please stop being jealous

He was still telling Song Chicheng to take his time, so he really didn't expect that not long after that, he would have a showdown with his family.

Fang Yuan's voice was anxious: "I'll go back now and see if I can help."

I couldn't help but get nervous: "I'll come later."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, I realized that my body was trembling unconsciously.

Song Chicheng is my god-brother, and it's hard not to worry about such a big thing as my own sexual orientation with my family.

I swallowed hard, looked at the phone again, and wanted to call Xu Luo also to tell her that I was going home in a hurry, but I felt that this was very bad.

I tried to take a few deep breaths, and waited until Xu Luoye got into the car.

She sat down on the co-pilot, and when she opened the door, she still had a smile on her face, but when she saw my face, she couldn't help showing a worried look: "Did something happen?"

My lips seemed to tremble a little: "I have to go home and take care of something."

Xu Luo also frowned tightly. She put her hand on the back of mine and asked me softly, "Do you want me to go with you?"

I shook my head: "I'll take you back to the apartment."

Fang Yuan is still on the way, I can't get ahead of her any time sooner, and she can delay the time when she goes.

"it is good."

I forced a smile: "I brought you food from the store, remember to eat."

Xu Luo also fastened his seat belt: "Got it."

Because of the tight time, the speed of the car was faster than before. I also sent Xu Luo to the gate of the community and stopped the car.

Xu Luo was also carrying her own schoolbag and the dessert bag I bought for her.

Before getting out of the car, she looked worried: "I'm not at ease."

"It's not my business." I raised my hand and pinched the center of my eyebrows, and told the truth, "It's a matter of galloping."

Xu Luo also looked at me, waiting for my next words.

I explained it perfectly: "It's true that he grew up with me, but in fact he is my godbrother, and his parents are my godfather and godmother..."

I sniffed: "He likes boys, but the family doesn't know about it. We kept telling him to keep his focus and take his time. As a result, he had a showdown with the family today..."

I let out another breath and looked at Xu Luoye: "Get out of the car quickly, I have to go home and have a look."

Xu Luo also looked a little heavy, she pursed her lips, as if hesitating, I looked at her puzzled.

She shook her head, then leaned over and gave me a hug.

Without saying anything, she got out of the car, leaving me with only a back view.

I restarted the car, and it usually takes about [-] minutes to drive to my home, but this time it took me about half an hour.

The children in the compound were still playing in the sandpit. I lost my mind to observe, and instead of going up the stairs of my house, I went to the apartment building next door.

Song Chicheng's house is on the third floor of this building, and the windows of our two families are next to each other.

As I got closer to the gate of Song's house, my heartbeat became louder and my breathing seemed to get heavier and heavier.

When I stood at the door, I realized that my hands were trembling unconsciously, but I still tried my best to press the doorbell calmly.

It was my godmother who opened the door. As soon as she saw me, tears started to fall, and she couldn't say anything.

I called her softly: "Godmother."

I looked in again and saw Song Chicheng's father sitting on the sofa: "Godfather."

He nodded at me, then picked up a wooden stick in his hand, and was about to throw it at Song Chicheng who was kneeling on the ground.

I didn't have much time to react, so I hurriedly said, "Godfather, this will cause problems."

Song Chicheng only left me with his back, his hands on his lap, his head hanging down.

I could clearly see the veins on the back of his hands and the blood oozing from his clothes.

My eyes were flushed: "This is really going to happen."

As I said that, I walked over there, trying to take the stick from my godfather.

I am very familiar with this wooden stick. Song Chicheng was beaten by this stick since he was a child.

But the godfather was very serious, he winked at my godmother, the stick no longer stayed in the air, and landed on Song Chicheng's back.

Song Chicheng snorted, holding his pants tightly with his hands on his thighs.

Then he turned his head and smiled at me: "Sister, it's okay. Have I ever been beaten?"

His face was covered with sweat, and he looked at his father again: "I like men, didn't you guess it a long time ago?" I."

"Damn shit!"

This sentence angered the elders again, and he wanted to go down again.

It was too late to think about it, Song Chicheng would probably faint on the spot if he was beaten again.

I know what that look from my godfather to my godmother just now means. I must let my godmother pull me, don't let me be impulsive.

But my godmother's face is full of tears now, how can she still think about pulling me.

So, this stick fell on me.

I can feel it, because of my emergency appearance, this stick, the temporary brake has relieved a little force.

But it still hurts.

I gritted my teeth, and heard a cold "hum", and then the stick fell heavily to the ground.

My godfather has entered the study.

I breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground.

The godmother was still wiping her tears, she looked at us several times, and finally followed into the study.

Song Chicheng no longer knelt, he also sat on the ground, the injury on his back made him gasp.

I touched my face, breathed steadily, and then said, "Fang Yuan was driving too fast on the road, there was an accident, and we're almost here."

"Are you all right?" He laughed a little hard, and coughed several times after laughing.

"fine."

I still feel like I'm dreaming now: "What's wrong?"

"Sister..." Song Chicheng called out to me, and he lowered his head again. He didn't cry when he was beaten, but now he was in tears.

He couldn't continue, and tears fell on the back of his hand one by one.

I wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but he was hurt.

Finally my hand landed on the top of his hair.

He cried for a while, then wiped away his tears, and said, "My dad told me to get engaged on New Year's Day." He grabbed his hair and shook his head, "I can't, I really can't .”

"I know."

"I don't want to lie to myself, and I don't want to lie to others." He put down his hand, raised the corner of his mouth again, but looked very embarrassed and miserable, "So let's have a showdown."

As soon as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

I stood up and touched the place where I was beaten.

Painful, but tolerable.

I walk over and open the door.

Huo Lingshu is very busy with work, and he is still making a big deal recently, so we didn't tell her about it, so as not to affect her.

"Where is galloping?" Fang Yuan asked me.

I pointed to the living room: "I just got beaten."

"This bastard!"

"I want to punch him too."

That's what he said, but Fang Yuan actually brought medicine in his hand.

I glanced at the study door and sighed.

The meaning is obvious, let's take Song Chicheng away and wait for the notice.

Fang Yuan applied medicine to Song Chicheng, and she shed tears as soon as she applied the medicine.

I looked at those wounds, and I also had some hot eye sockets.

Hastily gave Song Chicheng some medicine, helped him stand up, and then led him away.

With him like this, he couldn't sit in the car at all, so he was arranged to lie on his stomach in the back seat.

I drove the car in front, Fang Yuan followed, and first sent Song Chicheng back to his own place, and contacted a male friend he usually hangs out with.

When the other party came, Song Chicheng waved to us: "You guys go back quickly, I am a big man who is taking medicine, how embarrassing."

He doesn't want us to worry.

Fangyuan and I didn't hold back, because he really needed medicine, so it's more appropriate for his friend to come.

After entering the elevator, Fangyuan's body softened and leaned against me.

She raised her hands: "My hands are still shaking."

I held her hand: "It's okay." I tried to be calm, "It will be okay."

Just like I like Huo Lingshu, Fang Yuan also liked Song Chicheng.

Huo Lingshu looked like a big sister, Song Chicheng never dared to be rude in front of her, and I was his god-sister, he was also relatively honest and listened to everything.

So since he was a child, he only froze in front of Fangyuan.

Song Chicheng is sunny and handsome. He used to like to play cool. There are always many girls around him who like him, but he rejects them all.

Although he was gay, he was unambiguous when fighting, so more girls liked him.

He has grown a lot taller, can play pranks, and bully Fangyuan.

Fang Yuan often wanted to beat him, but when he put his hand on Fang Yuan's forehead, Fang Yuan's hand couldn't even touch his clothes.

In fact, I don't know the specifics very well, but Fang Yuan drank a lot of alcohol during the summer vacation after graduating from high school.

She came to my room and told me quietly that she liked Song Chicheng very much.

Not the liking of being a younger brother, nor the liking of a bamboo horse.

She talked and cried silently in my room for a long time.

why?

Because at that time, Song Chicheng had already shared with her the things he liked about boys.

Afterwards, Fang Yuan never mentioned that he liked Song Chicheng again, and the only person in the world who knew about it was probably me.

I don't know if Fang Yuan still has feelings for Song Chicheng after so long.

I don't want to think about it, and I don't want to ask.

Fangyuan didn't speak, and walked to the gate of the community, she squatted down slowly, staring at the ground: "Ah Ji."

She asked me: "The four of us, how can we be as happy as we were when we were young?"

I can't answer.

This question is too difficult.

Fang Yuan's mood was unstable, so I sent her home again, and her car was parked in the parking lot where Song Chicheng lived.

When we parted, I patted the back of Xiayuan's hand, trying to give her some strength.

She smiled at me: "It's okay." She said, "Song Chicheng has rough skin and thick flesh, and he will recover soon."

I nodded: "Yes."

As a result, when I got to the apartment, it was almost ten o'clock.

The darkness had already invaded Liucheng, and the pain in my back came again after I got out of the car.

I don't feel it when I'm on the road.

I smoothed my hair and got out of the elevator.

I was about to enter the password, but the door was one step ahead of me.

Xu Luo was also standing at the door.

I was stunned: "Is your hearing so good?"

"I've been waiting for you to come back."

"What if I don't come back tonight?"

"I'll wait too."

When Xu Luo also answered, her expression was very firm, and I knew that she must be telling the truth.

No one was smarter, more cunning, and more stubborn than her.

My nose was inexplicably sour, and I pointed to my back: "Xu Luoye."

I said, "I was beaten and my back hurts."