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Song Xinheng's new drama was released in the spring as scheduled, because the audience's own expectations were too low, and after the broadcast, they barely received a no-nonsense evaluation.After Fang Wei scored an objective six points on the rating website, he downloaded a few high-definition stills of Song Xinheng's solo.

After choosing the best-looking one and setting it on the desktop, Fang Wei looked through the comments and saw many short comments mentioning Jiang Qin.

He has good looks and a sense of substitution in his acting skills. What is rare is that his singing and dancing skills as an idol are indeed passable.

It got more attention and didn't become popular, but in fact, it was quite lucky that it didn't become popular.

Fang Wei paid attention to the steady progress of his little idol, but he never showed the fanaticism he had when chasing Song Xinheng back then, and the money that was originally spent chasing stars gradually ran out of places to spend.As long as it is Jiang Qin's event, Song Xinheng will deliver the tickets to him on time, no matter whether he is working in other places or not. Chancheng is booking the tickets, and there are all kinds of related peripherals.

For those that are sold publicly, Fang Wei does not lack any of them. For those that are not available on the market, such as the samples when recording records, Song Xinheng can also lend him the entire copy through the relationship of the company.As for Song Xinheng himself, there is no need for Fang Wei to spend money to support him.

From the first sneak shot to the later pen-hold shot, Song Xinheng's life photos are filled with several hard drives, and the content is taken from getting up to going to bed, all of which are priceless treasures.Fang Wei didn't say anything, but he treasured it very much in his heart. He collected it by category and kept it with his salary card, but he didn't know that the memory card of Song Xinheng's mobile phone was also full of photos of two people.

"Teacher Fang is waiting for someone today?" The little teacher Chen next door smiled: "Papa Du asked about you just now when he picked up the child."

When Song Xinheng can go home at normal time, he will drive to pick up Fang Wei by himself, and occasionally see Du Chenghong who comes to pick up Hu Tao home. After all, there is a relationship between teachers and parents, and the two of them will inevitably meet.Although Song Xinheng was not suspicious, when he saw Du Chenghong, he would unconsciously frown through the car window, and was glimpsed by Hu Tao from the opposite side. The children who were not on the topic looked at Song Xinheng with complicated eyes.

Fang Wei felt cautious at first, but when Du Chenghong opened his mouth, he would always block all topics except walnuts, intentionally lightening Fang Wei's psychological burden. After picking up and dropping off the child and getting into the car, Song Xinheng said, "You don't know, the little girl just now The guy is staring at me again."

At first I didn't feel any hostility, but I just felt that I was wrong, and I realized after watching too much. The undisguised opposition, placed in the pupils of the child, is something that cannot be hidden at all.Song Xinheng didn't think the child had really heard anything, he got used to being stared at a lot, even when Hu Tao hugged Fang Wei's thigh expressionlessly, he even thought the child was a little cute.

The wedding trip was arranged in July after the park closed.

The planned honeymoon is approaching, and with three days left, it happens to be the kindergarten graduation ceremony.

Fang Wei didn't sleep well for several days, and was reluctant to part with those children anyway. When sleeping with Song Xinheng's arms at night, he tightened his arms even tighter than usual.Thinking of Fang Wei's tears at the end of the singing of flowers, Song Xinheng finished his day's work and rushed back to comfort the sentimental teacher Fang, but he didn't want to open the door just now, and a dozen childish little faces were all in one fell swoop towards himself.

After a brief confrontation, Song Xinheng's Adam's apple twitched. Looking at the expressions of the children, he realized that he might look a little fierce.

"You're back." The children were a little nervous at first, but as soon as Teacher Fang spoke, the handsome and fierce elder brother looked less scary. He just took off his coat and sat beside them, waiting quietly for Teacher Fang Dinner was served.

The delicate atmosphere was quickly overwhelmed by laughter and laughter. Song Xinheng later remembered that Fang Wei had mentioned to himself that he wanted to bring a few children home, but he forgot when he was busy.

At first, a few children in the class made this wish, and the scope soon spread to the whole class. Combining various factors, there were more than ten parents who were willing to cooperate with their children's wishes. I heard that Mr. Fang's house could accommodate him, and he could be trusted. He sent his children over on the night of graduation, listed some things to pay attention to, and recorded them densely on dozens of lists.

As long as Fang Wei likes it, Song Xinheng has no objection. A six- or seven-year-old child can be noisy at most. In Song Xinheng's eyes, he is also quite cute, and his likability is comparable to that of quail eggs.These children don't provoke Song Xinheng very much, they are keen to pester Fang Wei to ask this and that. When Song Xinheng buried himself in the soup, a small girl just climbed onto his lap.

Song Xinheng had never seen such a scene before, afraid that the child would fall, he made her sit on his knees firmly by the waist, and when he brought her bowl over, he realized that Fang Wei was not idle, he was feeding and eating. Add soup, take care of a table of children properly.

Hu Tao peeked at Song Xinheng from the opposite side, but Song Xinheng didn't say anything, but just changed the dessert plates to that side.

After a lively meal, the children dug out their favorite toys from the backpacks and suitcases sent by their parents. They had a great time playing upstairs and downstairs. Except for the master bedroom of the two, all areas were covered with curiosity. kids dabble in exploration.Song Xinheng played with them for a while, and when it was almost time to go to bed, he took the list that Fang Wei gave him, and helped the children arrange the beds in several guest rooms.

All the beautiful sheets that can be used at home are used, and the quilt is also soft and fragrant. The children who were originally full of energy were actually arranged by Fang Wei to lie down obediently under the quilt.After finally being coaxed to sleep, Fang Wei rubbed his eyes, and his soft profile was also tired.

"I thought you wouldn't be sleepy." Song Xinheng put the teddy bear next to the little girl's pillow, turned off the lights one by one, and led Fang Wei out who was lying on the edge of the bed.The master bedroom became the last quiet place. After Song Xinheng took a shower, he felt that the lingering sounds in his ears had dissipated.After lying on the soft bed, the fragrance of his body drew Fang Wei closer, and after turning off the light, the distance was even closer.

Song Xinheng turned his head, and his lips touched Fang Wei's eyelashes, fluttering at a very slow frequency, and there was no trace of moisture in his eyes.

Fang Weixu chatted with him about these children, not according to the timeline, just talking a little bit when he remembered something, and stopping to talk about the part he couldn't remember, the soft and soft voice lulled people to sleep, Fang Wei Wei was sleepy, but Song Xinheng listened patiently.

Companionship is always something that people can't let go of, but fortunately, the bitterness of parting is no match for the longing that the future brings to people. Time is so strict, it teaches people to look forward at all times, even if everyone is thinking about the past You have to embrace a new life.

Fang Wei fell asleep, and gradually lost his voice. Song Xinheng helped him tuck the corner of the quilt, and heard the rustling of the door.

The door was closed, Song Xinheng got up and got out of bed, turned on the lights in the corridor, and found that the children who were still huddled in the small quilt just now gathered at the door of the master bedroom in high spirits, some were holding bears in their arms, and some were still naked feet.Song Xinheng opened the door, gestured at them in a low voice condescendingly, with a smile on his lips, got up and went to the downstairs room, and moved some more quilts and pillows.

The bed in the master bedroom is big enough, and a group of children are clinging to Fang Wei, but it's not too crowded.Fang Wei slept soundly, and the children obediently did not make a sound. Song Xinheng arranged a bunch of small pillows and covered them with a small quilt.After giving up his own bed, he lay down on the sofa in the master bedroom, which was rare and comfortable.

He silently said good night, not only to these children, but also to his lover.

As midnight deepens, sleepiness gradually deepens, and the sound of even sweet breathing in the room hides a sweet dream in the room.