Doctor He, take your meerkat away.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Hongmeng and He Songyu met Teng Changsheng and his wife downstairs. Qian Xiaoli's face was still a little pale, and she forced a smile on her face when she saw them.

"Miss Xiaoli, you have to take good care of your body. You can take this, um...Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Zhang Hongmeng stuffed the ice-skin mooncake box he just bought from the supermarket into her hand, and Teng Changsheng and his wife pushed and shoved each other. refused to accept.

After He Songyu took it directly, he took Teng Changsheng's hand and hung the rope of the gift box in his palm, exchanged a few apples in the red bag in his hand, and said gently and solemnly, "Take it, it's Mid-Autumn Festival, and it's time When it's time to give each other gifts, your wife is weak, go back quickly." He raised his eyes and motioned him to look at his wife.

Teng Changsheng didn't evade any more, bent down to say thank you, and hurriedly helped Qian Xiaoli upstairs, looking back at the two of them every step of the way, Zhang Hongmeng let out a hey, and shook his shoulder, "This psychiatrist It's just different, the brain is more flexible, Doctor He, let's go to the high-speed rail station."

He Songyu shook his head with a smile, did not refute his words, and followed his steps to the high-speed rail station. The high-speed rail that Zhang Hongmeng bought was earlier, so He Songyu gave him the gift box in his hand, "You take it first I’ll go back, I’ll still have time to buy here.” I can’t really take two or three apples back to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Zhang Hongmeng frowned and looked at the gift box in his hand, "But the things here on the high-speed rail are very expensive. It doesn't matter whether I take them back or not. The old man doesn't care, so you can take it yourself." Wanting to return it, He Songyu smiled and took it back Putting his hands behind his back, he said, "Why are you pushing and shoving with Teng Changsheng to give presents on the peninsula? Here, you have to do it again?"

The announcement of the high-speed railway reminded him that his train number was ready to be checked, so Zhang Hongmeng looked away from his face, scratched his head with a silly smile and said, "Thank you then, I will bring you my special products when the time comes, then I will leave. "The finger pointed at the ticket gate, but the footsteps never moved.

"Well, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." He Songyu waved to him, and stood straight beside him. He was dressed in a casual style, so that he did not have the business style of a suit and tie on weekdays. It was more like college classmates saying goodbye to each other. Zhang Hongmeng stood in a daze , and finally stepped forward and hugged him.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, remember to give me a message when you come back here." Zhang Hongmeng patted him on the back vigorously, like a good brother, He Songyu also hugged him slightly, smiling in his heart, I really can't guess what he was thinking What.

Seeing him enter the high-speed rail station, He Songyu turned his head and walked towards the gate of the high-speed rail station, took out his mobile phone to call a car to go back to the peninsula, the phone interface was still talking to his father, the three words "die far away" are the same every year.

He himself didn't understand why when Zhang Hongmeng came to ask him what time to buy the high-speed rail ticket in the morning, he didn't explain that he didn't buy a ticket at all, and he had to go to the supermarket with him to buy the same mooncake gift box and come to the high-speed rail station , with a hint of gloom in his eyes, he lowered his head and touched his wrist, there was no home for him to go back to, he was gone long ago.

Back at the door of the house, Zhang Hongmeng didn’t dare to go in. He hadn’t been back for two years. The camellias her mother had planted on both sides of the door were still blooming beautifully. After taking a deep breath, he pressed his fingerprint, unlocked it, and went in. , his father was at home.

"Brother..." The little one could already walk, and he staggered and walked over to hug his calf. There were several teeth growing in his mouth, which was milky. Zhang Hongmeng froze in place, he didn't know how to deal with this "younger brother".

Sun Yao picked up his child as soon as she came down from the stairs, Zhang Hongmeng smiled, and the crisis was over.

"Are you back? Go to Xuanfangzhai for dinner tonight. If you are tired, you can go to sleep first." Uncle Zhangqiu stood up and spoke, his tone was not as tough as before, and the hair on his temples was a little gray. Zhang Hongmeng hummed , Put the mooncake box on the table and go upstairs.

The furnishings inside are still the same as before. Guitars, pianos, and racing car models are all neat and tidy. Looking at the phone, Jiang Shou even asked him to have a drink with him at night, wondering if He Songyu had arrived.

[Doctor He, are you back yet? 】

After sending it, there was no reply for a long time, so he didn't care much. He was still very energetic, so he turned on the computer and played a few games and felt very boring. He Songyu's chat history on the phone was still quiet.

Is there anything wrong?Sitting upright on the bed and making a video call, he bit his finger and waited until the image of He Songyu appeared on the screen, which made him feel at ease.

"Why didn't you reply to the message? I was scared to death. I thought something happened to you." Zhang Hongmeng said loudly to him, the light over there was very dim, and he couldn't tell where he was, "Have you gone back? What? so dark?"

"I'm sleeping." He Songyu rubbed his eyes. After being woken up, he had a nasal sound, which was very magnetic. Zhang Hongmeng's heart was numb when he heard it. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Hey, I'm not Worried about those people looking for you, you came home so soon? I can't sleep at all. "

He Songyu also understood what it means for a lie to be covered by countless lies. Fortunately, all the curtains in the room were drawn, and he sat up and leaned casually on the edge of the bed, and said in a low and hoarse voice with a smile, "My house is away from home." The high-speed rail is very close, so I went back soon, and, how could those people here rush to find me, besides, didn't an "unsung hero" help me solve it?"

"Haha, hey, He Songyu, I'll play you a song, it's my apology for disturbing your sleep, you wait." Quickly changed the subject, saw the guitar on the table, and he wanted to perform it for him, Zhang Hongmeng fixed the phone, sat on the bed, tuned the strings, raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows and said, "I can play whatever you want to hear."

He Songyu saw the piano in the video, and said in disbelief, "You can also play the piano? It seems that Dr. Zhang is still an expert in musical instruments." Hearing the other party's praise, Zhang Hongmeng chuckled lightly, and tried the pick After playing a few notes, a soft voice slowly sounded along with the melody.

"Twinkle, twinkle, sparkle, Doctor He, I'm sorry~"

"I hope you have a lot of adults, forgive Hongmeng for his recklessness~"

After playing, Zhang Hongmeng was smiling happily by himself, but He Songyu's heart was beating fast. Fortunately, the light was not good enough to reveal his embarrassment.

"How is it? Doctor He, does it sound good?" In order to show his sincerity, he put down the guitar, got out of bed and turned on the piano, shifted the camera, and played the piano again.

The slender fingers danced on the keys, the rolling Adam's apple slid under the slender neck, and the sun shone on the top of his black hair. He Songyu seemed to hear something called heartbeat.

"He Songyu, Dr. He, hello..." Zhang Hongmeng waved at the camera, and when He Songyu came back to his senses, the music had stopped, "What's wrong with you? Are you still sleepy? Then go to sleep, Seeing that you are fine, I am relieved, hee hee, bye?"

"Um"

He Songyu stared at the mobile phone with a black screen, covered the quilt over his head, pressed his chest, brainwashed himself, don't be sentimental, Zhang Hongmeng is as beautiful as the sun, he is destined to belong to the light.