Rebirth of the rich and famous

4 Ambiguous
Looking up and seeing Song Yazhi, the kneeling Song Shifen immediately smiled and waved, "Yazhi, come over here—Daddy, why don't I go out with Yazhi and not disturb your adults talking..."

Shaking Song Zixuan's arm flatteringly, Song Shifen said with a smile.

This kind of acting like a baby is naturally no match for the old man.Smiling and waving his hands, his eyes swept across the corner, and he said intentionally or unintentionally: "Let's all go out and play! Xiaoye is also going..."

In response, Song Xiaoye couldn't help but sneak a glance at Song Zixuan.

She thought that the old man didn't see her!In the past, she was almost an invisible person in the Song family. Every family gathering, she was the one who was ignored.At that time, my heart ached and I felt hurt.But now, I feel really stupid.

Why do you need to please people who don't care about you?If you don't like you, even if you dig out your heart and hold it in front of them, they will still think your heart stinks...

It is extremely stupid to entrust the meaning of one's existence in the approval of others - even if the whole world does not recognize you, so what?You are still yourself and nothing will change.

Pretending not to see Song Shifen's white eyes, Song Xiaoye followed them around the living room, through the spacious floor-to-ceiling glass doors, and went straight into the back garden.

Although they were together, as soon as they walked out, Song Xiaoye immediately fell behind, deliberately keeping a distance from the three people in front.

Song Zhenyi, who had been playing with his mobile phone, didn't pay attention, but Song Shifen pulled Song Yazhi, and laughed in a low voice: "She's quite sensible, if she really follows, I'll call her pretty."

Although Song Yazhi looked disgusted when Song Shifen didn't pay attention, but now she was full of flattery, "How dare she come here with little aunt? Who doesn't know, little aunt is the most powerful!"

"Yeah, you mean I'm a tigress?"

"How dare I!" Song Yazhi giggled and lowered her voice, "Little aunt, didn't you mean Jowell? Did you make an appointment or not?"

As they walked further away, Song Xiaoye didn't listen to what the two girls said again.Girls of this age gathered together, apart from bags and clothes, boys were the ones who talked the most.

In the previous life, they had never communicated with her like this, and in this life, she didn't want to join in the fun.

The hanging curtains prevented her from seeing the situation in the hall clearly.However, she didn't have the mind to pay more attention.At this time, the people who accompany the old man are all people who regard her as her shoe. No matter how much she spends on it, she can't get anything from them.

The back garden of the Song residence is a sea of ​​roses.The gardener took good care of it, and now it is the flowering period again, and the red eyes are very dazzling.

Passing through the rose bushes, Song Xiaoye followed the path and soon reached the white bungalow on the left wing.Like the white bungalow in the middle, this later bungalow is also in British style.However, it looks younger.The left and right wings built later were originally lived by her parents, but now, they are basically empty.

The room entered from the floor-to-ceiling windows on the living room side.Song Xiaoye walked around to the study inside with ease.

Although the study on the left wing is not as big as the study in the main room, it still has thousands of books.In the past, Song Xiaoye spent most of her family gatherings here.

Instead of picking a book from the bookshelf, Song Xiaoye leaned against the bookshelf and sat on the carpet with her knees hugged.

It's amazing. A few hours ago, she was still lying in a pool of blood in the lobby of the International Commerce Center.

But now, she was sitting in the refuge of her youth.

"Just grab - grab..."

"Catch what?" The sudden voice made Song Xiaoye jump.

Looking at Song Haohua who suddenly appeared, she was not surprised.From childhood to adulthood, Song Haohua can always find her wherever she hides.

"Third brother," she didn't move, she looked at Song Haohua, suppressing the excitement just now.

If she changed her fate, then he wouldn't repeat it...

As if he didn't notice Song Xiaoye's eyes, Song Haohua casually flipped through the books that someone left there on the table, turned to look at her and complained: "Why do you call me third brother again? There is no one here——Xiaoye, after I come back, You haven't called me 'Brother Haohua' yet? Why? I've only been away for four years, and I lost that little tail that always followed me?"

The corner of her mouth curled up, Song Xiaoye smiled, "I'm too old, if I'm the third brother's little tail, I'll be scolded."

"Who scolded you?" Song Haohua squatted down in front of her and looked at her seriously, "Did you forget that I said that I like you to follow me, and you always call 'Brother Haohua' and 'Brother Haohua' from behind? "

She remembers!Whether it was before or now, she remembers it clearly.

The entire Song family, who treats her best, how could she forget his kindness?However, it was because he remembered too clearly that he provoked criticism from those people.This time, she won't let them get into a scandal like that again.

"Who scolded me? Of course it's the future third sister-in-law or your current girlfriend!" With a low smile, Song Xiaoye joked half-sarcastically, but when she met Song Haohua's gaze, she restrained her smile.

"Girlfriend?" Song Haohua smiled, turned around, and sat down next to Song Xiaoye, leaning against the bookshelf like that, stretching his slender legs.

"Your brother Haohua was dumped by a woman!"

"Huh?" Song Xiaoye was taken aback, "How is it possible—brother three, don't make me laugh!"

How could someone dump Song Haohua?She has never heard of...

"I mean it—how can you be so unsympathetic?"

Song Haohua frowned, his tone of voice seemed to be coquettish, coupled with the handsome face of Qingyou, it was enough to instantly kill any girl's heart.

Perhaps, except for Song Xiaoye.

"Where is there no fragrant grass in the end of the world, if the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come!" Because she didn't believe what Song Haohua said at all, Song Xiaoye could still make a joke with a smile.

"Don't Brother Haohua look like a person who has been hurt by love?" Song Haohua complained: "Guys without sympathy, can't you be more generous and say to lend me your shoulders?"

While speaking, he had already tilted his head, and just rested his head on Song Xiaoye's shoulder like that.

Song Xiaoye's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously wanted to push Song Haohua away, but when her eyes fell on Song Haohua's handsome face, she withdrew her hand again.

When she was young, she also cried in Song Haohua's arms countless times, complaining that no one liked her, no one loved her, and no one even listened to her.

At that time, Song Haohua always hugged her, patted her shoulder lightly to coax her, saying that he likes her, loves her, and listens to her...

It's just a boy who is six years older than her!But he always treats the little tail who follows him with a smile on his face.So patient, so gentle, even if she was laughed at by others, she never left her alone.

Sighing softly in her heart, Song Xiaoye wanted to comfort her, but Song Haohua suddenly laughed.

"It still smells like milk—the same body wash smell as when I was a kid."

Song Xiaoye was embarrassed, and immediately put the comforting words that she wanted to say behind her, and pushed Song Haohua away heavily. She jumped up and shouted angrily: "It's too much! Third brother is like this, no wonder he is going to be dumped..."

Covering her mouth, she looked at Song Haohua, thinking that she was talking like this, but her brain didn't care about the consequences, she really seemed to be only 16 years old!

Falling to the ground, Song Haohua didn't get up, but just looked at Song Xiaoye quietly.

Song Xiaoye frowned, suspecting that she had really hurt his heart.Bending down, she muttered, not knowing what to say.

Before she could speak, Song Haohua said "ah": "I saw Xiao Nei Nei!"

His face was flushed with embarrassment, Song Xiaoye kicked him without even thinking about it.No matter how painful Song Haohua was, he turned around and ran.

"Xiaoye, I'm in so much pain—" he yelled loudly, but Song Haohua still had a smile on his face.

"Live—" Standing at the door of the study, Song Xiaoye turned her head and stared at Song Haohua, but she didn't bring out the word behind it.

Seeing Song Xiaoye stop, Song Haohua stood up slowly, smiled and stretched out his hand, "Xiaoye, I miss you so much—really, in America, I miss you every day!"

With a heartbeat, Song Xiaoye's throat was a little choked, but she still didn't move, she just hummed: "Third brother is coaxing people again, and he hasn't come back for four years, how dare you say you miss me?!"

"I just miss it so much that I dare not come back..." Muttering in a low voice, Song Haohua walked over and gently put his arms around Song Xiaoye.hand, caressing her slightly messy straight hair naturally, "It's been four years, and our Xiaoye has grown up!"

"Third brother..." Called in a low voice, Song Xiaoye's mouth moved slightly, but no sound came out.

Such a warm embrace, no matter when and where, makes her so nostalgic.But, this is wrong...

Gently freeing Song Haohua's arm, Song Xiaoye took half a step back, raised her head, and gestured proudly with her hands, "Of course I've grown up! Look, I'm only a little short of you now!"

The warmth in his arms suddenly emptied, and Song Haohua lost his mind for a moment.Looking at Song Xiaoye's bright smile, he curled the corners of his mouth, "It's obviously at least 10 centimeters short, right? How can you say it's just a little..." His eyes were indescribably deep, and he whispered: "However, it is true that growing up I don’t need Brother Haohua to comfort me anymore!”

Without speaking, Song Xiaoye just turned around with a smile, and briskly ran out of the study, "Third Brother, hurry up! Grandpa doesn't like waiting for others..."

Running out of the room quickly, Song Xiaoye held her throbbing chest and slowed down.

Standing among the rose bushes, she felt something.Looking back suddenly, he was facing Song Haohua who was looking out of the study window.

Behind the window reflecting the sunlight, the handsome young man's face was a little unclear, but his heavy eyes shot into her heart through the glass as if they were real.

Looking at each other, the two just stared through the window like that, and never moved away for a long time.

Time flies like water, many things have changed.For him, it was just four years of studying.But for her, it has been ten years—an insurmountable river of time...

(End of this chapter)