Chapter 67 Falling into the Star River
Just like that, in front of everyone, without any hindrance, Qin Shu's hand-pulling movements were natural and smooth.
He said nothing, but it seemed as if he had said everything.
Actions speak louder than words.
The others were a little afraid to look at Song Yunyang's expression.
Song Yunyang's face turned dark in an instant.
Qin Shu raised his eyes and looked straight at him, his brows still calm.
Song Yunhui on the side was already starting to lose control.
Qin Shu's hands are large and warm, and it feels like holding a hand warmer when you hold them.
It's a little different from holding hands when we were walking outside to avoid getting separated. This way I seem to be able to feel the other person's strength and the burning temperature of the palm more.
He relaxed his brows and yawned slowly.
It turns out that humans are the kind of species that want to sleep when the winter gets warmer.
Song Yunyang couldn't even hold back his polite smile, and looked at Qin Shu with a sullen face, his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:
"What are you doing?"
The people behind dared not breathe.
Qin Shu said succinctly: "Don't take speculation as reality."
This is quite impolite.
He didn't try to find out what was going on inside the Song family, nor did he care what the Song family members were thinking, but it was definitely impossible to forcibly take Song Yunhui back.
The Song family's house has not been cleaned up yet. He doesn't think Song Yun can live comfortably and freely as he does now if he goes back.
He only followed Song Yunhui's ideas, and what these people thought was within his consideration.
As long as Song Yunhui still wants to stay here and hang out with Chengzi every day, he will definitely be able to stay.
Song Yunyang unconsciously clenched his hands at his side into fists and looked at Qin Shu: "We are dealing with family affairs. Who are you?"
It means that people who have no name or status should not meddle in other people's affairs.
Song Yunhui, who had been wandering outside the situation, finally came back to the situation, and the hand held by Qin Shu moved.
He did not loosen his grip, but simply adjusted himself to a more comfortable position, and then said:
"He is my son's father."
They had officially become sworn brothers.
If you round it off, we are a family, and we have a legitimate relationship.
Everyone present looked like a tough guy, but in fact he ate the melon more diligently than anyone else, knowing that the "son" he was talking about was actually a kitten.
It may sound a bit far-fetched to say that the relationship is related to a kitten, but when Song Yunhui admits it himself, the significance is completely different.
After a brief silence, there was a long confrontation. Song Yunyang looked at Qin Shu who was still holding Song Yunyang's hand, and time passed little by little.
Then he turned his gaze to Song Yunhui again, lowered his voice by two degrees, and said:
"I promise to give you a comfortable environment. Come back with me this time."
Song Yun didn't reply, just looked at him.
His meaning is clear.
Song Yunyang knew that he was always persistent in doing things, able to keep learning, able to keep waiting, and able to love someone for a long time without changing.
But he never thought that the other party's persistence would be used in this place, insisting on not going back with him.
After a long silence, Song Yunyang looked at Qin Shu and said that he had something to say to him alone.
In the end, the confrontation between the two sides ended with the two of them leaving alone.
With his hands free, Song Yunhui put his hands back into his pockets.
Uncle Chen looked at the tip of his nose which was a little red from the cold, then said it was cold to stand here, and since the heater was on in the car, he suggested that he sit in the car and wait.
Song Yunhui didn't move, just stood there.
Uncle Chen opened his mouth and closed it several times, but in the end he failed to break the silence.
People who used to be able to chat with each other while sitting together now stand at a distance from each other and seem like strangers.
The two people who were out of their sight took longer than expected. The assistant and the bodyguard stood at the school gate for quite some time. Song Yunhui originally wanted to squat down and make two small snowmen, but he felt that the timing was not right, so he gave up and turned his attention back to the school.
Occasionally, students and teachers passed by the school gate. They were inevitably surprised to see a row of people outside the school gate and couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Song Yunhui didn't want to get mixed up with these people, so he moved his feet and moved to the side.
The two people who left together finally came back.
Qin Shu's scarf was still intact around his neck, and Song Yunyang's suit was unchanged. The two of them looked unchanged.
When Qin Shu came back, he did not hold Song Yunhui's hand again. Song Yunyang took one last look at Song Yunhui and said under the gaze of others:
"I won't force you to go back."
Song Yunhui's light-colored pupils moved away from Qin Shu and focused on him.
"Right now, things at home haven't been sorted out yet. If you prefer to be outside, you can stay a little longer and come back after things at home are sorted out."
The content of his words sounded compromised, but the voice that sounded like it was squeezed out from between his teeth and the expression on his face did not suggest otherwise.
But this is indeed a step backward.
Several assistants and bodyguards didn't expect him to compromise, and for a moment they couldn't hide the shock on their faces.
Song Yunyang was still admonishing, "Zhong Xu is not a good person. If he comes to see you, don't believe anything he says and don't go with him."
Song Yunhui neither nodded nor shook his head, but listened to him finish his words politely.
Only after the other party finished speaking did he wave his hand slightly and say "goodbye".
His attitude was very frank, so frank that one's heart couldn't help but fall.
This time no one stopped them.
Qin Shu raised his hand to wrap his scarf closer, and they left together.
Song Yunyang stood aside and watched the two people leave.
The others stood aside in silence.
No one knows what these two people said or decided, nor does anyone know why he chose to give up at this point.
Song Yunyang didn't return to the car until Song Yunhui and Qin Shu's backs disappeared around the corner.
This time there was a full-time driver, so Uncle Chen didn't need to drive. His assistant sat in the passenger seat, so he sat next to Song Yunyang.
He tried to ask what the other party had said to Qin Shu and what happened.
Song Yunyang didn't look like he wanted to say more. He just said something and didn't do anything else.
Uncle Chen watched the other person take off his coat and then roll up his sleeves.
Large abrasions on the arms were noticeable.
As if just to confirm if there was anything serious, Song Yunyang took a look and then put down his shirt sleeves again.
Uncle Chen: “…”
It's not like nothing happened at all!
***
Back in the car, Song Yunhui sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. He glanced to the side, then stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Qin Shu, and said:
"Show me your hand."
Still discovered.
After a pause of one and a half seconds, Qin Shu took out his hand.
There was a wound on his palm near the base of his fingers, which looked like a scratch and had broken the skin.
The seat belt that was almost fastened was put back in place, and Song Yun asked if there was a small medical kit in the car.
This thing is in the car, put there by a broker who has considered everything.
Song Yunhui is good at treating this kind of wound.
He treated the wound very carefully even though it could have healed without any treatment.
After treating the wound with iodine, he drove Qin Shu out of the driver's seat.
He waved his hand, looked at Qin Shu with his light-colored eyes, sat in the driver's seat, took out the driver's license from his pocket, and said:
"Hurry up and get in my passenger seat!"
So Qin Shu sat in his passenger seat.
It was the first time for Song Yunhui to drive this type of car. He was still familiarizing himself with the positions of the various buttons. While getting familiar with them, he asked:
"Where are you going?"
Qin Shu said going to the airport.
Song Yunhui didn't want to stay here for long. He had already bought the return ticket when he bought the ticket here. After buying it, he took a screenshot and sent it to him. He remembered the time and it was not too long from now. It was probably just the right time to drive slowly from here to the airport.
Song Yunhui then asked while fiddling with the navigation equipment:
"What did you say to Song Yunyang today? Did you do it again?"
Qin Shu was still the calm Qin Xiaoshu, his eyebrows and eyes were still calm, and he said: "He didn't say anything. He asked me to take good care of you. He didn't do anything, but just wiped it on the road."
It's quite true, but it always feels a bit weird.
Song Yun replied with a "hmm", without commenting on the matter, and concentrated on driving.
It cannot be said that the way he drives is exactly the same as Qin Shu's, it can only be said that it is completely unrelated.
It was not visible when we were driving on the night road before, but this time we were driving in the daytime with clear vision and his speed was always close to the speed limit and kept jumping sideways.
The person's eyebrows and eyes were no different from usual, his light-colored pupils reflected the road ahead, and he looked very steady.
He had covered half the way in this way, and the time seemed perfectly adequate.
——Then he was stuck halfway, at this non-peak time.
The traffic around stopped and everything came to a standstill.
Letting go of the steering wheel, Song Yunhui lowered his eyes to look at the navigation map.
From behind him to six hundred meters ahead, the road had turned red, and this section of the road was all red.
This is a sign of a serious traffic jam, and no one wants to see this while driving.
Driver Song was silent for a moment.
Qin Shu took a look at the navigation map and said, "...It's not rush hour now, so the traffic jam shouldn't last too long."
This consolation is really just a consolation.
The traffic was motionless, and Song Yunhui waited slowly. Later, he received a notification that a car accident had occurred ahead and that emergency measures were being taken on the scene.
He looked back at the rearview mirror, and then looked away when he saw the endless stream of traffic.
There was a traffic jam behind, so there was no chance to retreat.
After pulling the handbrake and releasing the brake, Song Yunhui just lay on the steering wheel.
He turned around and looked at the bouquet of little dinosaurs on the back seat of the car, thinking of something, and said:
"I don't know how Orange is doing now."
Did you eat well and bury the cat litter well?
Qin Shu glanced at him and said that they could install a surveillance camera at home in the future.
Song Yunhui took up the topic as they were bored in the car. They both looked through a mobile phone to find reliable surveillance footage.
The reliable surveillance camera was not found, but Song Yun felt a little dizzy. He yawned and then leaned back on the steering wheel.
During this period of traffic jam, the two of them had already done various things to kill time, and in the end they even started playing rock-paper-scissors in a very simple way.
Apart from the traffic jam today, he has been lucky and is mostly winning.
After playing rock-paper-scissors, he looked at the time, thought about the flight time, and then borrowed Qin Shu's phone to log into his own software account and choose to refund the ticket.
Fortunately, since I had logged in once before, I could log in without verification this time.
Afterwards, the road was finally cleared and traffic began to move slowly.
Good news, the road is cleared.
Bad news, we encountered rush hour traffic.
After walking for a while and stopping, Song Yun looked back and saw that the sky was gradually getting dark.
The sky in winter is rarely bright and beautiful; most of the time it is dark and gray.
The lights on both sides of the road have been turned on.
When he stopped again, Song Yunhui took out his mobile phone and opened a ticket purchasing app.
The flights that were available before have been grayed out, saying that due to the environment at the destination, several flights have been cancelled in a row.
City A, where heavy snow often falls in winter, has not seen any snow yet. However, places that never saw much snow before have seen heavy snow every now and then this year, which has hampered aviation.
“…”
Song Yunhui remained silent, then began to change the navigation destination and asked Qin Shu, "Where are you going?"
Qin Shu reported the name of a hotel, and then asked: "What are you going to do today?"
"Let's find a hotel first."
After setting the destination, Song Yunhui took out his phone and started booking a nearby hotel. Because of his previous work, he is familiar with the hotels in City A and knows which one is the best to book. He can book a room directly without asking.
He booked a hotel a little distance away from Qin Shu's hotel.
There were other actors in the hotel where Qin Shu was staying, and there were many paparazzi lurking there, so he didn't want to push himself forward.
The payment password that Qin Shu told him before actually came in handy.
After entering the payment password and booking a room, Song Yunhui returned the phone to the other party and said, "Remember this first. I will give you a big red envelope later."
Qin Shu responded ambiguously.
After driving all the way, Qin Shu had to drive the last bit of the way by himself. Song Yunhui got off the car halfway. When he left, he did not forget his dead cell phone and the little dinosaurs.
The laid-off driver waved to Qin Shu in the car on the side of the road.
He had been here many times before, and the scenery around him was familiar. He held the flowers in his hand a little tighter in the cold wind, then turned and walked towards the hotel.
The hotel had been booked in advance, and he could check in with just an ID card.
The hotel was bright and there were many people coming and going. Most people's eyes stopped on the little dinosaur in his hand and then looked away.
The first thing Song Yun did after returning to the room was to charge his mobile phone.
The cell phone had been out of battery and turned off for too long and couldn't be turned on for a while, so he went to wash up and came back to turn it on.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed with the little dinosaurs beside him, he turned on his cell phone and the first message he received was from Qin Shu.
The other party asked him if he had arrived at the hotel.
He casually took a picture of the room and sent it out.
After sending the photo, he began to check the messages one by one.
During the period when the phone was turned off, there were quite a few messages on the phone, including calls and messages.
The person who contacted him the most was Chen Chen. He sent him two messages every once in a while. Later, the messages became more and more frequent, and he also called him twice.
Pulling a pillow at random, he threw back the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed. He quickly replied to Chen Chen's message and explained what happened this afternoon.
The other party should have gotten off work by now, and the message was replied immediately.
It can be seen that Chen Chen was a little anxious. He replied immediately, and Song Yunhui also replied immediately.
The two of them were anxious for a long time before finally calming down.
Qin Shu sent all the photos he took today. Song Yunhui looked at them while saving them in the album. He took a closer look at the photo of the bouquet and forwarded it to Chen Chen.
Chen Chen replied quickly and asked who sent it.
Song Yun replied that it was sent by Qin Shu.
Chen Chen was typing away.
[Are you two finally together? 】
【Congratulations】
Song Yunhui slowly typed a [? 】.
The other party quickly withdrew the previous message.
[I mean this is really nice]
The remedy was not timely, but at least it was a remedy. The desire to survive was not strong, but it was there.
Supporting his chin, Song Yun leaned forward and poked the little dinosaur. The phone in his hand rang. He glanced at the contact and said to Chen Chen, "Don't talk yet," before answering the call.
The call came from an unfamiliar number, a landline number.
Opposite us are people from City A’s Propaganda Office.
Simply put, I hope he will write a song for City A, with a theme close to the snow and ancient charm of City A.
The other party carefully stated the quotation and time, and then waited quietly for his reply.
There are not many such quiet parties left.
After what happened a few days ago, my mailbox was filled with a lot of appointments and my phone was ringing frequently. Most of these cooperation applications had additional requirements, such as the right to interview. He knew very well what these people were thinking or wanting to do, and he rejected them all. As a result, he has been doing more computer-related work recently and rarely accepts cooperation.
This was the first time since the beginning of the year that he considered taking on this topic, but he had hardly touched on this kind of subject before.
But Song Yunhui has always been full of challenging spirit.
After discussing some details in more detail, both parties basically reached an agreement and hung up the phone happily.
After recording the song into the proposed work list, he returned to the previous interface and continued chatting with Chen Chen.
A few days ago, Chen Chen finally found a sucker to play with. He charges low fees and has a good temper. It seems that he has never scolded anyone. He is very suitable for someone like him who is new but loves to play. But there is a difference between playing with strangers and playing with friends. Since Song Yunhui had no time, he didn't play as often as before. He just mentioned that three people could play together later, so that Song Yunhui could also experience the feeling of being a king.
The two didn't chat for long. Even after get off work, office workers have urgent matters to deal with. Chen Chen complained in tears and quickly went to work.
Song Family
When Song Yunyang returned home from the company, the first person he saw was Xu Wei.
She was sitting on the sofa as if watching TV, but the plot on TV had already reached its climax and the background music was still creating an atmosphere, but her expression did not change at all. Only when she heard the sound of the door opening did her eyes fluctuate.
Song Yunyang walked into the house wearing a suit and holding a coat in his hands.
A servant took the suit from his hand and handed him a cup of hot water.
Xu Wei, who was sitting on the sofa, greeted him with a gentle smile, and then asked:
"Is Yun Yang going to see Yun Hui today?"
The news is quite effective.
He responded.
As if to ensure that the room was not so awkward and quiet, Xu Wei did not pause the TV, but turned down the volume and said:
"When does Yun Yang plan to come back? I need to make some preparations. You've seen what happened online. He and Zishu have had some minor conflicts recently. I need to talk to Zishu first and ask him to be careful not to make Second Brother angry."
A move to retreat in order to advance.
This time, Song Yunyang ignored her and turned to ask Uncle Chen where Song Cheng was.
Uncle Chen said, "The master and Director Li have an appointment to go out for dinner, so they should be back a little later."
Song Yunyang nodded.
Unlike before, there was no longer a polite smile on his face. Since he entered the room, his expression was cold from beginning to end.
They all knew about his cold and hard style, but that was only at work. He was not like that at home.
Xu Wei had begun to realize that something was wrong.
After hearing what Uncle Chen said, Song Yunyang was about to go to the study, but Uncle Chen on the side seemed to have guessed what he was going to do and added,
"The master and Director Li came back late from dinner, and it's not early when they come back. If there's anything, we can talk about it tomorrow."
Uncle Chen didn't know what he was going to say, but he guessed that it was not a good thing, so he was the first to remind him.
Song Yunyang nodded.
They were playing riddles here, and Xu Wei, who was sitting on the sofa, was fiddling with her hands, and a feeling of uneasiness began to rise.
***
In the quiet hotel, the room was heated and warm, but Song Yunhui insisted on taking an unusual route, opening the sliding floor-to-ceiling window and going to the balcony.
There are tall buildings all around.
On winter nights, the city is bustling and all kinds of lights make it impossible for the city to be quiet anymore.
He stood on the balcony, leaning on his hands and looking out. The biting cold wind blew his hair back.
As if he had not seen enough, his light-colored pupils reflected the light. Song Yun stretched out half of his body to look down, and saw the endless stream of vehicles on the road, and saw more.
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