As soon as I got home, I saw Zha Gong pretending to be a white lotus

Is it surprising? "

Sheng Yi walked slowly with a suitcase in the back, all the way to the rural scenery, his vision was wide, and his mood became much more relaxed. He smiled and watched Beibei talking with grandma all the way.

The small vegetable garden of my grandmother's house has been intensively cultivated all year round, and there are fresh melons and fruits in every season. My grandmother took them home and asked questions.

The two of them sat on the edge of the vegetable garden with two small stools, ate a cucumber, and ate a tomato, "um, um, um" non-stop.

Beibei got up and went to the vegetable garden to find out what else to eat. Grandma saw that she was walking away, and asked Shengyi what was going on between him and Wen Ran.

His hand holding the tomato paused, and he opened his mouth to bite off a piece of bitterness. The smile on his face faded a little, and after a while he said calmly: "It's not suitable, we're split."

Grandma was anxious at the time: "You two have been talking for so long, why is it suddenly inappropriate? Why are you still like a child at such a young age? Girls want to be chased and coaxed, and you can't let others accommodate you. you."

Last year, she kindly brought her here. Grandma had a very good impression of Wen Ran, and there was basically no dissatisfaction. Later, grandma called and mentioned that Wen Ran always said that she is beautiful, her family background is good, and she is very polite in dealing with others.

Right now, grandma is chattering endlessly, how could such a good girl be missed, what a pity and so on.

Kindly listened to grandma's chatter for a long while, then replied lightly for a long time: "She is very good, but I am not good enough for her."

Kindly go to smoke under the big locust tree.

He couldn't see a car on the empty main road for a long time. He leaned against the tree trunk, looking around boredly, and suddenly froze his sight.

Song Qinyi went out half a month ago. When he called in the morning, he didn't mention that he would be back today.

However, the parked vehicle was indeed his license plate number, and it was Song Qinyi who got off the vehicle.

Kindly put out the cigarette, and walked quickly to Song Qinyi who had got off the car and was about to carry his luggage: "Why are you here?"

The other party seemed to hear some dissatisfaction from his astonished question, so the hand that closed the car door paused, and said lightly: "Come to find you."

He looked around in panic, didn't pay much attention to the expression on Song Qinyi's face, his voice was nervous, "I called you, didn't I, why did you come here?"

Song Qinyi didn't answer, he closed his eyes, and a sarcastic smile gradually appeared on the corners of his lips.

He heard a voice that was about to break down: "I beg you, please, my grandma is so old, she can't make it to the end because of me..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Song Qinyi pressed the back of his neck, and his lips and teeth collided fiercely, making each other's hearts tremble.

Sheng Yi was desperately trying to push him away, but he didn't intend to let go.

He pressed tightly on the person in front of him with both hands, and let him go only before the emotion surging in his heart and lungs almost extinguished his reason.

Let go of his hand, and Shengyi coughed violently for a while. In panic, he grabbed Song Qinyi's cuff, "I can't go, don't go, we're leaving now."

He kindly called Beibei from the co-pilot seat, and the reason was very good. The things to be done could be specific to a few people that Beibei didn't know at all.

At the end, Beibei told him a little disappointed: "Then...brother, you have to be careful on the road...what about the car you parked here?"

I sincerely want to say let it go.

When Song Qinyi went out, he would go back and fetch Beibei back.

However, Song Qinyi interjected, someone would pick up Beibei before the freshman military training, and drive the car away by the way.

He kindly ended the call, looked over without knowing why, and was thinking about how to ask the question.

Unexpectedly, Song Qinyi started first, he didn't know what made this guy unhappy again, and this man's voice obviously had a vicious desire for revenge.

"Actually, I heard a piece of news before I came back, and I was still hesitating whether to tell you or not."

Good intentions: "Speak."

Song Qinyi: "Chi Wenran is married."

Sheng Yi had thought that such a day would come, but she never expected it to come so soon.

Song Qinyi kept talking, he was taking revenge, and the reason was unknown: "At the beginning of last year, you and Wen Ran went out to meet the parents together, and it was about time to talk about marriage, but now the bride is marrying someone else, very disappointed, right? "

His tone was slightly mocking: "Ayan, it seems that you are not the only one who broke your promise."

For these ridicules, Shengyi did not respond.

He didn't think about Wen Ran's marriage, he didn't think about anything, he just felt cold.

The weather was clearly hot in midsummer, but it was like being in an ice cellar, so cold that I couldn't breathe.

When he came back to his senses, he moved his body and looked out the window, only to find that it was not the direction to go home.

Song Qinyi didn't know when he shut up, but now he had a cold face and didn't explain what was going on.

He hesitated and said, "Where are you going?"

"Ah."

Song Qinyi responded in this way.

Airport, boarding, and disembarking.

After the bumpy journey ended, Shengyi saw the destination.

In astonishment, he almost broke away from Song Qinyi's hand: "Why did you bring me here?"

There was light rain from time to time, and the Song family's old house was shrouded in a hazy atmosphere.

It was almost the same as what Shengyi saw in the report.

He stood on the spot and pondered for a moment, then suddenly understood.

——Song Qinyi, if the people of the Song family know that you are hanging out with men, are you really not afraid at all?

He regretted it very much now, and confessed without spine, "If it's because of what I said, then I apologize, it's because of my words."

"Can we go back?"

Song Qinyi turned his head coldly, glanced at the fingertips of the two people who were holding each other, and said slowly: "No."

He didn't know if Song Qinyi had notified him before he came, but today seemed to be a special holiday for the Song family. Other members of the Song family were chatting enthusiastically in the lobby. When they saw Song Qinyi leading someone in, they all shut up, and then looked over curiously.

It's quiet, but eerie.

"Qin Yi, who is he?"

The speaker was sitting at the front of the sofa, his voice fell, he raised his hand to pick up the reading glasses on the case table, and looked over here.

This face often appears in newspapers. Maybe outsiders don't know how big Mr. Song is, but they must know this old man with a completely white beard.

His name is Song Lan, and he is Song Qinyi's grandfather.

Song Qinyi took him to Song Lan.

Shengyi felt that the atmosphere was very weird.

There were so many people in the hall, no one answered the conversation, and no one whispered to each other.

Qin Yi pulled him to sit on Song Lan's right side, and introduced him with the same expression as usual: "Grandpa, he is just saying good things."

It wasn't until this moment that voices started to appear in the hall. At first, it was a sentence or two of unknown who took the lead, and then it seemed like a frying pan had exploded, and there was no sign of stopping.

50. Chapter 50

It is not easy to hear what these people are saying, because their conversation is low and mixed.

Sheng Yi sat quietly at the side, knowing very well that since he had already walked here holding hands with Song Qinyi, it was impossible for him to turn around and walk away. In that case, not only Song Qinyi, but also himself would become a laughing stock.

Song Lan was wearing presbyopic glasses. Hearing Song Qinyi's introduction, she looked over with a little surprise, and smiled kindly for a long while, "Yes, kindly... I'm kind."

He nodded kindly and calmly, "Mr. Song, hello."

A young girl came over and sat next to Song Lan, her gaze paused on Sheng Yi's face, curious, as if she wanted to say something, but Song Lan patted her hand: "Xihe, ask your brother What are you doing outside, why is it almost dinner time and you haven't come back yet."

Song Xihe hurriedly got up and left.

Song Lan picked up the tea that had been hanging out for a while to moisten her throat, and then asked Song Qinyi about the recent movements of the Ou family and the Huo family.

When they were talking, they found that the people who had been chattering just now had consciously dispersed, and the noise was no longer there.

Until Song Lan's eyes fell on him again.

Compared with the conversation with Song Qinyi just now, Song Lao's tone of questioning was much more relaxed on purpose, probably because he didn't want to make the atmosphere too tense, "Xingyi, how old are you this year?"

Sheng Yi was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered, "26."

"One year older than Qin Yi."

"Ah."

Song Lan took off her presbyopic glasses, rubbed the center of her brows, and joked: "You are better than what Chin Yi described... It's been a few years, he mentioned you at that time, but he didn't talk about your appearance, so I I think you may not look very good."

The kind hand shrank slightly, and was squeezed again by the person beside him.

Song Qinyi looked at him, and unexpectedly found that Shengyi's expression was very complicated.It was clear that Song Lan's tone was fine, but he could see obvious resentment in his kind eyes.

As the night deepened, after the dinner, those who came to the party left one after another.

After a whole day of hustle and bustle, Song Lan also looked a little tired.

Song Xihe stood behind him at this moment and gave him a shoulder massage. While the grandfather and grandson were talking, Song Qinyi came over to say goodbye with kindness.

"Aren't you going to stay tonight?" Song Xihe asked, "The room upstairs has been tidied up."

Song Qinyi responded lightly: "We'll come back tomorrow."

Song Lan nodded: "It's fine, pay attention to safety on the road."

"Ah."

Coming out of the Song family's old house, because of the cloudy and rainy day, the night sky was starless and moonless, and only street lamps illuminated the cobbled ground.

Walking to the gate, Sheng Yi as if inadvertently pulled his hand away from the grip of the two, and Gu Zi opened the door and got in the car.

After a while, Song Qinyi opened the car doors one after another and put on his seat belt.

While the vehicle was driving, he looked sideways out of the window with good intentions, and the lines on his face were