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When Sheng Yue got home, he found a pair of unfamiliar men's shoes at the door. They were put together with the pair Song Qiucheng usually wears outside. They were about the same size, but they were obviously not new.

He took a second look to make sure it wasn't Song Qiucheng's shoes before slowly closing the door.

Song Qiucheng didn't come out to pick him up as usual, and there was no TV playing in the living room. When he walked in, he was indeed not downstairs.There were several dishes on the dinner table, and Aunt Zhang was still busy in the kitchen.

Sheng Yue couldn't help asking: "Are there any guests?" He and Song Qiucheng couldn't eat so much.

The voice of the question was covered by the sound of cooking in the pot over there, Aunt Zhang didn't hear it, Sheng Yue waited for a while and didn't see her turn around and stopped asking.

He looked up and saw that Song Qiucheng was standing at the stairs, with only his upper body sticking out.Sheng Yue glanced at him, his brows and eyes became more gentle, and asked him: "Chengcheng, why don't you come down to eat?

Song Qiucheng didn't move, and seemed to be looking at him.

Immediately, Sheng Yue's expression changed, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and he nodded and said, "Rare guest, why didn't Mr. Song inform you in advance when he came back?"

Song Qiunian laughed, and was about to go downstairs, saying, "Naturally, you have to tell me in advance when you go home, but this is Mr. Sheng's home, who should I tell?"

Sheng Yue heard that there was something in his words, and asked, "Where's Chengcheng?"

"I sent him back."

"What do you mean?" Tell Song Qiucheng to go back, where to go?

"What do you mean?" Song Qiunian raised his eyebrows, with a proud expression on his face.

Sheng Yue couldn't hold on to the fake politeness, a surge of anger surged in his chest, and he almost blurted out a few swear words, Song Qiunian was definitely sick.

"Why did you call him back?"

"Why?" Song Qiunian looked as if he wanted to talk to him well: "Because you came to our Song family with great fanfare and said that the person you want to marry is me, because he is my younger brother, and someone loves him at home. He has replaced me for so long. If there is no credit, there is hard work, so if you don’t let him go back, will you leave him here as your slave?”

He paused, and then said, "Or do you want him more than me?"

"are you crazy?"

Sheng Yue felt incredible. He didn't know what stimulated Song Qiunian to say such words during the past few months outside, or he simply misunderstood Song Qiunian. He turned out to be such a person. "You know I don't love him?"

Sheng Yue turned around and was about to leave in a hurry, when Aunt Zhang just came out with a meal.Sheng Yue said coldly: "The meal is ready, since Mr. Song is here, please do yourself a favor. I'm sorry."

Song Qiunian stopped him: "Where are you going? To find Chengcheng?"

Sheng Yue swallowed that breath without attacking, thinking that he is the brother of Song Qiucheng's mother and compatriots, with a face similar to Chengcheng's.Just said: "You may not be clear about the fact that you came back late. Both your brother and I have received ID cards, so I think it is unreasonable for you to call my husband home. You don't know me very well. I am not a person. I like to get angry, but my temper is not small, while I can still say a few nice words, Mr. Song, you'd better do it yourself."

Song Qiunian pretended to be innocent, and asked, "Why do you want to get a certificate with my brother, because he looks like me?"

Sheng Yue said: "Please don't make such a comparison. The two of you have no similarities except your faces. I got the certificate with him because I love him, and it has nothing to do with you."

After finishing speaking, he thought of how chilling Song Qiucheng would be if he knew the brother he missed so much was like this: "Your brother loves you, I really don't know if he should love you or not."

Song Qiunian laughed out loud, but before Sheng Yue could react, he laughed harder and harder, until finally he bent down with his stomach in his arms, and said inarticulately: "Sheng Yue, you are really interesting.

Sheng Yue stopped and looked back at him with some doubts. Song Qiunian laughed tears and asked him, "Where are you going? Your wife is in the room."

Sheng Yue looked at him and said nothing.

"Don't you believe it? If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself!"

"What the hell are you doing?" Sheng Yue dubiously did not go upstairs, because Song Qiunian was still blocking the stairs.

"I didn't do anything, I just wanted to tease you."

Sheng Yue: "..."

"Chengcheng—"

Song Qiunian called Song Qiucheng loudly: "Your brother Sheng Yue is back, won't you come out?"

Sheng Yue hadn't figured out what Song Qiunian's words meant, whether it was a test or something else, after a while Song Qiucheng opened the door and ran out and climbed on the railing of the stairs, smiling happily and saying, "Are you back?"

With Song Qiunian here, Song Qiucheng didn't call Brother Sheng Yue, and he was embarrassed to run to him.

Sheng Yue breathed a sigh of relief, his brows widened, and seeing the two people with similar facial features in front of him lost in thought, he thought that he should fight, Song Qiunian's expression was so different from Cheng Cheng's that he could admit his mistake.

"Well, what are you doing in the room? You haven't come out for so long."

Song Qiucheng held up the things in his hand to show him, and said, "My brother taught me how to cut paper."

Sheng Yue nodded and said, "Come down and eat."

Song Qiucheng glanced at his brother, Song Qiunian understood what he meant, and said softly: "Go." He immediately ran down, shyly and expectantly gave Sheng Yue the two hearts cut out of colored paper , Said: "The colored paper my brother bought for me, I cut this and gave it to you."

Sheng Yue's face was not very good-looking, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He observed for a while, and asked with some concern: "Don't you like it?"

Sheng Yue turned around and looked at his hand, unfolding that not-so-exquisite paper-cut, he was very touched, and after thinking about it, he knew that Song Qiucheng cut it for him after studying hard, so he replied: "I like it, Thank you Chengcheng."

Even though he said that, Song Qiucheng was a little disappointed. He felt that Sheng Yue didn't like it, maybe because his cut was too ugly, but it was already the best one he had cut.

Feeling helpless, he looked at his brother. Just now, his brother told him not to come out. When Sheng Yue came back, he would surprise him, but Sheng Yue didn't show surprise at all.

Song Qiucheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration and realized that Sheng Yue had been staring at his brother just now.How could he have forgotten it when he thought of it?The older brother was the one who was going to marry Sheng Yue.

Did Sheng Yue regret it when he came back?

Song Qiucheng's heart suddenly turned sour, and he felt uncomfortable.

He looked at Song Qiunian's beautiful face. Although his elder brother's face looked a lot thinner, it was still very good-looking, much prettier than him.

"Thinking about what?"

Sheng Yue touched his head, folded the paper-cut gently and put it away, "Call your brother, wash your hands and eat."

He didn't care about Song Qiunian's words, after all, he was about the same age as Chengcheng, and to Sheng Yue, he was a child, if he really just wanted to tease him, then it wouldn't be worth paying attention to.Anyway, Chengcheng belongs to him, and no one wants to go back.

When Song Qiucheng heard that he really mentioned Song Qiunian, his heart was even heavier, he let out a sigh of disappointment, turned around and took Song Qiunian's hand to go to the bathroom.

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