The phone next to his ear was still glowing dimly. Song Yunhui blinked slowly, his brain working quickly.
He memorized his ID number at the first opportunity.
Then his eyes slowly opened wide.
The hand holding the phone was still in mid-air. He didn't hang up, nor did he continue talking.
The person behind him approached and gently took the phone from his hand.
Song Yunhui came back with a bouquet of flowers in her hand.
It was the brilliant sunflower I saw before.
A full handful, filling my arms, and I can smell the pleasant fragrance.
A not-so-small noise was heard, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The warm yellow candlelight looks very warm and carries an indescribable warmth.
Several people sat around the table and sang a birthday song together.
After closing my eyes, my senses become much sharper than usual.
There was a little green dinosaur on the table, as well as the colorful cushions that Orange liked, Song Yunhui's cushion was also there, and there were some small toys.
Song Yunhui hugged Chengzi and sat in the middle of the sofa. Only then did he see the cake clearly which he had not been able to see clearly before.
Their eyes couldn't adjust to the sudden light, and several people squinted their eyes.
The entrance was plunged into darkness again, with only the two mobile phones placed casually on the table still dimly lit and not hung up.
He spoke in a light voice, with a smile in his eyes as he looked at the cat lying motionless in his arms.
Looking at Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan's slightly strange expressions, Song Yunhui laughed instantly.
—The room is no longer simply black, white and gray as before. To be more precise, it no longer has a unified style.
The kitten didn't understand what they were doing, but that didn't stop it from meowing along.
The living room was also specially decorated with small flowers and dolls in orange and red colors, which looked warm and did not match the black, white and gray room.
Although his eyes were closed, his mind was empty.
It took a careful bite.
The sunflower in his arms was fresh and bright, with tiny flowers popping up on one side, covering the corner of his curved mouth.
This is Orange’s special little cake, the kitten’s favorite.
Everything that happened before suddenly came together, including why Ye Min was so concerned about when he would come back, why there were flowers in Qin Shu's car, and why the navigation record showed the county he had visited before.
It should smell like strawberry.
Song Yunhui was also singing, but he was singing to Chengzi.
It seemed to think that its cake would also be cut in half, so it didn't eat it and just squatted aside waiting. In the end, no one came to share its cake.
Then he opened his eyes and blew out the flickering candlelight.
It is white with a green little dinosaur painted on it. It looks very delicately painted and is really difficult to make.
There is another cake next to the little dinosaur cake, but it is a small cake with very unique ingredients.
Song Yunhui was the one who cut the cake in the end.
Ye Min smiled and looked very excited. She said:
"Cloud boy, make a wish!"
There was no need for Song Yun to come back and act as a photographer today. Ye Min loved recording life even more than he did. She had been taking pictures since she entered the door, so he was of no use at all.
Several people moved to the living room.
—He made a wish.
He didn't know what to wish for.
Orange does have his birthday today.
Qin Shu stood behind him and said at the right time: "Close your eyes, make a wish in your heart, and then blow out the candles."
There is a sweet smell of cake in the air.
The cat with the clamp clamped even tighter at this time.
Everything is done according to his preferences.
There is also a little green dinosaur chocolate standing in the middle of the cake.
The room fell into darkness, and then the lights came on and became brighter in an instant.
In short, this family is no longer as noble and cold as before.
He could hear the rustling of fabric and shallow breathing.
Qin Jianyuan's singing was not in tune. There were four people and one cat, and they sang a simple birthday song in several different tunes. Ye Min couldn't help laughing at the end of the song.
One piece for each person, and Orange eats his own little cake.
Qin Jianyuan and Ye Min stood behind the candlelight.
Song Yunhui finally came back to his senses and closed his eyes in a hurry.
Take another bite.
Then he buried his face in the bowl.
Song Yunhui sat next to it, and no matter how low he lowered his eyes, he still couldn't see even a single eye of the other party.
He is a pig cat who concentrates on eating.
Qin Shu sat beside him, watching him bend down to look at the oranges, his hair almost touching the table. He patted his back and asked him, "Are you going to work tomorrow?"
Song Yunhui shook his head.
He will sort out the score tomorrow, and the things in the recording studio will be enough for him to do it.
Qin Shu then asked him: "Would you like to drink fruit wine?"
Many times before, when he saw Song Yunhui open the refrigerator, he would take a look at the beer used to make beer duck.
Song Yun glanced sideways.
The two met eyes.
Qin Shu handed him a can of fruit wine, strawberry flavor.
Song Yunhui took it.
The fruit wine jar is pink and reddish, and it looks better against the cold white fingers.
Judging from the packaging, it must be Ye Min who chose it.
Curiosity still defeated the limited restraint I had.
Although I have said before that I will never drink again, this is at home and the fruit wine is low in alcohol.
If you can't drink it at home, then there's really nowhere else to drink it.
He thought nothing would happen.
Others think so too.
Everyone held a can of fruit wine, and there was a "click" sound when they clinked glasses.
Orange had no idea what these people were doing, and finally raised his face from the basin and ran to drink his own water.
After eating the cake, it’s time to give gifts.
After receiving the gift boxes, Song Yunhui did not open them immediately. Instead, he carefully put the boxes aside. Fearing that they would be knocked over, he moved them to the corner. Only then did he feel at ease.
Then came the gift of Orange.
Their gifts might be unnecessary for the cat. After the cake was finished, Orange finally looked up from the bowl and gave them a look.
Normally she is a clingy and spoiled cat, but she ignores people when she is given a small cake.
Ye Min accused it, "Unfaithful cat!"
Orange licked his paw, then ran over and rubbed against her.
"Forget it," Ye Min's voice softened, "It's just a kitten."
What does a kitten know
Orange snored and ran over to rub against Song Yunhui.
"… "
Qin Jianyuan, who was standing next to Ye Min and had stretched out his hand to hug the kitten but was ignored, was silent for a moment and retracted his hand sadly.
Ye Min bought Chengzi a small yellow collar, which was soft and looked like a sunlace.
It fit perfectly around Orange's neck, and the sunflower kitten was born.
Ye Min’s plan B, which was to sing a song for the kitten, didn’t work, but was used by Qin Jianyuan.
It's just that his gift is somewhat novel.
He bought a cat walkie-talkie, which also has a recording function and can translate human singing into cat language.
They didn't know what Qin Jianyuan had recorded, but when they saw confusion, suspicion, and then deep shock appear on Chengzi's small cat-like face, they all fell silent.
I don't know what weird stuff he recorded.
Finally, Qin Shu turned off the play button and turned to ask him, "What did you record?"
Qin Jianyuan said, "I just recorded a happy birthday song."
But Orange didn't seem so happy after hearing that.
Qin Shu immediately put the walkie-talkie away from Chengzi.
There is no doubt that Qin Jianyuan was cheated.
People who are usually smart seem to become stupid when they encounter things related to oranges.
Ye Min asked: "Where is Yunzai?"
She was obviously looking forward to it.
Song Yunhui put down the fruit wine in his hand and reached into his pocket.
He touched the left and right sides, feeling somewhat confused. He then turned sideways to touch Qin Shu's pocket. After searching both pockets, he still couldn't find what he was looking for.
The confusion on his face became more and more obvious.
Ye Min asked him, "What are you looking for?"
Song Yun replied: "I'm looking for my phone."
He exhaled, then said slowly, "I need my phone."
Qin Shu glanced at his face.
It's not much different from usual, but there's a slight blush on her face, making her look a little better.
He once again had a clear understanding of Song Yunhui's drinking capacity.
Ye Min unlocked her phone and handed it to Song Yunhui, asking, "Can I have my phone?"
Song Yunhui took the phone, thanked him, and then opened a music app.
Ye Min also came over to take a look.
She saw the other party searching for "Orange Song" in the search box.
Then delete it and search for "Orange Song" again.
The name is simple and direct.
Song Yunhui held the orange in his hand, slowly touched the other's paw, and then turned on the play button.
[Original singer: Don’t drink soy milk]
[Lyrics: Soy milk doesn’t taste good]
[Composition: Soy milk doesn’t taste good]
Ye Min's eyes widened slightly and asked, "You asked someone to write a song for Chengzi?"
Why didn't she think of this!
Song Yunhui shook his head, and ended up feeling a little dizzy, so he leaned back and said with a smile, "I sang it."
This was the first time he mentioned his work so naturally in front of others.
He originally wanted to lean on the sofa, but Qin Shu seemed to have developed some conditioned reflex and sat closer consciously, so that he could lean on him.
Very comfortable.
Song Yun leaned back and didn't move, then pressed the play button.
It is a very lively prelude, and the lyrics are different from many other works, as if a cat accidentally stumbles into a bizarre world.
It's very joyful and makes people's hearts jump for joy unconsciously.
The clear sound was slightly distorted when stored in electronic media, but was saved by the sound engineer.
It's a very nice sound.
The cheerful prelude suddenly stopped when it reached the peak, and then slowly descended.
The transition is a gentle piano sound.
It was like being slowly pulled into reality while wandering in a strange world.
Reality has joys and sorrows, as well as warmth and expectations, and it is the warmest nest for kittens.
I was singing on the phone, and Song Yunhui was singing along.
The sounds you hear in real life are more realistic and better than those on your phone.
He had been drinking and his mind was clouded, but his voice was steady.
Orange didn't understand what he was singing, but he looked very happy. He kept meowing and trying to sing along with him.
Song Yunhui lowered his head and rubbed the kitten's ears.
Until the last note of the song fell, Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan clapped loudly, their voices were very enthusiastic, just like the leader and second-in-command of the navy.
This was the first time I took the initiative to share, and it was also the first time I received such direct and enthusiastic praise.
Song Yunhui smiled with curved eyebrows.
Qin Shu, who was sitting next to him, played with his messy hair.
Ye Min’s liking was very direct. She decided to play the song again and hum along.
Song Yunhui just laughed on the side.
Afterwards, the birthday party turned into a KTV scene. Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan began to sing the songs they liked when they were young, and Song Yunhui was their most loyal listener.
Qin Shu could be considered half, because he did not focus all his attention on them and would glance at Song Yunhui from time to time.
It's obvious that the other party has started to get carried away.
His emotions were more obvious than usual, without any cover-up, and clearly expressed. Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan sang an old song together, a song about a child leaving his parents.
She became more and more into the song, and then she threw away the remote control that was temporarily acting as a microphone, stretched out her hand and started to sing, "Yunzi, come here and give auntie a hug!"
Qin Shu had stopped them from hugging her a long time ago. After struggling for several years, she had given up the idea.
Yunzai is still easier to hold.
Song Yun nodded and stood up.
Qin Shu stood up with him, watching his unsteady steps.
Ye Min stretched out her hand, and Song Yunhui handed it over himself.
He was so drunk that his eyes were slightly narrowed and his brows were relaxed. He changed his clothes after eating the cake. He wore the off-white cashmere that Ye Min had chosen earlier. It looked very warm and huggable.
After hugging Ye Min, he hugged Qin Jianyuan.
Qin Jianyuan patted him on the back gently.
Very light, but has a generous feel.
Song Yunhui finally looked at Qin Shu.
Qin Shu's expression remained unchanged, and the fingers hanging by his side moved slightly.
Song Yun returned and approached him.
—Then he stopped just one step away from him, waved with two fingers, and said:
"I've hugged him before, so I'll skip it this time."
The last time he was talking about was the time a long time ago when Qin Shu ran to his door and hugged him.
The man was drunk, but he still remembered.
—I’ve hugged you before.
Ye Min's expression changed instantly, and she looked at her own son in disbelief.
She never expected that the other party would move so quickly.
She had always thought her son was emotionally retarded.
Noticing Ye Min's gaze, Qin Shu paused and finally chose to remain silent.
The birthday party was very lively.
They later sat together on the sofa and listened to Orange deliver an important speech at the table. They then played poker and had fun.
The poker game ended with Ye Min and Song Yunhui starting to feel sleepy.
Chengzi had already fallen asleep in the cat's bed. Qin Jianyuan took Ye Min back to the room to rest, and Qin Shu sent Song Yun back upstairs.
Standing in the quiet corridor, the feeling of the late night finally came to me.
The world seemed to have become quiet, and occasionally the voices of Qin Jianyuan and Ye Min could be heard coming from downstairs.
There was the sound of a door closing, and then everything became completely quiet.
Qin Shu sent Song Yun back into the room.
The dark room lit up. Qin Shu placed the gift box he had brought up from downstairs in a corner of the room, took the air conditioner remote control on the bedside table, turned on the air conditioner, and then said:
"Go to bed early."
After he said that, he was about to leave and asked Song Yun to go back so that he could pack up and go to bed.
"Qin Xiaoshu."
Song Yun called him back.
Qin Shu turned around and saw the other person standing by the bed, his eyes narrowed sleepily and his hands slightly open.
It's clearly a hug.
He said, "I was just teasing you. Come and hug me. No one can be left behind today."
The warm white light shining on him made him look even warmer.
"… "
Qin Shu stepped forward and slowly extended his hand.
There is a light strawberry smell in the nose, not strong, but a very sweet taste.
He slowly hugged the other's waist tightly.
Just as he imagined, it was warm and huggable. He could feel the other person's gentle breathing and every beat of his heart.
It feels very real.
Don't want to let go.
It was a hug that was a little too long.
Until he finally felt a weight in front of his shoulder, he lowered his eyes and saw that the person on him had closed his eyes at some point.
Maybe it was because he was too tired, or maybe it was because he had drunk some alcohol, but he slept very soundly this time, without even his eyelashes moving.
He moved slightly and realized that the other person's hand was still unconsciously pinching his clothes.
"… "
The room was silent, with only the sound of clothes rustling against each other.
The room fell into darkness.
***
City A
In the quiet room, Zhong Xu looked at the red exclamation mark on the WeChat interface on his mobile phone, silent.
[Happy birthday]
[Message sending failed, you are not the other party's friend yet]
I can't even send you a blessing.
Returning to the phone interface, he looked at the red number at the top followed by [5], exhaled briefly, and chose to continue dialing.
Just like the previous five times, it is still [the other party is on the phone].
This time he did not use the blocked account, but applied for a new account.
But the result is still the same as before.
The other party has been on the phone.
If it's not do not disturb, then you are talking on the phone with someone.
Neither of these two points makes people feel good.
Song Yunhui remembered Song Cheng and Song Yunyang's birthdays, and his own birthday, but never mentioned his own birthday.
Or maybe it was mentioned once a long time ago, but never mentioned again.
It was as if he himself had forgotten about it.
If the other party didn't mention it, he wouldn't remember it, and he had missed many birthdays before.
This time the situation has lasted too long, and both sides need a way out.
Birthdays are a great opportunity.
He also accepted the reason that he prepared a gift for the other party just to give him a way out.
There was a beautiful blue gem at the auction a few days ago. He thought Song Yunhui would like it, so he bought it.
But since the other party left, there has been no news, and no one knows where he is. It has become difficult to meet him, and sending gifts is even more impossible.
Now I can’t even send you a simple “Happy Birthday”.
Zhong Xu returned to the WeChat chat box and then pulled it up.
He wanted to see what the other party said on his last birthday.
It seemed like a long time since his last birthday, and he thought news would be hard to find.
But surprisingly, he only flipped it up a few times and then found it.
He thought they communicated a lot, but in fact, very little.
They would have a short conversation every once in a while, and most of the time the topic was brought up first by Song Yunhui.
He would respond, but his sentences seemed overly concise, just one or two sentences.
His eyes were hurt by the flashing WeChat interface, so he slowly sat up and finally made a phone call.
[Sorry, the number you dialed is busy, please call again later]
It's still the same words that I'm tired of hearing.
He threw the phone next to his ear onto the sofa and lowered his eyes to look at the dim interface.
His head hurt like crazy, but he was used to it now and could keep a straight face.
City lights stream in through floor-to-ceiling windows.
There was a soft sound of a water glass being placed on the table in the room.
Zhong Xu curled the corners of his mouth.
You can't say for sure whether he is really ill.
***
When Song Yun woke up early the next morning, he felt refreshed.
Maybe the more tired he was, the better he slept. It was a rare occasion that he did not wake up in the middle of the night and slept until dawn.
The first thing he saw when he got up was the gift box in the corner of the room.
I feel motivated the moment I wake up.
After putting on his pajamas, he got out of bed, put on his slippers, and quickly washed up. Then he sat on the carpet and began to open the gift boxes one by one with great interest.
His movements were not quick but very careful, and there was no damage to the packaging from the outside to the inside.
Except for when he was very young, this was the first time he had opened a present since he grew up.
The first one was given by Qin Shu.
A lampshaded ornament with a small dinosaur in the middle.
There were pink diamond-like things scattered around the little dinosaur's hands.
—Song Yunhui thought that since it was just a birthday present, he shouldn’t put something as valuable as a pink diamond directly into the small ornament.
There is a switch under the lampshade. When the light is turned on, the light will be refracted by the scattered pink diamond-like objects, which is very dazzling and stunning.
Then came the gifts from Qin Jianyuan and Ye Min.
Ye Min gave a blue scarf.
There was also a letter on the scarf.
He opened the envelope carefully.
The letter was unexpectedly long, two pages.
Ye Min's handwriting is very beautiful, but just like her personality, her writing is free and easy, which adds a different feeling.
Song Yunhui watched it quietly from beginning to end.
a long time.
After putting the letter away and putting it back into the envelope, he picked up the carefully folded scarf in the box.
This scarf belongs to Xu Wenhui. I forgot to take it with me when I went to Qin's house to visit her.
This is something Ye Min keeps as a souvenir.
But now she gave him the scarf.
Song Yunhui slowly lowered his head, his cheek deeply buried in the scarf.
***
When Song Yun went downstairs, the kitchen was already filled with fragrance as usual.
Qin Shu didn't have time to prepare breakfast today.
All in all, it is a very new and delicious breakfast.
Ye Min and the others probably haven't stayed up all night like this, as they haven't gotten up yet.
Qin Shu had already charged his phone and placed it on the table, and also sent him all the videos and photos Ye Min had taken yesterday.
In short, it is very considerate and provides one-stop service.
Curling up on the sofa with Orange in his arms, he unlocked his phone, opened WeChat, and began to look through the photos and videos he took yesterday one by one.
Looking at the photos now, you can still tell how much fun we had yesterday.
The last photo was taken while eating the cake. It was shot using time-lapse technology. Everyone was in the shot, and they were all smiling.
Above the photo is a video of Orange giving an important speech at the birthday party.
Just as I was about to watch it for the second time, a message popped up on my phone.
It’s Chen Chen.
[Happy birthday!]
Song Yunhui opened his eyes in surprise.
He asked Chen Chen how he knew it was his birthday today.
[Qin Shufa is a big-eyed boy, everyone knows that Mr. Dan is having his birthday]
[Do you know how sad I am? I actually learned about your birthday from someone else. Why didn’t you tell me in advance [猫猫伤心.jpg]]
Song Yunhui also replied him with a cat emoticon package, and then opened Big Eyes.
He doesn't need to look for it specifically, the homepage of Big Eyes is the Big Eyes that the other party posted.
[Qin Shu V: Happy birthday @AAA tea wholesale egg general]
The other party finally mastered the power of technology and learned how to publish on a scheduled basis, setting the time to publish at 00:00.
A scroll through the comment section shows all happy birthday messages.
[Happy birthday!]
[? We didn’t even know that Mr. Dan had his birthday! Happy birthday, Mr. Dan! ]
[I have grown another year older. I hope Mr. Egg can still be happy! There are countless tea eggs (x)]
[It’s the tea wholesale egg boss, not the tea egg! ]
This will no longer be a silent birthday.
He had countless blessings.
(End of this chapter)