I'm also straight...
It rained again in F City, Song Min was shivering with cold, accompanied by Yuan Siyu to read books in the library of F University for a whole day, his head was swollen, and when he came out, he was so cold that he wanted to die.
"I'm freezing to death!" Song Min rushed in the door and shivered all over, rushing into the room to find clothes to wear.
"Is it that cold?" Qu Ran raised her eyes to look at Song Min's hastily retreating back, put down the magazine in her hand, flipped out the air conditioner remote control and pressed it, adjusting it to a suitable temperature.
"Of course." Song Min's hands and feet were icy cold. She put on a jacket, hugged a pillow, and sat cross-legged on the sofa.
"Aren't you cold?"
"I don't know if it will cool down." Song Min pouted, clearly feeling that since she had been with Wen Yan, her two older brothers hadn't been as good to her as before.
"I've taken on a big case again, and I'll be very busy for a while, no time to take care of you." Quran lifted his legs up onto the sofa, leaning back and saying slowly: "You'd better go back to Qinghe, I feel more at ease that way."
Song Min was speechless, how did she end up being kicked around like a ball by her big brother?
"Besides, Liang Yi and Qinghe live so close to each other, you should be more careful and help Qinghe take down your second sister sooner." Qu Ran sighed, obviously disapproving of Song Qinghe's slow pace, but completely forgetting that he himself didn't even have a target.
Song Min silently hugged the pillow tightly, with a feeling of hot tears welling up in her eyes. Why did they all pin their hopes on her? Did she look like a matchmaker or something?
"You..." He was about to say something else, just as he opened his mouth, the phone rang. He took a look at the caller ID, it was Song Hao.
"Hello?" It was rare for Song Hao to call him.
"Big brother, is my sister here?" As expected, Song Hao's mouth was looking for Song Min. Qu Ran glanced at Song Min and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
"Here." Qian handed the phone to Song Min, and opened his mouth under Song Min's puzzled gaze: "Song Hao."
"Ah?" Song Min took over the phone while taking out his mobile phone to check, and indeed it was on silent mode, with several unconnected calls from Song Hao. "What's wrong?"
"Sister, it's been so many days and you haven't contacted me once." Song Hao called Song Min but couldn't get through, so he called his older brother instead. His sister hadn't spoken to him in almost two weeks, and he really missed her...
Although Song Hao and Song Min quarreled as soon as they met, who saw who was not pleasing to the eye, but after a long time of not seeing each other, they would miss each other, maybe this is what it means to be fond of someone.
Song Min thought for a moment, she seemed to have not called Song Hao for a long time, but still pushed all the responsibility onto Song Hao with a straight face: "You're so busy studying, how would you have time to care about me."
Song Hao: "......"
Obviously he had forgotten about his sister after getting close to Wen Yan Ge, and still has the nerve to say that he's busy with school!!! Does he have any shame???? Every day after finishing his homework, he would slack off until late at night, okay!!!!!!!!!
"I wait for you to talk to me every day." Song Hao complained to Song Min, "But you only know how to chat with Wen Yan Ge, and your heart only has him."
Song Min snorted, "Hmph, then why didn't you take the initiative to find me?"
"Me!" Song Hao's tone suddenly rose, he was really going to be driven mad by his sister. Taking a deep breath to suppress the fire in his heart, Song Hao sneered, "I won't stoop to your level, haha! Tomorrow I'll go with Wen Yan and find you, just consider it as you two being light bulbs, haha!"
Song Hao finished speaking and hung up the phone.
Immature.
Song Min rolled his eyes and handed the phone back to Qu Ran, deeply worried about Song Hao's IQ. Did he think he could be a light bulb for her and Wen Yan? Hadn't he seen how thick Wen Yan's skin was...
After browsing Weibo for a while, he looked up and said to Song Min: "Pack your things tonight and I'll take you to Qinghe's house on my way tomorrow morning."
"Oh."
Song Qinghe stayed at home for a day, and it wasn't until near dusk that Wen Yan and Song Hao came over.
"Ah, I'm exhausted!" Song Hao pushed Song Min aside as he opened the door, dropped his backpack, took off his shoes and rushed into the living room, collapsing onto the sofa in a most unglamorous manner.
Song Min's face turned dark, he bent down to pick up Song Hao's school bag, ready to throw it at him.
"I'm going, why is it so heavy?" Song Min furrowed her brow, she lifted it slightly but couldn't budge it.
He smiled wryly and said nothing.
"What are you laughing at?" Song Min glared at Wen Yan with great dissatisfaction.
Warm words suppressed a smile, coaxing Song Min: "Don't laugh anymore, I'll take it."
Wen Yan picked up Song Hao's backpack with one hand and held Song Min's hand with the other, her eyes filled with unstoppable laughter.
Song Min tightly grasped Wen Yan's hand with a hint of resentment.
Her eyes sparkled with amusement, and this bit of strength didn't hurt at all, it was actually quite pleasant, her hand holding his tightly for the first time.
"My eyes are burning!!!"" Song Hao collapsed on the sofa, dramatically covering his eyes, "I carried such a heavy backpack after school to come find you, and you two are so shameless, showing off your love!!! It's too much!!!!!"
"It serves you right." Song Min smiled. She really got angry whenever she saw Song Hao, but when she didn't see him, she would think of him again. Song Min wanted to hit herself - how could she be so cheap?
Wēn yán rěn bù zhù yáng qǐ chún jiǎo, Sòng Hào yī zài, Sòng Mín tǎnràn de jiù shì tā le, bìjìng méi yǒu duìbǐ jiù méi yǒu shāng hài.
Translation:
Wen Yan couldn't help but curl up the corner of his lips. Song Hao was there, and what Song Min hated most was him, after all, without comparison, there would be no harm.
"Let's go eat!" Song Hao finally got up from the sofa, rubbing his stomach and stretching his limbs, "Oh my, I'm starving to death!"
Song Min looked at Song Hao's long hands and feet, feeling emotional inside. Song Hao had actually grown taller again, already reaching Wen Yan's ear.
"Hehe, have I grown taller again?" Song Hao leaned in close to Song Min, his arm slung over Song Min's shoulder, and even ruffled Song Min's hair with a loving tone, "Little runt."
Song Hao, you're getting impatient, aren't you?
Song Min closed his eyes, took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and reached up to Song Hao's waist with three fingers clasped together, twisting hard.
"Ahhhhh!" Song Hao suddenly clutched his waist and jumped to the side, then bent down, his face scrunched up in a mess of pain. Ow, ow, ow, it really hurt! His sister's pinch wasn't just a big chunk of flesh, but a tiny pinpoint, which was the most painful kind!!!
"Song Min, you're too cruel!!" Song Hao covered the spot where he was pinched, wanting to cry but unable to shed tears. He's her brother, after all, and she still used such a heavy hand! Song Hao suddenly felt some sympathy for Wen Yan and couldn't help but cast two sympathetic glances in her direction.
Wen Yan looked at Song Hao with a sympathetic gaze, her face seeming to smile yet not quite smiling.
Damn it!!
Song Hao's face turned pale in an instant, with a feeling of being done for, don't tell him that even Wen Yan Ge has never had such treatment before!!!!!
"You guys... " Song Hao wanted to cover his face and cry, it's just bullying him for being single, showing off what love? Showing off a big-headed ghost!!! Who's superior for dating!!!!!!"
Song Minbai glanced at Song Hao, shook his head and sighed with regret, "Intelligence can't keep up with height, what a pity."
That expression clearly says: What a good kid, it's a pity he's an idiot.
Song Hai's blood was stuck in his throat, he really wanted to beat Song Min up, didn't he want to save face? Always being so disdainful of him was really hurtful!
"Go change into something thicker, it's cold outside." Wen Yan gently rubbed Song Min's head, her tone extremely gentle.
Song Hao was hit with a 10,000-point attack once again. When he went out with Wen Yan, they encountered girls who came to flirt, but Wen Yan had an icy demeanor and rejected them from afar. Even when she was with her parents or Song Hao himself, she maintained a calm and composed attitude, being polite yet distant. However, whenever she was with her sister, she would always have a... seductive smile on her face.
"Oh." Song Min responded faintly, but her ears slowly turned pink as she went back to her room to change clothes.
What the fuck? Wasn't that his sister just now?
Song Hao was so angry he could have poked out his own eyes, and yet his sister also knew how to be shy, truly an eye-opener.
At this point, Song Hao really regretted his idea of coming to be a light bulb, it was too damn torturous...
After dinner, Wen Yan saw Song Min and his sister back home.
As soon as he got off the car, a black minivan slowly stopped in front of Wen Yan's car.
Song Min's temples suddenly throbbed with pain, and what a coincidence, wasn't that Yan Song's car?
"Wah wah wah!" Song Hao saw Yan Song get out of the car, his eyes lit up, and he ran up to greet him, "Brother brother, do you still remember me?"
"Song Hao." Because he was under his own building, Yan Song only wore a hat, without a mask and sunglasses, with deep fatigue between his eyebrows. Looking at Song Hao's excited expression, Yan Song smiled slightly, and his eyes sparkled to life.
"Do you live here, brother?"
"Uh-huh." Yan Song nodded.
"Ahhh, you're actually living with my second brother!!!", Song Hao exclaimed excitedly, "I'll definitely come to second brother's house often from now on!!!"
His sister was really too thoughtless, actually not telling him that his second brother and Yan Song were neighbors!!
This is his idol!!!!
Yan Cong's mouth corners couldn't help but curl up with a hint of a smile, the extreme fatigue from earlier seemed to be swept away in an instant. However, when he saw Wen Yan holding hands with Song Min walking over, Yan Cong's eyes seemed to sting, and he tilted his head to look at the streetlamp not far away, that light was indeed piercing.
"Song Hao, don't lose face, okay?!" Song Min pulled Song Hao back, not wanting to admit that this somewhat crazy youth was her brother.
Yan Song's heart felt sour, but he still had to pretend as if nothing was wrong. He smiled lightly and said, "Whenever I see Song Hao, it reminds me of my own youth. Indeed, youth is invincible."
So energetic, so thriving.
He strives to live his best life just to put his deceased mother at ease.
Seeing a flash of sadness in Yan Song's eyes, Song Min pursed his lips and didn't speak.
Daining stopped the car and broke the silence of a few people in an instant, "Hey, young man, I've seen you again. You're the first boy to be so infatuated with Yan Song."
"Hahaha......" Song Hao laughed heartlessly, "Who let Yan Song ge be so handsome......"
Daining suddenly revealed a terrified expression and shielded Yan Song behind him, "Yan Song's sexual orientation is normal!"
Song Hao's face turned dark, "I'm also straight..."
"Haha... " Danning awkwardly laughed twice, "Just kidding, just kidding."
Song Hao: "......"
The air was suddenly filled with an awkward silence that was hard to describe.