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Sheng Yue found "Journey to the West", accompanied Song Qiucheng to watch an episode and went upstairs to take a bath. When he left, he told Song Qiucheng that it would be best to go upstairs and take a bath after watching No.11 episode. Song Qiucheng deserved it well at the time. But when Sheng Yue came down to call him after washing, he refused to admit it.

He said it himself, he has watched Journey to the West four times, and even with his eyes closed he knew what was going on on TV, but Song Qiucheng acted as if he had never watched it. When Sheng Yue talked to him, he would only respond with a few perfunctory sentences , good good.

Sheng Yue didn't insist on urging him, because Yu Hao called to greet him and asked a few words about how he was doing at home today.

After the wedding yesterday, she went back to Sheng's house. She knew that Sheng Yue didn't like to make trouble. She knew Song Qiunian a little bit, and she was also a child who didn't like to be lively.

She didn't like to care about children, and she also knew that the marriage was actually completed under the indirect urging of her husband. Although Sheng Yue was an adopted son, he was no different from his own. He was considerate, sensible and very filial. After all, it was a big wedding. The knots are all tied, and those who follow the joy should also be happy.

Sheng Yue answered all the things that came into his belly today. Yu Han wanted to ask something else, but when he heard Song Qiunian calling out to Sheng Yue, she was stunned for no reason on the other end of the phone. Song Qiunian's voice sounded better than expected A lot and not that cold.There was a very strange feeling in Yu Han's heart. She didn't feel this way when watching them exchanging rings. The child she had raised for more than 20 years got married, and there were people who took care of each other around her.

"What are you doing here? I heard Niannian's voice. Are you ready to rest?"

"Yes, going to bed soon."

Sheng Yue asked what happened to Song Qiunian after she finished answering her. Yu Han couldn't help but moved closer with the phone, wanting to hear what Song Qiunian had to say.

"Song Qiunian" said, "I'm going to take a bath."

He finally stopped watching TV, Sheng Yue thanked God: "Go, go to bed early after washing."

It seems that his son and the son of the Song family are getting along well, and Yu Han feels a little comforted.

"Haven't you taken a bath every year?"

"Yes." Sheng Yue answered her, but he didn't know how to mention it to her. That person was not Niannian, but Song Qiucheng.

"Fortunately, I didn't make a video call. Mom originally wanted to say hello to Niannian."

Yu Han had only met Song Qiunian a few times, and privately thought he was a pretty good kid, but he was a little shy on the wedding day, and before he had a few words with him, he said that he should go home first when he was drunk.

Sheng Yue also drank a lot at that time, but he didn't go with him. After the wedding, Yu Hao sent Sheng Yue to the car, and asked someone to go in together to take care of the drunk people on the road.She had planned to go and take care of her, but suddenly thought that Song Qiunian was still at home, it was their wedding night, she didn't need to come to her, she turned around and went home with her husband, Sheng Zhenyan's body didn't allow him to stay at the scene for too long.

"Well, he's gone to take a shower. Let's go home for dinner another day." Sheng Yue and Song Qiunian had never been in love, so naturally they never brought him back to Sheng's house.

"When is another day?"

"I'm going to Song's house tomorrow, come back and rest for two days before we talk about it."

"That's it...then I'll tell your father, get ready in advance."

"it is good."

"Be careful on the way back, I'll cook delicious food for you, do you know what you like to eat every year?"

"I'm asking..."

Yu Han said hello, and then heard Sheng Yue's phone was far away, and he could vaguely hear the words, but he didn't know what he said.

"He has nothing to eat." Sheng Yue came back, picked up the phone and answered her.

"It's great that I'm not picky about my food. I'm as worry-free as you every year." Yu Han was a little happy. She felt that Song Qiunian must be a very sensible child. "But, did you not tell Chu Yu about your marriage? I didn't come back to catch up with your wedding, but I heard from your cousin that she cried all afternoon at school, you have time to comfort her."

"Ah..." The wedding invitations were sent to all the close people in the family. The cousins ​​came yesterday, and Sheng Chuyu didn't know?Sheng Yue didn't quite know what was going on, "Maybe it's because she's busy studying, my cousin doesn't want her to be distracted, I'll call her tomorrow, and I won't bother her if it's too late today."

"Yes, she has had a deep relationship with you since she was a child. It's not bad for you brothers and sisters to maintain your relationship."

Sheng Yue responded obediently: "Well, I see."

"Yu Han talked about some trivial things on the phone, hung up the phone, and Song Qiucheng took a shower.

Sheng Yue just put down his phone, waved and called Song Qiucheng, "Come here."

Song Qiucheng walked over while wiping his hair.

"The hair needs to be blown."

"I'm almost dry."

Song Qiucheng likes to wait for his hair to dry naturally, but in winter, he still needs to use a hair dryer.

"You have a lot of hair." Sheng Yue touched it, and the tips of the hair were still moist. He meant that Song Qiucheng had too much hair and it was not easy to dry. After hearing this, Song Qiucheng squinted and smiled, and said, "You also have a lot of hair. Well!"

Sheng Yue said, "Thank you..."

I don't want to blow it, it's too hot to blow it. "

"It's not hot, it won't be hot, blow it and go to bed later, if you don't blow it, wait for it to dry for a while, do you want to wait?"

Song Qiucheng made up his mind not to blow his hair: "Wait!"

"Okay," Sheng Yue thought, anyway, it's not his hair, so don't blow it if you don't blow it.

Song Qiucheng suddenly leaned over and asked, "Shall we sleep together?"

Sheng Yue wondered if he forgot that he got up crying and squatted behind the door doubting his life this morning, "Do you want to?"

It was originally his question, but Sheng Yue asked him back, Song Qiucheng didn't know what to answer, of course he didn't want to.

Seeing him hesitate, Sheng Yue knew the answer: "Don't sleep together, I'll sleep next door."

Song Qiucheng said hello, and went back to the room with a happy face.

It was the first time for Sheng Yue to experience the feeling of sleeping in the guest room at his own home.

There is a wall separated from the master bedroom, Sheng Yue didn't hear any movement on the other side, so he lay down on the bed at ease.

Lying on the bed, he thought that he should prepare a glass of milk for Song Qiucheng before going to bed. Sheng Chuyu used to drink a glass of milk every night when he was boarding, but he didn't think about it tonight, and he didn't bother to get up again, so he should prepare it tomorrow night .

I had dinner early today, and at some point in the night, Song Qiucheng woke up from hunger, tossing and turning on the bed hugging the quilt.

He has the habit of eating late at night occasionally, and his family members are willing to make it for him, but this is not at home, so how could he have the nerve to eat late at night.

He sighed a few times in the empty and dark room, thinking of all the bad things that would happen if he stayed here, he fell into a dilemma.

Naturally, Sheng Yue didn't know what he was thinking, and slept through the night until the next morning, when Aunt Zhang, who was cooking, came back.Sheng Yue got up early and habitually went downstairs to see if there was anything to make breakfast. He heard noises in the kitchen, and came out to see that the food on the table was half set.

Sheng Yue said hello to Aunt Zhang, then turned and went upstairs to call Song Qiucheng.There was no answer when he knocked on the door, and he pushed the door open and entered, only to find that Song Qiucheng was already brushing his teeth in the bathroom.

His hair is still very fluffy, as if it has been fried. Sheng Yue has never seen anyone with hair like this. Is it a perm?How did it become like this after a night of sleep?

"Morning, Chengcheng."

"morning……"

Song Qiucheng probably wanted to be like Sheng Yue, adding an object after he finished speaking, but he couldn't call Sheng Yue Yue Yue, that would be too strange.

"After washing up, go downstairs for breakfast."

"Okay, um..." Song Qiucheng hesitated to speak, "Can I not call you Sheng Yue?"

"Of course, you can call it whatever you want."

"Like my brother, I also call you brother, is that okay?"

"OK."

Sheng Yue went into the room and picked out a set of clothes for Song Qiucheng and put them on the bed. Taking care of Song Qiucheng was no different from taking care of Sheng Chuyu back then. He and Sheng Chuyu were only four years apart in age. There was nothing wrong with calling him brother.

"Would you like to wear this dress?"

Song Qiucheng said yes without even looking at it, anyway, the clothes belonged to him, and he liked every one of them.

While changing clothes, Sheng Yue tactfully left the room. Song Qiucheng's hair was hard to do. He didn't want to do it himself. He had a bad memory. He forgot to do it after changing clothes. His hair was curly and warped. When he went downstairs, Sheng Yue saw He, couldn't help it, smiled.

Song Qiucheng still wondered why Sheng Yue laughed so much.

"Do you want to deal with Chengcheng's hair again?"

"why?"

Song Qiucheng stroked his hair, the top of his head was raised a little, he lowered his hand dejectedly, and said, "I can't do it all the time."

Sheng Yue put down the things in his hands and walked over, saying, "Let me help you take a look..."

"Are you an autograph?"

Song Qiucheng said, "A little bit."

Sheng Yue gently rubbed the top of his head, thinking that it would be better to cut it short. Song Qiucheng's hair is long and soft, and his facial features are very deceptive. Overall, he looks very young.

"Let me blow it up for you."

Sheng Yue led Song Qiucheng upstairs to give him a haircut, and Song Qiucheng followed happily.

"How did you do your hair before?"

Song Qiucheng saw Sheng Yue fetching the hair dryer, so he walked in front of him consciously.

"Someone did it for me before."

Sheng Yue understands that Song Qiucheng's situation is special, and he should have more meticulous care, but he is too worried.

The hair was blown smooth, and it didn't curl up anymore. Sheng Yue patted Song Qiucheng on the shoulder and said, "Let's go have breakfast."

Song Qiucheng stood up but didn't go downstairs first. He waited for Sheng Yue to put away his things before going downstairs together.