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Song Ting immediately staggered his eyes. When the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was trying to save face, he only thought that the other party was crying because his hand was too painful.Thinking of this, he made a little noise to remind him that when he looked up again, the boy had stopped crying.

Only then did he step forward and show a decent smile: "I'm sorry, classmate, I was too anxious just now."

Shen Qiyou shook his head slightly expressionlessly, his eyes passed over Song Ting and landed on the closed door, his voice was still hoarse: "Song Yuan...how is it?"

"Fall asleep." Song Ting thought for a while and then said: "Well, my brother is different from other people..."

"I know."

Song Ting was a little surprised when he heard this, but if it was the person in front of him, it would not be surprising if Yuan Yuan told him.

Just now he only cared about his younger brother and didn't look carefully, but now he recognizes that this person is the Gu Nian'an whom Song Yuan asked him to find.Although it is not completely similar to the one on the portrait, the general outline is not wrong.

It's just that the age doesn't match what Song Yuan said.

But he didn't think much about it. After all, he was just a netizen, and it was no big deal if there was an error in the information. He just thought that this person and his brother were destined.

"Student Gu, right? Thank you so much today, if it wasn't for you, my family Yuan Yuan—"

"My surname is not Gu."

Although Shen Qiyou spoke little, he seldom interrupted people when talking with them.It's just that after hearing that surname at this moment, he subconsciously wanted to deny it, and at the same time his heart sank.

Song Ting was a little embarrassed and thought he had identified the wrong person, and was afraid of remembering the wrong surname. Thinking of this uncertainty, he asked again: "Student, is your name Nian'an?"

Hearing that not unfamiliar name, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

This time he was silent for a long time before saying word by word: "Shen Qiyou, my name is Shen Qiyou, not Gu Nian'an."

Song Ting smiled awkwardly and said sorry for not telling what his younger brother told him before. He was worried that he didn't understand, so the more he said, the more he said, and Song Yuan would have to make up for it.

He originally wanted to change the topic, but the boy in front of him said again: "Am I and him... very similar?"

It seems that not only Song Yuan, but even the people around him will admit his mistake.

"This..." Song Ting really didn't know how to answer, he was obviously just a kid who was about the same age as Yuan Yuan from his family, yet he somehow felt oppressed from him.

Based on the principle of talking more than wrong, he insisted on changing the topic to Shen Qiyou's hands, pushing someone to re-bandage him, but fortunately the boy didn't continue to ask, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The gauze was torn off again, and Song Ting could see clearly what was going on on his hand. It was bloody and bloody. The wounds were not deep but numerous. Almost one hand was densely packed with puncture wounds of various sizes.

Rao Song Ting, who had seen the big scene, also frowned, regretted for a moment that someone had to re-apply the medicine, thinking of the scene just now, he turned his back, so that the boy would not be embarrassed when he couldn't help crying.

But to his surprise, the young man didn't say a word and didn't shed tears the whole time, but his expressionless face suddenly became hollow, and his eyes seemed to be out of focus, and he even looked a little pitiful.

Song Yuan still showed no sign of waking up, not in a coma but just asleep.Song Ting frowned and glanced at the silent young man who spoke first, "Xiao Shen, you can stay here today, I'll ask someone to open a separate ward for you."

"No need, I'll be fine here, thank you—" Shen Qiyou paused and felt that it was impolite, the other party was Song Yuan's elder brother.He pursed his lips and thought of a suitable address in his heart. At this time Song Ting smiled: "If you don't mind, you can call me brother just like Yuan Yuan."

Shen Qiyou hummed, and then said, "Thank you brother."

Song Ting suddenly felt that the child in front of him was quite polite.

He said a few more polite words, but he really didn't mean that when he saw people, so he had to give up and add an extra bed.

Earlier, he only briefly talked about the situation with his parents. They didn't know about Song Yuan's injury. After thinking about it, he still called and told them not to worry. Yuan Yuan had been found.He was afraid that his parents would feel uncomfortable for a long time seeing his younger brother like this.

After finishing all this, he returned to the ward, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Shen Qiyou sitting on the stool next to Song Yuan's bed, looking straight at him, Song Ting's strange feeling flashed across his heart.

"Xiao Shen, go to the rest meeting, it's me."

Shen Qiyou hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't insist anymore, and lay down on the bed after listening to Song Ting's words.

"Why did Yuan Yuan go there?" Song Ting murmured to himself with some doubts. He knew his younger brother very well. I took the initiative to go.

Shen Qiyou was silent for a while before saying a name, "Lin Cha."

"Because of Xiaocha?"

"Yes, but it's because he lied." Shen Qiyou didn't hide anything in front of Lin Cha's half-brother, and his tone was flat as if he was just stating that the weather is fine today.

But the expression on his face was an imperceptible disgust.

Song Ting dumbfounded for a moment and easily understood what he meant. In fact, he didn't like Lin Cha as a younger brother. In his heart, only Song Yuan was the only younger brother.

But it's not annoying either.

But Song Yuan had always liked this younger brother when he was a child, the two of them stuck together every day, and would leave a copy of any good things for his younger brother.He even felt sad and lost for a while.

That's why he was surprised. Although Xiaocha was a little vain, she wouldn't do such a thing to Song Yuan. "Is there any misunderstanding?"

"elder brother……"

The boy on the bed finally woke up, he gave a low cry, Song Ting didn't bother to ask for a moment, and quickly patted Song Yuan's hand, "Brother is here, is there, is there any discomfort?" Yuan Yuan, don’t be afraid—”

Song Yuanda interrupted him anxiously: "Brother, where's the man carrying me? Where's Shen Qiyou? How's he doing? Is he okay..."

Song Ting: "..."

It was the first time he was ignored by his brother like this.

Hearing these words, the man with his back to the boy sighed imperceptibly, turned around slowly, then got up quickly, turned over and got out of bed and walked quickly to Song Yuan's side without looking at him, The voice was hoarse: "I'm here, it's okay."

Song Yuan was relieved now, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised to show him a small smile, but the smile froze quickly.He saw Shen Qiyou's hands, those hands holding him up were wrapped in layers of gauze but still oozing blood.

In an instant, the eyes were filled with water vapor.

"Hands..." He stopped to adjust his breathing and sniffed after he said a word, trying not to let himself cry out, his brother was still here.

Shen Qiyou quickly hid his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "It's okay, it's just a scratch."

"Liar." Song Yuan's eyes became even more steamy, and the distress and sadness in his eyes almost turned into reality.

"I didn't lie to you, it's really just a scratch." Shen Qiyou's voice was a little anxious and emphatic.

Song Ting looked at the two and always felt that something was wrong.

He coughed softly and no one looked at him, so he coughed loudly again and Song Yuan looked at him with teary eyes: "Did brother catch a cold?"

Song Ting said no, dumbfounded, and then put on a serious look: "Yuan Yuan, tell me this has something to do with Lin Cha?"

"Is he—"

Song Yuan interrupted him: "Yes, it has something to do with him. He tricked me into going there. Brother, I don't like Lin Cha at all now."

"He's not what you think he is."

Seeing Song Ting leaving in a hurry, Song Yuan heaved a sigh of relief. It's not that he never thought of exposing Lin Cha's true face with his family, but he had no direct evidence at all.Lin Cha in this life hadn't let go of his disguise yet, and he couldn't even find a suitable reason to drive him out.

But now the reason why Lin Cha attacked him was probably related to his attitude. He showed his disgust clearly, so he couldn't pretend anymore.

He never wanted to see this man again.

As soon as Song Ting left, there were only the two of them in the ward now, and Song Yuan couldn't bear the suppressed emotions. He cried and called Shen Qiyou's name with tears in his eyes. come here.

"Why are you crying? Where does it hurt?"

Shen Qiyou was unconsciously nervous, standing by the bed awkwardly wiped away the tears of the young man who was about to cry with a tissue.But the latter carefully took his hand, and Song Yuan looked at those hands with tears streaming down his face: "I don't hurt...do you hurt? How could this happen...you're bleeding..."

"Shen Qiyou, I'm sorry, it hurts so much..."

He choked up and couldn't continue, he could only let out a sad and wronged cry.

Shen Qiyou lowered his eyes and rubbed the boy's cheeks with his hands in silence.

For a moment, the person in front of him overlapped with the crying figure that night. That day Song Yuan also cried badly because of his injury, and it is the same now, he still feels sorry for him.

He was suddenly relieved, Gu Nian'an is good to anyone, what kind of relationship he has with Song Yuan, and how much he resembles him does not matter, at least Song Yuan shed the tears for him that day, and what he has always called is the same His name is Shen Qiyou.

He even thought that Song Yuan would not confuse them, he would be an independent existence in his heart.

He's just a little like him.

He is no shadow of anyone.

"Do not cry."

"Didn't it be agreed, don't you say those three words in the future?"

Shen Qiyou waved his hand in front of him, and said with a serious face: "If you cry now, I can't help you wipe your tears."

"So, stop crying, okay?"

Even if the person who said the same love words as deceitful, the tone was still light, but it was precisely because of this that Song Yuan, who was immersed in self-blame, could be more comforted.

Song Yuan slowly stopped the tears, looked up at the person's beautiful eyes were slightly swollen, wrinkled his nose pitifully and cutely, and said in a crying voice: "Okay, don't cry."

"Then Shen Qiyou, can I... give you a hug?"

The standing boy froze for a moment, his ears turned red, "Why are you hugging me?"

Song Yuan acted like a child: "Because I want to hug you."

After a pause, he added, "I really want to."

"Shen Qiyou, do you give me a hug?"

The boy didn't say whether he would give it or if he could just open his arms to the person, Song Yuan curled his lips happily, but he hissed in pain as soon as he stood up.

His back still hurts.

"Shen Qiyou, I'll be careful, don't give me a hug." Song Yuan was in a hurry, half lying on the bed and looking at him helplessly, while pulling at the hem of his clothes with one hand.

"Here." Shen Qiyou said concisely and turned his face away unnaturally. It took a long time before he felt a pair of arms around his waist, and a familiar temperature came from his arms in the next second.

From this angle, Song Yuan could only be buried in his waist, but the person who had agreed not to cry now silently shed tears.

Shen Qiyou felt distressed and softened by those hot and humid tears, coaxing people in a low voice, and after a while, two hands wrapped into rice dumplings carefully wrapped around Song Yuan's shoulders.

That didn't just mean hugging, from another angle, he seemed to be hiding the boy in his body.

It is a position of extreme attachment and exclusiveness.

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