Tick ​​tick

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, Song Qiyou followed the clock to the house where the clock had been struggling alone for two months.The basic decoration has been completed, and the clock said that someone will come to clean it in two days. After cleaning, it will hang out for a month or two before they go to buy furniture.

The empty house and the dust and sawdust covered on the ground can already make Song Qiyou feel warm, he held the hand of the clock and said, "Okay."

The clock hummed happily, and Ren Song Qiyou led him to the balcony.There were lights and festoons in the community, and the clock looked at the red New Year atmosphere and suddenly realized something: "Mr. Song, do you need to go home?"

In fact, Song Qiyou received a text message from Song's mother the day before yesterday, saying that the meeting was over and they would return home after playing in France for a few days, and Song Qiyou was ready to go home.But several times when he wanted to talk to the clock, he was distracted by other irrelevant topics of the clock. If the clock hadn't mentioned it, he probably would have forgotten about it.

"Ah, yes, I forgot to tell you all the time. I'm going home on the seventh day of the lunar new year, and I'll stay for four days."

"Ms. Song can forget all this." Zhong Zhong was not very happy and frustrated, "Does it take so long to go back?"

Of course four days is not a long time, it's just that the clock doesn't want to leave Song Qiyou for a minute.Seeing him frustrated, Song Qiyou held him in his arms and purred: "Do you want to go back with me?"

The clock sounded brighter: "Shall I pretend to be a girl and go back with you?"

"You can wear a skirt, but you don't have to pretend to be a girl."

"How can I do that?" Clock's head moved closer to Song Qiyou, his voice muffled again, "Uncles and aunts definitely won't like me."

Song Qiyou never prepared that his conservative parents would like clocks.He said: "Whether they like you or not has nothing to do with us, as long as I like you."

"I used the wrong word. It's not a matter of liking, they won't accept me at all."

The sharpness of the clock can be nerve-wracking at times.Song Qiyou comforted him: "That has nothing to do with us. But we still have to tell them, okay?"

not good.not good.not good.Song Qiyou said that the clock would not agree, but when Song Qiyou packed his things, he began to worry again:

"You are so old, will your uncles and aunts arrange a blind date for you in this great New Year atmosphere of national celebration?"

"Will they ask you if you have a girlfriend? If you ask, you can say 'no'. I am not a girlfriend, but a boyfriend, so I am not lying to them. But if you say 'no', will auntie Introduce the daughter of the aunt of the roommate of the son of the boss’s son of her colleague’s sister to you?”

"Will they not let you come back on time? Will they take you for a walk after dinner every night? Will they meet your high school classmate while walking, and find that she is very beautiful now, or a company manager , think you and her are talented and beautiful?"

Song Qiyou didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not that old. And my parents only ask me how I'm doing in scientific research, they don't ask about relationships, they don't arrange blind dates, and they don't have the habit of taking walks. They won't let me go when school starts. Come back. Also, my deskmate in high school is a boy."

"That's good. Young people should abandon small love and love, dedicate themselves to their careers, and contribute to the prosperity of the motherland."

Song Qiyou saw that his expression didn't look "good" at all, and wanted to make him happy: "Who did you introduce to me just now?"

Clock is unhappy, clock is worried: "Aunt's daughter of roommate's son of sister of aunt's colleague."

Song Qiyou thought he made it up casually, but he didn't expect him to remember it. He was stunned for a moment, and asked seriously: "Clock, do you want to go with me? You live in a hotel. I'll visit you when I'm free?"

"No. I can't help but look for you after following me. It would be too bad if my uncles and aunts find out." Zhong Zhong drooped his head, and after a moment of boredom, he suddenly became firm. Days and nights; if you can't bear it, you will make a big mess; if you are a man, you can bend and stretch——I will try my best not to miss you!"

Ah.

Not long after Song Qiyou got off the plane, he received a call from the clock: "Mr. Song? Are you there yet? The weather forecast says that it's raining where you are, and the umbrella is on the outermost layer of your suitcase. Teacher Song, don't mess with flowers, come back on time. "

As if the clock was beside him, the quiet-looking young man was particularly noisy. Song Qiyou smiled softly: "I have already bought the ticket, and I will come back on time. Clock, don't worry."

Song Qiyou's family is a typical scholarly family, which pays special attention to family education.Such a family will inevitably lose some ordinary fun, but compared to fun, Song Qiyou seems to be more attractive as a "child of someone else's family".

As Song Qiyou expected, Song's father and Song's mother didn't care about his emotional life, they only asked about his work situation, but during New Year's greetings, his seven aunts and eight aunts always asked him if he was in a relationship.He himself does not object to admitting that he is in love, but love is a matter between two people. Zhong Zhong is not willing to disclose it to his relatives and friends for the time being. .

When at home, apart from having meals and sitting together as a family, everyone does their own things during the rest of the time.The day before returning to S City, Song Qiyou had nothing left to do. After dinner, he searched for gadgets from his childhood in his room to see if there was anything he could bring back to the clock tomorrow.

The clock is sure to be happy.

Thinking of the clock, the clock's WeChat came, and he asked Song Qiyou to go to a nearby hotel to get a room card and go to room 609.Song Qiyou thought that the clock still couldn't help running to see him, so he said to Song's father and Song's mother, "A college classmate happens to be here for the New Year, I'll go meet him", and went to the place he said.

But no one opened the door.Song Qiyou was puzzled and called the clock.

"Mr. Song."

The clock sounded softly, a little panting, and Song Qiyou's heart skipped a beat.He locked the door, didn't turn on the light, sat on the bed far away from the door, and asked, "Clock, I'm here, what can I do?"

"Mr. Song, your voice is really nice. Say a few more words."

Song Qiyou seemed to understand something: "Clock, you..."

"Ms. Song, don't bully me. Mr. Song knows what I'm doing, right?" Clock is a little anxious, "Hurry up and say something I like to hear."

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When Song Qiyou returned home, Song's father and Song's mother were all in the living room, he rubbed the hem of his clothes with his palms guiltyly, and said, "I'm back."

Mother Song pushed the presbyopic glasses, her gaze shifted from the document she was reading to his face: "The classmate left?"

"Yes. The classmate is gone."

"Are you on the plane tomorrow afternoon? Do you want to pack something?"

"It's the plane tomorrow afternoon, I'm packing it now."

"Okay, after you return to S University, you have to continue..."

Song Qiyou turned from guilty conscience to helplessness: "...do your research well."

Although Song Qiyou went home once or twice a year, Song's father and Song's mother had no intention of sending their son to the airport.Song Qiyou waved his hand to hail a taxi, and as soon as he sat in, he heard a long list from the driver:

"Mr. Song, I'm sorry, it's not a waste of money. I thought that it would be useful for your family to buy a car here sooner or later. If we don't need it, we can give it to our uncles and aunts. So it's really not a waste of money. Don't be angry. I will save other expenses recently."

Song Qiyou petrified for ten seconds and shouted, "Clock?"

"Hi, it's me. Our watch family has a rule that you have to love whoever you call by name." Clock slightly pursed his lips, "Mr. Song, long time no see."

Among the tens of thousands of sentences, Song Qiyou can always choose the least emotional one: "Why are you here today?"

Human beings have a very strong learning ability. On the basis of learning to selectively ignore meaningless words, the clock has further learned to turn decay into magic.He slowed down the car and parked it on the side of the road, and asked, "Mr. Song, do you want to take the co-pilot?" He replied, "I'll kiss you."

If he hadn't just said "I will save other expenses in the near future", the clock would definitely be comfortable and even open a room to make it comfortable before returning to S city.The difference between ideal and reality is really a lot of kisses and a lot of sex, Zhong Zhong reluctantly followed Song Qiyou through the security check and thought.

Still, the clock lifted them both up.Flying to pick up the car and waiting to pick up Song Qiyou made him a little tired. After the plane took off, he closed his eyes and rested with the people around him, and asked, "Are you going to work when you get back?"

"Yes."

The graduate students have already started to do experiments, and Deng Jian went back to school early to follow up.Song Qiyou thought that Zhong Zhong would be depressed at home again during the day and wanted to comfort him, but Zhong Zhong said softly, "Song Qiyou, I want to open a bookstore and learn how to mix wine."

The author has something to say: the ellipsis part is the same as before, go to the CP forum to read or wait for me to finish posting the txt, JJ can’t drive the car, so please forgive me, thank you for reading, tweet me (heart)