Chapter 32: Brother and Abba, who do you want 2

Su Jinzhi sighed subtlely, lowered his eyes and said "um" softly.
"Is the birthday gift received?" There was a slight noise from the man, and he must have changed his posture. "Dad worked too late last night, so I didn't call to wish Jin's birthday a happy birthday, Jinzhi, are you angry?"
Su Jinzhi replied, "I'm not angry. I have received my father's gift. Thank you, father."
Song Mingxuan ’s birthday gift stopped in the garage this morning. It was a limited-edition sports car that boys of this age wanted to own. Song Yingchu did not receive such a valuable gift on his 18th birthday, and Song Mingxuan blinked his eyes. I bought the original without blinking, but forgot to call him and say happy birthday.
But in fact Su Jinzhi is not very interested in such sports cars. In contrast, he prefers Star Wars. It's just that even if he struggles for a few years, he can't afford to open it, I'm afraid he's not qualified to open it. And the original body most wanted not a sports car, all he wanted was a simple "Happy Birthday" from his relatives-Song Mingxuan or Song Yingchu.
"Just receive it. If you have anything else, just tell Auntie Hui or your brother, just call your father. Is the money enough? Would you like my father to call you more?" Song Mingxuan signed on the document, While telling the teenager as usual.
After hanging up with the driver this morning, he thought about calling the teenager. Xia Xi did a psychological check for the teenager last month, saying that his recent psychological condition is good, but since he was in a bad mood this morning, maybe it was because he forgot to tell the teenager happy birthday last night, so the teenager was only this morning Will be unhappy.
"Dad is very busy working this month and will be free to go home to see you next month"
Su Jinzhi listened to the man's words on the side of the phone that seemed to be gentle and practical but did not contain much concern. He slumped, then interrupted the man's words with a voice: "Dad"
Song Mingxuan's pen nibbleed, and the smooth vertical strokes stopped halfway, leaving a dark spot on the white paper. He heard the teenager seem to cry, frowned gravely, and asked, "Jinzhi?"
The teenager sucked his nose on the side of the phone and breathed softly and refused to speak.
Listening to his silence, Song Mingxuan pulled the pen holder attached to the end of the pen to the tip of the pen, changed his right hand to hold the mobile phone, and a soft voice completely different from his cold face leaked between his lips and teeth: "Jinzhi, what happened to you "What's the matter, just tell your dad if the exam is not done well? Don't worry, my dad will immediately call the teacher to help you take leave. Will you rest at home this week?"
One of Su Jin shouted from the bottom of my heart: I was so cool, shook my head and said dumbly, "Not good father, I don't want to ask for leave"
"Host, your human device has begun to collapse, please pay attention to your words and deeds, and now start the first punishment." No. 1 reminded him coldly.
When the electronic sound of the system machinery fell, Su Jinzhi felt a faint dull pain coming from the abdomen, and slowly spread towards his limbs and bones like the tide waves at sunset, clear but not intense, before he could Within the limits.
Originally a good obedient boy, he would not refuse others, nor understand rejection, and he would not clearly express his inner feelings to Song Mingxuan like Su Jinzhi today. He would only be silent, and would only silently accept everything Song Mingxuan gave him. Whether it is good or bad, whether it is happy or sad, accept it in its entirety.
In childhood, a person was the most emotionally sensitive period, and the original character made this characteristic stronger. He felt Song Mingxuan's indifference to him long ago.
From an outsider's perspective, Song Mingxuan may be very fond of him, almost responsive, but the original body can feel that Song Mingxuan supports him, in fact it is no different from raising a small pet without minions, and his concern for Song Yingchu is even more I do n’t know where to go--Song Yingchu ’s learning is down. Song Mingxuan will call to educate him personally. No matter how good or bad the original person is, Song Mingxuan will only appease or encourage him. Regardless of the result, he will support him. he.
Because there is no expectation, naturally there will be no disappointment.
Song Mingxuan never expected Song Jinzhi to do anything. Even if Song Jinzhi was too smart and threatened Song Yingchu's status, he might not hesitate to announce Song Jinzhi's true life history, ensuring that he did not have any qualification to compete with Song Yingchu for the Song family.
After all, pets can only be eligible to be petted if they hide their claws in the meat mat obediently.
What's more, the news that he was not Song Mingxuan's biological son was spread all over the world. No one would ever think that they were the biological father and son. The original body had long assumed it.
So no matter how gentle and gentle Song Mingxuan usually speaks to him, the original body knows clearly that in this home he is trying to maintain, only he can be abandoned at any time-under the appearance wrapped by thousands of pets, so Sad truth.
Song Mingxuan raised Song Jinzhi from childhood to big, but after the teenager began to remember, he never cried in front of himself, so Song Mingxuan frowned and frowned when he heard the crying voice that the teenager was talking about. Tighter: "Jin Zhi, have you cried?"
Route 1: "Second level."
"No" Su Jinzhi paused and took a deep breath to relieve the escalating pain. However, the sound in Song Mingxuan's ears was the youth's desire. "Dad, can you come back for a few days, I miss you so much"
The man remained silent.
No. 1 continued to chirp: "Level III."
Su Jinzhi couldn't bear the pain at last. He sat on the edge of the bath, curled his legs, closed his eyes and put his head on his knees. He was weak and sounded like he was extremely frustrated. "Sorry, Dad, you are very busy, I Should not say such a thing "
"It's okay, Jinzhi. Dad will be back tomorrow. Are you at home now?" Song Mingxuan said as he beckoned the secretary around to book the flight ticket. Today's teenager is so abnormal that Song Mingxuan has to wonder if he is Where was he bullied again.
"Well," Su Jinzhi responded gently, got up from the water, put on a pair of underpants, and didn't even have the strength to crawl into the bed and lie down.
Song Mingxuan also said: "Dad will wait for you to call the teacher for leave. You don't have to go to class tomorrow, can you rest at home?"
"No need, Dad." Su Jinzhi quickly refused. Although his original study was poor, he studied very hard but he was not absent. He would really not go to class tomorrow, and the number one would not give him a punishment of one or two or three. Simple, "As long as I can see my dad"
The juvenile's words didn't finish, but Song Mingxuan had heard the endless attachments in his words. He pursed his lips and softened his voice: "Okay, dad will be back tomorrow."
"Really?" The boy's voice rose slightly, leaping with joy, but quickly fell down again. "But Dad didn't say he was busy this month."
Song Mingxuan said, "Those who can work from home can also do it, Jin Zhi hasn't eaten yet? Go to eat first, and see my father after school tomorrow, okay?"
"Well, bye father."
"Goodbye Kinshi."
After Su Jin did his homework for his obedient baby, without continuing to collapse the character, No. 1 stopped the punishment. He coldly said to Su Jinzhi: "Host, you are here--"
"I'm doing a task." Su Jinzhi threw the mobile phone aside, rolled up the quilt and lay in the quilt, and said without redness, "I didn't collapse too much, don't you see Song Mingxuan obediently listening to my words and come back? ? If he doesn't come back, how can I do the task? "
Number one said: "You can save Bai Xinlu and Song Yingchu first."
"Oh, the two of them are so disgusting." Su Jinzhi waved without waiting for No. 1 to finish his words. "After I save Song Mingxuan, save them both."
Number One is indifferent: "Oh, that's it."
Su Jinzhi rubbed his painful stomach, and just a few times after punishing him, he didn't get nothing. At least he had determined the specific location of the physical illness. He asked No. 1: "No. 1 what kind of illness is this? "Stomach disease? Gastric ulcer?"
No. 1 hehe: "It's time to get off work, and I'll talk about it next time I go to work."
Off work? ? ?
"Can you ai, who loves life systems, still be off work?" Su Jinzhi asked incredulously. "Where is Zero, I'll ask for Zero."
No. 1 Road: "Why not? We also have human rights in Ai. No. 1 has gone on vacation. There is still a long way to go to build a harmonious society. The host should still do its job."
Su Jinzhi felt that he heard a bit of disdain from No. 1's usual indifferent electronic sounds, and No. 1 did disappear after saying that, and he shouted twice in his head and no one responded.
No one cares about him. Su Jinzhi touched his flat stomach and felt that he was not too hungry. He pulled the quilt up and started to sleep. During the period, Hui Hui came to call him for dinner and did not hear it.
"Second Master, it's time to eat. Second Master?" And Hui Ma knocked on the door several times, and she couldn't help seeing the young master opening the door, but she couldn't help but worried, but she couldn't push the door directly and asked to sit down at the table What should I do, Song Yingchu, "Master, I knocked on the door several times. Master II didn't come to open the door. Would you like Ajuan to bring him the meal?"
Song Yingchu took the knife and opened the canned dog, and put it in front of the shepherd dog he had, and let him eat at his feet. After hearing what Hui Ma said, he casually said, "I'm probably sleeping. He'll be hungry at night. Downstairs, leave him alone. "
auzw.com Huima nodded: "Well, I'll put some food for Master Er in the kitchen, right?"
Seeing that Song Yingchu didn't care what she said, she lowered her head and concentrated on watching her dog eat canned meat. Hui mother took a look at him, sighed and left.
Su Jinzhi slept directly until 11 o'clock in the evening. When he woke up, he looked at the extremely dark sky outside the window, and felt that the stomach, which had been uncomfortable in the afternoon, was even more uncomfortable now, with pantothenic acid from time to time and faint pain.
Will it be hungry? After all, he hadn't eaten for a day. Su Jinzhi rubbed his stomach downstairs and went to the kitchen to find food. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Hui Ma was obviously the porridge left to him. Su Jinzhi folded his hands and sighed, "Long live the food." He opened the chair and sat down in front of the table and ate it.
The cold porridge did not taste very good, but it still tasted delicious. Su Jinzhi didn't pay much attention. As long as it was not a dark dish, all the food was precious to him-after all, this kind of cooking in the interstellar era Things are rare and expensive, and most people can only afford nutrient solutions.
Song Yingchu, who was eating dinner, came in. He took a can of beer from the refrigerator, sat down in front of Su Jinzhi, and asked, "Jinzhi, why haven't you slept so late? I don't get off in the afternoon. eat."
Su Jinzhi lowered his head and whispered to him, "Fell asleep, but now hungry, come down and eat something."
Song Yingchu raised his eyebrows, looked at the bowl of cold porridge in front of him and said, "The porridge is cold, and you can eat it without warming it? Brother will give you a bowl of noodles again."
"I don't need my brother, I will go back to sleep immediately, my brother! Good night!" The boy immediately stood up from the table when he heard this, his movement was very rude, the ceramic bowl and spoon made a rattling impact, and he couldn't care too much. Many, put the bowl and spoon into the sink and hurried away.
Song Yingchu looked at the young boy who had fled near the desert, and his lips turned coldly, thinking that Bai Xinlu must have succeeded, otherwise Song Jinzhi would escape in panic when he heard him care so much? But hasn't Bai Xinlu started to punch him? Why is he afraid of this?
Song Yingchu chuckled and threw the beer can into the trash bin and returned to the room.
Su Jinzhi got up early the next day. Unlike most of the scum that cries when he hears of going to school, although he is a scum, he still looks forward to going to school-how many years he has never experienced it again. Such a youthful feeling! What's more, Su Jinzhi is not a scum at all. His grades in the galaxy's colleges are all a. Although he is not a college fighter, he is also a good student. If he does not believe, he will rely on his IQ and let Song Jinzhi be in Continue to be a scumbag in the school and be blinded by the student teacher. So Su Jinzhi washed his face, brushed his teeth, dressed in school uniform, and went downstairs, obediently sitting at the table waiting for breakfast.
So after Song Yingchu walked into the house after walking the dog, he saw the teenager who was holding a small sip of bread at the table.
The weather today is very good. Although it is only 7 am, the sun outside is already very big, and the warm and brilliant light is cast through a large French window, like a layer of broken gold poured on the young man's body. Song Yingchu squinted his eyes, and found for the first time that his nominal brother was so exquisite and beautiful. Others wore a large, bloated light blue school uniform on him, but he was worn out of his asceticism. breath.
His hair was not purely black, and it showed a warmer chestnut color in the sun, just like his eyes, light and transparent.
Hearing the movement, the young man bit his bread and looked at himself. The brown eyes looked like they were not awake, covered with a light layer of water, and the off-white lips were covered with beige bread. The crumbs, half of the scarlet tongue that was stretched out by the teenager, were counted in the entrance. Song Yingchu even imagined how wet it was. Hot and slippery. It was best for kneeling in front of a man. Gently open it and slowly close it. In the mill pumping, sending will bring people to the peak of love. Desire.
Just thinking about it that way, Song Yingchu felt that his body was warming up all of a sudden, and he suddenly felt that his brother didn't seem to be completely useless-at least his face, this body, was more violent than the white-faced Lu Xinlu, who was wearing a violent. , And those carefully tuned in Diamond Paradise. The MB taught out is more suitable for lying on a man's bed, and was savagely beaten. I was sobbed to cry for mercy.
"Are you going to class?" Song Yingchu stepped in front of him and looked at him condescendingly. "Want my brother to take you to class?"
Su Jinzhi swallowed the bread in his mouth, lowered his head to avoid the man's sight, and whispered, "Thank you brother, but don't use it, Jin Zhi can go alone."
When Song Yingchu approached his eyes, he felt that the brown eyes were as beautiful as water gems. When he saw the young man bowed his head and changed back to his original appearance, it was a little impatient, but his heart was full of interest. Where did Su Jinzhi reject?
He took Su Jinzhi's satchel on the side of the stool and turned away: "Eat out, I'll wait for you in the car."
It seemed that he could not refuse, Su Jinzhi could only drink the milk on the table and catch up. When he arrived at the garage, he found that his special car driver Shi Jun was already waiting there. After seeing Song Yingchu, Shi Jun bowed his head slightly and respectfully "Master."
Song Yingchu glanced at him and said, "Today I send Jinzhi to school, you go back."
Shi Jun did not immediately agree, but looked at Su Jinzhi hurriedly, seeing the latter nodded and confirmed before leaving.
"Brother" juvenile stood anxiously in front of him, staring at the bag he was carrying in his hands, but did not dare to, Song Yingchu gave him a funny look, opened the door of the back seat, threw the bag in, and was about to call When Su Jin got on the car, Yu Guang swept into a new car in the garage.
The car's body lines are extremely smooth and gorgeous, and it looks like an excellent work of art, but Song Yingchu can be sure-this car was not here yesterday.
Whoever can afford such a car as a gift does not have to think about it.
Song Yingchu suddenly lost the desire to open the door for the teenager. He opened the driver's door and sat in the car. He looked at the teenager from the rear-view mirror like a little quail, and then sat with his schoolbag in the back. Seat.
He kept his eyes down and was very quiet. Without the glory of children of this age, Song Yingchu could only see the faint shadows cast by his long drooping eyelashes at the bottom of his eyes, and the brown eye pupils which he could only occasionally see.
In the moment he drove the car in the garage, Song Yingchu asked, "Which car is your birthday gift from Dad?"
Su Jinzhi raised his head when he asked such a question, stretched his neck and glanced back, and answered, "Yes."
"It's a big deal." Song Yingchu smiled, and turned his eyes away from the teenager's white and slender neck, and turned to the wide road ahead. "Will Jin Zhi disapprove the gift from his brother?"
Song Yichu gave a limited-edition game machine, which can be regarded as a boy's preference. The gift was carefully taken apart by the original body, and then placed under the pillow-he was reluctant to play, because this suddenly changed back to the tenderness sent by that indifferent brother, perhaps the last time, so it seemed so precious.
"No!" Said the boy in a panic, explaining quickly, "I like the gift from my brother!"
Song Yingchu didn't say anything, ticked the corner of his lips and didn't speak again.
He didn't speak, and Su Jinzhi wouldn't talk to him on the ground. The two were speechless all the way. It wasn't until the school gate Su Jinzhi held the door and the door was ready to get out of the car. Do you prefer a gift from my father or from my brother? "
The man sat motionless in the front seat, but turned his head slightly to the side, looking at the young man questioningly.
-This is a proposition.
Su Jinzhi slid the door and said softly and firmly: "I like it from my brother and my dad."
"This way" Song Yingchu smiled and turned his head, "Goodbye Jinzhi."
Su Jinzhi stood outside the car and smiled and waved with him: "Brother again--"
Song Yingchu didn't wait for him to finish talking and immediately started the car to run away, feeding Su Jin one of his exhaust.
"Support target Song Yingchu's current rescue progress value: -10/100." Suddenly the number one snorted, "Host you can."
Su Jinzhi didn't want to face the data of this big scumbag, and opened the topic: "You started to work on the 1st."
No. 1 said: "No, I'll start the morning shift."
Su Jinzhi asked it: "Why don't you think so?"
No. 1 didn't answer, just reminded him coldly, "It's time for class."
"God mysterious" Su Jinzhi read it and walked towards his classroom with a schoolbag.
The original school was a private school. The children in the school were all children who were right and spoiled in the palms of their hands. It was not uncommon to see people but it was because their parents' identity was not good.
So Xiao Jinzhi, who was low-key and quiet, became the object of their bullying. Who made his name completely different from the routine of the Song family? The children's heads are simple, the original body never said, how can they want him to be Song Mingxuan's son.
After this incident was discovered by Song Mingxuan, he transferred Song Jinzhi to a public middle school—like Song Yingchu. He originally felt that Song Jinzhi should not be too hard, so he sent the teenager to a private school that focused on nurturing children's interests, but it turned out to be such a thing, so he quickly turned Song Jinzhi away. Although public schools are harder to read, he never requires young people to be good at school. After finishing high school casually, he can help him buy another university.
However, Song Jinzhi's situation after the transfer was not good.
He didn't study well and was boring. He would just stay in his seat and read a book all day. All this was incompatible with the vibrant boys around him, and he was naturally crowded out by the boys in his class. Many girls who had a crush on him because of his appearance also left after contacting him and found that he was such a gloomy and coldhearted person, so none of his friends who were originally at school.