The Fragrant Romance of the Abandoned House

Song Yi froze in place, Qi Jingzhi passed him and saw Song Wei standing not far away.Song Wei was dazed, the expression on his face was incomprehensible, Qi Jingzhi couldn't see what the little guy was thinking, so he hurried over after reacting, squatting down in front of Song Wei, and explained: " Xiaowei, just now, your uncle and I..."

The incident happened suddenly, Qi Jingzhi's thinking was a little confused, his tongue was tied for a while, and he couldn't explain clearly: "Your uncle just kissed me, it's the same nature as when I kissed you normally, I kiss you only if I like it... eh No, we were just kidding..." Qi Jingzhi scratched his forehead irritably, "Do you understand what brother means?"

Song Wei grabbed the little bear, still in a daze, not knowing whether he didn't react from the situation just now, or didn't understand what Qi Jingzhi said.

Qi Jingzhi was still explaining incoherently, Song Yi suddenly walked over and grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up, "You go back first."

"Ah?" Qi Jingzhi turned to look at him.

"Let me explain to him." Song Yi pulled Qi Jingzhi to the door.

"Can you explain it clearly?" Qi Jingzhi looked a little worried, "You must keep it from him, you can lie to him."

Song Yi didn't answer, but said "Go back and be careful", and closed the door.

"Uncle..." Song Wei ran over holding the little bear.

Song Yi picked him up and put him on the sofa. He squatted on the ground and looked up at him, and said softly, "Did you see it just now?"

Song Wei nodded, blushing a little shyly, pouted and whispered, "I saw your brother."

Song Yi grabbed his little hand and asked, "How did Xiao Wei feel when uncle kissed his brother just now?"

Song Wei shook his head, "I don't know."

"Will you be afraid? Or hate?"

Song Wei shook his head like a rattle, "Of course I don't hate it! How could I hate uncle! I just, just..." He poked his finger, "I don't know why you want to kiss my brother."

"Because I like him, I kiss him because I like him."

In the situation just now, Qi Jingzhi's first reaction was to conceal, but Song Yi's first reaction was to confess.

"Like brother?" Song Wei's expression was a little confused.

"Well, it's different from the way you like your brother. It's the way your father likes your mother." Apart from this description, he didn't know how to explain it to Song Wei.

"But brother is a man?"

"Xiaowei, listen to me," Song Yi stared into Song Wei's eyes, and explained seriously: "There is no distinction between boys and girls. A boy can like a girl or a boy. In the same way, a girl Children sometimes like girls too."

Song Wei poked his face with his fingers, "Then will I like boys in the future?"

"Uncle doesn't mean that." Song Yi smiled and hugged him into his arms, and sat down on the sofa, "I mean, no matter who a person likes, whether he likes a boy or a girl Son, he is not wrong, such feelings are reasonable. I like Brother Qiqi, I am with him now, and I want to be with him all the time in the future, with Xiaowei..."

Before Song Yi finished speaking, Song Wei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked in surprise, "Really? Will my brother be with me forever like my uncle?"

Song Yi froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "Really, my brother and I will grow up with you, you can understand my brother as your aunt."

It was only then that he remembered that he could use the identity of his aunt as an analogy, so that Song Wei should be able to understand it better.

He didn't want Song Wei to accept his relationship with Qi Jingzhi so quickly. One day, their affairs will be made public. Since Song Wei bumped into him, he should explain it rather than cover it up. By the way, he would take this opportunity to establish a correct position for him. Concept of Love.

"Aunt?" Song Wei tilted his head.

"Well, do you want your brother to be your aunt? You will live with us in the future."

"Of course I would!" Song Wei hugged Song Yi's neck, "I like my brother the most."

Song Yi stroked his head, "Xiaowei, you may not understand what uncle told you today, but uncle just wants you to know that no matter if two people are male or female, as long as they like each other, they can be together. Together. I like brother Qi Qi, the way uncle likes aunt, and I am in a relationship with him, do you understand that?"

Song Wei nodded.

"Then Xiaowei can accept the relationship between me and my brother?"

Song Wei nodded.

Song Yi kissed him on the hairy head, and asked: "Then, can Xiaowei promise uncle one thing?"

"What?" Song Yi looked up at him.

"The relationship between uncle and brother cannot be known by too many people..."

"Why?" Song Wei was puzzled.

"Because many people still can't fully accept the relationship between two boys, if too many people know about my relationship with my brother, my brother may be hurt." Song Yi touched his head, "Xiao Wei doesn't want to see my brother Are you unhappy?"

Song Wei shook his head vigorously.

"Then you have to keep it a secret for uncle. You can't tell other people about it. Can Xiaowei do it?"

"Of course! I will never tell anyone else!"

Song Yi smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "It's really my sweetheart."

Before Song Yi lay down on the bed after taking a shower, Qi Jingzhi sent a message.

Gou Wenzhi: How is it?what do you saySong Wei didn't think too much, did he?

Rabbit: I told him the truth

Dog Wenzhi:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

In the next second, Qi Jingzhi called.

"Fuck, did you tell him the truth?!"

Song Yi sat cross-legged on the bed, wiped his hair and replied: "Well, I've said everything I need to say."

"What about Song Wei, what's his reaction?"

Song Yi deliberately teased him: "I said you were going to be his aunt, he was so happy."

Qi Jingzhi was stunned for a second, then frowned and said, "I'm serious with you, don't be foolish and poor with me."

Song Yi lowered his head and smiled, "I'm serious too, you don't want to be his aunt?"

"Hey rabbit, don't tease me, I'm dying of anxiety, what did you tell him?"

"I made it clear to him that he didn't have any special reaction."

"Didn't he...didn't he find it strange?"

"It was a bit incomprehensible at first."

Qi Jingzhi grabbed the phone tightly, "And then?"

"Why are you so worried?" Song Yi leaned on the bed, "He's a child, he won't have so many prejudices, just let it go, I said he is very happy to have you as his aunt .”

Qi Jingzhi didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while, he said helplessly: "Why did you just tell him like that, didn't I tell you to lie as you please?"

"Sooner or later, I have to let him know. It's better to say it now. Don't worry, children are more tolerant than adults."

Qi Jingzhi let out a long breath, and the tense mood just now relaxed instantly. He lay sprawled on the bed, feeling refreshed all over.

He closed his eyes and said with a smile, "You really have a big heart."

"I don't want his outlook on love to be imprisoned at a young age."

"Hey, your old man is quite thoughtful."

"So, do you want to think about being Song Wei's aunt?"

"Fuck." Qi Jingzhi smiled.

Song Yi turned over and lay down on the bed, "Aren't you happy?"

"I'm willing," Qi Jingzhi raised his arm and looked, "I'd be happy to be your dog, so what if I'm Song Wei's aunt."

The place where the plaster was cast on the arm was obviously whiter than other places. He turned his forearm a little, and it was a little sore.

"I will go to work in the new company tomorrow." Song Yi said.

"So fast?"

"Ah."

Qi Jingzhi clicked his tongue and asked, "Is that person also in that company?"

"Who?" Song Yi asked knowingly.

"You know who I'm talking about." Qi Jingzhi's tone was sour, and the jealousy came up again.

"Ren Han is my old classmate." Song Yi raised the corner of his mouth, "Do you still eat his jealousy?"

"Who's jealous?" Qi Jingzhi unbuttoned his belt, "I just don't like it, why should he know everything about you that I don't know? I haven't been able to participate in your past."

"That can't be helped, your mother gave birth to you too late." Song Yi said with a smile.

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