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Busy days always go by so fast.

Going to class, studying scripts, figuring out characters, memorizing lines, taking makeup photos... Song Ci wished that there were 48 hours in a day, and 120 minutes in an hour.

Although very tiring, it is also very fulfilling.

During the period, Song Ci took the time to visit Sui Youbin's house.

Because I promised him to go to accompany Sui Zhen, although he was very busy, it was a bit unreasonable not to go once.

Sui Youbin's home is in a villa area on the outskirts of the city. Song Ci walked a long way after getting off the bus, and found the surrounding environment somewhat familiar. He suddenly remembered that the villa that Qin Song brought him to last time seemed to be nearby.

After asking a few passers-by for a walk, he found Sui Youbin's home.

Sui Youbin went to filming, only Sui Zhen, his elderly grandma, and a live-in nanny took care of their lives in the big family.

Sui Zhen still remembered him and was very happy to see him.

Song Ci played a game with him, and then he was instantly killed, and then accompanied him to build building blocks. Song Ci is good at this, and the two of them spent an hour building a fire station.

At nine o'clock, it was time for Sui Zhen to go to bed, but he still pestered him and refused to let him go, so Song Ci had to stay and read him a bedtime story. Sui Zhen asked to listen to "Puss in Boots" by name, but who knew he hadn't listened to it for a while? fell asleep.

Song Ci went to Suizhen's grandma to say goodbye.

When the old lady sent Song Ci out, she held Song Ci's hand and said sadly: "If Zhenzhen's brother hadn't been abducted by human traffickers, he should be as old as you now, and he can play with Zhenzhen and tell Zhenzhen Story, I really won't be so lonely like now. Sigh, I don't know how we are doing, whether we have grown up well. "

As she spoke, the old lady couldn't help shedding two lines of dirty tears.

Song Ci comforted her and said, "Sui Ran must have found a good family and grew up healthy and happy under the care of her parents."

The old lady nodded and said: "I have always thought so, so that my heart will be less painful. I heard from You Bin that he recognized you as his son, so I will be your grandma. I will often come to you in the future. Come to play at home, grandma will make delicious food for you."

Song Ci smiled and said, "Okay, if I have time, I will definitely come and see you and Sui Zhen."

On the way back, Song Ci suddenly had an idea.

Perhaps, he can fill Sui Ran's position in the Sui family.

Sui Youbin lost a son, and he longed for a family and the strong backing that this family could provide, the best of both worlds.

Although it is a bit despicable to think like this, Song Ci is willing to give it a try if possible.

On the second day of visiting Sui's house, Song Ci received a call from Sui Youbin.

Sui Youbin said: "I heard the truth, you came to see him at home, he was very happy, and kept asking me when you will come again."

Song Ci said: "I may not be able to get through it recently. I have accepted an idol drama, and then I have to shoot "Bones and Sugar". .”

Sui Youbin smiled and said: "It's okay, work is important. By the way, don't rush to take on the role after the filming of "Bones and Sugar". I have a script in hand now. The role of the male lead is very suitable for you. After I finish filming "Lightning in a Bottle", I will start preparations, and then I will find you as the leading actor."

Song Ci was naturally very happy, but his tone was not obvious, and he still said calmly: "Thank you godfather."

And when Song Ci told Yan Peng about this, he jumped up with joy.

Yan Peng said happily: "Oh my god, I can't believe it's real! Come on, give me a punch and let me know I'm not dreaming!"

Song Ci smiled and said, "Don't be too happy, it's still a matter of disappearing, and it's not certain whether it will happen or not."

"How can I be unhappy?" Yan Peng couldn't help but beam with joy, "Do you know what Sui Youbin's male lead means? It means that you are going to ascend to the sky in one step! Maybe you are the next Zhang Yucheng! Song Ci, I am so happy that I am about to explode Already!"

Song Ci couldn't bear to pour cold water on him again, so he accompanied him to look forward to a bright future.

At the end of August, the crew of "Carousel" held a launch conference.

As the male number two, Song Ci had to participate.

This is Song Ci's first official appearance in front of the media as a rookie actor. He doesn't feel much about it, but Yan Peng attaches great importance to it.

The day before the press conference, Yan Peng took Song Qi to the Gucci store to choose the clothes to wear for the press conference.

After trying many suits, I chose a black plaid seersucker suit at the suggestion of the shop assistant. The slim fit seemed to be tailor-made for Song Ci. It was paired with a pure cotton white shirt, black silk bow tie and black leather lace-up shoes. A qualitative leap has taken place in human temperament.

"Sure enough, people depend on their clothes. Although you look good enough in the most common jeans and white T-shirt, this suit makes your appearance even better, like a nobleman." Yan Peng clapped his hands and smiled. He said: "Isn't your character in the play a rich man? It just fits well, so I chose this one!"

Song Ci was wearing a formal suit for the first time in his life, and it was indescribably awkward.

He looked at himself in the mirror, as if he was a different person, as if he really was a rich and noble son who had never experienced any hardships and was raised pampered in rich clothes and fine food.

Song Ci suddenly said, "Brother Yan, please take a photo for me."

Yan Peng smiled and said, "Okay."

Song Ci handed his mobile phone to Yan Peng, Yan Peng unlocked it neatly, turned on the camera, pointed at Song Ci, and took several pictures in a row. Song Ci chose the one he was most satisfied with and sent it to Li Fan by MMS.

Not long after, I received a reply: "Who are you handsome? Do we know each other?"

On the day of the launch conference, Song Ci met Gao Buyu, the heroine of "Carousel", who had met once.

They were putting on makeup in the same room, and Song Ci took the initiative to greet her: "Hi, I'm Song Ci, Ren Sikai's classmate."

Gao Buyu glanced at him, Song Ci immediately sensed the unfriendliness in her eyes, and probably guessed why, the idea of ​​wanting to have a good relationship with her faded away.

"Have you called Xiaokai recently?" Gao Buyu asked.

"No." Song Ci said truthfully, "Is he okay?"

Gao Buyu then said with a bit of eccentricity: "You don't know if he's good or not? You put him..." Due to the presence of a makeup artist, she couldn't speak too directly, so she choked and swallowed the bitterness in her stomach unwillingly. Go on, and only throw out a statement that is neither serious nor serious: "You are really ungrateful."

Song Ci couldn't answer, so he fell silent.

Gao Buyu also remained silent for a while, unwilling to give up the opportunity to mock Song Ci, and said again: "Mr. Qin from Canxing is famous in the entertainment circle for liking little boys. You are a simple and unpretentious little boy, you have to be careful, don't let him succeed, otherwise your future will be ruined."

How could Song Ci fail to hear the cynicism in her words, but he didn't bother to care about it, and said "Thank you for reminding me" lightly.

Gao Buyu somewhat achieved his goal, and didn't want to waste any more time talking with him, so he fell silent.

After everything was ready, the press conference proceeded in an orderly manner according to the established procedures. Song Ci sat quietly in his seat, put on a decent expression, and listened carefully to other people's speeches. If a reporter asked him, he would answer if he could answer. Simply say a few words, if you can't answer - most of them are related to Yuan Zhaolei's death - just laugh it off, the host will naturally help him smooth things over, Yan Peng has already said hello before.

After the press conference, there will be a kick-off banquet.

The huge banquet hall was full of people, and Song Ci could count on the number of hands he knew.

He doesn't know how to socialize at all, basically he does what other people do, and he inevitably drinks a few glasses of wine.However, his drinking capacity was basically zero, and he became a little drunk after a few glasses of wine, but he managed to hold on with his strong willpower and did not show any signs of drunkenness. It was not until Yan Peng came to him after the banquet that he couldn't hold on. He fell headfirst on Yan Peng.

Yan Peng was startled, thinking what was wrong with him, hugged him and shouted a few times, but got no response.

Gao Buyu passed by and said, "Don't worry, I'm probably just drunk."

Yan Peng breathed a sigh of relief, and with the help of Gao Buyu, he carried the sleeping Song Ci on his back, and quickly left the banquet hall.

I took the elevator downstairs, and when I got out of the elevator, I ran into Qin Song by accident.

"What's wrong with him?" Qin Song asked with a frown.

Yan Peng said hastily: "I drank a few glasses of wine during the kick-off banquet and got drunk."

Qin Song said coldly: "How did you take care of him? How old did you let him drink?"

Yan Peng immediately broke out in a cold sweat and repeatedly admitted his mistake.

Qin Song reached out and took Song Ci off Yan Peng's back, hugged him horizontally, and said, "You get off work."

After finishing speaking, Qin Song carried Song Ci into the elevator by himself.

Yan Peng looked at the slowly closing elevator door, wishing he could rush in and snatch Song Ci back, but he could only stand there motionless, watching Song Ci disappear before his eyes, but he couldn't do anything.

Yan Peng had already had an intuition that Qin Song was unusual for Song Ci.

Yan Peng had confirmed his relationship with Qin Song to Song Ci twice and three times, and Song Ci also made it clear that there was no improper relationship with Qin Song, but Yan Peng could not feel at ease because Song Ci was too outstanding. Even he, a straight heterosexual, would have misleading thoughts when facing Song Ci's face, let alone Qin Song who has a soft spot for beautiful boys of seventeen or eighteen?

Song Ci is Yan Peng's nobleman, a powerful helper for Yan Peng to change his destiny and reach the sky in one step. He watched Song Ci fall into the fire pit of Qin Song but was powerless. The strong sense of frustration and the fear that his future would be destroyed made him lose his mind.

After standing still for a long time, Yan Peng finally walked out of the hotel, lonely and desolate.

Qin Song bent down and put Song Ci on the kingsize bed in the presidential suite, and sat down beside the bed, staring at Song Ci who was asleep due to drunkenness.

Today's Song Ci is different from anything he has seen before.

He put on gorgeous clothes, had his hairstyle done, and combed his bangs that were naturally hanging down, revealing a smooth and full forehead, making his beautiful facial features look more three-dimensional. He even put on a little makeup, darkened his eyebrows, and his lips A little red, too beautiful to be real.

Qin Song has lingered in the flowers for many years, but he has never seen anyone more beautiful than Song Ci. Just looking at him makes his blood boil, and he can't hold it back. He wants to tear him apart and eat him dry.

Facing Qin Song's staring eyes, Song Ci didn't notice it, and slept soundly, as if he had some good dream, showing a slight smile, which became more and more attractive.

Qin Song suddenly leaned over and lowered his head, kissing the long-coveted lips.

He opened his mouth to enclose the soft lips, sucking and licking, for a long time, he held Song Ci's chin, forcing him to open his mouth to welcome the strong invasion of his tongue.

Song Ci seemed to feel uncomfortable, groaned, put his hands on Qin Song's chest, and pushed weakly.

This kind of resistance is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, making Qin Song lose control even more, grabbing Song Ci's tongue and ravaging him like a beast that can never be satisfied.

Song Ci felt suffocated in his sleep, but couldn't speak, struggling and whimpering non-stop.

Every movement and every whimper of his provoked Qin Song's desire, roaring to be released.

Qin Song suddenly stopped.

He straightened up, his chest heaved violently, and there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes.

Song Ci coughed twice, but he didn't wake up. His eyes were still closed, and the corners of his eyes were stained with water. He looked so pitiful that one couldn't help but want to be soft-pity-secret-love.

Qin Song lowered his head again, kissed the corners of Song Ci's eyes, kissed away the tears, rolled down, kissed his nose, cheek, and finally stopped on the ravaged red lips, but he was no longer as fierce as before. , but cautiously, as if afraid of hurting him, extremely gentle and tender.

After a long time, Qin Song let go of him, stood up, took off his clothes and walked towards the bathroom, secretly laughing that he would one day be Liu Xiahui.

He stood naked under the shower, even the cold water could not extinguish the surging desire-fire, and the majestic male symbol was still standing tenaciously.In desperation, Qin Song had no choice but to stretch out his hand to hold it, and acted bluntly.He has not done it himself for many years, and his skills are inevitably unfamiliar.

The charming appearance of Song Ci lingered in his mind, and the pleasure quickly reached its peak. When the desire-desire gushed out, Qin Song let out a low growl, his body twitched uncontrollably, and the aftertaste was long.

After a long time, Qin Song washed off the turbidity on his hands, washed his hands with soap, and rinsed for a while before turning off the tap, and took a towel over to wipe himself.

When Qin Song came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, there was no sign of Song Ci on the bed.

Startled, he walked over quickly, only to find Song Ci curled up on the carpet beside the bed, sleeping soundly.

Qin Song shook his head and laughed, feeling that Song Ci was cute for the first time.

She bent over and picked him up and put him back on the bed, then lay down next to him, reaching out to wrap him in her arms.

Song Ci moved, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep in Qin Song's arms.

Qin Song has never slept with anyone in his arms, but for some reason, he just wants to hold Song Ci in his arms.

Smelling Song Ci's scent, Qin Song inexplicably felt at ease, and he fell asleep quickly after being troubled by insomnia all year round.

Before his consciousness fell into chaos, Qin Song suddenly remembered his first encounter with Song Ci.

That day, he was extremely sleepy, and he just wanted to find a comfortable pillow to lie on for a while, but he didn't expect to fall asleep. He miraculously fell asleep while singing childish nursery rhymes in his voice.

This is a miracle for Qin Song who is longing for a peaceful sleep.

Later, Qin Song thought about how this miracle happened for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion: it was Song Ci's smell—similar to his mother's smell.

All Qin Song's obsession with Song Ci originated from this smell that could make him sleep peacefully.

He really wanted Song Ci to stay by his side forever, so that he could get a little comfort in every dark night of tossing and turning.

At 03:30 in the morning, Qin Song was awakened by a ringing bell.

The ringtone came from Song Ci's suit pocket.

Seeing that Song Ci was about to be woken up, Qin Song hurriedly took out his mobile phone, pressed the answer button, then got out of bed, walked quickly into the bathroom, closed the door, and put the mobile phone to his ear, anxious and irritable voices rushed into his ears inside.

"Song Ci, where are you? Why haven't you come home yet? Is something wrong? Talk!"

"I'm not Song Ci." Qin Song said.

There was an instant silence.

There was a slight smile in Qin Song's voice: "If I'm not mistaken, your name is Li Wei, right?"

"who are you?"

The three words seemed to be squeezed out between the teeth, full of dangerous taste.

Qin Song smiled and said, "Guess."

"Guess your uncle!" Li Fan was furious instantly, "Where is Song Ci?! What did you do to him?!"

Qin Song's expression remained unchanged, "What can I do to him?"

"If you dare to move his finger, I will definitely kill you!"

Qin Song sneered and said, "You are addicted to killing, but you don't have the ability to kill me."

This sentence had a lot of meaning, and Li Fan panicked for a moment, but then he realized that the most critical question right now was not this, and asked anxiously, "Where are you?"

Qin Song didn't let it go this time, and said directly: "Hilton Hotel, 2046."

The phone was hung up immediately.

Qin Song casually put the phone on the sink, turned on the faucet to wash his face, and saw blue stubble on his chin, so he shaved again, fixed his hair in front of the mirror, and then came out of the bathroom, and took the Picking up the clothes one by one and putting them on, she finally returned to the bed, still holding Song Ci in her arms, enjoying the last tender moment.

If you want to have this tenderness forever, the biggest obstacle should be the boy who is coming - Li Fan.

Li Fan is Song Ci's Achilles' heel, as long as he holds Li Fan in the palm of his hand, he will not be afraid that Song Ci will not submit obediently.

Qin Song originally disdained to play these tricks.

He has always paid attention to willingness, each takes what he needs, and never engages in the trick of taking by force.

However, he was so eager for Song Ci that he had never had such a strong desire in his life.

This time, as long as Song Ci can follow him, Qin Song doesn't mind playing tricks.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Qin Song gently put Song Ci's head back on the pillow, got out of bed and opened the door.