What bad thoughts can a little wolf dog have?

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Because there is a welcome party, and the next day is the National Day holiday, the dormitory will not be locked until twelve o'clock.When Song Fang came out of the bathroom, he saw Pei Yijun who was waiting outside was put on his shoulders.

"Brother, you can go." He approached, his voice slightly raised.

Pei Yijun raised his eyes, "We're going to have a dinner together, you should come too."

Song Fang heard about it just now. He glanced at Yue Qing who was resting on Pei Yijun's shoulder, and asked knowingly, "Will it be inconvenient?"

Yue Qing likes to make friends, so he immediately said: "It's okay, we're just going to have a barbecue, there are so many people."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to reach out his hand, "I'm Yue Qing, and I'm also from the Department of Nuclear Physics."

Song Fang pulled one corner of his lips, and held Yue Qing's hand, "I often hear from my brother that I am Song Fang, from the Department of Economics."

Yue Qing hissed lightly, and withdrew his hand, "Dude, do you exercise regularly? Your hands are strong enough."

"General, that is, squat 120 kg without equipment, deadlift 150 kg, and bench press 120 kg."

Pei Yijun didn't work out very much, but he knew that Song was in Versailles when he saw Yue Qing's disgusting expression.

Why are you still like a kid in kindergarten, with such a strong desire to win? !

All kinds of meat skewers, ribs, and chicken wings are grilled on the rotary oven, and the fat is sizzling.

More than a dozen people sat in the big booths in the store, the space was limited, and everyone was very close together.Pei Yijun has Song Fang on one side and Yue Qing on the other.

Song Fang scalded all the tableware with hot water, put them on the table and pushed them in front of Pei Yijun.

Song Fang actually doesn't like eating with a group of unfamiliar people, because of his status as the young master of the Song family, there have been too many unfamiliar people who have been close to him with different purposes since he was a child.

It's annoying.

For example, at this moment, a buddy who is doing stage scenes keeps chatting with him, talking about the world economy to funds, and from funds to Song's stocks.

"Song's average dividend has reached 37%. Why did he not distribute cash dividends or share bonuses when he has paid high dividends for ten consecutive years and this year's revenue and net profit have reached record highs? So much so that he was questioned by shareholders. More than 30 billion market value evaporated?"

Different from direct and superficial flattery, some people will take a slant and point out some seemingly professional and sharp problems to attract people's attention.

However, Song Fang's Taoism is too deep.

He has seen too many tricks like this.

He leaned lazily on the back of his chair, with his long legs wide open, "The August issue of Dialogue Magazine."

The man was taken aback: "What?"

He knows that "Dialogue" is currently the largest and most influential financial magazine in China.

"My father's exclusive interview covers everything from personal experience to Song's development in the next three years. It should be able to answer all your questions."

"..."

The man kept his mouth shut.

From the time he came to the restaurant, he has been secretly paying attention to Song Fang.I feel that Song Fang, who talks and laughs with Pei Yijun, is not as difficult to get close to as the legend says, so he strikes up a conversation deliberately.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't save any face.

Song Fang felt bored, but he couldn't tell Pei Yijun, stop wasting time with them, go home and play with me.

Falling in love cannot restrict the other party's normal social interaction.

He had no choice but to pick up the cold draft beer and drink it down with his neck raised.Water droplets dripped from the glass wall, winding down along Song Fang's neat neckline and sliding into the collar of his shirt.

With the sound of swallowing, the Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Pei Yijun felt that what the child was drinking was not alcohol, but a sex hormone, otherwise he couldn't look away.

Putting down the wine glass, Song Fang felt a light touch on his shoulder.

Pei Yijun took the initiative to lean over and stick him.

Through the two layers of clothing, I could feel Pei Yijun's warm body temperature.

Immediately afterwards, the fingers under the tablecloth were hooked.

Song Fang raised his eyebrows.

He was motionless, Ren Pei Yijun pinched his phalanx and gently painted on the back of his hand.

Song Fang was kneaded to enjoy and want to laugh.

Very exciting!

It was a holiday the next day, and Yue Qing and those who could make trouble ordered wine again.He held a full glass of draft beer, "Senior, Brother Pei, you are my real brother. I won't say much to thank you. Everything is in this glass of wine. I'll do it first."

As he said that, Yue Qing really did it.

Pei Yijun: "..."

He can't drink well, and once he was bitten by a snake for ten years, he was afraid of well ropes. Thinking of what he did when he was drunk last time, he couldn't help but feel guilty and afraid that he would not be able to control himself.

Just as he was about to find a reason to refuse, the glass was picked up.

There is an inconspicuous brown mole on the base of the index finger.

Because of the alcohol, Song Fang's voice became even lower, and his chest vibrated obviously, like a cello in the low range.

"He doesn't drink well, so I'll take his place."

Yue Qing let out a sigh of relief, watching Song Fang drink most of the glass of wine until there was nothing left.

The last time I ran into each other outside the laboratory building, I felt that the relationship between the two was unusual. At that time, Song Fang seemed to come here specially to deliver supper to the seniors.

Now he is still blocking the wine for the senior.

It seems that they are really good friends.

Even Song Fang can't drink too much, or else he would be leaning on Brother Pei's shoulder.

I can't tell that this young master of the Song family, who has been so beautiful since he entered Nantah University, is a bit of a hang-up, but he is a nice person, enthusiastic and loyal.

Feeling the weight on his shoulders and the warm breath with a slightly drunk malt aroma hitting his neck, half of Pei Yijun's body went numb.

Someone at the same table was already drunk, and began to stagger and yell nonsense, "If you can't finish drinking, you are a grandson", "If you love me, just call me grandpa", as the oldest man, he said, "It's getting late, and Where are the girls?"

The boys hooked their shoulders and sang loudly, "If you die, you have to love, and you can't be happy if you don't love it." Yue Qing, who was blushing like a monkey, raised his hands and drew triangles in the air.

Pei Yijun walked last, looking at the big boys in front of him in a relaxed way.

A bottle of yogurt was passed over, still his favorite flavor of cranberry.

The straw is already inserted.

"Thank you." Pei Yijun took it and bit the straw.But Song Slowly squatted down and tied his loose shoelaces again.I probably don't have experience in tying shoelaces for others, and it's backhanded, which makes it a bit ugly.

Sending the girls back to the dormitory building, Pei Yijun looked to the side, "You reach out."

Song Fang didn't even think about it, as he said, he stretched out his hand obediently.

Palm up, fingers slightly curved.

Pei Yijun's fingertips brushed against his palm, and the cold object fell with a little weight.

Song Fang lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "The key?"

"Yeah." Pei Yijun nodded, "Isn't your roommate going to play in Nancheng and not go home? I will spend time in the laboratory except tomorrow. If you want to sleep or read a book, you can come directly."

Song Fang clenched his hands into a fist and put away the key, "Okay."

Pei Yijun pursed his lips.

He didn't know what he was vaguely expecting, but he felt a heart floating in the air.

"Then I'm going back, and you have a good rest."

Turning around and taking a step, I heard a "poof" behind me, and the next second, my wrist was grabbed.

Song Fang's palms were hot, and a few strands of slightly messy gray-blue forehead hair hung on one side of his eyebrows. Under the shadow of a tall and straight nose, there were well-defined lips.

The eyes looking at him are foggy, with a different temperature than before, and the surging undercurrent seems to melt Pei Yijun, "I'm lazy, I don't want to run around, why don't you take me in early tonight?"

Pei Yijun's body seemed to be on fire.Along the way, the two of them didn't say anything else, but their footsteps couldn't hide their obvious eagerness.

As soon as the metal elevator doors closed, there were two silhouettes entangled and kissing indistinctly on the frosted wavy stripes.

Pei Yijun raised his chin high, fully exposing his most vulnerable neck.Song Fang bit it domineeringly, feeling pain.

A trembling whimper overflowed from his throat, the emptiness of his body and the turbulent heat brought by the kiss pulled Pei Yijun, he wrapped his hands tightly around Song Fang, and the two breathed closely together.

The elevator door opened, Song Fang backed away a little distance, his long finger slid across the end of Pei Yijun's already flushed eyes, and wiped away the bright saliva from the corners of his lips.

"Brother, you go in first, I'll go shopping."

It was self-evident what to buy at this time, Pei Yijun blushed and nodded.When he got home, closed the door, and leaned against the cold door, he felt how violent the beating in his chest was.

Two fluffy balls rubbed against him, Pei Yijun opened his eyes suddenly, and quickly thawed the raw flesh and blood of Zhongfen and Tachibana Jiro.

The sound of the two little ones biting the meat sounded extremely healing.The middle one had a bigger appetite, and after eating his own, he licked his mouth and went to grab his younger brother's.Pei Yijun pinched the back of his neck and lifted it away, and was about to feed him some freeze-dried food when the doorbell rang.

Thinking it was Song Fang, he opened the door without looking at it.

A middle-aged woman stood in front of him, her fingertips just leaving the doorbell.

Even with a thick skin like Song Fang, it was a bit embarrassing to go to the 24-hour adult products store for the first time, but fortunately it was self-service.After shopping, he went to the nearby convenience store to pick up some snacks and drinks, and asked for a black plastic bag.

Coming out of the convenience store, there were sporadic raindrops in the night sky.

Someone brushed his shoulder and walked quickly, Song Fang paused.

It was a handsome-looking boy who wore glasses and said impatiently to the other end of the phone: "Stop nagging, I will go home when I have time. Transfer some money to me... I am a college student. Sociability, learning alone is useless. Not to mention that my roommate’s pair of shoes can catch up with our family’s living expenses for a year... [-] is not enough, let’s count [-], it’s [-]. Is the raccoon flower at home full moon? , don't sell it first... I'm useful, so don't worry about it!"

The figure of the boy disappeared into the shelf of the convenience store, and Song Fang's eyes were cold.It wasn't until I got into the elevator that I calmed down.

He smiled again, but stopped abruptly the moment he stepped out of the elevator.

The door of the house was wide open.

Standing inside the door was Pei Yijun's perennially clear and indifferent face, which was almost out of composure. Standing outside the door was a middle-aged woman with her back to him.

Her long black hair was neatly tied behind her head. She wore a pearl white slim skirt and a well-designed suit jacket of the same color.

Hearing the movement, she turned sideways and looked at each other.

Song Fang knew who she was almost immediately.

The middle-aged woman is well maintained. She looks at least ten years younger than her actual age. She has fair skin, a high nose bridge and double eyelids. Her eyes are neither too big nor too small.

He has a seven-point resemblance to Pei Yijun.

Cao Meixin turned her head and looked at her son who was separated by three normal social distances, "Can I go in?"

Pei Yijun didn't speak.

Cao Meixin didn't force her, "Junjun, you've really grown up. But your facial features are still the same as when you were a child, they haven't changed much."

Pei Yijun remained silent.

When Cao Meixin left, he was only two years old.He has almost no memory of his mother for so many years, and his father never mentioned his mother in front of him.When he was seven years old, he got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and overheard his grandmother angrily advising his father to remarry: "She has also climbed to the top of country M for so many years, you should also find someone who knows the cold and the hot, and don't talk about anything else." , you can't let Junjun have no mother all the time, can you?"

Father: "I'm busy with work."

"It's because you are busy that you are asked to find a partner quickly. You are only in your early forties, and you can have a child in time when you get married."

"Junjun is still young, I don't want him to be wronged."

Grandma choked and didn't speak for a long time.

It's not the flesh that fell from your body, it's impossible to treat it like your own child.People are selfish, if they give birth to their own children, a bowl of water will definitely not be fair.In the end, it was Pei Yijun who suffered.

But the son is still so young, is it possible that he will be alone for the rest of his life?

The palms and backs of the hands were full of meat, and the more grandma thought about it, the more angry she became, and she said bitterly with a crying voice: "I didn't agree with you and Junjun's mother at the beginning, that woman can't live a stable life when she sees it. How can there be a child who is only two years old?" , just went to country M to study by myself? Sure enough, he cheated within a few months. That’s right, people go to high places, how can ordinary people like us compare to a wealthy family whose surname is known all over the world. "

At this point, grandma paused, probably feeling too ambitious for others, and changed her words: "Who can brag, it's just that the foreigner's aunt is Dinghao's goddaughter, and she has no blood relationship at all."

Pei Yijun's reaction seemed to be expected by Cao Meixin.

The smile on her face remained unchanged, and she looked at Song Fang who had already walked over, "I am Pei Yijun's mother, are you his classmate, you look very young?"

Song Fang's eyes swept across Pei's mother's wrist.

The living environment since he was a child allows Song Fang to know the brand price of the watch with just one glance.Simply put, ordinary people can't afford this watch after working hard for a lifetime.

Pei Yijun never mentioned anything about his mother. Song Fang once thought that he was the same as himself, and his mother died young due to illness.

It turned out not to be.

"No, my name is Song Fang, and I'm his friend."

Cao Meixin nodded, "Junjun, I haven't seen you for so many years. I came to see you as soon as I got off the plane, because I really can't wait to see how you grow up. I will stay in Nancheng for a few days when I come back this time. If you want , shall we have a meal together?"

Pei Yijun didn't even look at her from the corner of his eyes, and asked Song Fang, "Aren't you coming in?"

Song Fang nodded to Cao Meixin and entered the door.

With a "snap", Pei Yijun closed the door.

It was extremely quiet inside and outside the door, even Nakabuki and Tachibana were lying on the cat climbing frame obediently and licking each other's fur.

For a long time, the sound of "da da da" high-heeled shoes echoed in the corridor, walking further and further away.

Pei Yijun let out a heavy breath, he and Cao Meixin really have no mother-child relationship, the only relationship is that she conceived and gave birth to him in October.After 23 years, a mother who had abandoned him for so many years fell from the sky. Pei Yijun was not surprised. Apart from the surprise, he felt as if something was blocking his heart, and he was indescribably depressed.

He wanted to ask Cao Meixin why she got married and had children early since her ambitions were so high.

So much so that my father was disappointed in love to the end and never remarried in his life.

The son avoids fear of love and dislikes women.

He wanted to ask Cao Meixin, since she had been away for so many years without paying attention, why did she suddenly return to China and appear in front of him as if nothing had happened?

A full 23 years.

His childhood and youth were completely without the company of his mother.

When I was ignorant when I was young, I always asked my grandma and father, where did my mother go, why didn't my mother come back, does my mother not like Junjun?

How can this be?

How can this be!

Pei Yijun lowered his eyes, standing still like a sculpture, a warm palm wrapped his hand, turned it over, and separated his fingers one by one.

Pei Yijun's nails are neatly trimmed and round, but there are several sharp nail marks on the cold and wet palm, which are purple and dazzling.

Song Xin felt very distressed.

The thumb rubbed gently on the imprint, as if to appease the gloomy and manic soul in Pei Yijun's body.

Pei Yijun turned around abruptly, his cold and clear eyes were seized by endless pain, and the eye frames were moist and red.

The sound of ticking rain was like soybeans hitting the large glass windows. The air conditioner was turned on in the room, accompanied by low working noise, and the air was a little dry.

Pei Yijun blinked slowly, trying to get rid of the emotion in his eyes.He leaned closer, rubbing the tip of his nose against Song Fang's, and said hoarsely, "Fuck me!"