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Chapter 30
Chapter 30
That photo became Song Zhen's heartache. He was indeed as Guan Wuqiao said, he would pick it up and take a look when he had nothing to do, but it did not strengthen his determination, but made him even more confused—everything related to the future, He didn't even think about it. He only knew that he wouldn't starve to death, so he didn't need to worry too much. As for what university to study and what job he would do, he had never thought about it.
Not to mention what kind of people you will be with in the future.
But Guan Wuqiao seems to have unilaterally identified this matter, which makes Song Zhen feel overwhelmed. He doesn't want to pay attention to Guan Wuqiao, but he can't really ignore this person. Guan Wuqiao has invaded everything in his life. In the corner, he didn't feel anything before, but when he reacted, an overwhelming net had trapped him so much that he couldn't move.
Contrary to Song Zhen, Guan Wuqiao is now completely free of scruples. Song Zhen prays every day that he will not kiss on his neck again. He suspects that Zhu Hao will one day remove the Band-Aid on his neck, and then Shout out, "I knew it!"
This is a very scary thing.
Before the summer vacation, Guan Wuqiao's temper became more and more peaceful and indifferent. Song Zhen didn't understand why at first, but later he found out that it was because of Guan Wuqiao's father. Once Song Zhen heard Guan Wuqiao and his father on the phone , I don't know what to say over there, Guan Wuqiao said expressionlessly: "This is my own business."
Song Zhen was very curious, so he sneaked over there, Guan Wuqiao glanced at him, and turned on the speakerphone. There aren't many opportunities to go out and play."
Guan Wuqiao said, "You can do it yourself."
"So you decided to shake hands with your mother to make peace?"
"You think too much, she goes to ask Song Zhen, Song Zhen comes to me, it's that simple."
"Oh, are you on good terms with that kid?"
Guan Wuqiao seemed to be tired of this endless questioning. He lifted Song Zhen's short sleeves, put his hand in to touch his stomach, and sneered: "Yeah, he and I—"
Song Zhen quickly covered Guan Wuqiao's mouth. He couldn't say why, but he had a strong intuition. If he didn't cover Guan Wuqiao's mouth, Guan Wuqiao might say, "I have slept with him. ' and so on.
Guan Wuqiao removed his hand and said calmly, "I really have a good relationship with him."
Then, Guan Wuqiao stretched out his hand and pointed at his face, Song Zhen resignedly leaned over and kissed him on the face.
After hanging up the phone, Song Zhen asked, "Does your father want to take you out to play too?"
Guan Wuqiao didn't answer, he lifted Song Zhen's clothes and bit his chest hard.
On the second day of the summer vacation, Guan Wuqiao and Song Zhen met at the airport. Lin Ying seemed very excited, and even had some affection for Guan Wuqiao. Song Zhen always thought she was gentle and easy, and it was the first time he saw his The stepmother made such a low gesture.
Guan Wuqiao's response to this was mediocre, but he didn't seem rude, as if he knew very well what to do, and then he did it, and he grasped the degree very accurately.
Song Zhen felt that Lin Ying was a little pitiful.
The accommodation arrangement is that Lin Ying shares a room with Song Chongzhou, and Guan Wuqiao shares a room with Song Zhen. Song Zhen was almost not knocked down by pain after learning about this arrangement. He knew very well what kind of virtue Guan Wuqiao was in bed. Accidentally kissed by him to make an indelible hickey, or made him unable to walk, then this seemingly harmonious trip may turn into a murder scene. Either Lin Ying killed him first, or Song Chongzhou first checked it out. No bridge killed.
What surprised him was that after entering the hotel room, Guan Wuqiao did not hug Song Zhen and make out as they did when they were alone, but packed the luggage of the two in silence. He patiently took Song Zhen's luggage. Clothes were taken out and hung, one after another.
Song Zhen poked him uncomfortably, "Are you in a bad mood?"
Guan Wuqiao said, "No."
Song Zhen squatted aside watching him pack his clothes, and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you hate your parents?"
Guan Wuqiao hung up the last piece of clothing, squatted in front of him, reached out and touched his head.
"A lot of people, like my parents, spend too much time wasting time on the wrong things, like getting married, like having kids. When I was little, my dad would rather spend time opening a room with a woman he didn't know for half a day. I don't want to ask what I'm thinking, my mom has completely disappeared from my life for quite some time, I don't hate them, I respect their choice, but I don't respect this kind of taken for granted, the world is not centered on them."
Song Zhen didn't know how to answer. He felt that Guan Wuqiao's heart was very cold and hard, but for some reason, he also felt that Guan Wuqiao was very pitiful. At this moment, he suddenly forgot the unpleasantness of the past, as if the first The second realized that he was Guan Wuqiao's boyfriend, they were in a relationship, and falling in love was a responsible thing, and he couldn't treat Guan Wuqiao very badly.
So, that night, when Guan Wuqiao was holding Song Zhen on the sofa, Song Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and kissed Guan Wuqiao's face tremblingly. He wanted to say something, but I don't know what to say, so I can only rub against Guan Wuqiao's body, like a sacrifice, and bring his swollen chest to his lips.