The next day, Chi Song was awakened by Song Yingjun.
It lay on Chi Song's chest, narrowed its eyes, and slept into a big soft and glutinous dumpling.
As soon as Chi Song moved his body, Song Yingjun woke up.
After a huge stretch on the spot, she walked slowly and in small steps, kissed Chi Song, and successfully snatched Chi Song's first kiss with Song Zhihuai today.
Song Zhihuai had already woken up, and the sound of a frying pan could be heard from the kitchen.
The smell of vinegar and shredded potatoes made Chi Song salivate. He rolled over and got out of bed and ran to the kitchen barefoot.
Song Zhihuai, who was cooking, glanced out of the corner of his eyes and noticed Chi Song, who was poking his head at the kitchen door.
He smiled slightly, but Quan Dang didn't see it.
Chi Song, who thought his whereabouts were hidden, approached cautiously, and hung on Song Zhihuai's back like a little monkey.
Song Zhihuai, who has been exercising all year round, doesn't care about this weight at all, but he still frowned slightly: "Why are you so thin?"
Chi Song thought he was talking about love, so he put it on his back and said, "...Where did you lose weight, no."
Song Zhihuai said with reason and reason: "You weren't so light when I carried you last time."
Chi Song was caught up on the scale by Song Zhihuai, and as soon as he weighed it, he lost three pounds.
For this reason, Song Zhihuai allocated more than half of the shredded potatoes to Chi Song at breakfast.
He looked at Chi Song worriedly, and said, "When your mother goes back to see you, she will definitely say that I didn't take good care of you, and she must scold me at that time."
Chi Song was stunned with his job: "Do you want to go back with me?"
Song Zhihuai asked back, "Why not?"
Chi Song is busy now, and he doesn't want to waste such a few days off.
Chi Song was still biting his chopsticks and hesitated: "Aren't your parents going back to China for the New Year this year?"
Chi Song was referring to Song Zhihuai's parents.
Song Zhihuai shook his head: "They are still living in a two-person world abroad, tell my eldest brother and I not to disturb them."
Chi Song looked at the two cats that were playing: "Yangjun and Dazhong..."
Song Zhihuai: "I'll call someone to feed them. If you're still worried, we'll take them back together."
Just after negotiating about going home together, Chi Song's cell phone rang before he figured out how to notify his parents.
Looking at the caller ID, Chi Song almost choked a mouthful of shredded potatoes in his throat.
While swallowing with difficulty, he gestured to Song Zhihuai: "...My mother."
Chi Song answered the phone with a cautious look on his face: "... Mom."
When he answered the phone, he kept staring at Song Zhihuai from the corner of his eyes, and was very cautious.
Noticing the slight change in his expression, Song Zhihuai suddenly felt very distressed for Chi Song.
... If he wasn't with him, Chi Song would never have looked like this when he answered his mother's phone call.
Thinking of this, Song Zhihuai sat beside Chi Song and stretched out his hand to protect his palm.
Mama Chi asked keenly, "Is Song Zhihuai next to you?"
Chi Song was like a rabbit who was forced to be calm after frying his hair, his chin tightened: "... Well, here it is."
Chi's mother immediately hated the iron and said: "...I guess it is, talking like a thief."
The little thief Chi Song took a breath and stood at attention: "..."
Mama Chi: "Last time you said that this year's vacation can only be taken until the second day of the new year, right?"
Chi Song said honestly, "Well."
Mama Chi asked very sternly: "Your father asked me to ask you, who's going to celebrate the New Year this year."
Chi Song was taken aback: "... ah?"
Mother Chi: "Ah what? Have Song Zhihuai's parents met you?"
Chi Song rolled the tablecloth down with his index finger and murmured, "...I've seen it before."
More than two years ago, Chi Songgang and Song Zhihuai established a relationship, and Song Zhihuai's parents returned to China.
Song Zhihuai took him and met with the Song family's parents in the private restaurant opened by the Song family.
Chi Song was so nervous, but fortunately Aunt Song was gentle, and Chi Song was in her sight. She served him vegetables as soon as they met, and despite Chi Song's refusal, gave him a red envelope from the boss.
In Aunt Song's words, her son's eyesight is accurate. If he hadn't decided that he was going to live his whole life, he would never have taken it to his parents, making Chi Song's ears red.
However, the Song family has a family background. When Uncle Song learned that his son was gay earlier, he strictly asked him not to find those little stars who had a white face but a straw head.
When he knew that Chi Song was a little-known actor in the circle, Uncle Song was very dissatisfied. For the first half of the meal, he had a coffin face almost all the time, which made Chi Song's heart tremble.
Halfway through the meal, Uncle Song guessed that he wanted to make Chi Song look ugly, so he asked unintentionally, "How much do you know about Brecht's theory of epic dramas?"
Chi Song replied timidly, "I've only read "Buying Brass" and "The Method of Isolation in Chinese Drama and Performing Arts," and I've written papers, so I can't say I know too much."
Uncle Song: "..."
Song Zhihuai suddenly had a proud look on his face, "My daughter-in-law is amazing."
Uncle Song glared at his son indifferently, and then said to Chi Song, "Come on, tell me what you understand."
He thought that Chi Song was just like some people who show off their knowledge in the entertainment industry, who dared to say that he read theoretical books after memorizing the title of the book.
He did not expect that Chi Song could go back and forth with him to discuss the plot and dramatic techniques of "The Good Man in Sichuan" and "The Caucasus".
After a meal, Uncle Song expressed his love to Chi Song concisely: "...Very good, we'll talk next time."
Chi's mother asked, "Do his parents treat you well?"
Of course, Chi Song had to pick good things to say: "Papa Song is very knowledgeable. Mama Song gave me a big red envelope."
... so big that he didn't dare to spend it, he only dared to deposit it in the bank to raise the interest rate.
Mother Chi was silent for a moment strangely: "Listen, are you going to the Song family for Chinese New Year this year?"
Chi Song did not miss the opportunity to act like a spoiled child: "How could it be? Of course I will spend the Chinese New Year this year with my parents and Xiao Yang."
Chi's mother was obviously relieved: "You still have a conscience. ... By the way, how much red envelope did the Song family's mother give you?"
Chi Song didn't react for a while: "Why are you asking this... why?"
Mother Chi said to herself: "Yes, there is no need to ask this. ... You will come back with him during the New Year's Day. After the New Year's Eve, the two of you will visit his parents for New Year's greetings on the first day of the new year."
The strings in Chi Song's mind were finally plucked, and he was so happy that he wanted to perform a takeoff: "...Okay!"
Mama Chi said sourly, "Very happy? Why didn't you speak like this when you answered my phone just now?"
Chi Song hurriedly defended: "No, no, Mom, I love you the most. I've already bought the train tickets, and I'll be home tonight."
Mama Chi complained with satisfaction: "... It's sweet to me with less good words."
After hanging up the phone, Dad Chi put down the newspaper and hurriedly asked, "Is Xiao Song coming back this year for the New Year?"
Mother Chi's face was sullen on purpose: "Yes, bring Song Zhihuai back."
Hearing that Chi Song was going home, Dad Chi immediately became happy: "Look at you, you are always scaring children, Xiao Song has not dared to go home for more than half a year."
Mother Chi snorted: "blame me?"
There was the baby's humming and chirping from the children's room, and Mama Chi immediately went to carry the grandson out, coaxing him oh oh.
Dad Chi asked, "Did Xiao Song tell you? How many red envelopes did the Song family give him when they first saw him?"
Mother Chi said without raising her head, "Never mind them. Let's just do our own thing. I'm going to give Song Zhihuai 10,001 and a 'one-in-a-million' kindness."
After finishing speaking, Chi's mother reluctantly said: "... It's cheap for him."
On the other end, Chi Song was so excited that he didn't even eat, and walked around the room, repeating to Song Zhihuai what Chi's mother said on the phone.
Chi Song's cell phone radio was not good, Song Zhihuai had already heard the mother and son's conversation clearly, but he still listened to Chi Song patiently.
After listening, Song Zhihuai pressed Chi Song, who was spinning round and round, on his lap to smoothen his hair: "Your parents finally figured it out."
Chi Song turned around, looked at Song Zhihuai very seriously, and said, "It's not just figuring it out, my family will like you." He added, "...As long as they get to know you, everyone will like you."
Song Zhihuai laughed.
Probably only Chi Song in the world would be so sure that "everyone will like Song Zhihuai".
No one can be RMB, but as long as he thinks that there is a small-brained fan who will foolishly think that his lover will please the world, Song Zhihuai feels that his heart is about to melt.
He took off the gold wire glasses and kissed Chi Song's neck gently from behind: "... Chi Song, let's go home."
When Song Zhihuai came to Chi Song's hometown for the third time, he was finally able to walk into the Chi's house with a large bag and a small bag as his son-in-law.
Chi Song pulled the sleeve of Song Zhihuai's suit and said excitedly and shyly, "Mom and dad, let me introduce you formally, this is Song Zhihuai."
According to his last observation at Chi Song's house, Song Zhihuai bought tea and American ginseng for Dad Chi, a set of gold jewelry for Mom Chi, and a smart bracelet for middle-aged and elderly people.
Of course, he also brought toys for his little nephew.
After all, Mama Chi still felt sorry for her son, she didn't choose Song Zhihuai, and even before the New Year's Eve dinner, she specifically asked Song Zhihuai what dishes she liked the most.
Song Yingjun and Li Dazhong also followed them home.
Song Yingjun wasn't afraid when there were more people, he just licked his claws between Chi Song's legs with peace of mind, while Li Dazhong habitually found the bedside and overlooked the lights of thousands of homes flickering in his thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.
In front of the dinner table, the family clinking glasses happily, and on the TV behind, the opening song of the Spring Festival Gala blared lively.
Chi Song's whole person was filled with happiness.
This is the first time Chi Song and Song Zhihuai have spent the New Year together after being together. Chi Song's eyes have always followed Song Zhihuai covetously, and he secretly hooked his fingers under the table.
Chi Yang could see Chi Song Chi Guoguo's loving eyes, and coughed several times to remind his brother not to be so explicit.
Chi's father and Chi's mother are not old enough to stay up late, so they went to bed early.
Meimei had to go to coax the child, so she also fell asleep.
When the clock struck twelve, only Chi Yang, Chi Song and Song Zhihuai were left in the living room.
Chi Yang opened his arms habitually and planned to hug his brother: "Brother, New Year..."
While he was talking, Song Zhihuai and Chi Song had already kissed each other head to head.
Chi Song whispered: "To Huai, Happy New Year."
Song Zhihuai also smiled and replied, "Happy New Year."
Chi Yang stood alone, feeling abandoned by the whole world.
However, the warm and sweet atmosphere did not last for even two minutes.
Chi Yang, who was abused, took out his mobile phone and planned to reply to the flood of New Year's text messages from colleagues and old classmates.
He was swiping Weibo just now, so after unlocking the phone, the Weibo interface that pops up is the hot search rankings.
Chi Yang only glanced at it, and saw a big "explosive" hanging on the top of the list.
Looking at the hot search content again, Chi Yang, regardless of etiquette, hurriedly put the phone in front of Chi Song: "...Brother, look!"
Chi Song took a closer look, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.
- "A well-known artist is suspected of coming out of the closet".
Chi Songfei drove away quickly, and found that the back of the hand-holding photo taken by the paparazzi did not belong to him and Song Zhihuai. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his face became even more ugly.
… etc.
... The protagonists here seem to be Brother Harry and ... Bai Zhirong
The author has something to say:
There is no Valentine's Day gift from Song Song to Song Song!
But Song always sent it in private!
He bought Song Song an insurance policy!