Chapter 90: ，

Chapter 90: Long Time No See
What the is blocking alcohol?
He still knew Zhao Ziyu before?
.......Zhao Ziyu suddenly resolutely returns to city a? This is the genius solution that 008 and the Lord God came up with with their heads?
Song Yu's expression was like an enemy.
Song Wanying laughed out loud, stretched out her hand to squeeze his face, and said, "What are you doing so surprised? You didn't have a bad relationship when you were young, and you won't be unfamiliar when you see it."
Song Yu opened her hand, turned her face away, and the corner of her mouth squeezed: "Let's talk about it then."
The neon lights that flowed quickly from the car window reflected on his face.
Song Yu's face was cold white and delicate, and there was a cold and fierce evil spirit. Facing the sudden intruder, it was like a little beast protecting food, showing unpleasant minions.
Song Wanying sighed that her younger brother's smooth skin was amused by her own thoughts. What the is the little beast that protects the food?
Back to Song's house, except for his brother, Song's mother and Song's father are all there.
After seeing him for so long, Mother Song almost burst into tears when she saw him excitedly, she humbled and asked. After learning that he had been stable and stable in Jingcheng, she finally believed the doctor's words.
"Dr. Xu was right. The last time he was discharged from the hospital, it was almost all right."
She sighed: "I initially promised you to go to Jingcheng because I was afraid that your dad and I were too busy at work and could not take care of you. Thinking of having your grandmother here, the elderly can take more care to take care of you so that you can recuperate. It has been half a year. ,how do you feel?"
Who would believe that he went to Jingcheng to recuperate?
Song Yu was ashamed to tell his mother what he did in Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School.
It's almost the same to treat any disease and make others get sick.
"It's pretty good. The teacher is very kind and the classmates are very friendly. The atmosphere in the class is also very good, and there are few conflicts." Song Yu said without changing his face.
Mother Song nodded in satisfaction, and told him to go back to the room to rest, and then prepare to eat.
He hadn't lived in the room of Song Family Master's house for a long time, and the servants cleaned it carefully before he came.
As soon as Song Yu entered, he was first attracted by the photo on the table.
In the photo, he was forced to wear a suit when he was a child, with creamy white skin, light brown soft hair, clear brown eyes, and he was impatient. Frowning, mouth raised, and staring at the camera. In Song Wanying's original words, "If you weren't cute, you didn't lack fight when you were a kid."
Song Yu put down his suitcase, walked over, touched the picture, and laughed slowly.
His bedroom is on the far right side of the second floor, and there is a garden outside the window. It is night time, and it is snowing in city a. The outside is white, and the snow on the fountain sculpture reflects the moonlight.
The servant came over to give him the quilt and called him down to eat.
When he walked out the door, he happened to bump into Song Dong who came down from the third floor with a parrot.
Song Dong is a fire-breathing dragon outside, and has entered the retirement mode at home. Wearing gray pajamas and slippers, he looks like a middle-aged old man lying down at home.
He went downstairs while training the parrot in the cage: "Did Song Wanying teach you these messy things?"
The macaw in the cage has gorgeous feathers, but there is a slip of earthy words in his mouth: "Today you have something on your face, a little nice, a little nice."
Dong Song was angry and shook the cage: "What are you not good at learning? Learn these!"
The parrot was swayed wildly, and the mouth was still broken: "Only the state official is allowed to set fire, and you are not allowed to leave me!"
Song Dong was furious and even more angry: "What she has been thinking about all day long as a girl!"
That's how Song Yu ran into Song Dong's eyes.
The two looked at each other.
Song Yu: "...Dad."
Why did Song Wanying and her parrot make him bear the burden?
When Dong Song saw him, the anger on his face stiffened, then he hummed unnaturally, and stuffed the cage into his hands: "I'm back? You will be in charge of the stupid bird your sister raised in the future."
Song Yu mentioned the bird, the parrot's beak was still forcing, "You are the only one in the eyes of the lover, and you are the only one in the eyes of the lover."
He pulled the corners of his mouth and felt that his father was really big-hearted. This parrot was in his hands for a month, and he was afraid that it was not going to change from licking a dog to being a lever.
Give the parrot to the servant on the side.
When they went down, Song Wanying was ready, and Song's mother waved to them.
The family sat in line, first from Song Dong's perfunctory remarks from the head of the family, asked about Song Yu's situation in Jingcheng, and then about studying.
Song Yu really has something to say.
"It's okay, it's so-so, and it's still the top three in the class. The Jingcheng exam is just as difficult, and my final exam is dull and boring, and I slept.
Song Wanying almost choked on drinking soup with a spoon.
Song Dong didn't understand him yet, just as he was farting, and asked: "Aren't you going to talk about the classmate you played particularly well?"
Song Yu paused with the fork in his hand: "...which one?"
Song Dong: "The one who gave the watch."
Song Yu had a guilty conscience, lowered his head and said, "What does this mean?"
Dong Song said slowly: "I am not young, but there are many secrets."
Song Yu raised his head and said, "It is not me who has many secrets. You have heard what the parrot said just now. Shouldn't you ask my sister what she has done outside? I think she is in love. "
Song Wanying can't take a drink of soup and can't take it easy, so she glanced at Song Yu like a knife and explained directly: "If you are not in love, you just like a little actor."
Speaking of her idol, Song Wanying immediately put down her spoon and her eyes lighted up: "Oh, dad, do you remember the poster I showed you last time? Is the image of that swordsman particularly handsome? Are you interested in investing? Your daughter knows who Jin is fond of. I think he will be popular and is a cash cow worth cultivating."
For the huge Song family consortium, the profits of a film and television entertainment company are not necessarily enough, let alone an artist.
Song Dong has never been in the image of a loving father who loves his children: "Why do you want me to invest?"
Song Wanying: "Because he is handsome!"
Song Dong sneered: "Oh."
Song Wanying slammed her heart, fighting for the idol: "Would you transfer an entertainment company to play for me?"
Song Yu laughed out loud.
It is really embarrassing for her to inherit the family business in order to chase the stars.
Song Dong: "Can you be more reserved as a girl!"
Mother Song shook her head helplessly, feeling that her daughter was really crazy: "Wanying, aren't you the most repellent to join the company? Eat well."
Song Wanying snorted, she could only choose to shut her mouth.
Fortunately for Song Wanying's interruption, Song Yu perfection didn't have to answer that "classmate" question.
On the first day when Song Yu returned to City A, he wanted to thank Sui. In the evening chatting, I told him about the parrot and his family. After talking about it for a long time, I was bored, so I asked him a word.
[Song Yu: When are you coming? 】
[Xie Sui: Soon. 】
Song Yu's finger stopped on the phone screen, and he wanted to tell him about Zhao Ziyu.
But subconsciously rejecting this name, let it go.
He simply called.
Xie Sui picked up, and through the phone, he was familiar with a cold voice: "Aren't you sleeping?"
Song Yu: "It's still early. What are you doing now?"
Xie Sui glanced at the files on the computer and talked to the video that just ended. He looked down and smiled faintly: "Do homework."
Song Yu was shocked. It turned out that Xie Sui was lazy and sloppy when he went to school, relying on his hard work during the holidays.
He froze for a moment, and said jokingly: "Awesome, is this the secret technique you have hidden for many years?"
Xie Sui smiled: "Well, just tell you."
Across that distance, the words with laughter seemed to fall warmly in his ears.
Song Yu touched her earlobe embarrassedly: "Then do your homework well. I won't bother you anymore, just hang up."
Xie Sui chuckled, his voice lazy: "What are you hanging up? The homework is finished, but I haven't heard enough of your voice."
Song Yu's eyes widened slightly: "???"
It's very sweet in my heart, but the point is: "This is your first time in love? Thank God, isn't it bad? Love talks in one set."
Xie Sui: "Instinct."
Song Yu Tucao: "Before you were talents, but now everything is instinct."
Xie Sui's dark eyes looked far away from the bottom, but he spoke with a smile, sloppy, and joking: "Perhaps, we were lovers in the past."
In the last life.
His mention of these three words made Song Yu's whole person on guard and sad.
There was a long silence.
Xie Sui also seemed to have noticed something wrong with him, and shouted, "Yu Yu?"
In front of 008, Song Yu sneered at the original plot, blatantly ironic. But in the face of Xie Sui, it is impossible not to care.
According to 008's original words, Zhao Ziyu helped Xie Sui block a shot, so Xie Sui fell in love with him?
why?
Oh, it's been a long time before, and Zhao Ziyu talked heart and soul when two people were getting along on a desert island day and night.
Song Yu gritted his teeth and asked frankly: "Xie Sui, you like me, is it because I treat you well?"
Xie Sui didn't know how to answer this question. He pointed his finger on the table and smiled.
It's not.
How could it be.
After returning to city a in the previous life, the number of people who treated him well was countless, both true and false.
Even later, he will leave Xie's house with a plan to pretend to be destitute and poor, and some people are willing to selflessly accompany him and help him.
However, he doesn't need it.
Leng Xin had been deserted for a lifetime, he didn't know that he was so easily moved.
"Why do you think so?"
Xie Sui asked him.
Song Yu started to give an example: "If, I mean, if you didn’t meet me first, you met another person first. He chats with you all day, talking about the warm topics of childhood, family, and the past, and often Haunt you, show you his love and tenderness, and finally, when your enemy comes, give up life and death and help you block a shot. Will you like him?"
Xie Sui paused his hand at the table, and his eyes were calm and cold: "No."
"I don't like talking about those things with people, and I don't like being explored."
"If you get caught up again and again."
He jokingly said: "Maybe it was me who shot that shot."