Song Min lit a cigarette and took a sip and answered Wei Shijin's question, "Senior High School."

Wei Shijin supported his head with one hand, oh? In the dormitory? A young man shrank in the quilt, blushed, like a cooked shrimp, as if he had done something bad, guilty and panic.

"Tell me, I did something in a bar in my second year of high school. A man in his thirties and forties pulled me into a corner and said alcoholically that he gave me money and asked me to sleep with him. It was not him who came to me, but begged me to get him. Seeing that he looked hungry, I picked up the beer bottle..."

Song Min automatically figured out a certain picture, and heard Wei Shijin say, "Pick up the beer bottle and smash it on the man's head."

Wei Shijin put a handsome face close and smiled teasingly, "Uncle, have you thought of something strange? Telling it opens my eyes?"

Song Min asked without changing his expression, "What about?"

Wei Shijin saw the man's embarrassment for a moment, and he curled his lips, "The man dared not call the police, so he ran away with his bleeding head. A few days later, I met him on the road. He was so scared that he took several steps back, turned around like a mouse and left as if he saw a cat."

"It seems that I've wet my pants. I can't figure out why I'm so scared. I don't eat people. You said yes, uncle."

Song Min spit out a cloud of smoke, "That man is afraid that you will threaten him by taking the bar. If others know that he likes men and wants to sleep with a boy, he will face disgust and contempt from relatives and friends, and those with poor mentality can do extreme behavior."

Wei Shijin stared at the man blatantly, "Uncle said it's right, you're the uncle."

Song Min said lightly, "I went to a drinks party and was drugged, and I almost got raped."

At the beginning, he had already said something that could not be found in this world, which aroused Wei Shijin's suspicion, and later he was lazy to hide it. Perhaps he felt that the other party would not betray him.

Wei Shijin was silent on his face, but his heart was filled with great turmoil. There were too many secrets on men, and nothing he heard could be found. It seemed that it did not exist in this world, and it was strange everywhere, but he did not intend to investigate.

The future is still far away and the road is long. Wei Shijin feels that maybe one day in the future men will take the initiative to take out the secrets in their hearts and share them with him. There are many unexpected things in life.

Just like before tonight, Wei Shijin didn't expect that he would sit with men and share unknown things, and he actually said a few things.

I don’t know if it was alcohol or tobacco that played the role. In the next hour, Song Min dug out some of the things that were rotten in his stomach and emitting a foul smell. He no longer felt so blocked. He felt much more comfortable.

Song Min never took out everything related to that relationship and told anyone that he didn't even have Huang Dan or the guardian, but this time he vented through a communication and sharing method.

After drinking, Song Min was confused and his mind was mostly removed.

Wei Shijin saw that the man was in a position for a long time and didn't move. He moved his chair and sat closer, "Uncle, are you crying?"

Song Min held his forehead, and his breath was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, "No."

Wei Shijin pulled the man's hand down and used his other hand to pinch his face. His eyes were red and he didn't cry, but he gave people a feeling of crying. "Did you think of sad things? You're even more worried when you drink to relieve your sorrows."

Song Min stood up on the table and walked staggeringly into the inner room. He hit the recliner and almost fell down and his waist was caught by one hand.

Wei Shijin helped the man in and lay down. He took off his glasses and put them aside, lowered his head and smiled, "Uncle, what you did tonight challenged my self-control more and more. First, he slept like a pig in the hot spring pool, and couldn't wake him up. Then he drank in front of me to the present look that could make me do whatever I want. Do you have any misunderstandings about me? I am not a gentleman."

Song Min narrowed his eyes and looked at Wei Shijin, as if he was not looking at him, but just fell in a void and looked at nothing.

Wei Shi Jin Shunshun's hair on his forehead was very gentle, "Uncle, if you are not good to yourself, you will live a very sad life, and you are pitiful, you are now."

Song Min opened Wei Shijin's hand and turned over and lay still.

Wei Shijin took out the last cigarette in the cigarette box and lit it. He did nothing else, but looked at the man by the bed, watching the other person's sleeping position change again and again, and finally, a person curled up his hands and feet, wrapped his arms around his chest and hugged himself. It is said that a person who sleeps like this feels extremely insecure.

Although he is not a gentleman, Wei Shijin would not deal with people when they drink it into mud. It is boring. He is not so thirsty.

The next morning, Song Min woke up in Wei Shijin's arms. He had a splitting headache. The scenes of last night exploded one after another in his mind like fireworks, which caught him off guard.

Wei Shijin's voice was sleepy, "Good."

Song Min sat up and the quilt slid to his waist. He found that he had never done that kind of discomfort, only the symptoms of a hangover. The tight jaw line instantly softened, and then he looked at the young man lying beside the pillow with a weird look.

Wei Shijin's face was full of ambiguity, "Are you in love with me?"

Song Min took away the young man's hand on his waist and lifted the quilt and got up. He found clothes and pants on the ground and put them on. His head still hurt. He didn't drink so much even after failing the last mission.

Wei Shijin looked at his phone, "It's just past six o'clock now, and it's very early. We'll finish breakfast here before going back."

Song Min was too lazy to respond, and Wei Shijin liked to arrange things and let him go.

After breakfast, Wei Shijin sent Song Min back. He said yesterday that he would be very busy this month and never showed up in the next few days.

It was not until the fourth day that Wei Shijin's phone called Song Min's phone. As soon as it was answered, he complained, "Uncle, I'm so busy that I can't sleep well. Why don't you call me and send me a text message?"

Song Min was reading the newspaper, "Is there anything wrong?"

Wei Shijin smiled bitterly on the other end, "If you have nothing to do, can't you call you? Uncle, I have been able to ride the same boat for ten years and have been able to sleep with a pillow for a hundred years. Last time we had a heart to talk to the West Garden, we also had a bed and a night together. You are just treating me like this?"

Song Min turned the pages of the newspaper. He had read it several times. He was very bored and didn't want to move. He was like an old cow, with no energy. "I just hang up if I'm fine."

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Song Min went to see the surveillance camera and saw a young man in uniform standing at the door, carrying a few bags in his hand, as if he was here to deliver the meal. He asked Wei Shijin, "Did you order the meal for me?"

"Yes, I'm afraid you'll starve to death at home."

Wei Shijin laughed on the phone, "Uncle, the food in this hotel is very good. You can eat it and take a look. If you like it, continue to order it for you tomorrow. If you don't like it, change it."

Song Min frowned. He sensitively noticed the abnormality of Wei Shijin. His heart was much more terrifying than his nature and much more difficult to deal with. "No need."

Wei Shijin said, "I'm busy here, let's talk about it later."

Song Min listened to the beeping sound and knew that the young man would continue tomorrow if he had farted.

At noon, Song Min ate two bowls of rice and drank a lot of soup. He covered the remaining dishes with plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator. He heated them in the pot at night and didn't finish the meal. He wanted to eat again the next day, but someone came to deliver food at noon.

After that, Song Min had delicious food and drinks every day. He stood in front of the kitchen cabinet and looked at the bags of instant noodles inside. After being depressed for a while, he took it out and threw it away.

Half a month later, Wei Shijin appeared at Song Min's residence and pressed him against the wall without saying a word and kissed him, "Uncle, do you miss me? I miss you, do you feel it?"

Song Min was pressed against the wall by Wei Shijin. He pushed the person away and tidied up his slightly messy clothes, "Don't always be like a dog who is in love."

Wei Shijin not only did not get angry, but instead smiled against the man's forehead, "I just sent love in front of you, uncle, you know, I wanted you the first time I saw you."

He put a bag of fruit in his hand on the coffee table, "This season is neither hot nor hot, it is suitable to go out for more walks. Does the uncle have any places that he wants to go but hasn't yet? Tell me and I'll arrange it for you."

Song Min smelled blood on Wei Shijin, and his face was not covered with blood. He was injured. He didn't ask anything, "No, I don't like going out and walking."

Wei Shijin raised his eyebrows, "Are you going to say that you are old and can't walk anymore?"

Song Min walked into the living room, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his voice. "The same rice nourishes a hundred kinds of people, and people are different. Some people are quiet, while others are active..."

Wei Shijin interrupted when he heard this, using a confident tone, "Uncle is very active."

Song Min's figure stuttered slightly and said coldly, "I think I'm self-righteous."

Wei Shijin strided a few times and wrapped the man in his chest, putting his chin on his shoulder, "I'm so angry, uncle, you are a typical annoyed and embarrassed."

Song Min used to be active, and people would change, become strangers to themselves, and they would become increasingly different from themselves, and they would never be able to go back.

Wei Shijin pinched the man's waist and then went to pinch his face, "Uncle, you're fat."

Song Min's face twitched a little, he was fat.

Wei Shijin bent down and looked at the man at close range, "The face is not as yellow as before, and his complexion has improved a lot. Uncle, you have become more seductive |||, I really don't want to leave."

Song Min raised his eyelids.

Wei Shijin pinched his nose and sighed, "The matter is not settled, I took the time to come to you."

Song Min didn't ask what was going on. He had already mastered the detailed information of Wei Shijin, and could guess nine out of ten.

Wei Shijin looked at his watch, "I have to leave, I'll see you next time."

As soon as the door was closed, the room became quiet again. Song Min washed an apple and sat on the sofa in the living room to eat. He took a few bites and looked at the label on the apple, thinking that he would buy this one next time he went to the supermarket. It was very sweet.

After that day, Song Min began to walk downstairs every now and then, basking in the sun and breathing in fresh air. Although his biological clock did not return to the stage of doing tasks, it was no longer so messy, and his living habits were also returning to the past little by little, not to this world, but to the hometown, and earlier.

Wei Shijin didn't come here many times, and he seemed to be really busy. He would come over to make love every time, take advantage of Song Min, and then leave in a hurry, leaving fruits or flowers, and occasionally chocolate.

Song Min lived a relaxed life. He talked to Huang Dan from time to time and said some common words. Their relationship became more and more like friends, rather than masters and servants who were in harmony with their superiors and inferiors.

Huang Dan was the only person who felt that Song Min had changed, and he told Chen Yue about it.

Chen Yue said to Huang Shan, "The perspectives of the bystanders and the parties involved are different. We are not Song Min. Only he knows his true thoughts in his heart, unless he says them in person."

"I was in trouble with you back then, and I was trying to make you mess with you every day. I was swearing to you and made things difficult for you. Everyone, including Liu Feng, thought I couldn't stand you and was timid. In fact, I like you, and I'd be dying. This is the difference between bystanders and the parties involved."

Huang Dan thought about it, too.

"If we substitute Song Min to think about problems, we would be like fools. So at that time, Wei Shijin contacted me and asked me about Song Min, and I would tell you, God will make arrangements freely."

Chen Yue played with Huang Dan's fingers, "Wei Shijin may be able to get Song Min's heart, they can be as happy as us, maybe he will not get Song Min's heart in the end. He will have his own partner. Song Min is an elderly person or has other fate. It depends on God's intention, and no one can tell."

"But I guess one thing is right. Wei Shijin really exploded a few bubbles in Song Min's life in a stagnant pool. Only people with his personality can do it. It is impossible to boil a frog in warm water."

Huang Dan pursed his lips, "I'm worried about one thing."

Chen Yue guessed his thoughts and said, "Song Min is transformed by an intelligent body. He is immortal. Whoever falls in love with him can't afford to chase him without rushing to catch up. But even if he seizes time, he has to grow old slowly under his gaze, and he is still the same. This is reality, it's very cruel."

Huang Dan frowned, "Song Min's body was obtained by his former main system. The third brother is the current main system and should be able to do it, but if I call him, he won't respond to me."

Chen Yue twitched, "Look, you're worried about it. It's not too late to think of a solution when Song Min has someone he likes. God knows what he is thinking about Wei Shijin."

Huang Dan said, "You go out, I'm going to draw a picture."

Chen Yue looked aggrieved, "Wife, why are you driving me away? You draw your picture, I'm here and it won't be a problem for you."

Huang Dan said, "You kiss me sometimes, hug me sometimes, and touch me sometimes, you're very dishonest."

Chen Yue, “…”

In the evening of mid-June, Wei Shijin received a call, which he sent someone to protect Song Min. He frowned and signaled that no one below should talk, "What's the matter?"

The person on the other end said, "Brother Wei, after dinner, Mr. Song went out to wander the street and met Zhang Pei halfway. They stayed in a cafe for a while and were kidnapped by people in a van."

The cigarette on Wei Shijin's mouth shook, and a small tuft of ashes fell, "Have you followed?"
To be continued...