Extra: After All We Are Young (2)

  Song Min was woken up by his alarm clock in the morning.

  "Hmm..." Song Min hummed softly, wanting to turn over and change positions, but found herself completely unable to move, as Wen Yan held her tightly in his arms.

  "Awake?" Wen Yan slowly opened his eyes, releasing the arm that was wrapped around Song Min. The arm that Song Min was resting on had gone numb and couldn't move, afraid that Song Min would kick off the covers, he held her tightly all night, not daring to relax in the slightest.

  "Is your arm numb?" Song Min sat up, her hair scattered and slightly disheveled, her voice carrying a hint of laziness. She rubbed her eyes and reached out to help Wen Yan massage his arm.

  Warm words followed Song Min getting up, half leaning on the head of the bed, slightly lowering his eyes, his line of sight fell on Song Min's chest with a button undone, the collar of the pajamas was originally big, and another button was undone, revealing the scenery inside.

  Her eyes dimmed slightly as she called out softly: "Song Min."

  "Ah?" Song Min wasn't wearing his glasses, and everything was blurry. He subconsciously leaned in close to Wen Yan's face, and after seeing the smile on Wen Yan's face, Song Min's breath caught, and his hazy mind suddenly cleared up. Instinctively, he took a step back, "Ahhhhhhh..."

  Song Min yelled and ran down from the bed, rushing into the bathroom.

  Wen Yan laughed with a flirtatious face on the bed and slowly got out of bed.

  After washing up and changing into new clothes, Wen Yan came out of the bathroom.

  "Wow, you're so handsome." Song Min's gaze moved away from the phone screen and onto Wen Yan, who was wearing black trousers with a grey woolen coat over them, his long legs unmistakable.

  Wen Yan looked up and glanced at Song Min silently, lowered his head to adjust his collar, without saying a word. He still remembered the look of disgust on Song Min's face when he pushed him out of the toilet earlier.

  "Don't be angry." Song Min put his phone in his pocket, stood up and held Wen Yan's face, tiptoed and kissed him on the lips, "Don't be angry, don't be angry."

  "Not enough." Wen Yan's hand rested on Song Min's shoulder as he gazed at her with a mischievous look.

  Song Min: "......"

  "Don't be greedy." Song Min pulled Wen Yan, "Let's go, let's go, go out for dinner."

  Soft words and silk threads do not move.

  Song Min had no choice but to support Wen Yan's shoulder, tiptoeing and lightly pecking his lips, then patted Wen Yan's shoulder and coaxed him like a child: "Are you satisfied now?"

  She smiled slightly, hooked her lips, wrapped her arms around Song Min's waist, exerted force, and pulled her towards herself, her face getting closer and closer.

  After a while of cuddling and being silly, the two people finally went downstairs to have breakfast.

  Yesterday, two men, one tall and one short, came to pick up Wen Yan and Song Min.

  "Tsk, tsk, tsk, laughing with a sunny face so early in the morning. Wen Yan, you've changed." Seeing Wen Yan and Song Min walk out of the hotel's revolving door, chatting and laughing, the tall man rolled down his car window and exclaimed to Wen Yan.

  Wen Yan hugged Song Min at the side of the car and said faintly: "You don't understand."

  I don't understand?

  The tall man's eyes widened, and he grasped the arm of the short man in the driver's seat as if he had suffered a great injustice, "Look at him!!"

  "Alright, alright, you can't win an argument with him, just be honest. The short man shook his head, leaned forward and said to Wenyan outside, "Hurry up and get on the car, I think they've already picked up the bride."

  It took about half an hour to get to the hotel where the wedding was being held. What surprised Song Min the most was that they didn't encounter any traffic jams.

  After all, it's Beijing and a weekend, so not getting stuck in traffic is already a miracle.

  In the words of a tall man: So-and-so and so-and-so getting married is a blessing for all humanity.

  At the wedding, apart from a few tables of elderly relatives, the rest of the male and female guests sat separately.

  After walking through the red carpet, the newlyweds started toasting table by table. Song Min was very bored and after eating a few bites of food, he began playing with his phone.

  "Hey, little sister, are you from the Zhou family?" A woman next to Song Min suddenly took the initiative to talk to Song Min.

  "Huh?" Song Min looked confused, thought for a moment and remembered that the bride's surname was Zhou, so he shook his head.

  "Are you from the groom's side?"

  Song Min shook her head again, "I'm here with my boyfriend."

  "Your boyfriend?" The woman's gaze passed over Song Min and fell on the men at several tables who looked like social elites, with a few sparks flashing in her eyes.

  Song Min suddenly felt a layer of goosebumps on his body and shifted slightly to the side, not blocking the woman's line of sight.

  "Who's your boyfriend?" A heavily made-up woman across from her flashed a extremely seductive and charming smile, looking at Song Min with an... enchantingly flirtatious gaze.

  Unfortunately, Song Min was a girl and receiving the woman's gaze only made her feel a chill run down her spine. She smiled awkwardly for two seconds, "Uh... his name is Wen Yan..."

  "Soft words..."

  "It's actually Wen Yan's girlfriend..."

  "Unbelievable..."

  Most of the female guests at this table should be familiar with Wen Yan, and as soon as Song Min's words came out, the remaining women started discussing in hushed tones.

  "Flattering words?" The woman's voice suddenly turned sharp, the smile from earlier instantly disappeared, and her eyes took on a few shades of venom. "A little girl who doesn't understand anything, would Wen Yan take a liking to you?"

  Song Min slightly furrowed his brow, raised his eyes to look at the woman opposite him, and thought to himself, "Could it be that she's someone who likes Wen Yan but didn't succeed?" Song Min smiled, "Really sorry about this, but Wen Yan just took a liking to me."

  "I just like her no matter what." A soft and slightly cold voice sounded.

  The woman opposite had a frozen expression on her face for an instant, with a strong sense of unwillingness in her eyes. However, she concealed it well, only lowering her head slightly before raising it again with a full smile, holding up her wine glass and standing up, "Long time no see."

  "What's the big deal whether you and I meet or not?" Wen Yan stroked Song Min's head gently.

  Song Min turned his head back and saw Wen Yan's eyes full of doting, couldn't help but laugh, the corners of his eyes curved into a crescent moon shape, with a sky full of starlight.

  "Alright, after all we're young, no need to see things from her perspective." Wen Yan coaxed Song Min as if no one was around.

  The woman opposite him was trembling even in her breathing.

  "Hey, Wen Yan, come over quickly!" A tall man ran over, muttering to himself as he pulled Wen Yan away. "Everyone's drinking and you run over here doing what? We're all old classmates, they'll take care of your wife for you, what are you worried about..."

  "Song Min's girlfriend?" The woman across from him walked over to Song Min, poured a full cup of red wine and raised it. "I'll toast you, great job getting Wen Yan!"

  Song Min rolled his eyes inwardly and curled up the corner of his mouth, "After all, I'm young, youth is a means."

  "You!"

  "Miss, what are you doing at someone else's wedding? Just because the groom is acquainted with you doesn't mean his little sister knows who you are. What makes you think you should be drinking with us?" The woman to Song Min's right couldn't help but speak up, wiping her mouth with a napkin and raising an eyebrow at the other woman.

  "What does it have to do with you if I drink with her?"

  "It's uncomfortable to listen to, of course it needs to be controlled."

  "You..."

  "Miss, this is my sister's wedding. Please take your personal grievances outside." The man who spoke was Song Min, the brother of the bride who had just spoken on stage.

  It's probably Zhou Yishen.

  The voice has a familiar tone, as if I've heard it somewhere before.

  The woman looked at the handsome man in front of her, with a red and white face. Why did these excellent men all treat her like this? Was she really that bad?

  The woman was so angry that she picked up her bag and left.

  "It's really sorry, please continue." Zhou Yishen nodded to everyone at the table with Song Min and was about to leave. As he walked past the woman who had been lowering her head beside Song Min, he subconsciously took a glance, "Ran... Ran?"

  Zhou's voice paused for a moment, filled with excitement.

  The woman who was called straightened her back, turned her head and looked at Zhou Yishen, "Mr. Zhou, long time no see."

  "It's really... been a long time..." Zhou Yishen's Adam's apple moved up and down several times, but the words that came out were only this one sentence, with eyes full of emotions, so intense.

  Song Min could see it too.

  "Ranran, you've finally agreed to come back."

  "Director Zhou, this is my younger sister's wedding and it's not suitable for reminiscing. Besides, I'm Yan Ran."

  "Ah... " Zhou Yi was choked by the words he had just spoken, furrowed his brow, but changed his tone, "Miss Yan, I was too abrupt."

  "It doesn't matter." Yan Ran replied lightly, stood up, and picked up her handbag, ready to leave.

  "Where are you going?" Zhou Yishen hastily grabbed her wrist.

  Yan Yan furrowed her brow and quickly got up, "Restroom."

  Looking at Yan Ran's departing back, Zhou Yi furrowed his brow, and his eyes seemed to hold unresolvable heartache.

  Song Min seemed to have vaguely recalled who this man was.

  I had met Song Qinghe in the office before, and at that time, I thought this person was really strange. His voice seemed to be filled with a smile, but when listened carefully, it was actually icy cold.

  Just like the tone of voice when I was just talking to that woman.

  But when talking to Yan Ran, it's completely different, like a young boy, getting anxious and heartbroken and at a loss.

  It turns out that those cold and icy people might actually have stories behind them.

  Song Min also went to the bathroom, the dinner was really boring, couldn't find anyone who could talk, and had to endure Wen Yan and those female classmates' whispers and finger-pointing.

  When I came out of the toilet and washed my hands, Yan Ran was touching up her makeup in front of the mirror.

  "Thanks," Song Min said with a sincere expression on his face as he washed his hands, gently shaking off the water.

  "It's nothing, I like your personality too, just treat me as another Liang Yi." Yan Ran packed up her things, turned her head and smiled at Song Min, "My silly brother..."

  "Yan Song?" Song Min reacted a bit, people with the surname Yan were not many, and he also knew Liang Yi, so it could only be Yan Song's sister.

  Yan Yan nodded and smiled, "Lost to your boyfriend, I admit it for him."

  (The end)

  Written at the end:

  Chapter 94 A Strange Person That line has also been explained clearly, and the extras have all been written up to this point. As for Song Min and Wen Yan's future, as you've seen, it's sweet and smooth, a gentle and peaceful journey.

  This story ends here, thank you for your company all along, see you in the next story.