After being dressed as cannon fodder, I tear up the script

"This is about Song Jingxi and me, it has nothing to do with you."

What happened tonight, Song Muchen finally saw through that anyone and anything can't be trusted.

In the past, he thought that he had some status in the Song family, and no matter where he went, someone would follow him and flatter him in turn.

Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs, and those grasshoppers ran away when they saw that the situation was not right.

Song Siyuan dared to talk to himself like this tonight, pouring dirty water on himself.

If Song Yang needed to talk, he couldn't even utter a single word of nonsense, and now he was talking about Song Jingxi not sincerely for his own good.

It's ridiculous.

Song Jingxi, no matter what, what kind of purpose he had, he spoke for himself tonight.

Song Muchen was in a complicated mood.

Looking at Song Muchen who turned to leave, Song Yang followed him, walking slowly behind him without speaking.

He knew what Song Muchen was angry about, but he never thought that Song Jingxi would help Song Muchen out in that situation.

He had thought that keeping silent was the most correct thing.

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After Song Jingxi left, he hurriedly took out his phone and took a look. He couldn't believe what he saw just now.

In the end, knowing that he read it correctly, he carefully added "adult male" in front of the search sentence just now, full of piety.

After thousands of calculations, I couldn't figure it out. Adding the two words of male, the searched entries are still exactly the same.

Song Jingxi took out a tissue from his pocket and blew his nose again.

It seems that search engines are useless no matter which world they are in. He comforted himself that it would be better to go to the hospital for a check-up instead.

In any case, the disease can be cured, which is better than pregnancy or something.

Although he was indeed the one who got caught by that, he was a man.

He was about to go upstairs to Song Ying to ask him when he would be home, but he happened to see Song Ying coming out of Song Changan's study.

"Xiaoxi, it's just in time for you to come." Song Ying waved at him, "Come here, Grandpa needs you."

Song Jingxi went over, thinking that Song Ying would go in with him, but he didn't expect him to be the same as the first time, after letting him in, he left again.

"Hey...brother." Song Jingxi didn't understand, seeing Song Ying leave, he was a little scared.

Song Jingxi didn't really want to be alone with the old man.

Song Ying patted him on the shoulder and said, "You go in first, this time grandpa is definitely not targeting you."

It's not about me, so why are you talking to me?

Song Jingxi forced a smile, then opened the door of the study and walked in.

Song Jingxi closed the door and didn't see Song Changan for a while. He poked his head around and saw the old man sitting at the desk, writing something on the paper with a brush in his hand.

"Grandpa, are you looking for me?"

Song Jingxi asked in a low voice.

Song Changan just finished writing the last word, so he raised his head and looked at him, "Come on, sit down."

"Grandpa, what do you want from me?"

Song Jingxi sat down properly, with his hands on his knees, "Brother said you have something to say to me."

"Why don't you come back these few days?" Song Changan said, "I can't talk to you if I have nothing to do?"

"No, no, it's fine." Song Jingxi hurriedly replied, "I'm just not used to it. I thought you wanted to ask me for something, so I just said something casually."

"It's okay." Song Changan suddenly laughed, "At the dinner table tonight, why did you speak up for Song Muchen?"

"..."

It seems that what he just said is really ambiguous.

Not only Song Muchen, even Song Changan felt that he was speaking for Song Muchen.

After beating him to death, he didn't answer this question anymore. If it wasn't because his stomach was too uncomfortable, he wouldn't open his mouth because he wanted to end it quickly.

"I just said that it's not good to talk nonsense without evidence, and it has nothing to do with whether the other party is Song Muchen."

Song Changan just laughed when he heard him say that.

Song Jingxi didn't understand what he was laughing at, Song Changan was smiling so kindly at him now, it was a bit scary.

"Sit with me for a while," Song Changan said, "It's still early, stay here tonight, and you and Song Ying will go back tomorrow morning."

Song Jingxi wanted to walk but couldn't.

He thought he could leave with just a few words.

Sitting here has nothing to say.

"You seemed a little uncomfortable on the table just now," Song Changan asked, "Is it better now?"

Song Changan's unexpected greeting made Song Jingxi's mind stop turning, "Well, it's much better."

"Forget it, go back and rest if you can't sit still." Song Changan said, "Take good care of your body, and young people should look like young people."

After leaving the door of the study, Song Ying was still waiting outside, and as soon as he saw Song Jingxi coming out, he immediately greeted him.

"How? Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Song Jingxi walked side by side with him, "I didn't say anything."

"Xiaoxi, you should also try to accept everyone well."

Song Ying's clear voice slowly lingered in his ears, Song Jingxi turned to look at him, Song Ying seemed to want to say something more, but after Song Jingxi gave him such a look, he stopped talking.

Song Ying smiled and shook his head, "Forget it, as long as you are happy, you can take your time with other things."

Song Ying might have remembered the time he spent with the original owner, Song Jingxi didn't know how to respond.

He is not their real relative, and he is not qualified to answer for the original owner what he will do in the future.

Whether it's Song Chang'an, Song Ying or Zhao Shihua.

His only task now is to be himself and let nature take its course.

"Grandpa said to sleep here at night," Song Jingxi said, "Let's leave tomorrow morning."

"Okay, then go to bed early, I feel that you are not in a good spirit recently." Song Ying patted his head, "You must tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

Song Jingxi nodded, it seemed that his recent body movements were indeed too loud.

But Song Jingxi was inexplicably not particularly nervous.

Back in his room, he felt sleepy when he was alone.

He took out his pajamas from the cabinet and went to the bathroom to wash up.

I went to bed at [-]:[-] and fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes.

The Song family's bed was so soft that when Song Jingxi lay on it, her whole body sank into it, as if she had fallen into cotton.

Song Jingxi had a long, long dream.

In the dream, a child who looked a lot like Gao She was sitting in the children's room playing with toys.

He also turned his head and called himself "Daddy".

Song Jingxi was stunned.

He stood there at a loss, the child saw that he didn't respond, frowned a little unhappy, and called him, "Dad, why don't you come over?"

Then began to cry.

Song Jingxi was even more stupid, standing on the spot and didn't dare to move, "You, who are you, I don't have a child as old as you."

The child cried even harder when he heard him say this.

I didn't even play with toys anymore, and burst into tears.

There was a sudden sound from the door, and Song Jingxi heard Gao She's voice behind him, "Why are you crying?"

Song Jingxi saw that Gao She was wearing a pink lace-trimmed apron over his suit jacket, walked over to pick up the child, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Father," the child pointed at Song Jingxi, and complained to Gao She in a childlike voice, "Dad said, he doesn't know me."

"Father is joking with you." Gao She said, looked towards Song Jingxi, and smiled, "Baby, don't you recognize your own child?"

Song Jingxi woke up suddenly, the room was pitch black.

His mind was in a daze, repeatedly recalling every detail of the dream.

When the memories were finished, I was frightened again.

He hastily turned on the sleeping light beside the bed, and subconsciously touched his stomach.

flat.

Fortunately fortunately.

If I had known earlier, I would not have searched for symptoms in the browser out of curiosity before going to bed.

Song Jingxi fumbled for the mobile phone beside the pillow, and saw that it was almost eleven o'clock.

After regaining consciousness, he finally felt hungry, and lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

He swiped with his mobile phone, found Gao She's dialog box, and sent him a message: Woke up, so hungry, I really want to eat the dishes cooked by my uncle.

If Gao She was not working at this point, he must have fallen asleep.

Song Jingxi thought so, and then put down the phone, when he heard the vibrating sound of a message.

Gao She: Where is it?Made it and sent it to you.

Song Jingxi didn't expect Gao She to reply so quickly.

Just thinking about it, the phone suddenly remembered the unique ringtone for video calls.

Song Jingxi was startled and quickly picked it up.

Gao She on the other side of the video turned on the light and asked while putting on his clothes, "Where are you?"

"In the old house, I'll sleep here tonight." Song Jingxi said, "You've already laid down? Why don't you forget it, I'll go downstairs to the kitchen and just find something to eat."

The young man on the other side of the phone was buried under the quilt, and the phone was very close.

Gao She only saw his beautiful eyes that were exposed outside the quilt kept blinking, and Gao She could still see a bit of grievance from it as he talked.

"Xiao Xi has already opened his mouth, how could he not do it." Gao She walked out of the room and smiled, "Sweet and sour little one?"

Song Jingxi didn't finish that sentence, but when he heard Gao She's question, he immediately whispered, "Okay."

"Then I'll call you when I get there."

"Ah."

Song Jingxi's heart was pounding after hanging up the phone.

He didn't expect Gao She to be so serious, and even said something, how could he not say such a thing.

At around [-]:[-], Gao She called.

Song Jingxi picked it up and walked out.

He picked a small path and took a shortcut, it only took 10 minutes to get there, Song Ying told him.

From a distance, he saw Gao She standing not far from the gate.

The not-so-bright light shone on his back, reflecting a little light under his black overcoat.

After saying hello to the guard at the door and letting him go, Song Jingxi hurried over.

Gao She saw Song Jingxi running towards him, opened his arms while walking towards him, and hugged the person who flew into his arms, "...run slowly."

"Why are you so fast?" Song Jingxi looked up at him, "I thought it would be tomorrow."

"There's no traffic on the road." Gao She gathered Song Jingxi's clothes, "It's cold outside, grab your food and go back to your room."

Song Jingxi saw that he handed him the thermos bucket and a small bag, and told him, "Don't spill the noodles when you open them, and there are sweet and sour short ribs, and there are candied fruit in the bag. Didn't you say that you have a bad appetite recently?" Is it? They are all sour."

Gao She's hands felt cold, which made Song Jingxi want to cry, "Why are you so nice..."

"What do you think? It's not like the rest of our Xiaoxi's life." Gao She half-jokingly said, "Okay, hurry back, tomorrow..."

Before Gao She finished speaking, there was a touch of soft coldness between his lips.

He was startled, and a blush flashed across his eyes.

"Ah..." Song Jingxi hadn't expressed his emotion after kissing him, but the next second, someone pinched his waist and pressed against the car door, his lips were hot.