I am such a big daughter-in-law

Yan Nian sang the last line, let go of the hand that plucked the strings, and stretched forward, facing Song Shou's direction.The music faded away and the applause started. Song Shou felt that the scene was extremely noisy, so he stood up and walked backstage.

As soon as Yan Nian bowed, the seats in the audience were already empty, and he was dazed on the stage with the lights out.For so many years, he has watched Song Shou like a spectator, but one day he finally stood on the stage where Song Shou saw him, but that person didn't want to keep looking at him.

He looked around the dark stage, oh, my stage, it's not lit at all.

As he was thinking this way, the lights on the stage suddenly turned on again, followed by the host's loud announcement: "Contestant number 15 is invited below..."

Yan Nian didn't hear his words clearly, he was dazzled by the flickering lights, he raised his hand to block it, and retreated in the direction when he was walking, but bumped into No. 15 who was hurrying to the stage.

Song Shou was waiting behind the curtain for Yan Nian to leave the stage, but he saw the dazed little idiot being hit and fell straight off the stage, and rushed up to the stage to hold him back.

I don't know whether Yan Nian was too thin or Song Shou was too hard, Yan Nian almost flew into Song Shou's arms, Song Shou's other hand quickly wrapped his arms around his waist, and in a panic, he slammed on the guitar he was carrying. A series of hoarse and mocking tones came out.

There was silence on and off the stage. Before everyone had time to digest this little episode, Song Shou had already dragged Yan Nian off the stage. No. 15 was stunned for a while on the edge of the stage, and then remembered to grab the microphone and introduce himself. The group of relatives and friends of No. 15 came back to their souls in a second, shouted hard, and the game resumed order.

Song Shou walked very fast, and Yan Nian was pulled by him to trot to keep up. His wrist hurt so much that he didn't dare to speak. He felt that Song Shou was probably angry.

In fact, he accidentally saw the poster picture on Song Shou's desktop when Song Shou was busy, and when he ran to A University to find Song Shou, he happened to catch up with the student union's publicity at the entrance of the cafeteria.While thinking about being able to participate in the activities planned by Song Shou, he also thought about singing a song for Song Shou.At that time, he didn't know if Song Shou would come to watch the scene, but he still prepared carefully. He was learning the guitar now, so he knew how to play this piece, practiced it every day, and his fingertips were full of blisters in the first few days.Seeing Song Shoushi in the audience tonight, he was so happy that he jumped up on stage, thinking of a surprise, my wife!I don't know that affection is only the time of a song, but when I look up, the person is gone.

Thinking of this, Yan Nian couldn't help but sigh.

Song Shou suddenly stopped and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"No...it's nothing." Song Shou had no expression on his face, and Yan Nian was scared in a second.

Song Shou pulled him forward and walked all the way to the student union's office, closing the door before letting go.

Yan Nian stood at the door looking down at his toes as if he was following a student who was being trained, while secretly reaching out to touch his red wrist.

Song Shou turned his head after pouring the water and saw that the man was still standing at the door, so he went to pull him again: "Why are you standing there!"

Yan Nian sat down like a robot, the guitar behind him formed a magical angle with the sofa, and the straps on his chest strangled Yan Nian's clothes into ravines.

Song Shou sighed and walked over. Yan Nian looked up at him, only to see Song Shou lowered his head and grabbed the strap in front of him, saying, "Raise your hand."

Yan Nian obediently raised his hands, like a child waiting for his parents to help him undress, Song Shou laughed, and helped him pick up the guitar and put it aside.The breeze from his sleeve brushed Yan Nian's face, and Yan Nian knew that it was the scent of cherry blossom-flavored laundry detergent that Song Ma liked.

Song Shou put the guitar down and turned his head. The little idiot was still looking at him with his hands raised. It was amused, and he stretched out his hand to play on his forehead: "Why, do you want to take off your clothes?"

Yan Nian came back to his senses, put down his hand in embarrassment, and slapped his side twice: "No...no." He reached out to grab the tea that Song Shou had just poured, and opened his mouth to take a sip.

"Hot!" Song Shou just opened his mouth when he saw Yan Nian spit out a mouthful of tea, his face flushed from suffocation, and his mouth was hissing.

Song Shou hurried up to check his chin.

Yan Nian only felt that Song Shou's fingers were a little cold, they touched his flesh, and seemed to briefly touch his lower lip.He opened his mouth and looked up. Song Shou was lowering his head and carefully inspecting his tongue and mouth.

If I look up now, can I kiss you?