How's your day

Song Yu's hair was still purple, untied, hanging on his shoulders.After a few mouthfuls of lobster, he lifts his arms and pushes his interfering hair back.

Cheng Fei couldn't stand it anymore, and helped him pin his hair behind his ears, "You always dye your hair unhealthy."

Song Yu ate the crayfish and said vaguely: "What age is it? Why do you think so feudally? What's unhealthy?"

Cheng Fei said: "The hair quality will become bad." In fact, what he said was a bit against his will, especially now that his subordinates are still touching Song Yu's hair, it doesn't look bad at all, it's very silky.

Sure enough, Song Yu shook her hair, her voice full of complacency, "Look at my hair, can you find a second one with better hair quality than mine?"

Cheng Fei was speechless, and helped him to pin his messy hair behind his ears so that he could eat more easily.

Song Yu pointed at him with a gloved finger, "Actually, it would look good if you dyed your hair, it's brown, not too yellow, the dark one."

"I don't dye it." Cheng Fei refused, he thought black was pretty.

The corners of Song Yu's eyes were full of disdain, "Damn it, it's a shame you're so many years younger than me."

Speaking of this, Cheng Fei was a little curious, "How old are you older than me?"

Song Yu glanced at him and said, "I'm three years older than you."

Cheng Fei calculated, "22?"

"Hmm." Song Yu spat out the shell in his mouth.

Song Yu's age should be the age of college, but he obviously doesn't go to school anymore, and earns money by singing in bars.

After Song Yu finished killing a large pot of crayfish, Cheng Fei worked tirelessly to help him clean up all the residue, and even went downstairs to throw the large bags of garbage sorted out at Song Yu's house into the trash can.

After he went upstairs, Song Yu had a rare conscience and told him that he had worked hard.

Cheng Fei knew that what he said was not sincere, so he snorted, "It's okay, I'm a little tired now, and I won't be the one who gets tired at night."

Song Yu raised his middle finger at him and rubbed his belly, "I'm too stuffed to exercise vigorously, otherwise I might have to vomit if I hit him."

Cheng Fei looked at him with a smile, and said calmly, "It's okay, I'll wait for you to digest. "

"That's not okay." Song Yu said, "Don't you know that you have to wait for four hours after the meal, or it would be terrifying, you don't want to think about that, don't you understand what I mean?"

Cheng Fei gritted his teeth, veins popping out of his forehead, he couldn't do anything about this open-mouthed person in front of him.He said word by word: "It's okay, then I'll wait for four hours, anyway, I'm not ready to go home at this time."

Song Yu had nothing to say, so he could only stretch his waist, "Then just wait, I'll go to bed first, and call me when it's time."

Of course Cheng Fei couldn't wake Song Yu up in the middle of the night, so he carried Song Yu back to the bed without doing anything, and did it on the spot.

Song Yu kept saying that I was going to vomit, I was going to vomit, Cheng Fei moved his lower body mercilessly, bent down and kissed his back, and said, "You vomit, I will wash the sheets after you vomit."

...In the end, Song Yu didn't spit it out, but was beaten half to death, and fell on the bed with no strength at all after the incident.

Cheng Fei hugged him contentedly, kissed the corner of his lips tenderly, and carried him into the bathroom.

Cheng Fei woke up before dawn the next day, and he had to sneak back before his parents got up. When he left, Song Yu was still awake, sleeping soundly on the bed.Cheng Fei helped him tuck the quilt up, stroked his hair, then got dressed and went out.

When he got home, the house was still quiet, mom and dad were still awake, Cheng Fei was careful not to make a sound, and went back to his room like a thief, Lin Xuan was still asleep on the bed.

He took off his clothes, changed into home clothes, and hung the changed clothes back in the closet. At this moment, Lin Xuan moved on the bed and was awakened by him. After a few seconds, he raised his head and looked at him in a daze.

Seeing that he woke up, Cheng Fei said with some embarrassment: "Woke you up?"

Lin Xuan shook his head slightly, yawned, and sat up, "It's time to wake up."

"You don't want to sleep for a while?" Cheng Fei glanced at his phone, it was still early.

"Don't sleep anymore." Lin Xuan said, "You just came back?"

"Yeah." Cheng Fei nodded.

Lin Xuan didn't say anything, and got off the bed, "I'll go back and brush my teeth, and come back when I have breakfast."

In the past few days, Cheng Fei has been chatting with Song Yu on the mobile phone almost every day, and they didn't talk about anything, just some meaningless things.Have you eaten, what are you eating, what are you doing, are you rehearsing.Sometimes Song Yu would also send him some hair pieces of various colors, or send him a new microphone box.

When Song Yu didn't respond to his messages, Cheng Fei would keep looking at his phone, unlocking and locking the screen meaninglessly.

Click on their chat history, scroll up to see their previous conversations, scroll down and go back to the end, if there is no reply, then lock the screen and put the phone aside.

Just keep repeating.

Cheng Fei felt that his state was a bit strange.

Speaking of which, his current relationship with Song Yu is also a bit unclear, and it is not clear what is going on.

Say they are boyfriends, obviously not.

But they have both slept so many times.

But if you say they are friends with benefits, it doesn't seem right.

The boundaries between them have gone beyond friends with benefits.

Anyway, they are so confused and get along with each other inexplicably.

Sometimes Cheng Fei would have the urge to ask Song Yu what was going on with them now.

But he dared not speak.

He admits that he has an inexplicable liking for Song Yu in his heart, maybe not much, but there is always.

Song Yu was like a fire, which caught off guard and burned in his world, spreading when he didn't notice.

Bright and sharp.

Let him want to approach but dare not approach.

Cheng Fei has not had time to go to Wulong recently, so he has not been able to meet Song Yu. Song Yu seems to be very busy recently and often does not reply to his messages.

After another weekend, Cheng Fei didn't go home and went to Oolong at night.

He sent Song Yu a message on the way, but did not receive a reply.When he arrived at Oolong, for some reason, there was no performance on the stage. Now it was time to perform, but the band did not appear.

The other people in the bar were obviously also a little strange. Many people came for the performance of Song Yu's band. At this time, many people called the bartender to ask what was going on.

Cheng Fei sat in his seat and waited for a while, but the band still didn't come out to perform. He called Song Yu, but he didn't answer until he hung up automatically.

He was a little anxious in his heart, wondering if something happened to Song Yu.At this time, the bar had announced that there would be no show tonight, and many people left angrily, blaming the bar for not having a show and not letting them know in advance, which made their trip useless, and the bartenders all bowed and apologized.

Cheng Fei glanced around, and according to his memory from last time, he got up and walked backstage.The bartenders around were busy apologizing to the guests, but no one noticed him, and he walked backstage smoothly.

As soon as he walked to the corridor, before he got close to the door, he heard a loud knocking sound from inside the door, like the sound of a chair hitting the wall.

Cheng Fei took two quick steps and pushed the door. There was no lock, the door was pushed open, and the scene in the room unfolded before Cheng Fei's eyes.

"Brother Song, why do you want to give him money!" Yu Yao stood angrily in the middle of the room, with a somewhat crippled chair lying beside his feet, apparently he was the one who just threw the chair against the wall, "Why does she owe the money?" Want you to pay it back? Isn't what you gave her back enough!"

The room was in a mess, everything that could be smashed was smashed, even Song Yu's favorite microphone fell to the ground, the box had already been broken, and fell apart beside the microphone.

Song Yu was sitting on the sofa that was so hard to rest, with bruises hanging from the corners of his mouth and a trace of bloodshot eyes. He was dejected, without a trace of energy, and did not respond to Yu Yao's angry questioning.

Yu Yao obviously didn't want to ask an answer, he was just angry and vented his emotions by roaring.

There were only the two of them in the room, and Jiang Yulei and Chen Chen didn't know where they went.

Cheng Fei walked in, strode towards Song Yu, squatted in front of him, looked at the corner of his injured mouth, reached out to touch him, but was afraid of hurting him.

"What's going on?" He asked Song Yu in a low voice, as if afraid of scaring him.

Hearing his voice, Song Yu refocused her blank eyes, glanced at Cheng Fei in front of her, and said softly, "It's nothing."

His voice was full of tiredness, exhausted.

Cheng Fei didn't dare to touch the corner of his mouth, but only lightly touched his cheek, "Who hit him?"

Song Yu shook his head and said nothing.

Cheng Fei looked back at Yu Yao, Yu Yao said to him irritably, "Don't ask me, just ask him." After speaking, he kicked the chair by his feet away and walked out of the room.

Only Song Yu and Cheng Fei were left in the room. Cheng Fei persisted in looking at Song Yu and staring at him, neither of them spoke.

It took a long time before Song Yu spoke. He tried his best to keep his voice from trembling, "I'm so tired."

Cheng Fei looked at him and felt his heart was about to break.

He stroked Song Yu's hair, helped him smooth out the messy hair, then hugged him, and pressed his forehead against his.

Fuck it with only a little liking.

He just likes Song Yu, many, many points.

"I'm so tired," Song Yu's voice began to tremble, with a hint of crying, "I'm really tired."

Cheng Fei hugged him, hugging him tightly, feeling the trembling of Song Yu's body.

Song Yu's tears dripped on Cheng Fei's neck, and the warm liquid flowed down Cheng Fei's neck into his heart.

"It's okay." Cheng Fei said softly, "I will accompany you."

Song Yu hugged him back, tightly grasping Cheng Fei's back with both hands, exhausting all her strength.

Cheng Fei didn't ask what happened again, he just squatted in front of Song Yu, hugged him with both hands, and accompanied him quietly.