Male supporting character in a book: Aren’t we brothers?

About the beginning of Jiang Qichuan and Song Mingting.

Their fate began when they were in school.

Jiang Qichuan and Song Mingting participated in the same competition and won the first and second prizes together.

After returning to school, I found out that they were from the same school.

During the summer vacation of junior high school, Song Mingting neglected his hair which had grown a little longer because he was preparing for an international competition.

And precisely because of her feminine appearance, she was mistaken for a girl by a boy who had just entered junior high school.

So the two little geniuses got together. Although they were in different grades, they would occasionally meet in the library and read books together. Over time, they established a deep friendship.

Until one day, Jiang Qichuan, who was late for school, saw Song Mingting being pulled by several boys after leaving the school gate. They also took his schoolbag and walked into the alley.

When Jiang Qichuan saw the girl’s backpack being snatched and dragged into the alley, he immediately thought of school bullying.

He rushed forward and threw his schoolbag at them without saying a word. The group of little boys saw that they were being beaten for no reason, so they naturally wanted to fight back.

Song Mingting tried to mediate the fight to no avail, so he could only try his best to help Jiang Qichuan and prevent him from getting hurt. (After all, he was fighting a group of people alone.)

Those who could study together all came from families with high status. The final result was that the school was alarmed and the parents were called in.

It was then that he realized that Song Mingting was a boy.

I also learned that those people were friends that Song Mingting had known since childhood, and they were all descendants of people who were on good terms with the Song family.

He saw that scene and was just helping him carry his schoolbag, and whispering some words in the alley.

Jiang Qichuan fought a group fight alone without losing, but he was punished by the teacher, and his father, who went to the school to help him, was also punished.

(This is also the incident mentioned by Jiang's father earlier about a fight in junior high school and the parents being informed.)

After that, Jiang Qichuan had other plans for his studies and transferred to another school. He and Song Mingting only had the Penguin contact information they added when they were young. They chatted occasionally, but there was no in-depth communication.

Until a while ago, because the eldest sister of the Song family was on a business trip, Song Mingting appeared at a professional discussion meeting on behalf of the Song family.

Both enterprises and governments participated in the meeting, and there was a celebration banquet after the meeting. Since Song Mingting seldom goes out, he was persuaded to drink a few glasses of wine by several veterans in the industry.

Jiang Qichuan stepped forward to help out and sent the slightly drunk Song Mingting to the hotel to rest.

Then maybe I was not naive, or maybe Song Mingting looked too attractive when he was drunk.

With his deliberate indulgence, the two of them achieved a great harmony in life.

Jiang Qichuan thought that Song Mingting would slowly accept it after waking up, and then the two of them would open their hearts to each other, and then they would fall in love like a brother and his boyfriend.

The result is——

"I've sent you my physical examination report from last month. All the data shows that you are healthy and have no infectious diseases. Just pretend that nothing happened last night. You can leave now."

The first thing Song Mingting said after he woke up was to drive him away.

Jiang Qichuan's eyes were dark and turbulent. Finally, he just turned around and faced Song Mingting, saying in a deep voice:

"How can I pretend it never happened? Senior took my first time, and I want her to be responsible for it."

The word "senior sister" brought Song Mingting's thoughts back to decades ago. His eyes flickered and the corners of his mouth straightened.

There was a reason why Jiang Qichuan recognized the wrong person back then. When he greeted me for the first time, he called me "senior sister". In fact, if he had corrected it at that time, the mistake would not have happened later.

But...what was he thinking at that time?

He also forgot what he was thinking about.

However, he knew that he didn't want this person to change his address at that time, so he nodded directly, confirming the identity of this senior sister.

He snorted coldly, "You haven't suffered any loss, could it be that the Secretary-General still has some kind of c. man complex?"

"Yes, according to our family rules, my body can only be touched by my wife." Jiang Qichuan said without hesitation.

Song Mingting choked.

Unable to explain, he simply stood up and ignored someone.

I endured the pain in my waist and walked into the hotel bathroom. My body was dry. This guy's technique was very poor, but he was very careful afterwards.

There are many more red plums on my body.

After washing and dressing, he was about to go out, but was stopped by Jiang Qichuan.

"Put this on." He was wearing a black coat.

Seeing that Song Mingting wanted to refuse, he continued:

"It's cold outside, and your suit is too thin. It's just a piece of clothing."

Indeed, it’s just a piece of clothing. Besides, they have known each other for so many years, so what’s wrong with wearing his clothes?

So Song Mingting thanked him, put on Jiang Qichuan's clothes and went home.

I thought that everything would be fine if I ignored him, but this man came to my house again and again using clothes as an excuse. Jiang Qichuan kept expressing his feelings, but Song Mingting kept refusing.

Later on, it turned into this weird yet tacit situation.

afterwards......

Jiang Qichuan gently massaged someone's waist, muttering to himself:

"Why can't you accept me? It's obvious that my brother has feelings for me too..."

"Say it again and get out." Song Mingting coldly interrupted someone's mumbling.

Jiang Qichuan's eyes lit up instantly: "I won't say anything more. Can I stay at your house tonight?"

"No."

"......oh."

Song Mingting brushed his hand away, turned around and said calmly: "It's late, you should go back. Remember to take the clothes at the door."

Jiang Qichuan stopped and stood still, his hands hanging at his sides, his fingers trembling unconsciously.

His breathing became increasingly rapid, and every breath he took seemed to carry sharp thorns, piercing his heart.

Suffocation, pain.

It's been more than two months. If I don't push him, this guy will probably never tell the truth to me in his life.

He took a deep breath, walked forward and pulled the person on the bed to sit up, and asked in a somewhat collapsed tone:

"What do you take me for? A relief tool that can be summoned and dismissed at will?"

"You clearly have feelings for me, so why can't you accept me? You won't even tell me the reason. Is there anything that can't be solved? Why aren't you willing to rely on me?"

After saying the last sentence, his eyes were red and he stared at Song Mingting, not wanting to miss any expression on his face.

Song Mingting was not angry, he just turned his head away and didn't look at him.

"It's not my intention to be with a man. I still want to get married and have children."

Jiang Qichuan's chest heaved violently, and he finally laughed out of anger:

"Haha, do you believe what you said? With the way we just acted, how can you be so kind to a woman..."

"Snapped--"

The sound of a slap on the cheek.

Jiang Qichuan was slapped in the face twice in one night, but he was not angry, instead he calmed down.

His tone softened as he spoke: "Is it a family matter? Leave it to me, okay? I will take care of it."

In the Song family, Song Mingting's parents only gave birth to him and his sister.

Ming Ting must have his own difficulties in this regard, and he can go and negotiate with his parents and sister.

Song Mingting stared at him, his eyes filled with so many emotions: anger, restraint, sadness, pain...

Jiang Qichuan felt uncomfortable watching him. He hugged Song Mingting carefully, and said with a hint of pleading:

"Believe me, just believe me..."

Song Mingting couldn't make the next move for a long time. After a long time of mental preparation, he slowly raised his hand and pushed Jiang Qichuan's shoulders to separate the two.

He stared at Jiang Qichuan in front of him with a burning gaze, as if he could glimpse his truest thoughts.

Jiang Qichuan met his gaze and looked into his eyes.

Song Mingting sighed inwardly. This person insisted on asking him, so why didn't he just be straightforward? Instead of immersing himself in entanglement and discomfort, it would be better for them to talk it out.

"What about you? Would your family agree?"

There are only two brothers in the Jiang family. Jiang Qian'an has successfully come out. What about Jiang Qichuan? Doesn't he need to take on the responsibility of continuing the family line?

This is what he has been resisting. If he were with Jiang Qichuan, it would be tantamount to cutting off the Jiang family's lineage. How could the Jiang family agree to this?

After hearing his answer, Jiang Qichuan was stunned at first. He said so many words to pursue the person, but this person thought he was lying?

After he realized what was happening, he smiled, a very happy smile, his expression showing an unprecedented happiness.

"Senior really loves me, but don't worry, they won't stop us."

While saying this, he rubbed the other person's neck, which directly disrupted Song Mingting's thoughts.

Before he could figure out what he meant by that, the doggie rubbing was tickling his neck.

"Wha, what do you mean?"

"Well, I'll explain it to you tomorrow, okay? Can you promise me first, Senior?"

Song Mingting was not stupid, he didn't say anything.

Jiang Qichuan could only take a step back and help the person lie down. "I want to stay at my senior sister's house tonight. Is that okay?"

Very good, there was no third slap this time.

That means I agree!

Jiang Qichuan quickly occupied the other half of the bed next to Song Mingting.