meet on slag road

Even in his craziest dreams, Yu Yifeng had never dreamed of such a scene.

A group of men and women in their 20s sat around the table, carefully put colorful birthday hats on the cats, tied a small golden cape, and inserted small lights that would twinkle in the cake specially for pets. Candles, surrounded by a circle of cat treats and toys, to seriously celebrate his birthday.

Yu Yifeng blended into it with a smile on his face, pretending to be calm that "this is really common".

Yun Si just ate the goat milk jelly that Yu Yifeng opened for her, she was indifferent to the elaborately cooked cake, she squatted in the middle of the table and concentrated on playing with the ball of wool.

Gong Shichen took out his mobile phone and snapped a bunch of photos, coughed lightly after taking pictures: "It's rare that so many people came to celebrate the birthday this year, why don't I sing a birthday song——"

"do not!"

"Brother Gong, show mercy!"

"Chenchen, one of my own, don't speak up, don't speak up!"

Voices of disapproval sounded instantly, and the girl sitting next to Gong Shichen practiced herself, and directly dropped the phone and covered his mouth: "Brother Gong, calm down, the child's eardrums have just been repaired, please let me go!"

Gong Shichen struggled a few times to push her away, and muttered resentfully: "Okay, okay, if you don't sing, you don't sing, you bastards just can't understand art..."

Mu Qing saw Yu Yifeng's out-of-condition appearance, smiled lightly and approached him, and said in a low voice, "Gong Shichen's singing, to put it mildly, is refreshing; but from the point of view of a normal person, I think it is more appropriate to fill the ears with the magic sound."

This time the distance was not as close as in the kitchen, but it still made Yu Yifeng's ears tingle, and he paused for a moment before asking in a low voice, "Is it so exaggerated?"

"Yeah." Mu Qing nodded, "Last year Yunsi celebrated his birthday, we didn't stop him from speaking. As soon as he made a sound, Yunsi ran to the cabinet in fright. He couldn't even coax the canned cat food down. Chen locked it in the study, and it came down."

Yu Yifeng imagined the scene for a while, and laughed unkindly.

Gong Shichen was depressed, and when he saw this, he immediately gave Mu Qing a vicious look: "You're talking bad about me again, aren't you?"

Mu Qing looked innocent: "I'm telling the truth."

"Hey--!"

"Hey! Don't hit it, don't hit it!"

The surroundings of the table quickly fell into chaos, and Yunsi squatted in the middle of the table, stepping on her own wool ball, not understanding what the surrounding humans were doing, only thinking that they were noisy.

The lively birthday party lasted until the evening, before the afterglow of the setting sun set, the sky suddenly darkened, and fine raindrops knocked on the glass windows, making continuous light noises.

"Ah, it's raining!" The girl who was taking pictures of Yun Si suddenly jumped up, her expression flustered, "My balcony window is open, my Rena Belle is about to get wet!"

"Ah! I didn't close the window on my balcony, and I was still drying my clothes!"

A few careless guests packed up their things in a hurry, and Gong Shichen also stood up when he saw this: "Since this is the case, why don't we stop here today and everyone go back first? I also want to go back and take a shower .”

"Okay, okay, then I'll see you later!" The girl who spoke out first packed her things and hurried out the door. The others also packed their things and went out one after another.

Seeing the door open, Yunsi, who was sleeping soundly, stretched and wanted to go out, but was grabbed by Yu Yifeng who was clearing the table: "You can't go out, you will be sad if you lose your master."

Mu Qing sent people one by one to the elevator, and when he returned to the room, he saw Yu Yifeng sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding Yunsi in his arms, one person and one cat seemed to be communicating with each other face to face, and heard his footsteps , and looked up at him at the same time, there was a strange and cute feeling that couldn't be described.

He couldn't help chuckling: "What did you two just say, so focused?"

Yu Yifeng was embarrassed to say that he was trying to brainwash the cat just now so that it could help him get closer, so he let go of Yunsi and let it play: "I just opened the door and it was about to go out, I was afraid it would get lost, why not hold it?" Move."

"It's okay, I have one ladder and one household here, and it can't get lost."

Mu Qing came to Yu Yifeng and cleaned up the mess left on the table with him: "You didn't drive when you came, how do you plan to go back later?"

Yu Yifeng really wanted to say that I don't want to go back and want to live with you, but he also knew it was impossible, so he smiled and said: "This place is not far from the subway entrance, I will take the subway back later—"

Before he could finish his words, a flash of bright lightning suddenly flashed across the dark sky, followed by dull thunder, and the originally sparse raindrops suddenly became rapid and crackled on the glass.

Mu Qing walked to the window, looked at the landscape trees struggling in the strong wind blowing from the ground, stretched out his hand to close the curtains, turned around to look at Yu Yifeng, took a deep breath and said, "How about—you can , stay here?"

Yu Yifeng froze in the middle of clearing the dinner plate: "Yes, can I?"

The hope in his eyes was too obvious, and Mu Qing thought it was amused in his heart, but he pretended to be reluctant: "I suddenly invited you to my house, which made you trapped here... ..”

Yu Yifeng was overjoyed, but he held back his face: "But, if I stay here, what will you do?"

"It's okay, I'll sleep in the guest room."

Yu Yifeng: ......

Looking at the disappointment visible to the naked eye on his face, Mu Qing was overjoyed, but his expression was still unaware: "No one sleeps in the guest room, and Yunsi is there, so it's a bit messy, and there are a lot of them. Mao Mao, you probably won’t be used to it when you sleep; my room is a bit cleaner, and the bed sheets and quilt covers were changed only yesterday, but if you mind, I can help you tidy up the guest room now—”

"No need." Yu Yifeng smiled, "I'm already very embarrassed to stay here, how can I bother you to do your work."

Mu Qing still insisted on his way of hospitality: "But if you mind—"

"I don't mind, really." Yu Yifeng looked at him with a bright smile, "We are friends, how can friends mind each other, right?"

Mu Qing's expression was still somewhat hesitant, but seeing his resolute attitude, he didn't mention it again. After the living room was cleaned up, he went to the guest room and took out a new set of bathrobes from the closet: "Thank you for your hard work." Clean up with me and go take a shower first."

After Yu Yifeng's figure disappeared into the bathroom door, Mu Qing took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, the group chats and private chats were immediately blown up.

In the group where several friends are, countless messages mentioning him keep popping up:

Li Shengsheng: Brother Mu, it's the first time I see you bring someone you don't know to celebrate Yunsi's birthday, who is that handsome guy?

Don’t eat without AA: Lao Mu, come out and tell me, is that handsome guy your new date today?If not, can you leave it to me?

Cat Cake: What do you think about A, that handsome guy has a beautiful plate, and Lao Mu will be willing to give it to you?

Don't eat without AA: What if the handsome guy doesn't give it?

Li Shengsheng: Wake up, he just gave it a look, it's interesting for him to look at Brother Mu with blind eyes, okay?

Mu Qing looked at it for a while, and then replied leisurely: He stayed at my house to sleep today.

The group chat was quiet for a moment, and then the pot immediately exploded.

After Mu Qing finished setting off the bomb, he put down his phone very wickedly, and went to tidy up his bedroom—this was the first time someone slept in his bed, so how could he not prepare some surprises?

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Gong Shichen's translation: Well, well, if you don't sing, you don't sing, you people just don't understand art.