Chapter 9 Is it okay to make my lock (1)

During the summer vacation of the year when Song Shu and Qin Lou entered their second year of high school, the Qin family's investment company stood firm in the office of Baisong's station. Baisong's expatriation was officially ended, and after completing the work handover, he set off for homeland.

The news was that the head of the Qin family arrived a week in advance.

When Qin Lou and Song Shu arrived during the summer vacation, they would move to the master's house. This has become a routine in recent years. The news of Bai Song's return to China was sent to Qin Liang's study, so it inevitably spread to Qin Lou's ears.

Qin Lou felt like he was facing a great enemy when he heard this. In recent years, when Bai Song returned to China, he would visit his daughter at the first time. As Song Shu's personality became a little bit outgoing under the influence of Qin Lou, he also learned to express his relationship. The mother and daughter got along more and more harmoniously every time.

So no matter what Qin Lou thinks, as long as Bai Song returns to China, his small clam shell will definitely be taken away by people, including the shell and the people.

He became irritable when he thought of this.

It was also a coincidence that when the news arrived, Song Shu went to participate in the summer camp of a well-known university in Q City, and was not in the Qin family.

The person who could "extinguish the fire" was gone, and no one dared to take care of Qinlou's troubles, and the whole family was in a miserable way.

After the servants were tortured for several days, someone finally sued Mr. Qin.

Qin Liang asked someone to call Qin Lou to the study.

Qin Lou came in with a whole square box of pencils of different hardness. After sitting on the sofa, he opened the box and picked up one and cut it.

When Qin Liang pulled out of business, he frowned after looking back and seeing it, "What are the pencils you have for?"

"For drawing."

Qin Liang was stunned, "Are you interested in painting recently? Don't you play Rubik's Cube?"

"Little clam shell likes it."

——When Song Shu was not in front of him, Qin Lou liked to call her this name to anyone because he was very close, and he was very rogue and powerful, so he did not allow anyone else to use this name as well.

After explaining, Qin Lou suddenly remembered something, frowned and looked up, "When did I like playing Rubik's Cube?"

"Sixth-level Rubik's Cube, I bought a truck at home."

"She likes it too." Qin Lou took it for granted, and thought for two seconds and added, "But she doesn't play with it herself, she likes to watch me play. The structure of the thing is not very strong and is easy to mess with."

“…”

Qin Liang knew that his grandson was always the only one who was Song Shu, but he didn't know that he was so powerful.

He shook his head angry and funny.

"Do you know that your Aunt Bai is going back to China?"

It would be fine if I didn't mention this. As soon as I mentioned it, Qin's smile suddenly sank.

Seeing that his grandson was silent, Qin Liang said again: "I asked you to come and discuss with you when to let Song Shu move away."

“——Click.”

The pencil in Qin Lou's hand was broken.

What was broken was not the pencil core, but the whole slender pen holder broke from the middle, splitting the sharp wooden thorns.

Silence in the study room for a moment.

Qin Liang sighed helplessly, "Qin Lou, Song Shu can't be with you for the rest of his life."

"Why is it impossible?"

Qin Lou looked up coldly, and there was a slight hideousness in the depths of his eyes.

"You are just students now, you can go to school and play together, but in the future..."

"I will marry her in the future. The two families can get engaged first. After exchanging marriage letters, the Qin family will be her home. Aunt Bai can move in with you."

“…”

Qin Liang choked, and he looked at Qin Lou in shock, but found that the young man showed no sign of impulse. Although Qin Lou was not calm, it seemed that he had already brewed in his heart many times when he said it.

Qin Liang hesitated.

"I won't tell you whether Aunt Bai will agree. Have you mentioned this to Song Shu?"

"……No."

“Why not mention it?”

“…”

Qin Lou stopped talking.

Yes, why not mention it.

Because he didn't know or was sure whether his little clam shell also had feelings for him like himself that could not extricate himself and could only fall deeper and deeper.

He can't lack her, but she may not.

So he didn't dare to mention it. A madman who doesn't know where his future path will be until he breaks. What qualifications do he have to mention it to her?

Don't talk about "the future", he dare not mention "now".

The broken pencil in the boy's hand became tighter and tighter, and the wooden thorn at the crack pierced into his palm seemed to be unconscious.

Qin Liang couldn't bear it.

He knew better than anyone else how weird and perverse this grandson’s personality was. Perhaps Song Shu was the only good medicine in Qin Lou, and he knew it too.

It's because I know...

"Qin Lou, if you really want to be with Song Shu for a long time, then you should learn to let go now. You can no longer think about problems like a child. You can force her to stay for one day or two days, but it is impossible to force her to stay for the rest of your life - forcing will only make people feel discontent."

"...what if I can't let go." The boy's voice was a little hoarse.

Qin Liang sighed, "You can be in the same school and into the same class. I will not interfere with you what you want to do in the future. You can go with her. But if you want her to have your own life, it will not be all your life. If you can't tolerate her mother being by her side, then I will not hand over Song Shu to you."

“…”

The study room was quiet for a long time.

Qin Lou stood up with the box in his arms. The box contained a lot of sharpened pencils, which Song Shu didn't cut out one by one these days.

When he cut, he felt as if he was polishing the dark emotions and desires that were gradually growing in the deepest part of himself. But those emotions and desires are different - no matter how much they cut or how much they are suppressed, they will always make a comeback.

He knew this was wrong and that was not good.

But he couldn't do it.

He grabbed his only light in the darkness, and countless voices told him to let go of his hands and let go of them...

But how can he do it?

"I will, think about it."

Qin Lou said this. Then he held the box and turned away from the study.

When he walked to the corridor, Qin Lou saw a figure sweeping over the corner not far away.

A little familiar, and very in a hurry.

But Qin Lou was in a bad mood, so he ignored it and turned back to his room.

Even if Qin Lou was reluctant, Bai Song still returned to China.

Moreover, on the day when Bai Song visited Mr. Qin's house, Qin Lou also found that there was a girl beside Bai Song. He lay on the stairs on the second floor and heard Bai Song say that it was the daughter of her sister Bai Ge, but she was two years younger than Song Shu, so she was also Song Shu's cousin, named Luan Qiaoqing.

Qin Lou suddenly felt very bad.

Because this means that Song Shu not only has to go home, but also has a new playmate around him after he returns home - the man and the woman are not important, and the extra one that may threaten his status is not possible.

But he said no, obviously he could not change Luan Qiaoqing. Luan Qiaoqing's mother passed away very early, and her father's newlywed wife didn't like her very much, so she could only be taken care of by Bai Song, the aunt.

Song Shu and this new girl may spend longer time together in the future than him and her...

Qin Lou went to Song Shu's room in a daze.

Song Shu was painting on her desk, one by one, all of which were the people and scenery she saw in the summer camp.

Her things were packed into a few small boxes and piled up in the corner of the room.

She is leaving anyway.

Qin Lou stood by the door and said nothing.

The boy who has grown handsome facial features has lowered his eyes and is rarely so quiet.

He can actually go crazy. Anyway, he always did such things before. He was so troubled that he couldn't handle them, so frightened that everyone was so frightened, and so they only dared to follow his wishes... Then he might be able to leave his small clam shell for one more day, or two more days.

But he didn't do that.

"Qinlou."

Qin Lou heard the sound and looked up.

Song Shu didn't know when he stood in front of him, holding the picture book that she had been holding and a sixth-level magic cube in his hand.

"This is a gift," Song Shu first gave him the painting book, and then placed the Rubik's Cube on the painting book, "This is a task."

Qin Lou didn't speak, still looking at her.

The boy's eyes struggled and had too many emotions, too many, too many, too many, too many, too many, too many, too many, and too many, too many, to swallow the girl standing in front of him.
To be continued...