after scraping a customer's car

It was during dinner time that Song Yan received Shen Ci's reply.

[Sorry, I’m only replying now, as long as you get home safely]

Song Yan stared at this reply, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't fade, and he thought about his words to reply.

However, after he replied for a long time, he didn't get another reply.

Song Yan frowned and stared at the phone screen for a long time. After all, he didn't wait for a reply. He was inevitably a little disappointed. He quit and clicked in, flipping through the message records in boredom.

Song Lu looked up at his brother several times while eating, and saw that his brother was always focusing on his mobile phone. The expression that seemed to be looking forward to the new year's money made her curious and funny. She knocked on his brother's bowl with chopsticks, "Brother, look What? The food is getting cold."

Song Yan regained his senses, put the phone back in his pocket, "Eat quickly, too."

"I've been eating, but it's you who kept staring at your phone." Song Lu chewed on the celery and asked intentionally with a bit of gossip, "Brother, are you sending WeChat with your friend again?"

Song Yan picked up a piece of celery, chewed it in his mouth, and then said "um".

Song Lu was a little excited when she heard it, and she became even more gossip, "Brother, just admit it, is it your girlfriend, right? Even if it's not a girlfriend, it must be someone you like, right?"

"No...it's not..." Song Yan argued, "It's just a...friend."

"What kind of friend can tell you not to think about food and tea?" Song Lu looked at his brother's anxious defense with a smile, and couldn't help laughing, "Brother, look at you, your face is red."

Song Yan frowned, "When did I stop thinking about tea and food?" After finishing speaking, he pretended to be stern, "Hurry up and eat your meal! Why are there so many words!"

Song Lu was not afraid, with a strong smile on her face, she looked at Song Yan and said, "Brother, he is definitely someone you like, you can't fool me..."

After hearing what he said, Song Yan's face turned red even more, he didn't want to talk to her, and just buried himself in eating his own.

Song Lu took a few mouthfuls of porridge with a smile, put the bowl on the table, wiped her mouth with a paper towel, changed her tone, and said, "Brother, if you really like someone, go after it boldly. I haven't had a girlfriend before, I know you think your legs and feet are bad, but maybe there are people who don't care."

Song Yan paused, eating the steamed buns without speaking.

"Brother, do you think I'm right?" Song Lu asked.

"He's not...he's a man." Song Yan chewed on the steamed bun and said, "Stop talking nonsense from now on."

Song Lu let out an "ah" and curled her lips, "A man," sighed, and said regretfully, "I thought it was a woman, it's boring."

Song Yan ate his own and didn't talk to him.

After soaking in the hot spring for a long time, it is easy to get dizzy. After coming out of the hot spring and drinking a glass of boiled water, Shen Ci and Xu Anming went back to the residence together and lay down on the comfortable soft bed. Shen Ci felt sleepy.

I don't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already dark outside.

Grunting with hunger, he got up to wash up, ordered room service with Xu Anming, ordered dinner, and ate in the suite while watching a movie.

In the movie, the protagonists were chatting with each other via WeChat, and Shen Ci remembered to send Song Yan a WeChat reply.

After replying, he threw the phone on the bed and continued to watch while eating.

Xu Anming glanced at him and asked, "Send WeChat with that cripple again?"

"What lame?" Shen Ci glanced at him indifferently, "Don't call him that, how many times have you said it, why can't you remember."

"I didn't yell in front of him," Xu Anming ate a mouthful of tofu soup, "seriously, I just watched you and him having a good chat. Why? He's gay too."

"No way," Shen Ci paused, "It's just an ordinary friend, I chatted with him when I was bored, and didn't talk about the issue of sexual orientation."

"You won't look for me if you're bored. Even if you don't look for me, you can just look for Yang Fan, Zhou Wei, Li Jiaming, Liang Hongda and the others. You're with someone you haven't known for a few days..."

"Got it, let's watch a movie." Before Xu Anming could finish speaking, Shen Ci interrupted him directly.

Xu Anming, "..."

I don't know if it's because I'm thinking too much, or because of other reasons, but Xu Anming always feels that Shen Ci chats with the food delivery man a little too often.

After returning from abroad this time, Shen Ci has changed a lot. Although he used to be a cold and talkative character, at least at that time he often had fun with a few of their friends; but now, Shen Ci has become much duller. , unwilling to meet too many people, and looked preoccupied.

Xu Anming asked him many times, and the answer he got was that it was all right, but he could see that there was something wrong with Shen Ci, but he refused to say it.

Perhaps, some worries need to be told to special people.

So, he chatted with the food delivery guy?

Xu Anming couldn't think of any clues, he couldn't help but be moved by himself, and felt that he was really good to his friends, and it was so touching.

After a long dinner, the two of them didn't get up to pack their things until the movie was over.

When going to sleep at night, maybe because he slept too long in the afternoon, Shen Ci didn't feel sleepy at all. He propped up the pillow and lay there in a daze, with Xu Anming's snoring next to him.

I took my phone to check the time. At 22:36 in the evening, the idea of ​​sending Mr. Song a WeChat message suddenly popped up in my mind.

Shen Ci thought for a moment, and finally logged in to WeChat. Only then did he see that there were unread messages and click into the dialog box.

Looking at these messages, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

The news sent by Song Yan was very ordinary, even very plain, but Shen Ci somehow felt that it was true.

He smiled silently, asked [are you asleep], and then pressed send.

It was almost a second over there, [didn't sleep]

Just as Shen Ci was about to reply, another message came out, [Mr. Shen, are you asleep? ]

After Song Yan posted this, he suddenly felt sick. If someone is asleep, how can he send a WeChat message? He immediately sent another sentence, [Sorry, I asked the wrong question, I wanted to ask Mr. Shen why you are not asleep yet]

Shen Ci thought it was funny, and replied: [Nothing]

Seeing the reply, Song Yan heaved a sigh of relief. He was unhappy sending messages while lying down, so he put on his coat, sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

The content of the chat between the two was very simple, and the topics were all small things. Shen Ci would tell him about the hot spring today, and even chatted with Song Yan about what they ate and watched in the evening.

The same is true for Song Yan, who talked about what happened to the food delivery today, how the car got stuck, and even the thing that almost tripped over her sister's footbath at night.

Shen Cihui: [Be careful in the future, it hurts to fall down]

The concern between words made Song Yan's heart beat violently, and he replied immediately: [I will, thank you Mr. Shen for your concern]

Shen Ci suddenly realized that they had known each other for so long and they still didn't know each other's names.

He frowned, then tapped the phone key with his slender fingers, [My name is Shen Ci, what about you]

Song Yan was surprised that he would take the initiative to mention his name, excitedly murmured the word "Shen Ci" to himself, and then replied: [Song Yan]

After clicking send, he added another sentence, [The name means abundance]

After clicking to send it, Song Yan secretly regretted it again, thinking that he was really showing off, isn't this annoying to others.

Thinking of this, Song Yan began to worry that Shen Ci hated him, holding his mobile phone anxiously waiting for a reply.

After a while, Shen Ci replied, [I was born on New Year's Eve]

Song Yan was stunned, saying goodbye to the old year, so it was like this, he thought again, today is the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month, and it is almost his birthday.

Shen Ci's message came again, mentioning Xu Anming.

Song Yan calmed down and replied: [Peace in Four Seasons, a blockbuster, it's a good name]

Shen Cihui: [Well, what about my name]

When Song Yan saw this reply, he was taken aback for a moment, and those words scratched his heart like a feather, which made him tremble a little, and a little confused.

What about my name?

This kind of words seemed to contain... Song Yan stared intently at the words, thoughts were flying in his mind, he thought wildly for a while, and then thought again before typing a reply.

[Farewell to the old and welcome the new, I think the name Shen Ci sounds nice]

Shen Ci smiled, and chatted with Song Yan for a few more words before ending the chat.

He looked at the time, and at 23:34 in the evening, they chatted for an hour. Shen Ci raised his eyebrows. He flipped through the message records at random, and suddenly felt that he was a little bored, and the content he posted was really meaningless.

But the feeling at that moment was very relaxed, Shen Ci breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Xu Anming who was still soundly asleep, he turned over, threw the phone on the bedside table, turned over and fell asleep again.

On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, the day of sweeping the dust, Song Yan got up early to clean up.

The house is not dirty, but because it is a Chinese New Year custom, the implication is to sweep away the dust of the past year and welcome the new year cleanly.

"Brother, I've washed the curtains, sofa covers and quilt covers, do you have any more clothes to wash?" Song Lu asked.

"I don't need you to wash my clothes, these are enough for you to wash for a long time." Song Yan concentrated on cleaning after finishing speaking.

The house was rented by the brothers and sisters. It is a [-]-square-meter house. It is not big. It used to be only one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom. He remodeled it into two rooms. He and his sister share one room. His room is smaller. Just a single bed, a small bedside table and a simple canvas wardrobe, nothing else. His sister's bedroom is similar, except that there is a desktop computer and a dressing table more than him.

Seeing that the house is small, but the brothers and sisters have a lot of things, this cleaning has been busy all afternoon.

After lunch and a break, Song Yan took the key of the electric car and prepared to leave the house.

"Brother, are you still going to deliver food?" Song Lu poked her head out of the bathroom while she was washing clothes, "I've been busy for almost a year, and the Chinese New Year is only a few days away, so you can't rest?"

"I'm not tired, I'll deliver a few more orders today." Song Yan put his phone in his pocket and put on his helmet, "If you're tired from washing, just put it there and wait for me to come back to wash it."

"You really think of yourself as an iron man." Song Lu yelled, and then continued to wash clothes.

Song Yan smiled, opened the door and left without saying a word.

The afternoon of cycling was busy, and there were more orders near dinner, and a few of these orders were delivered to the neighborhood where Shen Ci lived.

Song Yan was very happy riding the electric scooter. One order was ordered by the people in the building where Shen Ci lived. He had the urge to stop by and see Shen Ci, but when he thought about it, he was afraid that the other party would think he was abrupt.

After all, after chatting with Shen Ci on WeChat for so many days, they only exchanged shallow words.

Song Yan counted the takeaways downstairs, and delivered them to the customers one by one. He limped up the elevator with the last order.

From the first floor to the 32nd floor, Song Yan stared at the changes in the numbers during this period, and Song Yan hesitated. Shen Ci lived on the 33rd floor, so close to him. After delivering the food, go to his place and sit. It should be... nothing, right?

Wanting and doing are two different things. After Song Yan delivered the food, he didn't dare to go up to the 33rd floor. He just stood at the top of the stairs and looked up. One step closer.

I really want to eat swan meat, wishful thinking!

Song Yan stood there in a daze for a while, and limped to the elevator entrance. The elevator door opened, and he was about to step in when he suddenly heard a familiar voice calling himself, "Song Yan? Is it Song Yan?"

Shen Ci just came out of the stairs.

Song Yan was stunned for a while, a little surprised and a little overwhelmed, and said incoherently: "Oh, that, I'm delivering food, just passing by you... that... what a coincidence..."

"Really?" Shen Ci's tone was light, but there was no chill in it.

Song Yan's gaze fell on him lightly, only then did he notice that Shen Ci's complexion was not very good, it was pale, even his lips were pale.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked worriedly.

"It's okay." After Shen Ci said this, his eyes suddenly went dark, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Song Yan's face froze for an instant, and his body reacted first, catching the fainted Shen Ci, ignoring other things, he picked him up with all his strength and rushed into the elevator.