Chapter 122 His Obsession 2
The school bell rang, and Song Youning walked out together with several female classmates. Jiang Yao, who was holding her arm, had been her friend since junior high school. Now they were both admitted to the same high school and were assigned to the same class.
Several girls were chattering about their weekend plans, but Song Youning seemed a bit distracted. It wasn't until Jiang Yao excitedly nudged her with her elbow that she snapped back to her senses. She turned around and saw Jiang Yao winking at her and whispering, "Fang Jili is here to see you."
The handsome boy holding the ball walked up to her and smiled brightly, "Song Youning, which direction do you live? I'll give you a ride home."
The girl next to her covered her mouth and laughed playfully. Song Youning's expression remained unchanged. Just as she was about to politely decline, a deep and familiar voice pierced through the surrounding noise and came clearly: "Ningning."
She looked up subconsciously.
Not far away, a black car with smooth lines was parked quietly on the side of the road, and Ji Siyun was leaning against the car door.
The evening glow formed a gorgeous background behind him, but it seemed to serve as a foil to him.
The fine black hair fell on his smooth forehead, slightly covering his eyes, which were now fixed on her and Fang Jili with a slightly gloomy look.
He was just standing there quietly, doing nothing, but he had an invisible aura that isolated him from the noise around him. The hint of displeasure hidden deep in his eyes was like a stone thrown into a lake, causing tiny ripples in her heart.
"Wow……"
Several female classmates next to her also followed her gaze and saw Ji Siyun, and instantly let out a low exclamation.
"Youning, who is that? So handsome!"
"Is he a senior from our school? How come I've never met him before?"
"Let's introduce ourselves!"
Song Youning pursed her lips and didn't answer their questions. Instead, Jiang Yao beside her immediately raised her voice with a hint of pride: "That's Youning's brother!"
elder brother.
This title made Song Youning's eyes flicker.
"Hello, brother!" Several female classmates immediately laughed and bravely followed Jiang Yao in shouting, their eyes fixed on Ji Siyun.
Ji Siyun nodded slightly as a response to the group of enthusiastic girls, and his eyes then fell on Fang Jili who had just tried to talk to Song Youning.
Fang Jili was being looked at by his deep, dark eyes. He felt that the gaze seemed calm, but it carried an invisible pressure that made his back inexplicably cold. He subconsciously followed suit and shouted, "Hello, brother."
Ji Siyun did not respond, but just glanced at him indifferently again. His eyes were so cold that Fang Jili almost wanted to take a step back, and then he looked away indifferently.
The cold eyes instantly became gentle when looking at Song Youning. Ji Siyun naturally reached out and took the schoolbag from her shoulder. At the same time, he put his other hand around her back, moved his feet slightly, and stood just right between Song Youning and Fang Jili, completely separating them.
Song Youning finally looked up at him: "How come you have time to pick me up today?"
When she was little, Ji Siyun would often come to pick her up from school. But since he entered university and his studies became more demanding, he seldom came.
Ever since hearing from the teacher that she was close to a male classmate, Ji Siyun has always felt uneasy. Today, he came to the school early to pick her up, and sure enough, he saw someone with ulterior motives trying to approach her.
The boy and girl of the same age looked very well matched, and the jealousy in Ji Siyun's chest was about to burst out.
He thought in a high-sounding manner: I am her brother, I should help her stop those who have bad intentions towards her.
He was filled with jealousy, but he explained to her calmly, "Well, I haven't been very busy lately."
After he finished speaking, he looked up at the female classmates who were still looking at him excitedly, and a polite smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "You are Ningning's new classmates, right? Ningning, please take good care of her."
"No problem! Don't worry, brother!" The girls were dazzled by his smile and agreed quickly.
Song Youning looked at him showing such a beautiful smile to others, and felt uncomfortable as if something that belonged to her was coveted by others. She turned around abruptly in anger, broke free from his hand on her back, and quickened her pace towards the car.
She left so suddenly that Ji Siyun's eyes darkened slightly. He quickly and politely said to Jiang Yao and several classmates, "We're leaving first," and then strode after her.
Jiang Yao watched as the tall young man caught up with the angry girl in school uniform in a few steps, considerately opened the car door for her, protected her and sat in the passenger seat, then closed the door and walked back to the driver's seat.
It wasn't until the black car merged smoothly into the traffic flow that he finally realized what was happening and wailed, "Hey! Take me with you!"
Unfortunately, the car had already driven away.
The female classmates next to her were still discussing with envy: "Her brother is so good to her, so gentle and considerate..."
Fang Jili stood there, looking in the direction where the car disappeared, frowning slightly.
Why does it feel like Song Youning's brother is very hostile to him?
The car fell into a brief silence, with only the low hum of the engine remaining. Song Youning felt a little annoyed at his inexplicable temper, but he couldn't bring himself to speak first. He just tilted his head and looked out the window at the rapidly receding street scene.
Ji Siyun noticed her silence and discomfort, and took the initiative to break the silence. His voice was gentle, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Are those classmates the new friends Ningning met after entering high school?"
Song Youning snorted softly as a response, but still didn't turn his head.
While waiting for the red light, Ji Siyun quickly turned his head to glance at her secretly, carefully considering his tone, and pretending to be casual, he turned the topic to the figure that particularly concerned him: "The boy standing next to you just now, is he also a new friend?"
He asked casually, but his eyes quietly fell on her blurry reflection in the car window, carefully observing her reaction.
In the reflection in the glass, Song Youning's profile stiffened noticeably. Although it was only for a moment, it did not escape his eyes.
She was still looking out the window, her voice a little more muffled than before, with a hint of deliberate distance: "No. It's just a classmate."
Just classmates?
A dark glint flashed across Ji Siyun's eyes.
Her momentary stiffness and the tone of her eagerness to distance herself from the matter now seemed more like an attempt to cover up something.
An indescribable bitterness and wariness mixed together and surged in his heart, but he didn't show it at all. He just followed her words and responded, "Yeah, I understand."
He pretended to believe her and focused his gaze back on the road ahead, but his knuckles on the steering wheel tightened slightly, almost imperceptibly.
…
Fang Jili took the exercise book and rehearsed in his mind the lines he would say when he met Song Youning later. Just as he was getting nervous, Song Youning's figure appeared in his sight.
Just as he was about to greet someone with a smile on his face, another person was faster than him.
It’s Song Youning’s “brother”.
The beautiful and outstanding Song Youning is very famous in school. Perhaps even more famous than her is her brother Ji Siyun, who treats her like the apple of his eye and seems to be a little too protective of her.
The handsome young man skillfully took Song Youning's schoolbag amid everyone's envious gazes, and the two got into the car together and left.
During the three years of high school, rain or shine, whenever a boy tried to get close to Song Youning, whether it was under the pretext of asking questions or tentatively offering to give her a ride home, Ji Siyun would always appear at the right time.
No chance was given to anyone who tried to get close to Song Youning.
Fang Jili dejectedly stuffed the collected exercises into the trash can. In three years, he had never succeeded once!
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The black car slowly drove into the garage of the Song family villa. Song Youning followed Ji Siyun into the house one after another. Before changing shoes, they heard familiar laughter coming from the living room.
She looked over in surprise and saw that her parents, who were supposed to stay abroad for three months, were now sitting on the sofa in the living room.
"Mom, Dad, you're back early?" A bright smile instantly broke out on Song Youning's face. Like a happy little bird, he rushed over without even having time to change his shoes and threw himself into Song's mother's arms.
Mother Song smiled and took her daughter in, gently stroking her hair. "Our precious daughter is about to turn eighteen. For such an important day, of course mom and dad have to come back early to prepare. I brought you a lot of gifts. Come and see if you like them."
Song Youning hugged her mother's neck and rubbed it happily, her voice sweet and innocent: "Mom is so nice! I miss you the most!"
Song's father, who was sitting beside him, looked at his daughter acting like a spoiled child. He deliberately put on a stern face, but his eyes were full of smiles: "You are so old, but you still act like a spoiled child. Aren't you ashamed?"
Song Youning raised her head from her mother's arms and winked at her father playfully: "Mom has prepared so many gifts for me, what about you, Dad? What have you prepared? It can't be worse than Mom's!"
Song's father was amused by his daughter and laughed: "Of course I prepared it."
He glanced at Ji Siyun who had just walked over and said with a smile, "Just like your brother, Daddy has prepared 10% of the group's shares for you as your coming-of-age gift."
Just like your brother.
Ji Siyun's hands hanging by his side curled up almost imperceptibly, and a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.
He was grateful for this generous gift, but it was also like an invisible shackle, constantly reminding him of his brother's identity, making the inappropriate thoughts in his heart seem even more despicable and unbearable.
Song Youning, who was hugging her mother and acting coquettishly, frowned slightly after hearing what Song's father said, full of resistance.
In the evening, the restaurant was brightly lit, and the family was reunited in a rare and warm atmosphere.
Father Song was in a good mood. He took a sip of wine and looked at Ji Siyun with a tone of appreciation and expectation: "Xiao Yun, you have been in the company for a while now and have performed very well. Youning will definitely join the company in the future. As her brother, you should take care of her and teach her more."
Ji Siyun put down his chopsticks, nodded respectfully, and said, "Yes, Dad, I will."
Song's mother also joined the conversation with a smile, her eyes falling gently on Ji Siyun: "I ran into your Aunt Li a few days ago. Her daughter saw you at a cocktail party last time and came back with a very good impression of you. She can't stop talking about you. I think that girl is not bad either. Her education and family background are comparable. Do you want to find time to meet her?"
Ji Siyun's fingers gripping the chopsticks tightened slightly, his eyelashes drooped, hiding the complex emotions in his eyes, his voice still steady and respectful: "Thank you for your concern, Mom. I will listen to your and Dad's arrangements."
Song Youning, who was sitting opposite him, stopped holding the spoon when he heard him say "Let your parents make arrangements". He felt as if his heart was suddenly blocked and he felt suffocated. The delicious food he had just eaten instantly became tasteless.
Song's mother didn't notice her daughter's strange behavior. She turned around and asked Song Youning with a smile: "Ningning, do you want a sister-in-law? There will be someone to love you in the future."
Song Youning suddenly raised her head and subconsciously looked at Ji Siyun, but saw that he was just sitting there silently, neither refuting nor looking at her, as if he agreed to his mother's proposal.
A nameless anger mixed with grievance suddenly rushed into her heart, making her lose her usual obedience. Almost in anger, she blurted out: "I don't want it!"
Her refusal was treated as a child's tantrum, and Song's father even joked, "Look, nothing has happened yet, and your sister is already reluctant to leave her brother."
The adults just laughed it off and the topic was quietly touched upon.
However, Song Youning's heart sank. She lowered her head and silently ate the rice in the bowl, which tasted like chewing wax.
Why didn't he object? Was he really that willing to meet other girls?
During the rest of the meal, Song Youning seemed a little absent-minded.
After dinner, she went upstairs first, using the excuse of being tired.
The annoyance that had accumulated in his chest due to Ji Siyun's silence and obedience grew wildly like weeds. Song Youning sneaked to the wine cabinet downstairs and secretly took a bottle of red wine back to the room.
On the other side, Ji Siyun returned to his room and kept replaying Song Youning's obviously unhappy expression during dinner in his mind.
He knew her, and that was definitely not just a child's temper.
However, facing his adoptive parents who treated him like their own son, how could he refute their care and arrangements?
The heavy burden of gratitude was like a mountain, suffocating him and preventing him from following his heart.
He couldn't let them down, and he couldn't... let them realize his immoral and unspeakable feelings for Ningning.
But when he thought of Song Youning's lost expression tonight, his heart couldn't help but tighten. He stood in the dark for a long time, and finally couldn't help but walk towards her room.
He was just caring about her as a "brother" and left as soon as he was sure she was okay.
Ji Siyun comforted himself in this way, rationalized his behavior, walked to her door and knocked gently.
The door was quickly opened a crack, and a faint smell of alcohol hit me in the face.
Ji Siyun's heart tightened.
With the light from the corridor, he saw that Song Youning's cheeks were abnormally flushed, and her eyes were a little blurry, looking at him with watery eyes.
"Have you been drinking?" He lowered his voice, with surprise in his tone.
Song Youning nodded, his movements a little slowly.
"Why did you drink? Did you feel uncomfortable? How much did you drink?" Ji Siyun asked a series of questions anxiously.
However, before he could finish his words, the person in front of him suddenly took a step forward, opened his arms, and fell softly into his arms, hugging his waist tightly.
Ji Siyun's whole body suddenly stiffened, as if acupuncture point had been hit, and he was unable to move for an instant.
The girl's soft body pressed tightly against his, and her warm body temperature and the unique scent of a mixture of light wine and jasmine tea forcefully invaded all his senses.
His heart was pounding wildly in his chest, so loud that he suspected the entire corridor could hear it.
"Ningning... let go..." His throat was dry and his voice was very hoarse. He tried to pry her hands open, but he didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting her.
"No..." Instead, she hugged him tighter, buried her hot cheeks in his chest, and refused vaguely with a drunken stubbornness.
Ji Siyun's heart was pounding, and he glanced nervously towards his parents' bedroom at the end of the corridor.
He made up his mind and half-carried her into the room. At the same time, he quickly and lightly closed the door with his backhand, blocking out the last ray of light.
“Click.”
After the slight sound, the world fell into complete darkness and silence. Only the disordered breathing and heartbeats of each other were infinitely amplified and intertwined in the small space.
Ji Siyun stood stiffly, with a beautiful girl in his arms, but his mind was blank, and all his rationality and restraint were teetering on the edge of a cliff.
At this moment, he heard the person in his arms move slightly, and the warm breath sprayed on his neck, bringing a slight tickle: "Ji Siyun, what gift did you prepare for my birthday?"
Ji Siyun's throat was dry and painful. He swallowed hard and tried to make his voice sound normal: "What do you want?"
In the darkness, he felt her raise her head. Even though he couldn't see clearly, he could feel her close, burning gaze.
Then, he heard the answer that made his breath stop for a moment.
"Jisiyun."
"I don't want to be your sister anymore."
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