Chapter 39: Thirty-ninth

Chapter Thirty Nine
When the middle-aged man heard that Shen Siye said this, he laughed and said: "You can't say that, Long Shenglong, Feng Shengfeng, the two young masters are young now, and they will be great in the future!"
"You are going to those two bastards." Although Shen Siye said so, his smile remained undiminished. It was natural to hear people praise his grandson.
Song Yi smiled very cooperatively, thinking that Fourth Master Shen had a funny temper, and he got along better than he thought.
Shen Siye lifted his chin, the middle-aged person understood, dried the tabletop, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Song Yi respectfully, "Try this Luan melon slice, this year's new tea."
Song Yi couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in the gourd, so he took a sip of the tea, her lips and teeth fragrant, "Thank you for the tea, Fourth Master."
Shen Siye pointed his finger at the table, "Young people are too impetuous now, and people taste tea slowly. You drank too quickly to taste the fragrance of this tea."
Song Yi usually flies up in a hurry. He doesn't have time to drink tea. He doesn't know much about the tea ceremony, but he knows what to say when he says, "Siye laughed, you are in the tea ceremony, I just pour tea for you. Need your advice."
This was so beautiful that Shen Siye couldn't help but glanced at him. It was very helpful. He stopped talking about digressions and asked: "Have you seen "1677""
"1677" is a very popular novel in the past few years. It was written by a famous writer and won a gold-rich literary prize in China. Song Yi has read it in idle time. The protagonist is a war reporter in the counterattack against Vietnam. , About a legendary experience of the protagonist.
The middle-aged man proudly said: "Our master is the prototype of "1677". This book is going to be filmed and filmed. This time we are looking for you. In addition to introducing you to the training class, our master will personally finalize the role of his own actor.
He paused, glanced at Fourth Master Shen, and said with a smile: "Master, we are very satisfied with you at the moment."
Song Yi’s eyes are bright, and the probability of an actor having a good script and a good role is too small. Now a good opportunity is right in front of him, "Thank you for your appreciation, I will not let you down."
Shen Siye was more than satisfied with Song Yi. Aside from the bonus of Song Yi’s face, Song Yi’s performance from entering the door to the present is very impressive. At first glance, he has seen the big scene, so he will not lose it to Shen Siye when he takes it out. Copies.
When Song Yi got this resource, he was in a good mood. The flowers in the spring breeze were full of heart. He came out of the teahouse and went to the supermarket to buy a mess of meat dishes. He planned to cook his own meal and celebrate for himself. a bit.
He returned home to cut vegetables, just cut a plate of potatoes, and the door of the living room "banged".
Song Yi wiped her hands and took out her mobile phone to take a look. At four o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Xingchuan should have come. He didn't want to turn on the faucet to wash the vegetables, pretending not to hear the knock on the door.
But the sound of knocking on the door intensified, and there was a stance that he would not stop opening the door. Song Yi was unhappy, suffocated and opened the door. When the door opened, he was shocked and several people rushed in.
Some carry suitcases, some hold large moving boxes, and some carefully carry Gu Xingchuan's precious musical instruments. They are well-trained and as familiar with the road as entering their own house.
Song Yi froze for a moment, squeezed her back against the entrance, and watched the large living room full of salutes, the drum set on the balcony rack used to grow flowers, and the English novel on the bookshelf next to the Iron Man model, short Within a few minutes, a big change occurred in his house.
Gu Xingchuan put his hands in his pockets, followed behind the army, and walked in leisurely, "My house has no water and electricity, and I will stay with you for a few days."
Lie to a fool, Song Yi lowered her face, "If you have no money to stay in a hotel, I will give you a little charity, and the IKEA next to it is enough for you to live in"
Everyone who was moving paused and looked at each other.
Gu Xingchuan raised his chin and motioned everyone to continue tidying up. He twisted his neck and glanced at Song Yi. He leaned closer and smelled his hair, the smell of the kitchen. "You just cooked, let me see what you did."
Song Yi was about to refuse. Before the word "no" was spoken, Gu Xingchuan bent down, copied from under his knee with one hand, hugged it arrogantly, and walked straight into the kitchen.
Although he had been hugged by Gu Xingchuan several times, but had never been in front of so many people, Song Yi was angry and embarrassed, "What are you doing?"
Gu Xingchuan released the hand holding his butt, forcing Song Yi to sit on the kitchen counter. Song Yi shivered immediately and opened her mouth to scold him. Gu Xingchuan squeezed into his knees aggressively, pinching his chin, fast and accurate. He kissed him, blocking his raging anger.
The wild kiss robbed the right to breathe, full of demanding.
Song Yi pushed Gu Xingchuan's shoulder with her wrist, but was grasped by Gu Xingchuan, and gently rubbed the weak skin on the vein with her fingertips, shackling him between the square inches of the kitchen counter.
Song Yi's heart thumped and thumped. Behind him was a row of cabinets above his head. He could not avoid it. He could only straighten his back and inherit Gu Xingchuan's burst of enthusiasm.
Outside the half-open frosted glass, there is the noise of moving house one after another. As long as someone is curious, he can see the embarrassment of Gu Xingchuan's body shaking.
Song Yi can only hope that the kiss will end quickly, her face is hot, not knowing whether it is because of lack of oxygen or embarrassment, he can't stand such thrilling and thrilling games.
But Gu Xingchuan was not as good as he wanted. The simple act of kissing made him play full of tricks, with ease and flexibility. He swept in and out, as if he was not kissing, but tasting a delicious dessert.
Until Gu Xingchuan let go of his chin, Song Yi's eyes were red because of the lack of oxygen, and a layer of wet mist was on the lenses. He didn't know who was breathing. He adjusted his rapid breathing and touched his numb lips. The voice said: "Are you crazy?"
"There are many places where I am crazy." Gu Xingchuan's breath was heavy, and he leaned in Song Yi's ear, panting exaggeratedly, as if the two of them were doing something shameful and terrible.
Song Yi wanted to cover her ears, but this gesture was too weak and could only be held back forcibly. He glared at Gu Xingchuan severely, "You are not allowed to do this in the future."
He always felt that he was quite good at playing, and he would make small moves when flirting with omega, but that was all in a hidden situation. The first time there was a piece of frosted glass, he would be found out at any time. It's hard to separate.
The irritation is quite irritating. This kind of sneaky feeling is indeed good, but it is too dangerous. Song Yi's face was about to bleed at the thought of making people watch.
Gu Xingchuan's thoughts were still unfinished, and he gently licked his chin, and said of course: "No, no, no, if you say I'm crazy, then I will do more crazy things to you."
"Can't you go find someone else?" Song Yi was helpless, the streets were full of omega, why did Gu Xingchuan have to pester him.
Gu Xingchuan buried his face in the fossa of his neck, his nose was hot, arching back and forth, "I know you well, I will find you."
Song Yi could almost hear the rolling sound of his Adam’s apple, goose bumps all over his body, the surrounding air seemed to be burning, and his ears were hot as if he was not conscious. He gritted his teeth and whispered: "Damn, you are A stinky rascal."
Gu Xingchuan's overly beautiful eyebrows and evil blasts, his lips curled in a wild arc, "Baby, I am a rascal, you knew it a long time ago, don't repeat it."
Song Yi was stunned by this unfamiliar name. It was strangely uncomfortable. The omega or beta that I had talked about before would call him brother or husband. Occasionally, I would say my dear. The first time someone was so indulgent and called him baby, too Not used to it.
Song Yi stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly felt that Gu Xingchuan was very interesting. Gu Xingchuan was too "split". Half of Gu Xingchuan was the impulsive and innocent boy in his memory, and the other half was full of wildness and menacing force. unstoppable.
The collision of these two splits is particularly fresh and exciting.
Song Yi felt that the people in his social circle were like soda or red wine, a bit more like lemon tea, but Gu Xingchuan was like a cola, just took out the cold scum cans from the refrigerator, and took a sip. The mouth and lips are numb, and there is a special aftertaste.
As soon as the mover left, the housekeeping service of the person Gu Xingchuan asked for came and cleaned it diligently. The reflections on the wooden floor made Song Yi's house spotlessly clean.
Song Yile was clean. It would be better if Gu Xingchuan didn't live in his house. Gu Xingchuan lived here. Every day was a battle for virginity. He really didn't know that his brain was so hot that he couldn't hold it, so he left Gu Xingchuan.
Song Yi's phone rang in the afternoon. The call was a series of unfamiliar landline numbers. Song Yi was reading in the study and pressed a speakerphone.
"Hello, Mr. Song, this is hospital, Song Jie's attending doctor." The doctor's voice sounded serious.
Song Yi sat up straight, and hurriedly asked, "What happened to her?"
The attending doctor's voice hesitated for a while, as if wondering what to say, half-sounding, and cautiously asked: "You are Song Jie's brother"
"Yes." Song Yi replied quickly.
The attending doctor was silent and coughed, "Your blood test report is out. You cannot give the patient a platelet transfusion."
"Why?" Song Yi frowned, feeling something wrong.
The attending doctor said: "You... are not a blood type."
Song Yi only knows that she has blood type ab, and is not sure about Song Jie's blood type. It is a bit strange, "We are not the same blood type"
"Yes, you have blood type ab, and the patient has blood type o."
"What do you mean?"
"Sorry, Mr. Song, considering that you are a VIP user of our hospital, we do not intend to conceal you. According to the patient data, your mother and father are both type O blood. According to Mendel's law of inheritance, a pair of type O blood Father, the child can only have blood type O, there is no possibility of blood type ab." The doctor deliberately made the voice cold and ruthless, after all, this kind of thing can't stand anyone.
Song Yi was stunned. Everyone in the receiver could understand, but it was difficult for him to understand each other.
The doctor was still talking, but he felt very far away, as if they were far away. Song Yi's slender fingers trembled, staring blankly at the page in front of him.
"Because of this accident, the patient's platelets are not yet in place. The operation will be performed tomorrow. Please contact other relatives..."
Song Yi blankly hung up, her mind was messed up, her hand holding the phone kept shaking.
He didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he didn't think about anything. He hurriedly picked up the coat on the hanger and put it on, but the zipper couldn't be opened because of shaking hands for a long time. Song Yi simply gave up and walked out the door in a daze. .
Gu Xingchuan was in the living room tidying up his own clutter, and when he saw that he was depressed, he frowned, "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine." Song Yi shook her head, not wanting to talk to anyone.
Gu Xingchuan stood up, Song Yi opened the door handle and walked out. He glanced at Song Yi up and down and reminded: "You forgot to change your shoes."
Song Yi stopped, squatted down and put on light shoes.
Gu Xingchuan could not rest assured that he went out like this, dropped the vinyl record in his hand, walked to the hallway, and took out the car key from the debris basket, "Where are you going, I'll take you there."