In the endless stream of vehicles, Song Zhihuai held the steering wheel and broke out in a cold sweat.
Chi's mother said, "Mr. Song, if you have children, you will understand. Not only his news, but also his company, I have to understand... The child is ignorant, and we parents don't worry about it, we can do it."
She stared at the rearview mirror and said slowly, "Mr. Song, I've seen the photo of you going to a large-scale event to cut the ribbon. You're pretty recognizable."
Song Zhihuai scrambled for a few seconds in his head, before he found a clue in the chaos, and greeted Mama Chi again: "Auntie, hello, I'm Song Zhihuai."
Mother Chi said, "Mr. Song, Xiao Song is not here, and I won't go around in circles with you. You are Xiao Song's leader. When you are with Xiao Song, others will gossip."
Song Zhihuai considered his words for a while: "No one knows yet."
Chi's mother followed and asked, "What if someone finds out in the future? Xiao Song is not easy to work hard. If he is known about his relationship with you, what will he be said to be like?"
Song Zhihuai tried his best to explain: "Auntie, Chi Song and I are in a normal relationship, not that kind of..."
Mama Chi asked back, "Who would believe it?"
Song Zhihuai was silent.
Yes, no one believed it, not even Chi Song and his friends believed it.
After a while, he said, "I will treat Chi Song well, Auntie, can you believe this?"
This sentence obviously hit the middle-aged woman's weakness. She was silent for a long time before she said hoarsely, "...you...you are sick. Xiao Song has his heart and sees it. Anyone will give up, but what if you get sick one day?"
Song Zhihuai thought, no, according to Chi's mother, he was sick from the womb, and he had to be reincarnated if he wanted to be cured.
But he wouldn't say such words to poke the sore spot of Chi's mother, and he kept silent.
Mama Chi continued to speak, but she was not talking to anyone, but muttering to herself: "If Xiao Song has no children in the future, and no one will give him old age, what should I do?... If my father and I leave Now, what should he do?"
Seeing her like this, Song Zhihuai thought of the reaction of her parents when she came out of the closet.
After the two were shocked and angry, there was only deep helplessness left.
They said, you can play, you can relax when you've had enough, but don't let the whole city know about it and lose our Song family.
Only now did Song Zhihuai understand that the reason why he came out so easily was because their family was rich.
Ordinary people have the troubles of ordinary people.
Song Zhihuai didn't dare to say anything to stimulate Chi's mother.
In this case, any oath, swearing, or tit-for-tat is of no use.
The car passed through the traffic smoothly and stopped at the entrance of the South Railway Station.
Mama Chi opened the car door calmly and said, "Go back. Think about my words. If you are really doing it for Xiao Song, don't be so selfish."
Song Zhihuai unloaded the luggage for Mama Chi, and silently watched her enter the station.
Mama Chi pulled her luggage and walked forward with her head down.
The girl who checked the ticket saw a middle-aged woman holding a ticket that had already been picked up and crying silently at the end of the line. Every step she took was extremely difficult, and when she walked in front of the girl, she was trembling with tears.
The girl didn't dare to accept the ticket and asked worriedly, "Auntie, are you all right?"
Mama Chi seemed to have been hit in the waist by these words, she bent down, and said in a trembling voice, "... What should Xiao Song do..."
On the other side, Song Zhihuai drove the car to the company.
After stabilizing his mind, he planned to call Chi Song.
Unexpectedly, Chi Song's call came faster than his: "... Zhi Huai, is my mother in the car?"
Song Zhihuai said, "Well, I just sent it off."
There was a little frustration in Chi Song's voice: "Ah, let's go... I still have good news to tell her."
Song Zhihuai put his voice on the softest frequency: "Can't you tell me first?"
"I just wanted to tell you." Chi Song's voice was soft, "I missed you and wanted to hear your voice, so I called you. I also want you to have more contact with my mother, Something to talk about. By the way, did she nag you?"
Song Zhihuai suppressed the surging emotions in his heart: "Tell me all the way, and talk about your childhood."
Chi Song said shyly: "Oh, I said don't let her talk about those things casually."
Song Zhihuai asked gently, "What's the good thing? Tell me in such a hurry?"
Chi Song: "Bright Stars called me! They asked me to play the second season. They said the script would be delivered to the company today and tomorrow, and they told me to audition in two days."
Song Zhihuai drove the car into the parking lot, got out, locked the car, and planned to change back to his own car: "It's good. It's not too much of a brainstorm to shoot that scene, and you can relax too."
Chi Song smiled: "Zhi Huai, come back. There are eels at home, and the eels made by my mother are delicious."
Song Zhihuai got into his car and flipped the doll pendant hanging in the car. Just as he was about to say something, he stopped.
This doll was picked by Chi Song.
When playing with him at Disneyland, Chi Song picked up a sloth pendant from "Crazy Zoo" and said to Song Zhihuai, don't learn it while driving, take it slow.
Song Zhihuai sat in the car, started the car in no hurry, and looked around.
The perfume in the car was bought by Chi Song. He said the fragrance was unpleasant, fresh peach, very comfortable.
The neck pillow on the driver's seat was also picked by Chi Song, which is particularly soft and comfortable, with a fragrance of cassia seeds.
Even the height of the seat closely fits Song Zhihuai's lumbar spine, allowing him to drive in the most relaxed and comfortable position.
Unconsciously, there were so many details about Chi Song in his life.
Chi Song is like a beam of light, not the disturbing light in the early morning, but the arc of light sweeping through the window in winter, moving slowly, like a minute hand indicating the time. He moves unobtrusively and sometimes ignores him, but again he's in life, everywhere.
Song Zhihuai switched hands on the phone and said, "You eat first. I've got a temporary business and I'm going to another place."
Chi Song rubbed his nose and said obediently, "Go ahead, I'll contact the moving company, and I'll move back tomorrow."
Song Zhihuai smiled: "Let's live for another two days. My house is big, you live alone, it's empty and uncomfortable. Wait for your husband to go back and move it for you."
Chi Song blushed: "Well, good."
After hanging up with Chi Song, Song Zhihuai called his assistant's phone: "Buy me a plane ticket."
Saying that, he reported the city where Chi Song's hometown was.
One year, Chi Song wanted to buy Hong Kong's Liuxin mooncakes for his family, but he forgot his password of a treasure, so he had to borrow Song Zhihuai's, so Song Zhihuai still has the address of Chi Song's house in his mobile phone.
This matter was started by Song Zhihuai, who was chasing Chi Song. Now that the matter has been pierced, he should take responsibility no matter what.
It's also time to officially meet Chi Song's family.
He took the plane three hours later and went to Chi Song's hometown.
Chi Song's family lived in a small town surrounded by mountains and rivers. When Song Zhihuai arrived in the provincial capital, he had to catch a train to reach the small town.
After getting off the plane with luggage, Song Zhihuai ordered a taxi and was going to the train station.
The train to the small town only stopped at the west station of the city. Song Zhihuai, who had already changed his clothes, took the train ticket and squeezed into the green leather train in a suit and leather shoes, and his golden glasses were almost squeezed out.
When passing through the middle of the carriage, a child burst into tears, Song Zhihuai frowned, glanced casually, and unexpectedly saw a pair of familiar eyes next to the child.
During the journey, the faces in a hurry looked similar, but those peach eyes could only belong to one person.
He has kissed thousands of times and can't remember wrong.
Chi Song, who was wearing a big mask and a peaked cap, just got off the high-speed rail and boarded the green leather train going home. He brushed his phone with his head down, and suddenly felt that someone was watching him.
He looked up subconsciously, and the whole person was dumbfounded.
Someone squeezed Song Zhihuai, who was stuck in the middle of the aisle. He leaned forward and bowed, just holding Chi Song's wrist on the small table.
He smiled and said, "Sir, I'm so sorry."
… caught you.
Chi Song looked at him in a panic, blinking his eyes: "No, it doesn't matter."
… was caught.
Song Zhihuai's seat had been preempted by others, and he didn't reason with others, he walked back to Chi Song and stood beside him.
Chi Song, who was caught, was especially guilty: "What are you doing here?"
Song Zhihuai asked back, "How about you?"
Chi Song said honestly: "After you left for an hour, my mother called me and cried a lot. She knew about the two of us... That's why I came back and wanted to have a good talk with my family."
"… So, audition?"
"No audition, no audition..." Chi Song lowered his head, "I was asked to join the group directly, I just wanted to find an excuse to come back and have a look..."
After he finished speaking, he looked up at Song Zhihuai and apologized obediently: "I'm sorry, I won't lie anymore."
Song Zhihuai's heart warmed, and he resisted the urge to pull him into his arms: "Why didn't you tell me? Huh?"
Chi Song whispered: "... I can do it alone."
He said, fiddling with his phone.
Chi Song was embarrassed to speak his mind in front of so many people, although everyone was busy doing their own thing and didn't have the time to pay attention to the interactions of others.
After a while, he picked up his phone and showed Song Zhihuai what he had just typed in the memo.
"It's my business that I like you, and it's also my business that I persuade my family to accept it. I'm afraid you'll be worried."
After the fight, he looked at Song Zhihuai and asked, "...Then what are you doing here?"
Song Zhihuai took the phone, typed a short line, and handed it to Chi Song to see.
"I am your husband".
Chi Song held the phone and stared blankly at Song Zhihuai.
Just then, the train entered the tunnel.
In the darkness, the two lips collided with each other, Chi Song grabbed Song Zhihuai's tie, Song Zhihuai wrapped his arms around Chi Song's neck.
The two kissed each other fiercely, like moths into a fire.
Toss, suck, and part again.
After a short period of darkness, the interior of the car returned to light.
The two didn't seem to know each other, one was sitting, the other was standing, the lips were red and panting, but there was a smile on the corners of their mouths.