sing and be the wind

What about Changge?His hands are for painting, what if you get caught?Are you going to be beaten? ? ?Yes or no? "

Chengcheng's cat life suddenly became enlightened, and after a morning's training, he finally understood the word "beaten", and stretched out the tip of his claws again in Jin Songfeng's palm.

Jin Songfeng just stared at it without saying a word, Cheng Cheng immediately faltered again, silently retracted his paws, and gave a "meow" in humiliation, and lowered his head to lick Jin Songfeng's palm.

"Meow——" Chengcheng stretched out her front paws from Jin Songfeng's palm and rubbed her head against him.

"Meow meow." I'm hungry!

"Meow meow, meow meow. Meow is useless. Come on, can this move?" Jin Songfeng took out a stack of drawing paper, which was colorful and crumpled.

Qu Changge recognized that it was probably his own waste manuscript, and he could throw away more than ten or twenty manuscripts a day. I don't know how Jin Songfeng picked it up again and smoothed it out one by one.

But he couldn't care less about being moved. He even heard Jin Songfeng meow like a cat in his lifetime. He couldn't hold back his laughter until his stomach ached.

"Meow——" Chengcheng felt so wronged, and didn't know what to do, she stretched out her paw tremblingly.Sure enough, he was tapped lightly again.

"Meow!" The cat became angry and arched its body

"Meow!" Jin Songfeng also yelled at him in a low voice, "Be quiet! Your Changge father is still sleeping!"

"Good boy." He took the cat into his arms and smoothed the fur perfunctorily, "Come on, Chengcheng. This one can't be moved either. This is Changge's painting. You can tear anything at home, but these drawing papers can't be moved." .”

Changge was about to laugh like crazy, covered his mouth and quietly went back to the room, got into the quilt and laughed tremblingly.

When he got up and went downstairs after another sleep, Jin Songfeng was no longer there.

"Meow Meow Meow——" Chengcheng circled around his feet affectionately, rubbing his little head against his ankle.

"Chengcheng, our Chengcheng is so obedient and beautiful." Qu Changge bent down and hugged Chengcheng, who stretched out his neck and licked Changge.

Changge stretched out his hand to tease him, and Chengcheng also stretched out his claws to hit him, but the tip of the sharp claws had been obediently hidden in the flesh pad.

"Long Song." Aunt Han smiled and brought out the breakfast and put it on the table, "Feed the kitten some food. It has been barking all morning, but my husband won't let me feed it, so I asked you to feed it."

"Okay." Qu Changge also kissed Chengcheng, knowing that Jin Songfeng was making himself blush, so that the kitten could get acquainted with him as soon as possible and get intimate, "Pour Chengcheng's food."

"Meow——" Cheng Cheng leaned over her head, and kissed Chang Ge's face with the tip of her nose.

Jin Songfeng's face was dark all morning, and he began to scold people as soon as he entered the office.It made the whole floor feel uneasy.

"The cat you were looking for?"

"Yeah." The new girl in the secretary team was about to cry, and she didn't know where she made a mistake.

"I won't let you find a good one?" Jin Songfeng pinched the bridge of his nose and taught the cat all morning, he was about to cry.

"Good boy." The little girl's eyes were full of confusion, "The cattery owner said that although it is not a cat breed, this cat's fur is gentle and beautiful, and the cat is also good. It doesn't usually bark."

The more the little girl spoke, the more confident she became: "Aren't you good? Very, very good. I saw it too, and I can't even compete with other cats for dinner—"

Jin Songfeng thought that when he came down to drink water at 03:30 in the morning, he saw that Chengcheng was not sleeping in the middle of the night, and that he had hidden the drawing paper under the sofa before pulling himself, and he suddenly felt bad.It took three hours for one person to educate one cat.

"Forget it. Let's go." He waved his hands tiredly.It's because I'm being harsh, so I can't scold the employees for this kind of thing.

"Boss Jin, that cat—" the little girl's voice was low.

"Keep it. The family likes it very much." He thought of Chang Ge's pleasantly smiling face holding the cat again, and his anger turned calm, and his face was no longer black.

"Give you a raise."

—tbc

End tonight.Changge Songfeng is grateful for meeting you.Love everyone!

【nine】

"Aunt Han, where's Chengcheng?" Qu Changge stepped on a soft mop, holding a can of cats in one hand and a pen in the other.

"I haven't seen it for a long time, and I haven't heard a cat meowing." Qu Changge put the things in his hand aside, bent down on the carpet and looked under the sofa, but there was no cat.

"I didn't see it." Aunt Han wiped the water stains on her hands and started to help find it.

Qu Changge got up and started searching room by room.When he found the storage room, he realized that he had lived in this corner room for so long, but he had never been in this corner room.

He pushed open the door: "Meow, meow, orange?"

Without the expected dust and old objects, he fumbled to turn on the light by the door, and the wall in front of him was covered with his photos.Qu Changge stood there in a daze, still holding the switch with his hand and forgot to put it down.

He walked over and looked at them one by one, and there were even small characters written under some of the photos.Fell into the snow when I was skiing at the age of ten, "Changge didn't cry, it's so lonely, but it's good"; I was covered with cream on my 15th birthday, "It's been five years, I'm in Japan, and the firework festival is beautiful"; At the age of 19, the first scene, with a mask but unconcealable nervousness, "grow up"; at the age of 24, the face sleeping in the car after the wedding, "together, finally"...

Those pasts that he remembered and did not remember were recorded into the photo album one by one, and after a long waiting period, they appeared in front of Qu Changge with tenderness and love.

There were countless boxes on the low shelf, and Qu Changge opened a few at random. They were all gifts that Jin Songfeng wanted to give but didn't.There were also neat yards of unsent letters, and he took one and opened it.

"Send it to a pastry chef. Changge likes it very much. I ate an extra sea salt milk cap."

"Dessert chef." Qu Changge read softly.

He looked up and saw a photo at hand. He was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, his lips were dry and peeling, and his head was wrapped in thick gauze.

Qu Changge was confused, and looked back and forth at the photo carefully, only to find the five words "Be obedient, wake up" scrawled in the corner.

He didn't remember being sick like that, so sick that he almost couldn't wake up.The past pierces through time and space and stabs hard into the head.

The letter slipped from his fingers.

Qu Changge crouched down slowly holding his head.

"Meow—" Chengcheng poked her head from the door, ran over shaking her head, and rubbed against Qu Changge worriedly.

Changge relieved the pain, wiped off the cold sweat, and picked up the cat: "Where did the little thing go? Get out, don't destroy the little treasure house that your father worked so hard to make."

"Yaoya, my head hurts again."

"Okay, okay, don't quarrel, don't quarrel, I have a headache again."

Qu Changge was leaning on the bay window of the studio, eating the sea salt cake just brought from downstairs, while calling Ji Yanya.

"Then I'll see you this weekend."

He inserted the last piece of cake with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth. With the familiar taste, the new dessert chef turned out to be the one he had been with for many years.

Because the salary has always been paid by Jin Songfeng, so after he got married, he moved out to live with Jin Songfeng, so he naturally left the Qu family to follow him.

Jin Songfeng.

Qu Changge and Ji Yanya met in Ji Yanya's studio.

"Are you sure?" Ji Yanya looked at the person lying on the medical chair, and carefully confirmed again.

"Let's start." Qu Changge closed his eyes.

"Didn't you say it's okay before, just forget it if you forget it?"

"Yaoya, let's start." Qu Changge didn't want to say more.

Ji Yanya drew the heavy curtains, turned on the soft music, sat down and opened a book, and read in a low and melodious voice: "You are at the seaside, and in the distance is an endless sea, gentle waves, circling gulls... ..."

Qu Changge had a long dream. He was deeply trapped in the dream, but he couldn't wake up when he wanted to wake up.

He saw his mother gently put the scarf on him, touched the top of his head, and then closed his eyes forever.

He saw the continuous drizzle at the funeral. Jin Songfeng, wearing a black formal suit, squatted down and hugged him in his arms.

When Jin Songfeng was ten years old, he was kicked out of the house willfully by himself, and there was also a gift box thrown out of the door, and a koala doll rolled out of the paper box.He seemed to see it more clearly. Isn't Jin Songfeng's face very pretty, is he angry with himself?

Passing by Jin Songfeng with a glass of wine at the banquet, he felt the gaze following behind him, and he regretted it, but after being alienated for too long, he didn't know how to get acquainted.

Qu Changge lay trembling on the medical chair covered in cold sweat, frowning tightly.

"Long song." Ji Yanya pushed him, trying to wake him up.

When the car accident happened, he brought a box of paintings with him, and wanted to go to Jin's house to find Jin Songfeng for reconciliation.The crash was deliberate, and he disappeared from the car in the chaos that followed.

His eyes were covered with blood from his forehead, and he woke up again in a dilapidated warehouse, his hands and feet were tied, and he had a stomachache from not eating for a long time. He curled up but bit his lip and dared not make a sound.

The iron door was opened, and a big man with a scar on his face came in with an iron bar, cursing, and there was the sound of dogs barking outside.

"Mad doesn't seem to be hurt seriously enough. Qu Xingyuan is still unwilling to take out the money. Isn't he an only son? Fuck!" The big man spit out the cigarette in his mouth, and waved the iron rod, "I've crippled him Legs, record the fuckin' for me, and send it to Qu Xingyuan to have a look!"

The iron rod was swung but did not fall, the alarm bell and gun rang outside the door, the big man was kicked aside, and then subdued by the rushing police.

Someone knelt down in front of him, blocking the glare of the sunlight coming in from the door.

That trembling hand touched his face, and knelt beside him, wanting to hug him but not daring to move.

"Chang Ge, Zai Zai, Zai Zai, don't sleep, can you hear me?"

"I'm sorry, Zai Zai, I'm sorry I'm late, I'm sorry..."

He struggled to open his eyes.

He vaguely saw Jin Songfeng's frightened face.

He passed out.

When Qu Changge woke up with tears streaming down his face, he looked at the sky