How's your day

Cheng Fei sent Song Yu home, bought medicine at the pharmacy on the way, and applied it to Song Yu's wound with a cotton swab after returning home.Song Yu had already fallen asleep on the way, and Cheng Fei carried him back all the way, helped him change his clothes, applied medicine, and covered him with a quilt.

After finishing everything, Cheng Fei sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Song Yu. The light in the room had been turned off, and the moonlight outside the room penetrated into the room.

He knew that he was finished, when he saw Song Yu with a wound on the corner of his mouth in the backstage of Oolong, he knew that he was finished.

Take it easy, he thought.He looked at Song Yu who was sleeping on the bed. Half of Song Yu's face was buried under the quilt, only her eyes and nose were exposed, and the corners of her eyes were still red from crying.

He couldn't get enough of Song Yu like this.

No way, I admit it.

Cheng Fei didn't go back to school the next day and stayed at Song Yu's home.

After Song Yu woke up, she had already returned to her usual state. She didn't see the fragility of yesterday at all. The first thing she said when she saw him was: "Why are you at my house?"

Now Cheng Fei is so pleasing to his eyes. Hearing him say such heartless words makes him feel extremely cute. He said softly, "Are you hungry? Want something to eat, I'll buy it for you."

Song Yu shuddered, with a nauseous expression on his face, "Are you okay? Why is your voice so disgusting, did you eat something bad?"

Ok.

Cheng Fei looked again and felt that he was not so cute anymore.

He returned to his normal tone, "Whether you want to eat pizza or not, I'll order a takeaway."

"Eat," Seinfeld nodded decisively, "Order another salad."

"Go take a shower now." Cheng Fei pointed at him, "I fell asleep without taking a shower yesterday, and I can't bear to call you, so go take a shower now."

"What's the point of not washing for a day." Song Yu sniffed her clothes, "It still smells good, eh? Why does it smell like alcohol?"

"I smeared the medicine on the corner of your mouth, and I'll reapply it after you take a shower. Be careful not to touch it when you wash."

Song Yu, as if he just realized that the corner of his mouth was hurt, reached out to touch it and let out a hiss.

Cheng Fei looked at him helplessly, and grabbed his restless hand, "Don't touch it randomly, and be careful when you take a shower, do you hear me?"

Song Yu obviously didn't care about bathing or not, he suddenly thought of a question, "Am I ugly now? Are there bruises on my face? Are my lips swollen?" He looked around, trying to find a mirror, "It's over It's over, I still have to go on stage at night, how can I sing when my face is disfigured?"

"Are you singing with your face? Why does the disfigurement affect your singing? And the corner of your mouth is broken."

Song Yu glared at him, "Do you know how many fans I have? I am a person who has the burden of being an idol, how can I go on stage with an imperfect face? My fans can't help but feel heartbroken when they see it."

"Don't exaggerate." Cheng Fei couldn't listen to his nonsense, "Hurry up and take a shower, or the pizza will be delivered if you don't wash it."

After eating, Cheng Fei helped Song Yu apply the medicine again. The bruise on the corner of his mouth only looked serious, and it would disappear in two days.Song Yu had already started rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home, trying to find a good-looking mask to wear on stage at night, completely ignoring how to sing while wearing a mask.

Cheng Fei looked at Song Yu who was rummaging all over the room, wondering if he had really recovered now, or just trying to cover it up.

He tacitly didn't ask what happened yesterday. He knew Song Yu didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't ask.

But not asking doesn't mean he doesn't care, especially now that he has just realized what he wants, and he cares about every little thing about Song Yu.

He just waited for Song Yu to take the initiative to tell him.

Song Yu pulled out a rivet mask, put it on his face, and asked Cheng Fei if it looked good.Cheng Fei really couldn't understand the aesthetics of rivets on the mask, so he said honestly: "It's not good-looking."

"Get lost." Song Yu said, "Garbage aesthetics."

He knew he was going to be scolded, and Cheng Fei had already expected it, "How do you sing while wearing a mask?"

Seinfeld was stunned for a moment, obviously not thinking about this question at all.

Cheng Fei took off his rivet mask, "Or you can ask for a few days off."

"That won't work," Song Yu said, "I can only rely on this salary, and if I ask for leave again, I will have no money."

Cheng Fei thought of the words Yu Yao yelled yesterday, and pretended to say casually: "I still have some money in my card, and I don't need it now, why don't I give you the card first."

Song Yu didn't respond. He lowered his head and flipped the mask in his hand meaninglessly, "Come on, what money can you have as a student, and I'm not short of money to this extent."

Cheng Fei said mildly: "Then the card will be placed with you first. If you are not short of money, you can take it for me. If you need money suddenly at any time, you can use it urgently."

"No need." As soon as Cheng Fei finished speaking, Song Yu said, "Leave it alone."

Seeing his resolute attitude, Cheng Fei didn't force it, so he could only give up.

Cheng Fei went back to school in the evening, and before leaving, he confirmed Song Yu's emotions again and again, but he couldn't see any problem, he could only secretly hope that what happened yesterday was really over.

When he returned to the dormitory, he sent a message to Song Yu, saying that he had arrived, and Song Yu replied: [Crazy, what message did you send me when you arrived at the dormitory. ]

Cheng Fei couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the news he sent back. He felt that the road ahead was long and difficult.

At the end of the latest semester, the winter vacation is about to start, and the atmosphere in the school has become a lot more relaxed, but the library is still full of enthusiasm, and everyone is studying seriously with their heads down.

The final exam was about to take place, and Cheng Fei and his dormitory began to have classrooms, libraries, and dormitories at three o'clock and one line every day, in an infinite loop, staying in the library every day until closing.

Cheng Fei would send many photos to Song Yu every day, taking photos of the crowd in the cafeteria, what they had for lunch, the snowman downstairs, and the books in the library.Song Yu basically didn't reply, only those who were interested would reply to him.

Cheng Fei didn't care if Song Yu came back or not, he enjoyed it.

Even the dullest fat man in their dormitory noticed something was wrong with him, and asked him if he was in a relationship, otherwise why would he be holding a mobile phone and giggling every day.

Cheng Fei neither admitted nor denied, practicing Tai Chi.

Waiting until the exam week, a week of darkness and darkness passed, and the semester finally ended and the winter vacation began.The thin monkey and the fat man are from out of town. They packed their luggage long ago, and went to the train station with their suitcases in the afternoon after the exam.Cheng Fei's parents were already waiting at the school gate in their car. Cheng Fei and Lin Xuan walked out of the school gate, and Cheng's mother stood in front of the car and greeted them.

Lin Xuan waved to Cheng's mother, and said to Cheng Fei: "Goodbye, see you at home."

Cheng Fei looked around, but did not see Lin Xuan's car, "Where are your parents?"

"It's probably still on the way, I'll wait for them, you go first."

"Why don't you get in the car and wait for them." Cheng Fei said.

"No need." Lin Xuan shied away, seeing a familiar car approaching from the corner of his eye, "They are here." He pointed over there.

Seeing that it was indeed Lin's car, Cheng Fei nodded, waved goodbye to him, and walked to his car.

After getting in the car, Cheng Fei said to the two people in the car: "I usually don't see you coming to pick me up when I go home, why did you drive to pick me up with such a big fanfare during the winter vacation?"

Cheng's mother sat in the co-pilot, "My son has been raised here for half a year, why don't I come over and check it out?"

Dad Cheng started the car and asked Cheng Fei, "Has Xiaolin's home arrived yet?"

"Here, I saw his car." Cheng Fei said.

Cheng's mother snorted coldly, "It's really worry-free to raise this son in his family. He's not at home all year round. It's rare that he can come to pick him up today. It's really strange."

Cheng's father turned the steering wheel, "That's not the case. The couple are busy with work, so there's nothing they can do."

"Who doesn't have a job, so he's busy? How many meals can Xiao Lin eat at home in a year? It's pitiful. Only Xiao Lin is a sensible and worry-free person. If you want to change to someone who is not worry-free, you may cause a big mess. "

Cheng's mother has always been displeased with the Lin family, and Cheng's father knew that it was useless to talk, so he could only let her talk.

Cheng Fei interrupted suddenly: "Are you going to see grandma during the winter vacation?"

Cheng's mother stroked her hair and said, "Let's go after the Chinese New Year. When do you start school?"

"It seems to be the thirteenth day of the first lunar month." Cheng Fei was not sure.

"Then go to your grandma's house to look around a few years ago, and wait for the second day of junior high school, and stay for about ten days."

Cheng Fei nodded and had no comment.

The car quickly drove to the door of Cheng's house. When he got off the car, Cheng Fei flew to the gate of the community to have a look. It stands to reason that Lin Xuan and the others should be there soon. After leaving the house, I didn't see the Lin family's car entering the community.

Cheng Fei waited for a while, but didn't see the car, thinking that they might be stuck in traffic or went shopping, so he took the suitcase and entered the house without taking it seriously.

As soon as Cheng's mother entered the house, she went into the kitchen non-stop. She had already processed all the ingredients before going out, and now she can just put it into the pot.

Cheng Fei took the suitcase back to his room, didn't clean it up, and put it beside him, took out his phone and threw it on the bed, turned on the screen, and a message just came in.

He clicked.

It was a picture, the scene was in the rehearsal room, the person in the picture was Chen Chen, he was sleeping on his throne, his face was messed up with eyeliner and lipstick, it was very funny.

It doesn't take a second to know whose masterpiece it is.

Cheng Fei went back to [666] the past.

In the next second, Song Yu's message came back, [return. ]

Cheng Fei thought for a while, and sent [Nice. ]past.

Also within a second, Song Yu replied two more words, [Back again. ]

Cheng Fei racked his brains and typed two words, [Excellent. ]

This time Song Yu didn't send back a reply, but replied with three words, [Go away. ]

I knew it was like this, Cheng Fei didn't know what kind of news he should reply to be considered a pass, anyway, he would never fail and was scolded every day.

Cheng Fei put away his mobile phone and walked out of the room. The kitchen had already wafted the aroma, and his stomach groaned in response to the occasion.He went into the kitchen, ready to see if there was anything he could have a bite of first.

When Cheng's mother saw him coming in, she saw through his intentions, "Get out if you don't help."

"Why are you talking so vulgarly?" Cheng Fei stood behind her and massaged her shoulders.

"Don't please me, have you packed your luggage?" Mama Cheng was unmoved.

Cheng Fei said out of conscience, "It's packed."

"Help me with some work after cleaning up, don't be idle."

"I'm not idle," Cheng Fei changed from rubbing his shoulders to beating his back, "Isn't this giving you a massage?"

"Come on, you're the only one who is still massaging, it's just adding to the chaos." Cheng Ma stuffed a piece of chopped braised beef into his mouth and pushed him out, "It's alright, alright, get out quickly, don't bother me."

Cheng Fei chewed the stewed beef and left the kitchen contentedly.