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Chu Yao didn't sleep well that night.

In the previous dream, Chief Song was holding him and turning left and right, without stopping for a moment.When it was finally finished, it seemed that both of them ejaculated, and he was about to fall asleep, when the latter suddenly grabbed his mobile phone and asked with a ferocious expression: "Who is this person——!"

He took a closer look and saw that there was a photo of him and Lin Kuan entangled together. It was not known who took the photo, but only his face was shown.Chu Yao couldn't say a word, and cried when she saw the photo.

To his surprise, Song Wenke did not soften his heart this time and hugged him to comfort him, but was like a Shura, opening his mouth wide open and about to eat him: "There is only one end for those who betray me, and that is— -die!"

He woke up with a fright.

This dream was too unreal, yet too real, for a moment he couldn't tell whether it happened or not.

Maybe someone really followed them, and then took photos that he didn't know when he didn't know...

At seven o'clock in the morning, Song Wenke was not there, so he must have gone out for a morning run again.Chu Yao brushed his teeth and washed his face in a trance, and when the cold water splashed on his face, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and gasped.

"Fuck..." He cursed in a low voice, casually wiped his wet palms, then fumbled in his pockets for his cell phone, but he couldn't find it.

He ran back to the bedroom in a hurry, found the thing on the bedside table, under the pillow, and even lifted the quilt.Chu Yaobai was busy for a while, put his hands on the edge of the bed, and forced himself to calm down.

"It was still there yesterday afternoon..." He closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered that he put the phone on the tea table yesterday afternoon, and never touched it again, so he quickly turned and ran out.

However, on the transparent glass coffee table, there was only a box of tissue paper and a small trash can, half a cigarette had been extinguished in it, and the ash still fell on the glass surface, plus a few cups, and there was no mobile phone.

He remembered the date with Lin Kuan last night, but it was all messed up because Song Wenke came home.

Chu Yao was sure that he did put his mobile phone on the coffee table yesterday, but why did it disappear...

He rummaged around on the sofa again, and finally found the missing mobile phone between the gaps in the cushions. It seemed that someone had pushed it in with great force. If he hadn't searched carefully, he would never have found it.

But there is no one other than Song Wenke who can do this easily.

At that time, only two words came to his mind: It's over.

He didn't know when Song Wenke looked for his mobile phone, but if Lin Kuan couldn't wait for him in the bar, he would definitely call.Although he deleted the name directly after memorizing the phone number of the other party and only relied on the number to identify the person, Song Wenke would definitely be suspicious if he found a person calling him continuously. If he happened to answer the phone, then The consequences could be disastrous.

Chu Yao didn't even have the courage to press the unlock button.

But in the end he still clicked, because according to Song Wenke's personality, it is impossible to remain calm after discovering these strange situations, he will definitely rush to him without saying a word—even if Chu Yao is still sleeping—and then pick him up Just like the performance in the dream, it was like a Rakshasa yelling at him: "Who is this man——!"

Song Wenke didn't do anything, just went out, which shows that things are not as bad as he expected.

Calm down and think about it, maybe Song Wenke has automatically completed this story in his mind, after all, this is not the first time this has happened.When he hadn't joined Song Wenke, the most common thing was that the head of Song himself would say outrageous love words to him in a self-indulgent way.

After making mental preparations, he took a few deep breaths and finally pressed the unlock button slowly. No unread messages were displayed on the screen.

This is good news, but it is also very likely to be bad news.

Unlocking the phone, he hurriedly clicked into the call history, and there was a long list of missed calls all from the same phone number.He seemed to have never been so familiar with that string of numbers.

You don’t need to read the text messages, Lin Kuan must have sent several of them, he couldn’t restrain himself, clutching his beating heart, and clicked on the message bar.

really……

However, Lin Kuan did not mention his name in the text message, but repeatedly asked "where are you" and "please contact me when you see the message". He just needs to tell Song Wenke that a stranger made the wrong call.

Forced himself to straighten up and make breakfast——Song Wenke still wanted to eat when he came back. He must not show the slightest strangeness, otherwise everything would fall on his own hands.

Song Wenke didn't get angry, didn't lose his temper, everything turned around.

At 07:30 in the morning, there was a "bang bang" knock on the door of Chu's house. He swallowed hard, brought the fried eggs and sausages to the dining table, and then slowly opened the door.

Song Wenke stood outside the door wearing a sports vest, with a towel hanging around his neck, and his scattered hair seemed to have been soaked in water. He could tell from a long morning jog, but there was no strange expression on his face.

"Hey, I got up so early, it seems that I didn't do it hard enough last night."

Hearing the familiar ridicule, Chu Yao turned around and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Wenke didn't mention that matter, and he didn't dare to speak easily, but just sat down at the dining table and started to eat his own breakfast.

"Comrade Chu, today's serious praise." Song Wenke went into the bathroom with a towel in his official voice, and there was a "crash" sound for 3 minutes, and he came out refreshed.Breakfast was still hot.

After taking a shower, Song Wenke sat across from Chu Yu and ate breakfast casually.He eats a lot and eats quickly. He finished the fried eggs and sausages in a few bites. Then he went into the kitchen and poured a glass of milk, and sat back on his seat to drink.

Chu Yao ate the fried eggs slowly, and finally couldn't help raising his eyes to glance at Song Wenke.

He looked the same as usual, and that alone was suspicious enough.

"...Did you look at my phone?" In the end, still unable to hold back, Chu Yao half put down the fork in his hand, and asked the other party expressionlessly.

The action of raising his head to drink milk paused, Song Wenke drank the remaining milk in one gulp, and patted the glass on the dining table with a "clang": "Yeah, what's the matter, can't look at it?"

"Then you didn't see those missed calls..."

"I see, those calls must have been made by mistake. I will delete them all for you."

As soon as Chu Yao was halfway through the question, Song Wenke couldn't wait to help him complete the "lie", and he was so surprised that he thought it was raining red today.

Song Wenke, who has always been a single-minded person, turned automatically. Does this sound normal?He couldn't believe it was true even if he was killed.

But Chief Song just chose to trust Chu Yao unconditionally - it seemed so on the surface, this fact made him speechless, he couldn't think of what to answer for a while, so he could only nod sullenly.

"You don't think much about it... just fine."

***

It was almost midnight when Lin Kuan returned to school. He thought that Ji Guitang would have returned to his dormitory long ago, but unexpectedly he went upstairs, only to find that he was still standing at the door.

It's just that his hands are folded in front of his chest, as if he wants to settle accounts.

Lin Kuan walked up to Ji Guitang one step at a time, seeing that he was blocking the door, he didn't let him go away, and took out the key by himself.

After quietly looking at the face of the person in front of him for a long while, Teacher Ji slowly opened his mouth: "Tsk tsk tsk, look at the dark circles under your eyes, it will turn into bags under your eyes when you wake up tomorrow morning, and you are still hanging out so late, be careful when you sleep It’s not enough to be late for class and your salary will be deducted.”

Shaking his head dumbfounded, Lin Kuan passed Ji Guitang and inserted the key into the keyhole: "This is a force majeure factor."

The door was opened, and Ji Guitang also took a step back to let Lin Kuan in. When someone went in, he stood at the door and looked at him, but didn't go in: "Then I'm meddling in my own business?"

"No, thank you very much. I will invite you to have breakfast when I wake up tomorrow." Lin Kuan turned on the light, threw the key beside the shoe cabinet, and waved his hands helplessly.

After hearing a satisfactory answer, Teacher Ji finally made today's farewell: "That's about the same. Go to bed early, don't think about what's going on."

Then he turned and went back to his dormitory.

Even though he was sleepy and tired the night before, Lin Kuan still struggled to get up at eight o'clock the next day. His biological clock was always on, so it was impossible to sleep late.

The first thing I did when I woke up was to turn off the airplane mode of my phone. After waiting for a long time, a text message from Chu Yao finally popped up: "I'm sorry, Xiao Kuan, the boss asked me to work overtime last night, and I forgot my phone at home I haven't been able to contact you. The phone that called you just now was off, can you call me after you turn it on?"

Lin Kuan, who was in a daze, miraculously believed this explanation that was full of loopholes at first glance, and hurriedly called back.

***

After breakfast, Song Wenke wanted to lie down on the sofa at Chu Yao's house and watch a round of TV to take a rest, after all, this month is really too busy.But he couldn't die, the old commander Song called and urged him to go home quickly.

So he had no choice but to leave, leaving a sentence: "I will be back tonight."

Chu Yao spied on the balcony, and only after seeing that Song Wenke had gotten into his Phaeton and left, did he call Lin Kuan in a hurry.

Shut down.

He was flustered in his heart, not sure if the other party was angry, or if he just didn't wake up, so he hit him two times in succession, but it still didn't work.So he could only send a text message, and made up a reason that was so high-sounding that he couldn't believe it even after reading it.

But he is not an expert in lying, how could he come up with a perfect excuse in such a short time?We can only take one step at a time.God is helping him now, Song Wenke is gone, everything is easy to talk about.

If you say that Chief Song is not afraid of everything, he is afraid of his father, the commander. If he hadn't been scared of being beaten when he was a child, it is impossible for him not to dare to lead Chu Yu into the house until now.

At eight o'clock, the phone rang, and when Chu Yao saw the phone number he had memorized by heart, he quickly picked it up: "Hello, Xiao Kuan..."

"Little boy, are you okay? I saw the text message you sent me."

"Oh, the situation was urgent last night. I didn't even remember to bring my mobile phone when I went out. I didn't come home until two o'clock in the middle of the night after working overtime. I accidentally forgot our appointment when I got home. I'm sorry..." Chu Yao was very guilty, He said a sentence over and over again twice.

It's a pity that Lin Kuan's IQ is not high at all. He has a broad heart and doesn't care too much: "It's okay, I'm just worried that something will happen to you, as long as you are safe... Then you went to bed so late last night, pay attention to rest, don't be bad body."

Hearing that Lin Kuan believed it, Chu Yao's uneasy heart was completely relieved, and she coddled for a few minutes, and when she was sure that Lin Kuan really didn't care, she said in a tone full of hints, "Next time, I will definitely be careful." Make it up to you," Lin Kuan answered "Yes" dumbfounded, and finally hung up the phone.

Unsurprisingly.

Chu Yao decided to properly increase the number of contacts with Song Wenke in the future, so as not to understand his itinerary, and make such an oolong again, even a fool can see that something is wrong.

***

Old Commander Song called Song Wenke back early in the morning. Actually, there was nothing important. The main reason was that his mother—Song Wenke's grandma—missed her grandson.Song Wenke didn't leave the army for a month, so naturally he didn't even return to his own home.When his grandma heard that the army's exercise was a complete success, she urged her son to bring his grandson back for a meal.

Mrs. Song loves her grandson the most, and this is no longer a rare thing in S City.She was also very tolerant of Song Wenke's finding a man, otherwise Chief Song would have been beaten to death by Commander Song because of his sexual orientation before he became a teacher.

"Family, the most important thing is to be neat and tidy." Whenever the old commander Song was about to beat up Song Wenke because of a disagreement, the old lady would bring out this "famous saying through the ages" to save Song Wenke's "little life" again and again.

She has experienced too many days of turbulence, and she is much more open-minded than the grumpy old commander Song.More than once, the old lady persuaded the old commander Song when he was rambling and getting angry: "Your father died when he was only in his 70s because of his bad temper. You should take it easy. I send the white-haired person to the black-haired person."

As a result, Old Commander Song did not dare to speak.

So Song Wenke quite likes his grandma.After all, because his mother inherited the family business, she was busy with entertainment every day, so she had no time to take care of him. Only grandma would give him a few candies when he was beaten and cried by his father, and take him outside to fly a kite and watch fireworks.

The nearly eighty-year-old Mrs. Song's physical condition is deteriorating every day, and she may be put into the ward and lie down by accident one day. Commander Song does not dare to provoke her, and obeys everything.

Song Wenke drove halfway, and ran to the side of the road to buy a piece of roasted sweet potato—Mrs. Song likes to eat these soft, sweet and crispy things. She carefully held it in her arms and returned to the Song family mansion as quickly as possible.The orderly opened the gate for him, and he drove the car towards the parking garage. When passing by the garden, he found Mrs. Song among the bushes.A nurse held her arm as she walked on a cane herself.

Seeing Song Wenke's car enter the door, the nurse reminded the old lady in a low voice, and the latter smiled, nodded and said, "You help me in."

When she was young, she was used to reading at her desk, her old eyes were dim and her back was bent badly, but she still walked back to the house step by step.

Song Wenke parked the car, took out the baked sweet potato in his arms—it was still warm, so he got out of the car and went straight to the gate.

As soon as the old lady walked into the hall, Song Wenke arrived on the back foot. He took a breath, grabbed the baked sweet potato with one hand, and passed the nurse from behind with the other hand to gently support the old lady's arm: "Let me do it."

Seeing that Song Wenke was still healthy and strong, and even thoughtfully brought her roasted sweet potatoes to eat, Mrs. Song was indescribably happy. There were layers of smile lines on her face. Although she looked shy because of her small face, she was also very cute.Song Wenke sat and chatted with his grandma on the sofa, making her laugh frequently.

Not long after, Old Commander Song came down from the upstairs, and when he saw Song Wenke, he sneered, "Did you stay at that wild man's house again last night? If I hadn't called, maybe you didn't know you came back." Look at your ancestors."

Song Wenke's face darkened and he didn't say a word.

Seeing this scene, her grandma blocked the mouths of the two of them with the words "Family and everything is prosperous". Song Wenke didn't want to talk back in front of grandma, so he watched TV with her for a while, and then had a meal.His grandma asked him: "Ke Zai, will you stay at home tonight? Grandma will accompany you to fly a kite tomorrow."

He looked at the wrinkles on grandma's face, struggled for two seconds, and agreed.In fact, he didn't like flying kites for a long time, but grandma wanted to fly them.

Old Commander Song saw that Song Wenke was so sensible, so he took care of his own business. He has not retired yet, and he still has a lot of things to do every day, so he hired several nurses to take care of his mother in turn.

After Song Wenke finished his meal, he waited for his grandma to sleep in the afternoon before he had time to send a text message to Chu Yao.

"The plan has changed, I won't be going back tonight."

As soon as Chu Yao received this text message, he knew it must be his grandma who kept him at home again.He met the old lady once, and she didn't make things difficult for him. She was completely different from Song Wenke's father, so although he hated Song Wenke's father, he still liked this kind old man.

In order to make up for the mistakes made the night before, he replied seriously for the first time: "Okay."

It was neither no reply at all, nor an indifferent "oh", but "good", which made Song Wenke raise his eyebrows in surprise when he received the reply.

After staring at that word for a long time, he exited the interface and wrote a new text message.

"Did you get in touch with your girlfriend?"

The recipient is Lin Kuan.