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Chapter 61: Thunder and Night Rain
Before they knew it, the two of them forgot the time and played happily until midnight.
Fortunately, tomorrow is the weekend, so don't have to go to class.
Autumn rain began to fall outside the window, and it rained late at night, which was simply the best reason for the two people who were thinking about each other.
Naturally, Song Jinyang would not let Bei Song go back to school in the rain, but for Beisong, the Song family was once acquainted with each other, and this was the third time staying overnight. Naturally, Bei Song would not refuse Song Jinyang's requestup.
After the two washed up, they went back to their rooms to get ready to sleep and rest.
The autumn rain was falling outside the window, and it was getting bigger and bigger. Soon, the dark night rain began to slam on the ground mixed with thunder and lightning.In a blink of an eye, the torrential rain turned into a roar, drowning everything outside the window.
Suddenly there was a thunderclap, a ray of daylight flashed outside the window, the lights in the room were suddenly extinguished, and the electrical appliances were beeping, all disconnected...
power cut……
Bei Song, who was alone in the guest room, began to panic and fear.
It was on such a thunderstorm night that his father took his last breath. At that time, the broken home that had been tossed by illness was only the roar of thunder outside the house, and his mother crying in despair.
The scene at that time became an indelible nightmare in Beisong's heart, and it remained in the heart of the young Bei Song forever.
Afterwards, every thunderstorm night, Bei Song would feel terrified and restless, unable to fall asleep with his eyes wide open.Now Bei Song has no time to take care of whether there is a power outage in the house. He only prays wholeheartedly, and the thunder stops quickly.Stop making such frightening noises.
Song Jinyang was still reading a book, but suddenly there was a thunderstorm outside, and the electricity at home was cut off.So Song Jinyang closed the book, a little worried that the thunder outside the house was so noisy, and the power went out suddenly, and Bei Song next door would not sleep well.
Song Jinyang, who was a little worried, got up and put on his coat, picked up his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight on the mobile phone, walked to the door of the next room, and gently knocked on the door of Bei Song's room.
"Are you asleep?" Song Jinyang asked softly outside the door.
"No." Bei Song tried to relax himself so that his voice didn't sound so trembling.
"Can I come in?" Song Jinyang asked again.
"Okay." Bei Song replied briefly, trying not to let Song Jinyang notice that he was abnormal.
When Song Jinyang came in, he saw Bei Song curled up in a ball with his body sideways and his back facing the window, covered in a quilt.
Song Jinyang thought it was a bit funny, so he walked to Bei Song's bed, poked Bei Song's butt through the quilt, and asked with a smile:
"Child, sleeping like this is not good for your health. Don't you feel bored under the quilt?"
Without waiting for Bei Song's answer, Song Jinyang pulled Bei Song's quilt away, and soon Song Jinyang couldn't laugh anymore.
He saw Bei Song curled up on the bed under him, his black clear eyes were full of fragility and fear, the corners of his eyes were full of tears, and the quilt that was close to his face was wet.
Song Jinyang quickly put his mobile phone aside, stretched out his hand to hug Bei Song, hugged him into his arms, stroked Bei Song's back and comforted him:
"It's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid."
With someone around him, Bei Song's heart gradually settled down, and he nodded and said in a low voice:
"Sorry for worrying you."
Song Jinyang sighed and said: "You are afraid of thunderstorms, you should tell me, I will accompany you, if it is not because of a sudden power outage, if I have not come to see, then you will have to worry about it all night? Silly child.”
Seeing Song Jinyang's worried face, Bei Song forced the corners of his mouth to force a smile, and said:
"During this period of time, I have been taking care of you, the professor... Today I have disturbed the professor, I am really embarrassed to trouble the professor. And... I seem to often trouble the professor."
Song Jinyang supported Beisong's shoulders with his hands, forcing Bei Song to look at him. Song Jinyang said seriously with a serious face:
"For me, taking care of you comes out of my own will. You don't have to be burdened."
The child in front of me, probably because his father passed away early and was dependent on his mother, had received a lot of indifference and ridicule from others before, so subconsciously, he was always worried about whether he would cause trouble and trouble to others, and annoy others.
No matter how I take care of this child and treat this child well, this child will always have a heart for him, and he will always be so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.
Bei Song felt that his eye sockets were slightly hot, and asked with some anticipation and some puzzlement:
"Why? Professor, why are you so kind to me? Is it because I am Qiuyao's friend?"
Song Jinyang nodded first, then shook his head and said, "In the beginning it was because you were Qiuyao's friend that he took care of you more, but not anymore."
It seemed that the doubts and incomprehensions that had plagued Bei Song recently were about to disappear, and the answer was about to come out.
But Bei Song wanted to hear what Song Jinyang had to say to himself, so he asked again:
"Why not later? Why is that?"
Song Jinyang didn't want to answer his question, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed Bei Song's hair, then changed the subject and said, "It's getting late, I'll be with you tonight, you can sleep peacefully."
Bei Song didn't listen to Song Jinyang obediently this time. He sat up straight and held Song Jinyang's hand rubbing his hair firmly, refusing to let go.
"Why?" Bei Song asked again.
"There is no reason. I am an elder. Why do I want to treat you better?" Song Jinyang said displeased.
"So professor, do you just treat me like a child now? Is the professor sympathizing with me? Is it sympathetic that I have no father since I was a child, so you want to make up for some of the warmth from my elders?" Bei Song said quietly after finishing speakingLooking at Song Jinyang, his expression was a little hurt.
Song Jinyang turned his head away and stopped looking at Bei Song.
Bei Song went on to say: "The professor...do you know...I don't want to be your junior, let alone your younger brother, I like the professor...I want to be with the professor all the time...I haven't been like this for many yearsI have felt the warmth from male elders since then... Every time the professor treats me well, I can't help but want more... I want the professor to give me a little more tenderness... I haven't had such happiness for a long timeIt's over...I like the professor...I don't want to leave the professor...Professor, you don't reject Qiuyao's sexual orientation...Then, professor, would you hate me like this...Is it possible to accept me like this?"
Only then did Song Jinyang turn his head. In the darkness, Bei Song couldn't tell what his expression was, but he could only feel it sporadically. There were two faint lights flickering in Song Jinyang's eyes, looking at him with some unknown meaning.