New year greeting

On the day of Qixi Festival, Song Xinyuan finished the promotion work of "Rush" and stayed at home.He wanted to go out on a date with Feng Deng, but that day was Tuesday, Feng Deng went to work early in the morning, and he didn't know when he would be back.

At noon, Song Xinyuan was lying on the sofa, scrolling through Weibo boredly, collecting a bunch of emoticons of frogs and cuckoos.He himself was happy for a long time, poking Feng Deng's head, hesitating between "lonely" and "not alone", finally gave up selling miserably, and asked Feng Deng if he had eaten.

"Well, have you eaten yet?"

"I'm not hungry, I'll eat later. Do you know what day it is?"

He regretted it as soon as he finished asking. If Feng Deng didn't remember Valentine's Day, it would be so embarrassing. He could only pray that Feng Deng ignored him, but Feng Deng really ignored him, and he still didn't reply after a long time.He stared at the phone, feeling grateful and disappointed, and thought angrily, why does Feng Deng have no sense of ritual at all?He ordered a bowl of noodles sullenly, and went to take a nap after eating.

In the afternoon, Song Xinyuan opened his eyes in a daze, swiped away the phone screen, and saw a red envelope sent by Feng Deng, which said: "Eat enough, not lonely."

Where is this playing?Song Xinyuan clicked on the red envelope and was stunned. Unexpectedly, Feng Deng followed the trend and sent him 520 yuan.I didn't realize that Feng Deng was actually a good surfer.Song Xinyuan asked in confusion: "What does the red envelope mean? Has a little girl confessed to you?"

"No, I didn't have time to say it before I left in the morning." Feng Deng said.

"Say what?" Song Xinyuan asked stupidly.

"Happy Tanabata."

Those four simple words seem to have magical powers, making Song Xinyuan's heart beat faster.Song Xinyuan smiled, blushing and replied with two words: "I love you."

The next moment, Feng Deng said: "Work overtime tonight, don't wait for me, eat well."

"..." Song Xinyuan had to suspect that this was the real purpose of Feng Deng's red envelopes.He cleared his throat and uttered a voice, "Lonely."

Afterwards, he stared at his phone while sitting on the bedside reading the script, but he never got a response. When it was dark, he confirmed that Feng Deng would not come back. He felt a little disappointed, so he slowly got up, opened the refrigerator and closed it again. up.

He nestled in the house for a day, and his appetite was poor.He changed into sportswear, put on a hat and a mask, and was about to go out for a walk, taking a look at the delicious food on the street.Eating alone is boring, and it's not worth cooking. Only when two people are there can their house feel like home.

Song Xinyuan walked out, passing the small garden in front of the villa.In spring, Song Xinyuan and Feng Deng planted cucumbers and roses in the field respectively. Since Song Xinyuan joined the filming group, the follow-up tasks of growing vegetables and flowers fell on Feng Deng's shoulders.Later, the cucumbers matured smoothly and produced many small cucumbers. Song Xinyuan picked some and gave them to Li Mingzhou and others under the signboard of "natural pollution-free vegetables".

At the end of summer and early autumn, cucumbers are out of season, and roses are also withered.Song Xinyuan sighed regretfully, continued to walk forward, reached the gate of the community, and saw a private car approaching.He didn't care, turned his head and left.At this time, the phone rang suddenly, it was Feng Deng calling.

He raised the corner of his lips unconsciously: "Hey, are you done?"

"Come on, are you home?"

"Yeah, I just finished eating and I'm going to take a shower. What time do you get off work?" Song Xinyuan lied calmly. Feng Deng usually worked overtime until late at night, so he wasn't worried about being exposed at all.

"Turn around, I'm behind you."

Song Xinyuan had a bad premonition. He held up his mobile phone and turned around. What he saw was a private car with double flashing lights. The car was very familiar, and the person in the car seemed to be Feng Deng...

"Get in the car." Feng Deng hung up the phone, got up and opened the passenger door, motioning for Song Xinyuan to sit up.

It was less than eight o'clock, and Feng Deng's appearance surprised Song Xinyuan. He hurriedly got into the car and asked happily, "Why are you back? Don't you have to work overtime?"

"Shift change," Feng Deng asked back, "Aren't you going to take a bath, where do you go?"

"I'm hungry, so I'm going out for a meal. Where are we going?" Song Xinyuan changed the subject with a guilty conscience.

"I sold you. What did you have for lunch?"

"...Instant noodles are not soaked, but boiled."

"No nutrition, eat less in the future."

"It's good to eat once in a while, at least it can make me happy. Where do you want to sell me? I'm worthless." Song Xinyuan didn't realize that his words were full of resentment.Even though he didn't say anything, Feng Deng also understood that he had too little time with him recently.

"When eating barbecue, you can eat as much as you want." Feng Deng said.

Song Xinyuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You said before that barbecue is unhealthy."

"It's okay to eat once in a while."

"I want to eat a bunch of burnt—"

"can."

"Spicy—"

"As long as you like it."

After eating the barbecue, the two of them went for a walk in Binhe Park to digest food. There were people coming and going in the park, some walking and some selling things.It coincides with the Qixi Festival, and there are mostly young people selling roses.Song Xinyuan and Feng Deng were walking and met a girl holding a balloon.

The girl's tone was anxious, as if coaxing a child, she stopped Song Xinyuan: "Handsome guy, take a look at the balloon, it's a luminous balloon, no money, just scan the QR code and give it away."

"..." Song Xinyuan shook his head, "Thank you, no need."

Not long after they walked, they vaguely heard a conversation between a mother and daughter next to them.

"Mom, I want balloons."

"That's a lie."

The little girl turned her head three times at each step, looking at the flashing balloon, reluctant to part.Song Xinyuan paused for a moment, then returned to the girl who delivered the balloon, scanned the QR code to ask for a balloon, and silently handed it to the little girl.

The little girl accepted the balloon and said sweetly: "Thank you uncle, it is said that today is Valentine's Day, I wish you as happy as mom and dad."

The girl's mother thanked and apologized embarrassingly, and led the child away, "That kind of talk is for couples, so don't say it indiscriminately."

"Why? Mom, I saw those two uncles holding hands. Aren't they lovers?"

"It's so dark, you must have read it wrong."

"I was absolutely right..."

Around ten o'clock, the two went home to rest. Before getting out of the car, Feng Deng gave Song Xinyuan a box of desserts.Song Xinyuan sniffed and asked, "What is this?"

Feng Deng answered casually: "I bought it on the way home from get off work. You can have it for breakfast tomorrow."

"Is it a gift?"

In the end, Feng Deng gave a faint "hmm".

Song Xinyuan went back to the house to carefully observe the gift from Feng Deng. It was a box of rose cakes with the name of a well-known dessert shop printed on the box. The rose cakes exuded a delicate fragrance, which was more attractive than roses.He gently put the carton in the refrigerator, took off his clothes, and slipped into the bathroom.Feng Deng was taking a bath inside.

It would be a shame not to do something for Valentine's Day.What's more, Feng Deng gave him a gift, and he had nothing to repay him, so he could only promise it with his body.He suddenly hugged Feng Deng's waist, and rubbed back and forth coquettishly, getting his body wet and burning all over.

Feng Deng wiped his face, turned around and put his arms around Song Xinyuan, patted Song Xinyuan's butt: "So good today."

Song Xinyuan squatted down slowly, holding Feng Deng's thing, raised his head, and called obediently: "Husband."

Feng Deng's eyes darkened, he rubbed Song Xinyuan's head, recalled the chat records in the afternoon, and asked abruptly, "What's the name of the frog?"

"..." Song Xinyuan glared at him and opened his mouth.

An hour later, Song Xinyuan lay on the bed panting, completely lost himself, crying and calling Feng Deng to listen.

Feng Deng swallowed Song Xinyuan's tears, quickened his movements, and coaxed him to hug him tighter.Facing that handsome face, Song Xinyuan was bewitched by Feng Deng, obediently obeyed, and in a state of confusion, he grabbed Feng Deng's back and said unwillingly: "Brother bullied me..."

Feng Deng's strength is getting stronger and stronger, as if he wants to expose Song Xinyuan: "I'm not bullying, I'm hurting you. Do you like it?"

"Do not……"

"do not like?"

Song Xinyuan blushed from Feng Deng's blushing, stretched his neck, and said in a sticky tone: "I like it, I like it... Brother, you kiss me——"

Feng Deng lowered his head and bit Song Xinyuan's lips.Song Xinyuan couldn't tell the difference between today and evening, and felt that the hard days had come to an end.

Life is sweet.