Weird Gacha Machine

Yin Mu thought that Deputy Commander Song should be five or sixty years old at least, but he turned out to be just a middle-aged uncle, who couldn't even touch the old man, but he looked younger than the family portrait that Qiao Ge sent before. Thin and haggard... Why do all the men in their family look like this.Not to mention Lu Qiming, anything you can think of to describe a rich man can be used to describe him.

Lu Hengliang parked the car and came in, just happened to bump into his father whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and went towards Song Qingqiao and the others as if he hadn't seen him.

It's also gone wrong, neither of these two men recognized each other.

"Uncle Lu, when did you come back?" Song Qingqiao quickly came out of the reception desk, grabbed Lu Hengliang's arm and led him to Deputy Commander Song.

Only then did Lu Hengliang suddenly realize that he saw the person coming: "Uncle Song, Dad, I'm sorry I didn't recognize him just now."

If you didn't recognize it, you didn't recognize it, what did you say!The brain is made of iron! ?

"I flew back last night." Lu Qiming was used to Lu Hengliang's obsessive uprightness, "The brat has grown a lot taller."

"Lu Mao is the best man today, you have to take a good look at it." Song Qingqiao, a master at smoothing things over, smiled so heartily and without affectation.

Taking the two elders to the reception desk, Lu Qiming praised repeatedly: "Old Song, you are a good wife."

"What is my daughter-in-law, it's my daughter-in-law!"

"Haha, yes, yes, you can see that many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and my son has married a wife, and we are still single."

Walking to the welcome desk and standing there by Yin Mufang, Deputy Commander Song looked at him first, whose child is this?Then Lu Qiming also looked at him, whoever his child was, I couldn't remember my own child.

"Dad, I told you, Yin Mu." Song Qingqiao handed Lu Qiming a pen, and he was so cute and sensible.

"Oh, I don't remember so much about the comings and goings of your younger generation. Thank you for your hard work, kid." Deputy Commander Song smiled at Yin Mu, bent his eyes and patted him on the shoulder.

Hey, hand strength is really fucking genetic.

"It's okay, Uncle Song." Is that what you call it?Before coming here, I didn't discuss with Brother Qiao about what to call it!

Deputy Commander Song didn't care, and went upstairs to drink tea with Lu Qiming.

"Damn it." Yin Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief. Today, one day will shorten his life by ten years. "I really didn't realize that Song Qingqiao, you have two fucking faces."

"It's not too late for you to see now." Lu Hengliang hit the hammer before Song Qingqiao could refute.

"Okay, Lu Mao, you're in a bad mood, can you take your anger out on me?" Song Qingqiao and Lu Hengliang sat down on the long table. It seemed that the two of them were in no better condition than Yin Mu, and they were both worried. bold.

"I'm sorry, Brother Qiao." Lu Hengliang said suddenly.

"Hey, don't worry about me, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle these things even if I can handle you." Song Qingqiao especially likes to embrace Lu Hengliang. They are about the same age, but he always puts himself in the role of brother.

"What are you carrying?" He said something that Yin Mu couldn't understand.

"You'll know later." Lu Hengliang responded lightly, his tone full of helplessness.

The three of them sat here for a while, and Lu Hengliang followed them to welcome the guests when he had nothing to do.It was only past ten o'clock, who came so early.

Just thinking about it, the door opened again, feeling like entering Song Qingqiao's well-behaved world every time it was opened.

Two old people came in, followed by a well-dressed woman, who supported an old man.

Song Qingqiao greeted her with a smile, but it was obvious that the visitor was not kind.

"Don't know how to come and help grandparents?" The woman's expression was extremely bad, full of hostility.

Song Qingqiao's improvisational skills are also great, he ran over in two or three steps, and walked slowly towards the reception desk with his grandfather.

Lu Hengliang reacted very quickly, and immediately called Deputy Commander Song, saying that his grandparents had arrived.

The two cooperated so well that it was called a tacit understanding.

"Xiao Yi, aren't you the groom's official? Why are you here?" Grandpa turned to look at Song Qingqiao and asked.

"Dad, he's not Xiao Yi, he's the younger one." The woman explained to the old man.

Did you explain it like this! ?What is your tone! ?Yin Mu was very angry, seeing that Song Qingqiao looked like a normal person.

Deputy Commander Song received the call and rushed downstairs: "Dad, Mom, Huan'er!"

"elder brother!"

What a great picture of family members meeting each other.

Deputy Commander Song patted Song Qingqiao's hand that was supporting Grandpa, indicating that it was all right to let him help, but Song Qingqiao was let go like an orphan.

"Didn't you just say you're on the way? We'll be here so soon. Where's Xiaomeng?" Deputy Commander Song helped the old man upstairs without introducing him to Song Qingqiao.

"Xiaomeng still has a while, on the highway."

This was Song Qingqiao's first time meeting her grandparents, as well as her aunt.

"...Brother Qiao." Yin Mu called him.

"what happened?"

"I want to go out and smoke a cigarette."

"I can't smoke today, Lu Mao, go with President Yin."

Yin Mu had never felt that the smoke was so heart-wrenching, and his face flushed from choking after taking a puff.

"Take it easy." Lu Hengliang squatted on the ground, regardless of whether he was wearing a suit or not, no matter how comfortable he was.

"Cough, his grandparents...cough cough, why don't you like him that much?" Yin Mu asked.

"I haven't met before, so He Laixi doesn't like to talk about it." Lu Hengliang exhaled smoke from his nose, "I only know that there is such a person."

Yin Mu really didn't know what to say, he knew that no matter how much he asked, Lu Hengliang would never say anything.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier!? Who the hell wants to be the doorman, fuck!"

"It's useless to talk about it. If you don't do this, Song Xiangyi has a way to make him feel worse."

"Are you fucking Joe's friend!?"

Lu Hengliang threw the cigarette away and stood up: "Boss Yin, we are always just outsiders, they are family."

This fucking shit family!Who treats Song Qingqiao as family?

Yin Mu and Lu Hengliang went in after being blown to the point of running nose.At this time, people have come one after another. If such a big restaurant is fully booked, there will be at least 600 people.

But in fact, Song Qingqiao didn't know 80.00% of the people who came.Most of them were father's friends, comrades-in-arms, juniors, relatives who had never met before, and then Song Xiangyi's friends.Finally, there is a small group of Song Xiangyi's mother's friends.With such a huge group, Song Qingqiao was insignificant, and even his social circle was insignificant.

Sitting by the side, Yin Mu listened to Song Qingqiao saying "I'm his younger brother" and "It's okay".

Are you really all right?No one knows except himself.

"Qiao Qiao! Hey, you're so handsome today!" A middle-aged couple arrived, and this lady was the first person who happily greeted Song Qingqiao in the past hour.

"President Xu, Aunt Hao!" Song Qingqiao stood up and hugged the lady, then patted Yin Mu, "These two are Brother Huang's parents."

"Hello, uncle and aunt, I'm Yin Mu, Brother Huang's classmate."

"Hey, I'll go. I still don't believe what our little Huang said, but I didn't expect him to be so handsome!" Ms. Hao took a big bite.

"It's almost enough, handsome can be eaten as a meal." Mr. Xu was not happy to hear it from the side, and Brother Huang probably learned from his father when he co-authored.

"What's wrong with my bragging child? Come on, Qiao Qiao, keep the red envelopes." Aunt Hao took three red envelopes, "You two handsome boys will share the extra two!"

"That can't, Aunt Hao and we are both adults, so we can't accept red envelopes." Song Qingqiao said.

"No, you have to give it to me." Aunt Hao is really a good aunt, "Hurry up and sign, Lao Xu, I have to go and see our son."

After Mr. Xu and his wife left, Yin Mu touched the red envelope and sighed, "Brother Huang, what kind of virtue is this?"

No worries about food and clothing, parents love and mother love.

"Song Qingqiao?" Who is this?

"It's me, are you?" Song Qingqiao hadn't been called by a stranger yet, and looked at the woman in front of her with a dazed expression.

The woman laughed and wrote "Song Chengmeng" in the autograph book.

"After a while your little uncle parked the car and came up and told him to go upstairs to find me."

Yes yes yes...it's Brother Qiao!

Sure enough, even after the decline has reached its end, there will be two rebounds after bottoming out, and Song Qingqiao is bewildered by the rebound.

"Stupid?" Yin Mu tugged at his ears.

"It's not impossible, it's smart."

The guests had almost entered, and Song Qingqiao and Yin Mu were also preparing to leave.Song Xiangyi's wedding car arrived early, and the bride was also waiting in the background. The wedding ceremony will begin soon.

"Come with me." As soon as Yin Mu and Song Qingqiao entered the door, Fang Hanyue sneakily dragged them to nowhere.

It turned out that a table was reserved for them beside the aisle of the red carpet, reserved for a few of them.

"Good seat, Sister Yue." Song Qingqiao chose the most central place where he could watch the whole scene without turning his head.

"Boss Yin, Boss Yin." He Youying yelled, and dragged Yin Mu, who had just sat down and her buttocks were still warm, to hide in a corner.

"what's wrong?"

"President Song may have to let Brother Qiao take the stage later."

"what!?"

"Hush! Don't tell him, hold him steady!"

How the hell can you hold on!How wronged Brother Qiao was today that he still has to go on stage! ?Not to mention Brother Qiao, even he wanted to beat Prime Minister Song.

"I... can only promise not to tell him."

Yin Mu returned to his seat feeling a little uncomfortable.

"What's the matter?" Song Qingqiao asked.

"Sister Ying told me to watch over you so you don't make trouble."

"Huh?" Song Qingqiao turned to look at He Youying with an expression of disbelief.

It's too early to add to the chaos, so you can't make yourself happy at this time?

All the lights in the venue were turned off, only the complicated and beautifully arranged background panels on the stage were slightly bright.

The emcee's language was very concise, and after a few words, it was Song Xiangyi's turn to appear.The circular incandescent light was projected on the huge carved wooden door. Xu Huang and Lu Hengliang slowly opened the door to both sides, and a tall figure appeared in everyone's eyes.Song Xiangyi just stepped onto the red carpet slowly, catering to everyone's attention and walking in high spirits.

"Mr. Song, how do you feel now?" the master of ceremonies asked.

Song Xiangyi said without any stage fright: "I look forward to whatever happens next."

There were hundreds of people present, but only this small group except Song Qingqiao knew it well.

Yin Mu looked at Song Qingqiao, and that person's gaze was also fixed on Song Xiangyi. With just one glance, he felt unspeakably sad.He took Song Qingqiao's cold hand, and the man came back to look at him, smiled, and said silently, I'm fine.

The spotlight returned to the wooden door, and it was time for the bride to appear.The beautiful Zhisui behind the wooden door took her father's hand, and walked step by step towards the person with whom she would spend the rest of her life, singing lyrical songs.

It was the first time for Yin Mu to experience the taste of envy. He had someone who he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, at least at this moment, that person was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, but they would never be able to be as straightforward as this.People are always envious of what they can't get, and that feeling is to keep dragging you into the bottom of the valley, constantly, no matter how hard you struggle and try, you know that you will never get it, despair spreads all over your body, and your Dawn faded little by little.

"Don't be afraid." Song Qingqiao clasped Yin Mu's trembling hands tightly, "We just need to live in our own way."

He said it to Yin Mu, and he also said it to himself.It would be so sad if we were both shaken by each other, wouldn't you say?

"You are such a clever little ghost." Yin Mu smiled and squeezed him tightly.

When Deputy Commander Song took the stage to speak, the audience was very quiet.He mentioned Song Xiangyi's mother who passed away, and was deeply missed.

"??? Died?" Yin Mu asked Song Qingqiao.

"I didn't tell you?"

"You just told me that it wasn't born by the same mother."

"Oh."

The witness was Zhisui's friend, also a lovely Japanese girl, who asked Song Xiangyi to act as an interpreter on the stage, which made everyone very happy.

When will Brother Qiao come on stage?The ceremony is almost over, and you see, the bride is about to throw her bouquet.

"Zhisui said that he wanted to give the bouquet to someone." Now it's Song Xiangyi's home show.

Yin Mu hurriedly let go of Song Qingqiao's hand, the man was still puzzled one second, and was gathered into the circle of spotlights the next.

? ? ?Even more puzzled.

"Come here." Song Xiangyi waved at him, he knew that Song Qingqiao's temperament would definitely not give him this thin face.

When Song Qingqiao stood up, Yin Mu heard him sigh helplessly.Bite the bullet and go up, what else can I do, Song Xiangyi is the protagonist of this wedding, and his supporting role can only be sent around.

"Zhisui, tell him." Song Xiangyi handed the microphone to Zhisui.

Zhisui burst into tears as she spoke, the little girl has a lot of tears.

The people below were still waiting for Song Xiangyi to translate, but Song Xiangyi just listened quietly.

Yin Mu was in the dark, staring at the radiant Song Qingqiao on the stage. No one was more qualified than him to accept the bouquet of flowers symbolizing happiness in Zhisui's hands.

Song Xiangyi took the microphone from the sobbing Zhisui, and cleared his throat: "Of all the people present, I only hope that my younger brother, you, can get this blessing."

It's a long foreshadowing, so long that it almost makes people heartbroken.Song Xiangyi, as his elder brother who was ten years older, knew Song Qingqiao's life so far better than anyone else. He saw everything in his eyes, and he knew better than anyone how tired a child was.Even some of these misfortunes and pains have his share.Choose such a way to let those who are separated from him by his father know that he should be a happy child. The word "should" is often too hurtful, he should, but he doesn't.Too many things to fix, so few ways to fix it, and there is almost no way to make it perfect, just do your best, at least let you know that I care about you, and I need you to be happy too.You are my brother, the only one.

"Song Qingqiao, do you understand?"

"understood."

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