dust in the chest

A Chinese person came to the family today. Priscilla and Fu asked me to call him brother, but I knew he wasn't my brother, he was nothing like Harper or me.But he was a lot like Fu, my father.Then it must be some illegitimate child of my father outside, hmph, such a person is also qualified to call me brother?

"Hey, Chinese, what's your name?" Priscilla asked us siblings to take him to familiarize himself with the layout of the house.I bet he'd never seen a house this big.

"Song Yanshu." He replied, without being nervous or even a little emotional.This surprised and annoyed me.

"Oh, awkward name," I couldn't pronounce the pronunciation of his name. Chinese names are always so hard to pronounce, just like my father's name, but his voice is nice, but it doesn't make me think of him as an older brother. "Where's your mother? Why are you here? At this hour?"

I asked very directly. I don't like the sudden appearance of strangers. It would be great if he retreated despite difficulties.

He didn't answer this time, but turned to look at me.My shadow is reflected in the black pupils, and something oppressive is conveyed.I shuddered and hurriedly avoided his gaze.

"Well, if you don't want to say it. But what you have to know is that I won't recognize you as a brother. "

"I'm not used to having younger siblings either."

Hmph, I know this is just a step he found for himself.

He's going to Princeton for graduate school!I thought Fu must have used his connections, but Priscilla told me that he had successfully applied when he was in China, and Fu didn't help.

I still can't believe that Princeton is my dream.But I have to say that his image in my mind has changed a lot, although I can't tell exactly where it changed.

Fu asked me to take him to buy some preparations for admission.I don't really want to, but I don't want to be disobedient.He probably did the same.

He is very quick to buy things, and he doesn't pick and choose for a long time like some people.But I think it's because it's not his own money, I saw that Fu gave him the card.

He stopped in front of a women's jewelry store and asked, "What does Harper like?"

He's going to buy Harper a present?Pretty flattering, but guess what?I didn't want to tell him, so I shrugged and said, "I don't know, I probably don't like anything."

I thought he would keep asking, but who knows, he didn't.He bought a dark brown bowler hat with a red lace butterfly fastened to it, and a brim of black ragged leather.

The hat wasn't expensive, but somehow I thought Harper would love it, it matched her hair color so well.So I was secretly jealous in my heart, because he didn't ask me what I like.

Forget it, I don't care.

Song has been gone for a month.I picked up the pen holder he bought for me and looked at it. It was made of pure wood grain, and it really couldn't compare to Harper's hat at all. Harper has been showing off to me.

But I still like it.I'm going to work harder, I'm on my way to Princeton.

Song is back today.I wanted to tell him that the teacher said that I had hope of getting into Princeton, but the nasty Harper kept pestering him.I didn't even have a chance to interject.

……

Father passed away.I've always looked up to him, he's a serious guy, but he also cares about us.He is always busy, but when my sister and I were young, he would always find time to tell us some weird stories about China.I am very grateful to him for his strict and tender management, otherwise, with my temperament, I would have grown crooked long ago.I'm naughty, I know it.

However, what I want to thank him most at this time is that he brought Song to my side.

Harper said I was wrong, he is my half brother.But I just like him. After he went to China, I always stared at the wood-grained pen holder, thinking that when I met him for the first time, his pupils reflected my shadow.

I love him.

But he actually wanted to leave again, he said he was going to China and never came back.

How can I let him go like this?I told Priscilla that I was going to China, she seemed to know what I was going to do, and she strongly opposed it.

In fact, I don't know what I'm going to do, I just think that the place where I should be is where I should be.I can't do without his black pupils and stern expression.After I went to Princeton, I went to see him almost every day, but he didn't say anything to me, but he didn't drive me away either.

Once he was drunk and kept calling a name in a daze, I guess it was probably "Lu Jiamin".I had been studying Chinese for a while at that time.After he woke up, I asked him who Lu Jiamin was. His eyes flickered first, then darkened after a while, and then he turned his head and said nothing.I turned his face to mine, but I was caught off guard and fell into a deep vortex brewing with sadness.That was Song, whom I had never seen before. His deep and mournful gaze made me short of breath.

After that, I never mentioned that name again, and I didn't want him to think of that person.I wish he would think of me once in a while.

I don't want to fight against Priscilla, especially at this moment, I know she loves Fu very much, but there is always a way, isn't it?I applied to go to China as an exchange student, and it went smoothly.Now, Priscilla has no reason to stop me from going.

I told her, Mom, don't worry, I'll be back soon.But she just touched my face worriedly and didn't speak.

Song, I'm here for you.

Several media that previously reported that NFC’s vitamin C can cause allergies have made clarifications one after another. Of course, this is spent by NFC. Although it is indeed normal to find out that vitamin C is normal, which media will usually publish this kind of news? ?What the media likes to pay attention to is always some shady things, otherwise it is called "exposure"?

But even so, the sales of NFC have dropped significantly these days.Lu Jiaming's teeth itch a little, but Song Yanshu told him that it was the only way to do it. It was his mixed-race brother who was behind the scenes, and he couldn't do anything yet.

Lu Jiaming thought this was a story of grievances between wealthy families and brothers turning against each other.But he was wrong, this is actually a story about falling in love and killing each other.But Song Yanshu didn't tell him, so it's not easy to say "my brother has a crush on me", right?

This matter has come to an end for now, just look at the time, Luo Zhi's wedding will be here.

Song Yanshu's home is in a northern city, where the temperature is much lower, and Lu Jiaming is afraid of the cold, so as soon as he got off the plane, he shivered and didn't want to move.Song Yanshu didn't care about others, and went over to take him into his arms.

"Tell you to wear more clothes." Song Yanshu blamed and felt distressed.

"Then how do I know it's so cold?" Lu Jiaming shivered and put his right hand into Song Yanshu's left pocket, not shying away.In fact, they usually don't deliberately alienate when they go out. Song Yanshu doesn't want to at all, but Lu Jiaming thinks that no one knows them anyway, so just watch it if you like it. I'm so handsome and I'm not afraid of you.

Song Yanshu took out the scarf from his bag and wrapped it around him, then went to pick up his luggage and go to grandpa's house.

After hearing Song Yanshu's story, Lu Jiaming always felt that his previous life was very poor, but what happened to this quaint open villa in front of him?Song Yanshu had no choice but to explain to the stunned people that his uncle bought it here. As for his uncle, of course he is a person with some knowledge.

"Oh, Yan Shu, you're back. Come in, it's cold outside." A woman in an apron greeted warmly.Lu Jiaming heard Song Yanshu call her "Aunt Li".

"Where's grandpa?" Song Yanshu put down his luggage, "By the way, this is my friend, surnamed Lu. This is Aunt Li."

"Mr. Lu, welcome," Lu Jiaming was about to call "Aunt Li", but she turned around and said to Song Yanshu, "Your grandfather is in the study."

Song Yanshu went to the study, and Lu Jiaming sat down in the living room. Aunt Li happily brought him a glass of water and said, "Yanshu hasn't come back for a long time. Alas, Lao Song didn't say anything, but he still missed him very much. "

Lu Jiaming smiled, but wondered why Aunt Li called Grandpa Song Yanshu "Old Road" directly?Could it be that there is something else?

"Oh, look what I'm talking about. Are you hungry? Shall I prepare some snacks for you?"

"Oh, no, the bride's family will come over later, we are not hungry."

Lu Jiaming and Aunt Li chatted casually, for a while, both of them stopped, and then there was a burst of embarrassment.He coughed and asked, "How long have you been here, Aunt Li?"

"It's been some years. I came here when Yan Shu was just in junior high school. At that time, Grandma Yan Shu had just passed away. Alas, during that time, Lao Lu was not in good spirits. He didn't say a word all day long, and he didn't make fun Bird doesn't play chess anymore. Not long after, Yan Shu's mother also..."

Lu Jiaming looked at Aunt Li's teary eyes and was a little moved. After being with him for so long, the two old people would probably be like this for the rest of their lives.After a while, thinking of Song Yanshu at that time, his eyes turned sour.

At the silent and emotional place, the door of the study opened, and Song Yanshu came out with a hale and hearty old man who was about 70 years old.Lu Jiaming stood up, subdued himself and called, "Hi, I'm Yanshu's friend Lu Jiaming."

The old man didn't seem very happy, and even snorted, looked at him a few times but didn't answer.Instead, he asked Song Yanshu to make tea for himself in a bad tone.

Lu Jiaming thought that Grandpa Song Yanshu didn't seem to have a very good personality?Or do you look unattractive?He glanced in Song Yanshu's direction in embarrassment, only to see the other party give him a comforting look. Although he was still depressed, he felt a little more relaxed.

Song Yanshu brewed four cups of tea and brought them out. The teacups came in a set, the glaze color was ethereal, and the pattern of blue and white patterns was very delicate.The old man took the tea, first smelled it, then took a few breaths, and took a sip into his mouth.

"Your tea-making skills have regressed," even though he said so, his face softened a little.

"Grandpa said that the hand was born." Song Yanshu smiled and did not argue.Lu Jiaming didn't know that Song Yanshu still had this ability. He couldn't even tell the difference between black tea and oolong tea, so he looked at him with a little more admiration, but in Song Yanshu's eyes, he completely became "my man is really capable." "That's what it means.His thoughts turned and he turned to some scenes that were not suitable for children. When Lu Jiaming saw that his eyes were wrong, he quickly immersed himself in drinking tea.

"You young people, you are too impetuous. You have to make big and small things earth-shattering, and you take some things too seriously. Once you sink in, you can't get out. Your mother is, and so are you." The old man said leisurely. He read Song Yanshu, but he glanced at Lu Jiaming.

Several people were drinking tea in the living room while listening to the old man talk.Song Yanshu and Aunt Li chatted up a few words from time to time, but Lu Jiaming seemed to be completely ignored. Fortunately, he didn't need to look for presence here, and he was comfortable sipping tea by himself.

When the cup of tea ran out, Luo Zhi's car came to pick up Grandpa Song Yanshu.Luo Zhi was at the hotel, but her mother followed the car to pick up the old man.

"Aunt Li, you can change your clothes and go together." Luo Zhi's mother said.

Aunt Li's hands of undressing the old man's clothes suddenly stopped, and then she returned to normal: "What am I going to do? I don't have any relatives and no reason, not to mention that I went as a nanny, wouldn't I embarrass Xiaozhi?"

"Aunt Li, you've been here for so many years, we all know it in our hearts." Luo Zhi's mother took her hand and said something emotional.It turned out that Luo Zhi's mother also divorced early, and she was a very strong person. When she got her ex-husband's house, she dragged Luo Zhi alone and never married again. She also knew Song Yanshu's neighbor very well.

Aunt Li couldn't help it in the end, she changed into clean and colorful clothes, and then happily followed them into the car.

Song Yanshu and Lu Jiaming drove past in the car they rented early in the morning.On the way to the car, Jiaming asked: "Why do I feel that your grandpa looks at me wrong?"

"I told him about us."

"What?" Lu Jiaming was so excited that he almost jumped up, "You said it? How did you say it?"

"Say you're my wife." Song Yanshu glanced at him, then looked forward again.

"Your grandpa is already so old, you are not afraid of scaring him." Lu Jiaming is not in the mood to worry about the address he used when introducing himself now, he just feels that things are going too far.He hasn't thought much about when to tell his family, how to say it, and the consequences of saying it.But now that Song Yanshu told his grandfather directly and frankly and abruptly, it made him feel a little bit of a jitter in his heart, he was both happy and confused.

"Then what did your grandfather say?" Lu Jiaming's mind was racing with thoughts, but he didn't hesitate.

"I don't agree, but it's okay. He's just feeling stuffy in his chest for a while, and I blame me for not coming back to see him often. In fact, I was afraid that he would be too old to be scared, so I told him a long time ago that I like men. After so many years It should also be digested."

"You said it a long time ago? How early? By the way, when did you start liking me?" Lu Jia asked like a string of pearls. In fact, he wanted to know who said those words because of Song Yanshu so early.

"Who said I like you?"

"you do not like me?!"

"I don't like you, I love you."