Atypical Cafe Love

The next morning, when Chen Songmao woke up, Ning Siqin was still awake.

Usually he wakes up earlier than Chen Songmao, but these days he is visibly haggard, last night they tossed until late, Chen Songmao couldn't bear to wake him up, quietly got up to make breakfast by himself, while cooking noodles Write a memo on the phone: Sister Rong wants to thank you in the future; Zhao Su needs to find time to have a long talk to explain the truth; the provincial theater will have a polyphony when the piano master arrives—I don’t know if I will have to talk to Zhuo again at that time. Assistant, I don't know what his plan is.

Thinking of Assistant Zhuo, he dug out the recording from his mobile phone, and was a little surprised when he saw the length of time: Originally, the piano was only tuned for an hour and a half, but the recording was more than four hours long—presumably he forgot to turn off the recording , Later, the mobile phone fell under the cabinet, and the recording was recorded until it turned off automatically.

The recording files of more than four hours have basically taken up the memory of the mobile phone.Chen Songmao turned on the computer, copied the file, and planned to fast-forward the following content and then cut it out, but as he listened, his brows gradually raised.

Ning Siqin was woken up by the hum of the phone vibrating.When he opened his eyes, he saw Chen Songmao picking up the phone, smiling at him apologetically, and answering the phone: "Hello, Dad?"

Ning Siqin was not fully awake yet, so he closed his eyes again with peace of mind, but his consciousness gradually became clear. He heard Chen Songmao's voice on the phone, and his memory gradually came back, and suddenly he remembered what happened the night before——

He opened his eyes suddenly, looked around, lifted the quilt and sat up.Chen Songmao had already walked to the kitchen while talking on the phone. When Ning Siqin passed by, Chen Songmao was talking: "Okay, then I will pick you up at the airport then?"

Ning Siqin couldn't hear what was said on the other side very clearly, and could only vaguely hear a very gentle male voice.Chen Songmao said again: "How can I do it, I will definitely go - it's been almost three years, I miss you very much."

What was said on the other side, Chen Songmao raised his voice and said "Ah?" in surprise, then turned to look at Ning Siqin: "Are you so impatient? Okay, I'll ask him.... Don't make excuses, it's because you're curious, right? ?” He smiled, “Okay, goodbye.”

He hung up the phone and looked at Ning Siqin still with a smile on his face. The smile diluted some of the feeling that Ning Siqin had been in a dream since he woke up: "Did I wake you up? Sorry, I I forgot my phone next to my computer."

"You should have woken me up earlier." Ning Siqin also smiled back at him, and there was unavoidably a hesitant reservation in the smile.

"I remember that you should have a holiday today?" Chen Songmao said, "So I want you to sleep a little longer. Besides, you are not too late, and your noodles are just right."

He put down his phone, turned around and served the peach blossom noodles in the pot.After serving the noodles, I paused for a while, and changed to chopsticks again. I picked up two green vegetable leaves from the pot, bent the leaves with chopsticks, and placed a heart shape on the top of the bowl. There was a wonton in the middle of the bowl, and then he smiled and pushed the bowl to Ning Siqin.

Ning Siqin reached out to take it, but couldn't say a word.At this moment, he understood Chen Songmao's mood last night: at this moment, at this moment, at this situation, at this moment, any other words seemed too flimsy, too fancy, too insignificant, unable to carry the boiling cavity in his chest emotion.Ning Siqin blurted out: "I love you."

Chen Songmao opened his eyes wide in surprise, and then laughed: "I love you too. So, do you have time on Monday afternoon?"

"So?" Ning Siqin raised his eyebrows, "Where did this so come from?"

"If you don't love me, it's not appropriate to ask this question." Chen Songmao said, "My parents are going back to City A on Monday afternoon. Will you pick up the airport with me?"

"To see your parents?" Ning Siqin was taken aback, "Did you call your dad just now?"

"Yes." Chen Songmao said, "They all want to meet you."

Ning Siqin pursed her lips and thought for a while, but without answering, she lowered her head and drank the soup and noodles.After breakfast, he asked, "Is your relationship with your parents very close?"

"The relationship with my dad is especially close." Chen Songmao said, "I was the first to tell him when you promised to be my boyfriend."

Ning Siqin hesitated: "Did you tell them about the last quarrel?"

Chen Songmao had already stood up with an empty bowl, but he turned back when he heard the words, put the bowl back on the table, sat down and looked at Ning Siqin seriously: "No. But I just wanted to ask for your opinion, can I Tell them about it."

Ning Siqin pursed her lips: "Is there any special reason?"

"This matter can't be left as it is. You shouldn't be wronged like this for nothing." Chen Songmao said, "My dad is more experienced in dealing with such things. If you agree, I would like to consult his opinion. Or just ask him to help to see how to clarify this matter."

"Experienced in such matters? Is he a lawyer?"

"He used to be a reporter." Chen Songmao smiled, "Now, he works as a PR manager in a multinational company."

Ning Siqin smiled reluctantly, still showing some uneasiness in his expression, but did not continue to refute.He took out his mobile phone, tapped it a few times, and handed it to Chen Songmao. It showed a Q/Q message of a stranger he didn't know. "This is the girl I tried dating back then."

"It's not necessary, I believe you." Chen Songmao said, trying to push the phone back, but it didn't.Ning Siqin shook her head: "I just think you should know. It's like you showing me the HIV checklist."

Chen Songmao saw that he did not show any reluctance, so he took his mobile phone and wrote down the Q/Q number - he actually didn't intend to contact her in his heart, if he said that this girl could only be regarded as self-protection, she didn't do anything wrong Even if she came forward, it might not be able to change the situation at that time; but considering that she didn't have the courage to come out and deny those rumors, Chen Songmao still couldn't help feeling somewhat partial and unhappy, and he was not in the mood to chat with her.He put away his mobile phone: "so, are you going to pick up the plane?"

Ning Siqin bit her lip and nodded.

"Do your parents prefer to sit in the front row or the back row?" Ning Siqin asked suddenly on the way to the airport.

"I'll open the door for them later, just let them sit in the back row." Chen Songmao said with a smile.He was worried that Ning Siqin sitting alone in the back row with his father or mother would make him nervous—he was already so nervous that he kept pursing his lips all the way.Ning Siqin nodded, adjusted the seat to the front, paused for a while and asked again: "Can your parents accept me with long hair?"

"I play piano in elementary school, and there are all sorts of strange people in my classmates. My parents have seen a lot, so you don't have to worry." Chen Songmao comforted, "Speaking of it, why do you have long hair? Do you like this hairstyle?"

He just asked casually, trying to divert the topic away, lest Ning Siqin ask questions nervously along the way.Ning Siqin thought for a while: "Get used to it. I have had long hair since I was a child, since elementary school."

"So early?" Chen Songmao was a little surprised, "Are you raised by your parents as a girl?"

Ning Siqin shook his head: "When I was a child, I got into a fight with my classmates and knocked my head. There was a scar on the back of my head, and my hair didn't grow there anymore. I thought it was ugly, so I started to grow my hair. It's tied up and I can't see it."

The last time Chen Songmao helped him wash his hair, he found this scar, which was as long as a finger.But at the time, he only thought it was an accidental fall or something like a bruise, and never thought it was a fight: "How could it be? You are so skilled."

"I only practiced martial arts with my grandfather after that time." Ning Siqin said, "I didn't know martial arts before, so some naughty boys... They laughed at me for being too delicate and looking like a girl. "

"You look much better than them." Chen Songmao said immediately.

"You haven't seen them before." Ning Siqin laughed, "It was just that they were ignorant at the time, but after thinking about it later, I didn't think there was anything wrong. Anyway, they were only elementary school children in the first and second grades at that time. I can't tell you how to do it, and when I have practiced martial arts to sevens and eights, no one will dare to bully me anymore—they can't beat me."

Chen Songmao had never known that the initial reason for his martial arts practice was to be bullied.Although he knew that a person like Ning Siqin with outstanding talent and high military power didn't need him to feel sorry for him, he still couldn't help stretching out his hand and gently shook Ning Siqin's hand—the mood in love is It's hard to control yourself.

However, this topic was successfully transferred, and Ning Siqin was distracted during the long drive, chatting with him about each other's childhood stories.But as the car drove into the parking lot of the airport, Ning Siqin gradually became nervous again: "Is their plane on time? Have you made an appointment to meet somewhere?"

Chen Songmao pulled him out of the car with a funny face: "My parents, of course I will recognize them. You just need to follow behind and call uncle and aunt to help carry a box, okay? Don't be nervous."

Ning Siqin pursed her lips, reached for the sunglasses in her bag, and stopped abruptly when she moved her hand.Chen Songmao looked soft-hearted and funny at the same time. He wanted to tease him, but then he thought about it. When he went to see Ning Siqin's parents in the future, he would probably be much more nervous than this. In retaliation, he swallowed those joking words, but Ning Siqin took half a step and walked to the airport together.

When Chen Wenhao and Cai Qingyang, Chen Songmao's parents, showed up at the exit, Chen Songmao and Ning Siqin, who had arrived earlier, had already been waiting for more than half an hour.Cai Qingyang was tall and thin, with thin eyebrows and thin lips, and a very serious expression, but when he saw his son, he suddenly smiled, and he immediately looked five years younger.Chen Songmao stepped forward and hugged his mother, while Ning Siqin took a step behind and looked at Chen Wenhao.Chen Wenhao was wearing a dark long windbreaker. He didn't have the temperament of a company manager, but more like a university professor in the Department of Literature and History.Ning Siqin nodded nervously: "Hello, Uncle and Aunt."

"This is my parents. You have seen the photos." Chen Songmao got out and introduced to both parties, "Dad, Mom, this is Ning Siqin, my boyfriend."

"Ah, Ziyun has told us about you several times." Chen Wenhao put down his suitcase with a smile, and shook hands with Ning Siqin. Siqin broke into the ice cave: "Zhao Su talked to us about you a few days ago."