[pattern] Song's son

After eating, Song Yubin sent Park Hee-yan back to Shinhwa High School, while he transferred the car back to the apartment.

Even if Song Hui asked him to come back to school, it didn't mean that he really wanted to stay in Shinhwa High School without any freedom.

He pursed his lips, looked at the wet mobile phone that was left on the car, his eyes darkened, he picked up the mobile phone and walked into the apartment.

Park Hee-yan is... different from before.

On this side, Yin Zhihou was half lying on the wooden chair in the grove, and the leaves rustled down under the blowing of the wind, gently covering Yin Zhihou's body, and he had already fallen into a light sleep.The display screen on the mobile phone beside him was still on, and there was a message showing that it had been sent.

Yu Bin, at three o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Shulin, I'll wait for you.

—— Yoon Ji Hoo

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when Yin Zhihou woke up again. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the sky. The sky had gradually dimmed. The dark blue sky enveloped the earth. Like stars hanging in the sky.He opened his eyes dimly, muttered and closed them again.

I'm so sleepy, go to sleep again.

"Mememe, highest!" A musical bell rang in Yin Zhihou's ear, he frowned in his sleep, and stretched out one hand slowly towards the source of the ringtone.

Yin Zhihou narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the name displayed on the screen - Su Yizheng.It took him a while to realize why he came here to sleep today.He suddenly sat up and answered the phone.

"Zhihou, aren't you coming?" Su Yizheng on the other side of the phone didn't know what to do, and there was a gurgling sound beside him.

"I'm coming," Yin Zhihou narrowed his eyes slightly, with a bit of residual sleepiness in his eyes, he said lazily, "Yi Zheng, what are you doing?"

That gurgling sound was really weird, like... the sound of boiling soup.

Su Yizheng didn't hide anything, and admitted openly: "I'm cooking, I just asked you if you want to come and eat together."

"Gu——" Yin Zhihou looked down at his rumbling stomach, and he was no longer polite, and responded generously, "Okay, I'll come to buy two bottles of wine."

"Well, okay."

Yin Zhihou hung up the phone, and then stared blankly at the display screen.There are no missed calls and messages on the mobile phone, and there are no prompts in the call history and inbox.

In other words, Song Yubin never came.

Song Yubin, are you... all right.

Yin Zhihou pursed his lips, his handsome eyebrows frowned, and he lowered his eyes slightly to hide the worry in his eyes.

Yin Zhihou typed a few words on the phone and clicked send.

Woo Bin, where are you?

Yin Zhihou stood up, and there were a few yellow leaves hanging on the small white suit, but he didn't care at all, just took the leaves off the clothes and threw them on the ground.

Shinhwa High School at night is completely different from the hustle and bustle of the day. The buildings are more mysterious under the cover of the night, and the roads are lined with warm yellow street lamps, making them lonely and indifferent.If Shinhwa High School during the day is a tireless lady who is always smiling, then Shinhwa High School at night is a cold and alienated fairy hiding in the dark.

Yin Zhihou walked alone on the way to the parking lot, his face was not as relaxed and happy as being with F3, but on the contrary, it was completely indifferent and alienated.

This is the real Yoon Ji Hoo, without his smiling mask.

Everyone in F4 wears a smiling mask, which can cover up their unpleasant things at any time, so that people can't see the flaws.And even Gu Junpyo, who is the most straightforward and lively in F4, is just a child who is afraid of loneliness after all.

Everyone envies that they are the proud sons of heaven, they are born to stand on a high place, and they don't have to be mediocre for life like the people at the bottom. They have everything that the people at the bottom envy, but there is one thing that they are willing to use all. To exchange, that is - home.

Whether it's Gu Junbiao, Su Yizheng, or himself, what they have in their lives is nothing more than a relationship of interests, that's why they treat people like Jin Sicao who have a happy family and her waywardness. Unconditional tolerance.

Yin Zhihou parked the car not far from the studio, took two bottles of red wine on the passenger seat, and then walked towards Su Yizheng's studio.

Su Yizheng and Song Yubin were really a mess, they kept cutting and straightening out the mess.

Yin Zhihou raised his eyes and glanced at the studio with warm yellow lights, then stretched his feet and walked in.

There was a seductive fragrance in the studio, Yin Zhihou took a deep breath, his stomach gurgled, he tilted his head, put the wine on the dining table and followed the fragrance.

Su Yizheng caught a glimpse of Yin Zhihou coming in, and didn't say much. He turned off the fire, picked up a delicate pottery plate and placed it on the side, and then poured a spoonful of soup from the soup pot on the pottery plate, and the aroma became stronger.

Su Yi was putting the prepared dishes on the dining table, then turned around and took two goblets from the glass cabinet and put them on the dining table. He turned around and smiled at Yin Zhihou, pointed to the seat opposite him before sitting down.

Yin Zhihou pursed his lips, he didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had to sit down at the position Su Yizheng pointed to.

Su Yizheng... is getting more and more difficult for him to see through.

For a while, the restaurant was silent.

Su Yizheng glanced at Yin Zhihou, who was not very interested, and did not speak. Instead, he stood up, opened the cap of the red wine bottle, and poured the red wine in the bottle into a goblet. The dark red bottle body made Su Yizheng's fingers even fairer. Like jade.

"Yi Zheng," Yin Zhihou seemed to have made up his mind, looked up at Su Yizheng, his golden hair made Yin Zhihou more handsome under the reflection of the light, "Can you tell me something?"

Su Yi paused while pouring the red wine, and then continued to pour the wine, "What's the matter, tell me."

"What happened to you and Yu Bin?"

Yin Zhihou has always had the most delicate feelings among the four. He doesn't have Junbiao's innate intuition, nor does he have Su Yizheng's keen eyesight, but he has a unique and delicate attitude towards things that ordinary people don't have.

Su Yizheng was not in a hurry to answer Yin Zhihou's question, but put the wine bottle aside, took a glass of wine and put it in front of Yin Zhihou, and took a sip of another glass of wine himself.

Until Yin Zhihou thought that Su Yizheng would not answer this question and was about to give up, unexpectedly Su Yizheng broke the silence of the room by speaking suddenly.

"Zhihou, do you believe in that kind of vigorous love?"

That kind of desperate... called love.

"I don't believe it." Su Yizheng raised his head and drank the whole glass of red wine. The red wine slid down the corner of his mouth into his white shirt, and he looked a bit indifferent against the light.

"Zhihou, have you seen it?" Su Yi was putting down the goblet, and slowly clenched his hands, "This glamorous Su family..."

"Because of me and Song Yubin, I will be in a catastrophe."

Yin Zhihou stared blankly at Su Yizheng, his throat tightened, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The person in front of him is always terribly rational when he shouldn't be sober.

"Four major families..." Su Yizheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured as if drunk, "The Ju family is rich, the Yin family is powerful, the Song family is powerful, and the Su family..." He sneered, as if talking about something Like a joke, his eyes were full of disdain, "The Su family, apart from being a representative of Korean culture, what else can we protect ourselves?"

In Korean traditional culture, the most intolerable thing is infidelity.And the Su family, as a cultural benchmark, cannot make a wrong step. One wrong step will cause the Su family to slip from the top and be smashed to pieces.

As the successor of the Su family, he can be unrestrained, cynical, and spend money like water, but the only thing he can't do is this.

The reputation of the Su family cannot be lost.

Yin Zhihou pursed his lips, his throat tightened, "Yi Zheng, maybe things are not that bad. Maybe no one will know about you and Yu Bin."

no one will ever know...

"Zhihou," Su Yizheng took a deep look at Yin Zhihou, then slowly closed his eyes, and said word by word, "Su family, I can't afford to gamble."

He can't bet on the impenetrable walls in the world, and he can't bet on the one-thousandth possibility.Once the matter between him and Song Yubin is exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Without Su Yizheng from the Su family, anyone can step on his feet."

What is the hand that is protected by the gods, what is the most promising future star in South Korea, without the protection of the Su family, how could Su Yizheng grow to where he is today.

No matter how much he hated that family, the sense of belonging remained the same. His surname was Su.

"Where's Yu Bin? Yu Bin will never..." As if remembering something, Yin Zhihou's face changed, and he swallowed what he wanted to say.

Su Yi just glanced at Yin Zhihou with a smile, and said slowly: "Song Hui is now in power in the Song family."

Could it be possible for that man, who has been gentle all the year round but makes people unable to see the details clearly, to let the two of them be together?Could it make the Song family lack a mistress?

Song Hui died in the previous life, and rumors about him came out one after another. Song Hui killed his brother and wife for the sake of the Song family.

Yin Zhihou didn't say a word. He couldn't say irresponsibly that the Yin family would help, and he couldn't promise Su Yizheng anything. If he was not careful, he would get burned.

This is the education they have received since childhood. No matter what they do, they must first proceed from the interests of the family, followed by other things.

As for Song Yubin and Su Yizheng, the Yin family obviously couldn't promise anything.

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