couldn't hear it.

He turned on the voice call without any scruples.

The next second, You Wen's smiling voice came out from the phone. He laughed and said, "Then you are amazing. Aren't you a giant in thought and a dwarf in action?"

Song Luo : "?"

Youwen sent another one.

Song Luo gritted his teeth and opened it.

"You've never been in love, is this your first time? Are you shy? I'm sorry hahahaha! Can you allow me to spread this matter?"

Fuck it.

Song Luoting wanted to kill someone.

I haven't settled the matter with Youwen yet for saying he couldn't do it last time.

He is usually a calm person.

Song Luo pursed his lips and sneered. As soon as he pressed the voice button, the bathroom door opened behind him.

Song Luo's hand shook and he clicked on a new voice message sent by You Wen.

You Wen: "If you really feel guilty, just tell this girl right away that you are so thick-skinned - oh no, hahahahahaha, you are shy, hey, why don't you kiss her back instead?" Song Luo: "...

"

As soon as Song Luo turned around, Jiang Yu stood at the bathroom door and looked at him. There was no emotion on his face, but he obviously heard him.

The sound from the mobile phone is so loud.

But Jiang Yu didn't react at all.

Although he was not in a hurry, this scene was a bit outrageous.

But fortunately, Song Luo didn't know how to write the word "embarrassing", so he calmly turned his phone upside down and said, "Brother You is drunk and crazy." After speaking, he paused: "You Wen is drunk and crazy."

Jiang Yu raised it. Eyelid hummed, without making any comments, he just turned around and took out a quilt from the cabinet.

Seeing this, Song Luo glanced at the quilt on the bed and subconsciously said, "Isn't one bed enough? It's so hot."

Jiang Yu finally paused for a moment, and his eyes swept over Song Luo from top to bottom, and there was something strange about it. He laughed bitterly and said, "Brother, I am not a saint."

He was obviously a tall freshman, but his tone of voice was quite aggrieved. Jiang Yu spread the quilt over there and said in a low voice, "I can't sit still in our current relationship."

Song Luo: "...

" When he said this, Song Luo reacted.

oh.

Also, just looking at Jiang Yu made him feel hot.

The topic was changed like this, and the matter just now was forgotten.

Jiang Yu finished laying the quilt and asked: "Want to sleep?"

"Not yet." Song Luo thought for a while: "Do you want to use the computer?"

Jiang Yu: "No."

As he said this, he picked up the computer from the bedside table next to him. I took a thick professional book and got into bed.

It's only after nine o'clock.

Song Luo hesitated for a moment and then went to bed holding Jiang Yu's computer.

He ran away like that in the afternoon, and there was a pile of work documents piled up in the mailbox.

Neither of them spoke anymore.

But when someone is around, you can feel it even without speaking.

Song Luo processed a few work emails and told Bai Kai that he would not go back tonight. Bai Kai originally asked, but Song Luo told him that he was at Jiang Yu's place.

It finally made people stop.

But he couldn't stop himself.

I can't calm down.

The two of them were quite far apart.

But I just can’t calm down.

He and Jiang Yu were not together because of the novelty.

Ever since he was young, Song Luo has always been clear about what he wants.

If you like it, you just like it.

Since we love each other, there is nothing we can't do together.

The only worry was that he was afraid that the plot of the original text would have an impact, and that his or Jiang Yu's relationship would not last long.

Alas, but that was all before.

He is so impulsive now and is already with Jiang Yu, so what's the use of thinking about it.

Song Luo raised his eyelids, "Jiang Yu, I didn't want to refuse just now..." Halfway through the words, he felt that it was too laborious. It would be easier to say so much than to take actual actions.

He put the notebook aside, bent one leg, reached out, grabbed Jiang Yu's wrist, and then moved closer.

Jiang Yu happened to turn his face to look at him.

The tips of their noses just touched, and the next second, the back of Song Luo's neck was pressed. Jiang Yu pressed him towards him and kissed him.

Song Luo was stunned for a moment without closing his eyes.

A very superficial kiss.

After a moment, Jiang Yucai hummed, let go of him and said, "Okay, I understand now." "I

was sad just now, but now

I'm very happy." Song Luo blinked, feeling hot everywhere, but After hearing this, he raised his hand and pressed the top of Jiang Yu's hair, rubbing it soothingly.

Jiang Yu just let him move, and buried his head on the side of his neck, whispering: "I like you, Song Luo."

For a moment, Song Luo's head felt a little dizzy.

How can I stand up to such a straightforward confession?

Jiang Yu took a deep breath on the side of his neck, suppressing his inner impulse, "I'm going to take a shower."

Song Luo: "..." "

Oh."

The author has something to say:

I saw some readers speaking too quickly, Song Luo has this kind of temper, otherwise he wouldn't run to Jiang Yu as soon as he passed through.

Chapter 69

Chapter 69

When Jiang Yu came out of the bathroom, Song Luo had already huddled under the quilt and tilted his head, falling asleep.

Song Luo was really afraid of the cold. Even if the heating in the room was enough, he could wrap himself in the quilt, leaving only his head exposed.

Jiang Yu stood by the bed for a while, waiting until the moisture on his body had almost dissipated, before getting into bed again.

He leaned his head against the pillow with one hand and stared at Song Luo for a while. He couldn't help raising his hand and pinched Song Luo's lips heavily. The color of his lips quickly turned bright red.

Song Luo frowned and turned over. Because the quilt was too tight, it was quite difficult to turn over and he almost failed.

But fortunately no one woke up.

Jiang Yu watched him turn over with difficulty, facing him, closing his eyes tightly, sleeping quite deeply.

Jiang Yu felt relieved for no reason.

Confessing to Song Luo suddenly was probably the most uncertain thing he had ever done in his life.

I had thought that he would be accepted. After all, they had held hands and hugged before, and Song Luo had been red-faced and nervous about him. That was definitely not the reaction that an ordinary brother should have.

Although Song Luo is a straight man.

However, no matter why Song Luo accepted him, whether he liked him or not, he would never let Song Luo leave him in this life, and he would never let Song Luo leave his current identity.

Jiang Yu's eyes darkened, and after a while, he lowered his head again and bit Song Luo's lower lip.

When Song Luo woke up, he felt very hot, as if he was wrapped in something.

There was a hand on his body, and the quilt that was originally wrapped around him was no longer there, instead it was covered with two beds.

He didn't quite remember when he fell asleep. He was just waiting for Jiang Yu to come out, and he didn't have any intention to deal with the documents again. His mood was a little overwhelming, so he accidentally wrapped himself in the quilt, and then, Asleep, no memory.

But now, he was held in Jiang Yu's arms. It was originally agreed that one person would cover himself with a quilt, but instead he would cover himself with two quilts.

And it’s not the quilt that’s hot, but the people around you.

Song Luo put his head on Jiang Yu's chest, raised his hand and touched it.

…

oh abs.

Hard.

Song Luo blinked.

But what was more serious than the abdominal muscles was that the skin under his hands was very hot, abnormally hot.

"Jiang Yu, wake up."

Damn it.

Song Luo never thought that when he woke up in the same bed with his boyfriend for the first time, he would actually have a fever.

Thinking about it, Jiang Yu came back from the rain yesterday and might have caught a cold, but in the middle of the night he ran to take a bath that was not sure whether it was cold or hot.

No matter how strong Jiang Yu is, he can't withstand such torture.

Jiang Yu usually doesn't sleep deeply and wakes up whenever there is any noise around him.

When he first lived on campus, he basically didn't sleep well. The bed in the dormitory was old and made noises when he turned over. There were also people snoring, grinding their teeth and talking in their sleep, which sometimes kept him up all night.

But I will sleep well next to Song Luo.

This is the only person he can trust.

Maybe it's because I have a fever today.

When Song Luo got out of bed and boiled hot water and came back, Jiang Yu slowly woke up, with a sleepy look on his face.

Even if Jiang Yu has a fever, he is completely different from Song Luo. Except for his pale face, there is nothing visible at all, and he will not be red. If you don't touch him, you won't know that he will be so hot.

Song Luo didn't bring his own change of clothes, but it was really cold when he got up, so he could only find Jiang Yu's down jacket in Jiang Yu's closet and put it on.

Although Jiang Yu prepared a set of pajamas and slippers for him, he didn't prepare the clothes he usually wears.

When Jiang Yu opened his eyes, he saw Song Luo standing at the head of the bed wearing his down jacket, with a sleepy and serious look on his face.

Before he could speak, Song Luo's hand reached his forehead first, "Get up and go to the hospital when you wake up. I searched all over and couldn't find any antipyretics or anything like that." What else is there about

cold medicine? There is some medicinal wine for injuries.

Just the cold medicine I gave him yesterday, but it couldn't reduce the fever.

Jiang Yu was still the same as usual, with a calm expression, but it was obvious that his eyelids were a little unable to open. "What?"

his voice was also hoarse.

As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed twice.

After coughing, Jiang Yu himself was stunned for a moment, and felt a little dizzy after reacting.

With his body and frame, it's a miracle that he can catch a cold or have a fever.

I guess I took a cold shower for too long last night.

Song Luo was acting like an elder brother now. He went to the cabinet to find clothes for Jiang Yu and said, "You have a fever. I just called the doctor at home and he can't come over for the time being. Isn't there an affiliated hospital nearby?" , go to the hospital quickly."

The family doctor had an accident at home and was not in the local area yet. It is estimated that the fever will be gone by the time he comes over.

After speaking, he threw the clothes on Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu originally wanted to say that he should be fine after a sleep. He was in good health and there was no need to mobilize so much. But seeing Song Luo's attitude of not even smiling, his heart became soft.

I got up and got dressed obediently, without any complaints the whole time.

Even the face wash was made for him by Song Luo.

Song Luo had never served anyone like this in his whole life, and even his former brother had never received such preferential treatment.

And now, why do you start serving someone on the first day of dating?

Song Luo was puzzled.

He is obviously a lazy person, yet he still expects Jiang Yu to take care of him.

He twisted the towel for Jiang Yu, looked at the mirror again, and still felt strange. He turned to ask Jiang Yu, who was standing next to him wiping his face, and pointed to the corner of his lips: "Is my skin broken here? Song

Luo said, bared his teeth and licked there again.

It does hurt.

He didn't remember that he had this hobby of biting his mouth to pieces while he was asleep.

The culprit, Jiang Yu, stood there and stared at the place he pointed at for a while, then hummed and said in a hoarse voice: "It's broken."

He bit it.

Song Luo licked it again and hissed.

He didn't even think about Jiang Yu secretly kissing him while he was asleep. After all, it wasn't like the two of them couldn't kiss openly.

It was only around six o'clock in the morning, and it was very cold outside.

Compared to the patient Jiang Yu, Song Luo was the one who sneezed in the cold as soon as he went out.

Jiang Yu was originally pale and sickly, but he started laughing when Song Luo wanted to hide in his down jacket as soon as he left the house without even showing his head.

Especially Song Luo was still wearing his clothes.

Song Luo didn't care about this.

He was really serious today, but as soon as he got in the car, he turned around and saw Jiang Yu looking at him and smiling.

Song Luo said with a straight face: "Why are you laughing?"

Jiang Yu shook his head, but still smiled.

Song Luo: "You are so happy when you have a fever?"

He is usually quite indifferent, but why is he smiling like this now.

He looks handsome when he smiles.

Jiang Yu coughed twice, and Song Luo sneered: "Let you come back in the rain."

"It's not just the rain." Jiang Yu suppressed his smile and coughed twice more.

Song Luo: "?"

Jiang Yu: "I also took a cold shower."

He seemed to be stating some facts.

"Who asked you to..." Song Luo was half-sent, then he realized what he was saying, swallowed the rest of the words, and muttered in a low voice: "My wings are big and hard, I dare to talk back."

Jiang Yu really didn't feel very good at this moment . Comfortable, he closed his eyes and laughed again: "I heard it."

Song Luo: "Then what?"

"You are not my brother now." Jiang Yu reminded: "We are equal."

Song Luo: "... ..."

I didn't realize that Jiang Yu talked so much before, and I thought he was introverted.

Results now.

Why are you so pushy?

Song Luo was actually speechless.

The words were too straightforward for him to accept.

Song Luo didn't speak anymore, and Jiang Yu closed his eyes to rest.

The hospital was not far away and arrived quickly. As soon as the car parked, Song Luo urged Jiang Yu to get out of the car.

There are too many people even at this time.

Jiang Yu slowly followed Song Luo.

Song Luo was still in a hurry to send him to see a doctor, but when he looked back and saw how slow he was, he couldn't help it anymore.

I didn’t feel this way when I was a younger brother.

Why did he change his identity? How could he get angry so easily?

"Go faster." Song Luo urged.

Jiang Yu hummed, but still walked slowly, and coughed several times, each time more violently and sounding more serious.

Song Luo couldn't bear it anymore and turned around to grab his wrist. Before he could grasp it firmly, Jiang Yu's wrist was twisted out of his hand and he grabbed his hand with his hand.

Song Luo was stunned for a moment and coughed lightly.

Looking at Song Luo's suddenly red ears, Jiang Yu chuckled, keeping a distance from Song Luo, but still holding his hand tightly.

Although people were coming and going around him, Song Luo still let him lead him.

Everyone is busy seeing doctors, who has time to see them?

Song Luo didn't feel guilty either.

It was more than an hour before the drip was hooked up.

Jiang Yu's fever was a little severe, but fortunately, the fever subsided quickly. His body temperature dropped after two bottles of water. He just kept coughing. It was probably because it was too cold inside.

Because they were good-looking and came in together, the nurse came over and walked around a few times in her free time, and brought Jiang Yu a hot water bottle to put under his hand.

After the medicine took effect, Jiang Yu fell asleep.

Song Luo didn't particularly want to leave, so when Jiang Yu started to take the IV drip, he asked Bai Kai to send his computer over, along with some breakfast.

Bai Kai was originally wondering why Song Luo suddenly ran to find the young master, but when he delivered something to him, he actually sent it to the hospital, which almost frightened him again.

When I arrived, I found out that the young master was sick, and I was a little worried.

Jiang Yu was already asleep when Bai Kai arrived.

Before he could figure out how to tell Bai Kai that he and Jiang Yu were together, Song Luo roughly explained to him that Jiang Yu just had a fever and cough caused by catching a cold.

After all, we have to consider the affordability of the elderly. If it were Song Mingyuan, he would probably just say so.

But Bai Kai didn't ask any more questions. It was obvious that he didn't think about anything else. He only told Song Luo to have an important meeting in the afternoon and come back if he could.

After Bai Kai left, Jiang Yuren didn't wake up, so he just left his breakfast there without eating it.

But Song Luo was finally able to calm down and start processing the documents.

Not long after processing, the phone rang.

There were many people in the infusion room and Jiang Yu was sleeping again, so Song Luo went out to answer the phone.

It was a call from a business partner. The call took quite a long time. Song Luo stood outside the door for a long time. When he hung up the phone and turned to go in, he suddenly felt that someone was watching him.

When he turned around, he saw someone standing at the corner, who looked familiar.

It seemed to be Zhang Bo. I didn't know if he was really looking at him. He was a bit far away and couldn't see clearly.

As soon as he looked over, Zhang Bo turned around and left, still holding some medicine in his hand.

Chapter 70

Chapter 70

"Song Luo?"

Song Luo was patted on the shoulder just as he was about to return to the infusion room.

"Is it really you?"

The person who spoke was the boss of a company that had long-term cooperation with the Song family. His surname was Li. Song Luo had met him several times before and had dinner together. It was not a social type. Very familiar, but the other party had come to Jiang Yu's birthday party before.

The other person probably recognized him for a while before he dared to recognize him.

Don't blame him either.

Song Luo usually wears suits and shirts. Although he is a bit out of style and always smiling, he still wears very stylish clothes.

Not like today.

Wearing a large down jacket, Song Luo himself is thinner. In addition, Jiang Yu is bigger than him. The down jacket, let alone the down jacket, is even bigger when it is worn on him. The legs of his lower trousers are also rolled up by him, but the trousers look It's a bit bigger, and it's still a pair of sweatpants.

He still had a pair of leather shoes on his feet.

Just, it looks a bit nondescript.

Fortunately, Song Luo is also quite tall, and with that face there, even if he is dressed like this, it won't make people feel particularly strange.

Hearing what the other party said, Song Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

The sight I felt just now might belong to this person.

Song Luo greeted the other party and smiled again: "What a coincidence, Mr. Li."

Mr. Li obviously thought it was a coincidence and had no intention of letting Song Luo go. He started asking questions: "Mr. Song is here Where is this?"

"My friend is sick." Song Luo didn't hesitate much and didn't say he was his younger brother.

Just said friends.

Mr. Li said, "My wife is hospitalized here. My daughter and I came here to take care of her."

Song Luo listened with a smile.

But this Mr. Li obviously talks a lot, even more than Song Luo.

"My daughter just came back from abroad some time ago, and she is not very happy to work in her own company. Why do you think young people nowadays have such their own ideas? No, I mentioned you to her yesterday and said that you are not Are you running the Song family very well? Hey, little girl, if it’s different, I’d say you young people can communicate among yourselves." "I

originally planned to find a time to meet with you some other day, thinking that you could Tell me more about my daughter. At my age, I only have such a daughter, and it’s such a coincidence that I met her here.”

The meaning of his words was quite obvious.

After all, at Song Luo's age and status, he is actually quite popular in the circle. I don't know how many people are upset that they don't have a daughter of the right age. Although Song Luo still has a younger brother, it doesn't matter. As far as the relationship between the two brothers is concerned, There is no need to worry that Song Luo will have no property in the future. Moreover, his connections are there, so he will not succeed in whatever he wants to do.

Compared with those well-matched rich second generations, it is obviously a better choice.

And for so many years, I have never heard of any scandal about him. Apart from being a smiley and foxy person in the business world, he is still very polite and polite in private.

But Song Luo obviously didn't hear it.

Song Luo smiled helplessly and said, "Mr. Li, I am also helpless." "

If there was no one at home, how would I have been able to get this position and my experience? It would all depend on the help of the old people in the company."

"Indeed. It's different. You are so strong and strong, why do you need your daughter to replace you? You think so?"

Mr. Li: "..."

Mr. Li didn't know it for a moment. Song Luo refused in a roundabout way. Still really stating the facts.

After being stunned for a few seconds, other voices suddenly intervened.

"Brother." Jiang Yu came out with an infusion stand, his voice was hoarse, and he coughed after saying a word.

Mr. Li was stunned again, "Oh, is this...Jiang Yu?"

Jiang Yu raised his eyelids and looked at Mr. Li.

His fever had subsided, but he still didn't look that energetic. His face was pale and he had just woken up. His eyes were red and bloodshot, his lips were very pale, and his expression looked even colder.

"Uncle Li." Jiang Yu shouted without Song Luo's introduction. After speaking, he turned around and said sickly to Song Luo: "Brother, I need to go to the toilet."

He is like this now, a It's probably quite difficult for people to go to the toilet, and they have to hold an IV stand.

"Let's talk to Mr. Li next time when we have a chance." Song Luo didn't waste any time, especially since there was air conditioning inside. Jiang Yu would freeze again when he came out like this.

Mr. Li didn't bother.

I just looked at the backs of the two of them for a while.

Jiang Yuren was taller than Song Luo. He was holding an infusion stand in one hand, but his other free hand was wrapped around Song Luo's shoulder. He might be leaning on his brother, but it looked like he was half-hugging him. .

"Hiss." Mr. Li looked at it for a while and felt a little regretful.

Both of these are good candidates.

It's just that I'm a bit young, so I can't tell what I mean.

After a while, Mr. Li finally realized, "That's not right. Didn't you say you were here with a friend?"

On the other side, Song Luo accompanied Jiang Yu into the toilet.

However, Jiang Yu could obviously operate it with one hand, and he didn't need any help. He just held the infusion stand. Song Luo didn't dare to look at it, and he carried it on his back the whole time.

Jiang Yu laughed when he was washing his hands, "Brother, why are you closing your eyes?"

"It's not like you don't have what I have."

Song Luo: "..."

"Shut up."

It's not like he didn't know.

In the past, there were competitions among boys in university dormitories. Song Luo had never participated in it, but he didn't think it was a big deal.

but now.

Okay, he admitted he was shy.

Song Luo, you are so shameless.

Jiang Yu really didn't say anything anymore. He just kept coughing and his face didn't look very good.

Song Luo didn't stay here with him anymore.

After the two left, a person came out of the toilet cubicle.

Zhang Bo didn't expect that he would bump into Song Luo and Jiang Yu when he came to the hospital just to get some medicine for his mother. He didn't know what the fate was. He just saw them from a distance while getting the medicine, but ended up getting into trouble. Toilet, we met again.

These two are still as good as ever.

And he.

Originally, he was out of town, but his mother also fell ill and there was no one to take care of her at home. No matter how much he hated that family, he couldn't leave his mother alone and was forced to come back.

I don't know how many jobs he found after he came back. He did everything from driving and doing odd jobs to others. He couldn't do that kind of illegal thing anymore. If he did it again, he would be imprisoned.

Song Luo's people warned him last time, and I don't know what methods Song Luo used. Anyway, if he does any bad things, he will definitely get in.

After a few tries, he gave up.

How can I bear it when I stay in there longer than outside.

His group of younger brothers gradually stopped listening to him. If they followed him, they would be caught. Who would dare?

Zhang Bo hated him to death.

But they hated Song Luo so much at first, but they don't hate him so much now.

At least he was back on track and no longer had to live a life of escaping every day.

However, seeing Song Luo and Jiang Yu, I still feel unfair in my heart. Jiang Yu is living so well now, but now I can feel Jiang Yu's desperate mood to survive.

I hate it, but I no longer have the same impulse as before.

Zhang Bo stood at the door for a while, and then came out when he saw that the two figures had completely disappeared.

Although Jiang Yu's fever has subsided, his cough is still not gone and he will need intravenous drips for a few more days.

But Song Luo had to leave in the afternoon.

The two found a place to have lunch. Jiang Yu also had classes in the afternoon. Song Luo was going back, so he was not willing to stay at home to support him. He was not someone who could live idle.

Song Luo had to send him back to school.

When he arrived at the school gate, Jiang Yu didn't get out of the car directly. He sat in the passenger seat and looked at Song Luo with his head sideways.

Song Luo looked down at his clothes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yu shook his head slowly, his eyelids half closed, looking a little out of sorts.

Song Luo thought for a moment: "How about sending you back?"

Jiang Yu didn't say anything, but still looked at him, motionless.

Song Luo: "?"

The two looked at each other in silence for a while. Jiang Yu didn't say anything, and Song Luo didn't know what he meant.

Maybe it's because people become more fragile when they get sick and don't want to be separated?

He was also like this when he was sick, and he didn't like being alone.

Before he could think of how to speak, Jiang Yu suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Song Luo was stunned for a moment, and Jiang Yu lowered his head, put his hand on his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have a cold, so I can't kiss, so I have to do this."

People were coming and going at the school gate. People outside could be heard in the car.

Song Luo just stood there in a daze. Under his hands was Jiang Yu's hair, which was a little messy from sleeping in the hospital. He said dumbly.

Fucked.

What's on Jiang Yu's mind.

"Video at night."

No.

What nonsense is he talking about.