Chapter 20 He's going to throw her a birthday party
Song Yan's tone and eyes were icy cold, piercing Si Yuan's heart.
When people are in extreme pain, they want to rebel.
Why did Song Yan react so strongly? Why did he question himself?
Didn't he know he had a boyfriend?
As Si Yuan thought this, a sense of rebellion suddenly arose in her heart.
She has her own life too, why should she be interrogated like this by him?
Si Yuan slowly lowered her hand, raised her head to look at Song Yan, her eyes showing a rare calmness: "Brother, this is my private matter."
"Private matters?" Song Yan lowered his voice abruptly, as if he had heard a joke. "You are a member of the Song family, my sister. Your affairs are not private matters!"
Si Yuan didn't understand.
Why would Song Yan, who has always been cold and indifferent, experience such drastic emotional fluctuations after five years?
And it's always about oneself.
Does he hate himself that much?
In his eyes, even though Lin Shuangyu was a recognized bully, she was always bright, eye-catching, and pitiful.
As for myself, I would never allow him to do anything that exceeded his expectations.
Song Yan continued to question Si Yuan with his eyes.
But she didn't answer.
Didn't Song Yan already know the answer?
She has a "boyfriend"!
The atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point, as if an invisible wall was slowly rising between the two of them.
After a long while, it was Song Yan who withdrew his gaze first.
The biting chill faded somewhat, leaving only a deep weariness.
Song Yan was somewhat confused.
His little wish, his sister, despite what happened in high school, he only wanted her to face the truth and take back those inappropriate thoughts.
But he never considered not wanting her.
Or, the siblings become estranged.
Song Yan's Adam's apple bobbed, and his tone softened unusually, carrying a hint of earnestness he himself was unaware of: "Xiao Yuan, you've really changed a lot. Is there something your brother hasn't done for you well enough?"
These words struck Si Yuan's tense heart unexpectedly.
Her initial anger vanished instantly, like a punctured balloon.
In the past, Song Yan was always cold and distant. Even when he was nice to her, he maintained a restrained aloofness.
But the blank look in his eyes at that moment made her feel a little helpless.
The thorns she erected were for her own protection; she never intended to hurt him.
Si Yuan opened her mouth, her long eyelashes trembling slightly: "I'm sorry, brother, I was wrong."
Song Yan did not respond.
He looked up at her, his throat tightening.
Those questions that had been lingering for days finally surfaced: "Why did you throw away all my things when you came home that day?"
Si Yuan suddenly stopped, her blood seemingly freezing at that moment.
She looked up and met his gaze, her eyes filled with shock—how did he know?
The diary and photos she threw away that day were evidence that her parents had discovered her despicable crush on someone; they were confiscated stolen goods, which is why she threw them away.
How did he find it?
How could I possibly... care about these things?
"I……"
Si Yuan felt as if her throat had been rubbed with fine sand, and she couldn't produce a complete sound.
Song Yan looked at himself with sorrow.
Song Yan didn't actually do anything wrong.
Aside from the unrequited love she had for him, and the fact that he ignored her in the rain during high school, he had always been an impeccable older brother.
They knew each other before they became siblings.
At that time, they were not yet siblings.
Si Yuan already really liked this boy next door.
Later, both of Si Yuan's parents left, and all the warmth Si Yuan experienced during her childhood came from Song Yan.
When she was curled up in the corner of the Song family's guest room, missing home, he would squat down and whisper, "Xiao Yuan, this is your home too."
That's why she desperately wanted to hold onto that warmth.
That's why I secretly like him.
Si Yuan ultimately softened her heart and didn't want to see Song Yan unhappy because of her.
She compromised.
"I'm sorry, brother. I'll listen to you from now on."
Song Yan was taken aback, and his tense shoulders relaxed a little.
Looking at the girl with her eyes downcast and obediently admitting her mistake, the turmoil and unease he had just felt seemed to melt away like warm water.
"Xiaoyuan, it's not that your brother wants to interfere in your private life."
He softened his voice, speaking with the air of an older brother: "But you're not married yet, and I've never even met that man. I'm afraid you're too naive and might get deceived and hurt."
Si Yuan curled her fingers slightly, no longer refuting as she had before.
She knew Song Yan meant no harm, so she just listened obediently.
Song Yan thought she had taken his words to heart, and continued, "You can't be too impulsive when it comes to relationships. You can't just like anyone. What if... what if the other person is like Jiang Wang?"
The name "Jiang Wang" struck Si Yuan's heart unexpectedly, like a pebble. She slowly looked up at him.
Song Yan was unwilling to talk about his private affairs behind his brother's back, which was somewhat gossipy, but he should at least get Si Yuan to settle down.
He could only offer a subtle reminder: "Jiang Wang and I are university alumni. Everyone in his social circle knows about his private life. Outside of school, he's always involved in scandals and has no respectable character whatsoever. The person you're going to date is his friend. How can I not be worried?"
Hearing Song Yan's words, Si Yuan's heart was not stirred much - she already knew what Song Yan was saying.
Back in high school, Jiang Wang had said that Si Yuan was the most boring person he had ever slept with.
But in reality, she wasn't entirely innocent; Jiang Wang hadn't forced her.
The oppression of being bullied in those years and the unspoken crush on Song Yan drove her to seek an outlet for relief.
Jiang Wang's unrestrained arrogance was like a potent medicine; even though it had thorns, it allowed her to temporarily forget her pain.
At this moment, Song Yan's worried words sounded like a reassuring signal to her.
That's good. The worse Jiang Wang's reputation is, the less he'll care about her, and she can continue to treat him as a "cure" without any burden, without fear of getting into a deeper entanglement.
If her brother knew that the person she was having an affair with was Jiang Wang, wouldn't he be even more surprised?
Besides, I was the one who provoked him last night.
Si Yuan raised her head, a faint smile on her face, and said obediently, "Okay, I understand, brother."
——
After choosing their rings, the two left the jewelry store to head home.
As soon as he got into the car, Song Yan seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "Your birthday is coming soon. This time, your brother will organize a big celebration for you to welcome you back. You must dress up for it."
Si Yuan was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to refuse: "There's no need to go to so much trouble, let's just keep it simple."
She has never liked crowds, and felt that it would be a burden on Song Yan.
But Song Yan did not allow any dissent.
"Absolutely. You haven't properly celebrated your birthday these past few years while you've been away, and this is your first birthday back, so it can't be missed."
His tone was serious, leaving Si Yuan no room to refuse.
Looking at his determined expression, Si Yuan swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
She couldn't really refuse coldly.
Si Yuan felt a warm glow in her heart: "Okay, I understand. I will prepare well then."
When Si Yuan returned to her apartment, she carefully put away the pearl necklace that Song Yan had given her.
She smiled slightly at herself in the mirror, a faint smile in her eyes.
Since Si Yuan said she would prepare well, she really will prepare diligently.
Ultimately, she was still happy.
Song Yan cared about her, and this care was like a piece of candy, allowing her to temporarily forget the grievances and estrangement of those years.
She couldn't help but hope that if she continued to behave as his sister, without overstepping boundaries or being willful, this warmth might continue indefinitely.
But she didn't expect that on that day, she had clearly prepared everything.
And the person who said he would celebrate her birthday properly once again left her alone and helpless.
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