Oracle [Transmigration Book]

"When I was in college, what kind of person was I?" Song Si asked again.

This question made Chu Mingyi silent for a while, as if he was remembering, but also seemed to be thinking about how to describe it.

"After your accident, I always feel that you have changed a lot. It's like a different person. Your personality has completely changed... But now," Chu Mingyi looked at him between the red lights, "I feel that you haven't changed at all. You’re still the same you, just with the disguise off and the same inner bottom.”

Song Sidao: "Answering is the same as not answering."

Chu Mingyi said with a smile: "You understand it yourself, anyway, it's a compliment. Don't keep changing the subject, what are you going to do next? Go back and ask my brother about his background?"

Song Si didn't want to say more: "Yes."

Chu Mingyi: "...that's fine too. It's better than going out and wandering around."

The conversation between the two ended here, and the voices of Xu Xinxin and the others continued to sound in the car, which was a bit fake and lively.

It was agreed to eat French food, but when they passed the hot pot restaurant, everyone changed their minds at the same time, abandoning the high-end western restaurants and choosing hot pot.

Chu Mingyi chose the big round table in the attic on the second floor. Below the attic is the busy street. When the cool wind blows and the hot pot boils, look at the street view below and grab the cooked meat with the people around him. Song Si didn’t have much appetite at first. , It's rare to feel hungry today, so I love to grab meat from Xu Xinxin.

Yu Yiming brought up a case of wine. Those who drive drink juice, and those who don't drive change into wine glasses. When they arrive at Song Si's place, it turns into milk again.

Song Sidao: "I want to drink too."

Everyone: "No!"

Song Si brought a glass over by himself and poured a glass of beer.Xu Xinxin wanted to grab it, but Chu Ming said meaningfully, "Let him drink, he will relieve all his worries when he gets drunk, I think he has been worrying recently."

Song Si got the approval, clinked glasses with them one by one in satisfaction, and ate and drank, sweating profusely from eating, and his lips turned red from the heat.

Xu Xinxin had the worst capacity for alcohol, her whole body turned red after drinking a little wine, and she began to cry while hugging Tian Li.Song Si was stunned, and he didn't know what was going on with the meat in his arms. He could only hear him crying: "Xiao Li, I don't want you to marry. I watched you grow up. That stinky man is not good enough for you." , only to give such a small gift, hiccup..."

Song Si: "???"

The others were not surprised, Tian Li patted him on the back vigorously, and said, "Dad, be good, I'll let him give you a gift of 100 million, you can sleep with you."

After speaking, he lifted him aside with one hand and threw him on the sofa.Yu Yiming laughed straight at the side, and said casually: "I think Fu Xi and Tian Li are a good match, one is impatient and the other is slow, and they complement each other the most. Fu Xi is just seven years older and can take care of Xiao Li."

Xu Xinxin jumped up from the sofa: "I don't agree with this marriage!"

Chu Ming said: "Why don't you openly recruit a husband for Li Meimei and bid for the post."

Tian Li pouted: "I don't, I only want Brother Si!"

Song Si: "Suddenly the pressure is a bit high."

Chu Mingyi said: "There are so many of you, only one Song Si is not enough. I don't agree."

Everyone laughed again, some drinking, some gossiping.

On weekdays, everyone looks at serious colleagues, but the dinner party is full of gossip about beauties, handsome men, celebrities.

Someone from the first department is secretly in love with someone from the fourth department, the new beautiful police officer from the third department has big breasts, thin waist and long legs, someone from the second department even sent a love letter to Tian Li, the victim from the last mission fell in love with Yu Yiming...

Song Si listened with gusto the whole time, and didn't feel it when he drank too much.

After drinking until after nine o'clock in the evening, and eating a meal for two hours, Chu Mingyi came back after paying the bill, saw Song Sizheng leaning on Yu Yiming, and said vaguely: "Why doesn't Chu Mingyi not gossip? Looks like a dog, no one likes it, right?"

Chu Mingyi: "..."

Yu Yiming was the best drinker, caught a glimpse of Chu Mingyi, coughed and said, "The section chief is a gentleman, he never messes with women like Xu Xinxin's smoked gauze, he is absolutely a good man."

Song Si let out a "tss".

In the next second, Chu Mingyi picked him up: "Don't squeak, don't spit in my car later."

Yu Yiming asked, "Are you sending him back?"

Chu Mingyi said: "Send him back to Chu's house. Xiao Li, these three drunkards will be handed over to you to take away."

Tian Li looked like a bad girl, stood at the door smoking a cigarette, and waved to them: "No problem."

Chu Mingyi put Driver Song into the car and put on his seat belt for him.After the car started, he said indignantly: "What do you mean no one likes me? In college, the people who chased me could line up to the gate of the next school, which is much more than the ones chasing you..."

After waiting for a long time without a reply, while waiting at the red light, Chu Mingyi turned his head and saw Song Si leaning against the car window, falling asleep peacefully.

"Hey," Chu Mingyi stretched out his hand and patted his face lightly, "Are you going to sleep now?"

Song Si frowned, turned his face to the other side, thinking he was annoying.

Chu Mingyi smiled, shook his head, took the jacket that someone left behind from the back seat, and put it on him.

Drunken and unconscious, Song Si woke up once in the middle of the road. He didn't know the time or place, but only knew that someone was wiping his face. The room was very dark, and he couldn't see who it was from the rotating vision. The man saw him open his eyes, Asked: "Are you awake? Do you want to take a sober medicine?"

Song Si was in a daze when he heard it, and subconsciously turned his face to the side, as if he wanted to hide from the man's hand.

The towel fell on his face as usual. After a while, there was a light knock on the door, and another person asked, "Did I bother you? I'll come in to get something."

The sound of footsteps, breathing, and the faint smell of alcohol, the person who came in said: "He likes a shorter pillow, and he will definitely have a stiff neck when he wakes up with such a high pillow tomorrow morning."

The voices of the people beside the bed were much softer, Song Si was confused and couldn't hear what they were saying, and fell into a drunken dream again.

When I woke up the next day, my mind went blank.

Song Si too overestimated his drinking capacity, he could drink beer to pieces.He sat on the bed in a daze for more than ten minutes before he realized that this was a strange bedroom, completely unfamiliar, and he had never seen it before.

Only the big ginkgo tree outside the window looked familiar—it was the one from the Chu family.

But this bedroom is neither his nor Chu Mingxiao's.

Song Si patted his forehead, got up and walked around. The owner of the bedroom was obviously a man, and the entire collection cabinet was full of guns and cold weapons of unknown authenticity. Besides, there were no books, and there were only a few clothes in the closet. There was no facial cleanser to be found in the washroom.

Song Si opened the door lightly, almost bumping into a figure head-on.

He was in a dull state, and he took two steps back in shock, almost falling down.The man grabbed his arm with one hand and pulled him back.

At the door was Chu Mingyi who had just taken a shower, and was still exuding the warm fragrance of shower gel.

"I just woke up to have breakfast. Auntie made you some porridge to sober you up."

Song Si slowly opened his eyes wide.

His tongue is still not very sharp: "This...is your room?"

Chu Mingyi said: "Yes. You insisted on sleeping in my room last night. If you refused to sleep, you would cry and roll on the ground. You were dying."

Song Si: "... what??"

If you drink a little wine, you won't be crying and rolling around. If you really want to do such a shameful thing, which butterfly in your mind can stand it?

"Well," Chu Ming said, "If you don't believe me, ask my brother."

Song Si looked at him suspiciously: "Then where did you sleep last night?"

Chu Mingyi showed a row of white teeth: "Guess."

Song Si didn't want to guess, went back to his room and went downstairs to have breakfast after washing up.

Chu Mingxiao was sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper.

I haven't seen him for more than half a month. Chu Mingxiao didn't seem to have changed at all, she was still wearing comfortable house clothes. When she saw Song Si coming downstairs, she folded up the newspaper and asked softly, "Is the hangover better?"

Song Si was a little nervous when he saw him.

"It's not bad," Song Sidao, "Brother Xiao, didn't I do anything strange last night?"

Chu Mingxiao said: "You're quite obedient, sleep when you're drunk."

Song Si raised his eyebrows immediately: "Chu Mingyi said I was rolling on the ground?"

Chu Mingxiao raised her head, glanced at her younger brother who was walking into the corridor, and said with a smile: "I didn't roll over. Last night you were in the middle of sleep, and you ran to his room and kicked him out, saying you wanted to sleep in his bed. So he Hold the grudge, deliberately lied to you."

Song Si was taken aback.

He was so embarrassed that he got goosebumps on the spot, he didn't dare to look at Chu Mingyi who was sitting opposite, and poured milk for himself pretending to be calm.

After drinking half a glass of milk in one go, Song Si said, "I'm sorry, I won't drink any more."

Chu Mingxiao nodded: "Yes, I agree."

Chu Mingyi said: "Brother, I'm leaving tomorrow. Song Si will stay with you for two more days. You can show him his mind. Recently, he feels that his mind is not right."

Song Si: "Why are you still swearing?"

Chu Mingxiao said: "Okay, let's have breakfast first."

Auntie prepared three breakfasts, Chinese style for my younger brother, Western style for my older brother, and no-style breakfast for Song Si, like a sick meal.

The three of them sat on one side and finished their breakfast.Chu Mingyi only wore a small vest, and carried a hoe to dig the garden, leaving Song Si and Chu Mingxiao in the living room.

Song Si looked at Chu Mingxiao, the hangover affected his language function, making it difficult for him to find a topic to talk about, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Chu Mingxiao didn't seem to mind, and took the initiative to ask: "The last time I called to ask me, was it properly resolved?"

It took Song Si a moment to realize that he was referring to Chu Mingyi's double interrogation.

"Chu Mingyi came out alive and well," Song Sidao, "it's just that the finishing work is more troublesome."

Chu Mingxiao said: "Well, although he is reckless, he still has a sense of proportion."

After finishing speaking, he waved to Song Si, motioning for him to sit down.

Song Si sat down beside him.As he got closer, he smelled a very elegant smell, like essential oil made of pine wood.

Chu Mingxiao raised her hand and pressed her palm against his forehead.

Just sticking it on, and before he could make the next move, Song Si reflexively leaned back and reached out to grab his wrist.

Soon, he realized that this action was a little overreacted, so he let go again: "Sorry."

"It's okay," Chu Mingxiao said with a good temper, "I'm not going to give you treatment, just check your temperature."

Song Si was really shadowed by his treatment methods, so he could only smile helplessly at him.

Chu Mingxiao withdrew his hand and said, "Come back this week, do you have anything to ask me? Just ask."

Song Si met his eyes. Different from Chu Mingyi's sharp eyes, Chu Mingxiao's eyes were gentle, with warm brown pupils, and there was an affinity in his expression that made people want to let go of their defenses.But Song Si had a feeling of being seen through and controlled.

This feeling made him uncomfortable.

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