Quietly giving birth to a cub to amaze his father

The day before New Year's Eve.

He Songyu is still here.

Pang Demei's wife picked some fresh winter vegetables from the vegetable garden and sent them to Cong Ru, "This cabbage and this radish have been soaked in frost, and the ones that are soaked in frost are sweet. Here, is he cooking again tonight?"

After getting Cong Ru's nod in response, Pang Demei's wife stepped forward seriously and said in a low voice, "It's good for him to stay here. You stay at home all the time and don't go out. He's here to accompany you." Even if you are bored and you don’t know how to cook, you can treat him as a nanny, a useful tool. Anyway, he didn’t say anything about going back, so don’t drive him away.”

Cong Ru said helplessly: "I didn't drive him away, I just asked him if he would go back. The day before yesterday he helped me get things from you, and he sued you?"

"That's not true, that's not true." The woman said with a guilty conscience, "What did I tell him? Aren't you two not done yet?"

Cong Ru: "... You don't even know everything, didn't he say it?"

The woman slapped him twice, "Sister-in-law, don't you even know this? He cares about you, so he asked me how to make your favorite hometown food, and I just said a few words to him."

Cong Ru rubbed his shoulder, but it didn't hurt. "He's already like this, you have no objection."

"An opinion, what opinion do you want? Boss Pang and I have no opinion on whether he is a man or a woman. As long as someone can take good care of you, you can find whoever you like!"

"……Oh."

Cong Ru didn't expect that they thought quite openly.

After watching the woman go, Cong Ru sent the vegetable basket to the kitchen, and there was stewed pork ribs in sauce that He Songyu let him watch the time. He Songyu stood in front of him shirtless, his trousers were unzipped, and a dark blue towel was draped over his shoulders.The pubic bone is faintly visible in the abdomen, the tips of the hair are still dripping, and the face is wet, "Is it time?"

Cong Ru swallowed, and it took a long time to recover her voice, "Aren't you cold? Why the hell aren't you wearing a pair of shorts? There's a vacuum inside."

He Songyu's whole body was steaming hot, even without touching, he could feel the heat radiating from him now. The air was filled with the fragrance of his after bathing, making Cong Ru's nose full, and he could smell his scent even when he breathed in and out. "It's not cold." He Songyu grabbed a towel and wiped his hair casually, and said confidently: "I didn't bring new underwear, I'm wearing yours tighter."

Cong Ru is not as good as him in stature, but when it comes to male capital, he is not weak, but he is not as perverted as He Songyu.

He Songyu: "It's not that I don't wear it, the bag is uncomfortable."

"..." Cong Ru suggested with a smile: "...how about you go back? Not only do you have to be a babysitter here, but even your underwear is uncomfortable. How about it, Mr. He, you vacuum every day, in case the zipper gets stuck Pants-crotches are not good."

He Songyu: "..."

"No need." There was a sense of grievance, "Just get used to it."

Cong Ru snorted coldly at him, and walked out, "Sister-in-law Xiao Lan brought over vegetables, and you can watch them stir-fry."

He Songyu turned around naturally and followed a few steps: "Where are you going?"

Cong Ru said angrily: "Supermarket! Buy underwear for the big star!"

Because of his outstanding appearance and temperament, He Songyu, who had been broadcast by the village, became famous in the whole village. Outsiders didn't know his relationship with Cong Ru, so they thought they were really friends who came to celebrate the New Year.

For Chinese New Year, all the young people in the village who went out to work have come back. Unmarried men and women are the focus of every family in the village. Like He Songyu, who came from outside, he became the target of many people's inquiries.

He has a good temperament, and people can tell that he may be extraordinary at a glance. In addition, he lives in Cong Ru's house, who is Cong Ru, the only seedling of the Cong family, and they think that his life has passed without any special events, but he has become I asked outsiders to inquire about famous teachers in the dance circle.His friend must be a celebrity too.

There were not only those who wanted to introduce their marriage to Cong Ru, but also those who inquired about He Songyu, almost making Cong Ru laugh.

"Which celebrity is your friend?"

"What friend."

"The one who lives in your house! It's so tall! It's very energetic and handsome!"

The tone of that exclamation was very deep, and Cong Ru was silent for a moment, before replying in an indescribable way: "Oh, if you don't know any celebrity outside, just be famous in our village."

"..."

For this reason, Pang Deyao and Little Sparrow secretly gave He Songyu a code name, "Flower of the Village" in front of Cong Ru.

After Murakami confessed to Cong Ru that day, she realized that the two have always had different views on each other's relationship. This made the two people at the scene silent for a few minutes, and neither of them spoke first nor looked away from each other. open.

In the end, the barking of wild dogs on the road outside broke the awkward silence. He Songyu asked him "where do I sleep", and Cong Ru came back to speak.

He thought that He Songyu would leave because he couldn't show his face, but he acted as if nothing happened, and stayed until today.

After midnight tonight, it will be the new year.

Cong Ru carried the panties that fit He Songyu's size that he bought for He Songyu in a small supermarket, and walked home with a complicated mood, with a worried look on his brows, because He Songyu didn't mention that night afterward, and he also Didn't mention it, they just pretended it didn't happen now, as if this could whitewash the peace.

To Cong Ru, it was whitewashing the peace, but He Songyu probably wanted to let nature take its course.

He wouldn't feel that his heart was hit because of Cong Ru's few words, of course there are some wounds, but at this age, they are not the kind of teenage young people who are desperate for love and irrational, chasing and crying Live or die.The advantage of adults is that they are sensible enough to solve problems.

He Songyu cooks for Cong Ru because he knows how to do it, not because he expresses it specifically in front of him. Cong Ru will throw the clothes they changed into the washing machine and then take them out to dry, as if compared to In addition to saying whether you like it or not, the little things in life and the tacit understanding in life between the two can please people's nerves more.

Of course, Cong Ru was also worried that He Songyu would not let him go, so she must ask him for an attitude and an explanation.

As a result, He Songyu didn't say a word about what happened that night, and he didn't say anything touching and heart-warming, which instead made Cong Ru feel a sense of disappointment.

He was walking halfway, and before he arrived, he met He Songyu who came out to pick him up. He was riding an old bicycle, which was probably dug out from his warehouse, repaired and then rode out.

Cong Ru looked at his appearance up and down. He was wearing his pants, which were elastic and a little shorter. They were not his zippered trousers that would get stuck in the crotch, but they still couldn't escape Cong Ru's eyes. Came out?" He was sure that He Songyu wasn't wearing shorts, he was so damn brave.

He Songyu's calm attitude showed that he was making a fuss even more, and said indifferently: "No one saw it."

He Songyu urged, "Come up."

Cong Ru sat sideways at the back, thinking that hugging He Songyu's waist would be a little girly, so she grabbed the back seat with one hand and the collar behind his neck with the other, and said to him verbally, "If you can't wait, you can't Wait for me to go back."

"You're walking too slowly, the food is getting cold." He Songyu glanced at him from the corner of his eye, slightly dissatisfied with his sitting posture at the back, but said nothing, "Hold on tight, I'm leaving."

Cong Ru felt very uncomfortable. From this time, she found something like getting along with a husband and wife.

He knew that He Songyu might have done it on purpose, maybe he wanted to prove to him that what he said was true, and if he wanted to change the relationship with him, the way of getting along with him could be said to be the same, it was natural.

Cong Ru wanted to say that he had no chance, even if he had, he didn't know what he wanted to say about him.

So he could only be unembarrassed like this, and he was led by the nose while being devoured by He Songyu very naturally.

Seeing the blue sky not far away, someone set off fireworks in the backyard of their house. Cong Ru said to him, "I bought it too."

The wind was a bit strong, and He Songyu didn't hear clearly, "What."

Cong Ru said loudly, "I told you not to sleep tonight, get up and set off fireworks!"

He Songyu couldn't see his face, but he could feel Cong Ru's high interest, he seemed to be happy, inexplicably happy.

He asked him why.

At the door of the house, Cong Ru was helped down by him, and he gave him a strange look, "Why?"

"Do you need a reason to be happy? Tonight is the Chinese New Year. You are happy."

Cong Ru was changing slippers at the entrance, and one of them didn't come down for a long time. He Songyu squatted down, raised his leg and put it on his knees, and helped him untie the shoelaces. Cong Ru was stunned for a moment, and soon Returning to nature, he said honestly: "Because I can live in my own home this year, because you are here." At this time, He Songyu just took off his shoes.

Cong Ru patted He Songyu on the shoulder, and showed a sly smile to He Songyu who was looking up, "Really, I should have said it earlier, thank you for coming."

He Songyu stared at his smile for a long time, Cong Ru didn't feel embarrassed either, the foot that was not released was still in He Songyu's hand, a faint warmth seemed to linger between the two of them, who Didn't want to spoil it either.In the end, He Songyu put the slippers on Cong Ru, then got up and said, "It's time to eat."

He walked into the restaurant first, and Cong Ru followed after him, taking out the box of underwear in his pocket, "Hey, you put this on first."

He Songyu said in distaste without turning his head, "I didn't wash it."

Cong Ru: "Change or not!"

"Change."

After dinner, Cong Ru lay on the sofa and replied to the message of congratulations on his mobile phone, while chatting with He Songyu, who was resting after the meal and doing some exercise properly: "You know, I haven't been home alone for the New Year for many years Well, Mrs. Pang is equivalent to my other family, but as for people, as long as you don’t have the same surname, you are an outsider.”

He Songyu, who was doing one-handed push-ups, stood up and cast his gaze at him.

Cong Ru: "I'm not talking about Boss Pang and the others, but other than them. Of course they don't have any malicious intentions. They just talk cheap. They say that I am a foreigner, that I am the only one left in my family, and that I am so pitiful. No wonder every year Going to other people's homes to celebrate the New Year, it would be too sinful for one person."

As soon as he said He Songyu, he understood why he said thank him today.

No one would like to suffer inexplicable pity for themselves, especially those pity that reveal a lofty self-congratulation, thankful that they are different from him, as if he is a different kind.

Every New Year's greetings, the relatives who came to Pang's house looked at him with tacit understanding. Cong Ru knew without listening that they would talk about him behind his back, as if he was a homeless pug.

Of course, those people on the surface will not reveal it, and will only secretly say in a subtle tone that it is time for him to get married and start a family, so that he can have a family of his own and not be alone.

For the sake of the Pang family, Cong Ru always laughed it off, and instead of staying in the house, he simply went out with the little sparrow to set off cannons and play wildly with a bunch of children.

"When you come, I have a reason and an excuse to tell them that I want to try myself this year."

Cong Ru still meant that.

Thank you He Songyu.

He Songyu didn't know how long he kept that position, so long that Cong Ru glanced at the time, about 5 minutes passed, his perverted perseverance supported him to maintain that position, but he just changed his hand. "If you think it's useful, you can use me as an excuse every year, I'm more than happy." He said a half-promised sentence in a flat tone, but Cong Ru was careful not to answer.

He snorted heartlessly: "Furthermore, furthermore, maybe the master won't bother to go back to the village in the future."

No, you won't.

He Songyu refuted him silently in his heart. Cong Ru said that he is a man like the wind who yearns for freedom and wildness, but he will miss the old love from the bottom of his heart. As soon as the family members said to return to the village for the New Year, he would cooperate with them to return to the village unshakably.

He Songyu: "I can spend with you every year." His voice was relatively soft, and Cong Ru, who was listening to the voice message, hadn't heard it.

At night, the whole village was immersed in a joyous atmosphere. When it was close to twelve o'clock, there was already a smell of fireworks outside, and the sound of firecrackers. Fell asleep on the couch.

He was resting on He Songyu's leg, with a thick blanket draped over his body, sweating all over while sleeping, and asked in a daze, "Who?"

Outside, the little sparrow and his uncle dragged a small cart of fireworks and called him at the door, "Open the door, open the door quickly!"

He Songyu put his hand on his forehead to make sure that he didn't have a cold or a fever, then reached into his neck and touched his sweaty back, "A member of the Pang family." Cong Ru pushed him, "Don't worry about it, I'm a hot sleeper." , go open the door and see what's going on."

He Songyu wanted to wipe the sweat off his body for him, but when he urged him, he had no choice but to open the door for the little girl who kept calling outside.

"what's up."

The door opened, but it wasn't Cong Ru. The little sparrow was startled, and after seeing He Songyu clearly, she boldly showed him her old toy trailer with the little fireworks that Pang Deyao bought for her tied on it, "Song Cong? , Let off the fireworks, the more fireworks, the louder the fireworks, the God of Wealth can hear it!"

When He Songyu came out, he saw that the upper sky around here was lit up by many fireworks, misty smoke was floating, sparks and silver flowers were shining, and the atmosphere continued to burn and climax outside.

Cong Ru appeared from behind him, and even though the cold wind blows at night, he didn't feel cold. He Songyu saw him calmly and habitually directing the little sparrow, "Take out your fairy stick, did you buy that super big gun? I can't let go of this, let your second uncle let you go."

He passed He Songyu and walked out. Pang Deyao had already gone to set off the fireworks, and shouted at them: "First come to the big ones, and present them to the God of Wealth. There will be a lot of money in the coming year."

The little sparrow stood next to Cong Ru, and the two stood together to enjoy the fireworks rushing into the sky. Cong Ru's eyes seemed to be shining with stars, and suddenly realized something. He Songyu, who was leaning on the door frame and looking at him lazily and silently, stretched out his hand, smiling, with a clear voice full of joy, he called him, "He Songyu, what are you doing, why are you in a daze, come here ah--"

"Come here—"

This "come here" has become He Songyu's call to approach him for a long time from now on. If he is willing to share the happiness and joy of the moment with him, he will not miss any accompany.Just like at this moment, he slowly straightened his waist, walked to Cong Ru's side step by step and stood still. When the biggest fireworks bloomed in the air, he held Cong Ru's hand and interlocked his fingers.Cong Ru looked up at the sky without refusing.

Fireworks do not attract He Songyu's gaze more than Cong Ru's. His gaze slowly traces Cong Ru's delicate chin, slightly raised lips, high nose bridge, and amorous eyebrows like a drawing with ink.

Cong Ru didn't look at him, but his face was faintly heated by his unobtrusive and introverted gaze, "Look at the sky, don't look at me." He raised his head and said softly.The fireworks illuminated his face for a while, red, white, blue, and colorful.

He Songyu listened to his words, looked away, and looked towards the sky. Cong Ru hadn't heaved a sigh of relief, but He Songyu took it back as if he had completed a task, and reported to him, "It's over, it's not as good as you."

"Meaty."

He Songyu stood up and leaned against Cong Ru's back, clasped both hands with him, and then turned Cong Ru's gaze back. He Songyu said proactively, "Happy New Year, Cong Ru."

"……Happy New Year."

Cong Ru was inexplicably embarrassed, and He Songyu said lightly, "Well, it's okay."

Cong Ru laughed immediately, "It's okay."

He Songyu hinted: "I hope that in the new year, our relationship can reach a higher level."

Cong Ru knew why and asked, "What's the relationship?"

This time He Songyu didn't answer him directly, but intertwined with him with haunting eyes, his cold and deep eyes filled with a pool of sparks, He Songyu bent his mouth, and that affectionate smile moved people's hearts , "You know. You should understand."

Cong Ru's calmness was instantly vulnerable, and He Songyu changed his open-minded tone, as if he was extremely reasonable, "I'm not in a hurry, and I won't force you. Whenever you want to try with me, we will try. I will Waiting for you in place."

Compared with ambiguous or loving confessions, He Songyu actually prefers the silent ones, and the endless patient companionship. In the long-term warmth, he feels the world is old and the sea is dry. Occasionally hot words of love are the spice. He and Cong Ru are more suitable for long-term battles, not overnight, nor a moment of joy.

New Year's Eve is coming, and this year is a brand new one. After eating the New Year's Eve dinner, Cong Ru sleeps until the afternoon, and when he wakes up, his mind is still confused.

"He Songyu, give me a hand."

Cong Ru called him, but no one answered, he thought He Songyu didn't hear, he lay on the bed for a long time, his body was no longer limp, then propped up the bed and got up by himself, went downstairs to search around, but He Songyu was not in the house .

Cong Ru seemed to understand something after seeing the cleaned and folded clothes on the sofa, and the shoes that had been worn away at the entrance.

He Songyu accompanied Cong Ru after New Year's Eve and left. The He family called him too many times, and they had already issued an order to urge him to go back before the holiday. In the end, He Songyu stayed with Cong Ru after New Year's Eve. He left quietly. No sound, but very quiet, did not wake him up.

It was two hours ago that Cong Ru received a text message from He Songyu on his mobile phone, and Cong Ru was soundly asleep at that time.He Songyu left him a few words: I'm going back to the city, see you when you go to work.

There were still untouched meals prepared by He Songyu on the dining table, and he left a note for Cong Ru to eat after reheating.

In just a few days, the house where the two of them had been bustling turned back to its original tranquility day and night.

Someone knocked on the door, and Pang Deyao yawned and said to him: "Mr. He is gone. He said that his family will worship the ancestors tomorrow morning. The family rules. Let me come and see if you are awake."

Cong Ru couldn't see anything strange on his face, he raised his chin casually, "How can he go without a car."

Pang Deyao pointed to his dark circles, "How do you go, I didn't send him off, and their family sent someone to pick him up halfway." After he finished speaking, he sighed in approval, "It's quite intentional, and I specially accompany you This is Chinese New Year."

Pang Deyao came in, looking for a cup to drink water, but Cong Ru said from behind, "Pour me a cup too."

Pang Deyao took the cup for him, and glanced at the dining table: "He's been cooking for you for the past few days, you can't tell, he is such a big man, yet he is so virtuous and can cook."

Cong Ru's thirsty throat was soothed, and her hoarse voice recovered. Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, she said softly: "Yes, the big man washes his hands and makes soup for me. How awesome I am."

years later.

He Songyu didn't have much time to rest, and most of the time was occupied by the He family, relatives and friends who came to pay New Year's greetings, and business activities. Because he didn't spend New Year's Eve at home, Mr. He had a problem with him. It is also clear what he did, who he went to see and who he stayed with.There was also a piece of information about Cong Ru's physical condition, which was stopped by He Songyu before it was delivered.

However, Mr. He thought it was some shameful disease, "This is the person you are looking for again? It's not good for you to look for someone, find someone who is sick."

Compared with his grandfather's excitement, He Songyu's attitude was more relaxed and calm, but after hearing this sentence, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "He is not sick."

Mr. He: "What is that?"

Of course He Songyu would not tell him what it was, "In short, he is in good health, safe and healthy."

The security guard of the He family called in, and the nanny told, "Miss Qi is here."

Mr. He: "You and Qi Luwei really can't do it anymore?"

He Songyu was expressionless, and responded to his attitude with silence. He heard impatient footsteps behind him. Looking back, Qi Luwei handed the gift to the nanny, and greeted her with a smile. The whole person was different from before. something different.

When she came to He Songyu, she lost her timid and timid look, raised her smiling face, and said to He Songyu meaningfully, "Brother Yu, happy new year, thanks to you. I remembered everything."