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With motivation, Jiang Huan was going to study in college for a day, but suddenly received a call from his mother saying he was coming back, so he went home.

Song Huaizhun eats and sleeps with Jiang Huan every day these days, especially on weekends, the two of them are bonded 24 hours a day, the house seems quite lonely without Jiang Huan at first.

The door lock turned suddenly, Song Huaijia pushed the door open and entered.

Song Huaizhun looked at his brother, "I'm back."

Song Huaijia was not as enthusiastic as before, but sat down on the sofa with a sullen face.

"Have you eaten yet?" Song Huaizhun asked.

"Don't eat." Song Huaijia said.

Feeling his brother's sexual taste, Song Huaizhun frowned, "Well, then you can do whatever you want, I'm going to take a nap."

"Wait." Song Huaijia said.

"Is something wrong?"

Song Huaijia looked at his younger brother: "Two things."

"Say."

"You..." It seemed difficult to talk about this matter, Song Huaijia said after a long time, "Let's talk about the second thing first, are you friends with Boss Jiang's son?"

"Who?" Song Huaizhun immediately realized, "Jiang Huan?"

"Ah."

"Yes." Song Huaizhun said.

Song Huaijia squinted at Song Huaizhun, "Just friends?"

Song Huaizhun frowned, "What else can it be?"

"What else could it be?" Song Huaijia sneered, "You also said that I was taken care of by others, and that I was a duck for others. My client must be a woman, but you... you..." Song Huaijia endured even worse words. I didn't say anything.

"What do you mean?"

"Song Huaizhun, do you not have enough money? I give you more than 1 yuan a month on average. You are a student, and it is not enough. What kind of life do you want to live?"

Song Huai turned his face away, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"I don't know what I'm talking about?" Song Huaijia snorted coldly, pointed to a pair of shoes on the shoe rack and said, "This pair of shoes, if I remember correctly, cost more than 2 yuan. Did your benefactor buy it for you?"

Song Huaijia refers to Jiang Huan's shoes. With Jiang Huan moving in, Jiang Huan's things are everywhere in the house.

"There's also the bed in the bedroom, why did it suddenly change to a double one? Is it waiting for your benefactor to come and prostitute you at any time?" Song Huaijia asked through gritted teeth.

Song Huaizhun didn't know how to answer for a while, so he just pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Why don't you talk?" Song Huaijia pointed at Song Huaizhun, "Song Huaizhun, I really didn't expect that you can do it as a man, how much money will he give you! Or is it that he fucks you very well?"

The knuckles of Song Huaizhun's clenched fists turned white, and he resisted the urge to step forward and punch Song Huaijia.

"Speak up!" Song Huaijia frantically threw all the things on the coffee table to the ground.The glass, earphones, remote control, and ashtray on the coffee table fell all over the floor, and a few oranges rolled all over the floor.

"You fucking talking! Ah?! You talking!" Song Huaijia yelled hoarsely. After shouting, he slumped back to the sofa.

"How could this be...how could this be..." Song Huaijia covered his head and sobbed.

After a long time, he raised his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Zhun, you are the only younger brother for me. My parents have left, and we are the only ones left. For you, I will not go to college and work hard every day. I just don't want you Money worries, I just want you to live a better life, I am afraid that others will look down on you, I want you to raise your head and be a man...how can you do this..."

"Song Huaijia, let me tell you again, I didn't force you to drop out of school, I don't need your money! I live with my head upright every day, and I don't need your so-called sacrifice." Song Huaizhun said word by word.

"You don't need my money, do you need his money?"

"The two of us are not about money." Song Huaizhun didn't know how to tell Song Huaijia about his relationship with Jiang Huan. His brother didn't understand him, so it was useless.

"Then what's your problem?"

Song Huaizhun didn't want to talk about what the problem was, it would be humiliating to talk to someone who didn't understand, and Xia Chong couldn't explain it.

Song Huaijia bowed his head for a long time, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were full of pleading, "Little Zhun, can you break up with him? I beg you. You are not the same kind of people. If you can't get together, he is playing with you. You... "

"Hmph." Song Huaizhun sneered.

"Xiao Zhun, don't do this, I really beg you."

"I beg you less?" Song Huaizhun said, "I almost said the same thing, please, I tell you to leave that sister Jing, do you listen? I tell you not to hang out in that company, do you listen?"

"Xiao Zhun, are you angry with me on purpose? You can't ruin your body either!"

"If you want me to separate from Jiang Huan, you should separate from that sister Jing first." Song Huaizhun said.

"Can this be the same? Xiao Zhun, stop making trouble."

"Why is it different?"

"Sister Jing and I are normal boyfriend and girlfriend, and we are legitimately in love. I admit that we have an age difference, but love should not be bound by age. Why can't you always turn this corner?" Song Huaijia said.

"Love? Is that love to you?" Song Huaizhun said coldly.

Song Huaijia understood the meaning of Song Huaizhun's words, he meant that he and that Jiang Huan were also in love, "You fucking understand JB love!"

Song Huaizhun's veins exploded when he heard this, "Jiang Huan listens to me for everything. He does whatever I ask him to do. I will always be the first in his heart. Tell me what this is? You can do it very well." One? He is the one who accompanies me every day, and he is the one who cares about me every day! You are not a fucking you, what right do you have to say about him?"

Song Huaijia was silent for a long time, and when he spoke, his voice was a bit vicissitudes: "Do you think I am not? Do you think you are not the number one in my heart?"

"Then you separate from that sister Jing." Song Huaizhun said.

"Okay, I'll leave. I'll leave you too."

"Oh." Song Huaizhun sneered, "You're lying to a child. Let me tell you, I won't be separated from Jiang Huan, no matter what."

"Little Zhun, who have I been for all these years? Mom and Dad won't be happy to see you like this in the sky." Song Huaijia said softly.

"Don't use my parents to pressure me, they are different from you and will understand me."

Song Huaijia was furious again: "Do you think he is really nice to you? Who is he, brother son, he will be with you with all his heart? He is playing with you! I have seen a lot of people like him, if he plays badly, he will be kicked." After leaving you, you will have nothing at that time, and it will be too late to regret it!"

Different from Song Huaijia's rage, Song Huaizhun was very calm: "If I have to say something, I will play him. Don't worry about this, your brother is not stupid."

"Okay, even if he doesn't play with you, can you guys go on in the long run? Can his family agree? Let me tell you, even if you are a woman, his family will not agree. What kind of family are they? What kind of family are we?"

"Don't worry about it, just take care of yourself."

Song Huaijia's words hurt Song Huaizhun's feet, but he believed in Jiang Huan, as long as Jiang Huan wanted to have a long-term relationship with him, it was enough, even just thinking about it was enough.

Song Huaijia couldn't say anything else. He sat on the sofa panting with anger and hatred. After a long time, he said again: "How much of the money I gave you have you saved?"

Song Huai must have never expected that Song Huaijia would ask this, and said casually, "It's more than 20."

"Give it all to me." Song Huaijia said.

"Why are you going?"

"Don't look at me that way, it's not illegal. The company has a very good project that allows employees to participate, and the rate of return is very high. Give me a year in the world, and I'll give you back 40." Song Huaijia said.

"40? Song Huaijia, are you dreaming? What project can have such a high return? Is it high interest?" Song Huaizhun said.

"What do you know, just give me the money."

"No," Song Huaizhun said, "It's all spent."

Song Huaijia got up and rushed to the bedroom, quickly pulled out a large paper bag from the bottom drawer of the closet.

"I'll pay you back in one year." Song Huaijia said.

Song Huaizun sat on the sofa, staring at the messy ground, unable to recover for a long time.As the clock ticked, his bad thoughts came one after another.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and he took out the phone, it was a WeChat message.

Jiang Huan: Brother, what are you doing?miss you.

The corners of Song Huaizhun's mouth raised involuntarily.

Song Huaizhun: Sit down.

Jiang Huan:?

Jiang Huan: Sitting and missing me?

Song Huaizhun: Yes.

Jiang Huan: Brother, you... are really straight, are you really gay?What about gay guys who are good at it?

Song Huaizhun: Did you not know me?When are you coming back?I will tell you well.

Jiang Huan: I don't know. During dinner, I asked my mother when she was leaving.

Song Huaizhun: Don't ask.How can there be a question at the dinner table when the mother who just came home left?You stay at home with mom, we can see you at school too.

Jiang Huan: Well, I got it bro.

Song Huaizhun: You show your report card to your mother, and your mother will have to send you money when she is happy.

Song Huaizhun remembered Jiang Huan's behavior of cutting his sister's clothes and Jiang's mother paying him [-] at once.

Jiang Huan: Haha, I showed them a long time ago.One hundred thousand for mother, one hundred thousand for father, Kai Xun.smiling face.jpg

Jiang Huan: I also told them that it was my brother who helped me. They were very happy and told you to come and play at home when you were free. Maybe they would also send red envelopes to my brother, haha.

The way local tyrants express their gratitude is so simple and unpretentious.

Song Huaizhun: Well, I will pass it on to you when the time comes.

Jiang Huan: Why did you transfer it to me?You take care of the money that the mother-in-law gave to the son-in-law.

Song Huaizhun: smiling face.jpg

Jiang Huan: Damn, brother, you can post emojis, awesome B.

Song Huaizhun is sweating, do you think he is an old man?

Jiang Huan: I love you, brother.

Song Huaizhun: Yes.

Love you.

Jiang Huan: You also said you love me, bro.

Song Huaizhun: Elderly expression pack loves you.jpg

Jiang Huan: Fuck, brother, from which elderly group did you steal this emoji?Ha ha.

Jiang Huan: Brother, Aunt Fang asked me to go down for dinner. I will make a video tonight.

Song Huaizhun: Well, let's go.

Jiang Huan: Two little piggies.jpg

Song Huaizhun put down his phone, looked at the messy ground and sighed, then lowered his head and began to tidy up.

The glass was broken, a corner of the ashtray was smashed, the battery of the remote control could not be pressed back, and Jiang Huan's earphones, the shell of the earpiece was cracked...

Hey!

Song Huaizhun took pictures and sent them to Jiang Huan.

Song Huaizhun: I accidentally broke your earphones.

Jiang Huan replied in seconds.

Jiang Huan: I just wanted to buy new earphones. I haven’t found an excuse. Ha, thank you bro.

Song Huaizhun put down his phone, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

God's treatment of him...isn't that bad.