After several hours of flying, Song Yiren and Gong Lingye finally came to the land of country R.

Because it was late at night over there, the two did not immediately go to find Song Ziheng, but first went to the hotel to rest for a few hours before driving to Song Ziheng's school.

Because he heard that his sister was going to bring her boyfriend over, Song Ziheng barely slept all night last night, and he had an inexplicable vigilance and rejection of the coming Gong Lingye.

After eating some breakfast casually, as soon as Song Ziheng cleaned up, his mobile phone rang, and Song Yiren's voice came from inside: "Ziheng, we are at the gate of your school." ”

He tapped on the table to indicate that he heard it, and then walked out with his phone in his hand.

The young man's figure was straight, and the rising sun pulled him out of a long shadow behind him.

His hands were clenched, and as he got closer and closer to the school gate, the mustard in his heart grew deeper and deeper.

When he was 11 years old, he ruined all his happiness by someone like his own brother, but he didn't know it at the time, and he regarded that person as the only relative in the world.

Until, when the true face is exposed, and all the ugliness is hidden in the sun, he knows what the book says, "knowing the face but not the heart" means.

It is said that a man's growth requires an unforgettable love, or, an irreparable accident, he did grow up overnight and was caught off guard.

He didn't blame his sister for believing in someone so easily, because he also knew the taste of loneliness, the kind of midnight dream, the thin coolness that seeped into the bone marrow.

Song Ziheng turned the corner, and saw a man and woman standing at the door from afar.

Until now, when he saw Song Yiren's face at the moment, he was still in a trance.

And beside her, there was a tall man, the two were talking, the man put Song Yiren's hand in his palm to warm it, they surrounded the couple towel, and there was a smile on the bottom of their eyes.

It was a smile that Song Ziheng had never seen in Song Yiren, the smile of the girl facing the person she liked, looking at the man's eyes, revealing admiration.

He felt as if a small piece of his heart had been eaten away, and he was a little sullen.

And at this moment, it was obvious that Song Yiren and Gong Lingye also saw him, so they hurriedly walked towards him.

"Ziheng, how are you doing lately?" Song Yiren looked at his younger brother who seemed to have grown taller again: "Let me see, are you thin or fat?"

Song Ziheng pulled his face back and forth by her, until Song Yiren came to the conclusion: "I'm not fat, but it's a little darker than before, and it should be healthier!"

As she spoke, she looked at her again: "Ah, it seems that you have really grown taller, I went to your eyebrows before, and now I have reached your eyes!"

Seeing Song Yiren's happy appearance, the dark clouds in Song Ziheng's heart finally dissipated a little.

After watching his younger brother back and forth a few times, Song Yiren grabbed him and introduced: "Ziheng, this is my boyfriend Gong Lingye, Ling Ye, he is my younger brother Song Ziheng." ”

Gong Lingye handed over the gift that had been prepared a long time ago: "Ziheng, you are the younger brother of Yiren, that is, my younger brother, if you have any difficulties here, tell me at any time." ”

Song Ziheng took it and smiled politely.

It's not that he is not grateful to Gong Lingye, after all, when he escaped from Chu Mingyao's clutches, it was Gong Lingye who helped.

However, who knows that the handsome and extraordinary man in front of him will not be the second Chu Mingyao in the future?

Song Yiren felt Song Ziheng's restraint, so he said, "Let's go around the school together!"

Song Ziheng nodded, and took Song Yiren and the two of them to walk in together.

The school playground was deserted on Sunday, and the three of them talked as they walked, of course, the main ones who spoke were Song Yiren.

After taking a turn around the campus, Song Yiren went to Song Ziheng's head teacher to understand the situation.

Outside, Gong Lingye and Song Ziheng were standing in front of the playground. Gong Ling saw that there were two students shooting, so he beckoned Song Ziheng: "Let's go play together?"

Song Ziheng didn't know what his mentality was, obviously he didn't usually like to play, but at this moment, he nodded and trotted over with Gong Lingye.

Gong Lingye briefly explained his intentions, and the classmate was also very happy that someone joined, so the four of them teamed up in pairs and fought together.

Gong Lingye was in a group with a short boy, and Song Ziheng was in a group with a tall boy.

Because Gong Lingye was tall, the teammate said to Song Ziheng: "The two of us together, one offensive and one defensive, I shoot well, you get the ball and give it to me directly!"

It's just that when the game started, his teammates found that Song Ziheng was almost all fighting alone.

Like a lone wolf, he rushed into the war group alone, and even if he was covered in wounds, he would not give his back and trust to his partners.

So, when Gong Lingye hit one after another, Song Ziheng's teammates couldn't help but say, "Classmate, what's the matter with you, don't you know how to play? We are a team, ok?"

Song Ziheng's pupils tightened, his thin lips pursed, and he didn't make any sound.

On the side, Gong Lingye went over and grabbed his shoulders and said to the other party: "I'll be in a group with him, you in a group, and we'll have another game." ”

"Okay. "Everyone started again.

Over there, Song Yiren was communicating with the teacher.

The teacher said: "Your brother is very smart and can keep up with his studies, but he doesn't like to communicate with people very much, especially team activities, and he is almost unwilling to participate." ”

Song Yiren understands that the pain he has experienced has already left indelible scars in the young man's heart.

Her brother seems to be fine, but he can't speak and doesn't like to communicate with his classmates, which proves that he is still in the shadows of the beginning.

Coming out of the office, Song Yiren saw that Gong Lingye and Song Ziheng had just come down from the court.

She smiled: "You guys are playing, let's go out to see an art exhibition together in a while?"

Song Ziheng nodded, and Gong Lingye approached, holding Song Ziheng's shoulder with one hand, and holding Song Yiren with the other, and said, "What do you want to eat at noon?" ”

"I want to eat hot pot, but I don't know if there's one here. "Song Yi is humane.

"OCT should have it, I've been there before. Gong Lingye said: "Ziheng, can we eat hot pot?"

Song Ziheng nodded, turned his head and glanced at Gong Lingye's hand on his shoulder. It's natural and casual, it seems that Chu Mingyao has never been so close to him for so many years before.

He felt that there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart, but there was no change in expression on his delicate and thin face, just nodded lightly.

The three of them went to the painting exhibition area together, and halfway through, Song Yiren went to the bathroom.

In front of an oil painting, Gong Lingye looked at the boy sitting under the pane in the picture, and said to Song Ziheng beside him: "He wants to go out, but he is afraid to go out." ”

Song Ziheng stared at the boy in the picture and nodded.

"I know you too. Gong Lingye turned his eyes to look at him: "I'll help you find a psychiatrist, you can't speak, it's not a physical problem!"