The sick young master went to dance again

Naturally, Song Yunxiu would not object to Song Yuxing and Lu Si being together, even if he objected, it would be useless.

It's just that when I heard the news, I still hid in my room and shut myself up all night.

Fortunately, Lu Si doesn't know about it now.

Thinking of the embarrassing face of his wronged brother in the future, Song Yunxiu squatted in the corner and smoked a cigarette silently, his face full of sadness.

Although he admitted that he liked Lu Si and confessed to his brother, Song Yuxing didn't tell Lu Si immediately.

Song Yuxing's face hurts whenever he thinks of what he said and what he did before.

He also wants to save face.

"Brother Xing, why have you been distracted recently?"

Han Ye raised his hand and hooked Song Yuxing's shoulders, and said affectionately: "Is this month coming soon, are you still moving back to the dormitory? Brother Sheng and Brother Xuan are also looking forward to your return, people I miss the days when I lived with you."

After speaking, she hugged Song Yuxing's arm rather shyly, and those who didn't know thought they were having a gay affair.

"Go away." Song Yuxing pushed him away in disgust.

Han Ye posted it again, squinting his eyes at Brother Xing's pretty face, and clicked his tongue lightly, "Is it true that you really won't come back? Boss Lu got you so quickly?"

Song Yuxing's face was unnatural for a moment, and then he denied it.

Han Ye smiled like my uncle who knows everything, it seems that he is right, Brother Xing will not come back after he goes.

Hey...it's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married, why does he always have a sense of loss that an old father is going to marry his daughter.

What Han Ye said, Song Yuxing also thought about it, and it will be a month in a few days. Should he move out or stay at Lu Si's house.

If it was before, he wished he could pack his luggage and move out immediately, but now...he is a bit reluctant.

But he hasn't confessed to Lu Si yet, and it's not an option to keep procrastinating.

Damn Song Yuxing, when did you become so cowardly!

It is better to hit the sun than to choose a day, or tonight.

"Brother Ye, I have something to do, so I'll go back first."

Song Yuxing patted Han Ye on the shoulder and ran away.

Han Ye stood where he was, with a puzzled face. Brother Xing's reaction was like a husband rushing home to see his wife and children.

Lu Si's driver was already waiting outside the school.

Ever since Song Maoxue was released from prison, Lu Si was worried and took Song Yuxing very close. As long as he was free, he would come to pick up Song Yuxing himself. If he was not free, he would ask the driver to pick him up.

"Master Song, are you going back directly?"

"Well... don't go back yet, there is a flower shop nearby, let's go there."

"Okay." The driver laughed and teased while driving, "Are you going to buy flowers? For your little girlfriend?"

Song Yuxing has never put on airs of a rich young master, his well-behaved appearance is very attractive to others, especially the elderly, and he gets along well with middle-aged drivers.

"Probably." Song Yuxing smiled with eyebrows and eyes slightly curved.

The driver didn't know his relationship with Lu Si.

Of course, you have to use roses to express your love, but holding a large bouquet of roses is too eye-catching. In the end, Song Yuxing only chose the most beautiful and brightest red rose.

He asked the clerk for advice, and personally wrapped the delicate red rose with kraft paper.

After paying the money, the young man came out of the shop with only one bouquet of roses. There was a bright smile on his fair and beautiful face, which was more eye-catching than the flowers in his hand, attracting the attention of passers-by.

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In the evening, Aunt Wang was cooking in the kitchen, while Little Strawberry and Oreo were chasing and playing in the yard.

Lu Si works overtime tonight and won't come back too early.

As soon as Song Yuxing came back, he hid in the room, looking at the flowers in his hand and worrying, why would he inadvertently take out the little flowers in front of Lu Si later, would it be too embarrassing?What should I say after sending flowers?

He scratched his hair in annoyance, and suddenly the mobile phone next to him rang, a strange call came.

Song Yuxing didn't think too much about it, he picked up his phone and connected the call, "Hello?"

The rough and hoarse voice of the middle-aged man reached Song Yuxing's ears through the current of the mobile phone:

"My dear son, I haven't heard your voice for a long time. Do you miss Dad?"

Although the content and tone of the other party's words were very friendly, it sounded creepy.

Song Yuxing's complexion changed, the hand holding the phone tightened, and the veins on the back of the white hand were distinct.

His light-colored eyes were gradually covered with coldness, and he twitched the corners of his lips mockingly, "Don't fucking recognize your relatives."

You guessed right, the scumbag Song Maoxue really took the initiative to find him.

Song Maoxue on the other side of the phone sneered, "What? You don't want to recognize me anymore after being the young master of a rich family?"

Song Yuxing: "Speak directly if you have something to say, don't give me the fuck."

"Master Song is so rich, give Dad some money to spend. Dad has raised you for so many years, and it's time for you to pay back."

……

Song Yuxing hung up the phone, put the bouquet of roses in his hand on the table, got up and left.

"Xiao Song, dinner is almost ready, where are you going?"

"I have something to go out to find my classmates, so I won't eat at home, Aunt Wang, you can eat."

While talking, Song Yuxing put on her shoes and hurried out.

By the time Aunt Wang chased her out, she had already left the house.

"This child, why are you in such a hurry, you don't even eat."

The sky was getting dark, and Lu Si was still having a meeting in the company, when Song Yunxiu called suddenly.

The subordinates were reporting to work, and Lu Si didn't disturb them. He quietly picked up his mobile phone, got up and walked outside.

After closing the door of the meeting room casually, the man leaned casually against the wall next to him, swiped his slender fingers across the screen, and connected the phone.

"What is Mr. Song doing?"

Song Yunxiu on the other side of the phone spoke anxiously, and said straight to the point:

"Didn't I send someone to follow Song Maoxue 24 hours a day? They told me just now that Song Maoxue deliberately dumped them on the street, and now they have disappeared."

"I called Xiaoguai just now. He said he was at your house. I just wanted to confirm with you."

After hearing these words, the casual expression on Lu Si's face instantly became serious, he stood up straight, and said:

"Don't worry, the driver told me not long ago that he has been sent home. I will call my aunt at home to confirm."

"Okay, let me know what's going on right away."

"Well, hang up first." Lu Si hung up the phone, and immediately called Aunt Wang.

"Xiao Song? He went out about half an hour ago. He left in a hurry and didn't even eat dinner."

After hearing this, Lu Si's heart tightened, and he had a bad premonition, and his tone of voice was a little anxious:

"Did he say what he was doing?"

"He said he was looking for a classmate, Mr. Lu, did something happen to Xiao Song?" Aunt Wang asked concerned.

"It's okay, if he comes back, you will tell me immediately."

After the confession, Lu Si hung up the phone, ignoring the meeting at this time, he walked quickly towards the elevator with his long legs, and dialed Song Yuxing's number at the same time.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered, so he dialed a second time, and this time he finally got through.

"Song Yuxing, where did you go if you didn't stay at home?"

"Your brother called me just now, and you still lie to him that you are at home?" Lu Si's tone was a little aggressive, but more nervous and anxious, with an undeniable force in his stern tone: "Where are you now?" , stay still, I'll go find you right away!"

Song Yuxing was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

"I'll go back after I've settled the matter, and that's it, I'll hang up first."

"Hello? Song Yuxing?!"

Lu Si looked at the phone that was hung up, and couldn't get angry. He dialed again, but only a cold mechanical female voice came:

The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later.

Lu Si was so angry that he cursed, the little brat actually dared to hang up on his phone.

The man's face was so ugly that water dripped out, and he almost dropped his phone on the ground.

Song Xiaoguai is not well-behaved at all, and nine times out of ten, he saw that Song Mao went to school.

No, I have to find him quickly.

The elevator door opened in the underground garage, and a man with a gloomy face hurriedly ran out of it and got into the car.

On the other side, Song Yuxing put his phone in his pocket and walked into the alley ahead.

The sky was already dark, the faint moonlight swayed down, and the dilapidated street lamps in the alley flickered on and off, as if they would stop working at any time.

It was very quiet inside, without even a shadow of a person, and you could hear your own footsteps when walking inside.

Song Yuxing turned two turns and finally stopped at the end of the alley.

Song Maoxue hadn't arrived yet, and Song Yuxing waited boredly for more than 20 minutes before he heard the sound of footsteps from far to near, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet alley.

Not long after, a figure appeared in front of Song Yuxing, and the shadow reflected on the ground was stretched and magnified, like a monster.

When Song Yuxing was a child, whenever he saw this shadow, he would reflexively be afraid and tremble.

Now he just raised his eyes lightly, looking at the people passing by.

Compared with ten years ago, Song Maoxue is much older, but the fleshy face still makes people feel disgusting.

What surprised Song Yuxing was that the other party's face was bruised and purple, and the exposed skin had wounds, and he even limped when he walked, as if he had been beaten badly.

Song Maoxue was also looking at Song Yuxing, with a false smile on his face, "It's been a long time since I saw you, my son is getting more and more handsome."

"Why, you were hunted by the enemy just after you came out?" Song Yuxing curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Song Maoxue snorted coldly, thinking of this made him angry.

On the second day after he came out, he was staying in the house well, but suddenly a group of people broke in, led by two tall young men, who were quite handsome, and they didn't say anything when they came in. Push him to the ground and beat him.

The attack was so fucking heavy, he didn't even have a chance to resist.