sing and be the wind

I made pear juice rock sugar, and then kept it warm in the pot, and it is just right to drink now.Taste Changge quickly, it still doesn't taste like when I was a child. Aunt Han looked at Qu Changge with a smile.

"Drink. Aunt Han has been busy all morning." Jin Songfeng pushed the porridge to Qu Changge.

Qu Changge was sulking: "Didn't you hear what I said? I asked you what happened to the photo? Are you here to talk to me?"

Jin Songfeng was silent, and then hesitated: "I remember you used to only drink these two kinds of porridge. The taste has changed over the years? It doesn't matter, let Aunt Han do what you want to eat. Can I mix a bowl of yogurt for you first? Add berries and Oatmeal, do you want a cake base?"

Qu Changge felt that he could no longer control himself. After all, he was not at the Qu family. Aunt Han was an old man who followed Jin Songfeng again. She had taken care of Qu Changge when she was a child. .He held the bowl and started to drink porridge without saying a word.

Qu Changge eats fast, he doesn't want to stay here and question Jin Songfeng anymore, anyway, he is like his father, he does everything he wants, and he can't tell the truth if he doesn't want to tell you.Oh, no, Jin Songfeng is better than his father, at least he can't lie to himself, he doesn't want to say it, just like now.

Qu Changge ate too fast, accidentally choked and coughed until tears came out.Jin Songfeng hurriedly stood beside him and patted him on the back, Aunt Han was busy pouring water, and the housekeeper had already called the family doctor under Jin Songfeng's command.A group of people suddenly became chaotic.

Qu Changge coughed and waved his hands, signaling to the butler that he was fine and there was no need to call the doctor.It's a joke, the family doctor came to the door on the first morning of the wedding, and it was spread that I didn't know what it was going to be programmed by YY.Qu Changge was so tired, he coughed for a long time, and drank the water fed by Jin Songfeng, and he finally got better.

Jin Songfeng squatted in front of him, and wiped away the tears that had smeared his eyes with his fingertips. Qu Changge was finally able to see clearly. Jin Songfeng's eyes seemed a little sad.

"Changge, I'm sorry." Jin Songfeng held Qu Changge's hand and looked into his eyes, "I don't want to explain anything to you, but it's my fault, I'm sorry, don't be angry."

Qu Changge turned his head away, and didn't want to meet his eyes. He took a few deep breaths: "I may be a little, sorry, I may have a bad temper right now, and I can't control it." He knew he was making a fuss, and the agreement Li also only asked the Jin family to keep Qu Changge's identity secret, and not to take the initiative to reveal Changge's appearance and the identity of the cartoonist.After all, only Jin Songfeng's front appeared in the newspaper, and he only showed his back at best.

"I promise that this kind of thing won't happen in the future." Jin Songfeng lowered his head and kissed the back of Qu Changge's hand.

Qu Changge took his hand out of Jin Songfeng's hand in surprise, looked down at Jin Songfeng, and asked hesitantly: "Aren't we married? Jin Songfeng, you don't really fall in love with me, do you?"

—tbc

【three】

Jin Songfeng stood up and patted Qu Changge's head: "Don't be angry for not going on honeymoon, are you? I will make up for you when I finish my work."

"Use out your temper, I just like your little temper, it doesn't matter."

"I'm going out for a while, don't drink this porridge, have lunch in an hour, eat well, don't let me 'worry. Let's go."

Qu Changge nodded, only to realize that Jin Songfeng had already changed his clothes and was probably just sitting at the table waiting for him to get up.

"Good boy." Jin Songfeng patted his head and left with the housekeeper.

Qu Changge went back to his room after lunch to catch up on the draft. This is a picture book that he and a writer friend in the circle jointly drew.In this issue, he finished his drawing before getting married, so contact the writer and make some adjustments before sending it to the editor.There is still a picture book concept poster in the magazine that has not been drawn.

He leaned against the bay window of the studio, looking at the mountains, lakes, and clouds in the distance.There were many animal pillows and thick blankets on the bay window, and Qu Changge was about to fall asleep comfortably.On his tenth birthday, he said he wanted to ride the Ferris wheel, and Jin Songfeng said he would take him there. Unfortunately, before the promise was fulfilled, Jin Songfeng was kicked out of the house by Qu Changge and blacklisted.

I really want to ride the Ferris wheel.

Qu Changge jumped up, hurriedly opened the easel, and took out the paints. He wanted to paint watercolors.

While washing the paintbrush, he looked at the wedding ring on his left hand. He was afraid that it would get dirty, so he simply took it off. He ran into the bedroom and found a thin silver chain to string it around his neck. Then he returned to the wedding ring. Studio painting.

When Jin Songfeng came back from the entertainment, it was already past ten o'clock at night.He opened the door, and the house was quiet, with warm yellow lights covering every corner of the house.That was his special order. Qu Changge was afraid of the dark and couldn't let him stay in a dark room by himself.

He unscrewed the bedroom door, but no one was inside.After thinking about it, I went to the studio again.

When Qu Changge heard the movement, he turned to look at him with a brush in his hand, his eyes sparkled: "You're back!"

"En." Jin Songfeng walked in and stood behind Qu Changge.

"Have you been drinking?" Qu Changge smelled a little alcohol, spoke briskly, and looked in a good mood, "Aunt Han made you hangover tea, and I'll pour it for you later. Wait for me to drink it, right away That's it."

"I drank a little. It smells like alcohol? It smells bad?" Jin Songfeng looked at Qu Changge's painting seriously.

The bustling city, the feasting, the huge Ferris wheel, the mountains and lakes converging at one point in the distance, and the starry sky above the starry sky, the universe, the planets in the solar system orbiting, and the astronauts chasing the stars in it, The tranquility is wonderful, and then Qu Changge drew a white bird with golden tail feathers in a few strokes, in the jungle, singing all the way, rushing into the galaxy.

"It's okay. The smell is not strong." Qu Changge added two more fish that jumped out to the lake.

Jin Songfeng looked at him, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and they were dirty with paint.The right hand holds the pen, and the left holds the palette.

"Okay! Does it look good?!" Qu Changge excitedly threw the pen on the palette, and then threw it together on the shelf next to it, clapping his hands a few times.

Fingers are bare.

"Where's the ring?" Jin Songfeng frowned.

Qu Changge looked down, and responded casually: "I think it's in the way, so I picked it up."

Jin Songfeng was a little injured, but Qu Changge was still in high spirits, shaking his head and asking him if the painting looked good.

"It's beautiful. Can you give me this painting?" Don't wear it if you don't wear it.

"Success. I'll send it to you tomorrow when I scan it out and send it to Yawen. But before the magazine is published, this painting can't be taken out. Do you need me to frame it for you? Let me see what kind of frame you want. .” Qu Changge was in a great mood, and the drawing that he might not be able to hand in the day after tomorrow was almost finished today.

"Want to ride the Ferris wheel?" Jin Songfeng bent down, hugged Qu Changge from behind, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

"Can you? Go tomorrow?" Qu Changge's eyes lit up all of a sudden, but he sensitively noticed something strange in Jin Songfeng's tone.

"What's wrong with you? Are you tired?" Qu Changge touched Jin Songfeng's hand clasped on his chest, "Shall I go pour you sober tea?"

"I'll go tomorrow night. It's okay, I just want to hug you." Jin Songfeng hugged Qu Changge like a big dog, "Aunt Han said you didn't eat anything tonight, I bought something on the way, and have another meal with me Let's have supper. Okay?"

Qu Changge pushed him: "Then get up quickly! You crushed me to death."

Jin Songfeng drank sober tea with his cup in his arms, and watched Qu Changge sitting opposite him eating small shrimp wontons one by one.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Qu Changge asked him holding a spoon.

Jin Songfeng shook his head: "Watch you eat."

"I suddenly feel that it's good to marry you." Qu Changge tilted his head, "If I suddenly want to eat something in the middle of the night, will you buy it for me?"

"Of course." Jin Songfeng looked into his eyes with a smile, "I have to pick off all the stars for you."

"One time I finished painting at night, and I was very hungry. But it was three o'clock at that time, what can I eat at three o'clock?"

"What should I do?"

"I couldn't sleep, so I drew a small cartoon of a dozen or so small desserts and posted it on Weibo. The drawing is beautiful." Qu Changge ate another small wonton happily.

"And then?" Jin Songfeng actually remembered that fans who stayed up at four o'clock in the middle of the night poisoned Qu Changge in the comments, and pictures of food from all over the world made Qu Changge half dead.He came out the next day, invited an old pastry chef who retired from his own restaurant, and sent him to the Qu family.

"It's a coincidence, don't I really want to eat caramel soufflé at night? It's so strange, a person like my dad hired a pastry chef for me, and I lived in the house the next day. The food I made is very delicious " Qu Changge bit the spoon, a little sad, "It's a pity, it's not easy to eat after getting married and leaving the Qu family."

"One more. I'll live next door, and I can eat whenever I want." Jin Songfeng immediately promised.

"Really? You mean what you say." Qu Changge was happy again, and scooped up a wonton to feed Jin Songfeng.

After Qu Changge finished eating the wontons, he went to take a bath first.Jin Songfeng was still holding the unfinished hangover tea, sitting at the table thoughtfully.

Qu Changge couldn't sleep in bed at all. He got up late and was used to staying up late to catch up on drafts. He didn't feel sleepy at all before twelve o'clock, so he could only close his eyes and silently count sheep in his heart.

As soon as Jin Songfeng came out of the bathroom, he immediately opened his eyes and blinked at Jin Songfeng.

"Can't sleep?" Jin Songfeng lowered his head and tied the belt of his bathrobe.

"Yeah." Qu Changge nodded, and in the next second, Jin Songfeng rushed up and pressed him down through the quilt, "What are you doing? Get up." He felt that he was going to be out of breath.

"Try to see if there is still alcohol." Jin Songfeng said vaguely, smiling