Old Gong is 12 years younger than me

Xiao Ke paused when he was beating eggs into the pan, but the egg had cracked, half of it fell on the countertop, and half of it went into the pan, making a sizzling sound.

Song Yi quickly went to get the kitchen paper to wipe off the falling egg liquid. He probably didn't do any housework and was in a hurry. Finally, Xiao Ke took it over: "Let me come, Uncle Song."

Song Yi didn't force himself, handed over the tidying up to Xiao Ke, and stepped aside himself:

"I don't mean anything else. I just thought of it suddenly. It doesn't matter if I don't talk about it. It's just chatting. Don't..."

"I don't disagree." Xiao Ke cleaned up the mess quickly with his hands and feet, and interrupted Song Yi's words: "It's not homosexuality that disgusts me, it's just their behavior that disgusts me."

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and echoed: "Yes, those few are really inhuman."

Xiao Ke didn't speak, but Song Yi was hesitating whether to ask Xiao Ke another question, but thinking about how such a coincidence was, it was highly unlikely, so he decided to let it go and not ask any more questions. When Song Yi was about to take out Xiao Ke's prepared breakfast, Xiao Ke spoke out, saying:

"Uncle Song, are you worried that I'm gay?"

"No, no, no, I just suddenly thought of what happened that day, and your reaction..." Song Yi explained in a panic, but then paused, looking at Xiao Ke, "...but, are you? "

Xiao Ke glanced at Song Yi: "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Song Yi was surprised that Xiao Ke would answer like this.

"Yes, I don't know if I like a man or a woman, I have never liked anyone."

Hearing this, Song Yi was delighted.

Yes, Xiao Ke's growth experience is different from theirs. At Xiao Ke's age, Song Yi thought all day long about which girl was good-looking, how to write a love letter, give a gift, and make a date. Think about how to make money.

Whether he likes this kind of thing or not is really a distant thing for Xiao Ke, so that until now he doesn't have a clear idea of ​​what his sexual orientation is.

"It's all good." Song Yi smiled with relief: "As long as it's what you like, Uncle Song will support you."

Xiao Ke glanced at Song Yi and said nothing, he had absolutely no thoughts in this regard, and falling in love was out of his consideration at all.

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After eating, Song Yi went to the sofa. Xiao Ke saw that Song Yi was playing games there and didn't bother him. He went directly to the piano room. He also wanted to finish the music theory book that he hadn't finished reading yesterday, and then practice again. Guitar.

Song Yi found out that Xiao Ke was not in the living room when he finished playing the game, and there was the faint sound of the guitar coming from the corner room. He got up and walked over, and saw Xiao Ke sitting cross-legged in the sun at the door of the piano room. Ke, couldn't help laughing:

"Can play the guitar? Why didn't you tell me before?"

Xiao Ke looked up at Song Yi: "Not very good, I'm learning."

"Like it?" Song Yi walked over and sat down in front of Xiao Ke, imitating his posture: "If you like it, you can find a teacher to teach you. It's a waste of time to figure it out by yourself."

Xiao Ke touched the guitar in his hand and said nothing. He really likes it, but if he wants to find a teacher, he doesn’t have that much money, and he is already heavily in debt. Xiao Ke shook his head:

"Forget it, I can read the book by myself."

Song Yi understood what Xiao Ke was thinking, and didn't continue to insist. He was thinking about when he would find a suitable opportunity to introduce Xiao Ke to his friends in the music circle. This meal is also good, if not, it can also be regarded as a hobby, after all, Xiao Ke has too few hobbies.

It's not in line with the attitude he should have at his age.

Xiao Ke played a few more notes, and Song Yi just listened to it without moving. Although he didn't understand it well, he thought it sounded good, but Xiao Ke stopped after a while, looking at Song Yi with hesitant eyes. Stop, Song Yi smiled:

"You child, what else can't you say to me?"

"Uncle Song." Xiao Ke said, "Are you busy recently?"

"It's not too busy. I'm just waiting for the next movie to start. I won't receive any other announcements except for a few announcements that have been made before. Are you busy?"

Xiao Ke nodded: "I want him to teach me how to play the guitar."

Song Yi didn't quite understand Xiao Ke's words: "He? Who is he?"

"Jiang...Jiang and farewell." Xiao Ke didn't call out uncle after all.

"Jiang and farewell?" Song Yi seemed to have heard some funny joke: "He's an ass, but if you want to ask him to learn how to play cotton, then you can learn from him."

Xiao Ke was a little surprised: "Can't he?"

"No!" Song Yi said firmly.

Song Yi never lied to anyone, at least he never lied to Xiao Ke, so Xiao Ke still believed in Song Yi's words, but... Xiao Ke looked around at the room full of musical instruments, and was a little speechless , if not, why keep a piano room in your own home?Is it just for elegance?

Seeing Xiao Ke's doubts, Song Yi sneered:

"He thought he could, thought he was omnipotent. He thought it was just singing. What's the problem? The upper lip touched the lower lip, so he searched all over the world to find the best musical instrument, thinking that only the best He didn’t even want to learn until he found the last instrument. Later, when the instrument was bought and the teacher came, he was full of confidence and wanted to enter the music scene, but he suddenly found that his hardware was not good enough, and his five notes were incomplete.”

Xiao Ke: "..."

"He didn't believe in evil when the teacher told him earnestly that it wasn't this material. He searched almost all the well-known teachers in the music circle, and he gave up after all the teachers told him to act in a down-to-earth way. , He is not short of money, so he has been keeping it, and every time he moves, he will set aside a special room to store these things, but he has never come in, just let people come to maintain it regularly."

Xiao Ke: "..."

Song Yi's words made Xiao Ke think of Jiang Yubie when he asked him to help teach him last night. At that time, he only felt that his reaction was a little weird, with some other emotions, but Jiang Yubie usually Xiao Ke was used to his own yin and yang, so Xiao Ke didn't think much about it. Now it seems that the strange emotion should be because he was embarrassed to think about the things in the past?

Thinking of this, Xiao Ke couldn't help but smiled, Song Yi caught this smile and was slightly surprised:

"Am I not mistaken? You actually laughed?"

When Xiao Ke raised his eyes to look at Song Yi, he hadn't had time to suppress the smile on his face, and he gradually recovered his coldness when he touched Song Yi's surprised gaze.

"You should really smile more." Song Yi said, "This is the first time I've seen you smile, you should smile more at school, the little girls chasing you can line up to Yuncheng from here."

Song Yi's words were almost the same as what Jiang Yubie said last night, so Xiao Ke really wanted to ask them why his smile was related to knowing the little girl?

But this question is not important, what is important is another important point that Xiao Ke caught from Song Yi's story just now. He touched the guitar in his hand and asked Song Yi:

"Uncle Song, you said that he bought these musical instruments from all over the world, so...would they be very expensive?"

Song Yi might have been so surprised by Xiao Ke's smile just now that he couldn't think of anything to say. He looked at the guitar in Xiao Ke's hand and said, "You..."

"Not expensive." Jiang Yubie interrupted Song Yi's words by suddenly appearing at the door, yawned gracefully, leaned lazily by the door and looked at Xiao Ke, and said, "The one in your hand is only 200 yuan. , if you play badly, I will deduct it from your salary."