sinovels Chapter 02 Don't You Have a Home?
Chapter 02 Don't You Have a Home?
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Wen Song looked at the man in front of him, but felt as if he had passed away.
The old boy has grown into an adult, with broad shoulders and long legs, and his facial features are like a product carefully carved by God. The suit on his body is of high quality, and he can tell that it is expensive at first glance.
Wen Song, on the other hand, was wearing second-hand clothes from Xianyu, and his trousers didn't fit well. No one knew that he had a small hole in the back of his T-shirt, and his whole body cost only 150 yuan.
Not seeing each other for just a few years, the two are already very different.
Wen Song hadn't seen any scenes in the past few years, but he didn't feel too embarrassed. Since he was holding a pirated canvas shoe in his left hand, he stretched out his right hand and said at the same time, "I am."
As the cool night breeze blew by, Wen Song's palm felt a little cool.
But no one shook his hand.
Fortunately, Wen Song has long been used to facing embarrassing scenes, and he is ready to withdraw his hand.
Just a second before he withdrew his hand, Yi Lou suddenly moved. He stretched out his left hand and wrapped Wen Song's right hand completely in his palm. The two skins touched, and the chill in Wen Song's palm was quickly dispelled.
Wen Song was taken aback.
Before Wen Song could notice anything, Yi Lou let go of his hand expressionlessly, and said, "I've heard about your family, and my uncle and aunt, I'm sorry."
Wen Song paused for a while, then narrowed his eyes and laughed, waved his hands and said, "How many months have passed, I'm already fine, don't you know, I don't like them all the time, I'll die when I die, what's the point sad."
Yi Lou frowned.
Wen Song looked away. He looked sideways at the street lamp. He hadn't seen him in the past few years. Both of them had changed a bit. Wen Song was taller, but also a lot thinner. His jaw line was very clear under the light. .
"I was wrong for those words back then."
Wen Song suddenly came back to his senses, he turned his head and looked at Yi Lou suspiciously, it took a while to understand what Yi Lou was referring to, he smiled, with a sense of alienation in his politeness, and said: "It doesn't matter. "
Speaking of this, Wen Song glanced down at his watch, and found that it was approaching the early morning, and if it was later, Gu Linchuan might be picky again.
So Wen Song said: "Call me if you have something to do. I have something to do now, so I have to go back first."
After finishing speaking, Wen Song was about to turn around. Before he could take a step, he felt a strong force coming from his arm. Wen Song frowned and turned to look at Yi Lou.
Yi Lou frowned even tighter, looking deeply into Wen Song's eyes with complicated eyes, and said, "I can help you, even if it's an apology for leaving without saying goodbye back then."
Wen Song stared into Yi Lou's eyes. He has always been unable to read people's hearts. He didn't know whether Yi Lou's words at this moment were true or false.
After a while, Wen Song said: "I also made mistakes back then. Besides, I am young and ignorant, so I have nothing to apologize for."
Hearing Song's words, he politely refused.
But Ke Yilou didn't seem to understand, as if to express his sincerity, he continued: "No. 339 Songhua Street, look for a person named Zhang Qian, she knows about the bar."
Wen Song's eyes tightened, his expression became vigilant, and he said coldly, "Are you investigating me?"
He now looks like a hedgehog with its thorns erected, his whole body is full of defense.
However, the former Wen Song was not like this. He was the only child of the Wen family, and he was also a man of the hour in high school.
Countless girls are flocking to him, he often stands on the podium, and he will pretend to be cool and give speeches, just to get everyone's amazing eyes.
It's a pity that time flies, and everyone's appearance has changed.
It's as if Yi Lou is now a full head taller than Wen Song, standing in front of Wen Song, can completely cover him.But Wen Song is not young, he has become gloomy and mysterious.
He shook off Yi Lou's arm, turned around, and said, "You don't have to worry about my affairs. Before I hate you, don't meddle in my life."
The next second, Yi Lou said, "What do you mean by life, is staying by Gu Linchuan's side?"
Wen Song paused, turned his back to Yilou, rubbed his chin with his fingers, and didn't stop until there was a red mark, because this place Gu Linchuan touched just now was really disgusting.
But at the same time, when Wen Song spoke, his voice was indescribably infatuated, and said: "Of course, I have liked him for many years, so I have to trick him no matter what."
"I like him so much, I wish I could be with him forever, he can do whatever he wants me to do."
When Wen Song said this, his teeth would chatter because of excitement, so he looked a little sick.
He had to trick Gu Linchuan onto the sticky board first, and then he could lift the knife in his hand and dissect him section by section.
Since people can never empathize, let Gu Linchuan experience the pain and fear of others, then he should understand, right?
As soon as Wen Song's voice fell, the air became silent.
The two are clearly separated by a few steps, but they seem to be straddling the gutter.
They seem to have really become strangers.
"Auntie's car accident caused something tricky behind it." Yi Lou pursed his lips, then dropped the bait.
He was hooked.
Wen Song turned around, stared into Yi Lou's eyes, and said, "What do you know?"
Yi Lou stood where he was, looked at Wen Song quietly, and said, "Uncle Wen has an old house in the suburbs that I bought. Come over this weekend and I'll tell you."
Wen Song lowered his eyes and said softly, "Yi Lou, you'd better not lie to me."
Yi Lou hummed.
"The past is the past. I also tell you clearly that I don't care anymore. You don't have to hold on to the past."
But Yi Lou quickly said, "I'm not only for you, if it wasn't for my aunt, I would definitely not be alive now."
Wen Song was taken aback, then raised his eyes and looked into Yi Lou's eyes, but couldn't see his real purpose clearly.
Can I trust him?
Wen Song didn't know, he only knew about the path he was on, and there was no one he could trust, they would gather when they came, and disperse when they left, and everyone took advantage of each other, but it was all right.
Only sincerity is difficult to grasp and even more difficult to believe.
But Wen Song finally nodded, looked into Yi Lou's eyes, and said, "I will go, including Songhua Street."
After finishing speaking, Wen Song turned around again. He was barefoot, stepping on the asphalt road. The road was somewhat dirty, and the scratch on the sole of his foot was also covered with dust.
To be honest, it kind of hurts.
Wen Song wanted to keep himself as decent as possible in front of Yi Lou, so he suppressed the pain, quickened his pace, and turned into the path, but the eyes behind him disappeared quickly.
Wen Song breathed a sigh of relief, then sat on the side of the road and looked down at the soles of his feet.
The blood on the soles of the feet has condensed, but the soles of the feet have become dirty and black, but there is still a long time away from the Gu family, and Wen Song has to continue walking.
At this moment, a stray cat suddenly appeared on the side of the road. It meowed a few times and walked to Wen Song's feet. It seemed that Wen Song had a similar temperament to it.
Wen Song's fingers trembled, then lowered his eyes, carefully stroking the stray cat's soft fur, feeling the pulsation of the kitten's warm skin, and said softly: "Are you homeless too?"
The kitten licked his ankle.
Wen Song's brows and eyes immediately became gentle. Under the dim moonlight, he could vaguely see the shadow of the gentle young man standing on the podium a few years ago.