Mensao Mensao I am arrogant

Chapter 53 Song Yin's Playing Path

"Don't go."

Yan looked around and saw that the sky was extremely low, and it was obviously only before 7 o'clock, so it was so dark that there was no light at all.

The lights of thousands of houses in the residential area in front of them are also becoming blurred at this moment.The whole city sleeps quietly and peacefully under this hazy veil.

Even the air is calm at this moment, as if an unprecedented event is brewing.

Song Yin's eyes dimmed a little, and he glanced at his tightly bandaged arm.The back of my hand was swollen from the drip.

An almost distorted decision came into my heart, and I decided to throw myself harder next time.It's best to put a knife on this face, so that you can stay by your side forever with guilt.

Song Yin's father is a real gangster, oh no, he is already an old gangster now.The cell came in and out like a home.His seven aunts and eight aunts always avoided him when they saw him, and no one wanted to have any relationship with such social scum.Kang Qin is the only one supporting this family.After all, he was able to earn some money. Kang Qin left early.

The long-term oppression of the living environment when he was a child and the indifference of the people around him reminded him all the time that Kang Qin was his only heaven.

Kang Qin's favorite during his lifetime was Xiaoyan, the child who often beat him when he was young.Every time Xiaoyan cried, Kang Qin also cried.Song Yin never knew what Kang Qin was crying about?Maybe I like Xiaoyan too much.After all, Xiaoyan looked like a doll since she was a child.

Anyway, no matter what, Song Yin believed that as long as Kang Qin liked it, he would like it too.

But no matter how good he is to him, he can't warm up this stone. Xiaoyan seems to have some kind of prejudice against him.Always keep a distance from him.

Until one day, he found that Yan Zuoyou was hiding in a corner and crying after beating him, and a kind of almost distorted idea grew in his heart-to get close to the person he likes in this way of hurting himself.

Uncle Wu brought back meals from the outside, there were some tonic and some light.Yan took it from left to right, and put it on the table one by one like a plate, "I have wronged you during this time."

Gently helping Song Yin to his feet, this is Yan Zuoyou's expression every time he feels guilty, such a cautious look—cautiously making Song Yin think that he loves him.

He scooped up a spoonful with a spoon, blew it again, and brought it to Song Yin's mouth. Song Yin had no appetite at all, "I don't want to eat."

"Brother, you keep nagging in my ear every day that you must eat three meals a day, so it's just what you say."

Afraid that in the future, he would catch this and become a reason for not eating on time and talking back to himself, Song Yin quickly made his own choice, "All right, all right, I will eat, I will eat."

"Song Yin, Zhou Hang said that he would come over later," he said on the verge of talking, "I'll just go out and wait, and I'll come back when he leaves..."

As soon as the last word of the left and right words landed on the front foot, Zhou Hang pushed the door on the back foot.The kind that doesn't even knock on the door.

Walking in the wind, carrying a big push of snacks, came over in a hurry, "Yin'er, look, look, it's all your favorite food!"

Over the years, Zhou Hang's career as a director has become smoother and smoother. He flew back and forth from all over the world, but after traveling all day, he didn't lose much weight, but he didn't lose weight either. The kind that feels very comfortable all over the body.

Zhou Hang spread the snacks on the table and ate them by himself first. The words on his hippie smile were stinging, "What are you two brats doing this time? Why are you fighting so hard every day that it makes people feel uneasy? Come on, come on, Tell your brother, let him be happy too. Huh?!"

The more he spoke, the more vague he became, "Yin'er, if you want me to tell you, you can go to the hospital directly, so you don't have to come here later. This will also save gas and money for everyone, right?"

Yan left and right did not say a word, and continued to feed Song Yin.

Zhou Hang punched him, he didn't hide from the left and right, and hit the face with a real blow.The hand that held the soup trembled, and most of the porridge was spilled.Yan left and right spat, bloodshot.It is estimated that the left cheek was broken by teeth.

Zhou Hang opened a bag of French fries, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or not, but he put a few in his mouth, chewed and said, "Well, Xiaoyan, I'll ask you, I I just asked you if you like it? You and Yin'er grew up together, is it interesting to see Tian'er tormenting him like this?"

Hitting Yan Zuoyou hurts more than hitting Song Yin.Song Yin was obviously in a hurry, and his words were also barbed, "Zhou Hang, can't you say something nice? Are you addicted to drama directors these days? If you are here to fight, I advise you to get out!"

"I..." Yan left and right put down the spoon, "Then...the company still has something to do, I..."

"You go." Knowing that Yan Zuoyou didn't want to see Zhou Hang, Song Yin let him go.

Although it is a VIP ward, the decoration inside is very home-like, but it is not popular at all.

Zhou Hang peeled the oranges for him, put away his usual hippie smile, and changed his expression in a blink of an eye, saying that it was important to be serious, "Break up with Xiaoyan and stay with me."

Song Yin originally wanted to maintain a cold war with him, but the other party said this out of the blue, which directly caught Song Yin in circles, "Zhou Hang, don't joke with me."

"You're going to die if you stay with him again. Now it's your arm, so you won't know where it's going to be in the future?" Zhou Hang cried like a tearful person and started chattering, "Xiaoyan is definitely a domestic violence guy. You should get rid of it early. What do you think is your fancy in him? If I knew you had a crush on him, I wouldn’t have thought that you would go all the way as soon as you made a phone call. My son ran over to give him money."

The more Zhou Hang talked, the more he was unwilling to reconcile, "I became a month old once, so I foolishly pushed the person I liked to suffer in front of him. No, no, I don't like it if you like it. If you are with him I'm also happy if I'm happy and healthy, but now you're almost on this hospital bed, and I'm 1 or [-] unhappy. No, no, no, you have to break up with him and stay with me as soon as possible."

Zhou Hang chattered a lot while still eating.He is the only one who acts like a baby and is not greasy.

Even people like Xiaoyan can become so mature, Zhou Hang is already in his 30s, why hasn't he matured yet?Instead, it got smaller and smaller.Just like a child, he still needs to be coaxed.

The key is that Zhou Hang is still flamboyant and self-willed, thinking that one pass is one pass, both in filming and in real life.Song Yin has always been helpless to him.However, Zhou Hang's talent is very good, and he won many awards with just a casual shot.

"Zhou Hang, go and get me a cup of hot water, I'm thirsty." Song Yin ordered him smoothly.

Zhou Hang was also willing to be ordered by him, so he stopped crying immediately, and Pidianer Pidianer brought him a glass of water.With tears still on his face, he started to laugh, and kept saying the same shameless words, "Yin'er, to be honest, you just broke up with him and stayed with me."

Song Yin took the water and thought to himself: last time Zhou Hang pestered himself for several years saying that he wanted to film Yan Zuo Zuo.Yep, here comes another sentence.I guess I have to talk about it for a long time.

"Director Zhou," Song Yin decided to cut the mess quickly.He took a sip of water and stopped calling Zhou Hang's name. The word 'Zhou Dao' suddenly opened the distance between them. He said, "It's impossible for us. If you cherish the friendship between the three of us, you will keep silent in front of Xiaoyan from now on. This matter. We will still be friends then."

Zhou Hang didn't chatter like Song Yin imagined.His hand for peeling the orange froze, and he became so mature and calm for a moment, "Yin'er, I'm really serious. Lovers can't do it, and friends don't need it either."

He stood up and walked outside. Before leaving, he dropped a sentence: "Yin'er, there is no one close to you. If you feel that you are about to die, call me and I will collect your body .”

Song Yin wants to cry but has no tears, he is really a child, why are his words so...real?

Just such an old friend of more than ten years, suddenly broke up like this, I really don't want to part with it.

He pulled out the IV in his hand, walked to the window, looked down, Zhou Hang walked in the rain like a penguin.I also took a few steps to look upstairs, for fear that others would not know that he was in the rain.

Song Yin twitched the corner of his mouth upwards, he was playing tricks.Just like a child.

Song Yin thought: Who can compare to him in terms of tricks?

Song Yin went back to bed and lay down again, unwilling to get an IV drip after saying anything.There are people from the Yan family outside who are guarding in shifts, and even if he coughs, someone will come in to take a look, it's hypocrisy to ask about his health.

She looked down on him openly and secretly, but pretended to really care about him.Really boring.

In the eyes of these people, no matter how hard he tried, he was a piece of shit, a piece of shit attached to the Yan family.

What are you doing alive? Living is meaningless.It is better to die, how to die?Just be beaten to death by Xiaoyan.When he met his mother down there, he could proudly say - Mom, I took good care of Xiaoyan, don't cry.

In fact, Song Yin always wanted to say something to Kang Qin: Mom, I'm in so much pain.

Unexpectedly, in less than an hour, Zhou Hang came back again, still didn't even bother to knock on the door, just opened the door and walked in.He came here in a hurry, with a sleazy smile and rain all over his body, holding two bowls of wontons in his hands, that shameless appearance made Song Yin want to laugh, "Yin'er, look, I'm going to the one where we used to film." I bought it for you in the back street, I remember you liked it the most."

He was still rambling on and on, "It's not raining today, and the grandma who sells wontons is getting old. I was worried that she wouldn't go out of the stall and make a trip for nothing. But when I went, I was surprised. Guess what?" Sample?"

Song Yin looked up, his eyes were red, and tears fell unconsciously, his eyes were full of confusion.He opened his mouth and his voice was hoarse, "I can't guess."

"Yo, why are you crying?" Zhou Hang was at a loss, and clumsily picked up a handful of papers. Holding such a large pile of papers, he went to rub Song Yin's face, and La's face hurt.

Zhou Hang frowned, "If we can't guess, we won't guess. Don't cry, as soon as you cry, I want to cry. You, you have too much self-esteem, and you can digest everything in your heart, so you can't spit it out and let it go." Let me also help you taste whether it is bitter or sweet?"

Zhou Hang added another sentence, "Don't worry, I don't dislike it."

Song Yin turned his face away, it was really embarrassing.

Zhou Hang didn't intend to stay on this issue forever, and then said, "Forget it, let me tell you directly, so as to save you from crying again. After I got there, the old lady really didn't show up. I opened a store in the original place. There are so many people. I have been in a long queue, and I was stepped on several times. It still hurts. However, the old lady still recognizes me and asks you why Didn’t come. Just added a few more wontons for me.”