attacking the soul

Song Qi rubbed his head when he woke up the next day, and last night he was reading the script before going to bed, and in the end, he dreamed that he was being oppressed, which was also a troubled night.

Last night's dream really made Song Qi resentful, let's not talk about being oppressed, he was still shouting in the dream until his voice became hoarse, he really didn't want it, if he didn't wake up in the morning and the chrysanthemum was still alive, he would think he was really X/ X/O/O too.

It turns out that this screenwriter is not only unscrupulous, but the script also has the effect of brainwashing orz.

Song Qi didn't fully wake up until he tortured his hair into a chicken coop.It is said that there are thoughts in the day and dreams in the night, Song Qi twitched his mouth, this is definitely a fallacy!

After finishing cleaning, Bai Che happened to come over, "It's quite early." Bai Che said while taking off his shoes.

Song Qi glanced at the time, "It's okay, it's much later than you, what time do we leave?"

"It's nine o'clock... Here you are, the steamed buns from West Street. You can't drink soy milk, so I bought you tofu curd." Bai Che handed over a bag, and Song Qi hurriedly took it.

"Bai Xiaoche, you are so virtuous, you have worked so hard." Song Qi would always smile when facing the food, which was far from his usual aloof expression.

Bai Che went to the kitchen familiarly and took out the dishes and vinegar, "Is this enough?"

He raised the unloaded plate at Song Qi, Song Qi was taking juice from the refrigerator, without turning his head, he said, "Just look at it."

Song Qi put the poured fruit juice on the table, and after both of them sat down, they chatted one after another, "Where are your parents?"

"Dad took him away early in the morning, saying that he opened a new morning tea shop and took my mother to try it." After speaking, he stuffed a small steamed bun into his mouth, and the temperature was just right.

"Then put the extra in the refrigerator. I've brought some for my uncles and aunts." Bai Che said while looking at the breakfast on the table.

"Well, let it cool down later and cover it with plastic wrap, just for supper at night." Although Song Qi was talking, his eating speed did not slow down at all.

After the two finished their breakfast, Song Qi asked Bai Che to wait a while and change his clothes by himself, while Bai Che sat downstairs and flipped through magazines.

When Song Qi went downstairs, Bai Che pretended to whistle, but in the end there were only movements but no sound, and the movements were too stupid... The pouting was exaggerated, but it was still possible to whistle with such energy. whirring.

Sure enough, the demands on Bai Che should not be too high, and being stupid from time to time is really a blessing.

Song Qi walked up to him mercilessly, pinched his thumb and forefinger to destroy Bai Che's puffed cheeks, and the other party looked at him with a cute face, and said inarticulately, "I still won't whistle……"

What's the point? !Song Qi looked at Bai Che embarrassingly, "Even if you don't know how to whistle all your life, it won't delay your service to the motherland, so, boy, do something meaningful..."

Bai Che belatedly locked Song Qi's throat, and dragged Song Qi towards the door.

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"Bai Che, I've been tangling back and forth for quite a while, and I'll give you another minute to make a quick decision." Song Qi felt powerless when he went shopping, and even though he had been tortured by Song's mother and Bai Che for so many years, he still couldn't cheer up.

Coupled with Bai Che's difficulty in choosing things every time he went out to buy things, Song Qi was about to vomit blood.

"I'd better buy them all..." Song Qi already knew in his heart that this would be the result. Even if he would buy it in the end, Bai Che still had to struggle for a long time before making a decision. Obsessive-compulsive disorder couldn't afford it.

After paying the bill, Bai Che walked to Song Qi's side, and said complacently, "It just so happens that I keep one for myself, and give the other to Anzhi."

"Your cousin is back? Isn't he still a year away from graduating?" An Zhi is Bai Che's cousin. He went to country A to study for a doctorate three years ago. He is a top student among top students, and he often likes to use his IQ to crush Bai Che. But the latter doesn't care.

"Well, for tomorrow's flight, my aunt and uncle haven't returned home yet, so he's temporarily staying at my house." Bai Che looked at the wrapped watch, contrary to his usual attitude of not paying attention to anything.

Song Qi didn't notice Bai Che's change. When he saw DoubleSweet in front of him, he stepped two points faster, and his whole body was filled with vitality, "Bai Che, hurry up, there is DoubleSweet."

"Song Qi, next time you go to the dessert shop by yourself..." Bai Che's expression was rarely stiff, recalling the memories that he couldn't bear to look back on, his expression became embarrassed.

Seeing the other party like this, Song Qi knew that he must be thinking of that embarrassing incident, but he couldn't help laughing, "How many years has it been, do you still remember, I was not spared at the time, but I was kissed ...Bai Che, you are blushing."

"Fart! I don't have it." Bai Che retorted subconsciously, but he didn't know that it was getting darker and darker. Song Qi dodged Bai Che's paw that was trying to cover him, and laughed teasingly.

Afterwards, he hurriedly took advantage of the spare time to go to the ordering place. Bai Che was holding something in his hand, just to make Song Qi shut up quickly. Seeing that the other party had already attracted the attention of the dessert, he was also relieved.

But feeling his hot face, he couldn't help lowering his head to look at the phone to conceal the unrest in his heart.