"Tomorrow is Mingfan's birthday." Qi Mingyu suddenly came to the kitchen and said to Qi Yue who was cooking.
Qi Yue stopped cooking, turned his head and asked in surprise, "Tomorrow?"
"Yes." Qi Mingyu nodded, "You don't have to come over tomorrow, I want to take Mingfan out to eat."
Just as Qi Yue was about to ask what to cook tomorrow, he swallowed his words. He nodded silently, then turned his head and continued cooking.
Not sure what was going on, Qi Mingyu felt a little disappointed on Qi Yue's back.
Qi Yue secretly laughed at himself, really thinking too much.
But he still wanted to prepare a birthday gift for Qi Mingfan.
After leaving Qi Mingyu's home and returning to his dormitory, Qi Yue took out a new picture book he bought on the way. It was a very small book, less than 32 pages long, and very thin. Qi Yue flipped through the pages and counted the day. I plan to fill up this picture book with the remaining time - luckily today is Saturday and there are no classes.
The next day, Qi Mingyu carried Qi Mingfan to the private room that had been reserved earlier, and brought the menu to Qi Mingfan, "Mingfan, look at the map above. Is there anything you like?"
Qi Mingfan opened his big eyes and looked at Qi Mingyu in confusion.
Qi Mingyu sighed and touched Qi Mingfan's head, "Today is your birthday. My brother ordered a cake for you. The cakes here are very good. Can you try them later?"
Qi Mingfan blinked, lowered his head, and shrank his shoulders, showing an attitude of refusal.
Qi Mingyu didn't want to force Qi Mingfan, so he chose a few of Qi Mingfan's favorite dishes.
While waiting for the food, Qi Mingyu took out his mobile phone, his eyes flashed with an obscure light, and he rubbed his hand on the screen of the mobile phone. After a while, he opened the mobile phone and dialed a number.
"Hello?" came a clear voice, but her tone was indifferent.
"Mom." Qi Mingyu called lightly, as if he had no affection for his mother.
"I know it's you." The other end of the phone paused, "What's the matter? Hurry up and don't waste my time."
"... Do you know what day it is today?" Qi Mingyu said, holding the phone tightly.
The person on the other end of the phone was a little impatient, "Mingyu, mom is very busy every day. She has no time to remember such boring things. Please wait a moment and I'll ask the secretary."
"Forget it..." Qi Mingyu heard the sound of the phone being put down on the other end. He raised the corner of his mouth and sneered. He didn't know whether he was laughing at the person on the phone or himself. His eyes looked forward without any fluctuation.
"It turns out it's Mingfan's birthday." The phone was picked up at some point, and Qi's mother said, "Mom can't make it back, so I asked someone to send the gift back and say happy birthday to Mingfan for me." Then. Then hung up the phone.
Qi Mingyu sneered. Even if he said this to Mingfan, did she still think Mingfan would have any reaction? However, I'm afraid he never thought about Mingfan's reaction. Qi Mingyu's hand gripped the phone tighter and tighter. Under his mother's phone number was his father's phone number, but Qi Mingyu didn't want to call, so what if he called? His father was the same as his mother. Whenever he took care of them, he was just fulfilling his obligations. Even when something happened to Mingfan, they didn't necessarily show how anxious they were.
Qi Mingyu suddenly came to his senses - he turned to look at Qi Mingfan, and sure enough he found that Qi Mingfan was far away from him and huddled on the other side of the sofa, with a slightly frightened look on his face.
Qi Mingyu stood up quickly, "Mingfan, it's brother, it's brother..." He walked over and hugged Qi Mingfan, patting Qi Mingfan's back, "Don't be afraid, it's brother."
Qi Mingfan sobbed, and after a long while he stretched out his little hand and hugged Qi Mingyu's arm.
Qi Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief and stopped thinking about what happened before. He was afraid of scaring Qi Mingfan again - Mingfan was too sensitive.
After the food was served, Qi Mingfan didn't move his chopsticks and frequently looked at the door. No matter how Qi Mingyu tried to persuade him, or even fed Qi Mingfan, he avoided and refused. Qi Mingyu didn't want to force him, so he had to ask, "What's wrong? Why?" Not eating? Mingfan?"
Qi Mingfan raised his head and looked at Qi Mingyu, his eyes a little pitiful. He looked at his empty side and then looked at Qi Mingyu again.
Qi Mingyu thought of a possibility and asked hesitantly, "Are you looking for Qi Yue? Well, I mean the brother who is accompanying you?"
Qi Mingfan's eyes lit up and he nodded.
After Qi Mingyu got the accurate answer, he raised his eyebrows in surprise. Although he was surprised at Qi Yue's status in Qi Mingfan's heart, he still called Qi Yue so that his brother could have a good meal.
When Qi Yue received Qi Mingyu's call, he would be lying if he said he wasn't surprised.
"Hello? President, what can I do?"
Qi Mingyu frowned when he heard Qi Yue's name and distant tone, but he didn't care much. For him, Qi Yue only needed to take good care of Mingfan.
He opened his mouth and told the address, "Come here, otherwise Mingfan won't eat."
"What?" Qi Yue asked in surprise, "What's wrong with Mingfan?"
Qi Mingyu frowned, "He wants you to eat with him, maybe he's used to it... I coaxed him into not eating for a long time."
The latter sentence was a bit complaining. Qi Yue opened his mouth in surprise before he realized what he said and hurriedly responded, "Oh, okay, I'll rush over right away."
"Um."
Not long after waiting, the door of the box was opened, and Qi Mingyu saw a panting Qi Yue - he was breathing heavily and holding a small bag in his hand.
"... Phew, that..." Qi Yue walked into the box and sat on the other side of Qi Mingfan.
"Drink some water first." Qi Mingyu was touched, and he poured a glass of water on the table for Qi Yue.
Qi Yue took the water flattered and glanced at Qi Mingyu cautiously - he always felt that Qi Mingyu was a little unhappy.
Probably because Qi Mingfan didn't eat, Qi Mingyu was a little distressed.
Qi Mingfan's eyes were bright after he came in from Qi Yue. He grabbed Qi Yue's arm, stretched his neck, and then looked at the dishes on the table.
Qi Yue quickly put down the water and said, "What would Mingfan want to eat?" while looking at the dishes on the table, "Uh... these are a bit cold, right?" He looked at Qi Mingyu.
"Yes." Qi Mingyu nodded, "It took a lot of time. I'll ask someone to serve another one. You let him eat some cake first."
"Okay." Qi Yue nodded, then lowered his head to discuss with Qi Mingfan, "Shall we eat some cake first? Let's eat the vegetables later. These vegetables are cold and eating them will make you upset." Qi Yue spoke very slowly. , and finally touched Qi Mingfan's belly.
Qi Yue couldn't help pinching his belly because it was so fleshy.
Then he and Qi Mingyu were stunned—Qi Mingfan actually pursed his lips and smiled!
Qi Yue couldn't help but look up at Qi Mingyu, and Qi Mingyu also looked at Qi Yue. Qi Yue saw surprise and joy in Qi Mingyu's eyes.
Qi Mingyu glanced at Qi Yue, then looked down at Qi Mingfan, and couldn't help but reach out and squeeze Qi Mingfan's belly.
Qi Yue's hand was still on Qi Mingfan's belly, but it touched Qi Mingyu's hand. Their fingertips touched, and Qi Yue suddenly retracted his hand.
Qi Mingyu didn't pay attention. He pinched Qi Mingfan's belly and watched Qi Mingfan's reaction... Qi Mingfan opened his bright eyes and looked at Qi Mingyu inexplicably...
Qi Mingyu twitched the corners of his mouth and retracted his hand without saying a word.
Qi Yue suppressed his smile and hurriedly cut the cake. The cake was not very big. After cutting it, Qi Yue discovered that there was a layer of fruit inside. Various fruits were sandwiched inside, which looked very delicious. The outside of the cake was wrapped in yogurt. , the upper layer is also full of fruit pieces, and a little man is piled up with "Happy Birthday Mingfan" written next to it.
It's a very simple cake, but Qi Yue's heart is a little soft. Qi Mingyu actually has a soft heart under his cold appearance, but his heart is only used for the people he cares about, and he doesn't know Who else will live in Qi Mingyu's heart in the future, not as a relative or a friend...
Thinking of this, Qi Yue felt a little stinging in his heart. He pursed his lips, trying to drive this feeling out of his heart.
After finishing the meal, Qi Yue wanted to leave. Qi Mingfan was also sleepy and yawned while being held by Qi Mingyu.
"Well..." Qi Yue picked up a small bag next to him, "This is a birthday gift for Mingfan."
Qi Mingyu raised his eyebrows, took the small bag with one hand, and glanced inside, "What is this?"
Qi Yue scratched his head and said sheepishly, "I drew the picture myself... I don't know what to give as a gift."
"Yes." Qi Mingyu nodded, "Thank you for Mingfan."
Qi Yue quickly waved his hand and said, "No need to thank you."
Back home, Qi Mingyu put the sleeping Qi Mingfan on the small bed, and then opened Qi Yue's small bag - inside was a picture book with a beautiful cover, but it looked like the pictures on the cover were painted on of.
Qi Mingyu curiously opened the pictures inside - the first one was a sketch of a cute little boy in Yuxue lying on the sofa playing puzzles with bright eyes and a smile on his lips. The second one was a portrait of him and Mingfan. , the little boy hugged his arm with a look of dependence on his face. Scroll down further and there are Q-version words, which are cute and funny.
Qi Mingyu suddenly remembered the first time Qi Yue took care of Qi Mingfan. At that time, Qi Yue really surprised him. He thought that Qi Yue, a boy, would not have much patience to take care of children, so although he wanted Mingfan to spend more time with him After getting along with outsiders, he still opened the door early, only to find that it was surprisingly harmonious inside. Mingfan not only did not reject Qi Yue, but even stayed close to Qi Yue. The ground was also covered with Q-prints of Qi Yue's words. Ming Fan inside Fan smiled happily and brightly.
Qi Mingyu rubbed the picture involuntarily with his fingers, and there was a softness in his eyes that he had not even noticed.