I heard you want to flirt with me?

Not long after, Su Xiufei appeared on the screen again, bringing a man along with her.

The man seemed to have just changed into a suit, and was still wearing a tie when he appeared. His eyes were slightly squinted, his temples were a little white, and his face was slightly wrinkled. A big face was directly in front of the screen: "Where, didn't you see it?"

Su Xiufei brought a pair of gold-rimmed eyes to put on for him: "You can see it now."

"I see, I see, he is a handsome guy, not bad." The man grinned, and at that moment he really looked like Song Suqing.

Su Yunche pursed his lips and nodded slightly, "Hello, Uncle Song."

When I saw Song Suqing's father, I realized that Song Suqing looked a little more like his father. His eyebrows and eyes were very similar. Even his nose had the kind of high nose bridge but a small hump. The side face looked very aggressive.

But his demeanor is very similar to Su Xiufei, even if he doesn't speak, he still has a smiling face, with a warm spring breeze.

"Old man!" Song Suqing waved.

"I see, you brat already has friends, not bad." Song Zhijin put on his glasses, and stared at Su Yunche with eyes that saw all the world.

Suddenly Su Yunche had the feeling of an ugly daughter-in-law seeing her in-laws, and straightened her body without even leaning her back on the sofa.

But there was Ersu lying on his feet. Ersu's powerful tail swung from side to side and struck his ankle.

When Song Zhijin noticed it, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't be nervous, we are curious about you only because this brat always mentions you, saying that you are good at shooting and studying, and the important thing is that you fight well."

"It's okay." Su Yunche nodded in agreement.

"Hahaha..." Song Zhijin laughed, looking straight at him with light in his eyes, "He is a good boy, we may not be by Qingqing's side often in the future, you are his friend, please take care of him in the future. "

"En." Su Yunche nodded slightly, looked sideways at Song Suqing, but found that he had been teasing the dog very seriously, and his attitude towards Song Zhijin was far less enthusiastic than that towards Su Xiufei.

It seems that the relationship with his father is not very good, and the teenagers are more rebellious, so there may still be some rifts between them.

"Song Zhijin, it's time to go to work, it's already time, hurry up!" Su Xiufei glanced at the clock and immediately pushed Song Zhijin out, not forgetting to say hello, "That's all right, we'll talk when we have time, love you Yo, smash it!"

Song Suqing looked up, "mua" blew a kiss and turned off the screen.

At this moment, Su Yunche's nose felt a little sore, he lowered his head and stretched out his hand to gently stroke Ersu's dog's head, the long hair slid into his fingers, feeling comfortable and soft.

He...hasn't heard the word "love you" for a long time...

Ersu seemed to feel his air pressure, looked up at him, put her head on his lap, her dark brown eyes were misty, and her small eyes drooped down.

He suddenly felt warm in his heart, then smiled, held its chin with both hands, and rubbed it vigorously: "Call me dad!"

"Wang!" Ersu followed suit with a healing smile.

"Brother Che is admitting that he is Ersu's father." Song Suqing lay sideways on the sofa, gently arching one foot against him dishonestly.

Su Yunche glanced at him, did not speak, but continued to pat the dog's head.

Ersu's food may be too good, he is obviously a noble and glamorous golden retriever, but the dog's head feels very much like a Shiba Inu, it is meaty, and its hair is long, so it is very warm.

Aunt Chen, who had been staying in the toilet, heard the lack of sound in the living room, so she poked her head out and called out: "Xiao Song must have dinner."

"Okay~" Song Suqing lazily replied, got up and stretched a lot, then dragged Su Yunche to the restaurant.

In the middle of the night, Su Yunche was already lying on the bed in the guest room made by Aunt Chen, but was dragged back to his own room by Song Suqing who suddenly broke in.

He stood at the door and refused to go in. He was a guest and had no reason to sleep in the master's room: "Why did you bring me here?"

"Brother Che will sleep with me."

Song Suqing kept tugging on his arm and didn't let go. With a sudden pull, they rushed in. Song Suqing kicked his legs quickly, and the door was closed forcefully with a "clang".

"You're crazy, let go." Su Yunche squinted at him, pulled out his arm, and sat on the bed as soon as he turned around.

Song Suqing smiled and walked up slowly: "You agree."

Su Yunche nodded, patted the bed, it was quite soft: "En."

"Then wait for me, I'll take a shower." Song Suqing immediately took out the clothes from the closet and rushed downstairs.

"........."

Unhealthy thoughts silently rose in Su Yunche's heart.

He looked around the room boredly, and found that the interior design was all in black, white and gray series.

Dark gray curtains, black and white checkered bed covers, milky white furniture, all the decorations are in a minimalist style, the only thing that is a bit thick and colorful is a clay figurine and a comic book.

The wooden shelf where things were placed was also painted in extremely bright yellow and red, and many anime characters were painted on it. Although he didn't know him, he knew some of them because of Song Suqing.

What he drew the most was not his favorite Luffy, but a series of string puppets.

The puppet's limbs were dismantled and scattered everywhere, but the silver thread still controlled his head. The puppet's eyes were empty and hopeless, like an abyss, black.

Su Yunche was gradually fascinated by it.

Suddenly, a sentence came from my ear: "Brother Che——"

When he turned his head, he saw Song Suqing wearing gray pajamas, with a towel hanging on his head, pushing open the door and strode in. Water drops fell all over the floor.

Song Suqing pulled her hand, and the towel fell down, showing a smiling face: "Brother Che, what are you looking at?"

"Go to sleep, there is still class tomorrow." Su Yunche narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and got under the quilt.

They reported the matter of Chen Huai to the school truthfully, and the school also supported them and organized a fundraising in the school.The school leaders even reported it to the city education bureau.

Maybe even Chen Huai himself didn't know it, but in the teacher's impression, he is "a good boy who is both good in character and learning, hardworking, positive, and neither humble nor overbearing."

The Education Bureau was very moved, so the whole city held a two-day second-hand market, and all the money obtained went to Chen Huai.

No. [-] Middle School serves as a stronghold, and people come early in the morning to set up a shed and make preparations. After ten o'clock, the basketball court is full of colorful sheds, and a little later, there are crowds of buyers.

Su Yunche was wearing a blue and white school uniform, with his hands in his pockets, standing at the outermost edge of the basketball court. There was a donation box beside him. When someone stepped forward to donate money, he just bowed slightly with no expression on his face.

He doesn't like excitement, but Cao Yan said that as a classmate, he will be a staff member today, managing order and serving the citizens.He was too lazy to communicate and help sell things, so he did a job of looking at the donation box.

At noon, the sun began to heat up, and the donation box was gradually exposed to the sun.

Su Yunche raised his hand to cover the sun, raised his eyes slightly, and saw a person walking out with a rainbow umbrella in the crowd. He was tall and wearing a blue and white school uniform. His face was covered by a rainbow umbrella. he comes.

Instead, he sighed softly, and called out, "Has Jian Zang fixed the system?" There were not many people who could hold a rainbow umbrella on a sunny day.

The man immediately raised the umbrella up, carried it on his shoulders, and strode in front of him, covering him from the shade, grinning: "Jianzang stayed up late for two days and finally got the system of the one-yuan plan done."

Since they were not very good at programming, they had to hand over this task to Jian Zang, and Lu Xuzhe also specially bought a few marketing accounts of Weibo big Vs to promote the "One Yuan Project" and the concert.

"Then have you and Lu Xuzhe settled down on the concert?" Su Yunche bent down and picked up the water under the table, and handed it to him.

"It's settled." Song Suqing took the water bottle in her hand, "Because it takes time to prepare and publicize, it can be roughly set at the end of this month. I just informed the company to let them buy a few big V Weibo accounts and run them on their own. That way the publicity might be better.”

Su Yunche nodded slightly. It seems that he didn't see Song Suqing all day today because he went to the company.

He noticed that Song Suqing was holding the water bottle in his hand all the time, so he reached out and grabbed the handle of the umbrella: "Give me the umbrella, you drink water."

Song Suqing looked at him sideways, the umbrella was not a sunshade, so the sun still shone through the umbrella, and the warm light hit Su Yunche's face at once.

His cheeks were slightly flushed from the sun, and a pair of clear eyes looked at him, and he couldn't help but look down...

But he found that Su Yunche's lips were also slightly red, with some drops of water on them. They were slightly opened, and he could still see his white teeth and pink tongue...

Immediately, Song Suqing felt a little dry mouth, quickly picked up the water bottle and drank water, gulping several gulps, water overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

When Su Yunche saw it, he frowned in disgust. Seeing that there was no tissue beside him, he reached out to wipe it. His lips were slightly cold: "Is your mouth leaking?"

Song Suqing's whole body became stiff in an instant, and Su Yunche's fingertips were covered with thin calluses due to years of work, when he gently wiped the corners of his mouth, a burst of numbness spread all over his body.

He couldn't speak fluently: "Thank you...Brother Xie Che..."

Su Yunche tilted his head and was taken aback: "What's there to thank for that?"

Song Suqing's pupils dilated in vain, and her eyes avoided: "No, no."

He exhaled lightly, and murmured in his heart: Brother Che's movement of tilting his head just now was too lethal.

At this time, Song Suqing's cell phone rang, and it was Lu Xuzhe.

He frowned slightly in disgust, but when he looked up to meet Su Yunche's eyes, his tone softened: "Brother Che, I'll answer the phone first, don't stand here all the time, you can go in for a stroll, anyway, this is a glass box , and locked it, unless it is smashed, no one will steal it.”

After finishing speaking, when Yizhuan connected the phone, he still gritted his teeth and called out: "Uncle Lu..."

Su Yunche looked at his receding back, and tapped lightly on the donation box with his slender fingers.

He always felt that the recent Song Suqing was a bit strange, and he didn't dare to look at him, and there would be a big reaction if there was physical contact.

Suddenly he thought of something, and frowned: "Could it be that Song Er has some kind of skin disease?"

Immediately, rinse your hands with water to avoid getting bacteria.

He stood there holding the rainbow umbrella, a little bored, so he silently started to turn the handle of the umbrella, and the rainbow umbrella rotated, as if it could really emit a rainbow under the sun.

At this time, a person came to him, holding a small hammer in his hand.

The author has something to say: Maybe because of the changing seasons, I have a headache and catch a cold. Everyone, keep warm, Jiumi.