Rage (12)
"Song Shu, open the door."
When Song Chen came, Song Shu was still hiding in the bathroom, with a highly nervous and focused mind, trying to exchange secret signals with Song Chen: "Brother, that's not right, how do you prove that you are Song Chen?"
After Song Shu sent the message, Song Chen didn't reply for a long time. Song Shu was really scared. He called Song Chen tremblingly. In order to make Song Chen come quickly, he even plucked the hair on the tiger's head (lying): "Brother, come and save me! I'm dying!!"
Then Song Chen came.
Song Shu locked the bathroom door. Song Chen couldn't open it, so he said calmly, "Either you open the door, or I kick it down."
There were rustling sounds in the bathroom, and soon the door was opened. Song Shu's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were wet. He gave him a thumbs up: "Brother, your angry voice is really the best anti-counterfeiting sign."
Song Chen: “…”
"Brother, wait for me here. I'll pack my things and go with you." Song Shu walked very fast. He was afraid that Song Chen would leave, so he popped his head out of the bedroom from time to time.
"You must wait for me."
Song Chen rubbed his brows and said, "...I won't leave."
"oh…."
Song Shu was very obedient. He simply pulled Song Chen's sleeve and dragged him to the cloakroom. "Since you're not leaving anyway, just stand here."
Song Shu said this as if he was talking to himself, which made Song Chen laugh. He looked at his watch, "Ten minutes."
Song Shu promised frantically: "Soon! It will be over soon!"
Then, after ten minutes, Song Shu pulled Song Chen to the bedroom again and breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, let's change places. This time the ten minutes have just started, so don't deny it."
"…Who told you it would take ten minutes to get to one place?"
The only one who could seriously distort his meaning and make him angry from time to time was Song Shu.
Song Chen grabbed Song Shu by the collar and sneered, "How many minutes did you say?"
"Five minutes! Five minutes will be enough!"
Song Shu paddled twice like a duck trying to swim, and complained pitifully: "I'm going to stay at your place for many days, so I must pack my clothes..."
Song Chen calmed down and said, "Hurry up."
Song Shu promised with both hands and feet.
He did pack up quickly, but he could only do so quickly if Song Chen was by his side. Whenever Song Chen moved a little, he would look over vigilantly, and then try to get Song Chen to move back with a pitiful look.
Song Chen had a gloomy face and compromised again and again under Song Shu's pitiful looks.
Later, Song Chen called and it was about an urgent document. Song Chen needed to use the computer in the living room to process the document. Song Shu followed him in small steps, and after cleaning up for a while, he would look at Song Chen for a while.
Song Chen has been able to completely ignore Song Shu's gaze and work seriously, but when Song Chen wants to go to the bathroom in the middle of the work, Song Shu has gotten used to it and follows him in like a little tail set up to automatically follow in the game.
The bathroom is large enough to accommodate two adults, but this is far from a space issue. Even if they are brothers, it would be difficult to tolerate both you and your younger brother peeing together, right? ?
Before Song Chen could look back, Song Shu had already slipped out quickly, "Brother! Don't worry, I'll guard the door for you."
Song Chen: “…”
Guard your mother.
Song Chen simply left the bathroom and looked at his watch again, "How long will it take to clean up?"
Song Shu's eyebrows were solemn, "Brother, aren't you going up?"
Song Chen glanced at him. "No more." He repeated, "How long will it take?"
Song Shu restrained himself from drifting towards Song Chen's lower three roads. He took a breath and said, "Ten minutes, I swear!"
While cleaning up, Song Shu couldn't help but ask: "555, I remember that my impotence didn't affect my kidney function in the last world, and I could still pee. Why can't my brother pee?"
555: […You still care about him.]
Why haven't you given up the idea that your brother is impotent?
Song Shu was puzzled: "Of course, that's my brother."
"So his kidney function is fine?"
Your brother, your brother, your brother. Song Shu would be bored if he didn't talk about his brother for a day, right? 555 fake smile: [No problem.]
I'm really going to poke you out, let's see if you can still call me brother.
…
This time Song Shu was very punctual, and he said ten minutes was ten minutes. Song Chen dragged his suitcase, and he followed automatically, muttering as he walked, "Brother, the place you live should be better than mine."
"fine."
"How long will it take us to get there by car?"
"A quarter of an hour."
Song Chen's answers were always brief and to the point. Sometimes, even if Song Chen didn't reply, Song Shu would still talk to himself.
After putting the suitcase in the trunk, Song Shu sat in the passenger seat and, as expected, they arrived at Song Chen's house fifteen minutes later.
"Come in."
Song Chen opened the door and stepped aside. He seemed to have been busy tonight, so he hadn't had time to change out of his suit. After changing his shoes at the entrance, Song Shu saw several documents on Song Chen's living room table.
Song Shu suddenly felt a little guilty again. He called Song Chen out when he was working.
He took the suitcase from Song Chen and said, "Brother, go ahead and do your work. I'll pack it myself."
Song Chen was speechless: "You still want me to help you clean up?"
Having said that, Song Chen later moved his office to Song Shu's guest bedroom.
The guest bedroom is fully equipped and the room is very clean. You can tell that someone cleans it every day.
Song Shu was kneeling on the carpet folding clothes, his pants pulled up to reveal a small part of his calves. Song Chen would lend him a hand when he was on the phone handling matters, but sometimes he couldn't stand it and would just help Song Shu fold the back of the clothes.
He also pushed the person aside and put on the quilt.
After the arrangement, Song Chen couldn't stand it anymore and walked out with the computer, "I really don't know how you survived until now."
It’s not that Song Shu can’t do these things, but she just doesn’t do them very well. The way she folded clothes was so ugly that a perfectionist like Song Chen couldn’t stand it.
Song Shu popped his head out from under the quilt, his orange-yellow hair swaying, his sincere and killing eyes shining, "Fuck you, brother."
This was pure flattery, even 555 couldn't stand it, but Song Chen was very fond of it. He swallowed back the sarcastic words that followed and left Song Shu's room stiffly.
555 Suddenly I was looking forward to Song Shu’s reaction when he found out that Song Chen was not his biological brother.
It will definitely be an excellent material for black history at that time. 555 touched his chin and silently picked up the camera.
It was almost twelve o'clock after cleaning up and taking a shower. Song Shu heated two cups of milk and wanted to bring one to Song Chen as well.
Song Chen has worked all day today and has to take care of him, so he must be very tired. He will sleep better if he drinks a glass of milk.
Song Chen also lived in a large flat, and Song Shu found Song Chen's room.
The door was not closed and Song Chen was taking a shower. Song Shu originally wanted to put the milk in and leave, but then he thought again and decided that he had to let Song Chen see his concern for him.
So Song Shu sat back in the chair next to Song Chen's desk and waited for Song Chen to finish his shower.
Song Shu didn't know that this would be the decision he would regret the most five minutes later.
After taking a shower, Song Chen wrapped himself in a bath towel. His wet hair seemed to have its own ideas. With just a few flicks, it became a handsome guy's wet hair with deep and handsome eyebrows.
Song Chen only looked at Song Shu for a while, then wiped his hair and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Song Shu chuckled: "I'm here to bring you milk."
"Thank you for taking me in."
Song Shu's face was deceptive. When he was well behaved, he was too well behaved. Even with the worst hair color, his eyes were clear and innocent, making people feel that he was a forced good student.
Especially when he is trying to please you or show his kindness to you.
Song Chen's hair was still dripping with water. He glanced at Song Shu's face, raised his hand to wipe his hair, and just nodded in response.
Song Chen looked very stylish when he was standing, but it was never good to stare at others. Song Shu was embarrassed to look at him any longer, so he stood up but accidentally tripped over the puddles on the ground.
It's a coincidence that the accumulated water was dripping from Song Chen's hair.
In the last world, Song Shu laughed at Shui Lianping for falling to the ground, and now it was his turn.
When Song Shu fell, he was glad that he didn't touch the milk, but people always instinctively grab something in critical moments, just like the time when Gu Chuyue unzipped his jacket, he also rummaged in the air several times and grabbed something.
If you grab something, you can stabilize your body, but Song Shu only grabbed a white belt, so he still fell on the carpet.
Because of the pain shielding, Song Shu didn't feel anything from the fall, he just felt a little dazed. When he was about to stand up to make himself look less stupid, he looked up and saw a holy light stick.
“…!!!!!”
Song Shu lowered his head almost in a daze and found that what he had grabbed in panic was Song Chen's pajamas belt.
His hand loosened and the belt fell to the ground with a snap.
“…”
Song Shu scratched his head, "Brother, haha, I'm here to bring you milk, haha, this strap is quite long, no, this milk is really big."
…
Song Shu was kicked out, his cheeks flushed. He walked back to his room, still unable to help but say: "I feel like it might not be impotence, it's not the same as my impotence in my last world."
555: [Although I know you want to ease the embarrassment, but you do seem more perverted when you say this.]
“Ah ...
Song Shu heard a silent groundhog scream, ran back to her room and fell asleep.
I firmly believe that sleep can dispel everything, including the embarrassment of seeing my brother Jiji!!
Song Shu rolled up the quilt and tried to hypnotize himself. When he was about to fall asleep, 555 suddenly whispered in his ear: [This belt is really long, and this milk is really big. ]
Song Shu didn't move.
In the middle of the night, Song Shu, with dark circles under his eyes, lifted the quilt and cursed: "Fuck, are you fucking sick? 555!!"
——
The next day, Song Shu and Song Chen talked less. On the one hand, Song Chen was really busy, and on the other hand, Song Shu still remembered yesterday that he made his brother blush for the first time.
It turns out that in addition to a dark face, Song Chen also has such a pure blush.
Still handsome, although the price was that he almost got beaten up.
Song Shu ran fast, and ran out before Song Chen reached out his hand, and then Song Chen slammed the door.
The next day, Song Chen got up and made breakfast, still quite calm, but Song Shu always felt that Song Chen looked at him with murderous intent. Song Shu was actually very guilty and wanted to say sorry again, but when he looked at Song Chen's face, he felt that he would be assassinated if he said it, so he gave up.
When they went out in the morning, driver Uncle Li drove the car, and Song Shu and Song Chen sat in the back seat. The ten minutes to the company seemed like torture, and Song Shu couldn't stand this atmosphere. Because it was his fault, he made Song Chen lose the last bit of privacy as an adult.
That kind of privacy is very considerable. No, he wanted to say that Song Chen doesn't need to feel inferior, but it's not... that kind of privacy is very private.
Song Shu tried to find a topic to talk about, and Song Chen paid attention to him, but his eyes were still murderous.
Later, Song Shu was very smart and thought of a topic that would definitely not be blamed - he asked Song Chen about the surveillance, especially asking Song Chen how he found out about it.
When talking about business, Song Chen's face was not so dark. He said that he saw the broken pieces of the surveillance camera in the green plants in Song Shu's house.
Green plants?!
Song Shu first thought of Chen Yu, as both Chen Yu and Song Chen had watered the plants. He wanted to confirm the time when the surveillance cameras were placed and removed, but Song Chen said that he couldn't be sure, but he asked a private detective to check and it would take some time to get the results.
The words between the lines are all condemning Song Shu for having too many bad friends.
Song Shu pretended not to understand. At the same time, he couldn't help wondering if Chen Yu had anything to do with surveillance. But what if surveillance had existed a long time ago? Or was it installed by "him" himself to monitor something?
After all, he has no memory of his previous life, which is a bit of a disadvantage.
Song Shu thought about it and felt that it was really a headache. He decided to let Song Chen's private detective investigate.
Because in real life, Song Shu was almost monitored by someone with cameras, and it was finally discovered by his brother Song Yinxing, who found the man and beat him up.
The beating was very enjoyable and he was cheering on the side. He wanted to sneak over and kick his opponent twice more but was pulled away by Song Yinxing again. Then Song Yinxing kicked him twice more himself and didn't let him do any more.
After Song Shu met many perverts, he finally understood that Song Yinxing was definitely afraid that the pervert would enjoy himself!!!
Out of a guilty conscience similar to that of premature love, Song Shu didn't dare to tell Song Chen about Chen Yu.
He became more alert towards the siblings Shen Yu and Shen Yu, but in the next two days, Chen Yu basically only came to him to chat at night.
Last time, Song Shu promised not to be so cold to Shen Yu, and he replied to her messages every day.
Because she lived with Song Chen, Song Chen mostly worked in the study, and sometimes in the living room. Song Shu would occasionally receive video calls from Chen Yu. The number of times was not many, but Song Chen was almost always by her side.
Song Shuci's heart almost stopped beating. She ran back to the bedroom secretly to answer it under Song Chen's gaze.
His explanation to Song Chen was: "This is a call from a friend I met at the comic convention last time. He wants to watch anime with me."
Gu Chuyue was blamed several times, and Song Chen didn't know whether he believed it or not.
[Is it similar to how you were afraid of being caught by Ellis in your last life and you were exchanging letters with Klein?]
Song Shu raised his middle finger: "No, get lost!"
After spending the week safely, Song Shu received a complaint from Gu Chuyue on the weekend.
Bad Realm: [Brother, have you betrayed the second dimension? The bond between us is so fragile...]
Because Song Shu was at work all week, he had no time to watch anime with Gu Chuyue. Song Shu replied him with six periods, expressing that the bond between him and Xian Chong was indeed fragile.
Song Shu didn't want to go out on the weekend, and Song Chen happened to be on a business trip.
The president is really busy, and the only thing Song Shu can do to share the burden is to run errands for Song Chen and get documents for him.
Song Chen was on a business trip, and Song Shu was lying on the sofa playing games. After a while, he received a message from Gu Chuyue.
If you want to talk about Gu Chuyue, he is a good brother when watching anime, but sometimes he is really annoying.
Song Shu answered the phone. There was a lot of noise on the other end for a moment, and then it became quiet again. Song Shu seemed to hear the voice of Gu Chuyue's roommate.
Gu Chuyue was nervous, "Brother, I have something to tell you."
Song Shu put his phone on the table and turned on the loud speaker. Gu Chuyue's voice lingered in his ears. He held the game console in his hand and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Brother, I think the relationship between us should be changed a little bit?"
Gu Chuyue was very nervous and was swallowing his saliva. He was good-looking, with droopy eyes, like a Samoyed, and when he was nervous, he would breathe rapidly.
The three military advisors around him urged him to hint to Song Shu, because Song Shu had ignored him for almost a week. Gu Chuyue felt frustrated and secretly sad for a while. Finally, with the help of the military advisors, he made the call.
Change...? Change what? Cover yourself with a blanket?
The game entered a white-hot stage. Song Shu sat up straight and fought fiercely, and said casually: "What do you mean by covering yourself with a blanket? Cover yourself with a blanket when it's cold? It's really cold recently, so remember to cover yourself with more blankets."
Gu Chuyue: “……?”
Gu Chuyue on the other end of the phone was anxious: "That's not what I meant, brother, I meant change, change..."
Song Shu pricked up one ear: "What adaptation? Is there a comic book going to be adapted recently?"
Gu Chuyue: “…”
"It's okay, brother, I'm hanging up."
After hanging up the phone, Song Shu ended the fierce battle and won the victory easily. He put down the game console and made a confident gesture.
He even cleared the most difficult level, he really deserves to be called that.
Song Shu was feeling happy. He stretched and found someone standing at the entrance.
Song Chen had a blank expression on his face, but Song Shu felt that he seemed a little happy.
Song Chen raised the document in his hand and said, "I forgot to take it. I'll come back later."
"oh."
Song Shu picked up the small bread on the table, put on his cotton slippers, and quickly stuffed it into Song Chen's pocket, "Brother, let's eat this on the road. It's especially delicious."
Song Chen looked at Song Shu, his eyes seemed to be filled with inexplicable emotions. He suddenly laughed softly and rubbed Song Shu's head with his fingers. "Don't order takeout at home. There are pre-prepared dishes in the refrigerator. You can heat them up and eat them."
Song Chen is 28 years old, which is the best age for a man. He is handsome, can cook, and can wear a business-style outfit to show a comic-book masculine temperament that is different from the people around him.
Song Shu suddenly became curious, is there anyone pursuing Song Chen?
There must be a lot of people chasing after it.
After all, he is his brother.
Song Shu asked out of curiosity. He didn't know. His question was normal under normal circumstances, but now it was somewhat ambiguous.
Because of Gu Chuyue’s phone call, and Song Chen seemed to have heard the entire call.
Such ambiguity is a little subtle, because they are brothers. Even if they don’t have a household registration book and are not tied by blood, morality is like a thread between the two of them anyway.
Song Chen glanced at him, his Adam's apple rolling, "Curious?"
"It's all right,"
Song Shu didn't notice the ambiguity. He pushed Song Chen and said, "Go quickly, or you will have to work overtime again tonight."
Song Chen followed his force and went out of the door, but he was even more silent than usual when he took the elevator downstairs.
…
Song Shu actually had a dinner party in the afternoon, a dinner party with Shen Yu.
Because Shen Yu will be returning to City B in two days, they should at least have one last meal together.
Not wanting to reveal Song Chen's home address, Song Shu and Shen Yu made an appointment to go to the same couple restaurant as last time.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Shen Yu was already waiting there.
Today, Chen Yu is wearing a milk tea-colored wool coat, which is delicate and gentle.
Song Shu wanted to sit down, and Shen Yu pulled out a chair for him.
This once again refreshed Song Shu's understanding of Shen Yu's love brain.
"I asked you out today not just for a meal!" Chen Yu blinked and shook Song Shu's hand, "Because I have news to announce."
The hand was held for less than a second before it loosened. Before Song Shu could react, he wanted to ask what was going on, but Shen Yu said mysteriously that he would talk about it after dinner.
Song Shu had no choice but to give up.
Until today, Song Shu didn't have too many fantasies about Shen Yu's gender, but he was still cautious, and this caution was bound to show up when he and Shen Yu met.
But Chen Yu was really... exactly like his wife in the game. He couldn't help but soften his heart, and couldn't help but give in step by step.
Song Shu's thoughts were torn back and forth, and when he came back to his senses, Shen Yu was already very close to him, with her red lips pressed against his neck, whispering like a lover: "Song Shu, I miss you so much."
The voice was a little sour, and Song Shu's heart twisted when he heard it. He hesitated, not knowing what to do. Shen Yu took his hand and placed it on his waist, looking at him with watery eyes, a little shy and nervous.
"Honey, can you kiss me?"
"I miss you so much, but I can't feel your love for me..."
Chen Yu leaned against Song Shu's shoulder depressedly again, "Sometimes I wonder if we are not in love, and this is all my illusion."
Song Shu raised his eyes and saw that the corners of Shen Yu's eyes were red and she looked like she was about to cry.
Anyway... they want to confirm the relationship, right?
A kiss is nothing?
Song Shu softened his heart again. But what he didn't know was that since Shen Yu knew that he ate his tears, her makeup gradually moved closer to the pitiful, weak, and tearful green tea makeup.
555 picked up the camera.
Song Shu bit his lip, his ears and cheeks were red, he turned his head, and his lips just touched the side of Shen Yu's face, "Don't always belittle yourself, I haven't thought about it this way."
Song Shu is soft-hearted, but he is only soft-hearted towards girls. A kiss as light as a dragonfly touching the water makes people greedy.
Chen Yu knew that this was enough. If he continued, Song Shu would retreat again. His face turned red and he slowly retreated to his original position, like a child who was rewarded with candy.
The atmosphere between the two was very innocent. When the dishes were served and they were eating, Chen Yu kept circling around Song Shu, coaxing him around with her wifely face.
When the conversation was almost over, Shen Yu slowly told her about today’s surprise: “I have a home in City A! I saved up money to buy a house two days ago, and it’s furnished.”
Song Shu: “?!!”
"ah??"
Before Song Shu could react, Chen Yu kissed her on the cheek again, "From now on, I can see my husband every day."
…
When Song Shu went out to take a taxi home, he was blown by the cold wind and then realized what had happened between him and Shen Yu.
“………”
He is such a scumbag.
Moreover, Shen Yu will be stationed in City A permanently in the future, which means that he and Shen Yu will have more contact.
After kissing someone, he still doubted their gender. Song Shu despised himself and felt a little annoyed.
555: [I testify that you put up a lot of resistance at that time, just like a scumbag.]
Song Shu did not refute, he looked up at the sky: "I am a scumbag."
This feeling was a bit torturous, because he couldn't be sure of Shen Yu's gender at all, which meant that no matter what he did to Shen Yu, he would be torn between "This is my wife" and "Fuck, this might be a man."
Song Shu: “…”
This is really enough.
Returning home listlessly, Song Shu discovered that Song Chen had returned early. A pile of documents was scattered on the table. The doors of his and Song Chen's bedrooms were both tidily open, and the house was unusually quiet.
…
Could it be that a thief broke in?
Because of the last camera incident, Song Shu was a little frightened. He nervously took out his cell phone, ready to call 110 at any time, and even went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife.
555: [Don't worry, if a thief breaks in, I'll help you collect the body.]
Song Shu: “…” Get out of here.
He walked towards the bedroom tremblingly, but before he got close, he saw Song Chen sitting on the carpet with his clothes in disarray, his legs bent, his eyes covered by his hair, and his breathing and heart rate were a little abnormal.
The knife in Song Shu's hand fell to the ground with a snap. He ran over and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
The scent of a woman.
Song Shu smells like women's perfume.
Song Chen raised his eyes, and Song Shu's worried look drew some of his attention back. He pushed Song Shu and said, "Don't come near me."
Song Shu refused. When he dialed 120, his fingers were shaking and his eyes were red. "Brother, are you going to die?"
Just like he and Song Yinxing depended on each other for life, Song Shu also had the same emotions towards Song Chen. He was afraid of death. In fact, when he died suddenly, he selfishly thought that it was fortunate that he died first. If Song Yinxing died before him, he would be very sad.
If he died, Song Yinxing might just lose a burden and have time to fall in love with someone else.
Song Shu sniffed, "Brother, don't die, don't leave me alone."
The death of an important person is the most difficult thing for Song Shu to accept.
Song Chen's hair was slightly wet, and under the slightly scattered hair there was a pair of sharp eyes.
He was breathing rapidly, staring at Song Shu, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he grabbed Song Shu's hand to stop him from calling 120, "It's not that serious, I just accidentally drugged someone."
"Drug?"
Song Shu was still very anxious, his round, wet eyes slightly opened, and he was a little angry: "Which bastard drugged you?"
Song Shu had been drugged by Bo Wen, so he knew how uncomfortable it was. He was so angry that he wanted to stand up, but Song Chen held him back with one hand, and he fell back down.
Song Chen raised his hand, his body temperature was high, and stroked Song Shu's slightly cold cheek. His eyes were dark under his wet hair, and there was some inexplicable emotion.
"Song Shu, do you want me to die?"
"Of course not, I'm not that bad."
Song Shu retorted subconsciously, not realizing how close he and Song Chen were.
Song Chen stroked Song Shu's cheek, his eyes sweeping over Song Shu's anxious expression for him. His originally irritable mood caused by being drugged and ambushed improved a lot.
"Dye your hair yellow, I think you are pretty bad."
Song Chen withdrew his hand, but in the next second, he found a woman's red lip print on Song Shu's white shirt.
Song Chen's eyes were dark and his fingers tightened.
The ambiguous scent of perfume that did not belong to Song Shu seemed to begin to spread again, filling the air and igniting the fuse of irritability.
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