Sheng Chong Second Marriage

Chapter 62 The surname Song gave up on graduate school
After dinner, it was nearly nine o'clock after some tidying up.Lan Song brought sliced ​​apples, and as soon as he left the kitchen, he saw Song Yichen sitting comfortably on the sofa watching TV, with his slender legs overlapping each other, and his right hand naturally leaning on the armrest of the sofa.

Seeing Lan Song approaching, Song Yichen put down the remote control in his hand, stood up with his hands on his knees, "It's getting late, I should go back to school."

"I'll take you back." After speaking, Lan Song put the fruit plate on the coffee table, and turned to get his coat and bag.

"No, I'll just go back by myself. I don't worry about driving so late."

"Then, do you want to stay?" Lan Song had just washed the fruit, and her hands were still a little water-stained. Lan Song subconsciously rubbed on the clothes at her waist, but she didn't realize what her invitation meant.

Song Yichen knew what she meant literally, and she simply stayed overnight.Without answering Lan Song's question, Song Yichen just walked over and hugged Lan Song tightly in his arms.

"What's wrong?" Lan Song was a little puzzled by Song Yichen's sudden movement.

Song Yichen didn't say anything, Lan Song could only feel the arms around him tightening constantly.

"Yichen..." Lan Song wanted to let go of Song Yichen's embrace, but was hugged tightly by Song Yichen, his head kept dropping, and then his chin rested on Lan Song's left shoulder.

"Lan Song, I'm a normal man, if I stay at night, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself..."

Song Yichen's voice has always been clear and moist, but now there is a trace of deep and hoarse that is unique to men in his suppressed voice.

Ever since he fell in love with Lan Song, Song Yichen, who has always been abstaining from desires, has finally opened his mind to the relationship between men and women.Being with her, I had to bear it several times, not to mention being a legitimate boyfriend and girlfriend now.

Hearing this, Lan Song's face turned red. After all, she is not an ignorant girl who doesn't understand anything. She knows what Song Yichen means.Finally, he realized that Song Yichen, who had always been calm and breezy, was also a cannibal. As he said, he was a normal man with normal physiological needs.But she wasn't ready yet, and the two were just starting a relationship.

Immediately, he pushed open Song Yichen's chest with both hands, came out of Song Yichen's arms, picked up Song Yichen's coat on the sofa and stuffed it into his arms, walked to the entrance without looking back, and opened the door with the key.The whole set of movements is done in one go, fast and smooth.

Song Yichen was a little startled by Lan Song's behavior. He touched his nose, picked the corners of his long and narrow eyes, and walked slowly to the entrance.Is there such a rush?Or your boyfriend?

However, Lan Song's conservative personality actually pleases Song Yichen. Nowadays, many girls are open and straightforward, but Song Yichen likes to follow the rules, restrained and quiet, just like his ink paintings with thick and light, quiet and far-reaching.

He didn't stop until he was in front of Lan Song. Looking at the defensive Lan Song, Song Yichen laughed. He didn't expect him to have today.

He lowered his head and kissed Lan Song's hair, "Go to bed early and remember to lock the door."

Seeing that Song Yichen didn't move any more, Lan Song immediately relaxed his nervousness, but there was a sense of nervous loss in his heart.

"Well, it's time to call."

Song Yichen changed his shoes, went out, and closed the door behind him.

The next day, after breakfast, Lan Song came to the provincial hospital to see Lu Feng.He learned from his responsible physician that the day after tomorrow, which is Monday, he will undergo internal fixation of tibial and fibula fractures.

"Did you meet your ex-husband this time?"

The gap between people is so big, it is very strange, as expected, the same rice supports hundreds of kinds of people.Song Yichen would not have asked her such a simple and rude question directly.

After rolling a blank look at Lu Feng, Lan Song said angrily, "If you don't ask such an unsightly question, you will die."

"Does the surname Song know that you, a woman, have such a vicious heart?"

"..." Lan Song didn't look up, and continued to read the newspaper in his hand.

"Don't those surnamed Song be curious about what happened between you and your ex-husband?"

During the years when the two got along, Lan Song mentioned the matter of Chen Jiaming to Lu Feng intermittently, more precisely, it was Lu Feng who pestered Lan Song to talk about it.Because even if they got divorced, Lu Feng still had a heart for Chen Jiaming, the person who played such an important role in Lan Song's life.

Although Lan Song didn't want to tell others about the things that made her sad during this marriage, Lu Feng was an exception, probably because both of them had a difficult life.Talking and talking, if you talk too much, it becomes like telling other people's stories.That's why Lu Feng used Chen Jiaming to blame Lan Song so easily and boldly.

"Don't always have the surname Song. The surname is Song, okay? Everyone has a name and a surname." Lan Song took a stack of newspapers in his hand and waved to Lu Feng's arm without hesitation, "Don't call me if you don't want to."

"What's that called? Brother Song?"

Lu Feng had a ruffian look on his face, he didn't seem to be afraid anyway, Lan Song's back teeth creaked, and he kept silent for a while, just rolled and rolled the newspaper, but this time it was Lu Feng's place where he waved it. A wounded lame leg.

"Ah..." Suddenly, Lu Feng's screams echoed in the ward.

"You woman, you deserve a thousand knives..."

Lan Song lowered his head and continued to watch the news, without the slightest sense of guilt after beating someone, and couldn't hide a smug smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't be complacent, let me tell you," Lu Feng bared his teeth, "Now the one surnamed Song is in my hands, so be careful that I won't let him eat and walk around."

"What do you mean?" Lan Song heard that something was wrong, raised his head, and the expression of fighting just now disappeared on his face.

"That is to say, you'd better be sensible and don't be rough on me, or I will put all these accounts on Song's head."

"No, you just said that Song Yichen fell into your hands, what do you mean? Why did he fall into your hands?" Lan Song was sure that apart from knowing each other, the two of them were totally estranged.

"You don't know?" Lu Feng smiled calmly, and asked back, "The surname Song gave up his postgraduate studies. I arranged an errand for him, and it will start next week."

"Don't read it? Why don't you read it?" A vague answer always came to mind, but Lan Song was afraid.

"For you. I'm happy now." Lu Feng had a wicked smile on his face, but when he saw Lan Song's slightly pale mouth and stunned expression, it was obvious that he didn't know it at all, but he seemed to be holding back in his heart. There was a suffocation that weighed heavily on his chest.

Lan Song still didn't quite believe it, "I've heard from Ai Lai that studying for a graduate student has always been his ambition. He likes painting, and painting is his life. He managed to succeed in graduate school. He is still the best artist in China. Academy..."

Lan Song's voice became softer and weaker as he spoke. In fact, his purpose for doing this was very simple, and it was easy to figure it out once he thought about it.As Lu Feng said, there is no other reason to do so except for her.

"Although poor as hell, but this heart is straightforward. As soon as I said it, he agreed without much consideration." Lu Feng suddenly felt bitter in his mouth, saying these words, the words of a rival in love, made him unbearably bitter .

"Then what is he going to do? If he doesn't paint, what is he going to do?" Lan Song growled a little bit, these people were simply acting out of control, in a mess, "And you, why do you want him not to continue studying?"

"Can painting be eaten? How many painters are valuable now? Do you want to raise him?" Lu Feng asked Lan Song sharply, not letting Lan Song avoid these practical problems, "If he doesn't think about going with you in the future, Lu, that doesn't deserve to be with you either."

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