The moment she decided to come out, Song Yu was even calmer and more relaxed than she thought.

He notified Song Jin and Lin Rong, told them that they had important things to talk about, and asked them if they were at home at night, the answer was yes.

When she drove home, it was the door that Lin Rong opened. Her eyes were red and wet, as if she had just cried. Song Yu had a bad idea in her heart, but Lin Rong said nothing.

"Xiao Yu, I'm back."

Song Jin sat on the sofa without looking at Song Yu, but only asked him what was wrong with him coming back so late.

Song Yu first clearly stated his plan to change the topic, but was questioned by Song Jin. "Even if Professor Zhang agrees to change the topic, it's so late now. This semester is almost over. Are you sure there are still teachers who are willing to accept you?"

"So I can also postpone my graduation. Professor Zhang used his private life to put pressure on me and stopped me from graduation. I had enough. Even if I continue to stay in his research group, I don't agree with his decision, and he will not let me graduate smoothly. It's better to leave early."

Song Jin was silent for a long time before whispering, "If you are really not interested in Miss Zhang, we will not force you."

"Not only am I not interested in Miss Zhang, but I may not have the intention to date any girl who may appear in the future, or who looks like a match in everyone's eyes." Song Yu stood upright, "Dad, mom, although you always say that I have not disappointed you, I actually don't meet my expectations for a son, but I just can't say it."

"I like men and have already dated a partner." Song Yu said frankly, "So I will not form a family with any woman. I cannot lie to myself, nor can I deceive or hurt others. I know that you advised me to fall in love, not because you really wanted me to pass on the Song family's family, but I just felt that I was too lonely, but can you imagine how painful it would be for a woman to marry someone like me?"

"I won't do such a thing, so please give up on this idea. Even if I live alone in the future, I can live a good life."

Hearing these words, Lin Rong finally couldn't help but cry and asked him back: "Really? Do you really feel this way?"

Song Jin picked up a piece of paper from the sofa and threw it in front of Song Yu. The piece of paper as thin as a knife was shaking, cutting the solemn air, and finally landed at Song Yu's feet.

He lowered his eyes, glanced at the beginning, and realized it.

Song Jin's voice was trembling, but he couldn't tell whether it was because of anger or sadness.

"Song Yu. Don't tell me that the person you are talking about... is your younger brother."

He thought he would feel nothing, but the feeling of putting his struggled past in front of his parents was indeed worse than he thought. He was very grateful for his father's upbringing that he did not let him say such words as "Don't you feel disgusting?"

"Yes." Song Yu said, "It's Le Zhishi, but he is not my younger brother. Our interactions are normal and do not violate the law."

"You are so shameless. Song Yu, what are you thinking? Apart from his non-blood relationship with you, what is the difference between him and his younger brother! You watched me bring him back!"

In a rage, Song Yu's face stinged. He convinced himself to be a little numb, but he knew it was not so easy to accept. In the eyes of his parents, indeed, Le Zhishi was not different from their biological son, and even more protected because he was the orphan of his closest relatives. He was simply on the bottom line that his father was most inviolable.

When he heard his father standing up tremblingly, he frowned and looked at him, and said to him angrily and weakly: "Song Yu, be more awake."

Song Yu's calm appearance finally broke a little.

"Dad, after so many years, am I not sober enough?"

Is the manual hidden in the computer really written for Le Zhishi's future partner?

Not at all. This is just a warning to himself when he was most struggling and confused. He reminded him that he would definitely be alone with Le Zhishi in the future, and reminded himself to keep in mind his identity and boundaries. No matter how well he did these things, he could only sign [Le Zhishi's brother] at the end.

The future person doesn’t need any communication manual at all. As long as he has the favor of Le Zhishi, it is enough.

"How many times do you think I have changed this letter?" Song Yu said frankly: "The Eleventh Manuscript."

He tried hard to restrain his emotions and made himself sound calmer, but it was already over anyway.

"As long as I feel that I can't stand it anymore, when I see Le Zhi, I thought to myself, I really like him, why can't it be me? Whenever I can't sleep, I open the file and modify it, delete some words that cannot and should not be placed in it, and try to make these statements look more like a normal brother. Then tell myself that this is what I should do. Those feelings are like waste manuscripts and should not exist."

He looked at his parents with a sad smile on his pale face.

"You should find all of them and type them out. From the first draft, you can see the eleven drafts, which is so spectacular."

"After reading it, you will feel that I am so noble."

The manual with all kinds of precautions lies quietly on the cold floor, palely carrying the Song Yu who modified his words five years ago. He changed the words that made him cry when he was young, deleted the hostility and cross-border instructions for Le Zhishi's future partner, and let himself learn to accept her or his appearance calmly.

On many insomnia nights, he learned to say "Hello, I'm glad to see you" at the beginning of the letter and to send blessings "May you be happy forever" at the end.

Then, with repeated modifications, the final signature is increasingly accepted.

The printed words looked the same as Song Yu himself, neat, calm and lacking in emotions, putting the young and ignorant him in the past, a decent and mature shell that adults should have. But many Song Yus from many years ago seemed to be standing here at this moment, accompanying him now to experience this outbreak.

Le Zhishi, who existed in every draft but was never included in the reading list, was stunned at this time. The quarrels and contradictions that made him stop were like heavy punches in his chest, but these words were the real sharp knife. The moment he stabbed in, it was too sharp so it didn't hurt. Only when the perception reacted, it would be thrust into the bone.

Big tears fell on it, almost spreading the cold printed bodies, peeling off the fragile soul hidden in the paper, and freeing him.

"Lele, what's wrong with you?" Lin Rong stood up and looked at him, "Why did you come here like this? Are you sick?"

When Le Zhishi heard these words, he felt even more painful.

He tried hard to prevent himself from shaking, calmed down, lowered his hand holding the paper, wiped away the tears from his face, and looked at them.

"Uncle Song, Aunt Rong, I'm sorry."

Le Zhishi thought that kneeling down at this time might be like a threat, so he bowed deeply and formally.

"This sorry is not an apology, but a real sorry for you. I have let you down for your kindness in raising you. Aunt Rong, do you remember that I was sick before? You came to see me in school. It was during that time that I confessed to Song Yu while I was sick."

He closed his eyes and opened them again, saying it very affirmatively, "So, in the final analysis, I took the initiative. If there is really inducement, it was all my inducement to Song Yu. In this relationship, Song Yu is actually very passive."

Le Zhishi had red eyes, pale lips, but his eyes were bright, firm and calm. "I have had strong separation anxiety about Song Yu since I was a child. I was anxious to a normal level at one point, so I did a lot of extraordinary actions since I was a child, such as forcing him to sleep in the same bed, wanting to hold hands with him, wanting to hug him, and even when he was just my brother, I wanted to kiss him, and even the so-called confession was told to him when I had a fever and cried. You guys say, how would Song Yu refuse me in that situation?"

He took all the responsibility on himself, his motivation lies in him, and the source lies in him, and everything has nothing to do with Song Yu.

"Because Song Yu always wanted to keep a distance from me and stay away from me, my demand for him was actually a bit pathological."

He said, and actually laughed, "Just like allergies, the doctor said you can't eat this, and you can't eat that, because you are allergic to you, you may die if you eat it. OK, I won't touch it. Although I have been very obedient for more than ten years, I actually want to eat it sometimes. Now I want to stay with someone, and I can't. So I want to be with him and think about it crazy."

"I don't understand. I like someone who is obviously not allergic, but why do they have so many adverse reactions?"

"When I found out that I liked him, I was really uncomfortable. I couldn't think about what I should do after Song Yu was with others. But when I was really together, I felt tormented again. I dare not come back to see you, nor dare to call you. My life is a burden in any family, it is difficult to support me, and I am so selfish. You should raise me as your biological son, but I did this."

His hands were clenched unconsciously, and the paper was wrinkled.

Seeing that young son who always smiled now gritting his teeth and saying these words, neither Song Jin nor Lin Rong could speak.

"Actually, I thought about it," Le Zhishi reluctantly smiled and told them his previous plan in a relatively relaxed tone. "At first, I thought Song Yu was forced to promise me, so I thought I should cherish this time when I could fall in love with him, and then wait... When he felt that it was enough, I would leave this home. Go to a place where no one knew me, work hard to make money, and then secretly send money to the card at home."

Le Zhishi lowered his head and took out his cell phone in a little embarrassed manner. He started to speak in a mess, "I, I remember the money I spent since I was a child, but I only started to record the expenses in the third year of junior high school. I could only find a rough online for the expenses in those years, but I have records later. I, I, I, I, I, multiply the money several times more, and then, when I make money, except for the point where I eat and rent a house, I will send the remaining money back. Of course, these things cannot be paid off at all, and they cannot make up for your emotional losses, but it is better to have them than not."

Hearing this, Song Jin sat back on the sofa in dismay, shook his head silently.

But Le Zhishi did not stop. He found the plan on his phone and showed it to them, as if he was discussing a happy family trip. "I have seen many places suitable for settlement, both at home and abroad, and their housing prices, consumption levels, and rent. I have made plans for them all."

"You see, I'm actually very planning, right? It's great for Yunnan, which is so beautiful and very far from here, so I feel very suitable to hide. I can rent a small house and keep a kitten. Or stay in a place for a while, and exchange it everywhere like an agent. It's cool, but you may earn less, and it's not enough..."

The puppy walking on the street may not be a wandering person, the world is big, and the world is home.

Only when you are gentle and once and then lose it is the real wandering.

Every word and sentence of Le Zhishi's words was entrenched in the hearts of the two parents. No one expected that this harmonious and beautiful family, both children lived under the burden of potential collapse at any time.

What they couldn't imagine was that Le Zhishi calculated the burden he had on this family every day, hoping to pay it back in his lifetime.

Lin Rong finally couldn't listen and interrupted him with tears in her face, "Lele! You... how could you think of this?"

Le Zhishi held it over and over again. He wanted to laugh, but in the end he seemed to cry with a smile.

"Because I don't want to see Song Yu be with others."

"Aunt Rong, I really love him very much." Le Zhishi held back his tears stubbornly, for fear that he would continue to flow out, as if he was not sincere and firm enough. "And later after we were together, I realized that Song Yu also loved me very much, and he couldn't live without me. Do you know that sometimes he can't even sleep alone, and he takes a lot of pills, as if he is sick. I'm so scared."

He murmured "I'm really scared" and kept repeating the three words "I'm sorry".

"Uncle, Aunt Rong, I know I have made a big mistake, I really know. But if he sees me, it doesn't matter if he doesn't interact. As long as I can accompany him, I don't care about other people's comments and visions, I'm not even afraid of being abandoned. This kind of trust must be blind in your opinion, but the only thing I'm afraid of is that Song Yu is not doing well, unhealthy, and unhappy."

Le Zhishi's lips and fingers were trembling. He lowered his head, feeling a little annoyed that he could not manage his emotions well, and acted so vulnerable.

"Really, there are so many good cities in this world, but I have nowhere to go."

"I just want to stay with Song Yu."
Chapter completed!