This was the longest time they had gone without any communication.
From the moment the other was hospitalized, they seemed to have taken completely different paths.
Turning the wine glass in his hand, Zhang Jia looked at Zhong Xu.
This person rarely has such an expression.
—At least he hadn’t seen it.
Finished, this is really heartfelt.
Zhang Jia is used to spending money and doesn't understand this kind of feeling, but there are some things that outsiders know best.
At least the ordinary quarrels he knew would not last as long as those between these two.
This matter cannot be simply defined as a temper tantrum.
He looked Zhong Xu up and down, then asked:
"When was the last time you saw him?"
Song Yunhui took the cup and took a sip.
Then the conversation between them ended.
Teacher Song calmly took another sip, with foam on the corners of his mouth, but he still maintained his teacher's dignity and said:
"It's not hard, it's what I should do."
This was the first time the other party showed no mercy.
Orange's furry face was filled with shock.
Books are the ladder for cats' progress. Not only can they expand their knowledge, but they may also help them fall asleep quickly.
The bar was dimly lit and alcohol was intoxicating.
This morning he heard Orange's noise at the door not because Orange woke up early, but because Orange had not slept all night. After waking him up, he went back to his nest to sleep.
Today, one of him and Orange will have to fall first.
"… You see the frequency difference is 1024 times, so we can see that A is definitely more efficient. But at the same time there are some differences, you can't just choose based on the frequency."
The other party didn't think much of it. His tone was calm, and he didn't seem to be regretful, nor was he angry. He just said:
Song Yunhui felt that this was not feasible.
Song Yunhui held the kitten in his arms, rubbed its head and kept talking.
Zhong Xu remembered what they said last time, very clearly.
That was a long time ago, when the two of them communicated over the phone.
The kitten didn't know why it had to study. It tried to play with Song Yun again. It called out twice in a pinched voice and acted cute and coquettish, but it was all useless.
—Sleeping late and waking up late means that when they sleep, they parkour, and when they wake up, the other person falls asleep.
Qin Shu, who came out of the kitchen with a cup in his hand, heard his voice, smiled, bent down and handed him the cup.
Orange's eyes were wide open, and as he looked at the book full of words, his eyes were filled with complete shock, confusion and helplessness.
Qin Shu took a tissue and handed it to him.
At that time, the rumors on the Internet that the other party was pushing people into trouble were getting louder and louder. He did not expect that the other party could actually do such a thing, so he called him to ask him what he was thinking.
Song Yunhui patted the kitten's head and said:
It's strawberry milk, fragrant and sweet.
"You think so, too."
The book was his own, and he hadn't finished reading the last half of it, so he read it while explaining it to Chengzi.
Zhong Xu was silent.
"Not interested here? Never mind, let's look at the comparator."
—But the cat doesn’t think so.
In the quiet and warm room, Song Yunhui sat sideways on the sofa with an orange in his arms and a book in front of him.
Zhang Jia looked at Zhong Xu, who was still well-dressed and had calm eyes, and asked:
"You've known him for so many years, have you ever apologized to him sincerely?"
He lowered his head and patiently explained to Orange:
It wants to escape, but it can't.
The last time they met was a long time ago. He was busy, and she was busy too. They felt that there was still plenty of time, so they didn't go out of their way to meet each other.
He explains in great detail and with a gentle voice, and is a good teacher who is praised by everyone.
He decided to read a book to Orange.
Orange's daily routine has quietly changed in the past few days. Originally, when they slept, the other person would sleep too, but now Orange has started to go to bed late and get up late, and starts parkour while they are still asleep.
Qin Shu said: "Throat soothing tea, Teacher Song has worked hard."
After returning home from square dancing, he saw Orange, who had woken up from his sleep, drank some water, and looked energetic and ready for parkour tonight. He decided to stop this habit at all costs.
The other party's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was very relaxed, so relaxed that he thought the other party had no remorse at all, nor did he think that the other party took his words to heart. He regarded this call as an ordinary communication.
It was also because of this that he was completely unaware that all his contact information had been blocked at that time.
Zhang Jia realized something after sensing his silence, and asked him in a different way:
"So what was the last time you two spoke? I mean before you two became like this."
Wiping the foam from the corners of his mouth, Song Yunhui continued to teach Chengzi with his head down.
Chengzi looked up at Qin Shu with confusion and grievance in his eyes.
Others have delicious milk, but it has nothing to drink.
Qin Shu fed it yogurt.
The quantity is not much, just enough for the kitten to satisfy its craving.
After eating and drinking, Orange was carried back to the sofa.
The kitten's big round eyes gradually became smaller, and its eyelids kept drooping.
Only when Orange's eyes were almost narrowed into slits did Song Yunhui slowly slow down his voice and finally gently closed the book.
The kitten began to purr.
Song Yunhui looked up at Qin Shu and raised his thumb to indicate that the task was accomplished.
Qin Shu also gave him a thumbs up and sent him a thumbs up in the air.
After putting the kitten in the cat bed and covering it with a small blanket, Teacher Song, who had been busy all day, wiped off the non-existent sweat and said:
"It's getting late, go to bed."
Qin Shu nodded.
The two of them tiptoed up the stairs together.
It was not until he opened the door and turned on the light in the room that Song Yun looked back at the red bed and finally remembered what had happened that morning.
Later, Qin Shu saw him standing at the door of the room, so he walked up to him and asked:
"What's wrong?"
He followed Song Yunhui's gaze.
"… "
The two of them looked at the festive bed together.
Song Yunhui rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, then pointed in the direction of the bed and said:
"There's something missing there."
Qin Shu asked what was missing.
Song Yun replied: "It's just missing a happy ending."
Just stick a red "囍" on it and it instantly becomes perfect.
He laughed: "Does it feel like a wedding?"
Qin Shu also laughed, his eyes swept across the room to the people around him, and said:
"picture."
After briefly planning the layout of the room, Song Yunhui yawned, then walked into the room and began to look for pajamas.
Qin Shu helped close the door.
The parkour athlete has fallen asleep and the house is quiet tonight.
It was a very comfortable evening.
When Song Yun woke up early the next morning, he felt refreshed.
After getting up, washing up, he checked the messages on his phone and replied while holding a toothbrush in his mouth.
The closer it gets to the Chinese New Year, the busier these companies get. They simply cannot spare any staff and are even short of people. They are now looking for engineers everywhere, offering high prices. Contact information is given back and forth, and when I wake up in the morning, there are several more contacts to apply for.
Not intending to increase his workload at this time, he just took a look and declined.
It is better to reject early and let the other party find the next one.
After washing up, he yawned and left the room.
Walking in the corridor, when passing by Qin Shu's room, a wind blew in from the room, unexpectedly and chilly. He turned around and saw that the door of the other's room was not closed, and he could see the open window at a glance.
There is also a big red bed in the center of the room.
"you're awake?"
There was a voice coming from downstairs. Song Yun turned around and saw Qin Shu, who was still wearing an apron around her waist, looking at him with a spoon in her hand. She said, "It's time to eat."
Qin Shu raised his eyes and saw Song Yunhui, who was trying very hard to hold back his laughter.
The plush pajamas he wore were very warm, and the plush felt like it was shaking when he was trying not to laugh.
I don't know what tickled his funny bone, but he laughed so hard that he couldn't stop and kicked the wall, getting hurt instantly.
He bent down to look after his feet, hopping back and forth on one foot. From Qin Shu's perspective, all he could see was a white mass moving.
He ran upstairs and just caught Mr. Song who was leaning forward.
He lowered his head and asked:
"Where did you hit?"
The person in my arms didn't move for a long time, only his shoulder twitched occasionally.
It looks like it should be painful.
Qin Shu bent down to see where he had bumped into, but the person in his arms raised his head, and the corners of his mouth under his messy hair couldn't help but rise.
The man is still laughing.
After his heartbeat calmed down a little, he slowly stood up with the other party and asked:
"Does it still hurt?"
Song Yunhui tried hard to suppress his laughter and shook his head.
It turns out that some people can smile happily with their mouth corners turned downwards.
Qin Shu breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but laugh as well.
Mr. Song has a weird sense of humour, and he's not much better.
It was not until Song Yunhui finally completed his evolution and could walk upright that the two of them went downstairs together.
After having breakfast together, Qin Shu received a phone call.
When he came back from the call, Song Yunhui had already started playing on the sofa with Chengzi who had just woken up.
Qin Shu asked him:
"Anything tonight?"
"Um?"
Song Yunhui rubbed the kitten's head and said, "No, what's wrong?"
Qin Shu said that the call just now was from his agent, asking them to go out and play tonight, with the same people as last time.
"Some of them are out of town and will be going home in two days. They want to get together again before they go home."
He lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you going?"
Song Yun nodded, "Go."
The two Fruit brothers were still thinking about their third brother Chen Chen who was living outside, so they asked for his contact information and now went to contact him.
Chen Chen was happy to join in the fun, and although he was still in the company, his mind was already elsewhere.
Today is another day of paid slacking.
The meeting place was a KTV, and they got a private room.
Seeing Chengzi finish his meal obediently and start parkour, Song Yunhui closed the door and went out with Qin Shu.
Driving into the city, there are a lot more lights around than usual, and small colored lights are hung on the trees on both sides of the road. They are flashing and look pretty beautiful.
After the car was parked in the parking lot outside the store, Song Yunhui opened the door and got out of the car, and the cold wind blew in his face.
Qin Shu followed him out of the car and just reached out to hold down his hat which was almost blown away. The heat from his large palm passed through the hat to his scalp.
Song Yunhui looked up at him, his eyes seemed to flash.
Then Qin Shu heard him say:
"Soul intake?"
Qin Shu held his hat with his hand and patted it gently, then put his hand down.
They walked into the store.
After they reported the name of the person in charge of booking the private room, someone led them to the room. The door of the room opened and there were already quite a few people inside.
The others were much more excited than them. They had arrived earlier and the place was bustling with activity.
The door of the private room was not open wide, and the first person they saw was Qin Shu. He was stunned and stretched his neck to see Song Yunhui next to him.
Song Yunhui waved his hand in a small arc.
There was a warm welcome inside, and before the two of them sat down, a cup of hot water was already put in their hands to warm their hands.
They had reserved seats for the two of them, so they could go over and sit down.
Song Yunhui held the cup of water that continued to emit warmth in his hand, glanced at the room, and found that three were still missing.
Someone explained to them: "Two people said they were going to pick up Brother Chen."
It seems that the three fruit brothers are having a good time and have started to treat each other as brothers.
As soon as the two people sat down, someone handed them a tablet with ordering items and asked them to choose.
Others have already ordered the essential snacks for KTV, but everyone has different tastes in drinks, so you have to order your own.
Song Yun looked back and forth at the fruit wine, not daring to drink it. He just looked at it for a few more times, and before sliding down, he asked Qin Shu:
"drink wine?"
Qin Shu said he didn't want to drink.
The two of them ended up with a bottle of strawberry milk each.
Finally, along with the waiter who served drinks came the three fruit brothers.
Chen Chen, who was standing between the two people, was obviously dressed like a corporate slave. He hadn't put down the briefcase in his hand yet, but judging by his state, he had completely integrated into this private room.
The ambience in the room was just right, as was the lighting, with virtually no bright light, and only the occasional flash of light that allowed one to see clearly where it was illuminated.
Someone took two bottles of strawberry milk from the waiter, looked into the room, and asked:
"Whose is this..."
Then in the light outside, he looked carefully and continued, "Strawberry milk."
The others then looked at the female assistant sitting on the side.
The assistant had just clinked glasses with the girl next to him, and he drank the wine in the glass in big gulps, gulping it down without any pressure.
She noticed that everyone else was looking over, with questioning looks.
other people:"… "
The person holding the strawberry milk twitched his lips.
Finally, a hand reached out from the darkness.
The light was dim, and the person holding the milk couldn't see clearly who it was, but he didn't care and walked closer to hand the strawberry milk to the other person.
It was because he got closer that he could see clearly who was extending his hand.
Behind the pink strawberry milk is a handsome face.
Qin Shu took the strawberry milk, opened the straw and handed it to Song Yunhui.
He also kept a bottle for himself.
The light just happened to sweep across the face of the person opposite, and Song Yunhui saw his expression clearly.
He smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, I forced him to drink it."
He said and took a sip.
Fragrant and sweet.
Chen Chen had just arrived, and the tablet was passed around and finally landed in his hands.
The table was already piled with wine, so he just drank some and didn't order anything else.
Everyone has arrived and some have requested songs one by one. When the songs start, they begin frantically looking for the microphone.
The three fruit brothers also went up to join in the fun, crowding around the song requesting desk to study.
This time it was a private gathering among friends, so there weren’t too many rules. Those who were close could order first.
The three brothers watched half of it, then turned around and invited the two people who were sitting next to them and drinking strawberry milk.
Qin Shu usually doesn't participate in such activities, and Song Yunhui also chooses to skip it.
Just drink strawberry milk.
The songs requested by others were played one by one.
Several grown men sang a little love song together with powerful voices, and sang out the sadness and helplessness of secret love in youth with the momentum of "punching a little girl".
The agent sang a hero song that is a must-order KTV song that never goes out of style.
The two girls sang a passionate and inspirational song together.
When a few people sing together it's just for fun, but when one person sings alone it's either embarrassing or a show-off.
Song Yunhui was originally concentrating on discussing with Qin Shu which brand of strawberry milk was the best, but then he heard a familiar accompaniment.
He could hear it, and so could others.
"Wow!" someone said in surprise, "You're actually singing this song."
It is said that this song was Doujiang's first work, a collaboration with an unknown singer. It has been a trend for quite some time, and the singer at that time has long retired, but the song has been circulating and many people can sing it.
The person holding the microphone rubbed his head shyly and said, "To be honest, I am a die-hard fan of soy milk."
Song Yunhui changed his posture and drank the strawberry milk.
After the prelude ended, the person began to sing slowly along with the lyrics.
It was obvious that he didn't come here to embarrass himself this time.
The song had a high pitch, but he sang it surprisingly well. Others who were listening on the side couldn't help but sing along.
The three brothers were clapping and keeping the beat on the side, creating a pure atmosphere.
Song Yunhui also clapped his hands gently, but did not sing. His eyes were slightly narrowed with a smile and his eyelashes curled.
This person was the last one among the first group to choose a song.
By the time he finished singing, they had been playing here for quite a while without realizing it.
Song Yunhui was having fun the whole time, with his hands passing fruit pieces and strawberry milk back and forth. He would feed Qin Shu next to him whichever fruit he thought was sweetest from time to time.
Some people wanted to start a second wave, but were stopped by others, who told them to try a more exciting way of playing.
The most exciting part is actually spinning the bottle. The person the bottle points to plays truth or dare. The person who spins the bottle gets to choose between singing or drinking.
The first person to spin the bottle is decided by rock-paper-scissors, and the winner gets to spin.
Maybe the fish that Chen Chen touches every day in the company is a koi. He was lucky today, so the outcome was decided in one go and he became the final winner.
He had a malicious smile on his face when he was spinning the bottle.
This ill intention is not directed at anyone, but at everyone.
Others who originally thought they would be safe felt a chill down their spines when they saw his smile and started to get nervous for no reason.
It’s really exciting.
The tense atmosphere was instantly aroused.
The first person to be transferred was the female assistant. She had been secretly looking at Song Yunhui, wondering how to get an autograph, but she didn't expect that the first one would be herself.
She chose to drink.
She drank the wine very quickly, and the wine in the glass was gone as soon as she raised her head and lowered it.
The others inexplicably made strange noises and clapped unconsciously.
Then the girls played spin the bottle.
This time the person who was transferred chose to sing.
The process was indeed exciting, but Song Yunhui drank too much strawberry milk and had to leave halfway.
As if for the sake of the overall atmosphere, this KTV even has dark colors outside the room, which does not look very bright.
To get to the restroom from the private room where they were, one had to pass through many rooms, and along the way one could hear all kinds of people singing.
Even though every room here is equipped with soundproofing materials, it still can't withstand such loud roars, so it's normal for some sound to leak into the room.
Song Yunhui went into the bathroom listening to the howling of ghosts and wolves along the way.
The environment here is indeed very friendly to people like him, including the toilet, which is dim inside and outside.
He had taken off his scarf when he first entered the private room, and now no one noticed him walking in the corridor.
After going to the toilet and washing his face to wake himself up, he returned along the same route.
When he approached the private room he came from, he heard the same ghostly howling sounds outside as in the other rooms.
This voice sounds somewhat familiar.
After thinking for only a second, he quickly picked up his mobile phone, turned on the video, and then opened the door.
The one singing inside is Chen Chen.
He sang with great pain, but his voice was still loud.
The happiness of others is built on his pain. Even if his tune is terrible, others will still cooperate by clapping and keeping the beat.
Song Yunhui entered the room quietly, but did not go inside. He just stood at the door and continued taking pictures.
After Chen Chen finally finished singing a song in agony, he leisurely returned to his seat.
After he sat down, he sent the video to Chen Chen.
After returning to his seat, the other person also took out his cell phone and took a look at it.
He replied almost instantly.
[You wait]
Song Yun smiled back and then put away his phone.
As the person who was turned last time, it is Chen Chen's turn to spin the bottle this time.
He first rubbed his hands repeatedly, and then touched the wine bottle several times, as if trying to calm the bottle's emotions.
Whenever he is like this, he can arouse fear in people's hearts.
He glanced at Song Yunhui, who had just picked up a piece of apple, and then finally took action.
He seems to have some skills.
The bottle turned several times and finally slowly aimed at Song Yunhui.
Qin Shu next to him.
Song Yunhui couldn't help but laughed.
Some skills, but not much.
Turning to the unexpected person, Chen Chen didn't intend to target Qin Shu. He just wanted to say a simple task to get away with it, but he received hints from the eyes of a bunch of people around him.
—Perhaps these can be considered explicit indications.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he swallowed what he was about to say, and said:
"Find someone in this room to make a heart shape with you."
Somewhat conservative, but also bold in a way.
Others secretly gave him a thumbs up.
Among all the people in this room, it is obvious who I should make a heart shape with.
They are just giving away opportunities.
Qin Shu lowered his head and looked at Song Yunhui.
Song Yunhui took another piece of pear and chewed it slowly. He didn't seem to react at all. He was just having fun. He even suggested:
"Why don't you compete with our Brother Chen? I've rarely seen you two in the same frame."
The agent was inexplicably cueed, and was instantly shocked. He immediately expressed his position while holding the thermos cup:
"I'm already married, so these won't work."
This is the awakening of a married man.
Song Yunhui expressed admiration.
But the agent said no, so there was nothing we could do.
Putting down the toothpick in his hand, he gestured slightly, thinking about whether he should use his left hand or his right hand, and then finally decided on his hand.
He and Qin Shu put their fingers together and made a heart shape.
Subjectively, if nothing unexpected happens, this should be a heart.
Objectively speaking, they were just comparing a boiled egg, an enlarged version of it.
Even Song Yunhui realized that something was wrong. He turned his head and asked in a serious tone:
"Is this really our heart?"
Qin Shu: “… Yeah.”
(End of this chapter)