Chapter 29: the twenty-ninth

Chapter Twenty Nine
Song Yi thought about it on the way home, but still couldn't understand.
To say that Gu Xingchuan likes him, he thinks this is quite mysterious. The first is that Gu Xingchuan has always had a deep affection for Shen Li. Otherwise, for so many years, he would not fight Song Yi everywhere and find fault with Song Yi.
Second, there is no such thing as a person like this
Since childhood, there have been many people who chased Song Yi, all of them of all genders. They respected him and changed the law to please him. What's more, they wrote love letters to him for several years, hoping that he would be happy. Pity, in short, all of them are very good to him, I can't wait to take my heart out to him.
I have never seen someone like Gu Xingchuan bullying him, teasing him, or harassing him like a crazy person.
Is this the performance of liking a person? Song Yi is puzzled.
To change the way of thinking, he can think about it. As a pre-alpha, he understands how possessive this thing is. However, a temporarily marked omega is equivalent to his own possession for alpha.
Because of his natural tendency, Gu Xingchuan has possessive desires, control desires, and carnal desires. These desires together look similar to Gu Xingchuan as if he fell in love with him.
Wanting to understand this, Song Yi still feels uncomfortable. Why did he fall asleep by Gu Xingchuan and still suffer from this kind of bird air? How can this kind of thing make sense?
Is it possible that I can only blame him for being unlucky and no one is taking care of Gu Xingchuan?
Song Yi rested at home for a few days before returning to work, and met with several studios to compare the strength of Party B.
The industry has not developed very well in recent years. In the past few years, the situation has been so good that it can make a lot of money. In recent years, the above policies have been tightened, and many dramas cannot be filmed. The second and third line actors open once a year, and they cannot hold back the situation. countless.
Song Yi could be better. He used to have a good reputation for acting in dramas. In addition to his impeccable performance on the crew, the director liked to work with him. These studios are also aimed at his reputation in the industry.
He had just met with the owner of a studio that day, Song Jie called in, and asked Song Yi to come to the hospital with fear. Chi Yuan was beaten into ICU, that is, Song Yi’s scumbag brother-in-law.
Song Yi was taken aback. He hadn't seen Chi Yuan for so long, thinking that he was hiding from debts at some angle, but he didn't realize that Chi Yuan, a fool, went to the hospital.
Song Yi first called Zhao Jiangwei and asked Zhao Jiangwei to protect the mother and daughter, and went to the hospital alone.
Through the transparent glass window, Song Yi saw Chi Yuan lying dying on the hospital bed. His mellow body was thin and skinny, and his white skin was also blackened, as if he had just returned from an African migrant worker. The tube was full, and only two eyes were left gurgling.
The attending physician held the clip and said kindly: "The patient was found from under the overpass. It seems to have had some trouble with people in the society. There was a physical conflict. The initial diagnosis showed that the patient had multiple soft tissue injuries and minor fractures."
"When can I leave the hospital?" Song Yi frowned. Chi Yuan would be so bearish. Will he divorce Song Jie?
"It depends on the patient's recovery, usually within half a month to recover."
"When can he communicate with people, I have a document here that he needs to sign."
"This...about a week,"
Song Yi lightly tapped his chin, Chi Yuan was alive, and other things could be done slowly.
Falling into his hands, unbelief can't cure him.
When Song Yi was about to leave, the attending physician stopped him, looked at him with unexplainable words, and pointed to his own brain, "Mr. Song, the patient has some problems here. The patient has been sorry, sorry, nonsense, talking about himself. Never dare anymore..."
"Is it serious?" Song Yi's heart jumped.
The attending physician shook his head, "It's not serious. It's just that the patient's memory is confused and it will take some time to recover."
Song Yi sighed and thanked the attending physician. He called Song Jie to inform him of Chi Yuan’s situation, but did not say that it was so serious. He only said that Chi Yuan was slightly injured and needed to rest. Relax, you will handle things by yourself.
Seeing Chi Yuan's people, Song Yi felt quite settled. It was what he longed for to get Song Jie and Chi Yuan divorced and get rid of this scum.
When I was young, the family conditions were not very good. The two children spent a lot of money on school. Song Yi and Song Jie basically didn't have any pocket money. People of the same age were buying accessories to go online, and they were working to subsidize the family.
In this difficult situation, Song Jie often saves money to buy things for her brother, sometimes sneakers, sometimes extracurricular books. Although they are not very expensive, Song Yi always keeps this good in mind. Where he can help Song Jie, he will definitely help.
After all, the only person Song Jie can rely on in this world is him.
When Song Yi walked out of the hospital, she felt something wrong in her heart. Chi Yuan was a very shrewd man with a clever head. Otherwise, she would not fool Song Jie into doing so, and she would be beaten like this by hiding a loan shark. What Chi Yuan came to do.
Strange to strange, he didn't think too much, Quandang Chi Yuan was condemned by heaven.
Song Yi contacted the lawyer, drafted the divorce contract, and sent it to Song Jie. A date reminder popped up on the phone, and he remembered that it was Shen Li’s birthday a few days later. Shen Li had sent an invitation letter before and wanted to be in the Imperial Capital. A hotel party.
On that day, Song Yi dressed up carefully and changed into a smoky gray dark pattern suit. The suit of this color is particularly attractive. If the figure and appearance are not suitable at all, it will be especially old and greasy. If you are stronger, look at it. It is nondescript, too difficult to control, and basically no one dares to wear it.
But Song Yi's natural clothes rack, tall and slender figure, gentle temperament, and handsome appearance, this clothes made him look capable and calm, showing the chic and elegant male.
He arrived at the door of the hotel, and when he got off the car, he saw a large banner poster, unfolded in front of the hotel. In the picture, Shen Li was sitting on the beach with a bright smile. On it was a long banner that read "Mr. Zhou wishes Shen Li Xiao Happy birthday cute."
Song Yi stared at the three characters "Little Cute" for a few seconds, and said in his heart that Shen Li had more pursuers in recent years.
There are a lot of people in the hall, men and women with fragrant clothes and shadows, the sound of piano is melodious, and the sweet smell of cold food and cake flows in the air.
Song Yi swept around and didn't see Shen Li, until everyone was looking at him, with eyes sticking to him, and some people took out their phones to take pictures.
Song Yi didn't hear anything about it. He took a small pink cake from the shelf, found a secluded corner, and cushioned his stomach first.
Before he started to eat, there was a tumult at the entrance of the hall. When everyone in the hall rushed towards the entrance, Song Yi raised her head and glanced at the entrance, then suddenly narrowed her eyes and cursed her mother.
Gu Xingchuan wears a gray round-neck t-shirt, simple jeans, a trendy cap, and a pot of red and willow green plants in his left hand. He does not squint and walks through the crowded crowds, making everyone seem like a welcome .
Song Yi admired his eye-catching ability. It was as bright as the sun everywhere, and he was born to eat idols.
The eyes of Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan collided in the air, and he saw Gu Xingchuan frown and strode towards him.
When Song Yi approached, Song Yi smelled the faint fragrance of flowers in the green plants. Gu Xingchuan put the flowerpot on the table casually, sat in the seat next to Song Yi, slantingly glanced at Song Yi, and said sourly, "You wear it today. So handsome, who do you want to seduce?"
Song Yi touched the fresh leaves of the green plant, "You knowingly ask, can't I seduce you"
Gu Xingchuan got angry when he heard this. The sneakers under the table lightly kicked Song Yi's suit trousers, and said with a grin, "You seduce me not to wear such a beautiful dress, just take it off."
Fuck you, Song Yi glared at him, "In public, you speak with respect."
"Listen to what you mean, I can say this privately" Gu Xingchuan's mouth curled slightly.
Song Yi stepped on the toe of Gu Xingchuan's sneakers and twisted it a few times. Gu Xingchuan made a painful "hiss", bends slightly, his eyes gleaming, and looked straight at Song Yi.
Song Yi nodded his chin and warned in a tone of voice, "You will do this again next time, I am not stepping on your foot."
Gu Xingchuan murmured, thinking about the evil scene for a moment, his mouth was dry and his blood was boiling.
For a while, he noticed a small gift box wrapped in brocade and velvet on the table, took it, and opened the lid, with a pen lying inside.
The metal texture, fine workmanship, looks like pure gold, and the pen tail is inlaid with a sparkling diamond, which is magnificent and luxurious.
Song Yi patted the lid of the box with one hand. This is a commemorative fountain pen that he ordered on the Internet, which is very suitable for Shen Li, "Don't move."
Gu Xingchuan's jaw raised slightly, and he snorted disdainfully, "Who is rare."
Song Yi curled up her mouth and said calmly, "I don't need you to be rare, it's not for you."
"You give me a gift, and I don't want it either." Gu Xingchuan didn't even look at it with disgust. He held his arm and looked away. A few seconds later, he kicked Song Yi under the table and asked awkwardly: "There is still a week for your birthday. ,what do you want"
Song Yi and Shen Li’s birthdays are very close, but few people knew it when they were in school. Gu Xingchuan only found out when he saw the school status information occasionally.
Song Yi glanced at him in surprise, thought about it, and said seriously: "I don't want you to give me a gift, just don't provoke me anymore."
Gu Xingchuan curled his lips, "No way, you are going to be disappointed, this one can't be given away."
Then you ask a fart, Song Yi didn't want to pay attention to him, and wanted to stand up and leave. The lights in the room dimmed in an uproar. Only a beam of bright light in the center shot down from the dome, cutting the stage and the hall into two worlds.
Shen Li sat on a high stool leisurely, holding a microphone in one hand, with a snowy face and thin shoulders, "Thank you all for coming to celebrate my birthday."
The stage started to roar, and the voices waved after another. Shen Li smiled and shook his head, "I didn't prepare a manuscript. I don't know what to say to you. Let's sing a song for everyone."
"A song written for me by a friend present, this song "Xia Feng" I hope you all have fun today."
Gu Xingchuan's whole body was tense and tight, and the color on his face was terribly ugly, just like eating people.
Song Yi didn’t feel like it, Shen Li sang this song on this occasion, right?
The prelude of the acoustic guitar sounded slowly, the accordion slowly entered, and the surroundings gradually became quiet, only the voice of Shen Li Qingya sounded.
"The summer wind blows through the branches and buds and pulls the silk and vines,
As clear as the blue sky
You can touch the clouds without wings
A summer dream, flying over the coast gives me tenderness,
Destiny is like a revolving lantern
You show me longing for the rest of my life
..."
Shen Li sang well and was full of emotions. The sentiment of this young love song was well grasped. The applause was thunderous and the voice was full.
Gu Xingchuan dragged Song Yi's clothes under the table, suppressing his anger, and said softly, "Don't listen, let's go home."
He now regrets writing this song for Shen Li's back.
At the time of graduation, he made Song Yi angry, severely cut off contact, and flew abroad by himself. At that time, he was just an adult. The silhouette of Shen Li appeared in his dream for a long time. He thought he liked Shen Li and wrote this song. song.
People’s memories often beautify the
first love
. The longer the time, the more mellow and fragrant like old wine, but when we meet again, we peeled off the filter and opened the jar of wine, only to realize that this is not a good wine at all, but a jar of pickled vegetables. .
Time passed, and he finally figured out this feeling.
The silhouette of Shen Li is indeed very beautiful, he will always remember, but he doesn't love this person, and the shock at that moment is just a heartbeat.
Song Yi glanced at him, "If you want to go, go first. I will go home after giving the present."
Gu Xingchuan was annoyed, "I will go with you."
So as not to and Shen Li greasy and crooked, endless.
Everyone on the stage didn't know what was said, there was a tumult, Shen Li smiled embarrassedly, stepped down the high stool, "I don't know if he wants to speak up, you wait for me to ask him."
Shen Li turned his gaze to the stage and fixed his eyes on Gu Xingchuan. The light swept over, and Song Yi couldn't open his eyes.
Shen Li blinked his eyes playfully, then said with a light smile: "Xingchuan, there are your fans among my friends. I want to hear you sing. Can you give me a face?"
Gang Xia Feng’s song was written to Shen Li. The people present knew for the first time that Shen Li’s charm has long been known to everyone. Unexpectedly, the big celebrities were also fascinated by the light. Someone caught the light and listened to Gu Xingchuan singing live It’s bragging enough to go out and shoot on Moments.
Gu Xingchuan squinted his eyes and raised his smooth jaw slightly, "Of course, today you are the birthday star, and your face will definitely be given."
After he finished speaking, he stood up, patted Song Yi's shoulder lightly, and said in a low voice, "We will go home when I finish singing this song."
Song Yi wondered whose home this home is
Gu Xingchuan slowly walked onto the stage, picked up an acoustic guitar from the music area, adjusted the height of the microphone, and sat on the high stool. He lowered his head slightly with a lazy expression, his slender fingers gently plucked the strings. "Shen Li, this song is also for you."
Everyone looked at Shen Li in unison, envy or surprised, Shen Li waved his hand, curled his mouth, his eyes watered.
Gu Xingchuan smiled lightly, swept across the stage, lifted his thin lips, and spit out a line slowly: "The name of the song is "You Are Not Worthy""