It was already afternoon when we arrived at Song's father's house.

Artists of the older generation have the romance of the older generation, and this romance is manifested in all aspects, such as the location of a residence.

Song Qiuting's house was built in the depths of the Xiaocheng River, and it was almost a small road that few people would go through. The road was very narrow, paved with stones, and decorated with peach willows and spring colors. There was no way for cars to drive in, so Gu Yizhou and Song Shichen could only go first. Park your car a few hundred meters away and walk there on foot.

"If you hadn't brought me here, I would never have thought that Professor Song would live here." Gu Yizhou looked at the surrounding environment and whispered, "It's at least two hours' drive from Z University? I remember that Professor Song would live here every day." He came to class very early every time, could it be that he lives in the faculty dormitory like you all the time?"

Hearing this, Song Shichen reluctantly tilted his head and smiled at Gu Yizhou. Looking at the familiar building getting closer, his palms were covered with sweat, and even he didn't know why.

"How is it possible? My dad would not be willing to live in the faculty dormitory. He is much more particular than me."

Gu Yizhou let out a long sigh.

This is a duplex villa, the door is still carved wooden door, but the color is much lighter than Song Shichen's memory.Some of the flowers and plants at the door have changed varieties and some have not, but the one that moved him the most was the osmanthus tree at the door.In memory, it is only as tall as its own waist, but now it is even taller than itself, and it is covered with osmanthus seeds.

seven years.Song Shichen originally thought that he had almost forgotten everything here, but once he stepped into this area, he felt as if he had never left.With a sense of time-lapse lens.

"Ring the doorbell?" Gu Yizhou looked at him.

Song Shichen was a little nervous, he seemed to be able to see what was going on inside the door through the door.But when Gu Yizhou held his hand, his heart dropped again.

In any case, judging from his father's tone this morning, he should have admitted them, right?Gu Yizhou wanted so much to be recognized and blessed by his parents, and he actually...

The moment his fingers were about to touch the doorbell, the door suddenly opened.

At the door was a 50-year-old woman.The marks left by the years on her body are more obvious than those seven years ago. The white hair is mixed with the dyed and permed hair, and fine lines have begun to appear at the corners of her eyes.But she was still a beauty, and the moment she saw Song Shichen, her dull eyes suddenly lit up.

Song Shichen looked at the person in front of him, and Yan Wuyue also looked up at him, and then the latter shed tears.

Time seems to go back to many years ago.It was also like this before, every time Song Shichen came home, Yan Wuyue would open the door for him on time without ringing the doorbell or knocking.It seems to be the unique tacit understanding and telepathy between mother and child.

Song Shichen opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.On the contrary, Yan Wuyue wiped the corner of her eyes, and put her hand on his shoulder.Due to her height, the latter still needs to tiptoe slightly, she smiled and murmured: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back, your dad still talked about you to me in the morning!"

"Yeah." Song Shichen nodded, feeling a little stuffy in his chest, "Mom, I'm back."

"Cough cough." Gu Yizhou coughed lightly twice, Yan Wuyue seemed to realize that there was another person beside him, she withdrew her hand and smiled at him: "This is Yizhou, I always heard Qiu Ting mentioning you, Hurry up, come in and talk."

"Thank you, Auntie Yan." Gu Yizhou pressed the broken hair on his forehead, very formally, and handed over the brooch and jade he just bought on the way, with a very obedient voice, "I don't know what to give when we meet for the first time, this is Teacher Song's suggestion Mine, I just bought this. I hope my aunt likes it!"

"Hey, come as soon as you come, and bring any gifts." Yan Wuyue took the bag and smiled from ear to ear, turned around and shouted into the house: "Lao Song, my son and Yizhou are back! Come out and pick them up soon!" ?”

Without waiting for Song Qiuting to reply, he said again: "He is cooking." After a pause, he smiled and said to Gu Yizhou, "Yizhou hasn't eaten his cooking yet, right?"

Gu Yizhou nodded, then turned to Song Shichen again, with a gentle expression on his face, "I owe Teacher Song's blessing."

The furnishing of the home was still the same as Song Shichen remembered, as if he had not been away for seven years, but only for one morning.

Song Shichen originally thought that the so-called cooking was to make random home-cooked dishes for everyone to eat, but this time Song Qiuting actually cooked a table full of sixteen or seven dishes, almost all the dishes he knew how to cook. I did it again, as if I wanted to make up for all the tastes I haven't tasted in seven years.

When he was serving the dishes, he had a stinky face, "Can you please slow down? They lied to me even after they came back from Qianzhou. If I hadn't contacted my friends in Qianzhou..."

"Dad." Song Shichen was a little helpless, "I really applied for the teaching support over there, and I have to leave after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

"Okay, okay, when your son didn't come, you couldn't read it every day, but now that you finally came back, you are still nagging, you have to drive your son away to make you feel better, right?" Yan Wuyue gave Song Qiuting a white look. , put another piece of fish in Song Shichen's bowl, and said softly, "Don't pay attention to him, he's sick again."

"I believe you!" Song Qiuting turned a deaf ear to Yan Wuyue's words, and looked very angry at Song Shichen, "Didn't you want to start a new company? Could it be that you left your little boyfriend alone in Yicheng?"

The little boy friend Gu Yizhou paused while holding the vegetables, and slowly raised his head to look at the professor.

"But I have already signed a contract with Qianzhou, and they really need teachers." Song Shichen explained seriously, "I shouldn't have come back this time, it's just because..."

He suddenly stopped talking. The three words He Zhijun almost ruined their seven years of life. At the beginning, it was because of his own will that the current result was caused. He dared not mention it again in front of his parents.

"Because you deserve it!" Song Qiuting seemed to know what he was going to say, and said with a sneer, "I heard that He Zhijun was banned by their company, and it will be difficult for him to get ahead in his life?"

"It's not hard to stand out, but it won't happen." Gu Yizhou, who was concentrating on eating, suddenly said, reached out from under the table to hold Song Shichen's hand, and smiled.

Yan Wuyue at the side suddenly became gossipy, and gloated: "Is the news reliable?"

Gu Yizhou nodded, "It's okay if the surname He hooked up with a big star or tied the thigh of a certain gold master, but he hooked up with the son of Chairman You, who is the most feudal. He didn't want his son to get involved with a man, not to mention that He Zhijun just wanted to step on his son's position."

Song Qiuting seemed to have grasped the point in an instant, his eyes were sharp, "...you couldn't have done this, could it? I remember that Qiu Baili used to be from Zhoushi."

Song Shichen's heart tightened, fearing that Gu Yizhou would leave a deep impression on his father, he quickly squeezed Gu Yizhou's hand before he could speak, and said, "How is it possible, if you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts. Tian Gu Yizhou has been preparing for the 'Porridge Studio'. We only found out after the accident."

Song Qiuting looked disbelieving, but he didn't ask any more questions, and Yan Wuyue beside him was also thoughtful.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

"So you two, are you really sure you want to be together?" Song Qiuting said after going around.Feeling a little awkward again, subconsciously took a sip of water.

Song Shichen glanced at Gu Yizhou, who smiled firmly at him, giving him unlimited confidence.

"Well, it's confirmed." Song Shichen said, his voice was very low, his cheeks were hot, "I want to spend the rest of my life with him."

"Aunt Yan, professor, I know that after what happened to He Zhijun, you must have a psychological shadow." Gu Yizhou said, he gently scratched Song Shichen's finger, "But I will prove that I am different from him, and I am willing to use my I will guarantee it with my life, I will love him for the rest of my life, and I will not let him suffer any more, I am willing to swear."

Song Shichen curled up his fingers, as if his heart was being scratched lightly by something, a little itchy.

Song Qiuting seemed to be relieved at last, and touched Yan Wuyue's arm beside him again.

"Hey, I think it's nothing. Now that you two are determined, let's live together in the future." Yan Wuyue smiled, stood up, took out a notebook from the box on the living room table, and handed it to Gu Yizhou.

Gu Yizhou: "For me?" He seemed a little unbelievable.

Yan Wuyue nodded, "Since you are going to re-establish your studio, you need network resources. This is the first-hand information that Lao Song and I have obtained over the years. The people here will be more or less helpful to your future career. "

"However, we only provide information, and we won't help you win over." Song Qiuting said, his face still looked stinky, "Success depends on you."

Gu Yizhou looked at Song Shichen, who smiled at him.

Gu Yizhou is not short of money, but after all, he is young and a novice. This is the reason why he has not re-registered "Shi Porridge" for a long time. He lacks good contacts to lay a solid foundation.It was the same when Zhou was founded. There was no good foundation at all, and receiving and issuing orders all depended on fate.This also caused Zhou Shi to fall apart at the last light touch.

And Song Qiuting Yan Wuyue's move is tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow.

"Thank you, Aunt Yan and Professor!" Gu Yizhou put his leg around Song Shichen's leg, his eyes glowing.

"Just treat it as a blessing gift from us." Yan Wuyue said with a smile, "This is the only thing we can do for you."

"But there is one more thing to remind you." Song Qiuting said suddenly, paused, and then gave Song Shichen a disgusted look, "Can you two restrain yourself, your mother and I are still here."

Song Shichen grabbed Gu Yizhou's scrambling legs, and moved to the side in embarrassment, but Gu Yizhou curled his lips.

"Registration for the Red Spot Award is about to start. If you want to gain popularity in a short time, you two should try again." Song Qiuting reminded: "Especially Shi Chen, you should also pick up all the things you didn't get before. right?"

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