I am the white moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 809 809, Appreciation

Song Jun: "You, will you accompany me?"

Song Zhen nodded, and said gently: "He is your uncle, and in the eyes of outsiders, he is also my uncle in name. It is only natural for me to go."

Song Jun's hands and feet were cold.

Not exactly sad, but scared.

Lu Xunzhi observed his reaction, seeing his pale lips and even trembling, he couldn't bear it.

He looked at Song Zhenwen and said: "Song Zhen, I don't suggest you go now. I think this matter has to wait and see how things change. There is no rush. Let's stay with Xiaojun first, and watch the rest as we walk."

Gu Xinzhou felt sorry for Song Jun, she looked at Song Zhen: "Xiao Jun is still a student, he should focus on his studies. Moreover, if something like this happened, Song Enshuo or the relatives and friends of the Yue family should also take the initiative to contact Xiao Jun and let him go. Now There is no movement, only the news of Yue Lingfeng's car accident, Song Enshuo's attitude, Aunt Xiaojun's attitude, the police's conclusion, whether or not the memorial service will be held, and the time of the funeral have not been fixed. Moreover, Xiaojun is too young , easy to be impulsive, he is nervous and scared now, in case something more uncontrollable happens after he goes there, it will be too late to evacuate. I think, Xiao Jun just needs to accompany him to the funeral and show his face That's it."

Gu Xinzhou's words made the two fathers quite appreciate.

With admiration in Lu Xunzhi's eyes, he smiled and said, "Xinzhou's analysis is very good!"

Gu Yibo smiled proudly: "Hahaha, that's right, Zhouzhou was brought up by me, and I educated him!"

The implication is that the daughter is so good because she has a good father.

Gu Xinzhou gave Gu Yibo a blank look, and looked at Song Zhen: "Just stay with Xiaojun tonight, and you can leave me alone, I'll be asleep in a while."

Song Zhen looked at Gu Xinzhou tenderly: "Okay."

Soon after, everyone went to their respective rooms.

Song Zhen also accompanied Song Jun back to the room.

The two brothers were lying on the same bed, each with a pillow, and the other with a quilt.

Song Jun stared at the ceiling, not daring to sleep.

When I opened and closed my eyes, I felt very scared: "Brother, tell me, will I suddenly disappear one day?"

The lights in the room were out.

It's just that Song Zhen is still playing with his mobile phone, so there is still light at the head of the bed, which can cover the outline of half of the room.

Hearing his brother's words, Song Zhen chuckled, and looked sideways at his brother's shining pupils: "No! Brother is still here, I'm older than you, I'm your brother, and I will live a long life and die one day." It’s never too late for you to worry about this issue.”

Song Jun asked anxiously: "How do you know that you will live a long life?"

Song Zhen: "I..."

Song Jun said again: "How do you know that you will definitely die?"

Song Zhen sat up and turned on the light.

The room was as bright as day.

Song Zhen stared at Song Jun speechlessly: "You kid curse me?"

Song Jun shook his head, lifted the quilt to cover his face, only showing a pair of innocent big eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm just scared, I'm afraid you're gone."

Seeing his younger brother like this, Song Zhen was also helpless.

He turned around to turn off the light, but Song Jun hurriedly called him back: "Don't! I'm afraid, brother, it's better to turn it on. You can turn it off when I fall asleep!"

Song Zhen suddenly thought of herself when she was a child.

For a long time after his mother died, he dared not turn off the lights at night.

(End of this chapter)