My old enemy always wants to kiss me [Entertainment Circle Ancient Times]

The sun was a bit harsh, so Lin Cong closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

Headache.

He has never been fond of wine, because he knows that wine is not a good thing.

Seeing that Lin Cong didn't answer, Song Yicen got a little angry: "Speak up."

"Do you have a headache?"

Lin Cong knew that Song Yicen's drinking capacity was not as good as his own. They both drank too much last night. Now that he himself has a severe headache, Song Yicen may not be feeling better.

He is a little worried.

Lin Cong's voice was hoarse, low and gentle, and Song Yicen's heart moved when he heard it, and two red clouds flew up on his face.After he reacted, he became angry with himself again.The old grudge had not been settled, and he hadn't decided to forgive him yet.

Song Yicen twitched and said, "Who told you to say this?" He held up his momentum, "Tell me, why am I at your house?"

Lin Cong took a closer look at Song Yicen, and saw that although his face was a little pale, he was full of vigor and vitality, and he didn't look uncomfortable, so he felt relieved.

"You're drunk, and Susan wants to take you home, but you don't let go of me." He stood up, spread his hands, and made a helpless expression, "I really can't help it, so I'll take you back to my house." .”

These words were both true and false, but Song Yicen was easy to deceive, so he believed it.

"...I won't let go of you?" Song Yicen was shocked, and sat down on the sofa, muttering softly, "No way..."

Was he so direct and proactive when he was drunk?

How could he find Lin Cong to settle his old grudge after hugging him?

While rubbing his temples, Lin Cong walked to the bathroom: "It's good for me to lie to you? You were crying and making noise, and you vomited up my house until midnight."

Song Yicen didn't remember what happened last night at all, but after hearing this, he still lowered his head guiltily, clasped his fingers, and didn't know what he was thinking.

After Lin Cong washed up, he found a new toothbrush and a new towel for Song Yicen.When Song Yicen took a shower, washed his hair, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and came out of the bathroom lingeringly, breakfast was already set on the dining table.

Lin Cong was arranging the spoons and chopsticks. When he saw Song Yicen coming wiping his wet hair, he called him to have breakfast while it was hot, and then dry his hair after eating.

"I bought buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk and porridge in the shop downstairs. What do you want?"

Song Yicen sniffed, it smelled so good.I vomited my stomach out yesterday, and now my stomach is empty and my stomach is rumbling. Facing such a table of simple food, I am salivating and my index finger is moving.

Song Yicen resolutely sat down at the dining table, picked up two steamed buns and a deep-fried dough stick, put them on the white porcelain plate in front of him, held a cup of soy milk and a bowl of beef porridge in front of him, and told Lin Cong with practical actions that he would want to eat.

Lin Cong: "..."

Fortunately, he bought two copies of everything.

Lin Cong saw Song Yicen eating breakfast in silence with his eyebrows lowered, the sun slanted on his cheeks, his skin was as thin as paper, and he looked very well-behaved, his heart immediately softened.

"sorry."

When Song Yicen lowered his head to drink the beef porridge, Lin Cong suddenly apologized, his voice was soft but enough for Song Yicen to hear clearly.

Song Yicen froze when he drank the porridge.

Lin Cong asked cautiously, "Can you forgive me?"

Song Yicen knew what he meant, did Song Sancen get out of the entertainment industry today? The shit that took the lead in blackmailing him.

Can't forgive him.

How difficult it was then.

The person who contributed to the flames when I fell into hell was the person I especially like now. What kind of devil experience is this?

He shouldn't have been forgiven anyway.

But Song Yicen bit his lip, but said "Why?" The voice was so soft that it seemed to disappear without a trace when the wind blew.

He wants to know the answer, and is afraid of knowing the answer.

Lin Cong frowned, he couldn't tell the truth because he didn't want to make the situation worse.

"I..." Lin Cong got stuck while telling a lie for the first time.

After a moment of hesitation, the morning wind blew in from the window, lifted the gauze curtain in front of the window, and brushed the tail on his face.

He stretched out his hand and quickly said the second half of the sentence——

"I didn't know then that I would like you."

He spoke these twelve words fluently and sincerely, each word clearly, like a drum hammer striking a bell, hitting Song Yicen's heart, reverberating.

Song Yicen raised his head, looked at him in shock, and said slowly, "You..."

Lin Cong was looking at him with gentle eyes, and raised his lips with a smile: "So, for the sake of my liking you so much, can you forgive me?"

Song Yicen felt his face burn.

Does this person, does this person know what he's talking about?

A small amount of joy burst out of his heart, like a blown up balloon, the joy rapidly expanded until it filled his entire heart.

He unconsciously wanted to laugh, the corners of his mouth were about to rise, but he held back, and turned to scold Lin Cong with a straight face: "You... don't think that I won't settle accounts with you if you become a fan... ..."

At the beginning, the voice was very loud and full of momentum, but as he talked, Song Yicen lowered his head, and his voice became smaller and smaller.After thinking about it, I felt that the other party was clearly at fault, so why should he be so humble.

Then he pretended to be vicious again: "Punish you to be my exclusive chef and cook for me every day!"

Lin Cong felt relieved, this was forgiveness.

So the corner of his mouth raised even higher: "You can also punish me to be your exclusive driver, exclusive map, exclusive nanny, exclusive cash machine, exclusive bed warmer..."

"You," Song Yicen blushed violently, and hurriedly interrupted him, not allowing him to continue, "What nonsense are you talking about..."

This person, why did this person suddenly become so glib and unserious?

Moreover, who allowed this person to belong to him for 24 hours, and he hasn't agreed yet.

Song Yicen touched his hot cheek angrily, and glanced at Lin Cong secretly, only to find that Lin Cong was uncharacteristically looking at him with his head propped on one hand.He didn't eat anything, just stared at him, smiling while watching.

This is good, Song Yicen's heart burns.

what's so funny!

Embarrassed and annoyed, Song Yicen stood up abruptly, stopped eating beef porridge, and stopped blowing his wet hair. He stumbled on the excuse that he asked Susan to ask Song Changan how to take care of his funeral, and fled in a panic.

Song Yicen's shy look is really cute, Lin Cong thought.

Then with a thought, I suddenly worried about the future.

What would happen if Song Yicen knew that he was the reincarnation of Prince Regent Lin Cong?

In the previous life, he loved so hard, but Song Yicen didn't know it at all.Later, when he was about to die, he had resentment, deep resentment, deep hatred, and deep loveliness.

That was a life that he couldn't bear to look back on, a life he didn't want to repeat at all.

It's fine now.

Lin Cong made up his mind that he would work hard to keep the secret for the rest of his life, and would not let Song Yicen know the truth.

When Song Yicen came home, Susan and Xiaoxi were already waiting there.

Song Changan is still in the mortuary of the hospital, and will be sent to the funeral home the day after tomorrow to be buried in the same world.

Susan asked softly, "Are you going?"

"Go." Song Yicen nodded.

He will send Song Changan off for the last time.

Even though he was avoiding from the beginning to the end, it seemed that if he hadn't participated in Song Chang'an's funeral, Song Chang'an would still be living in this world well.

Susan knew about Song Yicen's evasive psychology, but Song's father and mother didn't know, they only thought Song Yicen was very cool.

Song Changan loved his younger brother so much during his lifetime, and he was still thinking about him at the last moment before his death.But Song Yicen didn't pay any attention to the death of his own sister, and disappeared the whole time. He didn't show up until Song Changan's urn was buried.

Song Yicen, in black clothes and black trousers, held a bouquet of small daisies, squatted down quietly, and carefully placed the daisies in front of Song Changan's tomb.

This was Song Changan's favorite flower during his lifetime.

Father Song looked at the son who had been in hiding for a few days with a cold face, and said in a bad tone, "You still know? I think you have forgotten this sister."

Seeing that Song Yicen ignored him, an unknown anger formed in his heart, and he unconsciously became annoyed: "Why did I give birth to such a heartless thing like you! You go, don't let me see you again!"

Song Yicen's tone could not be heard sad or happy: "I will leave after I say goodbye to my sister."

After finishing speaking, he whispered something to Song Changan's tombstone, then reached out and patted the tombstone, stood up, turned around and left, as if he didn't see Song's father, Song's mother, and quasi-brother-in-law present, and walked without a trace. Nostalgia.

This move made Father Song even more angry.

In the distance, Lin Cong arrived at some unknown time, and was standing there waiting.

Song Yicen's face flushed and his heart warmed.

Song's father and Song's mother naturally saw it too.

There are so many scandals about Song Yicen and Lin Cong on the Internet that no one knows about them on the streets.Song's father and Song's mother didn't believe it at first, but now they saw Lin Cong who was waiting for Song Yicen with a gentle and doting face, and Song Yicen whose footsteps became lighter and faster after seeing Lin Cong, they suddenly believed him a little bit.

"stop!"

Song's father called Song Yicen to stop, but Song Yicen seemed not to hear him, he kept walking and didn't even turn his head.

"I tell you to stop!" Father Song grabbed Song Yicen.

Song Yicen turned around, with a surprised expression on his face, as if to say, "Didn't you just say you won't see me anymore".

Father Song didn't care too much, he pointed at Lin Cong and asked Song Yicen, "What's your relationship with that person?"

"Who?" Song Yicen asked knowingly, seeing that Song's father was angry and anxious, he said slowly, "Lin Cong?"

He turned around and smiled at Lin Cong, his shyness faded away, he hadn't seen him for two days, and he really missed him a little.

"The kind of relationship that netizens talk about." He looked at Father Song fearlessly, "You can look online."

He finished speaking in one breath, turned around and left again.

"How dare you!" Father Song roared, "How dare you stay with him!"

Song's mother, who had been wiping her tears and not speaking, was also anxious: "Yicen, you can hate us, but you can't... you can't let yourself be depraved."

"Abandon yourself to depravity?" One sentence made Song Yicen laugh back angrily, and asked incredulously, "What is self-depravity? This is really ugly. If you can't speak, just shut up." He snorted coldly, "My own life , and it’s not up to others to point fingers.”

"Disobedience and unfilial piety!" Father Song was furious, "Why did you talk to your mother?"

Song Yicen turned a deaf ear to it, and he didn't bother to argue with Song's father, so he walked away.

Father Song was so angry that he was dizzy, dizzy and heart ached. He clutched his chest, gasped and said harshly: "Okay! Very good! You left with him today, and we will just pretend we never gave birth to your son!"

The author has something to say: I was too busy on a business trip a few days ago, so I didn’t update, I covered my face... (*/ω＼*)