System · Birth of a Superstar

Walking up the circle of stairs, Situ still had no expression on his face, but the slightly dark eyes and slow pace proved the turmoil in Situ's heart.

Quickly went to the top.

Situ looked at the steel pipe going straight down diagonally, and was dazed, as if he could feel the warmth from that hug again.

He took out the key, opened the door and walked in.

The whole room has been unoccupied for more than a week, because the doors and windows are tightly closed, but there is no dust.

Situ went to open the window first, then walked to the refrigerator, and looked at the place where he had pasted the note.

It was empty.

Feeling happy for no reason in his heart, Situ opened the refrigerator and almost ate most of the food in it, and there was no drink at all.

Satisfied with his chin, Situ closed the refrigerator and walked to the door of his room.

Open the door.

The door opened, and Situ stood in the shadows, unable to see his expression clearly.

After a short pause, Situ finally turned on the light.

Then he saw the neatly stacked panties and socks placed on top of the rattan chair, and carefully covered them with plastic bags.

Situ chuckled.

This is really a surprise.

He's been in anyway, hasn't he?

Country c, outside the Forbidden City.

Zhu Hongde stood at the west gate, hesitated again and again, but still did not step through the door.

The few guards standing guard at the door saw this man with extraordinary aura and familiarity, so they had already quietly notified the captain.

Zhu Hongde stared at the vermilion gate, and after standing there for a long time, he sighed and turned around to leave.

"Isn't this His Royal Highness the Prince? What's the matter? Pass through the house and not enter?" The head of the security department and the captain of the guards, who did not know when they came, stood quietly behind Zhu Hongde. The words of the head of the security department were almost Zhu Hongde was not frightened.

"It's Song Yue, you surprised me so suddenly." Looking at the familiar eyebrows, Zhu Hongde was a little dazed for no reason, and said after a while.

The captain of the guard bowed to Zhu Hongde, and then retreated to the guard at the gate. He could not get involved in the affairs here.

On the contrary, one of the young guards was still curiously looking up, and the captain of the guard slapped Mao Lizi hard, which made the young man teary and full of grievances.

He was directly pulled aside by the captain.

The people around consciously avoided, and the surrounding environment became quiet all of a sudden.

In this quiet atmosphere, Zhu Hongde seemed a little embarrassed, his eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look at Song Yue's face again.

"Hey, you haven't forgotten my brother? Are you not afraid that Dai'er will not forgive you?" Song Yue looked at the erratic eyes of the person opposite, as if she was thinking about someone through herself, and she was not angry. Hit one, said in a half-taunting, half-joking tone.

"But then again, what you didn't get back then, Dai'er never lost."

"My brother's son really belongs to Dai'er."

"I'm not talking about you, you really don't live up to Dai'er."

Zhu Hongde was stunned for a long time, "You mean that Song Xin? Song Dabao? He is with Dai'er now?"

"Your Highness, don't you know? Then I have to talk to you carefully. Not only my eldest sister agreed to this matter, Dabao himself also acquiesced."

"I can't say that in the future, Dai'er's daughter will also become the head of our Song family." Song Yue bit the Beijing film and rhymed, talking high and low, the more she spoke, the more proud she became.

"That's my Zhu Hongde's daughter!" Zhu Hongde got a little angry and roared.

Looking at the distraught look in front of her, and thinking about the usual look of this person with eyes on the top of her head, Song Yue smiled unkindly.

"But she doesn't recognize you as a father!" Youyou said.

Zhu Hongde's expression changed instantly.

Song Yue shook her head, she was used to seeing this man's flamboyant and artistic appearance, so she couldn't bear it for no reason at this time.

"Dai'er...convinced the eldest sister..." Song Yue finally couldn't hold back and revealed the news.

Zhu Hongde's face suddenly turned red, and his tone was a little excited, "Really?"

"Nature is true, how could I lie to you?"

"You should also know that our Song family is actually the Wu family. It was because the descendants were afraid that the former emperor would be taboo, so the Wu family reversed the ancestral surname and returned to the Song family."

"As for when our Song family was still a Wu family, you should know which one came out, right?" Song Yue spoke unhurriedly, her voice was as clear as a bell, very magnetic.

"I just know, so I can't believe it." Zhu Hongde was silent for a moment, sighed, and said.

"That's right." Song Yue looked up at the sky. At this time, the bright moon was hanging high, and there were only a few stars in the sky, which seemed a bit lonely.

Song Yue narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the moon, "If it were me, I wouldn't believe it either." She said in an ethereal tone.

Zhu Hongde smiled wryly, he had drunken disorder/sex back then, and regarded the man next to him as Song Yue's elder brother, Xiao was startled into a cold sweat even because of his unusual status, who would have expected that he would be shot, and then Zhu Dai'er would be born.

Zhu Dai'er's mother was also a strong-tempered person. Although she had to marry Zhu Hongde because of the identity of the child in her womb, she resolutely divorced within a few months after Zhu Dai'er was born.

This matter was regarded as the headline of the front page back then. If it weren't for the majesty of the royal family, this headline would never have been posted once.

There is no doubt that the Supreme Court, out of sympathy for the weak, was eventually sentenced to the mother.

Of course, Zhu Dai'er's mother is also a distant relative of the Song family. Although there is no blood relationship at all, in Song Yue's view, even if Dai'er grew up with Zhu Hongde, she will definitely hate her father in the end!

In addition to art songs, does this prince have his straight brother and daughter in his heart?Then you have to go to the back row!

Even its infatuation makes people regret, and its unfeeling also makes people angry.

Although Dai'er is his daughter in name, Dai'er has never called him father since she was sensible!

It's really self-inflicted!Should!

Want to recognize your daughter now?Glancing at the faintly white hair in the man's hair, Song Yue was expressionless, she had already done something.

"Ah, that's right. I forgot to tell you." Song Yue lowered her head and said to the frowning Zhu Hongde.

Zhu Hongde, who was deeply trapped in memories, woke up with a shiver, and looked at Song Yue in confusion.

Song Yue's expression moved slightly, facing such eyes, he frowned slightly, but calmed down in an instant.

"My elder brother is indeed a beauty. Even my younger brother has to admit it. Over the years, my elder brother has been wearing light makeup, not for beauty, but for ugliness, to make himself more ordinary."

"Or to put it more bluntly, it's just to make my wife happy."

"The sister-in-law of the Si family, not to mention others, even my elder sister is very satisfied, there is no choice."

Zhu Hongde was short of breath, "What are you talking about? Are you here to make me angry?" blurted out.

"When I say these words, it's actually very simple. Our family's eldest treasure is also becoming a beauty now."

"It's just that Dabao doesn't know that he doesn't look more and more like a big sister, but more and more like his father."

"Today's make-up, I'm a little fuzzy about my brother's real appearance, but I really envy my sister-in-law, who can see it every day." Song Yue said slowly.

"Dai'er is really lucky, maybe Dabao will really be the next Yuehua in the future."

Zhu Hongde looked pale, and lowered his head a little dejectedly.

With a sneer, Song Yueman said sarcastically, "Why are you so upset? My name is Yue!"

"When I was young, I was considered a jade carving. The family was named after the moon. Didn't they just hope that I would be Yuehua? What happened? In our generation, there is no one who can be called Yuehua, that is my beautiful brother No way."

Song Yue was silent for a while, her expression was unfriendly, and she looked at Zhu Hongde more and more unpleasantly.

"Now Dabao has the signs of Yuehua, and Dai'er also..."

"It's simply made in heaven, how can my eldest sister disagree?"

"Zhu Hongde, your daughter got everything you want, are you happy?"

Zhu Hongde raised his head abruptly, his eyes shone brightly, and a wave of coercion unceremoniously pressed towards Song Yue.

Song Yue stretched out her hand and swiped lightly, easily tearing away the coercion, and took a step forward, with the brilliance in her eyes, she looked at Zhu Hongde silently.

Zhu Hongde smiled miserably, and suddenly lost his power, "Why do you force me like this?" His voice was hoarse.

"You can't get it, and I can't get it. There is no more suffering in the world than this. You are suffering...and I am happy." Song Yue looked at the man in front of her, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but there was nothing in her mouth. Show mercy.

"You're happy, let me go, okay?" Zhu Hongde turned his head and looked at the vermilion gate again, feeling bitter in his heart, he turned around and left in a somewhat staggered manner.

Looking at Zhu Hongde's back, Song Yue's expression finally changed. He stretched out his hand, but retracted it halfway, looking at the background/scene that was gradually going away, the corners of his mouth gradually became indifferent.

Standing under the moon for a long time, I looked up at the bright moon again.

In the end, a drop of bitterness still flows into the heart, and all kinds of tastes are entangled in it, and the ups and downs can't escape after all.

Song Yue sighed deeply, shook her head and left.

There are always things like this or that in this world that people can't help themselves. People always turn back and forth among these things. At most, they stop complaining, but then plunge into them.

Few people can see through, and even fewer people can be free.

Walking in the cool sea water, feeling the fine yellow sand under your feet, the waves of the sea rushing over the instep again and again with white foam.

The landlord sat on the edge of the beach, looked at the young man standing in the water, and smiled.

Under the moonlight, everything seemed hazy, and everything seemed so attractive!

There was no one around, and on this beach where there were only landlords and young people, the young people could finally sing freely.

There are people under the moon, light dancing by the sea, jade beads falling on the plate, and the sound is trembling and emotional.

The landlord looked into the distance. It was a moonlit sea, dark but sparkling. There was a wind blowing through his hair, and there were songs flowing from his heart.

The landlord felt that the young man was like a legendary banshee, and he reacted as soon as he sang.

He stood up without covering up, and walked straight towards the young man.

The young man was facing the sea, closed his eyes and sang, but there was a sudden heat behind him, as if he had been resisted by something.

The singing didn't stop, the young man turned around and looked at the landlord with a smile in his eyes, singing like a charm.

Under the shining moonlight, the landlord felt that his soul was about to come out.

"You are so beautiful." The landlord bowed his head.

The singing voice was immediately blocked in the young man's mouth, turning into sweetness, and spreading in the hearts of the two.