First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

New Year's Eve is approaching, and it has been more than half a month since I moved into my new home before I knew it.

Their move eventually came to light.

On the day that the third brother and other younger brothers were picked up from the rescue station, Song Jianchu took a picture of the dog alone and posted a Weibo.

[See SongV at the beginning: Wait [picture]]

The comments section celebrated all day long.

[Congratulations to Smelly Bao!Finally fulfilling my dog ​​dream! 】

[Fortunately, wait, reincarnation strength is not as good as a dog [tears]]

[So that luxury dog ​​house in New Zealand has an owner?I still want to work hard...]

[Ah, ah, what a cute little guy, why did you call him wait? 】

【ah!This one! !I saw it at the rescue station. It was a stray dog ​​mother who gave birth in the garage. The family didn’t find out. The garage door was closed for several days. The mother dog insisted on feeding the pups after being hungry for several days. Healthy, but the mother dog was too thin when she was found... Fortunately, she was finally sent to the rescue station, and the mother and child were safe [heart]]

Mu Ye couldn't bear it anymore, so he also posted a Moments that only a few friends could see, it was a photo of waiting and playing in the yard.

[MY: Welcome, wait [heart]]

That night, several neighbors rang the doorbell with good wine.

"Brother! Open the door! I know you are at home!"

"Dare to post on Moments but dare not open the door! Open the door!"

"The gardening in your yard is too expensive, you can recognize it at a glance!"

"Mugou, I've seen you, open the door, the wine is too heavy."

Mu Ye turned off all the lights at home, hid behind the curtains, hugged Waitan and Song Jianchu, bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, I should hold back."

Song Jianchu tightened the corners of his mouth: "It's okay, let them in."

Mu Ye still wanted to struggle one last time: "Is there still time for me to delete Moments?"

Song Jianchu laughed and said, "What do you think?"

Song Jianchu turned on the lights and opened the door for the neighbors.

After the move, Wenju was lively all night.

Originally, Qin Fang didn't know about it, but Pei Shinian and the others had a great time playing together, so he casually mentioned, "Qin Fang also lives here, and now the family is alone."

Mu Ye thought for a while, and held the wine glass to Song Jianchu's ear: "I'll always know when I live here in the future, shall we invite him?"

Although Song Jianchu was not very willing, he still agreed.

When Qin Fang came, he carried a large pile of frozen steaks and seafood, and smiled meaningfully at Song Jianchu: "My eyes are not only accurate in judging people, but also in things. I knew you two would have to come here sooner or later. One step, I have prepared all the money in advance."

Song Jianchu took half of the things: "Stop talking nonsense, come in."

Mu Ye took the other half, and said with a gentle smile, "Welcome, this is to empty your refrigerator, it's costly."

Qin Fang: "I don't usually cook, and good things are wasted by me."

Wearing a small bib and holding his teething stick in his mouth, Waiting ran to the door to greet him.

"Oh, you are just waiting." Qin Fang introduced himself kindly: "Good boy, I am your uncle."

Song Jianchu: "???"

Song Jianchu almost tripped over the toys on the ground, his eyelids twitched.

"Xiao Qin, come in quickly." Bai Xingyu called someone inside: "Come in for a drink with me."

"Here we come." Qin Fang hurriedly went to sit down at the wine table: "I can still come to Teacher Mu's house to drink in my lifetime."

Song Jianchu simply called Yin Chi over.

Yin Chi also brought a trunk full of good wine. After entering the door, he picked it up and held it's little paw: "Wait, hello, I'm your uncle."

Song Jianchu: "..."

Qin put it inside and called: "Wait, come to Second Uncle."

Song Jianchu: "..."

Mu Ye put his arm around Song Jianchu's waist, kissed him on the cheek, and said with a smile, "I'm so happy, like I'm married to Chuchu."

Song Jianchu's ears were red and his expression was calm.

"Brother! See Chu!" Pei Shinian called someone inside: "What are you doing, come here!"

"Go ahead." Song Jianchu took Mu Ye's arm away from him.

"Wait a moment."

Mu Ye lifted Song Jianchu's clothes, looked at the small bruise on Song Jianchu's waist, and frowned: "I made this?"

Song Jianchu pulled up his clothes calmly, lowered his eyes: "It's okay."

Mu Ye said distressedly, "I'm sorry."

"It's not you." Song Jianchu smiled lightly: "I got knocked."

Waiting bit the corner of Song Jianchu's trousers, humming for a hug.Song Jianchu hugged and waited, and said with a smile: "Go in."

Mu Ye rubbed carefully: "Yes."

Everyone played together until the early morning.

Song Jianchu went into the bathroom to take a bath, checked the bleeding spots on his body in the mirror after washing, put on his pajamas calmly and went out.

Mu Ye has already finished washing, leaning on the bedside to play games, raised his head and waved to him, looking expectantly: "Chu Chu, you are so slow. Come quickly."

Song Jianchu walked over and was dragged into bed by Mu Ye impatiently.He lay on the quilt, raised his hand to touch Mu Ye's pressed shoulder, and took away the hand that wanted to unbutton his pajamas.

Mu Ye was stunned for a moment, stopped and asked with his eyes.

"I don't really think about it today." Song Jianchu pushed Mu Ye onto the pillow and said, "I'll help you."

"Forget it." Mu Ye pinched Song Jianchu's chin to stop him from lowering his head, kissed his mouth, and smiled softly: "Go to sleep."

After turning off the lights, Song Jianchu lay in Mu Ye's arms, with Mu Ye's pajamas on the tip of his nose, breathing in the warm and friendly fragrance with nostalgia.

"Teacher Mu."

Mu Ye touched the hair on the back of his head: "Yes."

"Tomorrow, I'm going to the company to talk with Yin Chi." Song Jianchu said, "Do you have a job? I'll see you off by the way."

"There is a commercial shooting." Mu Ye said, "What time do you finish? You can visit the set after the end."

Song Jianchu said, "I'll send you a message when it's over."

"Wait for you." Mu Ye rubbed his forehead hair with the bridge of his nose, and said with a smile: "Good night baby, have a good dream, you'd better dream about me."

Song Jianchu looked at the collar of Mu Ye's pajamas, and laughed softly: "I've already dreamed about it."

Mu Ye raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and tightened his arms contentedly: "Me too."

The next day, Song Jianchu sent Mu Ye to the studio first.

Mu Ye unbuckled his seat belt, leaned forward and kissed the corner of Song Jianchu's mouth, "Remember to send me a message, the location of the shooting has been sent to you."

Song Jianchu checked his phone: "Got it."

"No way, who made me fall in love with the richest man on Weibo." Mu Ye pinched his face and said with a smile, "You need to make more money to buy a lot of good things for Chu Chu."

Song Jianchu smiled: "Come on."

Mu Ye looked at him reluctantly: "Wait for you, you must come and see me."

Song Jianchu nodded: "Yes."

Watching Mu Ye into the elevator, Song Jianchu put on his mask and hat, and drove the car to the hospital.

Dr. Zhao checked several bleeding spots on his body, and said seriously: "We can't wait for the matching results from the bone marrow bank. The efficacy of the medicine is getting worse and worse. There may be organ bleeding at any time. If new bleeding spots appear , you must go to the hospital.”

Song Jianchu asked calmly: "If you are hospitalized, how long will you stay?"

"It depends on the situation." Dr. Zhao didn't say the worst possibility, but said: "At least the bleeding symptoms must be stabilized first. No one from your relatives can come to do the matching? I don't know how long the bone marrow bank will wait for the matching. We will not let go of any hope, and if there are relatives who can help you, please contact them as soon as possible."

Song Jianchu lowered his eyes and said "hmm".

Back in the car, Song Jianchu took out his mobile phone and dialed his second uncle, but he still couldn't get through.

After confirming his relationship with Mu Ye, he asked private detectives to find the whereabouts of his second uncle, only to find out that his second uncle had gone abroad to avoid debt collection, and it would take a while to find someone abroad.

After finding Song Yan's cell phone number, Song Jianchu leaned his head against the car window and closed his eyes for a few minutes.

Exhaling lightly, he opened his eyes and dialed the call.

Song Yan never thought that Song Jianchu would take the initiative to contact him in this life.

Song Yan lived the life of a young master since he was a child, and his father threw the mess to him to escape. This was the most desolate day in his life.In order to avoid debts, Song Yan has to flee in embarrassment every once in a while, and now he has moved into the basement, living on alcohol every day.

Song Yan laughed unexpectedly, and his voice was not lightly drunk: "Song Jianchu? Are you going to show off to me again after you're fucking done?"

"Aren't you holding grudges too much, kid? Didn't I have a better life than you when I was a kid? After showing off in front of you a few times, you spent money all over the world and made videos." Song Yan threw away the phone in his hand. The wine bottle said in an unconscious voice of hatred: "SUK went bankrupt because of it!! You spent all our money!! It's you who killed our family!"

Song Jianchu was too lazy to talk nonsense: "Come out and meet, I have something to talk to you about."

"Who do you think you are." Song Yan sneered: "You don't have the right to call me around."

Song Jianchu's tone was light: "I'll give you 10 million for 100 minutes."

Song Yanjiu was half awake, gritted his teeth: "Where the hell are you?"

Song Jianchu booked a coffee shop to discuss things, and when he got off the car with his things, he saw Song Yan was already sitting in it.

He couldn't help laughing.

The location of the coffee shop was hidden, the surveillance was turned off, the waiters were dismissed, and only two people were talking inside.

Song Yan glanced at the box in his hand, and said dubiously: "I didn't do it because of your poor money, I just wanted to hear about it. What face do you have to talk to me now, you white-eyed wolf."

"I'll give you a business that can bring your family back to life. It's up to you whether you want to earn the money." Song Jianchu pushed the money box over the table.

Song Yan opened the box and took a look, then twitched one corner of his mouth mockingly: "It's really unaccustomed to be so conscientious all of a sudden."

Song Jianchu pulled off his mask, folded his arms lazily and leaned back, not wanting to waste his tongue, and got straight to the point: "Do a bone marrow match with me, and the match was successful."

Song Yan opened his eyes wide in surprise, looking at Song Jianchu's pale face, "You too..."

Song Jianchu said succinctly: "If the match is successful, I will give you one billion."

"I said why you, a miser, are suddenly so warm-hearted and even gave me money." Song Yan laughed: "You want me to donate bone marrow to you?"

"Are you begging for help?" Song Yan said with a smile: "I thought you were heartless and didn't care about anything, but you are also afraid of death. For such a big matter as saving lives, it only costs 10 million in 100 minutes. You Isn't it a little bit insincere?"

Song Jianchu looked indifferent, and had no intention of interrupting before Song Yan finished talking nonsense.

The phone vibrated, and Mu Ye sent him a message, asking him when it would end.

Song Jianchu glanced at the time, frowned, and replied as soon as possible.

Song Yan pushed the cash box back, and laughed mockingly: "A child without parental education is uneducated, you don't really think that I am like those poor people who have never seen money, and I will kneel and lick you if I give you a little favor? "

"Song Jianchu, I know too well what kind of person you are. You have no such thing as human affection in your heart. A stone is softer than your heart. So I never counted on you from the beginning. If it wasn't for me when SUK went bankrupt Dad asked me to call you that way, so I won't bow to people like you, asking you for money is an insult to myself."

Song Yan suddenly regained his composure. Looking at his hapless younger brother who was terminally ill, his resentment completely dissipated, and he smiled peacefully and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not satisfied with your attitude."

Song Jianchu put down his phone, raised his eyes indifferently: "Don't waste your time, just tell me how much money you want."

"I want all your money." Song Yan said coldly: "You are not worthy of my emotions. Since you want to make a deal, let me see your sincerity."

Song Jianchu sneered: "You dare to speak."

"You don't want to live, and I can't help it." Song Yan shrugged indifferently: "When you figure it out, contact me again. Don't wait until it's too late to beg me."

Song Jianchu had no expression on his face, his eyes gradually turned cold.

Song Yan smiled sarcastically, straightened the collar of his shirt slowly, stood up and looked down at him: "This is your retribution."

Turning around and taking a step, a police car suddenly stopped outside, and several policemen walked in to stop Song Yan.

Song Yan turned his head in surprise, and said angrily to Song Jianchu: "What the hell are you doing! Are you threatening me?!"

Song Jianchu frowned, but he didn't call the police.

The police standing in front showed his ID and said, "Song Yan, your father was suspected of huge tax evasion. After absconding abroad, he colluded with transnational drug lords to resell drugs. After being arrested, he died of drug overdose shock. Please come with us." , cooperate with the investigation."

Song Yan shook his body and muttered in shock: "What did you say..."

Song Jianchu also froze for a moment.

Second uncle died?

"Your father has died, and the body is being sent back to China. Please come with us to confirm the identity of the deceased."

"Song Jianchu, you are related to the deceased, please cooperate with the investigation."

Song Jianchu frowned, nodded and stood up.

"Song Jianchu!!" Song Yan turned around suddenly, his eyes were scarlet, and he rushed towards him with a punch: "It's all you!"

Song Jianchu stood still, received a punch, and turned his head slightly.

The police controlled Song Yan and handed Song Yan, who was struggling, to a colleague: "Take him away."

"It's you! It's all your fault! If you didn't refuse to save him, how could he sell drugs!" Song Yan's eyes were red in despair, and he turned around uncontrollably and shouted: "Since you came to my house, nothing good has happened! It's not enough to kill my own parents, but also to kill us!"

"No one can save you, take your money and die! Repay your kindness with revenge! You must pay for my father's life!"

Song Yan was escorted into a police car.

"Are you okay?" The policeman handed him a piece of paper. "Stop the bleeding. If you have any discomfort, you can go to the hospital first."

"No need." Song Jianchu wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Please hand over your mobile phone to us temporarily, and you cannot communicate with the outside world during the investigation."

Song Jianchu handed over his mobile phone, picked up the box and said calmly, "Let's go."

Because of the seriousness of the matter and to cooperate with the investigation, Song Jianchu was unable to contact Mu Ye all night, and was only allowed to leave the next morning.After getting into a different police car yesterday, he had never seen Song Yan again, nor could he ask about Song Yan.

Song Jianchu stood outside the police station, lowered the brim of his hat to cover the glare of the morning light, and turned on his phone.

More than 100 missed calls, most of them were Mu Ye, and Yin Chi.

Pei Shinian and Bai Xingyu sent him a few WeChat messages, and even Qin Fang sent him a lot of messages.

The hot search was already on the list last night.

【#SUK Group Suspected of Huge Tax Evasion】

【#宋见初 accepting investigation】

The whole Internet was bombarded, Song Jianchu's comment section had been bombed, and the black fans who hadn't been able to find a chance to jump up since the show finally got a handle, they carnivaled all night in his comment area, and his fans were tearing up with the black fans. overnight.

[I knew this kid would not be clean, and the French Open was not leaking]

[Just cooperating with the investigation, the official didn't say anything, what the hell are you talking about? ? ? 】

【Get away from pink eye, don't dirty your father's eyes】

[Hehe, admit it to me, I have pink eyes, how can you worship money and lick dogs better than me? 】

【That's it?Is Weibo still blocked?How about keeping it for the New Year? ? ? 】

[Teacher Mu hasn't even canceled the cancer fan, waiting to recruit gangsters? 】

[Song Jianchu has nothing to do with SUK long ago, some people don't listen to the wind and waves, even the network cables can't cover your disgusting faces]

[Heizi rolls away, don't swear in the son's comment area, come to private chat if you don't agree, dad is waiting for you]

……

The car was still parked outside the coffee shop, Song Jianchu called Yin Chi and asked him to pick it up.

Yin Chi asked someone to question him all night. Because the case was serious, he only knew that Song Jianchu had also gone in for investigation. He didn't ask any other rumors, and he didn't know when he would be released.

Yin Chi drove quickly to pick him up, and Song Jianchu got into the car.

"Fuck me, your second uncle's family is a bunch of inefficient lamps." Yin Chi hammered the steering wheel and was so angry that he would explode: "It's a good thing you withdrew your capital early. Once this kind of thing is investigated, it will disappear from the world. There are so many people, you can’t even ask which police station you are in.”

Yin Chi breathed a sigh of relief: "But you were released so soon, and it should have nothing to do with you in the future. It was the trouble caused by the idiot father and son."

Song Jianchu couldn't open his eyes, his face was pale, and he leaned against the co-pilot weakly, with the brim of his hat covering his eyes.

"Grass, what's wrong with your face?" Yin Chi noticed the bruise on the corner of Song Jianchu's mouth, and gritted his teeth: "That idiot Song Yan dares to fight you?!"

Song Jianchu closed his eyes tiredly, and said softly, "I'm sleepy, I'll go to your place first."

"Don't tell Teacher Mu that he's safe?" Yin Chi drove quickly, sighed and said, "Mr. Mu contacted me several times yesterday, and I guess he was too anxious to sleep all night."

Song Jianchu slowly opened his eyes, took out his phone, opened Mu Ye's chat box, and the screen was full of messages.

[MY: Chuchu, isn't it over yet?I'm already shooting. 】

[MY: Is it coming soon?Waiting for you [heart]]

[MY: Why didn't you answer the phone? 】

【MY: Are you busy? 】

[MY: Chu Chu, where is it?Are you under investigation? 】

……

[MY: See the message and call back. 】

【MY: It's not over yet?I can't ask where you are. 】

[MY: Chuchu, haven't you got your phone yet? 】

The most recent one was 10 minutes ago.

[MY: I asked someone about it, it should have nothing to do with you, don't be afraid.Come out and call, I will pick you up [hug]]

Song Jianchu sent a brief message to Mu Ye.

[See Chu Song: It’s okay, it’s already out. 】

Mu Ye called back in seconds.

Song Jianchu looked down at the incoming call notification on the screen, his fingers hovering in the air on the connection.

"Go ahead." Yin Chi said, "I know you're afraid of implicating him when you go back, at least say that you're here with me, so don't worry Teacher Mu. I can clean up the news on the Internet by tomorrow."

Song Jianchu closed his eyes and clicked on the connection.He cleared his throat and put the phone to his ear. He didn't sleep all night and his condition was not good. His voice was still a little hoarse: "Teacher Mu."

Mu Ye's voice was also hoarse, exhausted, but his tone was gentle: "Where is it? I've already come out, I'll pick you up right away."

"No more." Song Jianchu said in a normal tone, "I'll go to Yin Chi's house to stay for a few days first."

"Send me the address, and I'll go there."

Song Jianchu's tone was light: "Mr. Mu, can you wait for me at home, I'll be back in a few days."

"Baby, don't think so much, I can protect you too." Mu Ye also said softly, "I want to hug you."

Song Jianchu squeezed the phone tightly, hesitating and silent: "..."

The car was quiet, and Yin Chi could vaguely hear Mu Ye's voice, saying: "Let him come over, I'll find a safe place, everything will be fine."

Reluctantly curling the corner of his mouth, Song Jianchu said in a low voice, "I'll let Yin Chi tell you."

Mu Ye laughed: "Okay."

Yin Chi took the phone, gave the address of Lincheng, and drove directly onto the highway.

Song Jianchu slept all the way in the car.

Yin Chi caught a glimpse of Song Jianchu's complexion from the corner of his eyes, touched his forehead, and clicked his tongue: "Why do you have a fever, your hands are hot, you should go to the hospital first."

Song Jianchu shook his head slightly: "I want to sleep."

Yin Chi sighed, and said helplessly, "Then I'll call the doctor home and go to sleep."

When Mu Ye arrived, Song Jianchu was undergoing an infusion, with a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, and was already asleep on the bed with a bad complexion.

Standing by the bed, Mu Ye frowned and looked at him, his heart ached.His hands were cold and he didn't dare to touch anyone, so he nodded to Yin Chi who was standing beside him: "Thank you."

Yin Chi: "It should."

Mu Ye covered his warm hands, and vainly probed the wound on the corner of Song Jianchu's mouth.

Touching the bruise lightly with fingertips, Mu Ye's hands clenched into fists, and he asked in a deep voice, "Do you know what happened to his face?"

"He didn't make it clear." Yin Chi's eyes were irritated: "Nine times out of ten, it's his stupid cousin."

Mu Ye frowned: "Why did he go to see that person?"

"I don't know." Yin Chi shook his head: "If I don't go there, I won't be investigated together at this unlucky time. His relative's house doesn't have a good thing, and I knew something would happen sooner or later. Fortunately, seeing Chu Divest the capital earlier than I have the foresight, otherwise no one will be found now."

Mu Ye sat on the side of the bed, and gently touched Song Jianchu's cold fingers: "How long did Chuchu live at that relative's house?"

"Almost ten years." Yin Chi said: "When I knew him, he was basically a neglected child, and he had to go out to work part-time on weekends in order to save enough living expenses for living in school."

Mu Ye looked at the boy's pale and peaceful sleeping face, and asked in a low voice, "How did you know each other with such a big difference in age?"

Yin Chi suddenly laughed lowly, and shook his head inexplicably: "It's still because of you."

Mu Ye raised his eyebrows: "Me?"

"You just debuted that year, and he wanted to go to your concert, but he didn't get tickets online. I guess the tickets in the front row are too expensive and he doesn't have enough money." Yin Chi said, "My family runs an entertainment company. My dad got a lot of front row tickets and was about to invite friends to listen."

Yin Chi looked at the boy on the bed and said in a low voice, "I remember it was raining that day, my friend and I were going to enter the arena through the VIP passage, and saw a child with wet hair holding a handful of pretty yellow He didn’t even open an umbrella, he used cash to ask for a ticket outside the stadium, and was fooled by a wicked adult with a high price, so he almost paid for it.”

Mu Ye stared at the boy's slightly trembling eyelashes because of restless sleep, his eyes were lost in thought.

The yellow umbrella...is that kid.

A distant picture suddenly flashed in my mind.

It was a few years before his debut.

Because his family opposed him becoming a singer, he once went to the roadside to sell and sing.It was raining that day, and he took a yellow umbrella of his sister with him when he went out.There was no one on the street on a rainy day, except for a child standing in the rain with a schoolbag on his back and listening.At that time, he was in a bad mood, his family objected, and he doubted himself, so he couldn't continue singing after only one song.

Before leaving, he gave the umbrella in his hand to the only young audience who supported him that day.

Mu Ye was in a complicated mood, he clenched his cold fingers tightly, looking at the boy's grown-up face, his chest was filled with hot and gentle emotions.

"I couldn't stand it anymore, so I gave him an extra ticket." Yin Chi smiled and said, "Then he added me on WeChat, insisting on transferring the money to me, and later invited me to dinner to thank him, so I That's how we got to know each other."

Mu Ye whispered, "Thank you for your ticket."

"I also want to thank you." Yin Chi sighed, "If it wasn't for your concert, I wouldn't have met such a good brother."

Yin Chi laughed: "However, my brother is indeed your loyal fan. Since your debut, you have never seen anyone else in your eyes. I have witnessed this all the way."

Mu Ye bent down, and gently kissed the back of Song Jianchu's hand.

"I know." Mu Ye smiled softly with hazy and soft eyes.

Although I didn't recognize what you looked like when you grew up.

In every concert, I can always find you at a glance.