squeamish bag he was reborn

The day Song Yuan was brought back to the house by Gu Nian'an was not the first time he saw him.

At that time, the car accident hadn't happened yet, and he was still the son of the Song family who had just returned to China. In order to celebrate his return to the embrace of the motherland, his brother held an exaggerated welcome party for him.It was at that banquet that he met Gu Nian'an for the first time.

It's just that he didn't know the man's name at the time.

Although the banquet was held in Song Yuan's name, he was not the main character of the banquet. After accompanying his brother and saying hello to people he didn't know well, he made excuses and slipped away.Song Yuan walked slowly to the rooftop alone, leaning on the railing and looking at the stars in the sky.

He didn't like the occasion downstairs, where everyone seemed to put on a mask.Yanyan praised him face to face with a smile, but behind his back was a different look.

Song Yuan knew that his reputation in the so-called circle was not good.

They thought he was too delicate for a man, and that face was too ostentatious.

At that time, Song Yuan lost all desire to look at the stars because of this depressed thought. When he turned around and wanted to change places, he suddenly found a person standing behind him.

Quietly, he didn't even know when this person came, he was the only one on the roof when he came.

Song Yuan felt uneasy for a moment.

The tall man was wearing a well-tailored suit. His figure with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs was exceptionally well-proportioned. He had a calm demeanor and a sense of oppression.It's the kind of person Song Yuan doesn't want to deal with the most.

So he pretended not to see the man and walked on.

"Don't you read it?"

The man's voice is a deep voice, so faint that people can't hear the emotion.

Song Yuan frowned and felt that this man was a little familiar, but the good manners taught him that he couldn't ignore the man's words, so he replied softly: "Well, don't read it, it's a bit cold up there."

The topic of strangers meeting by chance should stop here, but some people don't think so.

"Cold?"

The man opened his mouth again, still in a flat tone, for a moment Song Yuan couldn't tell whether he was asking a question or making a statement.

"It's cold."

He replied, thinking that this man looked very bluffing, why he couldn't even hear such an obvious excuse.The weather is almost in June, how cold can it be?

The man didn't speak anymore, just when Song Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to move forward again, the man made a movement that shocked him for a long time.

He took off his suit jacket.

"Give you."

Song Yuan looked at the black suit, and then at the man with a serious face, feeling both weird and inexplicably contrasting.

It made him less repulsive towards men.

He politely declined the man's clothes, and he didn't say anything, Song Yuan finally left.

Then I saw the man again downstairs.

There was a group of people around him, and the man surrounded by him looked indifferent and out of tune with the people around him.

Song Yuan curiously asked his brother who that man was, and his brother told him with emotion when he saw someone, did you see that most of the people here came for him.

Gu Nian'an, an upstart in city A, has risen rapidly in the business district to an extent that astonishes everyone, and his history of fame is also full of legends.The means are decisive and ruthless, and he stood at the top of the industry when he didn't care about everything, from an unknown person to the current leader.

But no one could find out about his past, he seemed to have appeared in city A out of thin air, and quickly grew into the hottest wealthy upstart in the upper class circle.

"I admire this person quite a lot. He is ruthless and decisive. His company swallowed up several large companies as soon as it went public, and even the established groups were affected. However, our family did not." Song Ting didn't say anything. Yes, he touched many people's cakes, but only the Song family was fine, and even got a share of the pie.

"I handed him an invitation, but I didn't expect him to come. He is quite low-key. As far as I know, this is the first time he has come to such an occasion."

"Tsk, we, Xiao Yuan, are really good and have face."

Song Yuan looked at his brother helplessly, and knew in his heart that it wasn't the reason. He heard what his brother said and thought of the man's act of taking off his clothes to him just now, and felt that it was completely two people.

Different from what his brother described, he felt that the people on the rooftop were a little strange.

It's also a bit unexpected... stay.

Song Yuan didn't take this person seriously, and if there were no accidents, they would not have any interaction in the future, but he saw Gu Nian'an again after just two months.

Half a month had passed since the car accident that changed his life, and he was hiding at home in a mess.A person who was pampered by his family since he was a child, a person who wholeheartedly wanted to go on the road of art, Song Yuan only realized how naive he was after losing all his blessings.

Naive to stupid.

Adding insult to injury or even ridiculing and laughing is still light. What disgusts and fears him the most is the naked desire of those disgusting people for him.Those undisguised ugly faces smashed his innocence to pieces, and the younger brother who treated him wholeheartedly mocked his true feelings condescendingly.

His world quickly collapsed in a short period of time. When he was surrounded by people when he went out, he even broke the jar, and it was a big deal.

He had had enough of those disgusting sights.

But he was brought back intact, and before those people even had time to taunt him, he was brought back to Gu's house by Gu Nian'an who suddenly appeared.

That night Song Yuan looked at the tall and silent man and asked him calmly, was he also that kind of person?Ask him if he also took a fancy to his face, and he even said something more exaggerated.

That is definitely not what the former Song Yuan would say.

But he has been tormented by reality for too long, like a wounded little animal with its defenses on, hurting others and himself.

He no longer even believed that other people would be kind to him.

But that day Gu Nian'an was silent for a long time before saying: "Mr. Song, don't worry, I just like your voice very much."

"I'm sorry if I misunderstood you."

The man's voice was unbelievably gentle, as if he could pinch water out. In such a voice, Song Yuan was first stunned and then filled with grievances and a huge apology that would overwhelm him.

It had been too long since he had encountered such warmth.

Like a child crying uncontrollably, he cried and apologized to Gu Nian'an, until he was sobbing and unable to speak at the end.

It turned out that this man just liked his voice and saved him only because he could fall asleep listening to his voice.At that time, Song Yuan no longer believed that someone would be nice to him for no reason. This kind of need, asking him to put in a certain amount of energy and effort made him extremely at ease.

At the beginning, Song Yuan regarded coaxing Gu Nian'an to sleep as a kind of work, conscientiously being the "canary" on his couch.

Gu Nian'an's sleep has indeed gradually improved a lot.

Song Yuan once firmly believed that this method was effective, and even practiced his voice for a long time during that time.

But now, the person who said he could fall asleep listening to his voice and listening to his singing actually asked him why he thought he would fall asleep listening to his singing?

Song Yuan recovered from the memory, he covered himself in the quilt and thought, why do he think so?Of course you told me yourself.

Only now did he realize later that putting him to sleep was probably just an excuse, and Gu Nian'an's desire to help him was the truth.

In an instant, his heart seemed to be filled with soft cotton candy, light and sweet.

He sat up suddenly, and Shen Qiyou next to him didn't understand, so he also sat up.

He said in a low voice, "did I say something wrong again?"

Song Yuan looked at him like this, and for a moment the big boy in front of him overlapped with the person who asked him if he was cold on the rooftop, he thought, some things about Gu Nian'an still haven't changed.

He shook his head: "No."

After a pause, he said, "I'm very happy that you like my voice."

"Liar." Shen Qiyou said again: "Turn your head away, you don't want to see me."

"You are unhappy."

Song Yuan: "..."

He looked at this man dumbfounded, and his voice softened: "I was wrong, okay?"

"you're not wrong."

Even though Song Yuan knew that Shen Qiyou's words were just stating the facts, he still felt inexplicably that he seemed to be having a fight with him, just like what girls often say to their boyfriends.

You are not wrong, it is all my fault.

Song Yuan silently curled his lips and laughed for a long time for his brain.

"Well, I just... just remembered a past incident. Someone lied to me, so I was a little angry, but when I think about it now, I find that I like him to lie to me."

"Oh."

"You learned how to speak from me again."

"Well, I won't study anymore." After a pause, he said, "Is it okay to learn once in a while?"

Song Yuan stared into his eyes in the darkness, he thought, how could this person be so cute.

"You can learn."

"Ah."

Since this method was useless, Song Yuan didn't think about it any more, and he pulled the person to lie down again, "Sleep, don't think about anything, just close your eyes properly."

"Good night, student Shen."

He responded with the same sentence, but the Shen characters were replaced with Song characters.Because of this classmate Song, the corners of Song Yuan's lips curled up until he fell asleep.

Shen Qiyou closed his eyes and heard the sound of even breathing beside his ears. His stiff body also slowly relaxed. He tilted his head slightly and looked at the curled eyelashes of the people around him under the dim night light. The throbbing in his heart was like a mountain. The struck clock.

He knew that Song Yuan was different to him, an extremely important existence.

He thought he was a friend, but his abnormality told him time and time again that he didn't just want to be friends with him.

His feelings for Song Yuan are not between friends.

Since it's not a friend, it's something else, Shen Qiyou thought, his feelings for Song Yuan can only be liking.

He is quite unfamiliar with this word, but it does not prevent him from understanding his own intentions.

From the special time after time, from that note, from his eagerness to see this person, to today's little flower and even earlier maintenance, all told him that he liked this person.

Even from the moment Song Yuan bumped into his arms, he was different in his heart.

It wasn't the first time Song Yuan bumped into him that day at the entrance of the restaurant.

He closed his eyes and remembered the longer memories, and he thought again, Song Yuan also liked him, the kind of friend.

But he is not.

Therefore, it is enough for him to be with him until the day Song Yuan no longer needs him.

He withdrew his gaze and slowly closed his eyes, still not feeling sleepy at all, he was used to it taking a long time to fall asleep, just when he thought it was the same as usual this time and even opened his eyes till dawn , A person suddenly got into his arms.

Song Yuan's movements were quite skillful, with his hands wrapped around his waist, his head buried in the socket of his neck, and he rubbed against his collarbone.

The moment the skin rubbed against each other, Shen Qiyou's whole body was stiff, he even deliberately suppressed the sound of panting, he looked down at the young man in his arms, he didn't know where to put his helpless hands and feet.

He was not used to such a posture and such close contact.

He even wanted to run away.

This is a conditioned reflex formed by living alone for a long time.

But the object was Song Yuan, and he instinctively suppressed the thought of wanting to escape, and he let the young man hug him in an uncomfortable position until dawn.

When Song Yuan woke up the next day, he found that Shen Qiyou had already left. He sat on the bed in a daze for a long time before realizing that this person must have gone to work.Then he found a sticky note on the bedside, which was the same type as the one he left for Shen Qiyou before.

He reasonably suspects that he just bought it today, because the possibility of such a note with a cute cat head appearing in the other party's house is too low.

Song Yuan looked at the line of small characters, and read it silently, with a smile that he didn't know.

After washing up, he went to the kitchen and found the breakfast that Shen Qiyou bought for him. Song Yuan realized a problem when he was about to finish eating.

He doesn't have any contact information of this person, no phone number, wechat and other contacts that can be communicated at any time. After thinking about it, he seems to have never seen Shen Qiyou holding a mobile phone.

Although it is unbelievable that modern people do not have mobile phones, Song Yuan feels that there is nothing surprising about it happening to this person.

After all, he doesn't chat with people in real life, let alone the Internet.

Thinking like this, Song Yuan received an anonymous text message 1 minute later.

——I am Shen Qiyou.

Then came another one.

--this is my mobile phone number.

Article [-] follows immediately.

— Tell me something.

Song Yuan stared blankly at several text messages. If the tone was not too familiar, he would have thought this person was a liar.

Before this person was about to send the fourth text message, he dialed the phone, and it took a while for Shen Qiyou to connect.

It was very quiet over there, and Song Yuan heard him say, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just want to tell you that you can send three text messages into one."

After a while, he heard the other party's muffled voice.

He said oh.

Song Yuan finally laughed out loud.

How could Shen Qiyou be so cute.

At this time, in a pottery and sculpture museum, the boss looked at the young man holding a mobile phone, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Xiao Shen, do you have a mobile phone? Hahaha, that's good, I can transfer money to you directly in the future."

"Why did you suddenly think about it?" After he finished speaking, he laughed, not expecting the boy to answer him.

The result was beyond his expectation, this person who had not spoken a few words to him since coming to him except the first day actually answered.

"Because I want to connect with a person."

The boss is blessed to the heart: "Understood, girlfriend?"

Shen Qiyou shook his head and stopped talking.

He was a little absent-minded all day long, and from time to time he took out his phone to take a look.When he was about to leave work, he received a new text message.

Song Yuan said he was going home.

Shen Qiyou watched it for a while and got up suddenly, he asked the boss if he could go back early today, he will work overtime tomorrow to make up.

Almost as soon as he said the words of course, he stepped out of the door, and when he climbed the last flight of stairs panting, Song Yuan sent him another message.

--I'm home.

Shen Qiyou's movements froze, he read the message for a long time before slowly replying - um.

After sending the message, he stood leaning against the wall for a while before lowering his head to get the key to open the door, and then he found that the door was unlocked.

His heart beat uncontrollably faster again.

He walked into the living room, saw the hot food on the table, and then saw Song Yuan who was wearing an apron and holding a plate in his hand.

Shen Qiyou said in a hoarse voice as if stunned: "Didn't you leave?"

Song Yuan bent his lips: "We didn't leave, are you surprised?"

"……why?"

"Because I haven't said goodbye to you yet."

Shen Qiyou was stunned for a while and raised the mobile phone in his hand, and then he heard Song Yuan say word by word——

"It's different. Goodbye is to be said personally."

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