Chapter 077
Song Xiaojing finally dared to come forward to persuade her. She said angrily: "Qing'er, don't be angry. Brother Cheng is also for your own good. After a few days, Brother Cheng will be relieved. I think he will let you out."
Qing'er's anger was ignited again. Thinking of Song Cheng's unreasonable order, she snorted angrily, then threw her sleeves and walked into the room.
Song Xiaojing stood alone, watching one being angry and watching the other leaving. When did she become someone else's breathing? She sighed deeply and then left alone.
After Song Anle returned to her house and learned about the quarrel between Song Cheng and Qing'er, she hurriedly went to visit Qing'er first, because Qing'er's temperament was never furious. If it was as intense as the servant described, it must have caused her vitals, so she was worried that she could not consume the anger that it aroused.
However, when Song Anle arrived in a hurry, she was rejected by Qing'er. Although she repeatedly asked to meet, Qing'er insisted on her decision. Song Anle had no choice but to go to Song Cheng to ask the reason.
Song Anle saw that Qing'er was so angry. It was because Song Cheng did it too much, so she also came to Song Cheng's courtyard with the heart of blaming Song Cheng. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw Song Cheng alone facing the night. Even in the dark night, she could still see the deep sorrow on Song Cheng's face.
Song Anle stopped and looked at him from afar. Song Cheng like this not only retreated from all her reproach, but also made her feel distressed from the bottom of her heart. In her eyes, he was just a young boy of only seventeen, but the burden he carried was heavy that ordinary people could not imagine. But if even his sisters could not understand him and tolerate him, then what energy he had to persist?
Song Anle sighed deeply. She couldn't bear to see Song Cheng spend too much time to accumulate her sorrow, so she walked up at the right time and called out softly "Brother."
With a shout, Song Cheng also packed up his unnecessary emotions as quickly as possible. When he turned to face Song Anle, a faint smile had been relieved of his handsome face.
"Anle, why are you here so late?" Song Cheng greeted him in a calm tone. In fact, he knew more about Song Anle's purpose in his heart.
Song Anle smiled slightly and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, so come and have a look."
"Look at what you said, it's only been two days, and it seems like I, the brother, have neglected you for a long time." Song Cheng was still joking, so he covered himself up very well because he really didn't want to mention the matter about Qing'er.
Song Anle smiled jokingly, and then she sat down by the stone table under the eaves of the corridor. The ink-like night color is very suitable for expressing her heart, because even if it is true feelings, night color is the best covering equipment.
Song Cheng also sat down beside Song Anle. Looking at the worried Song Anle, he felt unbearable, but he didn't want to tell them the secrets that were gradually emerging. In order not to make them worry, he could only choose to remain silent.
Qing'er was still angry when she was seeking death. Even if Song Anle felt sorry for Song Cheng, she still couldn't ignore Qing'er. Besides, she wanted to understand why Song Cheng suddenly put Qing'er in custody.
With the unknown in my heart, Song Anle said first: "Brother, I just went to see Qing'er, and she was furious. No one saw her. I was worried that she would really do something stupid. Then..."
Song Anle wanted to speak but stopped. She could only leave the bad result to Song Cheng to imagine. After all, Qing'er's impatient personality, no one could guarantee that she would do anything.
Song Cheng said with a dark and firm look on his face: "No matter what she will make, my decision will not change. It will be useless for any of you to have a relationship this time."
"But if you confine her like this, at least you should have a reason to convince her. Otherwise, locking her up for no reason will only cause unnecessary harm in the end." Song Anle's tone seemed a little deeper, because Song Cheng's persistence made her even more curious about what was more important than Qing'er's safety.
"If she lets go to fool around with that Gao Yuanshang, the harm will be out of control." Song Cheng seemed a little excited, but he felt a little regretful when he said that. He didn't want to reveal that this matter had a direct relationship with Gao Yuanshang, but the main line was him, so it seemed unlikely if he wanted to keep him from mentioning it.
"Brother, how much do you know and what you have hidden? Can you not make things difficult for yourself and bother others?" Song Anle was even more convinced that Song Cheng had something to hide, so she said heavyly again: "Brother, tell me, why?"
"Anle, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that it's not time yet." Song Cheng also said in a dilemma: "But if possible, I hope you will never know."
Because Song Anle couldn't get Song Cheng's honest answer, she said excitedly: "Then do you plan to keep in love like this?"
Song Cheng sighed inwardly and said, "This is the case for the time being."
"Acheng;" Song Anleyu said earnestly: "Tell me honestly, is it because Qing'er likes Gao Yuanshang that you feel unwilling to accept it and try every means to stop them from being together?"
Song Anle could only use this to provoke him without Song Cheng’s explanation, but he was even more worried that Song Cheng really tried to stop Qing'er and Gao Yuanshang because of his own selfishness.
Song Cheng's heart suddenly tightened, and he smiled bitterly, but he was responsible for everything. He didn't want to add trouble to them, so he could only bear everything himself.
So Song Cheng said in a low and frustrated manner: "In your eyes, am I just a narrow-minded villain?"
"I..." Song Anle felt very guilty about her plan. She said apologetically: "I don't mean that, I just worry that you will be impenetrable by temporary feelings."
Song Cheng smiled sadly, and he said helplessly: "Those so-called feelings have been trampled invisibly. I don't care who has paid more. I just hope we can still be as good as before."
"Don't worry, I will definitely do it." Song Anle gently patted Song Cheng's back twice.
Song Cheng looked sad, but he still smiled at Song Anleqiang, but he was still worried. He did not say that he hoped that they would all be as good as before, so he could only hope that they would be as good as before.
Regarding the love affairs, Song Anle did not go to plead with Song Cheng again. This matter seemed to be temporarily accused by everyone, because everyone knew that no one could convince Song Anle, so everyone would not be tempted.
Song Xiaojing went to visit Qing'er, but was rejected again. She walked on the road back with sighs. Without Qing'er's company, her life became depressed. Song Anle was too calm and untainted by the world, and she always felt envious and distant.
In fact, she also reminded herself countless times in her heart that she could be a leisurely girl isolated from the world, but she found more and more that once a person reaches a certain age, his inner thoughts will change invisibly, becoming less simple and no longer so naive in anything. Instead, some things that were not cared about in the past are now being paid attention to by herself.
Song Xiaojing sighed deeply. She actually didn't like this kind of mentality very much. She didn't want to be so tired because she cared too much, but the less she wanted to care, the more she cared.
"Xiaojing." Song Qi's cry completely disrupted Song Xiaojing's thoughts, and even scared Song Xiaojing a little.
Song Xiaojing looked at the familiar voice, and she was so excited that she thought it was Song Cheng, but when she looked at it, she sighed in dismay. Due to her low mood, Song Xiaojing even forgot to meet her. It was not until Song Qi approached that she softly called "Second Brother."
"Why are you staring at here alone? Are you worried?" Song Qi looked at her meaninglessly and curiously.
Song Xiaojing still didn't always walk out of depression, so she said lightly: "It's nothing, if you are bored, come out for a walk."
"I don't call me when I wander around alone." Song Qi looked at Song Xiaojing with a look of a scammer.
Song Xiaojing was depressed and was not in the mood to make it feel like Song Qi was joking, so she said at the right time: "By the way, is there anything wrong with my second brother coming to see me?"
"I asked you not to speak up with your second brother, it made me feel uncomfortable." Song Qi looked cold and even had a blind imbalance in his tone.
"Then what do you want me to call you?" Song Xiaojing said without showing any weakness: "Call you call me A Qi?"
"Not even possible;" Song Qi said with a little unreasonable face, but forced himself to say: "You want to call me Song Qi."
Song Xiaojing just glanced at him ignorantly, then walked around on his own.
"Hey~ What's your attitude? Isn't it just a few months older than me? Why do you have to pretend to be a big sister?" Song Qi followed Song Xiaojing with dissatisfaction;
Because when Song Xiaojing was picked up by the Song family, she didn't know her birth date, so she customized her birthday according to the day she was picked up. That day, it happened to be more than two months older than Song Qi. Later, as she grew older, Song Qi was not convinced to be younger, so Song Xiaojing always called his brother with love.
Song Qi saw Song Xiaojing's depressed mood and stopped making trouble. But he looked back and saw her approximate position, and then followed her and said meaninglessly: "Why, have you been driven back by Qing'er again?"
Although Song Qi was just a word of Wuxin, in Song Xiaojing's ears, the "hurry" was extremely harsh. But even though she knew that Song Qi was Wuxin, how could she show an unhappy attitude?
Maybe Song Xiaojing thought for a long time, and Song Qi said kindly again: "Don't worry, my brother is just angry for a while, and it will be fine in a few days. Besides, my brother is not holding her for no reason."
Chapter completed!