Her brother was sitting on the ground, very small, looking weak and pitiful... and smiling foolishly.
He had a Band-Aid on his hand, tears were still welling up in his eyes, but his mouth was twisted upwards, and he looked like he was neither crying nor laughing, looking completely stupid.
Opposite him was a man squatting, with a smooth profile and a pair of smiling eyes under his baseball cap.
His eyelashes are very long and thick, and when he blinks, it seems as if they flash into people's hearts.
It doesn't seem like a real person.
This face is so familiar; she was just reciting it.
A person on the Internet and in real life are like two completely different individuals.
On the Internet, behind a screen, everyone is blurred into an electronic image, seemingly insensitive to pain and unafraid of rumors. Their attacks do not seem to be directed at a real person.
But now it's different.
She could see that the man was wearing a warm-looking coat, a baseball cap that was not buttoned too tightly, and a gentle smile on his face.
The little kid waved his arms even harder than he did, and he almost jumped with his feet.
Qin Shu glanced at him, then took the dishes to the kitchen, leaving him alone here.
Coffee is most refreshing when you first wake up.
Judging from their reaction, if I’m not mistaken, these two people probably watched the TV show he starred in for the entire afternoon.
He was the kind of person who made her heart beat wildly just by looking at him.
Song Yun turned around and slipped away to find Qin Shu.
Song Yunhui held the food in his hands and was silent for a while.
In the busy supermarket, they were just two ordinary customers.
Song Yun smiled back.
His eyes were full of anticipation, his voice trembled a little, but he tried hard to make it smooth.
Ms. Ye Min had called before to ask them when they would be back, and when they got home, the TV had just been turned off, with the time being exactly the same.
"… "
They ended up having a delicious hotpot meal.
The child was very naive. He only knew that he liked the older brother in front of him and that he should be friends with the person he liked, so he looked up and asked:
"I'll go check out the kitchen, too."
***
Qin Shu drove back home.
He saw his face on TV.
Waking up again in the afternoon, Song Yunhui thought about it and finally decided...
"Thank you!"
"goodbye."
The child was taken away, so Song Yunhui did not stay any longer. He tilted his head to look at the place where the dishes were weighed, and saw that Qin Shu was already in the front of the line, so he waved to the child and said:
The next morning, Song Yunhui and Qin Shu went to the airport to see Ye Min and the others off.
He lay down until his usual time to get up, then got up, turned on his computer, and when he went downstairs and came back up again, he had a cup of coffee in his hand.
Qin Shu had things to do in the next few days, and he often went out early and came back late. Song Yunhui just happened to be showing signs of reappearing in the underworld of hiding during the day and coming out at night. The two complemented each other and could talk every night.
Ye Min stood up, took the dish from his hand, and stuffed the orange into his arms, then kept moving her feet.
"Big brother, can we be friends?"
They got home not too late, just in time to prepare dinner.
She saw Song Yunhui pulling her brother up.
This time they didn't hold each other tightly like they did last night. Instead, they smiled and waved, saying they would be back after the New Year, then checked their tickets and left.
He had just finished weighing and putting the vegetables into the cart.
The two went home together.
The two left together.
Continue lying down for a while.
Qin Shu stood beside him, straightened his somewhat untied scarf, and said:
"Let's go back."
Song Yun looked back at him, and finally couldn't help but smile. He touched the coquettish cat in his arms, then handed the orange to him and said:
After leaving the airport and standing outside, Song Yun looked back at the plane which began to climb slowly, then got higher and higher and smaller.
The person who appeared before her was a real person in reality, and was very different from the image on the Internet.
The opponent is fast, but his eyes are not slow either.
Her ears were still very red and her voice was bright. Song Yunhui was a little surprised by her attitude. Then he put the mask back on, pushed the hat down, and said, "It's okay."
Qin Jianyuan was the only one left, and he looked at Qin Shu, who was also holding a dish in his hand.
Before he could answer, a little girl came over and took the boy's hand, then immediately bent down to thank him:
Perhaps because I got too much sleep, I have been extremely efficient in completing my work in recent days, and I still have a lot of time left after finishing my work.
He used this time to work on his cooking.
In the past few days, he has been cooking according to the rubbish cooking tutorials on the Internet. The results are satisfactory. The food is cooked and can be eaten.
Today's work was still completed ahead of schedule. Song Yunhui drank the last sip of coffee and skillfully opened a teaching software.
He is going to do something big today.
The dishes from the previous times were already edible, but this time he wanted to challenge the taste.
If all goes well, as he expected, he will be able to open Qin Shu's eyes when he returns in the evening.
The door of the room opened and closed, and there was one more person in the kitchen.
Qin Shu probably wouldn't want to eat greasy food when he got home in the evening, so he planned to make some stir-fried cabbage and seaweed egg drop soup.
He had practiced stir-fried cabbage repeatedly before and had mastered it completely, so the key point was the seaweed egg drop soup.
It sounds simple, just beat the eggs and add seaweed, and that seems to be about it.
But Song Yunhui has a peculiar rebellious heart and wants to learn how to make the difficult seaweed egg drop soup.
He rolled up his sleeves with confidence.
***
late at night
Qin Shu, who had already returned home and changed his clothes, sat at the dining table, picked up the food on the plate and took a bite.
He praised, "The seaweed scrambled eggs are delicious."
Song Yunhui put on a fake smile, "Isn't it."
The gap from seaweed egg drop soup to seaweed scrambled eggs is too big and he doesn't want to say more.
I just didn’t expect that the final product would be so delicious.
As long as it tastes good, it doesn’t matter what it looks like initially.
After finishing the bowl of rice, Qin Shu said, "I took a guest role temporarily, so I probably won't be back for a while."
Every time before he goes out, he would report where he was going, what he was going to do and how long he would be gone, and this time was no exception.
Song Yunhui rested his head on the table, smiled, and said, "Then I'll wait for you to come back."
The warm light illuminated his eyes and brows, making him look gentle and calm.
Qin Shu began to tell him what the other party should do while he was away.
The first thing is to have a daily routine, go to bed early and get up early, and then eat, three meals a day can not be missed. Song Yunhui nodded repeatedly, looking like he was listening carefully.
Qin Shu was somewhat helpless, and finally asked: "Have you remembered it clearly?"
Song Yunhui immediately replied, "I remember it clearly."
It doesn't look very reliable.
Later, Song Yunhui also proved with facts that in some aspects, his words were indeed unreliable.
Those who feel the strongest physical sensation are probably fans of soy milk.
Before, the other party sang a song quietly, and there seemed to be no publicity. They thought that the soy milk might be promoted online later, but they waited for several days but no one came to them.
Their legs were already numb from squatting, and just when they were about to give up and stand up to stretch their legs and feet, the other party suddenly came online.
And once it starts airing, I'll arrive on time for several days in a row, still at that familiar underworld time.
His reasons were straightforward.
"My friends are all gone lately, so I'm a bit bored, so I want to chat with you guys."
[The stand-in turned out to be myself]
[Ouke, the case is finally solved. I finally know why Doujiang stopped live streaming before. The unfaithful person actually went to have fun with his friends, leaving us to struggle.]
[The cat is crying, so let’s sing “Orange Song” (I feel inexplicably ashamed every time I type this song title, help me)]
[I also think this name is very cool! I thought it was a children's song, so I passed by it several times but didn't click on it. Fortunately, I saw the original version.]
[It’s broken, I’ve become a substitute! ]
[“Orange Song” is really beautiful and magical. Anyway, I can’t get out of it, so I recommend the song to others like crazy.
[Devil's Whisper.jpg]]
Song Yun glanced at the comments a few times and chatted with his friends with a smile.
He has recently adjusted his schedule a little bit. He goes to bed after finishing the broadcast in the early morning, and wakes up naturally just in time to answer the call from Qin Shu.
He was filming in a very remote place where the signal was not good. Generally, the signal was better than usual only at a certain time in the morning, and he needed to walk some distance to get to the place with good signal. The other party also had to film, and there was not much rest time throughout the day, so this time in the morning was almost the only time the two of them communicated for the whole day.
The content of their chat was very ordinary. They talked about what they had done yesterday, what new dishes they had learned to cook, and what photos Ye Min and the others had sent them. It was a whole bunch of random things. After the phone call, it was possible that they themselves didn't even know what they were talking about.
"… "
"Yeah, okay, bye."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Shu lowered his head to look at his phone again, then turned around and saw the director who had just hung up the phone not far away.
The director was also looking at him. After putting down his phone, he said, "I have to report every day. What's wrong with you? Why do you run here as often as I do?"
There are people at his home who force him to make a phone call every day to report that he is safe, so he is forced to come here every day.
Many people come here to make phone calls, but there are only two who come every day regardless of rain or shine.
One of them is him, and the other is Qin Shu.
The relationship between them was not unfamiliar, so the director asked him directly:
"Is there someone at home? They contact me so frequently every day."
This was originally just a casual joke.
Regardless of whether they are familiar with each other or not, everyone knows that Qin Shu is definitely still single now. Although the media has previously made a lot of noise about the news that he is suspected to be no longer single, those who are in the know know that the news on the Internet is not true.
As a result, Qin Shu seemed to be thinking about something, and thinking seriously, and did not refute him immediately.
As if it really happened.
The director immediately got excited and continued to push, "The guy you acted with this morning just got married a few months ago, and his girlfriend has come to see him several times. When will your guy come over for everyone to see?"
Qin Shu came back to his senses and said:
"Not coming."
This place is far away from home, and he keeps in touch with Song Yunhui every day. As long as they contact each other enough, he can break the spatial barrier and don't have to come here specially.
Secondly, considering the other party's schedule, it is indeed difficult to find time to come here during the day.
—Won’t come.
The director was startled by his words, took a step back unconsciously, and said, "Is there really someone in your house?"
Qin Shu said nothing.
***
After hanging up the phone, Song Yun put the phone aside. Originally wanting to take a nap, he went back to bed, but then he sat up.
I always feel like something is missing.
There is an indescribable feeling.
After making the phone call today, he took a look at the weather.
The weather forecast says that the temperature will drop significantly across the country in the next two days.
He remembered Qin Shu saying that they almost shot the film on the mountain.
The temperature on the mountain was not very high, but the other party was obviously used to saying that everything was fine.
I don't know what the weather is like over there.
When you are undecided, start a live chat.
He changed the title of the live broadcast room to [Qin Shucai Price Reduction in Vegetable Market], and then manually changed the partition to the chat area. He pointed the camera at a small doll, and then started the live broadcast.
"Good morning everyone."
[Good morning, Doujiang. It’s so late for the show to start. Let me think, Doujiang’s friends haven’t come back yet? ]
[Hey! Live broadcast in the morning, I thought it was some evildoer, it turned out to be you, soy milk! ]
[Good morning, my wife! I fell asleep while listening to soy milk and singing yesterday. I woke up refreshed! It feels so good to not have insomnia! ]
[Why is the show starting so early today? ]
After glancing at the comments, Song Yunhui looked away and said, "I have a friend..."
[Yeah, okay, I understand, my soy milk friend]
[That’s right, soy milk has a friend]
[Pertinent, direct, to the point]
"what are you guys saying?"
Song Yun replied: "What I mean is, a friend of mine has been out of town for many days. How do you think I should express my concern?"
[You can make more phone calls, video calls are best]
[You can’t be there in person, but you can send gifts. You can buy some small gifts or snacks and send them over. The things are not important, but the friendship is important.]
[It is recommended to send a small gift plus one]
[Maybe you can go find him directly]
[…]
Song Yun looked back at the screen full of suggestions and finally considered the practical aspects.
The other party is in the mountains, there is no takeout or other things there, only villagers and markets, and most of the suggestions cannot be implemented.
His eyes fell on the last few suggestions.
"… "
He silently began to get dressed.
(End of this chapter)