The next morning, at half past eight.

Murong Huan sat in the main seat and asked curiously, "Where are Quan Le and Shen Yujing?"

Quan Le limped in from the door, "I'm here, Shen Yujing has a cold, I asked the housekeeper to bring him medicine and breakfast."

Song Yi drank the milk in front of her and waited for breakfast. She was too lazy to raise her head at the moment, but she felt a little uncomfortable with the quietness here.

Thinking about how cold it was last night, Shen Yujing was wearing so thin and was outside in the cold wind for nearly an hour, if he didn't catch a cold, who would?

Murong Huan asked Quan Le again: "Then what's wrong with your leg?"

Quan Le also felt a little aggrieved, and said: "I don't think he is sick? I thought it was a rare opportunity, so I wanted to tease him, and then I climbed onto his bed, and he kicked me off, and my foot was twisted."

Jiang Yiheng looked up at him and said only three words, "You deserve it."

Song Yi: "Well said."

Quan Le: "..."

"Then there is still one missing..." Murong Huan murmured, and asked again: "Where is Hang Feng? Where did he go again?"

A servant replied: "At 1:30 in the morning yesterday, Young Master Hang Feng asked us to send him some wine. He asked for a lot. He should not wake up yet."

Song Yi frowned in surprise: "Why is he drinking alone so late at night?"

"I'll go and see." Xu Che was obviously a little worried, so he got up and walked out.

When Xu Che passed by Song Yi and saw the crystal necklace she was wearing in the middle of her collarbone, he paused, then retracted his gaze and walked out again.

Looking at the various foods in front of her, Song Yi hesitated for a moment, but still forked a piece of Shen Yujing's favorite pancake and put it on the empty plate next to her, as if he was still sitting next to her chattering nonsense.

At this moment, in Hang Feng's room.

The moment the door was opened, the smell of alcohol in his face made Xu Che take a step back.

After accepting this smell, he walked straight in and opened the windows and doors for ventilation. After

doing all this, Xu Che was about to call Hang Feng to get up, but he was stunned when he saw his sleepy face with dark circles under his eyes.

As an elder brother, Xu Che hesitated but still did not wake up Hang Feng. Instead, he bent down to help him cover the quilt and let him continue to rest.

The room was in a mess. There was a broken bottle lying on the floor, and there were many wine bottles lying on the table.

But besides that, there was something else on the table that surprised him.

A piece of paper, a piece of paper with Song Yi's name written on it.

Every word was extremely sharp, as if there were too many emotions hidden between the lines.

And besides that, there was... blood stains on the paper.

Xu Che immediately turned around and bent down to check Hang Feng's forehead, looking for possible wounds.

"What are you doing..."

An impatient voice sounded, and Hang Feng raised his arm to open Xu Che's hand, revealing the wound on his wrist.

The blood on his arm had dried up, and the skin on the wound on his wrist had turned slightly outward, which looked simply horrible.

"Hang Feng." Xu Che's voice was filled with anger, and he said, "What are you doing?"

The black-haired boy lying on the bed tiredly opened his eyes and looked in his direction, "Did being lazy also provoke you?"

Xu Che's voice became even colder: "You know what I mean."

"You're talking about it." Hang Feng raised his wrist and looked at it, then pulled the corner of his lips nonchalantly and said, "I accidentally broke a wine bottle and scratched it."

"Can you fool yourself with this reason?"

"Anyway, don't worry, I'm not going to commit suicide." Hang Feng retracted his hand and sat up on the bed.

In fact, it's not that he hasn't thought about it.

After realizing that day last night, he asked himself, if it was him who died in real life, then wouldn't all that happen.

So under the influence of drunkenness, he made an absurd and impulsive decision for a moment.

But when the bottle of wine scratched his wrist, he immediately sobered up.

If he died like this, grandma would definitely be sad, and Xu Che would probably be too.

He thought of his birthday that day, the snow falling on his shoulders and on her eyelashes, Song Yi smiling at him gently, and raising her hand to wipe his tears.

Everyone was comforting him not to be sad, but she was the first to find him and accompany him.

She brought a small cake to wish him a happy birthday and gave him birthday wishes. Her care and concern for him were all real, and she was definitely not trying to please him out of fear.

No... no, that's not the case.

It seems that there was fear too.

Before he made that ridiculous oath with her, although she always took the initiative to find him, she still looked a little timid at that time, but she was still trying to suppress it at that time.

So, after he made the promise to her, she believed it all.

She began to truly treat him as a friend. She brought him into her social circle, and then she met this group of people now.

Although they quarreled, they all cared about him and accompanied him.

These were definitely not fake. The sincerity between people could not be faked. They were all friends.

It shouldn't end in such an extreme way.

It was this thought that turned into a resistance, preventing the wine bottle fragments in Hang Feng's hand from moving downwards. He sighed and spent the long dark night.

He wanted to live, he wanted to continue living like this, even if it wasn't him standing next to her.

As long as she lived a happy life, what did it matter.

"Get up." Xu Che's voice was still so cold. He said, "Go find the housekeeper to bandage the wound now, or I'll call Song Yi in and let her see how you risk your life for her."

"What did you say?" Hang Feng looked up at him with surprise in his eyes.

"If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself. The paper on the table should be thrown away."

After Xu Che finished speaking, he turned around and walked out, slamming his door shut.

The door closed, bringing in a breeze, fresh air.

The smell of alcohol in the room seemed to be blown away for a moment, but it was immediately reoccupied.

Having already felt the fresh air, he naturally felt that the smell of alcohol in the room was overwhelming.

Hang Feng stood up, crumpled up the piece of paper with Song Yi's name on it and threw it into the water cup. Then he took his change of clothes and towels into the bathroom and took a simple shower.

The water from the shower fell on him, and the bloodstains on his white arms were winding and chaotic. After being washed by the continuous water from the shower, they were quickly diluted and faded until the deep red color disappeared completely.

He looked down and saw that the blood vessels on his entire arm were protruding due to the severe pain. The wound on his wrist was no longer covered by blood. A piece of flesh was turned outward in a tragic white color. Against the warm light of the bathroom, it was even more eye-catching.

The corners of his lips curled up in a helpless bitter smile.

When Hang Feng appeared in front of everyone again, his wrist was wrapped in a piece of gauze.

Song Yi frowned and asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

Hang Feng turned his face away and sat on the opposite side of Song Yi at the dining table. He simply replied, "It was just an accidental scratch."

Xu Che also lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him, as if this person had not come to the dinner table.

Everyone could feel that the atmosphere between the two brothers was not right again.

Song Yi was completely unaware that this incident had anything to do with him. He just thought that Hang Feng and Xu Che had some conflict again.

Forget it. The biggest knot between the two brothers has been untied. The rest are just minor quarrels. Let them be.

"It's really strange." Murong Huan pursed his lips and said thoughtfully: "Quan Le's foot, Hang Feng's hand, and Shen Yujing has caught a cold again. Is this place so uncomfortable for you?"

At this moment, the door was pushed open again. Shen Yujing, wrapped in a super thick nightgown, yawned and walked in, saying: "Good morning, everyone."

Song Yi looked at him and asked: "Why did you come down? Aren't you sick?"

Shen Yujing answered righteously and said: "Even if you are sick, you still have to eat."

After that, he pulled out the chair next to Song Yi and sat down.

The young man shook his head, and his usually smooth blond hair was now messy. His fair face was somewhat unnaturally flushed, extending all the way to his ears, and he looked listless.

Quan Le looked at him and said, "Didn't I ask the housekeeper to bring you breakfast?"

Hearing this, Shen Yujing, who looked extremely weak the previous second, instantly got angry. He looked up at Quan Le and said, "How dare you say that? It's just a bowl of white porridge, can you at least give me some salted vegetables? How can I eat this?"

Quan Le said, "You are a patient, you should eat light food."

Shen Yujing was too lazy to pay attention to him, and picked up the knife and fork in front of him to prepare for breakfast, but he was stunned when he saw the waffles on the plate in front of him.

He asked, "Why is there something in this bowl? Whose seat am I sitting in?"

Song Yi was still drinking milk and said, "I just took it but didn't want to eat it. I thought there was no one sitting there, so I just put it there."

"It doesn't matter, I like it!" Shen Yujing said and lowered his head to eat.

It was already cold and didn't taste very good, but he ate it with relish.

Shen Yujing was about to pour himself a glass of milk when Song Yi snatched it away.

Shen Yujing looked at her a little aggrieved: "What are you doing?"

Song Yi said: "You can only drink hot soy milk."

The housekeeper was waiting nearby. Hearing this, he smiled and came forward to get a cup of hot soy milk from the dining car for Shen Yujing, saying: "Miss Song Yi is right. Although your fever has subsided, you can't just drink these cold things casually."

Shen Yujing frowned at the soy milk in front of him. You know, he hates soy products the most.

But after hesitating for a few seconds, he still picked it up, pinched his nose and drank it in one breath like taking Chinese medicine, and couldn't help but gulped.

"Shen Yujing!" Murong Huan slapped the table directly, "Can you eat properly!"

Shen Yujing: "..."

In the afternoon, Shen Yujing took a nap and woke up completely refreshed.

Murong Huan announced this afternoon's travel routine-

visiting one of her elders.

And I heard that the elder has a lot of cute animals at home.

Quan Le said excitedly: "I heard that there are many black swans in this country. Does she have any at home?"

Murong Huan: "No."

Jiang Yiheng asked: "Are there any pandas?"

Murong Huan: "No."

Song Yi asked: "Are there any jaguars?"

Murong Huan frowned: "Huh, that's scary, how can there be such a thing?"

Xu Che interrupted their repetitive and boring conversation and asked: "Then what are there?"

"Gorillas, there are many, many gorillas!" Murong Huan's eyes lit up when he said this, "Mrs. Beverly told me that she has more than a dozen gorillas at home, and each of them is extremely smart. When we go there, she will let those gorillas perform for us."

"Cough, cough cough! Cough cough cough!" Hearing this, Shen Yujing covered his chest with one hand and coughed so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.

Murong Huan looked at him strangely and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Yujing covered his forehead with his hands, looking weak, "I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable in my body again, otherwise you should go."

Quan Le immediately exposed his plan and said, "But you just said that you were fine and couldn't wait to eat roasted whole lamb."

Shen Yujing: "..."

It's one thing for him to eat roasted whole lamb, but it's another thing for him not to see gorillas.

But Shen Yujing had no right to speak here, and he was still carried into the car by Quan Le and Xu Che.

After arriving at the destination, the beautiful Mrs. Beverly was a mixed-race girl. She entertained them warmly and invited them to watch her gorilla show.

Murong asked excitedly, "What can they do?"

Mrs. Beverly replied, "They can count, hula hoop, dance, and many more."

Quan Le: "Wow! This is so exciting!"

Others also showed some interest, except Shen Yujing.

He wanted to escape and leave here.

He didn't want to watch any more gorilla performances! He'd seen enough in his life!!!

Mrs. Beverly took them to the detached villa in the back, which was said to be specially prepared for the gorillas to play and rest.

Shen Yujing: "..."

This familiar operation seemed familiar.

And soon, Shen Yujing found that it was not only these that were more familiar.

When everyone was interacting with different gorillas, the thinnest gorilla in the corner suddenly pounced on Shen Yujing and rushed towards him like a sprint.

Everyone was stunned by the speed and had no time to stop it, even Shen Yujing was stunned where he was.

Mrs. Beverly screamed: "Shrek! Oh no Shrek! You can't hurt people!"

Murong Huan also screamed and covered her eyes, and Song Yi's mind went blank for a moment.

No... nothing will happen, right?

At this moment, only Hang Feng, who was closest to Shen Yujing, reacted. He quickly picked up the wooden stick at hand and stood between Shen Yujing and the gorilla, trying to prevent this "tragedy" from happening.

The gorilla paused for a moment, then snatched the wooden stick in Hang Feng's hand and split it in two.

The next second, in full view of everyone, the gorilla stepped forward and hugged Shen Yujing...???

The gorilla was still howling in self-excitement, then he put his arm on Shen Yujing's back and patted it, then released it the next second, and then danced around him.

Everyone: "..."

As long as they were not blind, they could see that the gorilla had no hostility towards Shen Yujing, and was even full of... joy? Warm welcome?

Mrs. Beverly covered her mouth at this moment, also staring at everything in front of her in amazement, unable to believe what had just happened.

This thin and beautiful boy was not only not beaten into a pulp by the most ferocious gorilla she raised, but was hugged by it?

Shen Yujing looked at the gorilla in front of him suspiciously, and tentatively shouted: "Jerry?"

The gorilla pounded his chest and howled excitedly twice, obviously responding to him.

At this moment, Shen Yujing looked at Mrs. Beverly, his expression was unprecedentedly complicated.

He asked: "Excuse me, did you buy this gorilla through legal channels?"

Mrs. Beverly's expression changed, but she smiled awkwardly: "Of course."

Shen Yujing lowered his head and sent a WeChat message to his mother, and tried to smile again.

The police car came soon, and they took Mrs. Beverly and the gorilla away together.

Others: "???"

Song Yi: "..."

Murong Huan's voice sounded blankly: "Ah... ? What is going on?"

Shen Yujing was silent for a few seconds, but still replied: "Because the gorilla was raised by my mother, it was lost last week, and she sent people to look for it for a long time, but she didn't expect..."

Unexpectedly, it was here with Mrs. Beverly.

Song Yi added: "That's not just a simple gorilla, it's Aunt Shen's son, Shen Yujing's half-brother."

Shen Yujing: "..."

In theory, it seems to be true.

Everyone: "..."

It's really outrageous.