After the divorce, the ex-husband joined the Shura field

It's autumn, and a lot of dead leaves have fallen around the trees outside the villa.

There is also some wind.

Vv looked at the hung up phone, and looked at Mr. Shi in the driver's seat hesitantly: "Well, Mr. Xiao, he said that he is going to Xinling Conservatory of Music."

"Conservatory?" Shi Jin turned his head and frowned: "Where is he going?"

If Shi Zong was usually wearing a suit, she would definitely be horrified when she saw it, but today Shi Zong is wearing a black sportswear. She looks not only much younger but also more friendly, if she can block the slightly aggressive tone.

Vv smiled awkwardly: "I said I was going to see a kid's performance, did any of your kids go to college?"

Shi Jin's expression suddenly sank, University?Their family hasn't gone to college yet, so the kid from where is in college, and the name kid seems a bit...

ambiguous.

Looking at the door of the house, he happened to see the door being opened. He was slightly stunned when he saw what Song Xingli was wearing today.

Wearing a light green cotton top and white slacks on the lower body, the body is slender and well-proportioned, and the walking hanger can easily control various styles, not to mention such a beautiful and fresh warm color.

The cold jade-like complexion looks extremely fair against such a fresh color, and it is as clear as jade in the sun.Perhaps I am in a good mood today, with a slight smile on my face, the corners of my lips are slightly raised, my smiling eyes are slightly curved, and there is a dusty cleanliness between my brows.

So lovely.

The hands holding the steering wheel tightened slightly, and the sourness in my heart was like bubbles.

This is going to meet someone else, so well dressed.

Staring eyes can not be diverted no matter what, the bottom of the eyes is burning with love.

Before Song Xingli got into the car, vv quickly took out her mobile phone and clicked two photos. People can't get such photos. If Mr. Xiao becomes popular overnight, she will be the woman behind Song Xingli!

Shi Jin glanced at VV who was kneeling on the car door in a big motion in the back seat: "...I'm going to open the door."

There is a bit of snack in the eyes, do you pretend that he does not exist in such an aboveboard photo?

"Don't don't let me take two more photos of Mr. Xiao, I will send one to you, Mr. Shi."

"Five." Shi Jin said expressionlessly.

"Two."

"Send them all to me and transfer [-] to you."

vv: "Deal! Mr. Shi is about to open the door now, I rushed down to take a picture of Mr. Xiao, I dressed so well today, and I can use it as a wallpaper to lick my screen for years!"

"Remember to send it to me." Shi Jin pressed the button to open the door.

"I know, I know." Vv jumped out of the car as soon as the door opened, and jumped up to Song Xingli like a monkey: "Brother Xingli, you are so handsome today!!!"

Shi Jin frowned, what was he doing sticking so close, and yelling so loudly that people wouldn't know?

His eyes fell on Song Xingli's gentle and bright smile outside the car window, and his heart melted.

"……So lovely."

Song Xingli saw that vv was taking pictures of him as crazy as a fan, and couldn't help but smile: "I'm not a big star, stop taking pictures."

"Brother Xingli, who said that you are not a big star, but you are a big star in the ballet world. We are following the international art route, and who is not the same as that." vv is bragging.

Song Xingli flicked VV's forehead with his fingers: "As long as you have a sweet mouth, you don't need to follow me today. I will let the driver take you home for today's holiday."

vv: "..." She didn't dare to ask Mr. Shi to take her home. If she disappeared on the way, there would be no one to complain on Huangquan Road, so she twitched her lips in embarrassment: "I, I'll just go back by myself Alright, the driver has to take you off, so I'm leaving."

He ran away without looking back.

It was as if there was a scourge behind her to send her home.

Song Xingli looked at VV dumbfounded and ran away, just as he was about to get in the car, his nose itched and he covered his nose and sneezed.Before he raised his head, he heard the sound of the door being opened, and soon a coat was thrown over his shoulders.

He looked up, just in time to meet Shang Shijin's eyes.

"It's autumn, it's better to prepare a coat when you go out." Shi Jin put the coat on for Song Xingli, and buttoned the top button of Song Xingli's shirt by the way: "Don't lose everything."

Why do I always unbutton it, even when I'm on the show, the collarbone is seen by everyone.

That doesn't work.

"When I danced ballet, I showed more and wore tights." Song Xingli said with a smile.

Shi Jin's expression under his glasses changed slightly, his jawline tightened slightly, as if he was brewing some emotion: "...you are going to become a public figure, you can't show so much."

Song Xingli looked down at the coat on his body: "Where did you get the clothes?"

This was clearly his coat.

Oh, steal his coat?

Shi Jin: "..." His eyes flickered slightly and he avoided Song Xingli's eyes with a little guilt: "Maybe it was accidentally put in the suitcase when packing——

"Then accidentally took it out of the suitcase and put it on the car? Then accidentally saw me sneeze and put it on me?"

Shi Jin was dumbfounded.

Song Xingli bent down and got into the car, sat upright, turned his face to the side with a cold expression, and then casually set his sights on Shi Jin:

"Shi Jin, why do you let yourself be so embarrassed and treat me like you did before, isn't it good?"

If you listen carefully to the words, there is still a faint smile, but it hits the heart directly, and it directly digs out the pain of the person, which makes the heart blocked and suffocated.

Shi Jin lowered his head and pushed his glasses, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his palms blocked the slightly hot eye sockets.

How could he still treat Song Xingli the way he did before, knowing that he had misplaced his center of gravity, and he made a mistake and took advantage of a loophole.

And how can it be said that he is in a mess now, he is the one to blame, and he wants to chase Song Xingli back with all his efforts.

Saying that the clothes were put in the suitcase by accident is actually the idea of ​​taking them away on purpose, and saying that the clothes were accidentally put in the car is just a long-standing habit.

But now it is not worth mentioning the habit of saying it, let alone being affectionate.

Affection should not be tolerated, everything is because of his self-righteous stupidity to taste the pain now.

Song Xingli saw that Shi Jin sat in the co-pilot like a normal person, Cheng, if he can handle it, then he continued.

Since you want to be his driver, watch him do everything.

"I'm going to Xinling Conservatory of Music."

Shi Jin put on his seat belt and started the car, knowingly asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Why should I tell you." Song Xingli bowed his head and replied to Chu Xingqi, saying that he would be there in about 10 minutes.

"Is that the boy from that day?"

Song Xingli didn't answer Shi Jin's words, just when Chu Xingqi called, he swiped to answer, and clicked on the speaker by the way.

"Good morning brother!"

Chu Xingqi's excited and sweet call came from the receiver, and Song Xingli couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Well, good morning Xingqi, why is he in such a good mood today?"

Shi Jin looked at Song Xingli in the rearview mirror, subconsciously clenched the steering wheel, why did he smile so nicely, who is that person, is it the boy from that day?

"Brother, I'm very happy that you are coming to see my report performance. We haven't seen each other for several days, so I just... miss you."

The frankness and shyness that belong to a boy always make people feel happy.

Song Xingli laughed out loud: "Well, you can see me in 15 minutes." As he spoke, he glanced at Shi Jin who was driving from the corner of the eye, and continued to magnify his tricks: "Are you going to have dinner with your classmates tonight? If not Let's go to the bar for dinner."

Shi Jin: "!" Going to the bar again? !

"Go to the bar and continue our 'One Night Happiness'!"

Shi Jin: "?!" What is a night of greedy sex!

beep—

Suddenly, there was a rushing sound from the back of the car, and Song Xingli shook his hand and the phone fell onto the seat with a 'slap', his back froze, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Leng Leng raised his eyes and looked ahead, unable to move his body.

He was extremely sensitive to the sound of the whistle, but this time his reaction was particularly serious, as if a devil with teeth and claws was digging his flesh.

Slowly dig out the pain memory in the body.

This feeling was stronger than before. The sound of the whistle combined with that ferocious face, and the feeling of a cold knife piercing his body swept over his body, making him subconsciously want to shrink his body.

Because it hurts.

It was a strange but painful feeling, which made it difficult for him to resolve this feeling.

It's like a physical reaction.

Shi Jin frowned and looked at the overtaking car that was honking its horn, subconsciously raised his eyes to look in the rearview mirror, and saw Song Xingli sitting in a blank position with a pale face, and his heart tightened.

He turned the car at a place where the head could be turned and stopped in an emergency on the side of the road, then opened the door and went to the back seat to see Song Xingli's situation.

He never honked his horn when driving because Song Xingli couldn't hear such a sound, even the sound of brakes, just like Song Xingli sometimes felt uncomfortable when he saw water after so many years.

This is PTSD.

It was also the reason why he didn't want to mention the past to Song Xingli the last time, and the reason why he tried his best to shut Luo Qing's mouth, was that he would rather grasp what he could control than let the accident happen to Song Xingli.

"Xing Xing, look at me." After Shi Jin got into the car and closed the rear door, he sat aside and held Song Xingli's hand, trying to calm him down, but his hand was too cold, and his palm was covered in cold sweat.

He stared blankly at Song Xingli, like a helpless child who was so frightened that he burst into tears and didn't respond.

"Star……"

Song Xingli began to feel shortness of breath, a feeling of being out of breath, and also a feeling of being at a loss, wondering why he was like this, but Luo Fuan's hideous face kept flashing in his mind.

The hand that pinched his neck and stabbed his hand with a knife.

is the devil.

"It will hurt, so it will hurt." Song Xingli choked up with red eyes, and at this moment he didn't know what was wrong with him, and the uncontrollable fear surged densely, flustered, panicked.

Shi Jin felt that Song Xingli's body was shaking and was very cold, he hugged him on his lap, held Song Xingli's face with both hands, and rubbed the tears in the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.

"Don't cry baby, don't hurt, it's over."

Song Xingli was stunned, his eyes didn't know where to go, he lifted his clothes and touched his waist: "This is right here, he stabbed in, I didn't even react, he came in with a knife, like a devil, coming to kill me of."

The voice has been shaking, including the body has been shaking.

Shi Jin hugged Song Xingli into his arms, his eyes turned red, and he gently stroked Song Xingli's back neck to comfort him: "...I'm sorry, I shouldn't remind you, Xingxing, I'm sorry. Don't be afraid, I will always be there by your side."

He put down the hem of Song Xingli's raised clothes, and couldn't bear to look at it.

The wound should have been removed back then.

"...I called you." Song Xingli put his forehead on Shi Jin's shoulder and said in a muffled voice.

"Well, I answered." Shi Jin thought of the fear of running out of the airport after receiving a call from Song Xingli that day. He had never been so grateful for his strong track and field skills.

"...I just called you and you came here." Song Xingli felt the bridge of his nose sore, and his eyes welled up.

"...Well, I'll come as soon as I hear it." Shi Jin hugged Song Xingli tightly, fearing that the person in his arms would be afraid.Not to mention Song Xingli, he would be so scared that he would have nightmares once he thought of it.

He hated Luo Qing for as many years as he had that nightmare.

Before, he didn't know that Luo Fu'an was hurting people on purpose. He wanted to cut Luo Qing into pieces because he saw Luo Qing trying to take off Song Xingli's oxygen mask in the ward.

What he could do at that time was to restrain Luo Qing, a lunatic, from letting him get close to Song Xingli.

But now he wants to cremate Luo Qing.

Song Xingli slowed down for a long time, but he found it difficult to relieve the fluster and fear. He had never felt such pain all over his body. Such an uncontrollable feeling made his consciousness a little fuzzy, and he didn't know what he was doing.

I can only breathe to make myself feel better.

When Shi Jin heard Song Xingli's sobs choked with tears, he felt extremely uncomfortable, but what if he didn't coax Song Xingli to cry like this?Suddenly thought of a way.

So he held Song Xingli's thin shoulders and made Song Xingli look at him.

He looked at Song Xingli with moist eyes and an extremely aggrieved look, his slender eyelashes were blinking with tears, and he coaxed gently: "Xingxing, let's play a game and calm down, repeat what I said, okay?"

"it is good."

When Shi Jin thought of how his younger brother coaxed his autistic little boyfriend, he gently held Song Xingli's face and coaxed softly:

"Kiss me."

Song Xingli felt that his mind was in chaos, and wanted to find an outlet to let himself breathe a sigh of relief. When he met Shang Shijin's eyes, he was pulled into the vortex by the gentleness of Shi Jin's eyes in a trance.

Follow the time uncontrollably.

"...kiss me."

"Kiss my forehead."

"Kiss my forehead."

As soon as the words fell, Song Xingli felt warm and soft lips on his forehead, and his body froze.

oh?Shi Jin is kissing him.

"Kiss my eyes."

"...kiss my eyes."

The lips fell gently on the eyes, and the heat seemed to melt the tears.

"Kiss the tip of my nose."

"...kiss the tip of my nose."

The kiss fell on the tip of the nose, very intimate.

Shi Jin's eyes reflected Song Xingli's appearance, and he smiled softly: "Kiss my lips."

"Kiss my uh-"

Song Xingli's eyes widened, and when he felt the warmth on his lips, he suddenly realized what he was doing, was he being led away by Shi Jin?

His mind went blank when Jin Kissed him, but all his fears disappeared in an instant.The gentle rubbing of the back of the neck softened the bones of his body, making his back soft and close to Shi Jin.

The two people in the back seat of the car hugged each other intimately, and the heat seemed to gradually increase because of this kiss.

This kiss was extraordinarily gentle, as gentle as a troubadour whispering love words in his ear.

The unemotional kiss is gentle and tender, the kiss makes people's limbs go limp, floating like a celestial being, numb to the bone, as if robbing the breath, but also falling willingly.

I don't know how long it took to regain my sanity, and a sense of shame surged up from the back of my waist.

Song Xingli pushed Shi Jin away violently: "!"

What is he doing? !are you crazy!

In the end, he forgot that he was sitting on Shi Jin's lap, and his whole body fell backwards, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

Shi Jin's eyesight was quick, and his long arms quickly wrapped around Song Xingli's waist, bringing him into his arms.

"Be careful."

The heart was stuck together again, and the rhythm of the heartbeat was colliding through the thin clothes.

He stared blankly at Shi Jin's eyes, and next to his ears was Shi Jin's deep and magnetic voice. This voice always had a kind of magical power that made people tremble, and the steady and gentle seemed to be able to calm down in front of the bed. Remain indifferent, but it is this energy that makes people feel conquered.

His breathing was a little unsteady, he looked down at Shi Jin and frowned, thinking of what Shi Jin did to him just now, and he followed him as if he had been hypnotized, he felt a little annoyed.

"Shi Jin, are you immature?"

Shi Jin's gaze under the glasses was gentle and smiling, as if nothing would irritate him: "I just want to coax you not to be afraid, are you still afraid now?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to brush the moisture in the corner of Song Xingli's eyes, with a sense of pity.

Song Xingli: "..." He turned his face away from Shi Jin's hand, with a suspicious expression on his face, is this the Shi Jin he knew?

It's really hypocritical to be gentle after the fact.

"Hey, hey, brother!!!" At this moment, Chu Xingqi's panicked voice came from the mobile phone that fell at his feet: "Brother, are you okay!"

Song Xingli didn't give Shi Jin any more chances. He tidied his clothes slowly, as if he was the one in charge. He bent down to pick up the phone while sitting on Shi Jin's lap, and smiled at the person on the other end of the phone. Chu Xingqi said:

"I'm fine. I had a little accident. I'll go over now. See you later." Hold the phone tightly to keep your hands from shaking.

I can't make a fool of myself anymore.

The past has passed, what is he afraid of.

He will not look back, those things are not terrible, he can forget what he wants to forget.

The thin lips were slightly pursed, and it seemed that Shi Jin's temperature from just now remained on the lips, tender and numb, but it just brought back memories.

Shi Jin's eyes fell on Song Xingli's waist that was too soft when he bent over, inadvertently revealing a section of whiteness around his waist, and then looking at Song Xingli's appearance of Yun Danqingfeng talking on the phone with another person, how can he tell that he was at a loss just now Had to follow a child.

It is easy to handle and does not leak water.

It was a look he had never seen before, but it also made him feel very distressed.Is it the same for the seven years abroad, not telling him anything, and going through it alone when he is sick.

Frowning slightly, he shouldn't always indulge Song Xingli's tenderness and consideration, sometimes more he hopes that Song Xingli can continue to be as willful as he was when he was a child.

Song Xingli moved to the side, and when he took a look, Jin asked people to get out of the car and drive.

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Alright, Mr. Song." Shi Jin smiled, raised his hand to tidy up Song Xingli's curled clothes, and got out of the car to go to the driver's seat when he saw that nothing was showing.

Chu Xingqi on the other end of the phone looked at the screen that had been hung up with a disappointed expression.

That voice just now...

Are you exercising?

The author has something to say: Hehehe, today is Qixi Festival, is this chapter a little bit sweet, is Shijin a little bit better!

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