Grumpy and Tsundere

Chapter 32

After Song Ye's words fell, Song Huiteng couldn't suppress the fire in his heart. He threw his chopsticks on the table and said sharply, "Try telling me again?"

Song Huiteng was furious, his face was ugly, even scary.

However, Song Ye repeated, as if he didn't see it, "I celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival, but Qingming Festival."

When Song Ye said this, what he got was Song Huiteng's slap.

Song Huiteng slapped so hard that he even missed Song Ye's face.

Song Ye felt that the left half of his face was numb, and there was even a fishy smell in his mouth.

After Song Huiteng slapped Song Ye, his face became even more ugly, and he opened his mouth for a long time without speaking.

Compared to Song Huiteng's awkwardness, Shen Jiani at the side didn't think too much, and immediately stood up to look at Song Ye.

However, Song Ye didn't appreciate it at all, and pushed Shen Jiani away with one hand.

Shen Jiani was pushed back several steps and almost lost her footing.

Seeing this, Song Huiteng frowned again, and the fire in his heart rose.

But Song Ye doesn't care at all now, he just pushed his back molars with his tongue, and said coldly, "Even if I die, I won't step into Taoyuan again." Song Ye paused, and then changed his words, "Oh no, you two I will check it out when it is in Taoyuan.”

Song Ye cursed Shen Jiani and Song Huiteng to die, and said it in front of the two of them.

Song Huiteng's chest heaved up and down in anger, he had never met such a child, what kind of evil did he do to give birth to such a disobedient and unfilial child.

Seeing Song Huiteng curl his lips in anger, Song Ye felt refreshed.

Then get up and go outside.

When they walked to the gate, Shen Jiani cried out from behind, "Xiaoye, that's your brother, don't you really want to go and see?"

When Song Ye heard these words, he stopped in his footsteps and left without looking back.

After going out and walking a long way, Song Ye stopped.

elder brother?

What a piece of shit.

Song's house is a big villa, located on the mountainside, Song Ye probably walked for an hour without reaching the end.

Tired, Song Ye sat down on a tree stump.

Song Ye looked up at the sky, it was pitch black, there were no stars and no moon, it seemed that there would be no moon this Mid-Autumn Festival.

Could it be that even God is mourning for that person?Thinking of this, Song Ye laughed at himself.

It's just that the weather is bad, so what are you thinking about?

However, Song Ye's mood continued to sink. The Mid-Autumn Festival in other people's homes is always a family reunion, but the Song family always revolves around the dead man.

In the 17 years since Song Ye was born, there has never been a true Mid-Autumn Festival.

Just because the Mid-Autumn Festival is the death day of that person.

Every two days during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the atmosphere of the Song family is not good, especially Shen Jiani, who loves to slump.

If it wasn't for Shao Zhu, Song Ye wouldn't have come back at all.

And Shen Jiani is right, Song Ye has an older brother, a real older brother.

His name was Song Wei. He died of illness at the age of ten.

In fact, Song Ye was not as repulsive to this brother at first as he is now. Occasionally, he would think about this brother in his heart, what would he do to him if he was still there, would he buy toys for himself?Will you teach yourself to write homework?

But this idea is limited to childhood, before the age of ten.

After the age of ten, Song Ye gradually understood more things, and even had resentment towards this brother over the years.

There is no other reason, Song Huiteng and Shen Jiani always compare this brother with Song Ye, remembering Song Wei all the time, thus ignoring Song Ye.

It can be said that Song Ye grew up living in the shadow of Song Wei.

Moreover, due to excessive longing, Shen Jiani had some mental problems in the past few years.

At that time, Song Huiteng was busy with work, Shen Jiani was mentally ill, and no one cared about Song Ye. It was a miracle that Song Ye could grow up now.

Song Ye remembered the family of three that he had drawn in class in kindergarten when he was a child, and showed it to Shen Jiani like a treasure when he returned home to ask for praise.

However, Shen Jiani happened to be ill at that time, and tore up the painting frantically.

Heh, when I think about it, I feel that I was so stupid at that time, Song Ye laughed at himself.

Growing up in such an environment, Song Ye naturally looked crooked.

When Song Huiteng freed up some time for his family, and when Shen Jiani took medicine to control his illness, what he got was Song Ye covered in thorns.

In the past two years, it has become more and more serious. If you meet someone, you will explode. If you can't say a few words, no one can stand it.

In fact, it is not wrong to ask Song Ye to go to Song Wei's grave, after all, he is his own brother.

But Song Ye couldn't calm down, and he couldn't do it since he was 15 years old.

Song Wei, the only one.

Song Ye, a wild child.

The difference can be reflected from the name, Song Ye smiled coldly.

That's right, I am a wild child. It is said that if Song Wei hadn't died, I would not have been born.

And he is 17 years old, and he calls brother to the ten-year-old kid on the tombstone?Kowtow again?

No, Song Ye is unwilling.

In the final analysis, it was because of Shen Jiani and Song Huiteng that these hurdles could not be crossed every ten years.

The sky was getting late, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and the autumn air was breezy. The wind was blowing. It wasn't very cold, but it made Song Ye, who was only wearing a thin sweater, feel a little cold.

Another gust of wind blew by, and Song Ye shivered suddenly.

However, Song Ye was really unlucky, the weather was not good, and it began to rain after a while.

The cool raindrops hit Song Ye's body, and then hit his swollen face, causing him a little pain.

Yea, Song Ye felt a little wronged.

It was so painful that my eyes started to sore.

However, it was too late to be sentimental. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no place to hide from the rain nearby, it would drown him to death all night.

Song Ye took out his mobile phone from his pocket and started driving.

However, after taking a taxi for a long time, I didn't get a taxi. At night, it was raining, and it was a remote area, and there was no driver to pick up the order.

Song Ye continued to fight without giving up, and for another quarter of an hour, he still couldn't get a taxi.

It seemed that there would be no more fights, Song Ye finally gave up.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Song Ye's hair was soaked.

Song Ye flipped through the phone's address book, but no one could come to save him.

This is Song Ye's biggest failure, he is such a ruffian, but he doesn't have many cronies.

Song Ye is usually used to being alone, and feels that it is okay to have no friends, but at this time it reflects the disadvantages.

Look, your parents don't like you, you don't have any friends, you deserve to be caught in the rain here.

For a while, Song Ye's mourning reached the extreme.

Song Ye was still looking at the phone's address book, but there was nothing interesting about it. The address book was only one page in total, and he could read it with a glance.

Parents, home, and one more.

This is Shao Zhu.

Song Ye stared at this for a long time, emotionally wanted to call him, but rationally told him not to.

Why are you calling?Do you want him to pick you up?

The relationship between the two of them is not that good.

Moreover, Shao Zhu didn't like him very much, Song Ye could feel it.

If you let him see such a distressed side of himself again, he really doesn't have to live.

Although thinking so in his heart, Song Ye still looked at that with his eyes.

By the time he reacted, the call had already been made.

Song Ye was startled, and hung up the phone quickly.

Just as I breathed a sigh of relief, a phone call came in the next second.

Song Ye looked down, and the caller ID showed that it was Shao Zhu.

Song Ye hesitated for half a minute, and finally pressed the answer button.

Shao Zhu's voice came from the phone, and he just said "Hello".

Song Ye pursed his lips and agreed, "Yes."

"What's wrong?" Shao Zhu asked.

When Shao Zhu asked such a question, Song Ye almost told the whole story, but the voice next to Shao Zhu pulled back Song Ye's thoughts.

It seemed that Shao Zhu's parents were calling Shao Zhu, and Shao Zhu agreed and replied with a few words.

A few seconds later, Shao Zhu said again, "I didn't hear what you said just now."

Song Ye shook his head and replied, "It's fine."

"Ok?"

"I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance." Song Ye said, and immediately hung up the phone.

After Song Ye hung up the phone, he put the hat attached to the hoodie on his head, although it was already wet.

Then Song Ye stood up from the tree stump, ready to go down the mountain. It would be better to go down the mountain than to be drenched all night.

At the same time, in the Shao family, Shao Zhu frowned slightly looking at the darkened screen.

Song Ye's voice just now sounded a little strange.

Shao Zhu looked at the screen in a daze, and Shao Guanbo on the sofa beside him said, "Play two rounds with me."

Shao Zhu was called back to his senses, nodded in agreement, and then went to get the chessboard.

However, Shao Zhu's mind was full of Song Ye's endless phone call just now.

It's a bit strange.

No matter how you think about it, you are a little concerned.

Shao Zhu put back the chessboard he had just taken out, turned around and took his coat, and then walked towards the door.

"Dad, I won't play chess with you when I have something to do." Shao Zhu said, and opened the door.

Shao Guanbo nodded to express his understanding, instead of asking what Shao Zhu was going to do, he asked, "Are you coming back tonight?"

"Come back." Shao Zhu agreed, and then walked out.

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The rain became heavier and heavier, and Song Ye was completely drenched. The raindrops hit Song Ye's face, blurring his vision.

Song Ye was walking, took out his phone and looked at it, it was nine o'clock, and he had only been gone for 10 minutes.

What a long time.

However, in the next second, Song Ye's phone was completely exhausted and turned off.

Yep, that's awesome.

Maybe because today was so unlucky, Song Ye didn't have any opinion on the matter of turning off the phone.

You can only put your phone back in your pocket and move on.

I don't know how long it took, but a car drove up on this dark and remote road, and Song Ye couldn't open his eyes because of the bright lights.

However, the car didn't just pass by, but slowly stopped beside Song Ye.

I saw a person get out of the car.

It was Shao Zhu, holding a black umbrella in his hand.

Song Ye didn't know why, his nose suddenly became sore, and a string of tears fell from his eyes, flowing down the bridge of his nose to his chin.