Chapter 40

Song Yi nodded and knew that she couldn't drive and was not responsible for herself or others.

On the road, he leaned against the co pilot and remained motionless. His mind was full of neglected and forgotten details of his life.

What he couldn't understand, now he figured it out.

He remembers a rainstorm when he was a child. At that time, everyone was still BB machines, which was not as convenient as calling now. The teacher organized the students at the school gate to wait for their parents to pick them up. Song Yi watched her peers disappear one by one, Finally, it was dark and he was left standing alone under the eaves. The head teacher had no choice but to send him home. Zhao Hongyan saw Song Yi, who was wet all over, and asked him calmly how he had come back.

Song Yi has forgotten what she said, but the head teacher's sympathetic eye memory is especially deep.

In the third year of senior high school, he stayed up late to read and study in the early morning. Zhao Hongyan played mahjong with his friends all night, laughing and making noises. The noisy Song Yi couldn't read any books at all. Only by plugging his ears with cotton could he calm down.

At that time, he was young, and did not realize what was wrong with Zhao Hongyan. He did not know what was wrong with Zhao Hongyan. He thought that most of his families were like this. It was not until he lived in his dorm room at university and met his roommate's mother that Song Yi realized Zhao Hongyan's "abnormal".

After so many years, time has let him feel relieved, but today he learned that he was not his own, that the unimportant things in the past and Zhao Hongyan's extremely fragmentary behavior are all worth pondering.

Arrived at the hospital parking lot, Song Yi looked at the roof of the car for a few seconds, reaction to get off.

Gu Xingchuan twisted his neck and fixed his eyes on Song Yi's face. He seldom saw Song Yi's dejected appearance. His calm and indifferent image in peacetime was completely different.

Song Yi twisted the handle a few times, but couldn't open the door. The safety lock didn't open. Looking back at Gu Xingchuan, she had a slight flush around her eyes, as if she was about to cry out.

Looking at each other, as if by lightning, Gu Xingchuan gave a fierce blow in his heart. Involuntarily, he leaned over to squeeze Song Yi's jaw and bit the flesh of his side cheek.

Pain involved in the rational, Song Yi's senses restart, clearly smelling Gu Xingchuan's familiar breath, like playing a tranquil, there is a sense of security.

Gu Xingchuan looked into his eyes and said in a calm voice, "don't be afraid. I'm here."

"Thank you." Song Yi seriously said, very sincere thanks, thank you for Gu Xingchuan can accompany him at this time.

Gu Xingchuan touched his hair, opened the door of the driver's seat, got out of the car, went around to the co pilot and opened the door, "come on, I'll go up with you."

Song Yi acquiesced. Now he can't pay attention to his childish love. If he can face with Gu Xingchuan, at least he has a lot of confidence.

In the afternoon, the hallway of the hospital was cold and clear, and a few happy looking women in the Department of gynecology and obstetrics walked slowly with their stomachs.

Song Jie goes to do her daily physical examination. Zhao Hongyan is knitting a sweater leisurely in Song Jie's single room. When she sees Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan Yi coming in one after another, they move their hands for a meal. They don't naturally turn around and continue to knit sweaters out of the window.

"Mom, I have something to talk to you about." Song Yi tried her best to keep her voice steady and emotional.

Zhao Hongyan took a look at him, put the thread ball in his hand on the sofa, patted his skirt, and walked out without saying a word.

Song Yi followed, and they stopped in the empty tea room.

In the afternoon, the warm sun shines through the glass window. There is a sense of emptiness and quietness. Zhao Hongyan turns around, looks at Song Yi, and tightly purses his mouth, "are you with Xiaogu?"

Song Yi looked at her, closed her eyes and said, "let's do a paternity test."

Zhao Hongyan was shocked, staggered back two steps, nearly fell to the ground, can't believe looking at Song Yi, "what are you talking about?"

"Let's do a paternity test." Song's sour voice is smooth.

Zhao Hongyan took a breath of cold air, with fear and uneasiness in his eyes, "well done, how do you suddenly want to do this?"

"I did a blood group test. I and Xiaojie, as well as you and Dad, are not the same blood type."

"You..."

Song Yi shook her fist. "I'm not your son, am I?"

Zhao Hongyan bowed her head and was stiff. She kneaded the corner of her dress with one hand. Song Yi could not see her expression, but saw her trembling hand, which looked very tangled.

Song Yi did not urge her, half ring, Zhao Hongyan raised his head, with a sad color on his face, a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, "yes, you are my and your father's foster."

She glanced at Song Yi, then lowered her head and said, "I have been married with your father for several years, and there have been no children. Your grandmother has been urging me all the time. All my relatives and friends say that I am a hen who doesn't lay eggs. I can't stand this anger. I discussed with your father and held a child from outside. I didn't expect In two years, there will be Xiaojie. "

Song Yi opened her mouth, looked at her and asked, "where are my biological parents?"

Zhao Hongyan looked at him again and sighed, "I don't know. At that time, I bought it from others. I heard that your biological parents didn't have much money and could not afford to have several children. So we took some money and changed you back."Song Yi pinched the bridge of his nose. The situation was similar to what he had guessed. But Zhao Hongyan himself said it, but he was still a little depressed.

Zhao Hongyan took a few breaths and shook his head. He was helpless. "You are different from other children since you were young. As your father said, none of our children of the same generation can match you. In our hearts, you are no different from our own. We treat Xiaojie what we do, and we never treat you badly. But there are too many things in your heart Well, you're not like other kids. We don't have so many people in your mind. "

After a pause, she took a tentative look at Song Yi, and continued: "you came to me today to do paternity testing. My heart is too cold. Others say that raising kindness is greater than giving birth to kindness. I raise you so much that you can be a model. Isn't it better than your biological parents?"

After listening to these words, Song Yi was not in a good mood today. She could barely cooperate with her parents. She didn't want Zhao Hongyan to say these sour words. She took a few deep breaths and calmed down. She said, "I don't know what my biological parents are like, but you've done a bad job as a mother."

Zhao Hongyan breathes slowly and stares at him.

Song Yi looked at her calmly and turned to walk outside the tea room.

He doesn't want to listen to Zhao Hongyan. He just wants to take Gu Xingchuan home, have a meal cooked by Gu Xingchuan, and get some warm comfort from Gu Xingchuan. He doesn't want to take care of these broken things at all.

Zhao Hongyan looked at his determined back, bit his lips, raised money, and quickly followed him up, "Xiaoyi, don't worry, I have something to ask you."

Song Yi looks at her and doesn't want to talk.

Zhao Hongyan hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "are you with Xiaogu?"

"What do you ask this for?" Song Yi frowned.

Zhao Hongyan was embarrassed and said in a low voice, "don't worry about your mother. You can't see you at ordinary times. I want to talk to you about this last time."

She coughed and looked at Song Yi and said, "Xiao Gu has chased Shen Li before. Now he and his two suitors are together. Have you ever considered Shen Li's feelings?"

Song Yi wants to laugh. Although this is not funny at all, in this absurd scene, it makes him feel funny, "who am I with? Why should I consider Shen Li's feeling?"

Don't say that he is not with Gu Xingchuan. Even if he is together, what does it have to do with Shen Li?

Shen Li never agreed to the pursuit of either of them.

Zhao Hongyan was embarrassed, bathed in Song Yi's sight, very ashamed. His voice was like a mosquito, "Shen Li, after all, helped our family You do this... "

Song Yi chuckled, her mouth slightly sneered and cocked, "Mom, do you know why I didn't go to Manchester University at that time?"

Zhao Hongyan was stunned. "Didn't you forget to fill in the blanks, so you didn't get the escort quota?"

Song Yi shook her head, clear voice, word by word, "it was Shen Li who asked me to give it to him. There were only two of us competing for this quota. I didn't forget to write it. I did it on purpose."

"So we don't have to feel that we owe Shen Li anything. Our family doesn't owe him anything." Song Yi has a strong voice.

Shen Li's family seems to have great expectations for him. They want Shen Li to get the escort quota. However, compared with Song Yi's achievements, Shen Li is far behind. Shen Li mentions the 50000 yuan he once helped the Song family. He doesn't want the money. As long as Song Yi deliberately releases water and gives the quota to himself, everything can be written off.

He sincerely thanks Shen Li for his helping hand and always remembers this good thing, but what should be paid back has already been paid back, and it has been settled for a long time.

Zhao Hongyan didn't know what was wrong with her tears. She put her hands over her face and sobbed. Her voice was plaintive, "how can he do this? How can he do this How could he do such a thing. "

Song Yi frowned. He didn't cry for such a big thing just now. He couldn't see it anymore. He patted Zhao Hongyan on the shoulder. His tone was relieved, "it's nothing. I didn't have the financial ability to get into our family. X-play was also very good. I didn't regret it."

Zhao Hongyan shook his head vigorously. His tears flowed down his fingers and fell to the ground. "He is too much. How can he do this..."

Song Yi comforted her a few words. Zhao Hongyan gradually stopped crying, wiped his tears and walked out without saying a word. His steps were deep and shallow, as if he had suffered a great blow.

Song Yi couldn't figure out where her excitement came from. He was a bit upset when she was given the quota. If she could study drama in Manchester, her future would be better than today.

But then he wanted to open up. He didn't have the money to study in the exam. His family couldn't afford to spend so much money abroad. He was very satisfied to know so many excellent teachers and classmates.

Song Yi returns to Song Jie's ward, and there is no figure. He takes out his mobile phone and is about to call.

The attending doctor came in holding the file folder and said with a smile, "you have a relationship to use it early. I have been worried that the patient's platelet will not be available..."

Song Yi looked at him suspiciously, "what's the relationship?"The attending doctor said, "don't you know the stationmaster of X District blood station? We've just been called, and platelet resources are given priority to your sister. "

Song Yi's heart relaxed, now don't worry about Song Jie.

The attending doctor looked at him, blinked his eyes, and his tone improved, "how do you know the stationmaster? Can you introduce us? "

Song Yi politely smiles and sends a message to Gu Xingchuan. They meet in the parking lot.

He leaned against the car door of McLaren and held his arm. His mind was thinking about everything. The regular footsteps behind him sounded. Gu Xingchuan came over and touched his plush hair. He pinched his face and asked, "are you hungry? Let's go to dinner. "

Song Yi's thinking stagnated at a loss. He did not eat yet. He touched the bridge of his nose and said sincerely, "thank you for Xiaojie's business."

Gu Xingchuan is not used to him, opened the door, Nunu chin, "a phone thing, you do not need to thank me."

Song Yi bowed her head and gave a smile. She got into the copilot. After all the mess today, she felt very comfortable and stable. "Where are we going to eat?"

Gu Xingchuan took a rather unexpected look at him. He took a kiss at Song Yi's mouth and whispered, "let's go to Beihu No.9."

Song Yi squinted at him, "I don't want to have a big meal, I want to eat your cooking."

Gu Xingchuan's eyes suddenly lit up, dark and bright, like a star. He looked at Song Yi happily for a few seconds. A bright smile appeared in the corner of his mouth and a light "um" was heard.

They went home twice, and Song Yi's food was not very good. Gu Xingchuan put on his apron and went into the kitchen neatly. Song Yi wanted to help him to wash and cut vegetables. Gu Xingchuan pushed his shoulder out of the door and said, "you are clumsy. Just wait for dinner."

Song Yi was quiet and quiet. He took a novel and half reclined on the sofa to read it. Gu Xingchuan seemed to be in a good mood. Sometimes he hummed English songs, which were good to hear.

There is a lazy smell in the air, and the sound in the kitchen is buzzing. There is a kind of plain happiness. Song Yi's mood is bright and calm. How should I live my life.

He always wanted to be open. Before he was alone, everything came. Now there is a small bottle cap in his stomach. This is nothing.

After a while, Gu Xingchuan came out of the kitchen with a bowl of steaming fresh shrimp porridge in his hand. He straddled on Song Yi's legs and stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, "you can have congee first, and other dishes will come out of the pot later."

Song Yi can't move her thigh. Before, he asked Omega to sit like this, which is quite beautiful. If you sit in Gu Xingchuan's seat, her legs are almost crushed and numb. "You look very thin. Why is it so heavy?"

Gu Xingchuan looked at him with pride, "my body fat rate is only 8%." His free hand touched Song Yi's abdomen, gently pinched it, and winked vaguely, "your stomach is the same as being pregnant."

Song Yi picked his eyelids and looked at him. He guessed quite accurately. He snorted, "I haven't been exercising recently, otherwise it's not worse than you."

Gu Xingchuan saw that he had no appetite for the time being. He put the porridge on the tea table, put his arm around Song Yi's neck, and looked at him face to face, "what's wrong with you today?"

"I don't want to say that." Song Yi doesn't mention those broken things at all.

Gu Xingchuan kisses his forehead, then rubs his nose, "OK, I don't ask you until you want to tell me yourself"

Song Yi has no reaction and looks at him lazily.

Gu Xingchuan said again that he had a kiss on the cheek, but Song Yi still didn't respond. He stuck to Song Yi's ear and asked in a low voice, "is it only when the tongue kisses you that you can react?"

Song Yi smile, "you want me to kiss, your request is too high."

Gu Xingchuan was unconvinced, licking his cold lip line, sketching the tip of his tongue, and rubbing it bit by bit, "don't say I'll kiss you, don't you enjoy it?"

To tell you the truth, Song Yi enjoys it sometimes, but it can't be shown. He sneers and says, "your kissing skill is very good. How many people have you practiced it?"

Gu Xingchuan low smile, voice implied low dumb, "are you jealous?"

Song Yi gave him a blank look, "what kind of vinegar do I eat?"

Gu Xingchuan squinted in displeasure. He pinched Song Yi's jaw like a bully molesting a good woman. His warm breath interweaved. "Sometimes my songs have rap. I practiced playing tongue for a period of time."

He said, like a show of skill, against Song Yi's lips warm, the tip of his tongue vibrated rhythmically. For a moment, Song Yi froze. The numbness on his lips made him produce many strange ideas. He took a deep breath, put his neck back, opened the distance between the two people, and pretended to change the topic calmly, "well, it's very good. How do you want to go Singing "

" because of you. "

Gu Xingchuan took it for granted and said, "I'm going to ask you to settle accounts with you in Manchester. I didn't expect that you went to x play. I delayed the opening time of school and had to wait for the next year to reexamine. My father had a heart attack. At that time, a star scout came to me, so I signed up for the media company."The author has something to say: Thank you for the knowledge that close relatives of science popularization in the comment area can't donate blood.

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