What kind of childish place was an amusement park?

It was no different from a primary school student's spring outing.

Song Yu refused in his heart.

Old Cheng, on the other hand, was very satisfied with this decision. The time and place were decided immediately.

There was no room for negotiation.

Ma Xiaoding suggested excitedly, "The amusement park is good. I was just about to try out the new theme of their haunted house."

Xi Bowen complained, "The bride in the coffin, right? I've been spoiled. There's nothing to look forward to."

Ma Xiaoding covered his mouth. "You're the only one who has a mouth. You're always talking about it."

On Friday night, Song Yu returned to the Meng family, but he was called over by Grandmother Meng.

Grandmother Meng tidied up the house during the day and found some old things. It was a photo album with photos of him when he was young.

She specially called him over to take a look.

Under the light, his grandmother's gray hair was neatly combed. She spoke softly and carefully. "This was taken when you came to Jing City for the New Year when you were five years old."

A nostalgic light appeared in her eyes. "Time flies. In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed. I was still a little boy then." She reached out and pointed at the first photo.

It was a child curled up on the sofa playing games. He was wearing a pink sweater and had a livid face. He exuded an aura that kept people away.

Grandmother Meng smiled and said, "That day, you threw a tantrum with your family and refused to go out. Do you still remember?"

Song Yu didn't know that he was like this when he was young. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Why would I throw a tantrum?"

Grandmother Meng glared at him and said, "Because you care about your face. Your mother put a pink sweater on you and jokingly called you a 'little girl', so you got angry."

Song Yu's lips curled up. "You can't blame me for that.

She forced a five-year-old cool boy to wear a pink sweater and even called him a little girl to humiliate him. It's my mother's problem. "

Grandmother Meng was amused by his words and sighed.

"What's going on in your head?"

He was a cool boy at five years old.

He would become a handsome boy when he grew up.

There was nothing wrong with it.

Song Yu flipped through the photo album at the back. Through the years, he seemed to really see himself from ten years ago. He was arrogant and irritable, but most of the time, he was a well-behaved and delicate boy who played quietly by the side.

Song Yu suddenly had an epiphany. He raised his head and asked his grandmother, "Have I always been like this since I was a child?"

The light was too gentle.

Grandmother Meng smiled. There were fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She said softly, "That's right. I recognized him at first glance."

Song Yu's fingers rested on the photo album. His fingertips were cold. After a slight pain in his brain, his whole body shook as if something had pierced through him.

In the past few days, Song Yu had been dreaming very frequently. She was no longer an outsider, but had truly participated in it.

Every detail was exceptionally clear, as if he had truly experienced it.

He dreamed of his sister's wedding.

In the most luxurious Li Jiang Hotel in A City.

The last person she married was a handsome and gentle university professor. He was as clean as jade and had a good temper.

He was completely not in her criteria for a spouse, but he was with her until the end.

Song Yu changed into a gray suit and waited for her in the dressing room.

She was today's bride. Her long hair was tied up in a high bun, and she was wearing a snow-white wedding dress.

When she smiled, her eyes were dark and clear. They were gentle and moving.

Song Wanying asked him, "Did you go to the banquet hall on the third floor to see it?"

Song Yu was stunned. "No."

Song Wanying said with a smile, "My makeup will probably take an hour. You'll be bored here. Why don't you go there first?

I thought about the theme for the wedding for a long time. It's called the Milky Way Universe. The visual effect should be very shocking. "

Song Yu laughed. "It must be very romantic."

The makeup artist began to help her with her eye makeup.

Song Wanying closed his eyes. The smile on his lips could not hide the happiness and sweetness. "That's for sure. If you're jealous, hurry up and find a girlfriend, baby."

Song Yu snorted. "That's not necessary …" He wanted to say that with his body, he should not harm other girls. But when the words came to his mouth, he immediately changed his tone and said in a lazy Yangyang tone, "After all, fate is the most unattainable thing in the world. It depends on God's arrangement."

A few staff members were scattered in the banquet hall on the third floor. They were moving equipment and adjusting the lights. He walked in with his brother. Many people shouted, "Eldest Master, Third Master."

Song Yu smiled faintly.

He found a place to sit down.

Song Xu said, "You haven't been back to A City for a long time."

Song Yu: "Yes, it's been a few years, but it doesn't feel like anything has changed."

Song Xu asked, "Why didn't you call your old friends to meet you?"

Song Yu: "Are you my brother?

I know a few people in A City. Don't you know them? "

"It seems so.

Hahaha, I don't know many of them. "

The staff brought two drinks. Song Xu declined and tilted his head to look at him seriously. "Do you still remember Xie Sui?"

Song Yu's pupils froze slightly. He said slowly, "He … I still remember."

Song Xu said in a rather complicated tone, "Third Master Xie of the Xie family is sick and hospitalized. The old master has started to cause trouble again. There are also a few brothers and sisters who haven't given up on their evil intentions.

Xie Sui was voted out by the board of directors. She's not in a good situation now. "

Song Yu's fingers paused in the dark. He asked, "Not in a good situation? What's wrong?"

Song Xu: "The Xie family has abandoned him.

He doesn't look easy to get along with.

In private, he's even more so. He's cold and ruthless. Over the years, he's provoked a lot of people in A City.

Once he loses power, it's inevitable that others will kick him when he's down.

He's still missing now, but I know that many people are looking for him. "

Song Yu felt his throat was a little hoarse. "The Xu family?"

Song Xu shook his head. "The Qin family and the Zhao family."

Song Yu: "They?"

Song Xu frowned and said with a strange expression, "You're not in A City, so you don't know.

Anyway, I've always heard that Qin Mo and Zhao Ziyu once pursued Xie Sui crazily.

I guess they couldn't get her and hated her because of their love. Why bother?

Besides, a person like Xie Sui is not to be trifled with even if she's lost power. "

Song Yu: "…"

Song Yu: "Is Xie Sui still in A City now?"

Song Xu was slightly surprised. "Don't tell me you're also thinking of looking for her."

Song Yu: "… No, I'm just asking."

When he went downstairs, he heard the people around him gloating. They couldn't hide their malice.

"Who would have thought that Xie Sui, who was so domineering in A City, would be reduced to such a state?

The Xie family doesn't intend to let him have an easy time. Now that he's in debt and can't find a job, he won't go begging, right? "

"That won't be the case. Do you still remember his mother? The daughter of the Xu family was raised so well. She's willing to be someone's mistress. She's really despicable.

Xie Sui is probably the same. There are many people in A City who like his face. Maybe he's been kept by a woman. "

"Hahaha, I really want to see him in such a sorry state now. It's so satisfying."

Song Yu stopped walking downstairs. He tilted his head and asked indifferently, "What's satisfying?" His voice was cold.

The two young men who were talking were stunned. They recognized at a glance that this was the third young master of the Song family. They immediately smiled awkwardly. "Song Yu, what a coincidence."

Song Yu's eyes were cold and cynical. The corner of his mouth was mocking. "He lost his power, but there are women who are willing to keep him. He has people who love him and make money. What's there to be satisfied about?

If you're ugly, can't you read more books? No matter what kind of person you are, everyone is the same.

As for Aunt Xu — "He took a step forward and said indifferently," Don't let me hear the word 'mistress' again. "

After all, today was the Song family's wedding banquet.

The two young men were angry, but they didn't dare to say a word. Their faces were ashen.

Song Yu turned around and went downstairs. However, a determined light flashed in his eyes.

What kind of feelings did he have for Xie Sui?

Perhaps it was the purest and most innocent appearance he had seen in their childhood.

Therefore, no matter how Song Xu said that that person was dangerous, it wasn't very convincing to him.

Even when Xie Sui was in such a desperate situation, he subconsciously wanted to help him.

He had Xie Sui's private phone number.

Originally, he just wanted to test the waters.

He didn't expect that person to pick up.

"Hello."

The voice on the other side of the phone was cold and slightly hoarse. It was just like before, without the slightest hint of decadence.

Song Yu was stunned. However, as if electricity had passed through his brain, he said softly after a long time, "It's me, Song Yu. I … I'm back in the country today. Do you have time to meet me?"

There was a long silence on the other side.

After a long time, he chuckled and said casually, "Okay."

The meeting was set to be in the restaurant.

He chose a quiet private room with a vintage and unique decoration.

Green plants separated the quiet space.

When Xie Sui arrived.

Song Yu's hand that was stirring the coffee froze.

The man was tall and straight, wearing a white shirt and black trousers. He was as elegant and calm as ever.

When he sat down, even if he had lost his power, he still felt oppressed.

He asked.

"What do you want to talk about?"

It was probably the first time that Song Yu was so nervous.

Although he really wanted to be a rich second generation who threw out a black card and went straight to the point, "I'll help the poor."

However, considering the self-esteem of his childhood friend, he silently suppressed this idea.

It would be an insult if he didn't use money directly.

"I … don't have many friends in A City. I found you on my phone and wanted to meet you. Let's chat casually."

He could only say so.

Xie Sui stared at him and smiled. "Okay."

Basically, Song Yu was looking for topics to talk about during the meal.

Xie Sui was obviously not very interested.

Song Yu sighed as he chatted.

Xie Sui could tolerate wasting time here with him.

After they finished chatting, Song Yu took the initiative to say, "Let me send you home."

Xie Sui didn't refuse. She looked back at him deeply and nodded with a smile.

In the car, they were also speechless.

After sending Xie Sui downstairs, Song Yu wanted to leave immediately. However, Xie Sui asked, "Do you want to go upstairs and take a look?"

Song Yu was still thinking about how to help her when he was asked. He was stunned and nodded. "Okay."

They went upstairs and closed the door.

Before the lights in the room were turned on, Song Yu suddenly felt his waist being hugged by a pair of hot hands.

A man who was a head taller than him leaned over. In the darkness, he was as oppressive as a beast.

He was stunned.

Then, his whole body was pressed against the wall.

The man pressed the back of his head with his other hand and kissed him coldly and fiercely.

He kissed his lips gently and stuck his tongue into his mouth domineeringly. He hooked his tongue and teased him skillfully.

He was wanton and provocative.

His nose was filled with that cold breath.

It was like a person who was abstinent was aroused.

Song Yu was confused by this.

He felt Xie Sui's slender hand start to move down. He instantly came back to his senses.

He seemed to have been set off and reached out to push her away. "What are you doing —"

However, Xie Sui accurately grabbed his wrist.

There was no resistance.

A faint light came in through the gap in the window.

Xie Sui's peach blossom eyes narrowed. The coldness between his eyebrows turned into a decadent charm. He chuckled in the darkness. "Isn't this why you're looking for me?"

Song Yu: "— —!!!"

I'm here to help the poor!