After wearing it for 18 years, it became the top trend

Chapter 58

old house

The plane landed in City A, and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

Because it was a temporary decision before take-off, Qin Lang had not had time to inform his two younger brothers. When he got off the plane, he took advantage of Song Mo dragging the small boarding case and walked in front. He quietly turned on his phone and sent Ziqi a message: "Go back, don't pick me up." , I took a friend to the old house.

Ziqi came back quickly: what friend?

Qin Lang: It's not convenient to tell you at the moment, but you don't need to worry about it, and don't come to the old house these few days, so as not to disturb others.

The second child of the Qin family, who was waiting in the parking lot, looked at the information on the mobile phone, and his handsome pair of eyes slightly frowned. While instructing the driver to drive, he handed the mobile phone to Zi Lin who was next to him: "Third brother, what does this mean?"

Zilin narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and said in a low voice, "So mysterious? Could it be...a woman?"

Ziqi: "Probably not."

Zilin: "Do you want someone to follow you?"

The second son of the Qin family glared at his younger brother and said, "What are you thinking? The eldest brother said that we don't need to worry about it. If we turn around and find out that we followed him, he will definitely be angry." I can't hide from the big brother's piercing eyes."

"Too."

When the Qin family twins returned with a stomach full of curiosity, Qin Lang and Song Mo also took the online car-hailing car.

"Brother Mo, the conditions of my old house are mediocre. If you feel uncomfortable, I'll take you to the hotel." When he arrived in the car, Qin Lang was still a little worried.

Song Mo turned his head and glanced at him lightly: "Did you forget where we slept in the past few episodes?"

Qin Lang thought so too, not to mention before, he just slept on the beach for two days.

In fact, for him, the old house in the four seasons is more comfortable than the big single-family villas of his younger brothers. This time it can be regarded as a legitimate excuse to come back and live for a few days.

It was almost twelve o'clock when the car arrived at Sijili Community.

There are no people in the old community in winter, only the shadows of trees whirling under the moonlight.Walking to the door of the unit building, Qin Lang coughed lightly, and the voice-activated lights lit up in response, reflecting the yellow corridor.

It was Song Mo's plan to come to City A to retrieve his lost memories.

He had consulted a psychiatrist earlier, and if he wanted to retrieve his memory, the best way was to return to the environment at that time.At that time, he had no idea of ​​the environment at that time, and when he asked his mother, the other party always talked about it, and he himself didn't think the memory before the age of ten was very important.It wasn't until I met Qin Lang that I gradually realized that it must be a very important memory in my life, so I decided to get it back.

But today it was really a whim to change the ticket temporarily.

As for Qin Lang taking him to the Sijili community, it was completely unexpected, it can only be said that it was a mistake.

He was a little excited at first, but he walked into the corridor with Qin Lang, as if he was timid because of his closeness to his hometown, and he suddenly felt a little dazed.

When he reached the third floor in a daze, Qin Lang took out the key to open the door, pressed the light switch inside the door, and said, "Come in!"

He just came back to his senses a little bit.

However, when he followed the other party into the room, he suddenly began to be in a daze again, and his whole body seemed to be hysterical, falling into a kind of daze that he didn't know what day and night it was.

The house is very old-fashioned, the ceiling lights are long electric bars, the floor is small square tiles, the white walls are slightly yellowed, the TV is still a color TV with a big head of more than 20 inches. wooden coffee table.

Song Mo knew that he had lived in this room before, and at this moment, he confirmed his previous guess.

But this feeling is not good, there is even a kind of suffocation-like pain, flooding towards him like a tide, he almost has to grab something firmly so as not to let himself be drowned.

"Mexico!"

Qin Lang put away the luggage of the two of them, turned around and saw the man standing by the entrance, his expression was dazed, his eyes were slack, he frowned strangely, walked over and patted his arm: "What's wrong?"

Song Mo instinctively grabbed his wrist fiercely, the familiar breath rushing towards his face, and the warmth from his palm, like the straw he finally grasped, pulled him back to his senses.

He met Qin Lang's suspicious and worried eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, shook his head, and forced a smile: "Maybe it's because I haven't slept well these two days, and I'm so tired that I'm in a trance."

Qin Lang didn't suspect him, as long as he didn't dislike the poor condition of his family, he nodded and said: "Then you hurry up and take a hot bath, and I'll make the bed."

Song Mo nodded, put on the slippers Qin Lang had prepared for him, took a change of clothes from the suitcase, and walked into the bathroom of the Qin family.

Qin Lang also walked towards his bedroom, thinking suspiciously as he walked, did Song Yingdi not sleep well these two days?

It feels good to sleep faster than him and wake up later than him every day!During the day, apart from going to sea with him to salvage, I even saw firewood gathering, most of the time I just went swimming and basked in the sun, why did I get so tired that I lost my mind?

He shook his head and went to make the bed.

Originally, he planned to let the film king live in Qi Zilin's room, but the two brothers hadn't come back to sleep for a long time, and the bed quilt had been left in the closet for a long time, and there was a bit of a smell.

He himself finished the recording of the program last time, came back to live for two days, washed the quilt and put it in the cabinet to dry, and in just a few days, he could still smell a faint fragrance, anyway, it's not like the two of them never slept together.My own bed is big enough, at least much more spacious than tents and small sheds made of banana leaves on the beach, so it shouldn't be considered a slight to the actor.

Qin Lang made the bed and returned to the living room. There was the sound of running water in the non-soundproof bathroom. He curled his lips, walked to the window, and looked downstairs. The two people who had just followed had already left.

As soon as he came out of the airport, he felt that someone was following them. At first, he thought of paparazzi, not to mention that he was already popular, and there was an actor next to him. How many people wanted to shoot.But when he stopped at the traffic light at the second turn, he found from the rearview mirror that these two people were the same two who followed him last time.

Obviously, it's still aimed at me, and it's not just a paparazzi.

If it was going back to his younger brothers' house, he would have thought of a way to get rid of him, but thinking that tonight was going back to Four Seasons, so he could just feint.

As for who sent this person, it is actually not difficult to guess.He has just entered the marching circle, and he doesn't know many people.As for who gets in the way of grudges and grievances, besides Sun Tong who has already been dumped, there is probably only Chunhuamei's ex-boyfriend left.

"What are you doing?"

With a creak, the door of the bathroom opened, and Song Mo, who was wiping his head, came out and saw him standing by the window and asked casually.

Qin Lang shook his head: "It's nothing." Looking back at him, he said with a smile, "By the way, because it's an old house, I don't usually live in it. It was originally for you to live in my brothers' room, but the bed in their room was put up. It’s been a long time. I’m wronged that you continue to sleep in the same bed with me tonight, and you will sleep alone after washing the quilt tomorrow.”

Song Mo said, "It's okay, I'll sleep in your room." After that, as if thinking of something, he raised his head and asked, "Are you going to live here with me these few days?"

Qin Lang was stunned for a while and said: "If you don't want to be disturbed, I'll go back to my brother tomorrow, and you can call me if you have anything to do."

Song Mo chuckled: "If you don't mind the trouble, you'd better live here with me. It seems weird that I live in your house alone as a guest."

Qin Lang waved his hand indifferently: "What's the matter? We are friends, as long as you don't dislike it, you can take care of my family."

Song Mo looked at him and wanted to say something, but he gave up when the words came to his lips.

But these words obviously pleased the actor, he bent his mouth, turned around and walked to the door of the room with the lights on, and asked, "Is this room where you sleep?"

"Well, you go to bed first, I'm going to take a shower."

Song Mo walked into Qin Lang's bedroom from Shan Ruliu.

The room is very simple, still in a very old-fashioned style. There is a wooden wardrobe on the desk, and there are posters pasted on the head of the bed. They are all photos of old celebrities when they were young, which makes people feel like they have traveled back to 20 years ago.

He hung the towel behind the door and sat down beside the bed.

Living in a five-star suite all year round, he slept on top-notch bedding, but it was amazing that he had never had that bed, which made him feel at ease as soon as he sat down, as if he had returned to his own home.

No!Even the big bed I had chosen from thousands of people at home in City C didn't feel this way.

Obviously this is an ordinary Simmons mattress, and the sheets and quilts are also ordinary.He lay down slowly, leaning against the pillow sideways, closing his eyes to absorb the familiar breath.

It's very strange, and I don't know if it's because of this indescribable sense of peace, unreal as if stepping on a cloud, and like a dream, he has an inexplicable feeling of wanting to cry.

After taking a bath, Qin Lang returned to the bedroom, only to find that the man on the bed was already breathing steadily, apparently completely asleep.

It seems that the actor is indeed tired.

He tiptoed to bed, and was about to reach out to turn off the light, when he caught a glimpse of Song Mo's side face slightly buried in the pillow, and was stunned for a moment.

The pillow under Song Mo's eyes was obviously a little wet.

Qin Lang: "??"

Song Yingdi, what kind of sad thing has happened to him?

He stared at the side face of the other party with a smooth jaw line, silently withdrew his hand and turned off the light.

Who hasn't had an unknown sad story?

He traveled through 18 years in the blink of an eye, and his younger brothers changed from eighteen teenagers to middle-aged, and they had to be called brothers when they went out, and Song Xingjia didn't know where he was. Isn't he sad?

So if the other party didn't say anything, of course they pretended not to know, so as not to be embarrassed.

No, just as he lay down, Song Mo's long arms and legs wrapped around him, and his head moved towards his neck.

The movie king doesn't sleep very honestly, Qin Lang has experienced it before, but this is the first time he has hugged himself with his arms and legs together. If it wasn't because he was slightly bigger than himself, this is clearly a position of cuddling and seeking support.

Thinking that Song Yingdi might have cried because of sad things just now, Qin Lang didn't push him away, and even patted him on the back thoughtfully.

I don't know if it's because this is the bed he has slept in for more than ten years, but he always feels as if he has returned to the scene where that little boy Song Xingjia was lying next to him every night a few months ago.

At this time, Song Mo was in his dream.

Qin Lang laid down on the bed chicly, looked at the little boy next to him with a smile, reached out and tapped the tip of his nose: "Why are you still awake so late?"

The little man smiled and said, "I'll sleep with my big brother."

"Children can't grow tall if they don't sleep!"

"I've grown taller, and my pants are shorter."

"Really? Big brother will take you to buy new pants tomorrow."

"Ah."

"sleep."

The little guy waited for Qin Lang to turn off the light and lie down, moved to the other side, hugged his waist, and snuggled up to his chest.

It was clearly a sweet dream, like a child who was also sleeping soundly in the dream.

But after an unknown amount of time, the picture suddenly changed, and the child was crying and running by a river overgrown with wild grass, and then he saw ripples in the river, the child's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Big brother! Big brother!"

While screaming, he rowed toward the middle of the river, until the water surface covered his small body, and began to struggle violently in the water.

"Brother Mo! Song Mo!"

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