Chapter 55: You are reluctant to part with this thorn...
Song Yu drove all the way at lightning speed and arrived downstairs of Shen Zhiyan's house.
Shen Zhiyan's house is not far from Song Yu's house, and is also near B University. The only difference is that one community is at the front gate of B University, and the other is at the back gate of B University. If you want to drive there, you have to go around half a circle.
Song Yu had been to this place before, more than once.
Back in high school, Shen Zhiyan had bought this house, renovating it with Song Yu and him, designing and selecting the furniture. Even the corners of this house were designed to please Song Yu. There was a wall in the study covered in a giant photo of Song Yu without makeup. Shen Zhiyan's meaning at the time was so profound he almost said it out loud. If it weren't for what happened later, this would have been Song Yu and Shen Zhiyan's love nest during their college years.
Later, Shen Zhiyan went to S City to attend university, and Song Yu had his own house, so this house became empty.
Although Shen Zhiyan went to S City, he moved out of his home during the summer vacation after he graduated from high school. He no longer lived with his parents and did not go home on weekdays. He only went back for a few days during the Chinese New Year and other holidays. Most of the time, he lived here alone. If you come here to look for him, as long as he is in S City, you will definitely find him in the middle of the night.
Everyone who is familiar with Shen Zhiyan knows that Shen Zhiyan likes this house very much. He likes it so much that he never brings anyone home. Even close friends like Zhang Zeyu and Hong Minbo are not allowed to go. No matter how late it is, he always comes back to sleep, which makes him very mysterious.
This is what Song Yu couldn't figure out. From the details, many details told her that Shen Zhiyan hadn't let her go; but in terms of behavior, Shen Zhiyan changed women one after another, and they were getting further and further away from her.
When they really got there, Song Yu had concerns again. If Shen Zhiyan was really engaged to Zhou Nian because she liked her, then wouldn't she be like an ex-girlfriend who kept pestering her by running up to her and questioning her? She wasn't even an ex-girlfriend, let alone an ex-girlfriend's position.
Song Yu sat in the car and thought for a long time, but still felt unwilling to give up without asking clearly. She drove out of the door and walked towards the community. It was useless to think more. She would just give herself one last chance. She must hear Shen Zhiyan tell her in person that he was going to get engaged to Zhou Nian, so that she could give up.
When passing by the guard room, she had to register as a visitor as usual. Song Yu didn't expect that after so many years, her appearance had changed a lot, but the guard from that time was still working here and still remembered her.
Seeing her coming over, he greeted her like an old acquaintance, "Miss Song, you're here?"
"Hello, do you still remember me?" Song Yu was also quite surprised.
The security guard has now been promoted to team leader. He smiled and said to Song Yu, "You often come here with Mr. Shen from Building 8, but I haven't seen you here for several years." What the security guard didn't say was that beautiful women are always impressive and it is hard not to remember them. She is much more beautiful than the one who came to see Mr. Shen today.
Song Yu smiled, neither admitting nor denying, and asked, "Do I need to register?"
The captain of the security guards took a look at the luxury car keys in her hand. He didn't know the daughter of the Song Group before, but now, there are few young people who can watch TV and read the news who don't know her. He doesn't want to offend such a rich and powerful white beauty. The security of this community is strict, but not that strict. It still depends on the person.
The captain of the security guards personally opened the iron gate and said with a smile, "Miss Song, please come in!"
Song Yu smiled at him, avoiding the camera, and handed him a few tickets. "Thank you! I'll buy you some milk tea."
The captain of the security guards took it in tacit understanding, "Thank you, Miss Song. I'll let Xiao Jiang take you there?"
"No need, I know the way." Song Yu waved at him and went straight in.
This residential complex is not big, with one apartment per floor and good greening. In a place like City B where every inch of land is valuable, it can be considered luxurious. Song Yu was familiar with the road and arrived at Building 8. The entrance door required either face recognition, fingerprint recognition, or password. Without notifying Shen Zhiyan, Song Yu could not enter.
She had left her fingerprints before, and she also remembered the password. She tried to open the door with her fingerprint, but she didn't expect the door to be opened by her. She tried the password again, but it hadn't been changed. It was still the same password as before. Shen Zhiyan hadn't deleted her information for so many years. She didn't know if he had forgotten or if he knew she wouldn't come, so he was too lazy to bother.
Song Yu's mood was complicated. She pressed the elevator button and went up to the 16th floor. When she got out of the elevator, there was an escape passage on the right and the entrance hall of Shen Zhiyan's house on the left.
Song Yu walked to the entrance door and was about to ring the doorbell when he heard a noise coming from inside the door. He could faintly hear a woman's voice, and then the door lock was twisted from the inside.
At that moment, Song Yu didn't know what he was thinking. He just followed his instinct, turned his body to the side, and hid behind the open escape door next to him.
Through the crack in the door, Song Yu saw that the door of Shen Zhiyan's house was opened and Zhou Nian walked out. Shen Zhiyan put his hands in his pockets and followed Zhou Nian out. It was obvious that Shen Zhiyan was seeing Zhou Nian off.
At the entrance, Zhou Nian turned around and looked at Shen Zhiyan with a nervous and eager look: "Shen Zhiyan, I like you, very much, but I never dared to hope that I would be engaged to you and become your fiancée. I always thought that you would be with Song Yu."
Shen Zhiyan frowned slightly: “Don’t mention her name.”
"Okay, I won't mention it. I know you two are already a thing of the past." Zhou Nian smiled, "Then can I hug you? I really want to hug you."
Shen Zhiyan smiled, his voice light: “You are very proactive.”
"Is there anything wrong with taking the initiative in front of the boy you like?" Shen Zhiyan didn't say yes or no, so Zhou Nian bravely stepped forward, carefully wrapped his hands around Shen Zhiyan's waist, tilted his head slightly, gently leaned on his chest, and closed his eyes in satisfaction: "I finally hugged the boy I like."
Shen Zhiyan didn't push her away, nor did he hug her back. His face was in the shadow of the light, so dim and blurry that it was hard to see clearly.
Zhou Nian raised her head and asked again, her voice soft and gentle, not at all like her usual gossipy self. It was obvious that she was speaking from the heart: "My mother said that feelings can be cultivated. Shen Zhiyan, can I expect you to like me in the future?"
"Maybe! I don't know."
Although Shen Zhiyan made no promises, Zhou Nian was still happy. "Marriage first, love later seems not bad." In addition to the status and position that Shen Zhiyan represented, she also liked the unpredictable and elusive feeling of Shen Zhiyan and the desire for challenge that she could not grasp.
There was a hint of teasing in Shen Zhiyan’s voice, “I can’t promise anything.”
Song Yu saw this.
She didn't read any further.
No matter what Shen Zhiyan's purpose was in getting engaged to Zhou Nian, the fact that he was willing to take the time to talk to Zhou Nian meant that he did not hate Zhou Nian, and Song Yu also heard him admit with his own mouth that he would get engaged to Zhou Nian.
Enough!
That's enough
Song Yu walked down the escape passage and left quietly without disturbing anyone.
When she reached the guard room, she even said to the guard captain in a calm tone, “Don’t tell Mr. Shen that I’ve been here.”
"Okay, Miss Song." The captain of the security guards was not surprised at all. He had expected this outcome as early as when he let Song Yu in. The reason why he dared to let Song Yu in and was not afraid of a fight between the two sides was that he knew that Song Yu was a decent person. Decent people would not be hysterical and make things look ugly.
Song Yu handed over a few more tickets and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
The captain of the security guard took it and said, "Thank you, Miss Song. Miss Song, you won't come here again in the future, right?"
"Yes! I won't come here again."
The captain of the security guard said regretfully: "Then we can only see Miss Song on the Internet and on TV from now on." He made a joke.
Song Yu also smiled. The smart man reacted immediately and said, "Then please support Song's products."
"Of course!" The captain of the security guard opened the door for Song Yu. "Goodbye, Miss Song!"
"goodbye!"
Song Yu got into the car calmly and drove away calmly, as calmly as if he had never been there.
Shen Zhiyan, no matter what your difficulties are, I will not give you another chance.
I, Song Yu, will not interfere in other people's relationships, nor will I be interested in other people's fiancés.
As for whether you are faking it or not, I have no interest in knowing, and I would not be interested in a second-hand man who was engaged to someone else and broke up with her.
Even if you are Shen Zhiyan, it won’t work.
Even if you figure it out, you can't help feeling depressed. Days like these are good for drinking, getting drunk, and having a good sleep. Tomorrow will be a new beginning.
Song Yu drove directly to Juesen and asked the six most popular and expensive male models in the bar to drink with her. When Zhou Ci rushed over from home, Song Yu was already drunk and was lying in the arms of a male model, watching the other male models dance.
This situation is very similar to the princess's several favorites. The one who holds her is responsible for serving and feeding her, sometimes feeding her wine, sometimes feeding her a piece of fruit, and sometimes giving her some water when she is thirsty, and letting her touch him when she feels like it; the dancing ones, wanting to attract her attention, all pose in front of her, touching their chests and twisting their waists, with intoxicated expressions, and in order to show their waist strength, their hips shake like small electric motors.
When Zhou Ci pushed the door open, he saw this disgusting scene. He was so angry that he drove all the male models away with a gloomy face. He also turned off the loud music, and the box suddenly became quiet.
Song Yu opened his drunken red eyes, and after a long effort, he finally held Zhou Ci's face with his hands: "Little friend, you're here?"
Zhou Ci looked at her, his deep eyes suppressing the surging fire: "I drove those people away. There is no one else in the box now. Sister, you can cry if you want!"
Song Yu was too drunk to sit still and fell backwards. Zhou Ci quickly grabbed her waist and pulled her back. His voice was hoarse, "Sister, you're drunk. It's not safe to sit alone. Let me hold you and sit! You'll be more comfortable this way."
Song Yu lay in Zhou Ci's arms, shaking her head with great effort, her tone stubborn: "I... won't cry! I... will only cry... for those who... love me. Those who... don't love me... are not... worthy... of... my tears..." She raised her head, "Chen Zhi... Yan, has long... not been... an... important person. I... won't cry... for... him..."
Song Yu's face was red and her lips were rosy. Zhou Ci felt his throat was itchy, very itchy, as if there was a feather playfully plucking in his throat, making him feel very itchy.
His sister's mouth was so tempting, he really wanted to kiss her, it must be so sweet.
The smell of alcohol on his sister was intoxicating, and he just wanted to hug her tighter and tighter.
"Am I an important person in my sister's heart?"
"You! Are!" Song Yu gave him affirmation, "Little friend... I am actually... still a little... sad..." Song Yu finally stopped being stubborn and told the truth, "I... used to... really... like... Chen Zhiyan..."
"I know, sister, it's because he appeared too early, earlier than me, and I have no way to drive him out of your life, so I allow his existence, but I only allow him to exist once." Taking advantage of the fact that Song Yu was drunk and had blacked out, Zhou Ci dared to speak the truth.
He picked up the bottle and poured a glass of wine for Song Yu. "I'll drink with my sister. Today we won't go home until we're drunk. Tomorrow we'll completely forget about Chen Zhiyan and start over, okay? There's more than one Chen Zhiyan in this world. Sister, you can take another look at her carefully. For example, I, at least, can't bear to make her so sad."
"You?" Song Yu seemed to understand, and she twisted her body with laughter, "You are... my brother..."
Zhou Ci was a little uncomfortable with Song Yu's twisting, so he could only hold her down. His tone was also a little annoyed: "I don't want to be my sister's brother anymore. From now on, I won't call you sister, I will call you Song Yu."
"No! No!" Song Yu made a cute "X" with his fingers on his chest, "You are... my brother..."
Zhou Ci drank the whole glass of wine first, then said to Song Yu: "Song Yu, Song Yu, Song Yu..."
"Ah... I don't want to hear..." Song Yu shook his head and covered his ears, then chuckled to himself, "I can't hear anymore..."
Zhou Ci pulled away her hands covering her ears and continued chanting in her ears: "Song Yu Song Yu Song Yu..."
"Ah...hateful..." Song Yu pushed him away and accidentally touched his chest muscles. She felt that the touch was very good and couldn't help but touch it again. She also pinched it. The texture was delicate and elastic. "Wow, it feels so good..." She even unconsciously drew circles on Zhou Ci's chest muscles.
Zhou Ci groaned, unable to hold back any longer, and pulled Song Yu into his arms again, hugging her tightly and turning his head to face her.
Neither of the two people in the box spoke. The background music was playing softly, and other than that, the only sounds were saliva and swallowing.
It was unknown how long it took before Song Yu was released. Her lips were even redder and more vivid, as if they were swollen. She looked at Zhou Ci, completely dazed, "So, this is what kissing feels like?"
She looked so cute that Zhou Ci couldn't help but want to kiss her again, "Do you like it, sister?"
"I like it! I want more!" Without waiting for Zhou Ci's consent, Song Yu raised his head, held Zhou Ci's face with one hand, hooked Zhou Ci's neck with the other hand, pulled his head down, and put his lips directly on top of it.
This time it really took a very long time, so long that Song Yu couldn't breathe. He struggled desperately and slapped him hard before he was let go.
Zhou Ci was still not satisfied. He leaned his head against Song Yu and coaxed her, "Sister, do you want more?"
Song Yu shook his head non-stop, "No, it hurts!"
"Can I be gentler, please?"
“No, no, no!”
Song Yu shook her head even faster, and Zhou Ci suspected she would make him dizzy. He quickly said, "Well, let's not do that. Let's go home."
"Go home?" Song Yu opened his drunken eyes, as if trying to understand the meaning of these two words. It took him a long time to understand, and he shook his head again and again: "No, no, no! I want to drink, I want to drink! Where are you? Where did you go? Why are you the only one here? You said you would drink with me all night."
Zhou Ci held her waist lightly with one hand to prevent her from falling off the sofa. He said, "They are so dirty and they even took advantage of me. I chased them all away. Don't go drink with others. I'll drink with you, okay?"
"You?" Song Yu looked at him very hard, as if evaluating whether he was qualified to drink with him. After looking at him for a long time, he suddenly laughed out loud: "You are so handsome, just like my younger brother!"
This was the first time Song Yu had gotten so drunk, and Zhou Ci had no experience dealing with it, so he could only go along with her: "Then can I drink with you?"
"Yes!" Song Yu nodded heavily.
"Then find me to drink with you, and you can't find anyone else, okay?"
This embarrassed Song Yu. He frowned and hesitated for a long time before he nodded and said, "Since you are so handsome, okay!"
Song Yu was so drunk that he really thought Zhou Ci was a male model in the bar. Zhou Ci was not angry. No matter what his sister was like, she was cute and beautiful in his eyes. No matter who he was angry with, he would never be angry with his sister.
"Pour me some wine!" Song Yuren was staggering, unable to sit steadily even with Zhou Ci's support, but her aura was strong. She gave Zhou Ci orders with ease, showing the arrogance of a rich woman.
Zhou Ci obediently poured half of it and added half a cup of water to her drink. "Sister, you are drunk. Drink less, otherwise you will have a headache tomorrow morning."
"You're nosy." Song Yu muttered, took the wine glass from his hand and took a sip. He felt something was wrong, so he took another sip. He still felt something was wrong, so he took another sip. "So weird..."
Even though Zhou Ci only drank half a cup of diluted wine, Song Yu drank quite a bit. Zhou Ci felt a little drunk after drinking with her. He looked at his watch and called the driver to pick him and Song Yu up.
On the way back, Song Yu was restless. Sometimes she said she hadn't drunk enough and kept arguing for more. Sometimes she felt hot and wanted to take off her clothes. Sometimes she touched Zhou Ci all over. If Zhou Ci hadn't held her in his arms, she might have caused some trouble.
After finally arriving home, Zhou Ci breathed a sigh of relief, and the driver also breathed a sigh of relief.
Along the way, the driver didn't dare to look around. He just stared at the road conditions in front and concentrated on driving his car. The boss in the back seat looked at him murderously in the rearview mirror. If he saw anything he shouldn't see, he would probably pack up and leave tomorrow and never come back.
After watching the boss take Miss Song to the elevator and leave, the driver wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and drove away quickly. As for whether something would happen between the boss and Miss Song tonight, that was not within his consideration as a driver. In short, he just wanted to keep his job.
Zhou Ci half hugged and half embraced Song Yu and brought him home.
Song Yu stopped making a fuss at this moment and was quiet. Zhou Ci helped her sit on the sofa. She couldn't sit steadily, so she leaned against it obediently.
Seeing how well-behaved she was, Zhou Ci loved her so much that he couldn't help but rub her smooth cheek with his hand: "Sister, sit here for a while, I'll go run you a bath."
Song Yu opened his closed eyes slightly and looked at him with a blank look, as if he didn't understand.
Zhou Ci didn't respond to the drunk Song Yu. He touched Song Yu's face again, then got up and went to Song Yu's bedroom to help her run a bath.
After the water was ready, he carried Song Yu to the bathtub in his arms and put her down: "Sister, can you wash yourself?"
Song Yu leaned against the wall next to the bathtub, looked at Zhou Ci with drunken eyes, and started to take off her clothes without saying a word. She took off her coat, but couldn't take off her pullover. She got anxious and pulled it down hard. Zhou Ci had no choice but to help her take off the sweater.
The skin beneath the sweater was as white as jade, a beautiful sight. Song Yu stretched out his slender arms and tugged at the last button.
It was freezing cold outside, but warm as spring inside the house. The bathroom was still steaming. Song Yu's action of taking off his clothes was like a silent invitation to Zhou Ci.
"Why are you so beautiful!" Song Yu threw the cloth in his hand into the air, took two steps forward, and put his arms around Zhou Ci's neck, "I want to sleep with you!"
Zhou Ci took his eyes off her with difficulty and asked her with difficulty: "Do you know who I am?"
"I know, you're such a handsome guy that I want to sleep with you." It was rare that Song Yu said this without any hesitation.
"Sister, do you know what you are saying?" It was the sound of Zhou Ci swallowing his saliva.
Song Yu placed his hand on his body and squinted his eyes in satisfaction: "So comfortable!"
Zhou Ci's eyes turned red. He hugged Song Yu and took the lead.
Most men can learn this by themselves, especially in front of the woman they like. Their self-control is very poor and they can't stand the slightest provocation.
Some things, once started, cannot be stopped by you, the one who started it.
That night, the water in the bathtub splashed everywhere. No matter how expensive the bed was, it couldn't withstand such a level of vibration and it shook all night long.
Sister, I heard everything you and Xia Zhi said in the milk tea shop. I can't allow you to always forget Chen Zhiyan. You are reluctant to pull out this thorn, so I will pull it out for you.
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