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The first thing Cheng Ma saw when she opened the door was not Cheng Fei but Song Yu. The main reason was that Cheng Fei was stuck to Song Yu's body and his face was buried in his neck, so Cheng Ma couldn't see his face.

"You..." Cheng Ma looked at Song Yu, feeling a little familiar, but couldn't remember when she met her, "Who are you looking for?"

Song Yu said politely: "I sent Cheng Fei back, he drank too much."

After hearing what Song Yu said, Cheng's mother turned her gaze to the drunk on Song Yu's body, "This is Cheng Fei?"

She looked very surprised, with a trace of complexity that Song Yu couldn't understand.

"Yeah." Song Yu supported Cheng Fei who was sliding down, letting him lean on him again.

Cheng Ma looked at Song Yu strangely, then at Cheng Fei, and finally said as if in compromise: "Come in first."

Song Yu helped Cheng Fei into the door and put him on the sofa in the living room. Cheng's mother didn't help, but just stood by and watched.

Song Yu had just put Cheng Fei down, and when she hadn't straightened her waist, Cheng's mother behind her suddenly said, "Have you been to our house before?"

For some reason, Song Yu felt that the atmosphere was a bit dangerous. He stood up and said to Cheng Ma, "I came here once a few years ago."

Cheng's mother looked at him, "What's your relationship with Cheng Fei? I remember that you don't seem to be classmates."

"We are friends." Song Yu said.

Cheng Ma looked at him and said nothing.

Song Yu was so stared at by her that he felt like his back was sweating, so he said, "I'll leave first when the person is sent back."

Cheng Ma still didn't speak, but turned her gaze to Cheng Fei who was on the sofa.

Seeing that she was silent, Song Yu didn't say much, nodded and turned towards the door.

"Wait." Cheng Ma called him to stop, Song Yu looked back at her, Cheng Ma said, "You stay and take care of him."

"Me?" Song Yu felt a little inexplicable, not unwilling, but inappropriate.

Cheng Ma said coldly: "I'm going to rest, since you brought him back, take care of him." She pointed to the door next to her, "This is Cheng Fei's room."

Song Yu had no choice but to agree and stay.

Song Yu carried Cheng Fei to the bed in the room with a very complicated mood. There was no quilt on the bed, so he searched hard to find it from the cabinet, and then covered Cheng Fei.

After Cheng Fei got on the bed, he fell into a deep sleep without any movement. If it wasn't for his breathing, Song Yu would have thought he was dead.

When Cheng Fei finally calmed down, Song Yu sat on the edge of the bed panting slightly, faintly feeling that he seemed to have done something wrong.

Cheng's mother went back to her room when he flew back to the room by luck, and ignored them.Although he didn't remember very clearly, but when he came to Cheng Fei's house last time, Cheng Ma's attitude towards Cheng Fei was definitely not so indifferent.

And—Song Yuhuan looked around Cheng Fei's room. It was obvious that no one had lived here for a long time, and there was a long-unpopular smell in the air.

He turned his head to look at the sleeping Cheng Fei.

What happened in these years?

Cheng Fei was awakened by urination. He opened his eyes in a daze, stunned by the familiar yet unfamiliar room layout in front of him. He was stunned for several seconds before realizing that this was his own room.

Why is he here?

He sat up with his arms propped up, and unexpectedly saw Song Yu sitting on the chair beside the bed. Song Yu was wearing a coat and fell asleep with her head tilted against the back of the chair.

How could Song Yu be here?

Cheng Fei had a headache thinking about it for a long time, but he drank too much, and the last image he could think of was Li Xiu'an holding a wine glass and smiling maliciously at him. As for how he got home, why was Song Yu there? Here, I have no impression.

Before Cheng Fei could come up with a clue, a burst of pain in his lower abdomen interrupted his train of thought. He didn't care about thinking too much, turned over and got out of bed barefoot, and walked into the bathroom a little bit unsteadily.

When he came out of the bathroom, Song Yu had already woken up, and was sitting on a chair looking at Cheng Fei.

Cheng Fei felt a little embarrassed, "Are you awake?"

Song Yu didn't look much better than him, "Yeah."

Cheng Fei hesitated for a moment, walked over and sat by the bed, and asked Song Yu, "Did you send me back?"

"You drank too much." Song Yu said.

"Oh." Cheng Fei looked down at his feet.

Song Yu followed his gaze and looked over, "I didn't see you when I sent you back..."

"You go back first." Cheng Fei suddenly interrupted him.

Song Yu froze for a moment.

Cheng Fei looked up at him, and said very coldly: "Thank you today, you should go back first, it's getting late."

Song Yu looked at him: "Okay." After speaking, he stood up.

Cheng Fei didn't move, raised his head and gave him a distant and polite smile, "Be careful on the road, I won't see you off."

Song Yu didn't speak, picked up the coat on the chair and walked out of the room.

When he heard the sound of closing the door, Cheng Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and fell down on the bed dejectedly.

"Alas." He sighed, pulled the quilt aside to cover his face, and hid his drunken head that was about to explode in the quilt.

When Song Yu returned to the car, Maoyan was soundly asleep. He thought that he would be able to get off as long as he sent Cheng Fei up, and it wouldn't take much time, so he left the car window open to let Maoyan stay in the car.It turned out that I didn't expect it to take so long, and now it's almost dawn.

Song Yu got into the car lightly, Mao Mao was not woken up, and fell asleep peacefully.

After starting the car, Song Yu suddenly bent down and put his fingers in front of Mao Mao's nose. After he felt the moist touch when exhaling, he sat back in the driver's seat and stepped on the accelerator.

When I got home, the sky was already bright, and the sun was eagerly showing a small corner in the sky.

Song Yu put the wool back into its pumpkin nest, and went back to the room by herself.

After taking a shower, he lay on the bed without falling asleep for a long time. Finally, when the sun was completely above the sky, he finally got up and pulled out his mobile phone from the pile of clothes beside the bed.

He opened the phone's address book, stared at a phone in a daze for a long time, and finally pressed the dial button.

Not long after Song Yu left, Cheng Fei also went out of the room and sat in the living room, and there were two people sitting opposite him—Mother Cheng and Father Cheng.

"When did you return to China?" Although Cheng's face was calm, her hands under the table were shaking slightly.Dad Cheng reached out to hold her hand, and patted the back of her hand lightly to comfort her.

"Not long." Cheng Fei said.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Cheng Ma asked.

Cheng Fei lowered his eyes and said in a calm tone, "Didn't you tell me not to come back even if I died outside? Tell you what to do."

After he finished speaking, he laughed at himself.

Cheng Ma's tone began to fluctuate, she stared at him firmly, "You still can't change it, can you?"

Cheng Fei didn't speak.

Dad Cheng said: "Okay, it's rare for Xiao Cheng to come back once, so don't talk about these unhappy things, and talk slowly when you have time later."

"In the future? Look at him now! What's next?" Cheng Ma said excitedly.

Cheng Fei looked up at her, "What do I look like?"

Cheng Ma slapped the table hard, "I don't know how to repent! I'm obsessed! I'm so stupid!"

Cheng Fei was suddenly happy, "Yo, Ms. Cheng has a good level of education, and this idiom is easy to say."

Seeing him like this, Cheng's mother was even more furious, she pointed at him, "What are you laughing at? It's an honor, isn't it?"

"It's not honorable, but it's certainly not shameful." Cheng Fei shrugged and said indifferently.

"You...!" Cheng's mother reached out to hit him, but Cheng's father stopped him, "Okay, okay, what are you doing, as for getting so angry, calm down, don't get excited."

Although Cheng's mother was stopped, she still said angrily: "Look at his attitude?! Why did I give birth to such a thing!"

Hearing Cheng Ma's words, the mask on Cheng Fei's face finally shattered, and the sadness that he had been holding back appeared, and he looked at Cheng Ma sadly, "Because I like men, I don't even have the qualifications to be your son. ?"

Cheng Ma said bitterly to her: "As long as you don't change it for a day, you will not be my son for a day!"

Cheng Fei had heard this kind of talk more than once, and could even recite it backwards, but it was still a bit uncomfortable to hear it in person.

He swallowed the grievances that surged up, and said word by word: "I didn't do anything wrong, and I won't change it." He clenched his palms, and continued with difficulty but firmly, "Whether you recognize my son or not , that won't change."

Cheng Ma looked at him as if she was so angry at his words that she was unable to speak for several seconds.

"Cheng Fei!" Dad Cheng scolded, the meaning of which is self-evident.

Cheng Fei lowered his head and smiled, he already knew that no one would stand by his side.

Cheng's mother finally came to her senses, maybe she was very angry but she calmed down, pointed at Cheng Fei and said very calmly: "Get out of here, and never appear in front of me again."

Cheng Fei raised his head to look at her, the sadness in his eyes even made Cheng Ma's heart soften for a moment, but in the next second she relented and looked at Cheng Fei resolutely, without giving in.

"Okay." Cheng Fei said.

He said to them: "The weather has been cold recently, you should pay more attention to your health." Then he got up and opened the door and left without looking back.