Chapter Ninety-Four
"You, you're overprotective of Xiaoyu. You can only see that Xiaoyu likes Moe, but you can't see that Moe also likes Xiaoyu?"
Song Qingzhi's mother was a little stunned, and Song Qingzhi's father said patiently, "I saw it when Meng first came. His eyes have been chasing Xiao Yu, as Xiao Yu's lover, he has the right to know Xiao Yu's past. Be calm and relax. Xiao Yu has grown up, he can protect himself, protect the other party, and the other party will protect him. It's time for you to take a back seat. β
β...... How...... Again, yes?"
Song Qingzhi said to his mother, his eyes were red. Song Qingzhi's father couldn't think of any words to appease him this time, and the two looked at the box and fell silent.
The call came from the South Island, it was Ah Rong. Ask Song Qingzhi when he will come back, the island is about to enter the peak tourist season, and the business of the store should be ready to open. Song Qingzhi was only wrapped in a bath towel, and there were water droplets hanging on his upper body, he was afraid of waking up the sleeping Su Meng, so he got up and went to the bathroom to answer the phone. After settling down and hanging up, I found that Su Meng had woken up and leaned against the bathroom door to look at herself.
"I'm sorry, just now I was..."
"Come with me to the South Island, if you're not busy. β
"Good. β
In Xi'an, it was late autumn, and the weather quickly cooled down. The wind is dry and cold in the morning and evening, and the dust that penetrates into the nose always provokes people to sneeze. Song Qingzhi rubbed his hands that were a little cold, and blindfolded Su Meng from behind.
"Huh?"
Su Meng was looking down at her phone, when it suddenly went dark in front of her, and when she turned her head to look at the other party, she met Song Qingzhi's,
"This is outside, what are you doing in public?"
"You. β
After Song Qingzhi finished speaking, he smiled and bent his eyebrows, and rubbed the tip of his nose as if flattering, like a large pet dog. He can always find many words to describe Song Qingzhi, like a cat when he hugs, like a big dog when he is affectionate, and when he is in bed...... When he thought of this, he immediately ordered himself to stop thinking nonsense, but his face was already flushed.
"Brother, what do you want? β
Song Qingzhi looked at him with a smile and asked jokingly.
"Nothing, nothing to think about. β
"Are you thinking about me?"
Song Qingzhi asked in his ear, he immediately dodged it, gritted his teeth and pushed Song Qingzhi away and said, "Xiao Song, you can't be like this outside..."
But after only half a sentence, Song Qingzhi came up and pecked him.
"Brother, you, Gai Mizhang. Your mind runs out of your eyes. β
"You're talking nonsense, what's on my mind?"
"You like me. β
β...... I... I've seen hot pot like this. β
He knew that his quibbling was useless, maybe Song Qingzhi still liked to hear him say this. The guess is not bad at all, Song Qingzhi likes to see him holding on to his death and not admitting it, his cheeks are red and embarrassed, and he can't help but want to bully him again to see how long he will deny it. When arguing with Su Meng, he will feel that his former self is returning. Of course, he can't be bullied all the time, when he sees that the other party can't say a word when he chokes on him, he will immediately succumb, and he will go up and hug Su Meng all the way to be coquettish.
"Are you angry, brother?"
"Childish..."
Of course Su Meng will not be angry, as soon as Song Qingzhi is coquettish, his heart will soften into a persimmon core.
"Does my brother think I'm naΓ―ve?"
β...... Only... OK. β
It's really okay, because Song Qingzhi is mature and charming most of the time, causing his heart to beat faster and his blood pressure to soar, and he really wants to tell Song Qingzhi sometimes, you kid stop exuding charm, damn charming guy.
"Is that still naΓ―ve?"
β......β
He didn't have anything to say again, so it seems that Song Qingzhi's attainments in raising the bar are still there, and they are not shallow.
"Arrived at the airport so early to check in...... It's too early, isn't it?"
"No, the main thing is that I'm so happy, and this time I really feel like I'm going to take my girlfriend home. β
Song Qingzhi hugged him and smiled, and Su Meng gently patted him on the back. "I am!"
"I was wrong, then I will say it another way, my brother is my lover, my dear person. Is that okay, brother?"
"Fleshy ......"
"That'...... My dear brother?"
Song Qingzhi blinked his eyes after speaking, waiting for Su Meng's reaction.
"You'd better shut up. β
On the other side, Song Qingzhi's parents, who had just arrived at the airport, saw their son from a distance and wanted to wrap their hands and feet around each other. Song Qingzhi's mother sighed, but Song Qingzhi's father nodded.
"Why are you still nodding?
"Huh, what?"
Song Qingzhi's father knew that his wife's eyes were sharp, and decided to fool the past. Song Qingzhi's mother saw her husband snoring, so she simply secretly pointed to the two people in the distance and whispered,
"Xiaoyu hugged Meng in public, how can he do it?"
"But when I went to aid the border construction and went on a business trip, didn't you also hug me at the train station, you worked harder than Xiaoyu and almost strangled me. β
"Can that be the same?!I'm ......?"
Song Qingzhi's mother suddenly turned red.
"I'm worried about you, you won't come back for a few months, and you won't even be allowed to write a letter. I'm so worried. β
"I know, you love me. β
β...... It's not too young, and it's talking nonsense. β
Song's mother gently pushed her husband, and Song Qingzhi's father smiled and put his arm around his wife's shoulder and said,
"Na, love is love, like is like, there is no difference. You love me, Xiaoyu likes cute, as long as it's sincere, it doesn't matter if the other party is a man or a woman. Xiao Yu also understands this truth, you are his reasonable and good mother, and you know it, right?"
"I can't tell you, you have the most sense. β
Song Qingzhi's mother broke free of her husband's arm with some anger, but after a while, the two still walked together holding their arms.
Ah Rong parked the speedboat next to the trestle bridge in Lingang, he had good eyesight, and he saw Song Qing holding them from a long distance, and immediately waved the fisherman's hat in his hand and shouted at them. Ah Rong has good physical strength, he is also honest, hard-working, he was a small errand adopted by his grandfather back then, and later followed Song Qingzhi to do things.
"Sir, ma'am, it's been a hard journey. β
Ah Rong greeted Song Qingzhi's parents in a somewhat awkward Mandarin, and Song Qingzhi's mother patted Ah Rong's shoulder and said happily,
"Ah Rong, you're tanned, but it seems to have grown taller again!"
"Brother Yu took good care of it. Hey hey"
Ah Rong smiled brightly, revealing two rows of Song teeth.
"My aunt, when did they arrive?"
"Yesterday afternoon, I had already sent people to the old man's house. Aunt Mei also went, and now she is probably decorating the sacrifice hall. β
Su Meng couldn't understand Ah Rong's Mandarin very well, so he could only guess that Song Qing held his body and buttoned the buckle of his life jacket.
"Who is Aunt Mei?"
"It was an aunt who took care of my grandfather's daily life at that time, and I was also a fan of my grandfather's drama. The first dessert I made was taught to me by my aunt. β
Song Qingzhi's aunt was a beautiful woman with a spicy and cheerful personality, and she brought a lot of luggage and piled it up in the corner of the front yard of the house. Song Qingzhi's father couldn't help frowning when he looked at the mess,
"What are you doing here, why did you bring so many things for the anniversary festival?"
"I just came back from North Africa, and the sacrificial hall was set up inside, and Sister Mei swept out all my things. β
"Gee, you can't talk nonsense. β
Aunt Mei walked out of the inner hall with a broom, Aunt Song Qingzhi smiled and dodged away, and after a while, she dragged Song Qingzhi's mother to Aunt Mei's side, and the three of them talked and laughed. Song Qingzhi's aunt stretched out her hand and pulled Song Qingzhi over,
"The stinky boy has grown so tall!"
"Hello aunt. Song Qingzhi responded with a smile.
Su Meng could see that Song Qing was a little afraid of his aunt, and he was also a little nervous when he saw that the other party's eyes swept over him.
"I know you, great director, talented. β
The aunt looked at Su Meng and said, after speaking, she hooked Song Qingzhi's neck and rubbed Song Qingzhi's hair,
"The stinky boy has a bit of ability, and he actually arched Xiao Su to his hands!"
This sentence caused Song Qingzhi's mother to be displeased, and she said to Song Qingzhi's aunt with some disgust,
"How can you say this kind of thing in front of people? You are an elder. β
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