(23) Accomplished in the hall, proficient in the kitchen

  The third-year students had very few classes, some roommates were dating, others were preparing for the postgraduate exam, and it seemed that only Song Min was idle all day, and when he was free, he would either go out with his roommates or stay in the dormitory writing alone.

  Song Hao is about to take the middle school entrance exam. Although Song Min and Song Hao always fight and bicker when they're together, as if they can't stand each other, in reality Song Hao still cares a lot about what Song Min thinks of him. Every time he doesn't do well on an exam and is feeling down, he wants to talk to Song Min, but is also afraid that Song Min will scold him.

  Song Min also knew where Song Hao was being stubborn, although she would get angry every time she talked to Song Hao, but she almost kept in touch with Song Hao by phone every day, not chatting much, just for two minutes, just to understand Song Hao's state at any time.

  However, when Song Min called, Wen Yan answered eight out of ten times, making Song Min wonder if Wen Yan was living with her.

  For example:

  Song Min: "Have you finished your monthly exam?"

  "Uh-huh, didn't do well on the test, won't tell you about it. Wen Yan Ge is explaining the questions to me, see you later."

  Song Min: "......"

  For example:

  "Is your homework done?"

  Song Hao: "Just finished writing, doing exercises."

  "What's the question? Do you want me to tell you?"

  Song Hao: "No need, Wen Yan Ge just told me."

  Song Min: "......"

  For example:

  Song Hao: "Wen Yan Ge said I made progress in this exam!"

  Song Min: "A little progress for getting one less question wrong?"

  A gentle and soft voice came through the receiver: "You've really made progress, more than 20 points higher than last time."

  You know our family's affairs quite clearly... Song Min couldn't help but mutter to herself in her heart, she had already walked to the classroom door and simply said two more sentences with Song Hao before hanging up the phone.

  One day, Song Min was in class when her phone kept receiving messages. She thought it was the editor urging her to submit her manuscript and didn't plan on responding, but her phone wouldn't quiet down. In the end, she couldn't take it anymore and picked up her phone to see who was being so annoying.

  She was pulled into a group of three people on WeChat. She recognized Song Hao's avatar, but the other person she didn't know at all.

  Song Hao kept @ing her.

  Song Min: Song Hao, are you very free...

  Song Min's head was spinning with two big ones, and even in class, Song Hao made him unable to sit still. Moreover, at this time, Song Hao should be in school, what is he doing playing with his phone?

  Song Hao: Sister [tearfully] you finally understand me [tearfully] [tearfully] [tearfully]

  Song Min: Are you sick?

  Song Hao: Wen Yan Ge, my sister scolded me again [tearfully]

  Song Min was speechless as soon as she saw the two words "Wen Yan", and recently she seemed to be inseparable from Wen Yan.

  Warm words: Would normal people be like you?

  Wen Yan was also very helpless, Song Hao had already @ him many times before Ai Te Song Min.

  Song Hao: I wrote a love letter and was discovered by the teacher [tearful][tearful][tearful]

  Song Min couldn't help but burst out laughing in class, and she sent a "you have today too" emoji.

  He spoke more directly and sent a string of "hahaha".

  Song Hao: Can you guys think of a way for me? [tearful] [tearful] [tearful]

  Song Min: Is this something to be afraid of?

  Song Hao: If you were to stand on stage and read aloud your own love letter with great passion and expression, wouldn't you be afraid?!

  Song Hao clearly remembered that in the past, a classmate had given a love letter to someone, but it was handed over to the head teacher, and the head teacher punished him by making him read it out loud in front of the whole class, how embarrassing.

  Song Min: What if the girl agrees? Wouldn't that be awesome?

  Song Hao: But I was helping a buddy write it for the girl he likes...

  Song Min: ……

  It's 6 o'clock already.

  Song Hao: What should I do... what if the girl I like misunderstands me...

  Song Min understood that Song Hao, the fearless and lawless king of the world, was afraid of something. She replied: "You are all big brothers now, teachers don't dare to provoke you, so rest assured."

  Song Hao: Really?

  Song Min: At most invite a parent.

  Song Hao: My parents will definitely not let me off...

  Song Min: Isn't your brother around? He won't just stand by and watch you get beaten up, don't worry.

  Song Hao: ……

  After resolving the matter with Song Hao, Song Min put down her phone and listened attentively to the lesson. It wasn't until after class that she saw Wen Yan's friend request. She hesitated for a long time before confirming it, thinking that even if they became friends, they couldn't not talk at all, after all, they were neighbors.

  So Song Min directly sent a message: If Song Hao is asked to meet with parents, can you help persuade my dad and mom? They are a bit strict on Song Hao.

  Song Dad and Song Mom didn't expect Song Hai to get into a top university like Song Min, but they still hoped he could amount to something. However, Song Hai's grades were really disappointing, and from young till now, his dad had never spared the rod because of his poor performance.

  After a long time, Wen Yan finally replied: Okay.

  Song Min was eating and glanced at it, feeling no need to reply. Just as he put down his phone, Wen Yan sent another message: I was busy just now.

  Just busy... Is this an explanation for not replying to my message? Song Min was somewhat perplexed, if he didn't reply then he just didn't reply, what's the need for an explanation?

  Song Min thought for a moment and decided not to reply.

  "Hey, are you in love or something!" Her roommate, who was sitting next to her, suddenly appeared by her ear and asked loudly while looking at Song Min's infatuated expression on her phone.

  Song Min was startled and turned his head to look at his roommate with a straight face, saying: "Want to talk to a ghost?"

  Roommate: *silence*

  Labor Day is a three-day holiday, Song Min decides to go home.

  After returning, the sports meeting will last for a week. Anyway, there are no projects, so Song Min simply took a week's leave for the sports meeting and added the Labor Day holiday, which can be spent at home for nearly ten days.

  Song Min originally wanted to give her parents a surprise and didn't tell anyone about coming back, now she's in this situation.

  A person sits in the corridor with luggage playing on their phone, waiting for their parents to come home from work.

  Song Min waited from 3 pm until 5:30 pm but still didn't see anyone come back, and her parents' as well as Song Hao's phones were all unreachable.

  Song Min started to get anxious and kept making phone calls.

  At this time, the elevator door "ding" opened, and Wen Yan walked out with a large shopping bag.

  Song Min hastily stood up and asked anxiously: "Do you know where my parents went? The phone can't get through."

  Wen Yan looked at Song Min's eyes, which sparkled like water, and his heart suddenly felt a little messy. He patted the top of Song Min's head, "Didn't Uncle Song and Auntie tell you that they're taking Song Hao out to play? They should be on the plane now."

  Her dad and mom took her brother out for fun... but didn't tell her... what a waste, she even used her own savings to buy a ticket back.

  All of Song Min's anxiety and unease suddenly turned into unspeakable heartache, a lump in his throat, the more he thought about it, the more unbearable it became. "Maybe I'm the one who was sent to top up my phone bill."

  Looking at Song Min's awkward appearance, Wen Yan really wanted to laugh. He picked up Song Min's suitcase and said, "Let's go to my place first."

  Song Min did not refuse, she had been sitting for a long time.

  But just as Song Min's first foot stepped into the Wenyan family, she realized that she was being too presumptuous, so Song Min quietly retreated and prepared to slip away unnoticed.

  He took out his slippers from the shoe cabinet and turned to look at her, "You don't have to be embarrassed, I've had so many free meals at your place."

  After hearing Wen Yan say that, Song Min immediately didn't feel embarrassed anymore. He had come to her house for many meals and it was nothing unusual.

  Song Min obediently came in, closed the door, changed his shoes, took off his coat and hung it up, and sat down on Wen Yan's sofa to wait for dinner without any manners.

  Song Min originally had the principle of not eating for free and said to Wen Yan: "Let me help you."

  Wen Yan looked at her twice and said, "You go sit on the sofa and watch TV. If you're hungry, eat some fruit first, don't eat too much."

  Although Wen Yan's voice was pleasant to listen to and his tone was serious, Song Min deeply knew that she was being despised. Was it because she looked like she didn't know anything?

  "Eat." Wen Yan took off his apron and carried out the last dish, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the top button of his shirt undone, exuding a sense of elegance.

  No response for half a day.

  At a glance, Song Min was already lying on the sofa asleep. He was somewhat at a loss, as he had never encountered such a situation before - to call or not to call?

  After a moment of mental struggle, Wen Yan went into the room and handed Song Min a quilt to cover her up, and waited for the little girl to wake up on her own.

  "Huh?" Song Min slowly opened his eyes, still dazed, and saw Wen Yan wearing an apron, looking quite out of place.

  "Are you awake? Let's eat."

  "Mmm." Song Min's voice was very lazy, she actually wanted to continue sleeping, but suddenly remembered that this was the Wen Yan family, and with a start, she opened her eyes and sat up.

  "Completely awake?" Wen Yan thought that Song Min's dazed expression was just like a little cat, extremely cute.

  Song Min's face was filled with despair and hopelessness, "Uh-huh."

  "Go wash your hands and face, then eat."

  "Oh."

  Looking at the four dishes and one soup on the dinner table, Song Min's mind only had one sentence: It can be served in a grand hall and also eaten in a humble kitchen.

  Yes, it's true that there are fewer and fewer good-looking guys who can cook.

  Song Min had a hint of admiration for Wen Yan in her heart. She lowered her head and quietly ate her rice, also unaware of how long she had slept...

  "Eat your vegetables." He said in a warm tone.

  "Oh." Song Min added a bit of bean sprouts and continued eating with his head down, when suddenly a smooth-skinned hand appeared in front of him... no, it was actually a piece of braised pork ribs that had appeared in the bowl.

  "Thank you." Song Min raised his head when Wen Yan had just put down his chopsticks, he looked at Song Min with a glance, and the black pupils blinked several times, but said nothing, continuing to eat on his own.

  Song Min no longer dares to just lower her head and eat, it's better for her to pick dishes herself.

  Silence...

  Song Min wanted to make a sound while eating, but unfortunately he was too well-behaved and chewed slowly, making no sound at all.

  Song Min told Song Qing and sent a simple WeChat message about his experience before going to bed, and Song Qing called halfway through eating.

  "Second brother?"

  "Why didn't you reply to my message?"

  I just fell asleep.

  "Where are you now?"

  "Rhetorician."

  "I'll pick you up right away."

  "I..."

  Before Song Min could finish speaking, Song Qinghe had already hung up the phone, leaving Song Min staring at the "beep" busy tone.

  "Clear?"

  "Uh-huh."

  He had a faint smile on his lips, and he felt like he was possessed by the "brother-protecting demon" from the Song Dynasty...