Growing up is trouble

  "Oh..." Song Min hesitated for a moment, "I'll just head home."

  "It doesn't matter if you buy a lot, you can't finish it anyway." Yan Song dragged Song Min into the elevator without hesitation.

  "...” got into the elevator, Song Min felt an unprecedented sense of awkwardness, even his breathing was filled with thick awkwardness, he didn't know how to place his hands and feet. Song Min thought that the harmonious atmosphere between the two people before must have been an illusion. After a long silence, Song Min couldn't bear it anymore, making small talk: "How's your recent drama shoot going?"

  "It's fine." Yan Song paused for a moment, looked at Song Min, and his eyes were ambiguous. "Qiao Tian changed an assistant."

  "Hmm." Song Min nodded, her eyes cast down. That night when she got home, she begged Yu Jingran not to replace Qiao Tian. It was hard for Song Min to ask him once, and he would definitely agree immediately.

  "What a silly girl." Yan Song sighed, looking up at the display light. Qiao Tian was indeed deceived by Zhao Biqi. What she feared wasn't an opponent as strong as a god, but teammates as useless as pigs.

  Song Min didn't say a word, hanging his head down, lost in thought.

  "He's gone."

  The elevator door opened and Song Min was still in a daze, Yan Xuan pulled her out of the elevator.

  As soon as he got out of the elevator, a heavily wrapped person rushed out from around the corner, walking very quickly, and bumped into Song Min with a full body.

  "Ah......" Song Min cried out in pain.

  He didn't even say "sorry", and directly entered the elevator.

  "Be careful." Yan Song supported Song Min's arm, slightly furrowing his brow, and looked back.

  The elevator doors slowly closed, and all that could be seen was the back of that person, a fleeting glimpse. A strange feeling rose in Yan Song's heart, and an inexplicable unease spread out, causing Yan Song's eyebrows to furrow tighter and tighter.

  "What's wrong?" Song Min rubbed his sore shoulder and followed Yan Song's line of sight.

  "Nothing." Yan Song withdrew his gaze and looked at Song Min, with a hint of concern in his eyes, "Does it hurt?"

  Song Min shook his head, still rubbing the shoulder that had been bumped, and mentally scolded: What quality, shouldn't people living in this neighborhood all be wealthy elites? How can they have such poor quality? They bump into someone and don't even say sorry?

  "Be more careful next time."

  "Uh-huh."

  After dinner, Song Min had another barbecue and drank a can of beer. He was slightly drunk when he went back with Song Qing.

  Song Min's face was flushed, and as they went downstairs, she kept holding onto Song Qinghe's arm, following closely behind him like a little tail. This brought back memories of their childhood, when Song Min would follow Song Qinghe everywhere, never leaving his side for even a step.

  Sent Song Min to the room, wiped her face with a wet towel, and Song Qing sat on the bed watching Song Min's peaceful sleep. For a moment, he had many emotions in his heart. The last time he watched her sleep was when she graduated from junior high school and took her out to play with her big brother. She didn't dare to sleep alone, so Qu Ran and Song Qing could only wait until she fell asleep before returning to the room. In the blink of an eye, the little tail that followed him everywhere had grown up like this.

  The Song family was very strict with boys, but they doted on Song Min. He and Qu Ran were mischievous when they were young, and they often got into trouble together, bringing Song Min along for the ride. They didn't get punished much because of Song Min.

  The Song family had few children, and the three siblings grew up together from a young age, with very good relationships.

  When Song Haosheng was born, Qu Ran and Song Qinghe were already sensible, so they rarely took Song Haosheng out to play, which is also the reason why Song Qinghe and Qu Ran didn't spoil Song Haosheng that much.

  "Alas..." Song Qing let out a long sigh, what's the point of growing up? He still remembered how Song Min used to drool and smell like milk, following him around and calling him "ge ge" in a soft and fluffy voice. How adorable, but now that he's grown up, it's just trouble.

  Song Qinghe closed his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose, and Yan Song's words echoed in his ears.

  "Just met a suspicious person."

  "It's probably coming for me."

  "Be careful, I'm afraid you'll hurt my sister and Song Min."

  ……

  "Alas..." Song Qinghe sighed again, his eyes filled with deep helplessness. Liang Yi was also a big troublemaker; it seemed like he would never be able to get rid of troubles in this lifetime.

  Song Qinghe walked out with a towel in hand and took out his phone to make a call. "Hello, can you help me check something..."

  Song Min finally slept until he woke up naturally in the morning.

  "Hmm..." Song Min stretched and rolled over on the bed, sleeping extremely comfortably. If she wasn't so thirsty that her throat was parched, she could have continued sleeping.

  Song Min struggled to get out of bed, dragging his slippers and with disheveled hair, went to the dining room to drink water.

  "Awake?" Song Qinghe was sitting on the sofa, looking up from the newspaper as he saw Song Min come out.

  "Hmm." Song Min wasn't wearing her glasses, so everything was blurry. She squinted hard and looked carefully for a while, and her second brother's posture seemed to be reading the newspaper, hmm, that's right, he was reading the newspaper.

  Song Min silently mocked in her heart, her second brother was clearly a young and vigorous youth in his prime, but he insisted on living the life of an old man, she only remembered her grandfather loving to read newspapers in the morning.

  "Hurry up and finish breakfast, then go out with Liang Yi for a stroll. I'll pick you guys up tonight."

  Song Min choked on a mouthful of water, swallowing hard, her eyes welling up with tears. She turned to look at Song Qinghe, her gaze unfocused and blurry, "Why?"

  "Let you go, then go, why ask why?" Song Qinghe put down the newspaper, his eyes chilled by two degrees. Just now, in the video he received, the man Yan Cong said was lurking around the door of Liang's house for a long time. Fortunately, he was at Liang's house at that time. If Liang was alone at home, who knows what would have happened.

  Song Qinghe dared not think about it, but he couldn't help but think too much.

  What's wrong... Song Min felt an unusual aura emanating from Song Qinghe, her scalp tingling slightly. She licked her lips and turned back around "gulp gulp gulp" finishing the water in her cup, then put it down and asked Song Qinghe: "Then what are you doing?"

  "I'll accompany the shareholder to inspect the construction site."

  "Which shareholder is so idle? Pulling you to the construction site on a big weekend, can't you be more reasonable?" Song Min rolled his eyes.

  "Mr. Li's daughter has just returned to China and is going to take over the family business." Song Qing deeply agreed with Song Min, this Mr. Li's daughter was too unreasonable.

  "Li Dong's daughter?" Song Min raised an eyebrow, asking with great difficulty, "Is it that sister who took away my toys when we were young and you took them back for me, making her cry?"

  "Hmm." Song Qing nodded expressionlessly. He and that girl had been classmates from elementary school to high school, it was simply annoying.

  "Good luck then." Song Min shook her head and quickly ran back to the room. If she wasn't mistaken, that sister had been tightly pursuing Song Qing ever since being made to cry by him, which could be considered a "tragedy triggered by a toy".

  "I'll pick you up tonight, remember?" Song Min came out after changing his clothes, and Song Qing emphasized again that he would go to pick up Song Min and Liang Yi tonight.

  "Oh." Song Min nodded his head, his eyes rolling around in a circle, and said with a sly smile: "I'll go be your godly assistant."

  Song Qinghe: "......"

  Song Qinghe's head began to ache vaguely.

  Song Min and Liang Yi made an appointment downstairs.

  Song Min went downstairs and Liang Yi was already waiting for him downstairs.

  "Sister." Song Min called out and ran up to grab Liang Yi's arm.

  "Alas, you said you and Wen Yan got along so quickly, not giving my Jia Xing even a chance. Alas, sister really likes you too much." Liang Yi sighed, her Jia Xing had liked Song Min since the age of innocence, but in the end was snatched away by someone else, her Jia Xing's heart is bitter.

  At that time, Yan Song would occasionally ask her about Song Min's news. She thought Yan Song was just interested in Song Min's writing until the concert when Song Min and Yan Song met again. Yan Song's eyes couldn't deceive people, they had the kind of starry sky that only appeared when you saw someone you liked.

  Liáng Yī was extremely regretful at that time, she had not noticed her brother's thoughts.

  Song Min had a few black lines drawn on her forehead, wasn't she just being willful and warm-tempered that caused the trouble? Liang Yijie always teased her about this matter, how unkind, too unkind!

  "Ah, just kidding, just kidding." Liang laughed a few times, but suddenly the image of Song Qing and that smelly face popped up in his mind, and his mood immediately turned sour. "Where's your second brother?"

  Liang Yi turned around and held onto Song Min's arm, the two of them walking towards the train station. Song Min was tall, Liang Yi was short, she liked holding onto Song Min's arm, it felt more comfortable that way.

  "He accompanied a shareholder's daughter on an inspection tour of the construction site."

  "It's really admirable." When Liang Yi heard "the shareholder's daughter", his chest was filled with surging blood, a mouthful of air stuck in his heart, unable to go up or down, choking his chest.

  Rushed off on a big weekend to accompany the daughter of a shareholder to inspect the construction site, really dedicated.

  "Sister, don't be angry. My brother really dislikes that sister." Song Min said with a serious face, "When we were young, that sister fought with me over toys and made me cry. My second brother went to take the toy back and made her cry too. From then on, those two people had a grudge against each other."

  When I was little...

  Liang's eyes dimmed slightly, and she knew him for much longer than he did her.

  "Hey, sis, my brother really doesn't have any feelings for that girl. It's like the flower falls with intention but the water flows without emotion." Song Min stopped and grabbed Liang Yi's hand, "She's been chasing after my brother since elementary school all the way to high school but didn't succeed. If my brother had any interest in her, wouldn't they have gotten together already?"

  "From elementary school to high school?" Liang Yi's emphasis fell on Song Min's words.

  Song Min was speechless, how could the people around her, apart from all liking to make trouble, also have a focus-grabbing ability that made one wonder?

  "Could it be Li Jiajia?"

  "Sister, do you know her?"

  "She was a classmate for a period of time." Liang Yi recalled that when she, Song Qinghe and Shen Beichen were eating together, Li Jiajia would always come over. On weekends when they were studying in the library, Li Jiajia would also come over. They all thought Li Jiajia was annoying. Later, when they went to high school, Liang Yi happened to be in the same class as Li Jiajia, but by that time Liang Yi and Shen Beichen had drifted apart. Li Jiajia seemed to have some sense of propriety and didn't bother Liang Yi again. After that, Liang Yi took a leave of absence due to health reasons and transferred to another school after recovering, and they lost contact with each other.