Chapter 150: One hundred and fifty gangsters

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During the period of healing, Xiao Yuanmu seemed to be able to light up his love skills without a teacher.
Every day when you get up, Song Yan and the eyes open will always get a kiss, and then Xiao Yuanmu just woke up with some hoarse voices: "I heard that people who have good morning kisses every day will spend the most Happy day. "
Xiao Yuanmu has always eaten less than Song Yanhe. Recently, because of injuries he needs to avoid eating, he eats less. Although he does n’t eat much, he still loves to cook with his injured leg. What he loves to do every day Just watching Song Yanhe finish eating his meal and boasting that it ’s delicious, and every time, he would say, "I hope I can cook for you all my life."
Maybe because of the injury, he even had less work to do, so he fell asleep earlier than usual. This time he would fall asleep with Song Yehe at the same time. Before the two fell asleep, he always used the beautiful pair. Eyes stared at Song Yonghe, and then laughed, "It's nice to have you."
After spending a few days like this, Song Ye and Sui once suspected that Louis had read Xiao Yuanmu's books like "Love Cheats" or "How to Please Your Partner", but searched the entire apartment and couldn't find it.
Just before Song Kun and doubting whether Xiao Yuanmu had changed or was reborn again, Xiao Lin came from country D to rice country.
His health is still not good, but when he appears in front of outsiders, no one can see the major obstacles. If there is no systematic reminder, Song Xunhe could not see his weakness.
Xiao Lin came to Xiao Yuanmu's apartment by himself, without Mrs. Xiao and no bodyguards. Her serious face was still serious, and she was still full of momentum.
He first greeted Song Yehe and said, "I heard you have been a long time, Mr. Xiao Song, if there is a chance in the future, I hope we can talk."
Song Yonghe nodded with a smile, called Uncle Sheng politely, and then waited downstairs.
He thought that Xiao Lin should come over and chat with Xiao Yuanmu for a while. After all, a lot of things have happened recently, including the amputation of his younger son's legs. The two brothers each said that they were framed by each other, and Mrs. Xiao. Suddenly fell ill.
However, Xiao Lin went downstairs in less than fifteen minutes, again. He politely greeted Song Yehe and left.
Song Kun and watched him enter the elevator, then immediately turned upstairs.
In the study, Xiao Yuanmu stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his back was straight and sturdy, and he stared out the window so lowly that he looked at the ants in the ground, his eyes indifferent and calm.
This is a look that Song Yuan and He haven't seen for a long time. It should be said that this is the look that Xiao Yuanmu did not show in front of him.
Song Zhenghe stood at the door for more than ten seconds, and Xiao Yuanmu didn't respond at all. He could only call him out loud.
"Xiao Yuanmu."
In most cases, when the two were facing each other alone, Song Xunhe was the full name of Xiao Yuanmu, and Xiao Yuanmu was completely emotional, sometimes he was called peace, sometimes he and Bao, But more often, they are silent gazes, because with one look, Song Xihe will find out, and then save the title, the two will talk directly.
At this point, hearing Song Quan and his full name, Xiao Yuanmu's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes shrouded in black mist regained his vitality, and then his eyes focused on Song Ji and his body with light behind the door.
He paused before asking, "How come up?"
Xiao Yuanmu's voice was a little dumb, like someone who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly sounded, and finally calmed after choking for a long time, but his voice still leaked his emotions.
Almost immediately, Song Xunhe discovered that Xiao Yuanmu's mood was wrong.
He thought that Xiao Lin seemed to have a little look before leaving, and he couldn't help raising his worry. He walked towards Xiao Yuanmu quickly, but he heard a voice in his mind just after taking two steps: "Don't go. 】
Before I have time to ask why, Song Yunhe listened to the system and said, "At this time, Xiao Yuanmu's emotional value is really very low, but now you have no meaning in the past, now you can comfort him, but after 15 days? Have you forgotten that you will leave him after fifteen days? Compared to his current mood swings, I think his mood swings will be more serious after ten days. At that time, you could not comfort him, and let him Habits are actually good for improving immunity. 】
Song Yan and Wen Yan paused for a moment, ignored the system, and continued to Xiao Yuanmu.
"do not come."
Xiao Yuanmu turned around and turned his back to Song Yunhe, his voice was a bit heavy, and he was still a little dumb.
He said, "I want to be quiet."
This is the first time Xiao Yuanmu has refused his approach, Song Yan and some hesitant thoughts.
The words of the system did not stop Song Yunhe from stopping, but Xiao Yuanmu stopped him.
"Is there anything happening?" Song Xunhe stood there for a long time, then asked quietly.
"I just want to be quiet for a while." Xiao Yuanmu did not turn around, with a hint of exhaustion in his tone: "Let me be alone for a while, okay?"
After hearing this "OK," Song Yunhe could not refuse.
He nodded, and realized that Xiao Yuanmu was invisible, and said good again.
After making his voice, Song Yanhe stared at Xiao Yuanmu's back, looking forward to something in his heart, but Xiao Yuanmu didn't move and didn't mean to turn around at all.
The corners of the lips of Song Yan and Shui pursed tighter, then turned and walked out step by step.
I don't know why, before walking to the door, he suddenly remembered a dream that had been repeated these few nights.
In the dream, he was still a child. His parents took him out for a picnic. A little girl wanted to fly a kite with him. He ran away the little girl and made the family cry.
Mother came over and asked him, "Why did you drive that kid away?"
He replied, "I don't like her."
My mother disagreed, "Did your mother ever tell you that you should be kind to your friends?"
He grabbed a kite that was taller than him and pouted, "But she's not my friend. I don't know her."
"Then you can think of her as a new friend you just met." Mom rubbed his head with a smile, curious. "But mom thinks the little girl is cute, why don't you like her?"
In the dream, he pursed his lips and replied, "I have someone I like, and of course I can't like others."
The mother's expression was surprised, but her eyes smiled: "Can the baby tell mom, who do you like?"
"Xiao Yuanmu."
Whenever you say Xiao Yuanmu's name, Song Xunhe will wake up.
This was a dream, and it was actually one of his few memories with his parents. The difference between memories and dreams was only after the mother asked him why he didn't like the little girl.
In memory, he answered: Because he doesn't want anyone to play his kite, he likes it very much.
In the dream, the answer became Xiao Yuanmu.
In his dream, after his answer, his mother smiled and said something, but at that time, he was about to wake up and couldn't hear anything.
So in the past few days, Song Yehe was thinking about what his mother would say to him if he knew he was with Xiao Yuanmu.
He thought for a long time, but could not think of anything, because although his mother's memory is profound, it is too far away, so long that he can't be like other children, there are more than ten years to understand each other with his parents.
In his memory, his mother has always been gentle and kind, but when he grows up, he knows that most mothers are gentle and kind in front of children. His memory is not much, and he can't put together a personality.
So he returned to the house where he lived with his parents for the first time on his eighteenth birthday, and found three diaries in his mother's room, a diary written by his parents in love, a diary during pregnancy, and one A record of his growth left by his parents after he was born.
In the diary of parents' love, they wrote their affection, the country and the road they went through, and their affection for each other.
The mother's pregnancy diary records the surprise from the moment he knew he was pregnant, to the little bit before he was born, each revealing the expectation and love of the child in the belly of a mother.
And his growth diary is full of his parents ’expectations of him. They have very little expectation of him. They are completely different from the expectations of other children ’s parents who put pressure on their children. They want him: happy, kind, brave, Never regret, have the ability to love and be loved, and then they can relive the country and the road they went through when they were in love.
More than that, they want him to know how much they love him.
Song Zheng and some of them forgot how they felt when they saw these things at the age of 18. But he firmly remembered that he took the three diaries to his parents' graveyard that day and told them that he would not disappoint their expectations. After he graduated from college, he would definitely relive the path they had gone through and complete them. Desire.
Re-travel the country and road that parents went through when they were in love. This is the expectation of the parents and the promise made by Song Ye and the adult.
This promise, once the belief of Song Yunhe, supported his belief that he went on alone.
So in the beginning, Song Yunhe had no doubt that he would return to his own world.
It was only with the passage of time that the things he firmly believed in began to shake. After that dream, he would even think that if he renounced his commitment to his parents, would they be disappointed? He will still understand and bless him, because although he failed to do the last one, he did the one he had thought he might never be able to do before-the ability to love and be loved.
Song Yunhe was at a loss. He didn't know whether "revisiting the path parents took" was more in line with his parents 'expectations for him, or "the ability to love and be loved" was more in line with his parents' expectations for him.
These days, he is struggling with these two choices all the time, but when he saw the door, he suddenly remembered that when he was a kid, he told his mother that he liked the kite very much, so he did n’t want to share it with others, and the mother said to him Passed words.
"Since baby loves this kite so much, will you take good care of it?"
He naturally answered.
The mother took it seriously and said to him, "Hey, like it is a very serious thing. You can be interested in drawing and then put down the brush in a few days. You can be interested in model airplanes and then The sky is high, but you can't say you like it. "
"Like is an expression of your love for one person and one thing. This means that you are willing to give up many things to protect the share you have. You are willing to give up your model airplane and tank car for this kite. ?"
Perhaps scared by his mother's serious expression, he thought for a long time, and finally answered, "No."

Then you ca n’t say you like it, baby, but now you do n’t know what it ’s like to be normal. Mom just wants to tell you that if one day you come across a lot of things you are willing to give up, whether it ’s people or people, Things, then you must stick to it, because you can get love if you stick to it. "
"Do you know? Baby, if you can find the things and people you love, then you will be a great person. Mom wants you to be such a person, but you do n’t need to look for it just because your mother is looking forward to it. Because that's your life. "
This period of memory is so long. When Song Yong and the complete memory are remembered, the red eyes are far from the speed of turning.
At this moment he suddenly figured out the problem that had been tangled before. Instead of going back to the path that his parents had gone through, they may be more eager to see that he can find a lifelong lover, because instead of what they expected of him, they have been What is even more hopeful is that he can bravely decide his life.
Xiao Yuanmu heard the footsteps lighten a little bit, heard that the study room was quieter than before with each breath, and the light in his eyes was dimmed.
He suddenly remembered what Xiao Lin asked him:
"You love Song Yunhe, does he love you?"
"Can you be sure he loves you?"
"Even if you are sure, can you be sure that you will always be together?"
"The Xiao family has no precedent for same-sex couples, nor will it make an exception for you. Those relatives live by the old rules. In order to maintain the old school tradition, they can even ignore many things. You can guarantee that your insistence can Protect your lover? "
"Xiao Yuanmu, you are still too young. Do you think you can protect him for a while, or for a lifetime?"
"Once you have any accidents, you will not be able to leave Song Jiahe, a family member of the Xiao family, and you will be the target of criticism. I know your dispute with your brother. He is incompetent if he fails, but he is also the Xiao family. You In this way, to tell the truth, I had expected it so I was not disappointed, but you were so heart-pulled to a man that you were not sure whether you really loved you, and you sent your weakness to the whole world, I was disappointed . "
"Xiao Yuanmu, I'm your father. Even if we don't get along well, I know you very well, because you are like me, you ask yourself, you really feel that Song Yehe loves you as much as you love him ? If so, why are you so careful to stay beside him, as insecure as if you were afraid you would run away? "
Xiao Lin's questions followed one another, and Xiao Yuanmu did not answer any of them, but his heart was not without fluctuations.
Not because Xiao Lin said, he felt that Song Xunhe didn't love him, but because he was afraid he couldn't protect him.
Xiao Yuanmu looked down at his trembling hands, and the dark mist shrouded his eyes, and the shadows covered his eyes.
Xiao Lin made a lot of mistakes, but was right-if something goes wrong, Song Xunhe will definitely be the target of criticism.
But despite this, he also ...
The distant footsteps suddenly stopped, and Xiao Yuanmu's thoughts were gloomy. He pressed the pause button along with the quiet study. He put down his raised hand, and the slender eyelashes trembled slightly, waiting for a sound. Let it all return to its original track.
I don't know how long, maybe a few seconds, maybe a few minutes, or maybe even longer, Xiao Yuanmu heard footsteps, stepped on the wooden floor, clicked and let him hold his breath.
"Xiao Yuanmu." Song Yuan and Qingrun sounded, Xiao Yuanmu subconsciously straightened his back straight, he said, "Did your father say something to you, so you are sad now."
Xiao Yuanmu squinted slightly at the corner of his mouth, and the hand on the side shook gently, without speaking.
"Did you not say that I will not make you sad if I do nothing?" Song Xunhe stepped closer, stood half a step away from Xiao Yuanmu, and looked at his back: "If you want to be alone , But I don't want to leave you alone, you must stay here, wouldn't you be sad? "
Xiao Yuanmu's shaking hand tightened into a fist, and answered with a husky voice: "No."
"Will you be upset or angry with me?"
"will not."
"What if I hug you?" Song Yonghe took a step forward and hugged him from behind, "Will you drive me away?"
Xiao Yuanmu trembled, and after a few seconds he replied, "No."
"Isn't it now, or will it never be?"
Song Huan and his soft chin were attached to his scapula. The chin shook slightly when he spoke, and the tremor went up along his spine, spreading around, along with the blood and bone marrow.
"……forever and always."
Song Yehe laughed and hugged him tightly: "Then you treat me as if I don't exist, just stay alone."
Xiao Yuanmu's hand on his side lifted a little, and put it down without any trace, and then gave a soft hum.
Song Xihe just hugged him from behind, silently silent, and then accompanied him.
Xiao Yuanmu stood by the window, and suddenly found that someone looking at the street downstairs had a completely different feeling from someone holding him behind to watch the street downstairs.
The various pedestrians passing from noisy to lively, the old fountain in the central park refracts the light under the shroud of light, beautiful and warm, and the city view of Y City, which is in front of the eyes, has become boring and beautiful everywhere.
The warm body temperature was uploaded from the person behind him, making Xiao Yuanmu very greedy. The at the bottom of his heart has been dispelled a little bit, but he was reluctant to let Song Yanhe loosen, and just wanted to maintain this posture, how long can he maintain Lasts so long.
For a moment, Xiao Yuanmu could feel Song Yu and his love for him from the ease and tranquility in front of him.
Xiao Lin asked him if Song Yehe loved him as much as he loved him.
Xiao Yuanmu was not stabbed by this sentence, because he never felt that only equal weight of love can be together, whether he loves Song Yan and more or Song Song and loves him more, it is not to him It will cause trouble because he knows that they love each other, which is enough, and if more is pursued, it will become greedy.
Greed will never end well. This is what Xiao Yuanmu knew before the first rebirth, and he will not do worse after the second rebirth.
But the moment Song Yonghe embraced him, he suddenly felt that sometimes being greedy might not be bad.
For example, now, there is no need to say anything, he also knows Song Yun and loves him.
Compared to Xiao Lin's assumptions used to fight psychological warfare, the company at the moment is more important than anything.
However, he was suddenly not so sure whether he would be able to accompany Song Kun and the long time he expected.
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