How's your day

Cheng Fei leaned his head against the taxi window, watching the scenery passing by at high speed outside the window.

Why did Song Yu tell him that he was in the company even though he was not there?

When I asked him where he was on the phone just now, he clearly said that he was in the company.

Why lie to him?

Cheng Fei began to imagine one of the possibilities uncontrollably.

Did Song Yu feel burdened to live with him, that's why she thought he would go back to her home after working overtime?

Could it be the reason.

If so, why not tell him?

When they arrived downstairs at Song Yu's house, Cheng Fei paid the fare and got out of the car.

The neighborhood in front of him is still so familiar, even the trees inside are exactly the same as in his memory, as if the long 1000 days and nights to him are just a moment to him.

He walked to the unit where Song Yu's house was familiar, took the elevator up, and when he reached the door, he habitually wanted to press the code, but his fingers stopped when they touched the coded lock.

Will the password still be the same as before?

He tentatively pressed the code in his memory, the code lock paused for half a second, and then a beep sounded that the code was wrong.

Cheng Fei smiled wryly, and when he was about to ring the doorbell, the door was opened from the inside.

Song Yu stood in the porch, still dressed in the clothes he wore when he went out in the morning, he looked a little cramped, and said softly to Cheng Fei, "You're here."

"Yeah." Cheng Fei smiled at him, and raised the crisper with crayfish in his hand, "It's still hot."

Song Yu didn't pay attention to Crayfish, but looked at Cheng Fei.

Cheng Fei saw him take a deep breath, then fully opened the door, looked into his eyes and said, "Come in."

"Have you heard?"

"what?"

"It's about Dr. Chen."

"That, I heard, I met him this morning."

"Doctor Chen is so pitiful."

"Yes, but what is the relationship between the dead patient and him?"

"I heard it's his boyfriend."

"Boyfriend? God."

"Shh, don't spread the word, I also heard it from others."

"Dr. Chen is so pitiful. When I saw him like that in the morning, I almost burst into tears."

"Hey, I hope he can make it through."

"Dr. Chen is such a good person, God is really unfair."

Mama Cheng sat on the steps upstairs, listening to them open the corridor door and walk in.

Just when she was about to get up and leave, the door in front of her was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and Mama Cheng looked up at the person who opened the door.

"Dr. Chen?" She dared not admit it.

Is the haggard bearded man in front of her the doctor Chen she saw a few days ago?

Dr. Chen looked at her dull-eyed, and nodded without energy.

Mama Cheng felt her hands trembling slightly, and what the two nurses said just now echoed in her mind.

"I thought there was no one, excuse me." Dr. Chen's voice was a little hoarse, and he turned around to go out after speaking.

Cheng Ma watched him leave, opened her mouth, and wanted to stop him, but she didn't know what to say to stop him.

"Have you asked the doctor when I can leave the hospital?" Grandma asked Cheng's mother who had just entered the ward.

Cheng's mother was in a trance and didn't hear what grandma said. She didn't come back to her senses until grandma asked again, "Ah, I asked. The doctor said that I can be discharged tomorrow."

Grandma narrowed her eyes happily when she heard that she would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, "That's great, I feel like I'm going to grow mushrooms here."

"I have already agreed with Lao Cheng that I will drive over to pick you up at noon tomorrow." Cheng's mother said to her.

Grandma was half lying on the bed, "Call Xiao Cheng too."

Mama Cheng was stunned.

"I haven't seen him for a few days, call him and have dinner together tomorrow." Grandma said.

Cheng's mother lowered her eyes, "Okay, I'll call him later."

After grandma fell asleep at night, Cheng's mother finally remembered why she wanted to call Dr. Chen to stop - his little red flower was still here.

Cheng Ma got up and rummaged around, and finally found the few little red flowers she had picked up in a coat.

She went out and asked the nurse on duty, "Where is Dr. Chen's office?"

The nurse pointed her in the direction, and she found Dr. Chen's office along the way.

After knocking on the door, Dr. Chen's voice came from inside, "Please come in."

Cheng's mother opened the door and walked in. Dr. Chen thought she was a family member of a patient and asked her, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Ma took out the little red flower in her pocket, "This should be yours, right?"

Dr. Chen looked at the little red flower in her hand and was momentarily stunned.

Cheng Ma put the little red flower on the table, "I picked it up a few days ago, but I forgot to return it to you."

Dr. Chen kept his eyes glued to the little red flower, and after a while, he said hoarsely, "Thank you."

Mama Cheng rubbed her hands, and said a little embarrassedly, "I want to ask you something."

Dr. Chen closed his eyes and raised his eyes to look at her, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Ma looked at him, sighed suddenly, and smiled, "It's okay, actually I already know the answer."

Dr. Chen didn't care about what she said, and his eyes returned to the little red flower. He picked up the little red flower, put it in the palm of his hand with great care, and then thanked Cheng Ma again, "Thank you, this thing is important to me."

Mother Cheng didn't bother him anymore and left the office.

Cheng Fei suddenly felt uneasy facing the opened door in front of him. He coughed lightly and walked in.

Song Yu had already opened the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and took out a pair of slippers for him, "Put them on."

Cheng Fei looked at the slippers at his feet, and was a little stunned. They were exactly the same as his previous pair. He raised his eyes to look at Song Yu.

Song Yu looked at him and said nothing.

Cheng Fei put the crayfish on the table next to him, bent down and put on his slippers.

Then he walked into the living room, stopped suddenly, and was stunned.

He seemed to have returned to three years ago at this moment.

There are a few professional books on the dining table, which he once put here and never took away. There is no trace of dust on the books, and they are placed randomly, as if he still lives here and will sit there and open them at any time.

He approached and raised his hand to touch the wear and tear on the corners of the books. He remembered that when these books were put here, they were still brand new.

On the coffee table next to it was a string of glass bead bracelets, which he bought at a stall in front of the school once. Song Yu didn't like it when he came back, so he put it on the coffee table casually and never cared about it again.

More than three years have passed, and the string of bracelets is still on the coffee table, untouched.

A dart board was hung on the wall above the coffee table, and a dart was stuck in the middle of the dart board, and it was pasted with two pieces of adhesive tape.

There was a time when he was very fond of playing darts, but he had no talent. Nine out of ten darts he shot flew out, and the remaining ones were basically outside the seventh ring.

In the end, he got angry and stuck a dart directly in the middle of the red heart, then stuck it firmly with adhesive tape, and announced that he would never play such a tortured thing like darts again.

Cheng Fei suppressed the unspeakable emotions welling up in his heart, stretched out his hand and pushed open the bedroom door and walked in.

There were two pillows, one blue and one pink, on the bed. These were couple models he bought online. After buying them, Song Yu refused to sleep on the pink ones, so he slept on the pink ones.

The pink pillow is now sitting squarely on the bed next to the blue pillow.

There was still a coat on the chair in front of the dressing table, which he threw casually on it.

In the past, Song Yu didn't like him very much. Every time, she would follow him and nudge him, telling him to hang up his clothes after he took off his clothes, and not to throw them away.But he got used to it, and every time he threw it on the chair casually, and Song Yu didn't bother to talk about him later, so he just pretended not to see it.

The wardrobe door next to it was wide open, Song Yu should have been arranging clothes just now.

He didn't need to make any effort to see that the clothes he hadn't taken away were all hung up well and completely, and even their positions hadn't changed.

All of this has not changed in any way from the beginning, as if he just went out for a trip and never left.

Cheng Fei turned his head to look at Song Yu who was standing at the door.

He has too many questions to ask now, and the last thing he asked was, "Why did you break up with me in the first place?"

Song Yu didn't expect him to ask this. He kept thinking about how to explain everything in front of him, thinking about how to say it so that it would make sense. Cheng Fei's sudden question interrupted his train of thought, "I ...I.."

Cheng Fei walked up to him and asked again, "Why did you break up?"

Song Yu looked up at him, and after a while suddenly smiled, and said in a muffled voice, "I haven't seen you smoking recently, have you quit?"

Now it was Cheng Fei's turn to be stunned, "How do you know?"

"During the time before...that's when you got addicted to smoking." Song Yu looked at him and said, "I didn't know at first, but I could see it from the window of the hotel one time. Downstairs you, I thought I was wrong when I saw you smoking." He raised his lips and smiled bitterly, "You smoked as long as the meal lasted, one after another, and the eyebrows frowned Got it."

He gestured with his hand, "It's so deep."

Cheng Fei opened his mouth and explained weakly: "I am..."

"That time was not accidental." Song Yu interrupted him, "I have seen it many times, but every time you see me, you will pretend that nothing happened."

"I just thought, how much pressure did I put on you to make you so anxious."

Cheng Fei didn't try to argue anymore, because he couldn't.

He never thought that Song Yu knew everything, let alone that he knew nothing but said nothing.

Song Yu smiled, as if thinking of something funny, "You always went to the bathroom to smoke secretly in the middle of the night, and you were smart enough to brush your teeth before you came back. In fact, you could still smell the smoke when you kissed the next morning. You said Are you stupid?"

Cheng Fei took a step forward, put his arms around Song Yu's waist, put his head on his shoulders, and said softly, "You didn't put pressure on me, and the one who put pressure on me was actually myself."

Song Yu raised her hand to touch the short hair on the back of his head, it was a little prickly.

Cheng Fei hugged him tightly, "Why didn't you tell me, if you had asked me then, maybe we wouldn't have..."

He didn't say the rest.

Song Yu was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Because I will love you too."

Cheng Fei felt a little sour in his eyes, "You should have told me."

Song Yu didn't speak, but hugged him back.

Cheng Fei turned his head and said in Song Yu's ear with a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I love you."

Song Yu's body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed again.

Cheng Fei continued to whisper, "I really love you."

Those missed years, those days and nights that have to be endured every night, will be slowly forgotten, becoming a small and inconspicuous fragment in their lives.

They will eventually abandon those memories living in darkness, but only the old one is still as new.

"Do you have to be here?" Song Yu was pushed down on the bed and looked up at Cheng Fei above.

Cheng Fei had already reached into his clothes, lowered his head and kissed his ear, "I want to be here."

Song Yu pushed him weakly, "I haven't showered yet."

Cheng Fei grabbed his hand and kissed his fingers, "No need to wash."

Song Yu's fingertips curled up, and a feeling like an electric shock spread from his fingertips to all parts of his body, and he relaxed his body in compromise.

Just when Cheng Fei was about to take the next step, the phone that fell from his pocket on the bed suddenly rang. He wanted to hang up a little annoyed, but when he picked it up, he saw Cheng's mother's name. Slide to connect key.

He put the phone to his ear and hung up after a while.

Song Yu looked at his expression, noticed something was wrong, and asked, "What's the matter, whose call is it?"

"My mother." Cheng Fei said, "Grandma will leave the hospital tomorrow, call me over."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows, "Then?"

"She said let me take you."

Now Song Yu was stunned and blinked, "Huh?"

The author has something to say:

It's over! !Sprinkle flowers! ! ! ??ヽ(°▽°)ノ?

In fact, there are still many buried stalks that have not been written, but because I don’t want to make the text too long, I will put them all in the extra episode, and then I will start to scatter a lot of extra episodes from time to time~

Fanwai has already conceived the New Year, haha, and the biggest stalk of "how is your day today" I didn't even write it into the text, it's unimaginable!

This book was originally conceived to only have 20W words, but in the end, it ran all the way on the way to the end, and it was not finished until 28W, which is also very tiring _(:з」∠)_

Anyway, happy with the ending!If you have any episodes you want to watch, just comment, I will choose to write~

Thank you to every reader who reads here, I love you! ! !We are destined to see you next time! ! !

By the way, make a small advertisement:

In the next year, two books will be released, "What to do if My Boyfriend Always Loses Memory" and "I Suspect My Boyfriend Is Cheating". One is sweet and the other is bloody. If you are interested, you can bookmark it~

If you are interested in the story of Dr. Chen and the little patient, you can watch "I'm Dying" next door, and the two of them will also appear in "What to do if My Boyfriend Always Loses Memory".

Don't be verbose, I love you guys! ?????(???з??)

Finally, I whispered a word: In addition to Jinjiang, there are also synchronous updates on CP, and there are more friends watching over there. If you have CP, you can also follow me there (?′?‵?)