After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 192 You already have the answer

Song Yezi and Sun Qianyi bathed Xiaofeng together, then wrapped the little thing in a bath towel and threw him on the bed.

Xiaofeng squeezed into the quilt and made room for Song Yezi to come out.

"Mom, Xiaofeng and Sister Yezi are going to bed tonight. Sister Yezi promised to tell me a bedtime story today."

Sun Qianyi followed him to the bedside and rubbed Xiaofeng's head.

"Okay, come on, put on your pajamas first."

Song Yezi stood aside and watched the little guy reach out and stretch his legs in cooperation. After putting on his pajamas, he obediently lay back in the quilt.

"Sister Noko, come quickly."

Xiaofeng stretched out a hand, his little fingers bent and straightened continuously, and smiled at Song Yezi.

Song Yezi walked over, sat on the edge of the bed and tucked Xiaofeng's quilt.

"Then I'll bother you tonight, Yezi. This kid is really, really naughty."

"It's okay, Sister Qianyi, you can go and rest. I also want to lie on the same bed with Xiaofeng and play."

Sun Qianyi smiled and nodded, and told Xiaofeng a few words not to mess around, then closed the door for them.

Duan Xiaowu and Songzi were still sitting in the living room, while Chang Rong and Sun Qianyi came downstairs almost at the same time.

As soon as they came back, they noticed something was wrong with Songzi's eyes on the sofa, and Duan Xiaowu's expression wasn't much better either.

"what happened?"

Chang Rong walked to Duan Xiaowu and sat down, asking softly.

Duan Xiaowu shook his head.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired. Let's go up and rest."

Sun Qianyi and Chang Rong looked at each other, Chang Rong nodded, Duan Xiaowu said something to Sun Qianyi, and returned to the third floor with Chang Rong.

Songzi was still sitting there, one hand on his forehead.

"You and Xiao Wu seem to be a bit unhappy."

Songzi raised his head when he heard Sun Qianyi's voice.

Sun Qianyi and Songzi, who have been friends with Chang Rong for so many years, are also familiar.

In front of Sun Qianyi, Songzi finally shook his head in frustration.

"Sister Qianyi, what do you think of Song Yezi?"

Sun Qianyi smiled, crossed her legs gracefully, and said warmly.

"Songzi, you know best what kind of person Yezi is, because she has been with you for this period of time, and only you know what kind of evaluation you have of her in your heart."

Songzi raised his head in confusion.

Sun Qianyi continued.

"No matter how much we talk about it, it's not as good as you and Noko having a real heart-to-heart talk."

Having said this, Sun Qianyi picked up a piece of kiwi fruit in front of her with a fork and asked about the pine nuts.

"Is this kiwi delicious?"

Songzi glanced at it and said casually.

"I didn't eat it. I don't really like kiwi fruit, so I only ate the cherries next to it."

"Yes."

Sun Qianyi grabbed two cherries and put them in Songzi's hand.

"Look, you have your own preferences. If it's a fruit you don't like, you won't take a second look at it."

Songzi was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his head.

When Chang Rongcai returned to China, Ran Fei hung out with them every day. They had been together for so long, and he only regarded Ran Fei as a brother.

Later, he learned that Chang Rong was getting married and Ran Fei was going abroad. Although he was a little reluctant, he didn't feel anything else.

And that kind of entanglement, doubt, excitement, anger, nervousness... these emotions only appeared most frequently in front of Song Yezi.

Sun Qianyi was right, if she didn't like him, she wouldn't even pay attention to him.

But for Song Yezi, he seems to have investigated clearly from all overt and secret ways.

The initial idea was just to investigate Song Yezi and find something to do with her.

But after truly understanding everything about Song Yezi, Songzi discovered that he had begun to sympathize with Song Yezi's childhood life.

Does he like Song Yezi?He really fell in love with Song Yezi!
Seeing the shocked look on Songzi's face, Sun Qianyi seemed to know what he was thinking. "Look, you already have the answer."

"I...have the answer..."

Sun Qianyi nodded.

"When Yezi and I gave Xiaofeng a bath just now, Xiaofeng said you were a very nice person, and told me that you would eat fried chicken, ride the ropeway, and ride the Ferris wheel together today."

She looked into Songzi's eyes.

"I think you should understand what you are thinking in your heart, you just haven't been willing to admit it."

Sun Qianyi's few words seemed to have opened up Songzi's Ren and Du channels. He sat up straight and looked at Sun Qianyi.

"Sister Qianyi, do you have magic power? How do you know what I am thinking?"

Seeing Song Zi's adoring eyes, Sun Qianyi couldn't help but laugh.

"I don't know what you are thinking, I just let you say it yourself. You forgot, my undergraduate major was psychology."

After saying that, Sun Qianyi stood up.

"It's getting late. I'm tired after playing all day today. Let's go to bed early."

Sun Qianyi went upstairs, and Songzi sat there and thought for a long time.

……

"It's Lu Dongbin."

Xiaofeng imitated Song Yezi's call and spoke again.

"Yes, Xiaofeng is great. I learned another such a philosophical story."

Song Yezi sat on the bedside, patting his hands gently.

Xiaofeng raised his head confidently.

"Then tonight, Xiaofeng understood a story and learned an idiom!"

"Correct!"

"Xiaofeng is awesome!"

He sincerely praised himself again.

Song Yezi looked at his little devilish appearance, smiled and touched his head.

"Okay, the story is over, let's take a rest early."

"it is good."

The two of them lay down and Song Yezi covered Xiaofeng with a quilt.

"Well, if Xiaofeng wants to be exposed to both rain and dew, I'll let my uncle tell me a story tomorrow, and let Brother Songzi tell me the day after tomorrow!"

After turning off the lights and lying down, the child was still counting on his fingers, fully filling his story-telling schedule for the next few days.

Song Yezi smiled silently.

If someone had told her stories and coaxed her to sleep like this when she was a child, would it be different now?

……

In the dead of night, the Chang family's old house fell into silence. The last light in the hall downstairs was turned off, and then the light in a guest room on the third floor was turned on. Ten minutes later, it was also turned off.

It is extremely quiet at night in winter, not even the chirping of insects can be heard.

But in the apartment in the city center, Feng Yian was holding his cell phone and looking at Song Yezi's profile picture on WeChat.

There are only two messages on it, one is the note he sent when requesting to add a friend: I am Feng Yian.

The following is a notification from the system after Song Yezi agrees: You have successfully added the other party as a friend and can now start chatting.

Feng Yian's hand clicked in and out of the input box.

He never hesitates when making decisions for the company or reviewing plans.

However, today, in a small dialog box, he dared not send the last message.

At the end, it was already past twelve o'clock, and he finally exited the chat interface with Song Yezi.

He was afraid, afraid that Song Yezi was his biological sister. He had suffered so much over the years, how could he compensate for it.

But he was even more afraid that his hopes would be completely dashed.

Just when Feng Yian was about to turn off his phone, an incoming call message interrupted his thoughts.

(End of this chapter)