Do you have a boyfriend

Song Chuman was really tired and sleepy, and he didn't wake up until after ten o'clock in the morning.

He opened his eyes, turned over and looked at the lamp above, and his consciousness returned.

His birthday present!

Song Chuman sat up "scrambling" and turned his head, but he didn't see last night's box next to the wardrobe.

... Is he dreaming?

Song Chuman rubbed his eyes and looked again, it was indeed not there.

He was at a loss, Lu Zhao opened the door and came in.

"Are you awake?" Lu Zhao sat down beside the bed, lifted the quilt to touch Song Chuman's palm, "Breakfast is ready, I'll bring it out for you."

Song Chuman grabbed him with his backhand: "I..."

The black watch was on his hand, proving that what happened last night was true. Then... what about his big box of gifts?

Could it be that he was later dreaming or hallucinating?Song Chuman didn't dare to ask Lu Zhao directly, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he really made a mistake.

His expression was confused, and he kept looking towards the front of the closet. Seeing this, Lu Zhao explained, "I moved all the presents to the living room."

"Ah..." Song Chuman heaved a sigh of relief, "Oh..."

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Zhao raised his hand to gently pinch his cheek, and hugged him off the bed.

Song Chuman went to the bathroom to wash up quickly, and wanted to go to the living room to see his birthday present, but was stopped by Lu Zhao halfway.

"Eat breakfast first," said Lu Zhao, who hadn't eaten yet, and waited for Song Chuman to get up to join him, "After eating, we'll unpack it."

Lu Zhao didn't go to the company, so he stayed at home with Song Chuman today.

The wontons cooked by Lu Zhao for breakfast, filled with seaweed and dried shrimp, smelled very delicious, Song Chuman was thinking about his gift, so he finished it quickly, dropped the bowl and ran to the living room: "I'm full. "

After Lu Zhao packed up and went to the living room, Song Chuman dismantled a lot, including laptops, tablets, mobile phones, and a small hand-warming pillow with two cartoon characters printed on it. Song Chuman picked it up and looked at it. It feels like the people above are like him and Lu Zhao.

He took out his mobile phone and found the photo he took with Lu Zhao in the old Lu family house last time. The posture and clothes were indeed the same as those of the two little people on the pillow, and the expressions were well drawn.

Song Chuman was full of admiration, hugged the pillow in his arms, and continued to unpack other boxes.

There was even a small cushion with a hollow in the middle. Song Chuman almost thought it was another throw pillow when he got it.

He didn't know what to think of, his face was reddish, but he still liked it very much, and immediately sat on it.

At the end of the teardown, Song Chuman took out two photo albums from a rectangular box.

One album cover was new, and the other was old. The old Song Chuman looked familiar. When he opened it, it was a photo of Lu Zhao before.

It was the one he read at Lu Zhao's house during the Chinese New Year. Song Chuman was very pleasantly surprised, and rushed to Lu Zhao beside him: "How do you know that I want this!"

He really wanted to take this photo album home that day, but he was too embarrassed to mention it. Unexpectedly, Lu Zhao gave him the photo album as a birthday present.

Lu Zhao lightly smiled and said, "At least it's your boyfriend. If you can't even tell this, it might be too dereliction of duty."

Song Chuman kissed him happily, put the photo album aside carefully, and opened another one.

This is a new one, although it is thicker, but there are fewer photos, and the people in it are all Song Chuman.

He had seen it on Lu Zhao's phone. Lu Zhao didn't wash it all out. He should have picked some of the best ones, and a photo of the two of them was also in it.

Although computers and mobile phones can also save photos without yellowing, the feeling and meaning of the photos are different when held in the hand.

"In the future, I will add it slowly, and all the photos will be saved." It happened that Lu Zhao also bought a camera and a home photo printer, which was very convenient.

"Hmm!" Song Chuman responded.

All the birthday presents were unpacked and placed on the sofa, which looked quite spectacular. Lu Zhao helped put the empty boxes and wrapping paper into a big box, and temporarily threw them outside the door.

Song Chuman got up late, and the whole morning passed like this, and he was not hungry when it was time for dinner.

He looked at all the gifts one by one, picked them up and touched them one by one, feeling extremely satisfied.

All of these belong to him alone.

Lu Zhaozheng was looking through the phone with his mobile phone, leaned over and asked Song Chuman, "Which cake do you like?"

He has already selected a few that he thinks look good, but he is still not sure.

Song Chuman took it over and took a look. Lu Zhao chose three of them. They all looked beautiful, but the size was different, the difference between one layer, two layers and three layers.

He only wanted the one on the first floor, and no one else came for his birthday today. Only he and Lu Zhao would eat the cake, and there was still a meal to eat, so there was no need to buy too big ones.

Lu Zhao still has some regrets. He thinks the one on the third floor is the most beautiful, but it will indeed be wasted.

The cake has been ordered now and will be delivered in the evening. The two of them stayed at home after lunch, and Song Chuman didn't want to go out.

He nestled in Lu Zhao's arms and watched TV, sleeping while crawling on his legs.

This is the happiest birthday he has ever had since he grew up, even happier than during the Chinese New Year.

Then when is Lu Zhao's birthday?

He also wanted to prepare a gift for Lu Zhao...

Song Chuman found out that he still didn't know when Lu Zhao's birthday was. He felt ashamed and reflected on himself.

It seemed too straightforward to ask Lu Zhao directly. When Song Chuman went to the bathroom, he quietly went to Lu Zhao's company official website to find it, but there was nothing.

He remembered that he still had Xiaofang's phone number, so he sent a text message to ask him, and asked him not to tell Lu Zhao.

Xiao Fang quickly replied that it was May.

There are still about three months... Song Chuman is on top, wishing that tomorrow is Lu Zhao's birthday.

In this way, you will have to wait for a long time... Song Chuman flipped through the phone calendar in disappointment, and suddenly saw a date.

February fourteenth, Valentine's Day.

Just four days later!

Song Chuman was so excited that he searched a lot of information about how to spend Valentine's Day and what gifts to buy in the bathroom by himself, until Lu Zhao urged him outside to go out.

Song Chuman quickly responded, put away his phone and went out.

He has been very excited today, so Lu Zhao didn't see any other intentions.

Besides what gift to buy, Song Chuman also had to consider how to buy it

If he wanted to surprise Lu Zhao, he had to buy it secretly behind his back, which was a bit difficult.

Maybe...he could ask Xiao Fang for help.

When the cake was delivered in the evening, Song Chuman couldn't eat it anymore, and Lu Zhao didn't eat it either. He tasted a few bites and put them in the refrigerator.

All the gifts were placed one by one. As for the car Lu Zhao gave, Song Chuman hadn't taken his driver's license test yet, so Lu Zhao took care of it for the time being.

The day passed like this. Although only Lu Zhao was with him and the two of them never went out, Song Chuman was very satisfied.

Tong Yihang also took the time to send him blessing text messages and red envelopes, and Song Chuman took pictures of the gifts he received and sent them to him.

[An]: These are all given to me by Lu Zhao [Happy][Happy]

But Tong Yihang has not replied, he is probably busy.

When sleeping at night, Song Chuman kept pinching Lu Zhao's palm and fingers, and compared them with his own.

After following Lu Zhao to the company the next day, Song Chuman started to prepare.

He wanted to buy a pair of rings. He touched Lu Zhao's ring finger quietly last night, and he probably knew it. When Lu Zhao was going to a meeting, he quietly left the company and went to the nearest jewelry store.

Before Song Chuman left, he took off his watch and put it on the sofa in the lounge, turned around and took two steps before stopping.

He hesitated, but put on the watch anyway.

Lu Zhao is in a meeting, so he probably...wouldn't have noticed.

Xiao Fang has already arranged a car for him to pick up and drop him off. At least it won't take too much time on the road. If Song Chuman can't choose one he is satisfied with, he will send him to another house to have a look.

Song Chuman left from the back door of the lounge, took the freight elevator downstairs, and arrived at the jewelry store a few minutes later.

The driver was waiting for him outside. When Song Chuman stepped into the store, the clerk greeted him warmly: "Hello, welcome! What do you want to see?"

Song Chuman pulled down the scarf a little and showed his face: "Do you have any men's rings?"

"Yes, this way please." The clerk took him to a counter and introduced and recommended him.

Song Chuman quickly fell in love with a ring. It was very simple in style, with a smooth silver body and a small square diamond inlaid in the middle.

He tried it on his ring finger, and asked the clerk to take another size up and put it together.

The clerk was a little surprised, but quickly returned to normal and packed it for Song Chuman.

After buying the ring, Song Chuman went back quietly. He threw the bag in the trash can downstairs, and put the two boxes in his coat pocket. His coat was thick, so he couldn't find it unless he looked carefully.

Not long after returning to the lounge, Lu Zhao came to find Song Chuman after the meeting.

Xiao Fang stood at the door and secretly gestured "ok" to Song Chuman, Song Chuman was relieved.

Lu Zhao didn't seem to notice it, and asked him, "I'm a bit busy today, so I have to go back later, so I'll eat outside tonight?"

Song Chuman nodded: "Okay."

After returning home at night, Song Chuman put the two rings in a drawer in his room.

Everything is ready, just waiting for Valentine's Day.

On the night of NO.13, Lu Zhao said to Song Chuman, "Honey, it's Valentine's Day tomorrow."

Song Chuman blinked: "Yes."

"I'm not going to the company tomorrow, do you want to go somewhere to play?" Lu Zhao asked again, "I also booked a movie ticket for the evening show."

Song Chuman followed him, so the two went to the amusement park the next day.

But on this day, the amusement park was too crowded, and there were couples everywhere. After playing for a long time, Song Chuman took Lu Zhao to a place where there were few people, and sat and chatted with a cup of hot milk tea.

After dinner in the evening, go to the movies.

Song Chuman put both rings in his pockets before going out in the morning, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity all day.

Seeing that he was back home and ready to wash and go to bed, he grabbed Lu Zhao and said with a blushing face, "I... bought you a Valentine's Day gift."

Lu Zhao knew it a long time ago, and now he still showed surprise and joy: "Really?"

"Give me your hand." Full of mystery, Song Chu pulled Lu Zhao's hand in front of him, took out the ring from his pocket, and put it on his ring finger.

...It won't fit, it's too small.

In a panic, Song Chuman realized that he might have picked it up by mistake, so he quickly changed to another ring. This time the ring was just right, and it was worn on Lu Zhao's ring finger, shining brightly under the light.

"This..." Lu Zhao was stunned. He knew that Song Chuman bought a Valentine's Day gift, but he didn't know that what he bought was a ring.

Seeing that his expression was different, Song Chuman said nervously, "You, don't you like it?"

Lu Zhao regained his senses, stretched out his hand and hugged Song Chuman tightly, and sighed softly: "I like it, I like it very much."

Song Chuman was relieved, took out another one, and said, "I have one too, we are a couple!"

"Yeah." Lu Zhao took it over and looked at it, and it was exactly the same, but it was one size smaller.

He helped Song Chuman put it on with his own hands, and kissed the back of his hand: "My dear, I bought you something too."

Under Song Chuman's expectant eyes, Lu Zhao took out a flat square box, placed it beside the bed, and signaled Song Chuman to open it.

This shaped box... is it a scarf?

Song Chuman opened the lid and froze in place.

He looked up at Lu Zhao, his face began to steam.

Inside the box is a cat ear headband and a fluffy cat tail.