Chapter 35 Chapter 35 It's not your turn to pity men
Xin Tong went out, wiped away her tears, and went straight to Song Qingyun's house.
After taking a shower, he crawled onto Song Qingyun's bed and refused to get down.
"I'm not going back." She turned over and hugged the toy rabbit on Song Qingyun's bed. "I don't care. You have to take me in. Go get me some chocolate milk. We'll watch the variety show together later."
Song Qingyun smiled helplessly and said okay. He turned and went downstairs to the kitchen.
There was only a little bit of chocolate powder left in the bag. Song Qingyun looked up and opened the upper cabinet door - the nanny had placed a new bag of chocolate powder on the top of the cabinet.
The cabinet is too high.
She stood on tiptoe and stretched out her hand to reach it.
The next moment, a long, broad hand suddenly covered the back of her hand, and the chocolate powder was easily taken away.
Song Qingyun was stunned.
In a panic, she tried to turn around, but a tall, hot body loomed behind her. Her back pressed against a warm chest, the close contact between them through the thin fabric startling her.
She subconsciously tried to push him away, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it against her chest easily.
Her hands were grasped, and she was bent over by the weight behind her, her whole body pressed firmly against the kitchen counter.
The man pecked and kissed her neck in a somewhat chaotic manner.
"Don't!"
Song Qingyun's heart was beating very fast. Xin Tong was upstairs at the moment. She was afraid that the two of them would be discovered at this moment. She hurriedly avoided the man's kiss, and her voice was filled with pleading, "Don't! Please..."
The next second, her chin was easily lifted up by two slender fingers. Song Tingfeng turned her chin and looked at her.
"Who asked her to come?"
The man's voice was deep, and his handsome face was hidden in the dim light, exuding a sense of coldness and danger.
"She's my best friend, and she wants to live at my house." Her voice was shaking, she was so afraid that Xin Tong would find out. "Please, can you please not be like this for the next few days?"
"Please me?"
Song Qingyun heard the man's chuckle.
"who I am?"
Song Qingyun lowered his head and spoke slowly.
"Please...brother."
My brother. My brother who is not related to me by blood.
The word "brother" was like a switch that triggered some hidden emotions. The man's breathing suddenly became heavier, and his arms tightened around her, as if he wanted to embed himself into her bones. He kissed her ear with a chaotic kiss, then moved down her neck.
"Why wouldn't you want this?"
"Xiaoyun feels very comfortable when you kiss, doesn't she?"
"We have the same last name, went to school together, and grew up together. It's only natural that we should kiss each other and sleep together. No one in the world is more suitable than us."
The ruthless, young and promising head of the Song family was now using the most tender words to gently coax the girl in his arms.
She was clumsy and foolish, unable to process complex thoughts, and possessed of little energy to resist. A little sister, his own sister, a foolish one who would be bullied by others, by the world. When she was 18, he had coaxed her into stepping into a trap he had carefully woven. He didn't consider it a sin; he saw it as a spiritual connection.
His voice was low and full of fatigue.
"There are too many things to do at the company, and I'm the only one who's handling it. I'm under a lot of pressure, and there's no one I can talk to."
Song Qingyun's hand was grabbed and pressed towards a hot spot.
"Xiaoyun, can you please have pity on your brother?"
His voice was surprisingly hoarse, with a scalding temperature, a pleading, longing tone.
“It’s very hard to bear.”
"My brother is very pitiful."
Song Qingyun slowly lost the strength to resist.
She thought, her brother must be quite pitiful. They were the only two children in the family, and she couldn't help much with running the company. He was only two years older than her, yet he had taken over the heavy responsibility from their father at such a young age, and his achievements were obvious to all.
Song Tingfeng sniffed softly in the crook of her neck as if he was sick. His whole body felt hot and burning, and he looked like he was in real pain.
——My brother is indeed pitiful.
Song Qingyun thought.
"Song Qingyun—Where are you—The variety show is starting—"
A female voice, drawn out, suddenly sounded nearby.
Song Qingyun suddenly woke up and struggled to break free. He didn't care about the man's suddenly gloomy face behind him. He grabbed the chocolate powder at hand and ran to the kitchen door in a few steps, quickly putting distance between him and the man.
"Here."
She tried hard to suppress the trembling in her voice. The next second, she saw Xin Tong yawning and appearing in front of her in pajamas.
"Hurry up! Take it upstairs and soak it. The new issue is out!"
Xin Tong picked up the chocolate powder and glanced behind her. Suddenly she saw the tall man and was startled. She laughed dryly and said, "Brother Tingfeng. So you're here too. Let's go up first."
After saying that, he quickly took her hand and left.
*
"Don't mention it. That stepbrother of mine has his birthday next week, and he's forcing me to go to Hokkaido with him. He's that pretentious, arrogant, and unassuming person. He looks like an elite, young, and promising person, but he's actually quite evil."
"I don't want to go!"
Xin Tong lay on the bed and complained.
"To be honest, I haven't heard much about him in my life, even though I've been back home for a month. I only know that he's an orphan, adopted by my parents from an orphanage. I heard he's been very outstanding since he was young, and my parents put more effort into raising him than they did into raising me," Xin Tong said gloomily.
"But, actually, I've always had a question. I still don't know why my parents adopted him."
"I mean, why him?"
Song Qingyun looked at her best friend. She seemed to have gradually become desensitized to the fact that she was abandoned by her parents because she was useless and chose someone else.
But I still have some questions in my mind. I want to analyze it carefully, but it is too painful. I can't ask the person involved for confirmation, otherwise it will seem unreasonable.
So I can only keep it in my heart silently, like a scar that cannot be uncovered.
The two of them had been together since childhood and had a close relationship. Song Qingyun also disliked He Tianqi. However, when she learned that He Tianqi was an orphan, Song Qingyun felt a sense of sympathy for him for no reason.
"Actually, he's a bit pitiful. He has no parents."
"Is he pitiful?"
Xin Tong officially twisted Song Qingyun's shoulders, wishing she could pinch this silly best friend to wake her up.
"He's a man. How could a man need your pity?"
"Even if he wasn't adopted by my parents and wasn't my competitor, I wouldn't feel sorry for him."
"What orphan girl in the world is less pitiful than him?"
"If she were an orphan, she would either be starving to death on the streets or locked up by an old bachelor and forced to have children."
"Men have everything from the moment they are born."
"Song Qingyun, let me tell you my thoughts on life. It's not your turn to pity a man."
Song Qingyun was stunned on the spot.
After a few seconds, he muttered to himself.
"You have a point."
After a while, he repeated again, "You are right."
Song Qingyun's big, beautiful eyes didn't blink. She stared at the wall in a daze.
So, is her brother pitiful?
Song Tingfeng always said he was pitiful. He liked Song Qingyun and wanted to kiss her, but was always rejected. He was pitiful. He took on all the family affairs and bore all the pressure at such a young age. He was pitiful. He wanted to be with Song Qingyun forever, but had to consider all the practical factors. He was pitiful.
Song Qingyun tried to think about it in the same way as Xin Tong just did.
It was obvious that Song Tingfeng had enjoyed everything since he was born.
At the age of 22, he naturally and gloriously took over the baton from his father and took over this huge business group. From then on, he led the Song family to rapid development in the biopharmaceutical industry.
He holds a high position, is highly respected, and no one dares to offend him.
But she will always be known as "the useless and foolish young lady of the Song family" in everyone's eyes.
——Song Tingfeng doesn’t seem to be pitiful at all.
No, no. But. But.
Song Qingyun's mind was stretched to its limit by this thought. All of this seemed to contradict the understanding she had been taught. She shook her head, unable to comprehend it any further.
She looked at Xin Tong who was sleeping quietly beside her and gently covered her with a blanket.
*
Xin Tong leaned against the corridor window, looking at the snow scene outside the window boredly.
La Vista Daisetsuzan Hotel, Hokkaido, Japan.
Yes, she came after all. She was forced to come.
Xin Tong's resentment is comparable to that of a female ghost.
Forget it, she told herself to be more open-minded. Since she was already here, she might as well take it as a break and have some fun. Before leaving, she and Jiang Yuanbin asked for leave, saying that she would be forced to join a family trip to Japan and would not see him for two weeks.
Jiang Yuanbin glanced at her and asked, "What do you mean by asking for leave?"
Xin Tong: "If you can't come to class, of course you have to ask for leave."
Jiang Yuanbin: "You call this a lesson? I haven't taught you a single word."
Xin Tong: "Doesn't this make me look even more like a talented disciple?"
The old man was amused by her, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, have fun, and bring him some souvenirs when you come back."
I'm still happy. Traveling with people I hate is the biggest torture.
Forced to be tied together, seeing each other every day, unable to escape even if you want to. Feeling aggrieved everywhere, irritated at any time and anywhere.
She leaned against the wall, scrolling through her phone, feeling hopeless. Ten minutes ago, their "family" had been having dinner together in the hotel restaurant. Xin Tong was annoyed by the sight of someone, and she didn't want to play along with them in the act of family harmony. She couldn't enjoy her food and made up an excuse to go to the bathroom.
His fingers quickly swept across the screen, and suddenly he saw some keywords and stopped quickly.
"Aiden won the World Street Dance Competition."
A simple line of words. It's in the top ten trending searches.
There is a small red flame at the back, which represents extremely high heat.
…Xin Tong’s breathing stopped for a moment.
She'd spent the first three weeks like a war, with no time to eat or sleep except for making clothes. She hadn't even read the NP porn she was supposed to read every day, let alone the young master in her WeChat list.
This should be the competition he had prepared for before.
Even though he was already a talented dancer, he still practiced diligently every day. This was his lifelong pursuit and his unwavering commitment to his career. He resolutely left his family at the age of 18 to pursue a life of freedom.
Xin Tong stared at the two words "win the championship" and her heart was inexplicably burning with excitement.
"In the Red Bull BC One World Street Dance Championships finals that just concluded in Nagoya, Japan, Chinese dancer Aiden defeated a host of international dancers to win the championship!"
Comment:
"Fuck, Aiden is awesome!!!"
"The final match against Kay was so exciting! Everyone stand up!"
"The number one B-boy in the country. I gave him the title."
"Be more confident. He's recognized. He's won all the major awards both domestically and internationally. No one else has won that."
"He's in fantastic shape. What's even scarier is that he's only 23. He might still be in his prime in five or ten years."
"Where did this trending search come from? Is it from the hip-hop dance world? Can anyone explain it to me?"
"People outside the industry are shocked. The one with blond hair? So handsome! I thought he was some idol!"
"I also!!!"
"Forget it, he's much more handsome than many male idols nowadays."
"He's so much more handsome than many male celebrities in the domestic entertainment industry!"
"I don't think he's in good shape. He was clearly a bit off in spirits at this Red Bull race, and he looked much more haggard than last year."
"Indeed, we made some serious mistakes in the quarterfinals. Luckily, we managed to turn the tide in the end. I was so nervous watching the live broadcast at that time."
…
Xin Tong paddled down for a long time.
Until there were no more new speeches, she saw several other familiar names, all of whom were from the BEGIN dance team and had won very good places in national competitions.
She clicked on Li Chengqi's profile picture on WeChat and sent a bunch of fireworks emojis to congratulate him crazily.
Cheng Qi replied quickly.
"Hahaha! Sister, did you see it too?"
Xin Tong's bunch of blessings made Cheng Qi very happy. People are in high spirits when they are happy. Cheng Qi excitedly said that he would have dinner with Xin Tong when they returned to China.
"When will you come back from America?"
Xin Tong still remembered that Wu Sifeng had mentioned that he watched Jiang Chongyan serve as a judge in a competition in Los Angeles. In addition, since she studied in the United States, she knew that there were often such hip-hop events in Los Angeles, so she subconsciously thought that the competition was in the United States.
"We're in Japan."
Xin Tong was stunned.
I quickly went back to look at the trending search and carefully read the text introduction.
Only then did I see the five words "Nagoya, Japan".
She replied subconsciously.
"I'm in Japan too."
"What a coincidence?!"
The person on the other end was typing very quickly, and the next second Xin Tong saw a line of words appear in front of her:
"Where are you? We're in Hokkaido."
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