My brother became a love brain

Song Dongyang's love words are so sweet, I almost believed them.

I said to him: "What I want you to do, you can't do it, it's just a nice word of mouth."

Song Dongyang just laughed and didn't refute. His spirit seemed to have recovered. He put on his nightgown slowly and asked me: "What do you want to eat in the morning?"

"All good." I don't have much preference for food, so I can be called a good feeder.

Song Dongyang asked me again if I wanted to take a bath, and I said "yes", so I watched him leave, changed the water, and took a soak.

When I arrived at the restaurant, the dining table was covered with food. Song Dongyang was peeling apples with a knife in his hand. I sat next to Song Dongyang. The apples in his hands were spinning very fast, and the peeling was soon finished. , and handed it to me.

"Thank you." I took the apple from him and took a bite, "It tastes good."

Song Dongyang personally made another sandwich, the ingredients are soft bread, golden eggs and toasted ham slices.

He cut the bread in two, handed me half, and said, "Try it."

It looked delicious and tasted good, I finished what I had on hand and had an extra spoonful of veggies on my plate.

"..."

I'm thinking about how to say no.

"This vegetable is also delicious," he coaxed me gently, "Try it?"

I ate the vegetables and replied solemnly: "Don't give me any more food."

"Okay." He agreed easily, and I just breathed a sigh of relief when I suddenly realized that I was already half full, and there was no chance for him to continue to play.

I picked out a few more things to eat, and Song Dongyang asked someone to remove the breakfast, and said to me: "The guest room has been arranged, go and rest for a while."

What he said surprised me. I thought he would have a full schedule.

"We still have a long time to get along, don't be in a hurry now," he looked up, looking in a good mood, "I'll take you here for a while after you've had enough sleep and lunch. When it's time, I should go."

"I haven't promised you to stay yet." I reminded him.

"But you can't leave either." Song Dongyang's appearance was really irritating, "I will be back soon."

I stopped talking to him, and followed the servant directly to the guest room that had just been cleaned up. The moment I opened the door and entered, I didn't believe it at all, this was the so-called "guest room".

The layout of this room is like "moving" the room I used to stay in the ninth district, and I even saw the slightly depreciated high-back chair I used to use.

I stood at the door, but hesitated, not knowing whether I should go in or not.Everything in front of me is like an old dream. I clearly remember that not long after I left the Ninth District, the small building where I stayed was taken by a judge. Lou, there is nothing for him.

At that time, Song Dongyang wrote to me and asked me what to do with the things I was used to. I replied a letter and just told him: "Keep what can be used, and throw away what is useless."

I didn't expect that he left all the things in my bedroom.

I still walked into the room. The carpet in the room looked clean, but it was old. I walked directly to the bookcase and pushed open the glass door of the bookcase. Inside the door were neatly stacked books. Comments from Dongyang and myself.

My fingertips slid across the spines of the books, and finally stopped on "Das Kapital". I only read half of this book at that time, and I was about to leave the Ninth District. I didn't finish it in the next few years.

I pulled out the book, closed the door of the bookcase again, and walked to my bed again.

The bedding on the bed was brand new, but the fabric used was exactly the same as before. I stood by the bed, staring at the few plush dolls scattered on the bed, and I had already dragged Song Dongyang out to beat him a hundred times in my heart.

Back then, Song Dongyang, for some reason, always had the illusion that I liked plush dolls. In fact, I liked fluffy animals, such as dogs or cats, but he didn’t like to let me raise them. He always said that the life span of animals Too short and it will make me sad someday.

I think what he said made sense, and I was no longer attached to raising them, but the next day, he stuffed me with some plush dolls and said, "Rui Rui, you can hug them to sleep."

I took the dolls, but never slept with them.Fortunately for Song Dongyang, he "moved" and even moved these dolls here.

I lifted the quilt and lay down in it. The dolls rolled towards the side of the bed because of the shaking of the quilt.

Just when a doll was about to fall to the ground, I reached out and grabbed it, but as soon as I got it, I felt something was wrong.

Dolls are usually soft, but this doll hardened a little when I touched it, as if there was something inside.

My curiosity has always been strong, so I brought this doll to my eyes. It looks like a sheep. It was originally covered with a thick layer of fur. It is not as thick as before, so it is easy to detect that something is wrong.

Before I dismantled the doll, I actually thought that Song Dongyang might have done it on purpose.

But now that I knew there was something in it, it was impossible for me to let it go.

The doll is easy to disassemble, there is a living thread at the bottom, and when it is pulled out, there is a hole.I poked my finger into the mouth, first I dug out some cotton wool, and soon I dug out another box.

The box was square and small. I opened the box and found that it was indeed a ring.

It was a beautiful ring with red gems inlaid on it. The shape of the gems looked like a red heart.

I put the ring aside, removed the soft material under the ring, and found a yellowed note from inside.

I am very familiar with the handwriting on the note, it is Song Dongyang's.

He wrote - "Chi Rui, if you find this ring, marry me."

The payment was made three months before the Chi family found me.

Was it forged recently?

Or is it real?

Does it matter?

I put the note back to its original place, picked up the ring, and scraped it lightly with my fingertips, and sure enough I touched the bump.

I put the ring in the sun, and three words appeared in it - "Gift to my lover".

It's such a romantic setting.

I put the ring back, closed the box, and stuffed the box back into the doll.

Times have changed, he is not who he was back then, and I am not who I was back then. All the romance and friendship at that time are now like expired bread, which can no longer be swallowed.

I got under the quilt, closed my eyes, emptied my mind, and soon fell into a dream.