Love rivals always love to make up my mind, I like him

Song Zhe?

Surnamed Song?

Qi Yueluo looked at the man's face suspiciously for a few seconds, then got up and walked over, "What's your relationship with my mother?"

Perhaps it was because the arc of Song Zhe's smile was so similar to Song Yun's, Qi Yueluo had just guessed after asking, "Are you my mother's younger brother?"

Song Yun has a younger brother, and Qi Yueluo overheard this.

At that time, he was ten years old, and he went shopping with Song Yu when he had nothing to do on weekends. Then he met a very young man on the road, probably just graduated from university. When he saw Song Yun, he greeted her, called her sister, and asked a question. , what about Song Zhe?

Song Yun's complexion changed at that time, and then he didn't even go shopping, and just dragged Qi Yueluo home.

Hearing Qi Yueluo's question, Song Zhe was slightly taken aback, then turned his gaze to Song Yun who was lying on the hospital bed, and after a long time, he replied in a low voice: "Yes, I am your mother's younger brother."

Qi Yueluo didn't rashly call him uncle. After all, Song Yun had never mentioned to him that he had an uncle. Taking a step back, even if this Song Zhe was really his uncle, then Song Yun would not mention it. He also can't catch up with relatives.

"Are you here to see my mother?"

Sensing the vigilance in Qi Yueluo's tone, Song Zhe smiled, "Well, can I go in then?"

Qi Yueluo turned sideways, "Come in, but my mother hasn't woken up, and the doctor can't tell when she will wake up."

Song Zhe put the fruit basket on the small cabinet in front of the hospital bed, then looked down at Song Yun's face wearing a breathing mask.

Because of the nutritional injections for more than a week, Song Yan lost a lot of weight, his face was pale, and even the hair on the snow-white pillow was full of weakness and haggardness.

Song Zhe looked at it for a long time before turning to ask Qi Yueluo, "Xiao Luo, I went to your mother's company and heard from her colleagues that she had a car accident, how is she doing now?"

Qi Yueluo hadn't reacted to his familiar "Xiaoluo" for a while, she was stunned for two seconds before saying: "The doctor said that she has a tumor in her meninges, which is benign for now, but She can't wake up, so I can only wait for her to wake up and check it in detail."

Song Zhe nodded, then lowered his head to help Song Yun tuck the corner of the quilt, and just sat quietly by the hospital bed without speaking.

Qi Yueluo stood on the sidelines and watched for a long time before going back to her seat and continuing to do her homework.

About 10 minutes later, Song Zhe's voice suddenly came over, "Xiao Luo, I have something to do later, so I can come to see your mother at this time tomorrow, is that okay?"

Qi Yueluo grabbed the pen, looked up, then nodded, "Yes."

Song Zhe smiled at him again, but this smile was heavier than when he first came, as if he was a little sad.

Qi Yueluo didn't know what happened between this uncle who came out of nowhere and Song Yan, she held her chin and looked at Song Zhe's leaving figure, slightly lost in thought.

When Shi Xingchen arrived, what he saw was Qi Yueluo tilting his head and staring at the door in a daze, his eyelashes half drooping, as if he was thinking about something important, but also seemed to be wandering unconsciously.

Shi Xingchen walked over, reached out and touched his chin, "Have you finished your homework?"

Qi Yueluo raised her head with her chin supported by his fingertips, then shook her head, "No, it's only half written."

Shi Xingchen raised his hand and touched his earlobe, walked to the edge and sat down, "Then why were you in a daze just now? Do you think there is too little homework?"

"No," Qi Yueluo turned her head and glanced at Song Yan lying on the hospital bed. Although she knew she wouldn't hear her, she lowered her voice and whispered, "My uncle came here just now, um, I can't call you uncle either. He's my mother's brother anyway, but my mother never mentioned it to me."

Shi Xingchen quickly understood what he wanted to express from his words, "Then go back and ask Uncle Qi at night?"

"Ah."

While the two were talking, a figure suddenly stopped at the door of the ward.

Qi Yueluo's gaze was facing the door a little lower, and when he caught a glimpse of a shadow ahead from the corner of his eye, he subconsciously raised his eyelids.

Then I saw Xiang Yi standing at the door of the ward, as if hesitating whether to come in or not.

Looking at each other, Xiang Yi paused, then walked in slowly.

"I want to see her."

Qi Yueluo subconsciously followed his words and glanced at Song Min who was lying on the hospital bed, and replied in a low voice: "Look."

Xiang Yi nodded and walked over.

Like Song Zhe, he sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, lowered his head, and looked carefully at Song Yun who was wearing a breathing mask, without saying a word.

Ever since he knew that Xiang Yi was also Song Yi's son, Qi Yueluo actually felt very complicated in his heart. On the one hand, he was a little angry at Xiang Yi, but on the other hand, he couldn't blame Xiang Yi for all his faults. body.

Even if Xiang Yi didn't show up, the relationship between Song Yan and Qi Zhengru would still exist. What's more, Xiang Yi is already pitiful enough, and he shouldn't be blamed for the matter of adults.

Qi Zhengru said that children are the most innocent and suffer the most. If Xiang Yi did nothing wrong, then there is no need to blame him for all the faults.

Because of this reason, Qi Yueluo actually wanted to find a time to have a good talk with Xiang Yi, about the medicines he took, and the things he was planning to get close to him.

Just as he was thinking, Shi Xingchen suddenly reached out to cover his eyes.

"Hurry up and do your homework, and go home early for dinner later, the exam is coming tomorrow."

There was a sudden darkness in front of her eyes, but Qi Yueluo didn't feel flustered at all. She blinked her long eyelashes lightly, then turned her head to face Shi Xingchen, "How can you write with me covered?"

Shi Xingchen lowered his gaze slightly, and paused for a moment on Qi Yueluo's rosy mouth, which covered most of his face, and paused for a few seconds before putting down his hand and handing him the pen.

"Write it."

Qi Yueluo took the pen, then lowered her head to write the question.

The slight bending of the back of the neck makes the line from his neck to his shoulders look more neat and beautiful.

Shi Xingchen looked at it for a while, then put his hand on Qi Yueluo's shoulder to watch him write the question.

The two heads were very close together, and the setting sun that was about to set outside shone through with a thin layer of red light, while the lighting in the ward was warmer.

The intertwined light and shadow fell on the two of them vaguely, imbuing them with a feeling of tranquility.

Xiang Yi inadvertently shifted his gaze, and after falling on Qi Yueluo and Shi Xingchen, he couldn't look away anymore.

Qi Yueluo managed to finish a major math problem. She wanted to raise her head and loosen her bones. She raised her eyelashes and met Xiang Yi's gaze.

In all fairness, Xiang Yi's eyes looked more like Song Yan than his, they were all almond-shaped, rounded, and looked very delicate.

Qi Yueluo has seen many emotions in these eyes, friendly, tentative, happy, angry, hysterical, and even hatred, but she has never seen envy.

But now Xiang Yi looked at him with a look similar to envy. Looking carefully, it seemed that there was not only envy, but also other emotions.

Layers piled on top of each other, like a dark abyss without light.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Xiang Yi took the lead to look away, stood up and said to him, "I'm leaving first."

Qi Yueluo nodded, and didn't ask him when he would come again, or when he would talk about it, because Xiang Yi didn't seem to be in a good state of mind, and he felt that it was not appropriate to say anything now.

It wasn't until Xiang Yi's figure disappeared at the door of the ward that Shi Xingshen raised his hand to cup Qi Yueluo's cheek and lifted his chin, "Go home."

Qi Yueluo suddenly came back to his senses, turned his gaze back, only to find that the two of them were very close, almost nose to nose, breathing entangled.

After a pause of two seconds, Qi Yueluo reached out and hugged Shi Xingchen's shoulder, then buried his head in the crook of his neck, and said in a low voice, "Shi Xingchen, can you carry me home today?"

The voice was soft, with a hint of coquettishness.

Shi Xingchen said yes, and then helped him pack his schoolbag, and waited for Qi Yueluo to finish reciting it, then squatted down in front of him, holding his knees and carrying him on his back.

The distance from the hospital to Qi’s house is not too far. Usually, two people can walk for about 10 minutes, but because there is only one person walking today, it takes 10 minutes.

Shi Xingchen went up the steps with Qi Yue on his back, just as he took out the key from his pocket to open the door, the door opened from the inside.

Qi Zhengru was wearing an apron, and he probably saw the two of them coming back from the window.

Seeing Qi Yueluo lying on Shi Xingchen's back, he frowned, stroked Qi Yueluo's head and asked Shi Xingchen, "What's wrong, Ah Luo?"

Before Qi Yueluo could speak, Shi Xingchen answered for him, "I'm lazy, I don't want to walk."

Qi Zhengru was stunned for a long time before he realized that the two brats were stuffing dog food into his mouth.

He put his fist on his lips and coughed, pretending to change the subject naturally, "Then what, the meal is almost ready, let's take a bath first, and go to bed early after eating."

Shi Xingchen gave a "hmm", and then went in with Qi Yueluo on his back, and didn't put him down when he took off his shoes, and went to take off Qi Yueluo's after taking off his own.

Qi Yueluo was also very obedient. When he bent down, he put his arms around his neck and lowered his head, and then followed him to straighten up tacitly, just like a coat draped over Shi Xingchen's back. I was taken aback for a while.

Seeing the backs of the two walking upstairs, Qi Zhengru's eyes gradually settled down. After a long time, he stretched out his hand to wipe his dry eyes, and went back to the kitchen to cook.

Qi Yueluo and Shi Xingchen came down from the shower very quickly, when Qi Yueluo didn't want to carry his back when they went downstairs, Shi Xingchen took his hand and walked ahead, and let him go when he was brought to the dining table hand, and then went to the kitchen to help Qi Zhengru serve the dishes.

At the dinner table, Qi Zhengru asked about Song Min's situation as usual, and Qi Yueluo talked to him while eating, and also mentioned Xiang Yi and Song Zhe's visits.

"By the way, Dad, is that Song Zhe really my uncle?"

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