Chapter Twenty-Three: My Sister's Strange Illness
Hearing the sound of the security door closing outside, Han Yi poked out his little head, looked around, and saw that Song Heng was really gone, so he walked out of the room, glared at Song An, and said angrily: "Song An, it's all your fault!"
"Okay, okay, my brother is too lazy to look at you, it's okay. Song An waved his hand indifferently and said.
Listening to Song An's words, Han Yi glanced at a certain part of Song An's body, and finally chose to remain silent.
"Okay, okay, take the things and go back quickly, I'll call Xiao Heng back, it's very cold." Song An looked at Han Yi impatiently, and then went to the room to take a folder to Han Yi, and began to drive people away.
"Xiao An'an, for the sake of a stinky brother, you actually want to drive your best friend away?" Han Yi hugged the folder and pretended to whimper quietly, "So, love will disappear, right? After all, it was paid by mistake, huh~"
Looking at Han Yi's exaggerated acting skills, Song An said angrily: "Come on, put away your acting skills, remember to tell me next time when the investigation comes out." ”
Hearing this, Han Yi's face became serious and nodded, "Okay, then I'll go first." ”
With that, Han Yi left the apartment with this small folder.
Seeing that Han Yi was gradually moving away, Song An hurriedly sent a message to Song Heng and asked him to come back.
At this moment, Song Heng's mobile phone, who was squatting downstairs in the unit building, made a "ding dong" sound, and then looked at the news, then got up and walked towards the elevator.
It didn't take long for the elevator to come down.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Song Heng looked at the people inside and smiled slightly embarrassed.
Isn't this Song An's girlfriend!
In other words, what should this be called?
It's wrong to call my brother-in-law, and it doesn't feel appropriate to call my sister.
Han Yi looked at Song Heng, his face flushed, and he was also a little embarrassed.
"That, just leaving?" Song Heng touched his nose and greeted politely.
"Well," Han Yi said with a thin expression, "Can you get out of the way?"
"Oh," Song Heng hurriedly made way out and said with a smile: "I'm sorry." ”
Han Yi got out of the elevator with his head down and walked outside.
"That's... I know the secrets of you and Song An, but don't worry, I will keep this matter a secret. Song Heng looked at Han Yi's back as he left in a panic, thinking that he had scared her, and hurriedly said.
Hearing this, Han Yi paused, frowned slightly, and had some doubts in his heart.
Could it be that Song An told him?
Impossible!
"Alright, slow down on your way back. Song Heng said with a smile, and then the elevator door slowly closed.
Hearing this, although Han Yi had some doubts in his heart, he still nodded and turned to leave.
Under normal circumstances, when a beautiful girl leaves, the man usually has to send it away, but Song Heng did not choose to send Han Yi away.
Would you think that Song Heng's EQ is very low?
You will, because you won't, so you will.
In Song Heng's opinion, Han Yi, as Song An's girlfriend, is definitely inappropriate for him to send it.
If this is to be sent, it must be appropriate for Song An to send it himself.
"Hmph, every day I say that I am orphaned, and my girlfriend doesn't know how to send it. Song Heng pursed his lips and couldn't help laughing, and had some doubts about Professor Song An's own flirtatious thirty-six styles.
Back in the apartment, as soon as Song Heng opened the door, he saw Song An undressed and sitting on the sofa with a big grin.
Song Heng frowned slightly, always feeling that Song An seemed to have changed somewhere.
"Come here. Song An looked at Song Heng, smiled charmingly, and hooked his hand.
But it's a pity that Song Heng doesn't eat this set at all, especially after knowing that Song An likes girls as much as he does.
"Don't do those useless things, I already know who you really are, don't be like a. Song Heng looked at Song An's appearance and reprimanded.
"Do you say it again?" Song An's head was covered with black lines, and there was a smile on his face, but there was a dangerous aura.
For the straight man attribute of this little street boy, Song An really loves and hates.
In this way, no other girl will chase him, but at the same time, he can be half angry with himself.
"Come here, come here. Song Heng snorted coldly, and obediently walked to the sofa beside Song An and sat down.
"You must not tell your parents about this, do you hear?" Song An looked at Song Heng with a pair of big eyes and admonished.
After a short period of thinking and simply weighing the pros and cons, Song An felt that it might be a good thing to make mistakes!
"I know. Song Heng nodded, and was a little helpless, "Alas, if my parents knew, it would probably be very uncomfortable." ”
Hearing this, the corners of Song An's mouth turned up slightly, and a cunning look flashed in his eyes.
"Xiao Heng, in fact, I don't want to do this. ”
"You know what? I don't like women, just because I hate men more, and I feel bad when they get close to me. ”
Song An's expression changed, his voice was slightly low, and his face was full of melancholy.
"Huh?" Song Heng couldn't help frowning, "No, then I'm close to you, why are you okay?"
"I don't know, maybe you've been with me too long. It seems that I can only get close to you and my father, and when other men get close to me, I feel uncomfortable. Song An's head lowered slightly, buried in his chest, and said with a little inferiority.
This appearance is distressed by a man.
Although Song Heng is usually a little skinny, seeing that Song An is so sad, he still couldn't help but pat Song An on the shoulder and comforted: "It's okay, I don't discriminate against you if you like women, I believe that my parents will not discriminate against you, I will persuade them." ”
Listening to Song Heng's words, Song An couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Is this the point?
Reading comprehension to redo milk!
"No, I hate myself like that. Song An shook his head, his face full of pain.
"I want to be a normal person, in fact, I have been to the psychiatrist for a long time, and she said that this is a symptom of selective heterosexual rejection (who you are willing to exclude, you will reject whomever you want), this disease is a very rare mental illness, there is a way to solve it, but ......"
"The doctor said that if I don't solve it, I will only be with women for the rest of my life, but if that is the solution, let me die alone. ”
As he spoke, Song An sobbed quietly, pitiful.
Listening to Song An's words, Song Heng was silent.
"It turns out... You're also insane!" Song Heng showed a hint of surprise on his face.
No wonder he always felt that Song An was abnormal.
The corners of Song An's mouth, who was enjoying the performance, twitched slightly, and he secretly gritted his teeth in his heart.
Why is it always so strange that this little street boy is so concerned!
"Isn't there a cure for your illness? Tell me and see if I can help you. Song Heng put away the hippie smile on his face, looked at Song An with a gentle expression, and said very seriously.
He just said that just a joke, trying to tease Song An.
After all, it's my own sister, so neuropathy is neurosis!
"Do you really want to help me?" Song An's face was slightly red, he looked up at Song Heng slightly, and asked out loud.
At this moment, she is laughing wildly in her heart, and she has taken the bait!
"Well, who made you my sister, let's say, how can I help you?" Song Heng rubbed Song An's hair and said with a smile.
"Hey, hey. Song An wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, a smirk appeared on his face, and his heart was warm.
"That's right, the doctor said, if I try to have intimate contact with a man who is not excluded, and eliminate the fear of the opposite sex, there should be a possibility of healing, but the only people I can get close to are you and Dad, so ......"
Song An said, his face became more and more ruddy, and his heartbeat was like a deer beating wildly, faster and faster.
Obviously, I had already thought about the words before, but when I really said it, I was still shy in my heart.
"Ah, this ......" Song Heng was dumbfounded, why did he have to sacrifice himself to help Song An heal?