A little farther away from Yan Song

  The air suddenly fell silent.

  Silence...

  "Let's go." Yan Song broke the awkward atmosphere first, striding towards the apartment building with his long legs.

  Song Hao followed closely behind, chatting with Yan Sheng while gesticulating.

  "Little kid, I was just joking!" Da Ning chased after him to explain.

  Song Min had just lifted his foot to leave.

  "Wong Min." Wen Yan grasped Wong Min's hand tightly.

  "Ah?" Song Min turned his head back, with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.

  "Warm words stroked Song Min's face, 'Really don't want to be separated from you.'"

  Song Min puffed out her cheeks, as if she was thinking?

  Wen Yan's slender fingers stopped on Song Min's face, rubbing gently a few times, and said: "Stay away from Yan Cang."

  Wen Yan saw the way Yan Song looked at Song Min, with a murderous intent in his eyes, and also saw how passionate Song Hao was towards Yan Song. This made Wen Yan feel like his own wall had been dug under.

  Song Min looked up at Wen Yan, his eyes dimmed slightly, and a hint of grievance appeared on his face, like a child who had done something wrong. "You all can see it."

  "Fool." Wen Yan smiled and rubbed Song Min's head, pulling her into his arms. Her occasional slowness was also a good thing sometimes.

  Song Min came out of the bathroom and found only Song Qing and in the living room, with no sign of Song Hao.

  "Second brother, where's Song Hao?" Song Min asked Song Qinghe while wiping his hair.

  "He didn't come back." Song Qinghe looked up from the phone screen, and Song Hao was so infatuated with Yan Xuan that he was also unhappy.

  This little brat is really shameless.

  Song Min suddenly rolled her eyes and went back to her room to blow-dry her hair.

  Halfway through.

  The door was knocked twice, and Song Qinghe's voice came out, "Are you done yet? Come with me to the Liang family for a trip."

  "Ah?" Song Min moved the blower a bit further away and turned his head to look at Song Qinghe.

  "I told him to go with me to visit the Liang family." Song Qinghe came in and repeated it again.

  Song Min quietly turned off the hair dryer and was about to refuse: "I..."

  "Wear more." Song Qinghe had already put a long robe on Song Min's bed without saying a word, "Let's go."

  "I..." Seeing Song Qing's and the irresistible gaze, Song Min swallowed the rest of his words, smoothed his hair with his hand, and obediently followed Song Qing out.

  Knock open the door of the Liang family.

  "How did you get here?" Liang Yi's first sentence upon seeing Song Qinghe was extremely unfriendly, and as soon as she saw Song Qinghe, her heart surged with anger. What is he doing coming to her house? Why didn't he go to that someone else's house?!

  "How can I not come?" Song Qinghe raised an eyebrow and said calmly: "Song Hao hasn't returned yet, I'm worried."

  Song Min pursed his lips tightly, suppressing the urge to laugh.

  "Song Song come quickly." Liang Yi intimately held onto Song Min's hand and led her to the dining room, "Come eat a midnight snack."

  Completely ignoring Song Qinghe.

  Song Qing quietly closed the door and came in.

  There were four plates of bright red crayfish on the dinner table.

  So many... Song Min knew why Liang Yi had called them over...

  Song Hao and Da Ning were eating with gusto, wearing gloves. Yan Song was eating slowly and elegantly. When she saw Song Min approaching, she looked up at her for a moment before lowering her head to continue eating, seemingly very serious.

  Song Min was speechless, Song Hao had never eaten anything before, and a few lobsters bought him off.

  "You eat, I won't eat anymore." Song Min unconsciously took two steps back, she had eaten a lot at night and really didn't have much of an appetite.

  Song Qing quickly and neatly pressed her into the seat opposite Yan Cong, then sat down beside Song Min, wearing a disposable glove with a thick face, "Eat, why don't you eat."

  Liáng Yī rolled his eyes in silence, despising Sòng Qīng to the extreme. How shameless! Did he let him eat? Obviously, he was only calling for Sòng Mǐn, yet he didn't take himself as an outsider.

  Song Min: "......"

  Song Min was embarrassed, wrapping his open shirt tightly around himself, looking down and avoiding Yan Song.

  "Song Song, come." Liang Yi sat down on the other side of Song Min and handed him two disposable gloves.

  Song Min slowly took it over, "Thanks, sis."

  The aroma of crawfish wafted up to his nose nonstop, and Song Min started to feel a little hungry. He reached out and peeled one off.

  Yan Song raised her eyes to watch Song Min peel the lobster, and couldn't help but curl up her lips, really quite clumsy.

  It's quite hard to peel, and after eating a few, Song Min didn't have the heart to eat anymore. He took off his gloves, rubbed his fingers, which were sticky, and slightly furrowed his brow as he looked around for tissues.

  Yan Cong silently handed a piece of paper to Song Min, his eyes falling on the hand wrapped in gauze.

  "Thank you." Song Min hesitated for two seconds, took over the paper and wiped his hands.

  "You're welcome." Yan Song pushed over a full plate of peeled small lobsters, the red color on their backs shining with a bright luster.

  "Ah? Never mind, you eat." Song Min felt a bit embarrassed.

  "They're all peeled." Yan Song continued eating his own little lobster with slow and elegant movements.

  Song Qinghe raised an eyebrow and pushed the plate towards Song Min again, "Peel it yourself and eat."

  Song Min: "......"

  Song Min looked at Song Qing with an expressionless face, deeply feeling that his second brother was up to something.

  Liang Yi silently covered his forehead, Song Min's entire body, from head to toe, was emitting an awkward aura. "Song Qing, are your eyes for eating? Can't you see? How can you be so stupid..."

  Song Min lowered his head and silently ate shrimp, eating extremely slowly.

  "Burp......ah......" Song Hao let out a loud belch, wiped his hands, and rubbed his obviously bulging belly, "I'm full, it's too blissful."

  Song Min really didn't want to admit that Song Hai and she were blood relatives from the same womb.

  "Yan Song, I'll go take a bath first." Song Hao rubbed his stomach and stood up, with gas rising from his stomach to his throat, his mouth full of the spicy aroma of little lobsters.

  "Uh-huh." Yan Song nodded.

  "Then I went back with Song Hao." Song Min finally found an opportunity to leave, but before he could even stand up, he was pulled back by Song Qing and, "You haven't even finished eating the shrimp that others peeled for you, where are you going?"

  Song Qinghe's face was stern, as if he were a brother scolding his own mischievous younger sister.

  Song Min felt like crying, her second brother just wanted to spend more time with Liang Yijia, why did he have to drag her along? Song Min was full of grievances, her stomach was already very full, the more she looked at the pile of lobster meat, the fuller she became, and a look of grievance gradually appeared on her face.

  "I'm back, haha!" Song Hao took the keys from Song Qinghe, wearing a smug smile on his face. Haha, this time his sister finally got to taste what it's like to be helped by him!

  "Song Qing, are you sick or something?" Liang Yi moved the plate in front of Song Min to his own face, glancing at Song Qing and then back at Song Min, "If Song doesn't want to eat, she won't eat. What's it to you? Are you her brother or something?"

  Song Qing raised an eyebrow, "Really isn't."

  He is indeed not Song Min's biological older brother, but a paternal cousin.

  Liang Yi felt a surge of anger rising to her head, and her vision began to blur. Song Qing was really something, she wouldn't rest until she had given him a piece of her mind! Liang Yi quickly stuffed the peeled shrimp meat into her mouth, chewed hastily, then yanked off her gloves and slammed them onto the dinner table, kicking away her chair as she turned to storm back to her room.

  Song Qinghe stood up and took a long stride, catching up with Liang Yi in two steps, grasping her arm.

  "Let me go!" Liang Yidong was really angry now, his eyes wide with rage.

  "No compromise." Song Qinghe was unyielding.

  Two people walked stiffly into Liang Yi's bedroom.

  Song Min stared blankly at the closed bedroom door, her impression of Liang Yi was that she was a gentle and kind-hearted woman, with a good temper, to the point where if Song Qing were a boy, he would definitely have pursued Liang Yi, whereas Song Qing had a somewhat cold personality and an air of pride.

  These two people actually...

  Unexpectedly...

  Song Min turned his head back, still with a slightly stunned expression on his face, and looked at Yan Song and Da Ning, who had an expression of being used to seeing strange things.

  Is this their daily life together...

  Song Min wanted to vomit blood, where did his brother's IQ go? No wonder he couldn't catch up with Liang Yijie for so long... Song Min still didn't believe it and asked Yan Qing stubbornly, "Have they always been like this?"

  Song Min's face was full of disbelieving expressions.

  "Uh-huh." Yan Song nodded slowly in response to Song Min's disbelieving gaze, adding, "Get used to it."

  "Haha......" Song Min felt that in that instant, something in his mind had collapsed and shattered into dust, never to be rebuilt again.

  Maybe it's her admiration for her second brother...

  His second brother has a deadpan expression, even with 10 divine assists, he can't help him get the beauty back...

  Yan Song shook his head, wiping his hands clean. The way these two people interacted with each other was also intoxicating to him. Although they were both grown adults, whenever they encountered each other, they became as childish as kids.

  Daining busily cleaned up the mess on the table, and Yan Song also lent a hand without any hesitation.

  "Let me help you." Song Min stood alone there wasn't too good either, walked near the dinner table to lend a hand.

  Yan Song grasped Song Min's wrist in time, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Your hand is still injured."

  Song Min yanked his wrist back and glanced sideways with an extremely unnatural gaze.

  The atmosphere is awkward to the point of explosion.

  "Brother, you don't need to do it either." Danning snatched the rag from Yan Song's hand, "I'll finish cleaning up in a bit, you're tired after a whole day, go rest well."

  While speaking, Da Ning also made eye contact with Yan Song, hinting that Song Min was right next to him and urging him to seize the opportunity.

  Mind your own business.

  Yan Song silently glanced at Da Ning and went to the kitchen to wash his hands.

  When he came out, Daining had already quickly packed everything up and left with the trash.

  Song Min stood on the balcony.

  "What are you looking at?" Yan Song walked over to Song Min's side and looked out, but it was just a dark expanse with nothing worth seeing.

  "Huh?" Song Min seemed to have just come back to his senses, shifting slightly to the side, "Thinking about something."

  "Is it cold?" Yan Songluo's skin outside felt a bit chilly, and he turned his head to look at Song Min.

  Song Min shook his head.

  In F city on an autumn night, the temperature was still very low and the wind was cool. Song Min was very grateful to her second brother for letting her wear this coat.

  "Song Song." Yan Cong opened his mouth, as if this was the second time he had called Song Min.

  Not called Song Min, but Song Song, he is a single Song Song.

  "Huh?"

  "Yan Li's matter of finding you, I'm very sorry."

  "Don't say that, it's not your fault."