We didn't escape the seven-year itch

When Song Mingke woke up in the morning, Chu Yi's hand was still on his stomach, and he was curled up in Chu Yi's arms, with his back against Chu Yi's chest.

It has been a habit for so many years. He is afraid of the cold, and his hands and feet are always cold. When he sleeps at night, Chu Yi always holds him in his arms and warms his hands and feet.

There was some light faintly shining through the cracks in the curtains. He glanced at the watch beside the bed. It was still early, and Chu Yi was still soundly asleep. His breath hit his neck lightly.

Song Mingke was lying on the bed, waiting for time to pass away bit by bit.People always say that the most beautiful thing in the world is to wake up in the morning and see the person you love lying next to you.This feeling reassures him.

In fact, he was a little angry last night, but he didn't know what he was angry about.Is it because Chu Yi did not receive his call, or did he not tell him that he would not come back for dinner?Or is it because Chu Yi hasn't called him these days?Or when it was his birthday two days ago, Chu Yi didn't mention a word and worked overtime at the company for two whole days?

He and Chu Yi have been married for seven years, and they have been in love for nearly ten years. How could Chu Yi forget his birthday.But Chu Yi didn't mention it, he turned around and went home, but Chu Yi just made a phone call.

He thought about the past few days, and felt a little angry again.Lie on the bed and turned over, facing Chu Yi, stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and pinched Chu Yi's tall nose.

Chu Yi couldn't breathe well, frowned uncomfortably, and woke up slowly.

"what time is it?"

"Six forty."

"It's still early... let's sleep a little longer..." Chu Yi raised his hand and pulled his arm into the quilt, "Is it cold?"

"No, get up quickly, make breakfast yourself today..." Song Mingke said.

Chu Yi looked at him in a daze, "Okay...it's still early, you can sleep a little longer."

Chu Yi got up from the bed, adjusted the quilt again, tucked the corners of the quilt for Song Mingke, and turned to wash.

When Song Mingke came out of the room in her pajamas, Chu Yi had already made breakfast, it was simple milk, bread slices, two fried eggs and ham sausage.

Song Mingke, "Why do you do this every day...it's nothing new."

"Simple and nutritious, I think it's pretty good."

"Aren't you tired of eating?" Song Mingke sat down and took a sip of milk.The milk was overheated, and the warm taste had a milky smell. Song Mingke curled his lips. He didn't like that smell very much.

Chu Yi didn't answer, and handed him another cup of hot water.

Song Mingke asked him while eating breakfast, "Do you have time this weekend? Let's go hiking? I saw the photos they posted on Moments. The autumn in the mountains is very beautiful."

Chu Yi thought for a while, "It's nothing, we can go if we want."

Song Mingke said again, "I want to eat cake."

"Then buy it."

"You buy it for me." Song Mingke said.

"You buy it yourself. If I buy it at night and bring it back, it's not good for you to eat too much sweets at night. If you buy it yourself, you can't eat it at noon."

"No, you bring it to me." Song Mingke emphasized again.

He doesn't really want to eat cake, he just wants to make up for his birthday.What is it to buy a cake by yourself and eat it by yourself?

Chu Yi didn't speak.

Song Mingke was eating breakfast when she received a call from Song's mother.

"Mom? What? Is the flight scheduled?"... "Then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Yi asked, "What? Where is Mom going this time?"

"Go to Hangzhou to attend a seminar."

"Tomorrow's flight? When is it?"

"The plane at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, I'll just take her to the airport in the morning."

"Ah."

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