Ye Min spent half a day to sort out the meaning of Qin Shu's words.
She was shocked: "You are together with our Yunzi?"
After she said this, she became quiet again.
Qin Shu reasonably guessed that Ms. Ye was probably calling Qin Jianyuan.
The couple huddled together, their cell phones were on loudspeaker, and they no longer thought about Ye Min’s profile picture, wanting to find out more.
But his son was worthy of being his son. He couldn't get any more out of him and always told them to wait until they came back.
Qin Shu was tight-lipped. They were in a hurry to go to work and the driver had been waiting for a long time. In the end, they had to end the call with regret.
After the call was hung up, both of them couldn't stop smiling.
All the way down the stairs and into the courtyard, the servants along the way all looked at them and smiled happily.
It was as if they wanted to convey their joy to the whole world. They were in a good mood and treated people warmly. The partners were flattered and in the end the talks went smoothly and they gave us another 2 percentage points of discount.
Starting from a certain day, many people unexpectedly added his game account, and the friend requests never stopped, so he simply changed his account.
Song Yunhui then stood at the door and looked outside.
Mean adults.
The time when someone is with you is always happy, but it is also painful to have to pack up and go to bed because you have to go to work tomorrow.
He was surprisingly skilled in wrapping the bandage.
The lights downstairs had been turned off, but there was light in the study. The door was not closed tightly and was slightly open, illuminating half of the corridor.
The day has just begun on the other side of the ocean, but it is almost over on the other side.
Song Yun smiled back.
After being a rookie for a long time, anyone can develop a strong heart.
Hearing the noise, he raised his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the thin pajamas behind the cat.
Qin Shu took the coat he had placed on the table and put it on him.
Orange followed his movements and jumped off the bed, walked to the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, lay down comfortably, and began to bask in the sun.
After playing until eleven o'clock, Chen Chen finally realized that he could not continue playing, so he logged off with regret.
The next day, Song Yunhui was woken up by the itch.
The sun was shining through the kitchen window, and there was already a bit of greenery outside.
There was a sound of scratching claws outside the door, and he got up again.
Qin Shu sat behind the desk, head down, wrapping a bandage. The light made the shadow of his eyelashes look very long.
He opened the door and picked up the kitten from the ground. He asked, "Where's your dad?"
Qin Shu returned home. He could no longer stay up late as before. He lay down on the bed peacefully before the other party knocked on the door and asked him to go to bed early.
The playmate is a live streamer. Chen Chen is fearless and communicates via live broadcast all year round. Song Yunhui usually remains silent and communicates via text.
"Let me do it."
It's not always convenient to do it by yourself, and his movements don't seem as smooth as usual.
All three of them logged off.
The big furry tail kept sweeping across his face, and it ended with him sneezing twice.
After logging off, Chen Chen told the three-person gaming group he had created earlier that he would definitely return as the king next time he had a day off.
The new account added Chen Chen and his playmate. Outside of work, if Chen Chen met someone he got along with, he would max out his social skills and successfully become familiar with the playmate. They have even reached the point where they can play games together for free. The fun has doubled since the three of them started playing together.
After wrapping the last bandage, Song Yunhui patted his shoulder, stood up and yawned, and Chengzi circled around his feet.
Song Yun answered Chen Chen's call, and the other party criticized him for a few words, and then as expected, mentioned playing games.
The playmate asked Song Yunhui if he wanted to play anymore, and Song Yunhui said no.
To be honest, it is much easier for two people to drag Chen Chen, a newbie, than for one person.
Finally, Orange got into the warm and fragrant bed as he wished.
He walked over holding the cat.
It was agreed yesterday that he would make breakfast this morning, so Qin Shu could only give instructions from the side.
In the past, when someone ridiculed him, Chen Chen would pick up the keyboard and argue back, but now it is different. He has learned to type "Sorry, I just came back from chemotherapy, and my hands are not very skillful yet" after being ridiculed, so that the other party will generally not continue to scold him.
Song Yunhui sat down and put the cat on the ground, then took the bandage from his hand.
Orange meowed twice.
Song Yunhui rolled up his sleeves as he walked.
When the other party mentioned the game, he had already gone upstairs with his mobile phone and turned on his computer.
Song Yunhui answered him casually.
Song Yunhui got up, washed and got dressed.
When he went downstairs, Qin Shu was already typing on his laptop keyboard downstairs. He stood up when he heard the noise.
Song Yunhui lowered his head and washed the vegetables, with sunlight shimmering in his eyes.
Today's breakfast was quite successful, at least there were no bad spots. After the meal, the two of us went next door together.
The construction materials that were originally piled up in the yard have been moved away. The people who moved them were very careful and even picked up small nails and other things that had fallen on the ground.
The master had already started work and had just finished dealing with the last few things when they arrived, so now he could check the entire house.
Although Song Yunhui had known his master before, his understanding was not in-depth. Most of the time, he read Qin Shu and communicated with his master.
Although the other party had a slightly subtle expression when looking at the renovated house when he came, he was now quite serious in the communication, and the bandage on his hand did not hinder his movements.
After walking around the house, it’s time to clean up.
The master had completed his work, so he picked up his tools, got in the car and left, and the cleaner arrived shortly after.
Cleaning and moving furniture, the whole day passed like this.
The next day, the people from the moving company came to work again and finally moved most of the furniture. The remaining small items were placed in boxes and Song Yun would deal with them himself after he returned.
After moving, we hired someone to clean the house again, and the move was finally completed.
Standing in front of the gate, Song Yunhui was holding an orange in his arms, and he looked in a good mood. Qin Shu, who was standing beside him, twitched his mouth, which was considered a smile.
After opening the door, the cat was placed on the ground.
Orange was not afraid at all, as if it knew that this was going to be part of its territory, so it spread out its four legs and started running.
The sun has been shining brightly these past few days.
The clean and tidy living room is illuminated by the sunlight. The walls are a clean warm white. There are green plants on the balcony, and the shadows of the leaves divide the sunlight.
There are two photos on the low cabinet in front of the TV. The photo of a family of three that was previously placed on the cabinet was moved here. There is also a photo of a woman sitting under a tree with a gentle smile.
Because they were afraid that Orange's cat claws would be merciless, they even considerately placed two small fixing clips on the back.
There was also a photo on the small grid next to the TV. It was a photo they had taken at the photo studio before, with four people and one cat in it.
Noticing that Qin Shu's eyes were fixed on the woman's photo, Song Yun smiled back and said:
"This is my mom. Isn't she pretty?"
Qin Shu nodded, "I remember, it was very beautiful."
He then turned around and said, "Let's go see her together sometime later. We haven't told her about our affairs yet."
Song Yun smiled back, his eyebrows curved, and said "OK".
The photo was left there in the sunlight, and the two people walked inside together.
The recording studio had been expanded before, and it remained unchanged this time. It still looks the same, with the only change being an extra piano.
The piano that was previously placed on the other side has been moved here and has a perfect spot.
Song Yunhui began to make big promises to Qin Shu, saying, "I'll play it for you later."
I don’t know where the future will be, but the pie has already been drawn here.
The rooms upstairs had also been connected, and Song Yunhui took Qin Shu to visit the room prepared for him.
It still has warm white walls and wooden floors, good lighting, and everything is normal here.
Qin Shu's eyelids twitched slightly when his eyes met the pink and white bed set.
Song Yunhui has a kind of funny soul in him.
He couldn't help laughing and gave a false explanation: "I thought it was white when I bought it, but I didn't expect it to be this color."
He said, "This is precious. I've already bought it, so I'll just make do with it."
Even Gui's excuse was used, and this person was being perfunctory in his response.
Qin Shu smiled helplessly.
Song Yunhui opened the sliding door on one side of the room.
When the sliding door was opened, it turned out that there was no wardrobe inside, but a dressing room that was not small in size, more than enough to hold clothes for two people.
Secretary Qin remembered that this was the room between this room and the other master bedroom.
There is also a sliding door on the other side of the cloakroom.
Open the door, and behind it is the master bedroom where Song Yunhui is.
The master bedroom also enjoys sunlight.
It is already afternoon, the sun is slowly setting, the sunlight is gradually slanting and tinged with red.
The cell phone in Qin Shu's pocket rang.
It was his agent calling. He took a look and then answered.
Before he could say anything, his agent asked him directly if he had deleted him on WeChat, saying that he had been looking for him for a long time but couldn't find him.
Qin Shu said he changed his profile picture.
There is also something called search.
The person on the other end got quiet, probably because he was looking through the list.
There was a noise from the other end of the phone. The agent must have found it, but there was a longer silence afterwards, as if he didn't know how to evaluate his profile picture.
"I wanted to send you a message, but since I've already called you, I'll just tell you directly."
The agent finally spoke up and said, "What are you doing now? Here is a contract. Can you find some time in the next two days to sign it?"
Qin Shu responded and looked at Song Yunhui.
Song Yunhui also looked back.
Then Qin Shu said, "We just moved."
The man on the other side realized that he had been busy with Song Yun's return to the house these two days, and said, "Yes, have you moved in already?"
Qin Shu said "hmm".
The agent sighed, "I'd really like to see it."
The house that these two people worked on together must look good.
Song Yunhui was standing aside with his hands in his pockets. He turned his head and asked:
"Want to come play?"
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So before it got completely dark, Song Yun went back to the gate of the community to pick someone up.
There are a lot of people who want to come and play, and there are a lot of people when I get in. They are all people I played with before, and I knew they lived here a long time ago.
Others were standing at the gate of the community, and their eyes lit up when they saw someone walking towards them in the darkness.
The person under the light waved to them, then greeted the security guard and watched them register one by one.
The agent finished registering first and came over to ask, "Where's Qin Shu?"
Song Yun replied, "He went to get something." They were going to gather here tonight, and it was too late to prepare in the afternoon, so they just bought ready-made things. He came to pick people up, and Qin Shu went to get the things.
Chen Chen also came. He was still sitting next to the other two fruit brothers. The three of them were inseparable, as if they had experienced life and death and met again.
The other party glanced at him in the midst of his busy schedule, and Song Yunhui noticed it. In the end, he decided that he should just play with others.
He led the others into the villa area and then opened the door.
These people were probably the atmosphere group in their previous life. As soon as they entered the door, they started to say "wow", and the whole place was filled with wows.
Song Yunhui stood at the door waiting for everyone to go in and walked in at the end. He just happened to see Qin Shu coming over with things in both hands.
He took the things from the other person and went into the house together.
The door is closed.
The others entered the house, and the first thing they saw after passing the entrance was the strawberry milk on the table.
These two people may not have anything else, but they have plenty of strawberry milk.
The others found a place to put together the things they brought.
Although this cannot be considered a housewarming celebration in the traditional sense, but you have to show your appreciation when someone comes to visit. You don't need to give anything expensive, just some daily necessities, which can be considered a blessing.
Song Yunhui took them around the house. Qin Shu originally planned to stay and pack up the things he bought and put them on the table, but Song Yunhui looked at him and waved.
Qin Shu then stopped what he was doing and walked forward.
Habits are terrible things.
As soon as he stood next to the person who was waving, he consciously touched the other person's fingers and then held them.
It's like a conditioned reflex, no need to think at all.
The others looked at the two people's clasped hands, their eyes first widened, and then there were louder "wows" of envy.
This time they finally felt it.
Song Yunhui couldn't help but laugh.
These people must be the reincarnations of the atmosphere group.
After a quick walk upstairs, the others were a little surprised to see the pink and white sheets.
Finally, Qin Shu admitted it himself, "It's mine."
Even when he said this, his expression remained unchanged.
Some people couldn't help laughing out loud.
After that, no one could hold back.
Song Yunhui was also laughing, his forehead resting on Qin Shu's chest, laughing silently but fiercely.
Qin Shu lowered his head and held his shoulders, and could still feel the tremor brought by the other's laughter.
He patted the other person's shoulder gently and said, "Be careful, don't laugh so hard."
Song Yunhui didn't burst into laughter, but some others did, and it took them a long time to recover, which became the source of another round of laughter.
After touring the upstairs, they looked downstairs and finally visited the recording studio.
The people present once again raised the voice of the atmosphere group.
After visiting all the rooms, everyone sighed with satisfaction.
Chen Chen put his arm around Song Yunhui's shoulder and tried to negotiate with him, saying:
"How about this, this house is mine, and I allow you to help me go to work."
Song Yunhui slapped his hand away and laughed meaninglessly.
Chen Chen felt wronged and went to play with his two half-brothers in anger.
While the others were still looking at the living room, Song Yunhui and Qin Shu put the things they bought on the table. Although they rarely ate, they still knew what everyone wanted to eat at night. There were barbecues, snacks, melon seeds and peanuts, plus other things and some drinks, filling the table.
It was only when the others returned to the living room that they discovered Huadian and saw the three photo frames on the TV.
The first thing they saw was a family of three little dinosaurs.
They looked at the photo, then at Qin Shu, who was bending over to tidy up the table.
Then take another look.
See more...
Qin Shu raised his eyes and asked them, "What's wrong?"
The group of people were startled, looked away instantly, laughed and said "nothing".
Some people touch their chest and feel great regret inside.
It would be nice if I could take a photo.
This kind of celery is so rare that it has to be kept as a gift.
The woman in the other photo next to it is equally eye-catching.
He is a person who looks very gentle at first glance.
Someone else exclaimed a few times, turned around and asked who this was.
Song Yun replied: "It's my mother."
Others looked over again, examined her carefully, and then praised her, saying that she was pretty and looked very gentle.
Song Yunhui smiled and said, "She is not as gentle as you think. When she gets angry, everyone has to give in to her."
It was not a complaining tone, but a very calm tone, like a reminiscence, gentle and relaxed.
Someone immediately said that it was okay to always give in to such people.
After all, being able to marry is a blessing, and when the lucky star comes, you have to treat him with respect.
As he spoke, someone looked at Song Yunhui and then at Qin Shu.
Although nothing has happened yet, they always feel that Qin Shu is developing in the direction of serving others.
The last thing a bunch of people saw was the family portrait placed in a small box.
This time it wasn't "Wow", someone said woc.
A group of people gathered together to look at a small photo, crowded together, but enjoying it and not intending to give in.
Everyone in the photo looks good. The furry kitten sits in the middle with its big round eyes open.
Someone made a sound that they hadn't seen enough.
Song Yunhui was very easy to talk to. He took out his cell phone from his pocket and said, "I remember I saved it."
When I looked down, I found it was Qin Shu's cell phone, which he had put in his pocket at some point.
It might have been when I was playing Pac-Man, or maybe I was just checking the time, I can't remember.
He was about to look for his cell phone.
Qin Shu said: "Just use this phone, I have saved it too."
This phone is not a work-only phone, so you don’t have to worry about seeing work-related photos; you can look at them.
Song Yunhui then unlocked the computer using his fingerprint.
It happened very quickly.
It was so fast that some of the others couldn't react.
Wow, even my fingerprints were saved.
Thinking about the previous times when Big Eyes had gotten the wrong number, they thought about it carefully and felt that it was quite reasonable.
Song Yunhui didn't often look through Qin Shu's photo album, but he still remembered the basic structure. He swiped down and found the photos taken at that time.
He slid so fast that others were still able to see a few photos sporadically.
Wow, this guy has so much inventory.
Because Big Eyes hasn't been active for a long time, his agent would ask him to post an update every half a month or a month, but this person's updates are very perfunctory. If there are more than five words, it's like a miracle or he has been posted on the wrong account. There are only texts and no pictures, and if asked, there are no photos.
It’s not like this album is without photos.
The agent behind him was about to stare the phone through.
Song Yunhui found the photos taken at that time.
The photos were taken to be shown to others, and no one present would leak the photos. He did not hide them and flipped through them one by one.
After viewing the photos of the set, someone accurately expressed his feelings: "Jealous."
They always knew that Song Yunhui was good-looking, but they didn't expect her to be so good-looking.
This person even has an adorable cat.
They were wondering before whether the other party would be single for the rest of his/her life, but now the other party has a cat and found such a good boyfriend. They are winners in life.
hateful.
After looking at the photos, they put away their phones and turned on the TV to join in the fun. The others sat around the table and started eating and drinking.
It seemed as if the house would never be quiet.
Song Yunhui sat aside, holding a bottle of strawberry milk in his mouth, his light-colored pupils reflecting the noisy crowd in the room.
Their laughter was in my ears.
He didn't expect that this house could be so lively.
Ever since he first moved into this house, he had already made up his mind to live like this for the rest of his life.
He thought that perhaps his life would not be too long, nor too painful, nor would it last long.
It seemed like a long, long time ago that I dragged my suitcase through this door.
Before I could come back to my senses, the strawberry milk in my hand was taken away.
Qin Shu bent over and stood beside him, saying, "I've finished drinking."
Song Yun replied "Oh".
It turned out that he had been holding an empty box.
He finished drinking the strawberry milk. No one present was a wasteful person. Even if they were full, they would finish their food. Finally, he sat on the sofa with a bulging belly and began to reflect.
A group of people were chatting and talked about the piano they had seen in the recording studio before. They remembered that Song Yunhui had written the lyrics and composed the music himself and also took charge of the piano.
Song Yunhui had already exchanged the health tea that Qin Shu handed over for his hand and asked:
"Want to listen?"
After understanding what he meant, the others immediately stood up in surprise:
"listen!"
The recording studio is very big and can accommodate so many people, but there are no benches for so many people to sit on, only two high stools.
The others were too full and just stood up to digest their food. Finally, the high stools were moved away and a group of people stood aside in anticipation, with some even patting their faces nervously.
Opportunities to have such close-up VIP audience seats are rare, so cherish them while you can.
Instead of playing the common piano piece, Song Yun played "Song of Celery and Green Onion" instead.
The moment the piano sound came out, the people present quickly realized that things were not that simple.
Someone reacted quickly and ran to the side to find a good angle and start recording.
The others were just listening, trying to be good listeners and create atmosphere, but they couldn't help themselves the moment the prelude came on.
When the main melody began, the people around him began to sing along unconsciously.
After "Song of Celery" came out, it swept all major music platforms. Many people can sing it, let alone them.
The slender fingers fell on the black and white keys, and at the climax, they were so fast that afterimages appeared, but the person playing the piano remained calm and completely at ease.
He was born to be the center of everyone's attention.
(End of this chapter)