Song Shuyang deducted 100 points
Not only did the two of them delay their meal by half an hour, they also looked completely uninterested in the dishes she had carefully prepared. She slammed the table, stood up, and announced, "You are not allowed to leave after dinner."
Song Shuyang and Jin Zhou sat on the big sofa in the middle, and the two adults sat on the single sofas on each side. The theme was obvious: the trial meeting for naughty children.
Song Nian stood up and paced between the three of them. "You should have noticed that someone in my family has been getting more and more aggressive recently, jumping around, beating people and destroying things. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Do you think you can tolerate such a person? Ah, Song Shuyang?"
Song Shuyang raised his hand excitedly and said, "I support kicking Jin Zhou out!"
Jin Zhou was chuckling when Song Nian suddenly pointed the finger at him: "And you, you are an accomplice to the evil, your crime is even greater!"
Jin Zhou said innocently, "I tried to persuade him, but it was useless."
"It's this permissive attitude that has allowed this person to become increasingly fearless and unscrupulous. I propose that Xiaozhou and Song Shuyang conduct self-examination and expose each other. Do you agree?"
“Is there a reward for reporting?”
Song Nian took out two red envelopes, one thick and one thin. "Of course, babies who behave well before the first day of the Lunar New Year can get the thick one, and those who behave poorly can only get the thin one."
Jin Zhou put his hand on Song Shuyang's shoulder and said with a low laugh, "Brother, I'll accept it first."
Song Shuyang narrowed his eyes and said, "Jin Zhou, if you dare to report me, I'm finished."
Song Shuyang was still thinking about what he had to do in the evening, so he took a shower early and waited in the room. He was very nervous, just like a wife waiting for her husband on her wedding night. He was really unsure, so he took out the erotic novel he had read halfway last time and read it again.
Bingsi Chaobo sent him a message saying: [My dad is talking to me, I'll be there later]
Okay, Song Shuyang crossed out the message and continued to study it carefully.
An hour later, Bingsi Chaobo said again: [You must be impatient, my dad is still in my room, it will be over soon]
The more he read the erotic novel, the sleepier he became. Song Shuyang leaned against the head of the bed and his eyes gradually closed.
At the critical moment, the ringing of a cell phone woke him up. He was still wondering why Jin Zhou, who was upstairs or downstairs, was calling him. When he picked up the phone, he found that it was Peng Fan calling.
"Hey, Brother Fan, what's wrong?"
Peng Fan's tone on the other end of the phone was a bit hesitant, contrary to his usual sharp style. He said, "There's something I've been thinking about for a long time, and I decided it's best to let you know."
After Wei Yan was fired, he went to talk to him in dissatisfaction.
He said he felt he had done nothing wrong.
Peng Fan asked him why he had to complain to the boss behind his back, as Xiao Song had clearly helped him so much at work.
Jealous, he said, because he was too jealous.
Although she is younger than him, she is so successful in the workplace. Everyone likes him. They will bring him breakfast when they buy breakfast and order him a cup of milk tea. The topic always revolves around him, as if the whole world revolves around him.
Even a serious person like Peng Fan was melted by him, softened and began to laugh.
He asked, Brother Fan, tell me the truth, have you slept with each other before and that’s why you brought him around, gave him better accounts, and personally taught him how to do it. He’s just a sophomore and hasn’t even finished his professional courses. Why can he do better than me?
Peng Fan said that whether you believe it or not, I did not interfere with his account at all. It was because you are not as capable as others and your intentions are not right. You suspect that he is using unspoken rules just because he does better than you.
Wei Yan smiled coldly, insisting that what he saw was the truth, and even ridiculed Peng Fan, "Do you know he has a boyfriend and yet he seduces you? By the way, it seems that he and his boyfriend have a rather abnormal relationship."
Peng Fan said you are really hopeless.
Even if he really has moral stains, why is it your turn to judge?
At this point, Wei Yan lowered his head and suddenly burst into tears. I just wanted to drive him away. I just posted a video to complain. I didn't expect it to become such a big deal.
Peng Fan frowned. Isn’t this the marketing account you bought?
Wei Yan was crying and laughing. If I were so good at using traffic, how could I be so much worse than him?
"I was also very curious at the time. If Wei Yan really had the ability to hype things up, why would he backstab you?"
Song Shuyang opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't say a word.
Each piece of information took him half a day to digest.
After a long pause without hearing his voice, Peng Fan sighed. "I knew I shouldn't have told you this, but I wanted to remind you that this incident has become so serious, and there's someone behind it who wants to harm you. Think carefully about whether you've offended anyone."
"I know who it is," Song Shuyang finally recovered, "I did offend someone when I was in Han City."
"I suggest you tell Jin Zhou about this, and you can discuss how to fight back together."
Song Shuyang said, "Let's end it here. If we involve Jin Zhou again, a lot of trouble will arise. I don't want to have any contact with these people anymore."
Peng Fan expressed his understanding and reassured him: "Don't think too much. Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year. New Year, new beginnings."
After hanging up the phone, Song Shuyang sat for a long time, his mind in a mess.
He had expected Han Zhuqing's revenge, and it actually made him feel more at ease that it was directed at him. He was disheartened that Wei Yan had assumed from the beginning that he was someone who was selling his body for resources.
From the first moment he opened the door of the dormitory, he was eager to make friends, but that person had been looking at him with cold eyes, judging him, and imposing all kinds of unbearable imaginations on him in his mind, and treating those as reality.
His stomach was churning wildly and he felt like vomiting.
There was a knock on the door and Jin Zhou's voice was heard outside.
"What's wrong, Zai Zai?"
Song Shuyang picked up his phone and found that Jin Zhou had sent him more than a dozen messages.
He felt so uncomfortable now and urgently needed his boyfriend's comfort. He ran out of bed without even putting on his shoes, opened the door and threw himself into his arms.
There was no need to ask any more questions. Jin Zhou patted him on the back gently and said, "Don't be sad, baby. No one deserves to make you so sad."
Song Nian's room was right next door, and Jin Zhou was afraid that she would hear him, so he first carried him to the bed and then went back to close the door.
Song Shuyang didn't cry this time because he knew Jin Zhou was afraid of seeing him cry.
The gentle kiss eased the discomfort in his stomach, leaving only a sweet citrus smell. Jin Zhou had eaten candy before coming to his room.
He put his arm around Jin Zhou's shoulders and said, "Brother, I may not be in the mood to do that today."
Even though they had been watering and fertilizing for so long, just waiting to pick the fruits tonight, Jin Zhou was still unhurried. "It's okay, Zai Zai. I told you not to put pressure on yourself. This kind of thing will happen naturally, not just to complete a task."
Jin Zhou lay down beside him, hugged him from behind, and enveloped him completely with his warm body.
The air in my nostrils was filled with the pleasant smell of Jin Zhou, a bit like the fragrance of pine wood.
They were clearly using the same laundry detergent, but the smell was unique to Jin Zhou.
Song Shuyang's emotions were calmed down, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he was thinking in a daze, why didn't Jin Zhou ask anything.
After returning from Beijing, he seemed to rarely interfere in his affairs, and always watched quietly, only taking appropriate action when he needed it, or providing a warm hug to tell him that his brother was always there.
If he followed his previous style, he would definitely find out the truth through various channels and then retaliate with more extreme means.
He stammered, "Jin Zhou, I love you so much."
"I love you too, baby, go to sleep."
He turned around, hugged Jin Zhou, and searched in his pajamas pockets.
Nothing, he hadn't planned to do anything since he came down.
He hugged Jin Zhou tighter.
When Song Shuyang woke up, he habitually looked around, but found nothing, then he remembered that he was at home.
Lunar New Year's eve!
He sat up suddenly.
Today is New Year’s Eve!
He took out his new clothes and put them on, making them new from head to toe, and then went out proudly to show off.
Jin Zhou was standing at the gate, using a ladder to paste Spring Festival couplets. When he saw him stand up, he immediately reported to Song Nian: "Auntie Song, Song Shuyang is not participating in the labor."
Song Nian immediately responded, "Song Shuyang deducts ten points!"
Song Shuyang said angrily: "Why don't I participate in the labor! Didn't I just get up?"
Jin Zhou applied paste to the marble tiles on the exterior wall and said in a cold voice, "While you were sleeping like a pig, your great brother cleaned two floors by himself, washed the sofa covers, and even washed your blanket that was so wet that even a crane couldn't lift it."
"You're so scheming. You got up so early just to make me look like a loser."
Jin Zhou immediately shouted, "Aunt Song, Song Shuyang insulted me."
"Song Shuyang deducts ten points!"
Song Shuyang's chest was heaving with anger, and he threatened, "Just wait for me. If you have the guts, don't make any mistakes all day!"
The war officially began.
It was the first time that Song Nian saw such a diligent son, and for a moment he suspected that he was hallucinating because of anger.
I cleaned the stairs, dusted the cobwebs in the corners, and cleaned the windows. I worked harder and harder. An hour later, I started scratching my arms and crying, "It's so itchy..."
As Jin Zhou was applying the medicine on him, he said, "I'm reporting Song Shuyang for deliberately causing himself an allergic reaction."
"Deduct ten points!"
"You're also deducting this?! I don't accept it!"
"Question the referee."
"Deduct another ten points!"
"ah--"
In the evening, Song Shuyang asked, "Mom, how many minutes do I have left?"
Song Nian casually reported a number: "Negative two hundred."
"How can there be so many? You must be lying to me. And Jin Zhou, you bitch!"
Jin Zhou coughed loudly as a warning.
Song Shuyang groaned and crumpled up at the dining table, "I don't feel any love in this family."
Just as he finished speaking, Jin Zhou's tall body suddenly pressed down, using his body to block him, and kissed him on the lips.
"Do you feel it, Zai Zai?" Jin Zhou looked at him with a smile.
Song Shuyang immediately straightened his back and sat up, looking around nervously. Fortunately, Song Nian and Jin Jiaan were concentrating on their work and didn't notice them.
He shrugged his nose and typed on his phone to show him: [You are so brave]
Jin Zhou typed on his phone: [I have something fatter]
【I want to take you out to get a room tonight】
Song Shuyang was so frightened that he quickly deleted the two lines of text and asked him with his mouth: "Are you crazy?"
Jin Zhou kissed him on the lips again, stood up and walked towards Song Nian, "I'm reporting Song Shuyang for not listening to me."
Song Nian: "Deduct one hundred points!"
Song Shuyang's face was so hot that he didn't even care about losing points.
Today is New Year's Eve.
Jin Zhou wanted to take him out to get a room.
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