Ichimori Peace

There is a little vitality, but it looks like someone who has been seriously ill for a few days.

He smiled weakly, turned around, put on his clothes, picked up the key and went out.

Today, he has to go to work and can't be late.

His phone vibrated during Fang Shi, he glanced at the caller ID, hesitated for a moment, and connected, "Hello?"

"Xia Ying, are you free today?" the girl asked.

"I'm going to work, I don't have time."

The girl complained, "Why is it a part-time job again?"

Xia Ying remained silent, because what he said was true and he was not making excuses for himself.He worked as a model for a photography shop in the morning and worked as a waiter in a restaurant in the afternoon, so he definitely didn't have time to spend with her, and if he had time, he would also go to the hospital to take care of his mother.

The girl asked, "What about tomorrow?"

"I have to work too." Xia Xing leaned slightly towards the door. From here, he could see the scene outside the window on the floor. He felt vague and empty.

"So you haven't been free for two days?"

"Yes."

There was silence on the other end, and it took a long time before he said, "Then... see you at the university on Monday."

Xia Xing responded with a shallow voice, and hung up the phone.

He was holding the phone, shaking his head, feeling a little tired.

Facing others hypocritically is tiring, tiring.But he can't escape.

If his dad hadn't left him and his mother, if his dad hadn't left with someone else, then he wouldn't have had such a life.

Who is he to blame?

Who can blame?

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After what happened last night, Song Sen'an got up early in the morning, and after washing up, he drove to Huanyu alone.

Huanyu is the largest entertainment venue in Ranruo City.The brilliance under the staggered lights only conceals the filth.This place looks like a paradise on earth, but it is also a place where luxury and money are lost.

He parked his sports car at the gate of Huanyu, got out of the car, and walked straight into the gate. The security guard standing at the gate bowed deeply to him and took the key he threw away.

He thought, if he came here early in the morning, it would have a bad influence on him, right?

He pursed his lips and took the private elevator to the top floor.The glass was revealed, and he could overlook the outside, but he was not in the mood to look at it. He closed his eyes, thinking about something, and frowned.

Ding--

When the elevator door opened, he opened his beautiful eyes and walked into the connecting hall.

As soon as he entered, the ambiguous voices of men and women talking and laughing entered his ears.

He looked over to the table, smiled, and moved there.

As soon as he walked in, the familiar frivolous tone sounded, "Oh, our Second Young Master Song is finally back. He has been abroad for seven years. Do you miss us brothers?"

He laughed and said, "Guess."

"That must be a special thought." The speaker put down his female companion, walked to Song Sen'an, and put his arms around his shoulders.

Song Sen'an smiled, didn't say anything, took a glass from the side, and took a sip.

The other person sitting on the sofa took a look at Song Sen'an, stood up and said, "Sen'an, did you have something to do today?"

Song Sen'an didn't deny it, put down his wine glass, came to the sofa and sat down.

The two people in the room sneaked away the female companion beside them, and the originally soft atmosphere became somewhat solemn.

The person who spoke earlier was the young master of the Xu family, Xu Xianxian.He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you need to bring the two of us together."

"Find someone for me." Song Sen'an said, looking at the blue sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The man beside him half-jokingly said, "Is it a man or a woman? If it's a woman, I'll help you."

Song Sen'an turned his head to look at him, "You mean you won't help me if you're a man?"

He smiled and shrugged, "I didn't say that."

Song Sen'an looked at the other party helplessly, and said to Xu Xianxian, "Go and help me find it."

Xu Xianxian looked back at him, nodded, but asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Song Sen'an leaned against his ear and said softly.After listening, Xu Xianxian frowned, "Can't your people find him?"

Song Sen'an didn't speak at first, but pursed his lips, looked at him, and only said, "Are you going to help or not?"

Xu Xianxian smiled, "Help, but you have to tell me the reason."

"no reason."

"..."

"It's fine if you don't want to help." With that said, Song Sen'an got up and made a gesture to leave.

"Wait, if he doesn't help, I'll help you. I won't ask you why." After the frivolous voice fell, the man patted Song Sen'an on the shoulder and winked at Xu Xianxian.

Xu Xianxian said, "It's okay if you don't tell me the reason, I'll just ask, don't worry..."

Song Sen'an didn't get angry, so he said, "It's okay."

"Sen'an, don't worry, we will find it for you. Besides, the three of us finally got together, and we will talk about it later." Although this man is not serious, he is a good friend of the man, the young master of the Zhong family, Zhong Huachen.

Song Sen'an sighed, shook his head helplessly, and smiled randomly.

He thought that it was right to come back to Ranruo City for the time being, but how could they understand his purpose of coming here.

Huh, friend?Why do friends say it, because he doesn't need it.

Chapter 5

In the afternoon, Song Sen'an drove back to Song's house. He thought about who he would face when he went back, but he didn't expect that there was no one in the Song family ancestor's house.

The flowers in the garden have withered for many years, the trees stand out, and everything has become so dilapidated.

Changed, all changed.

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, this scene was what he wanted, it should have been like this long ago.

Familiar buildings, familiar corridors, familiar rooms, and those familiar and dead people.

He entered the villa, walked to the wall, looked at the black and white portrait, and smiled sarcastically, "Dad, it's finally time for you to rest in peace."

No, it should be said that you finally got what you deserved.

Song Sen'an smiled, his smile was cold, like October winter.

Since there was no one here, Song Sen'an didn't plan to stay longer, he stepped out of this house and all the memories about this place without turning his head nostalgic.

The abyss of despair, no matter how many years, should also disappear.

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In the dark night, the bright moon hangs high, and the starless night sky is desolate.

As soon as Song Cheng came home, he was cursing someone, but he saw Song Sen'an who was sitting on the sofa, froze in place with a dull expression.

Song Sen'an tilted his head, looked at Song Cheng like that, and smiled slightly, "Xiaocheng, the second brother is back."

Song Cheng's throat tightened, and he didn't know how to describe his mood at this time.

His second brother is back, really back.

He thought that he would never see him again in his life.

He rushed over and gave Song Sen'an a tight hug, expressing his longing for these years.

Song Sen'an patted him on the shoulder, with helplessness in his eyes, "Xiaocheng, are you going to strangle the second brother to death?"

Song Cheng was taken aback, let go of Song Sen'an, scratched his head and said, "I'm so excited to see you back."

Song Sen'an smiled lightly and said nothing, but he understood Song Cheng's mood.

Song Cheng looked at him, and suddenly asked, "Second brother, have you visited eldest brother?"

Song Sen'an's face changed slightly, and he shook his head, "It's not too late, I will visit him in a while." By the way, settle the old score with him.

"That's it." Song Cheng thought for a while, and seemed to ask, "Then you come back this time, will you leave again?"

"Probably not." Song Sen'an couldn't say for sure, but he would stay in Ranruo City for some time.

"Then let me walk around here with you tomorrow. Ranruo City has changed a lot in the past few years." Song Cheng was excited, completely immersed in the joy of Song Sen'an's return.

Song Sen'an said, "You don't go to class?"

Hearing this, Song Cheng was furious, but he still said, "I can ask for leave."

Song Sen'an smiled, "If you want to do this, forget it."

Song Cheng insisted, "It's okay, class is boring anyway."

Song Sen'an said, "Really? Then I heard you come back and mutter who is better than you in study?"

"I'm not muttering about studying, I'm swearing." When this matter was mentioned, Song Cheng's eyes flashed unnaturally.

"What? Who messed with you?" He smiled gently, and only when facing someone he knew and loved, could there be all kinds of emotions behind the smile but no one knew it.

Song Cheng looked at him, and was about to speak, but hesitated for a moment, "A person in our school likes to pretend to be noble and put on airs."

Song Sen'an asked, "He knows your identity?"

"Yeah." For this person, Song Cheng hated him so much.

He smiled lowly, "From this point of view, you must be at fault."

"Second brother, you didn't listen to my reasons, so you jumped to conclusions." Song Cheng looked at him unwillingly, a little unhappy.

Song Sen'an showed a clear expression, his brother, how could he not know what kind of temperament he is?Even after another seven years, he could still guess what Song Cheng was thinking.

He smiled, "Just you, don't I understand? You have to learn more at school to get along with others, and don't cause trouble."

"This time it's not because I don't like him." Song Cheng defended.

"That's because you are not used to his behavior." Song Sen'an remembered that when he was a child, Song Cheng was a bully, and when he saw something that was not pleasing to the eye, he would beat others.

"No."

He added, "Then he should be very distasteful to you and make you feel uncomfortable."

"He's a man!" Song Cheng blushed slightly and growled.

Song Sen'an smiled, "I didn't say he was a woman."

"Then what do you use the word appetite for?" Song Cheng was melancholy, his second brother was closer than his elder brother, but sometimes he just liked to joke and was very playful.

Song Anyuan smiled lightly, his eyes were slightly bent into crescent-like arcs, with the light of stars, his lips were slightly raised, his face was soft, and his beautiful features made him a peerless face.

"Well, why are you scolding him?" Song Sen'an asked casually, without much interest.

Song Cheng glanced at Song Sen'an, not knowing how to explain this reason, maybe it wasn't a reason at all.He whispered, "If I tell you, second brother, don't laugh at me."

Song Sen'an nodded, so under Song Sen'an's gaze, he said slowly, "Because the girl I like likes him."

"Are you unrequited love?"

"That's it."

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