Chapter 48 Chapter 48 Crushed Tomatoes
Song Jianan felt as if a hand was touching him in a daze, disturbing his sleep. He reached out and pushed it away several times, but it didn't work. He opened his eyes in annoyance.
I don't know when the bedside night light was turned on, and the bedroom was dim.
He straightened up, turned his head and looked back, and it was Song Yuqiao.
"woke up?"
Song Yuqiao just glanced at him lightly, then lowered his head and broke open the peach that had light red fingerprints on it.
I dipped my fingers into the sticky stuff and smeared it.
Song Jianan screamed without any preparation, his face turned red immediately, and he quickly bit his lower lip to stop himself from making that sound again.
The fingers that stayed inside paused for a moment, then quickly returned to normal and continued wiping.
Song Jianan's eyes showed a trace of confusion, not knowing whether he should stop Song Yuqiao from continuing.
Then Song Yuqiao took the initiative to speak: "The housekeeper said that you didn't come downstairs to eat, and there was no response when I knocked on the door."
Song Jianan was stunned and mumbled, "I accidentally fell asleep."
Song Yuqiao hummed, "I came in and saw how you were doing."
After a pause, he added, "I forgot to give you the medicine. I just checked it out and it's a little swollen."
Song Jianan's face became even hotter, he buried his head in the pillow and said "oh".
I thought in my heart that it was all because of you, but I didn't dare say it out loud. I brought it upon myself, so how could I blame him?
It was quiet for a while.
Song Yuqiao asked: "Does it still hurt?"
Song Jianan's voice was muffled in the pillow: "It hurts."
Song Yuqiao used less force in his hands. After applying the ointment, he put it away, stood at the head of the bed, and wiped his hands with a piece of tissue.
Song Jianan quietly raised his eyes to look at him, his gaze moving from bottom to top, and the first thing he saw was a place that even the loose pajamas could not cover.
The blood and energy suddenly surged up, and a blush appeared on the cheeks, ears and neck.
He thought in disbelief, are all susceptible Alphas like this, holding up their flags at all times?
Song Yuqiao noticed his gaze, threw away the tissue and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Song Jianan suddenly stepped back, his eyes timid and evasive.
Song Yuqiao lowered his eyes, and his outstretched hand hung in the air. Two seconds later, it landed on Jiajia's red face.
"Jia Jia, I won't do anything."
He then explained, "My brother is just in a susceptible period."
That's why I can't control my desire just by looking at Jia Jia.
Song Jianan's nervous heart relaxed a little.
As he spoke, Song Yuqiao moved his palm to his forehead, and then he suddenly remembered that his body temperature was a little high, and he couldn't tell whether Jiajia had a fever or not.
Then he asked, "Jia Jia, are you feeling unwell anywhere? Do you have a fever?"
"My eyes feel a little uncomfortable." My eyelids feel a little heavy, maybe because they are swollen.
However, the sticky feeling on his body disappeared, and he guessed that Song Yuqiao had helped him clean it up before he woke up.
Song Jianan asked again: "What time is it now?"
Song Yuqiao glanced at his phone, "It's half past nine, do you want to get up and eat something?"
As soon as he asked, Song Jianan felt hungry, nodded, and got up from the bed.
Song Yuqiao held his shoulder and said, "I'll go down and get it."
Song Jianan didn't want to move, but he didn't refuse and said yes obediently.
More than ten minutes later, Song Yuqiao brought over a bowl of tomato and egg noodles. The color looked bright at first glance, but the tomatoes were almost chopped into pieces and mixed in the soup.
Song Jianan subconsciously looked at Song Yuqiao.
Song Yuqiao looked normal. He even brought a small table and placed the bowl of noodles on it. Then he looked up and handed him the chopsticks. "It's freshly made. Be careful of the heat."
Song Jianan pursed his lips, nodded, picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, blew on it, and put it into his mouth.
The taste of tomato and egg dishes is almost the same, so even if someone with poor cooking skills makes them, they won’t taste bad.
It’s just that most people wouldn’t cut tomatoes into very small pieces, only Song Yuqiao would cut them like this.
Song Yuqiao didn't like eating tomatoes very much. During the years he studied abroad, although he hired someone to cook for him, he would occasionally learn to make two simple dishes himself to cope with meals on special occasions.
In addition to fried steak, tomato and egg series is the first choice. No matter whether it is stir-fried, boiled in soup, or cooked with noodles, Song Yuqiao will chop the tomatoes into very small pieces. He will not touch the fried tomatoes at all, only eat eggs, but cook them in soup, and drink the cooked tomatoes mixed with the soup.
When he cooks noodles for others, he will subconsciously chop tomatoes.
The first time Song Jianan ate it was that winter. He secretly took a plane alone to the distant country M, wanting to give Song Yuqiao a surprise and celebrate his birthday with him.
Actually, that was the last time he and Song Yuqiao were truly close.
He arrived at Song Yuqiao's house in the afternoon, and there was no one in the villa.
It was snowing in Country M. He waited in the snow for nearly an hour, almost turning into a snowman, before he finally saw Song Yuqiao coming back.
Song Yuqiao opened the door and immediately pulled him into the house, turned on the heater, and it took more than ten minutes before he regained feeling in his hands and feet.
The food on the plane was terrible, he was hungry, and he had missed the meal, so Song Yuqiao went into the kitchen and cooked him a bowl of tomato and egg noodles, exactly the same as the one in front of him.
That was the first time he knew Song Yuqiao could actually cook, and he was surprised and delighted. During that winter vacation, until the Chinese New Year, he stayed in Country M, and every now and then he would ask Song Yuqiao to cook for him, alternating between scrambled eggs with tomatoes and fried steak.
At that time, he thought the food cooked by Song Yuqiao was the most delicious in the world. And Song Yuqiao agreed to everything he said.
That winter vacation, they were in a foreign country, free and unrestrained, skiing together, listening to musicals together, watching football games together. Sometimes when it snowed heavily and it was inconvenient to go out, they would squeeze on the sofa and watch a movie.
He had spent that time so happily that he could never understand why Song Yuqiao had become such a completely different person later on.
However, Song Jianan didn't care so much now. When he thought about these things, he didn't feel much fluctuation in his heart.
The noodles were a bit too much and he ate most of them and couldn't eat any more.
Song Yuqiao took the bowl, ate the rest in a few bites, and took it downstairs.
Song Jianan had a nap and was not sleepy at all. He lay on the bed, opened his mobile phone, and saw several unread messages.
Xie Maojinyu heard the rumors in the school and sent him a message out of concern. Even senior sister Wen Xue, who was about to graduate, expressed her concern.
A warm feeling surged in his heart, and he replied to the messages one by one. He began to worry about the rumors they spread. Would it be like in his previous life, where he would have to endure other people's strange looks as soon as he entered school?
But soon, Xie Mao told him that the administrators of the school channel and other public areas were deleting the relevant comments, and he relaxed a little.
Only then did he realize that his eyes were hurting so much that he couldn't bear it. He rubbed his eyes and didn't dare to look at his phone again.
But he couldn't sleep and had nothing to do. He was so bored that he could only close his eyes and count lambs silently.
At this time, Song Yuqiao pushed the door open again, holding a towel in his hand, which seemed to contain something.
Before Song Jianan could react, Song Yuqiao told him to lie down flat, "Jia Jia's eyes are a little swollen, apply some ice, and it won't hurt tomorrow."
Song Jianan lay down obediently and waited for him to put the towel on his eyes. The cool touch made him feel much more comfortable.
The room was very quiet. The two of them were talking in low voices intermittently. The silence was so beautiful that it seemed as if what happened a few hours ago was an illusion.
Song Jianan felt sleepy again, and the sounds in his ears gradually became blurred. After a while, the sound of even breathing was heard.
Song Yuqiao quietly watched his sleeping face, his eyes fell on his lips that were still bright in the dim light. Not long after the light subsided, the light began to rise again. His facial muscles tensed, and he looked away, staring at the night light beside the bed.
When the time was almost up, he took the towel, wiped the water stains on Jiajia's face, and quietly left the room.
A few minutes later, he returned to the master bedroom and called his assistant Lin Shu.
Lin Shu answered the phone tremblingly. From the moment he received the news at noon, he began to feel terrified.
Although he has followed Mr. Song for several years and he only handled the matter of Mr. Song's biological parents with Mr. Song's approval, now that something has gone wrong, he can't blame Mr. Song, right?
He could only secretly pray that Mr. Song would allow him to atone for his sins, even if it was only half.
Song Yuqiao's cold voice came from the phone: "Have you cleared up the relevant topics in school?"
Lin Shu quickly replied, "Mr. Song, I've had everyone clean up. If there are any related topics later, the school administrator will follow up."
Song Yuqiao: "Have someone re-investigate Zhang Peng and his wife, and investigate them thoroughly, especially what happened from May 16th to today. I want to see the complete information in two days. Also, have someone urge them to apologize to Jia Jia in public and clarify the facts. No negative comments about Jia Jia should be made."
Lin Shu quickly agreed and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard President Song say that he would deduct his performance bonus for the second half of the year because he had not investigated the personalities of Zhang Peng and his wife in advance, which led to what happened today.
Lin Shu sighed inwardly and had no choice but to obey.
According to his previous rough investigation, Zhang Peng and his wife were a simple couple, very ordinary in the eyes of their neighbors, with no particularly good advantages nor particularly bad disadvantages, so he felt at ease to sign an agreement with them and solve the problem with money.
However, no one expected that the results of the investigation on Zhang Peng and his wife were so different from those of the investigation. This must be because the investigation data was too one-sided and not detailed enough.
Fortunately, only half a year's performance was deducted, which was much better than he expected.
On the other end, Song Yuqiao hung up the phone, thinking about how to deal with Zhang Peng and Yu Yan.
Having a lawyer apply verbal pressure is only a temporary solution, and you can't push too hard. Even a cornered rabbit will bite. If you push someone into a desperate situation, they might do something uncontrollable.
Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, they cannot be allowed to hurt Jia Jia.
It is best to keep the two people under your nose, or there will always be loopholes, and you just need to make appropriate use of them to prevent future troubles.
All we have to do is wait two days for the investigation results to come out before making a decision.
Song Yuqiao was not sleepy at all. He leaned on the sofa and suddenly remembered that there was an Alpha standing next to Jiajia during the day.
Very close to Jiajia.
What is his relationship with Jia Jia?
If we are just classmates, do we need to stand so close?
He frowned and thought carefully about what he saw at that time.
The Alpha stood a little closer, as if protecting Jiajia.
I felt a little relieved, but then I couldn't help but have some unreasonable thoughts. With so many students around, why was it that only that Alpha stood up?
Is there really something between Jia Jia and him?
Song Yuqiao pressed his eyebrows and forced himself to get rid of these thoughts.
He cannot be affected by the susceptible period, and he cannot do anything to hurt Jiajia.
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