New year greeting

After Song Xinyuan pulled out his wisdom teeth, he drank porridge for a long time.When Feng Deng was eating hard dishes, he could only stare at Feng Deng eagerly, drooling with greed.It's a pity that Feng Deng didn't indulge him in this matter, even though he acted like a baby, he never softened his heart.

After half a month, Song Xinyuan was finally able to eat normally.That night, he and Feng Deng went to the supermarket to buy hot pot base and ingredients, and were going to go home to make hot pot.Before going out, Song Xinyuan sighed while looking in the mirror: "The right cheek is still swollen, should I not go?" He didn't like going out, so he found a bad excuse.

After Feng Deng changed his shoes, he glanced at Song Xinyuan: "Do you want to eat meat?"

Song Xinyuan put on a mask and slurred his words: "Would you buy it for me?"

Feng Deng said: "You go with me, show me what you want."

Song Xinyuan nodded with a smile. Although Feng Deng scolded him for being clingy, he always took him with him when he went out. If he didn't agree, it would be impossible.

Entering the supermarket, the two walked to the fresh produce area to pick vegetables. Song Xinyuan stared at the transparent glass and suddenly asked, "Should I cut my hair?"

Feng Deng rubbed Song Xinyuan's head, then let go: "It's a bit long, cut it on the way back."

"No, the hot pot has a smell, so let's talk about it after eating, otherwise the opportunity to wash your hair will be wasted."

Feng Deng looked at Song Xinyuan, with some approval in his eyes: "It makes sense."

"Are you busy tomorrow night, will you accompany me to the barber shop?"

"Why don't you go by yourself?"

Song Xinyuan looked around, pulled Feng Deng's clothes, and admitted his mistake in a low voice: "I want you to accompany me, don't hold grudges, didn't I come to the supermarket with you?"

"I leave work early tomorrow."

Feng Deng turned his back to Song Xinyuan and smiled.Song Xinyuan didn't see it, so he rubbed Feng Deng's shoes and said, "Brother is the best."

"Pay attention to the occasion," Feng Deng turned his head and asked, "Beef or mutton, which one to choose?"

"...all of them."

"The mutton is on fire, don't buy it. What about lettuce and chrysanthemum?"

"lettuce."

"Take it all, isn't your face swollen? Eat more vegetables and less meat."

"..." Then why did you ask me?Song Xinyuan secretly slandered, Feng Deng was really annoying.

After picking out the ingredients, they headed home.After entering the room, the two took off their coats, put down their things, and went to wash their hands tacitly. As they washed, their hands were entangled.Song Xinyuan wiped his hands, fell into Feng Deng's arms, pressed Feng Deng's chest and said, "I'm exhausted."

"Sleep?" Feng Deng hugged him for a while, took the vegetables and went to the kitchen, intending to cook a pot of soup.

Song Xinyuan stuck behind Feng Deng, put his arms around Feng Deng's waist, swayed back and forth, and moved his hands down dishonestly: "Eat hot pot first."

Feng Deng: "Don't touch around, bring the apron here, be obedient."

Song Xinyuan shook his head: "I don't want to move."

Feng Deng lifted Song Xinyuan up and shook Song Xinyuan's buttocks: "I won't eat hot pot anymore, I'll sleep with you first."

"Eat, I'm obedient—" Song Xinyuan quickly jumped down, found out the apron, tied it on Feng Deng, and praised, "Doctor Feng is so virtuous."

Feng Deng squinted at him, making him tremble all over.He quickly kissed Feng Deng, and squeezed to Feng Deng's side: "Brother, I will help you."

An hour later, they ate smoothly, and the steaming hot meal was served on the table. Song Xinyuan drank wine, sweated profusely from eating, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were full of drunkenness.He hiccupped, and suddenly climbed onto Feng Deng's lap, leaning on Feng Deng's shoulder without saying a word.

"Are you full?" Feng Deng asked.

Song Xinyuan wrapped his arms around Feng Deng's neck and said in a daze, "Dizziness, drowsiness."

Feng Deng took half a cup of boiled water and fed him: "Take a bath and go to bed."

"Do not sleep."

"Why don't you sleep? Watch TV?"

Song Xinyuan raised his head and blinked his eyes: "Fuck me, don't you want to sleep with me?"

Feng Deng pinched Song Xinyuan's ears, and said, "It smells bad if you don't sleep drunk."

Song Xinyuan tightened his arms in frustration, and asked Feng Deng, "Do you like me or not?"

Here it is again, since the Spring Festival, Song Xinyuan has raised this question every few days, listened to the answer over and over again, no matter whether he is satisfied or not, he still enjoys it.

Feng Deng lit a cigarette, his voice drifted out with the smoke, and said lightly, "I like it."

Song Xinyuan was very happy: "Why do you like me?"

"Because you are Song Xinyuan."

"Then will you always like Song Xinyuan?"

"Depends on the situation," Feng Deng said solemnly, shaking the ashes, "If you are disobedient..."

Song Xinyuan anxiously made a promise: "I listen to you, you will always like me, okay?"

Feng Deng was silent for a moment, and said, "I lied to you just now."

What are you lying to me?Song Xinyuan smoked Feng Deng's cigarette in bewilderment, and said with disgust: "Stop smoking, it smells really bad."

Then, he stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, imitating Feng Deng, and puffed out a puff of smoke.Feng Deng took the cigarette butt, pressed it into the ashtray, and promised, "I will quit smoking tomorrow."

Song Xinyuan smacked his lips, feeling unfinished: "Why?"

"No need, smoking is not good for the skin."

Song Xinyuan agreed: "Yes, smoking is harmful to health and costs money. It is said that exercising every day is good for the skin, and sweating is good for detoxification."

Feng Deng looked at Song Xinyuan and said, "It's better to have sex."

Song Xinyuan's entire face became familiar instantly.

The next morning, Song Xinyuan woke up in pain, complaining of a stomachache before opening his eyes.Feng Deng pressed Song Xinyuan's stomach, observed for a long time, and brought medicine and water: "Maybe it was not cleaned up last night, so don't mess around in the future. Take the medicine, have a good rest, drink more hot water, and I will order breakfast and lunch for you , remember to get up and eat."

Song Xinyuan said sullenly: "It's more comfortable that way, and you are obviously comfortable too... I see, you can go to work."

Feng Deng stared at Song Xinyuan taking the medicine, touched Song Xinyuan's forehead, and was relieved to see that he had no symptoms of fever: "I will try to come back as soon as possible, and call if I have something to do."

"It's okay, cut your hair at night, don't forget."

"Well, I'm leaving."

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Song Xinyuan covered himself with a quilt and muttered in a low voice, "Leave as soon as you say, hiss—"

Song Xinyuan clutched his abdomen violently.He dullly noticed that his stomach hurt more and more, and he gradually broke out in a cold sweat.He got out of bed to wash, and just opened the bedroom door when he saw Feng Deng going back and forth.

Song Xinyuan was surprised: "Why don't you go to work?"

"Take a day off," Feng Deng frowned. "It hurts so much? Change clothes and go to the hospital."

"Don't be so troublesome."

"obedient."

Song Xinyuan looked at Feng Deng's serious expression and closed his mouth.They went to the emergency department and were quickly seen by a doctor.After the doctor's questioning, he speculated that Song Xinyuan had stones, and Song Xinyuan's face turned blue from fright.

Feng Deng proposed to inspect Song Xinyuan.Song Xinyuan noticed that Feng Deng's face was uglier than his.After getting the checklist, the doctor apologized to Song Xinyuan without sincerity.

"No stones, just flatulence in the stomach. Take two boxes of Tongqi pills to expel the gas. Don't lie down immediately after meals, take more walks to digest the food."

I came to see a doctor in a panic and had a big oolong.Song Xinyuan didn't know what he thought of, he was a little embarrassed, and didn't say anything.Finally, the two took the medicine and left the hospital.Song Xinyuan took a ventilation pill in the hospital and felt much better. He pulled Feng Deng on the road and turned into a barber shop.

When I was lying down to wash my hair, the proprietress accosted me and said, "The handsome guy looks familiar, have you been here before?"

"No, handsome people are all alike."

The proprietress smiled: "Well, your skin is really good, what skin care products do you usually use?"

Song Xinyuan: "Eat rough, sleep well."

After washing his hair, Song Xinyuan sat up, inadvertently looked at Feng Deng, and turned his eyes away in embarrassment.Soon, Song Xinyuan walked out of the barbershop with crisp, broken hair.He got into the car, holding his face and sighing.

"Stomach pain?" Feng Deng asked.

Song Xinyuan: "No, the proprietress didn't praise me for having a lot of hair. It seems that I'm not far from baldness." It's quite aggrieved.

Feng Deng thought for a while, and comforted him, "More than me."

Song Xinyuan laughed and asked mysteriously, "Do you know what my birthday wish is this year?"

"What is it?"

"I'll tell you when I'm old."

I hope you love me and don't lie to me. ——The wish came true.

The author says:

The timeline is connected to the last episode, and it is still a greasy daily routine.