swimming fish

The lights in the car suddenly turned on in the night. Song Yu was listening to Ji Anhe's words, but after Ji Anhe sighed and stopped talking, he passed away in a daze.

Until the car parked in the garage and woke up from a drunken dream.

When he opened his eyes, he watched Ji Anhe lean over and slowly take his phone away from him.Song Yu's hand loosened, he glanced at Ji Anhe and took the phone, and replied to that person with a gloomy expression.

[Hexia]: Can you come back the day after tomorrow?

【ji】: Very anxious?or next week

[Hexia]: Be in a hurry, there will be a bidding next week next Friday, come back and help me take a look?

【ji】: Today is Sunday, give me a week.

[Hexia]: That card, is it really you who used it?

【ji】: He Xia, take care of yourself.I'll be back next Monday next week.

[Hexia]: You don't want to answer?

【ji】: I don’t want to.

[Hexia]: Oh.I will ask your former secretary to help you book a plane ticket on Saturday, come back on Sunday to take a day off, and come to work on Monday.

【ji】: No, the plane arrives at night on Sunday, so I can come directly on Monday.

After Ji Anhe replied forcefully, he locked the screen in an instant and tapped his fingers on the screen.

He knew what the result would be when he took out the bank card, but he didn't expect the result to come so quickly.

Or he didn't expect those two kids to use that card so early.

His finger tapped the screen of his mobile phone for the last time, he withdrew his thoughts, and looked at Song Yu behind him who followed him up the stairs step by step.

The two stopped in front of their respective doors as usual, Song Yu was still leaning against the wall that separated the two doors, his eyes were still a little sleepy, and his half-long hair was also swept away by Ye Feng when he came back. Blow it up.

Standing in front of Ji Anhe, Song Yu subconsciously raised his hand to stroke his messy hair.

Ji Anhe's hand rested on the doorknob: "Go back to sleep."

Song Yu's hands that were stroking his hair paused, and he looked at Ji Anhe with dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he changed his words coyly when he spoke.

"Mr. Ji," Song Yu asked, "forgot my hangover tea?"

"Oh." When Song Yu mentioned this, Ji Anhe came to his senses, but thinking that the tea had been left on the roof for so long, it should have been cold by now, and it would be troublesome to boil another pot, so he lied neatly , "I forgot to cook, ask Liang Hao to make you a cup tomorrow morning?"

Hearing Ji Anhe's words, Song Yu became even more depressed. He stood up straight and turned around to open the door of his own room, insisting: "Mr. I."

"You have a dog's nose." Ji Anhe scolded him.

"Well, that's not true. Bark, woof." Song Yu took advantage of the situation and imitated the dog's barking twice before walking back to the house.

Ji Anhe smiled helplessly, but withdrew his hand from the doorknob that opened his own door, and said to Song Yu's back as he entered the door: "Boss Song, don't lock the door, I'll cook it later and serve it to you." you."

Song Yu's door was almost closed by Song Yu's hand, and then opened after hearing Ji Anhe's explanation, half-closed.

But when Ji Anhe pushed the door of Song Yu's room with a bowl of hot tea, Song Yu was already lying on his big bed, falling into a deep dream.

There was still something rambling on his lips, but Ji Anhe had moved closer to his mouth, and he couldn't hear what he was saying vaguely.Ji Anhe left the tea on his bedside, turned the person over, tucked the quilt for him, and took another look at the person on the bed. The person's eyes were still slightly bent, and the corners of his mouth were hooked. It should be because of his mood. Very good looking.

"I don't know what you're happy about." Ji Anhe laughed at himself with his helpless tone.He also hooked the corner of his mouth.

"Be happy when you're happy. When I'm gone..." Ji Anhe's voice suddenly paused.

For a moment, he didn't know what to hope for, and hoped that Song Yu wouldn't be too sad after he left.

He also hoped that after he left, Song Yu would feel a little bit of reluctance for him, not to mention the deep reluctance in Ji Anhe's heart now, at least one-tenth of it.

Ji Anhe raised his hand to stroke the messy hair on Song Yu's forehead, and looked at the scar on Song Yu's head when he fished Song Yu out for the first time as a philanthropist.

He leaned over to look at Song Yu's scar, as if he wanted to remember the appearance of Song Yu's scar.His tender eyes closed, and the kiss quietly landed on the scar on Song Yu's forehead.

This was the second time he kissed Song Yu's body, and this scar was the beginning of what he thought was the beginning of his relationship with Song Yu, so his kiss stayed on this scar for a while before sliding down slowly.

His lips brushed against the tip of Song Yu's nose, and then his lips touched lightly, quietly, he entrusted all the unspoken love in his heart to this good night kiss.

Then he hoped devoutly.

"Next, I have to have a good dream, Boss Song."

Then Ji Anhe got up and left Song Yu's bed lightly. When he left, he picked up the clothes that had been thrown all over the floor and put them on the chair beside him. When he exited, he closed the door of Song Yu's room. Door.

The wind in early summer has slowed down a lot.The crisp sound of the string of wind chimes hanging in the garden on the roof is also much lighter.

People immersed in sweet dreams are gradually waking up from their deep sleep.

When Song Yu opened his eyes, the sky was already bright.He didn't remember when he fell asleep yesterday, but he only remembered that he was lying on his stomach waiting for Ji Anhe's cup of hangover tea.

But when I woke up...

He glanced at the quilt on his body, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the cup of hangover tea on the bedside table. The corner of his mouth curled up, and he thought about it alone: ​​"Put the tea on the bedside on purpose so that I can see it?"

Song Yu turned over and got out of bed, holding the cup of tea that he thought was placed here on purpose and went out.

On the other side, Ji Anhe was sitting under the windshield tidying up the wine cabinet under Song Yu's bookshelf.

The phone was held aside, facing himself, and the voice came from the phone video.

"Brother! Did you buy those wind chimes?"

"No. Boss Song bought it." Ji Anhe put the old rice wine that Song Yu had unsealed one after another in the past few days.

"Oh. Then you are in the small garden on the roof?" The person on the other side of the video continued to ask.

"Well. By the way, Ji Tong, I'll be back this weekend."

"Ah?" Ji Tong remembered that Ji Anhe said he would leave later a few days ago, but this time he said he would come back. He was surprised and asked again, "Have you bought a ticket? How long is the flight?"

"Someone bought it." Ji An didn't lift his eyelids, "I joined Chu Lin on Monday, and I have to leave on Sunday."

"Ah, so anxious? Then there is..."

Ji Tong was still counting the days left, Ji Anhe first replied: "Six days, there are still six days..."

"Mr. Ji!" Song Yu suddenly interrupted Ji Anhe's words.

Ji Anhe looked back at the person who had just finished speaking, coming out from behind the flower stand.Ji Anhe frowned, he was suddenly not sure if Song Yu was eavesdropping from behind the flower stand, and how much he heard.

His anxiety made his hand holding the wine bottle tremble.

On the contrary, Song Yu was steadily holding the cup of sober tea that had been cold for a long time, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes, but the smile was not deep.

"I..." Ji Anhe opened his mouth first, but he didn't know what to say to the person in front of him.

The author says:

I'm late!I’m done holding back, I might have to update it later tomorrow, I’m stuck QWQ