Song Zhiyue nodded: "Yes." ”

Feng Chen felt that Father Song had been discharged from the hospital, and as a junior, he should go to visit: "Do you need me to accompany you back?" ”

Song Zhiyue was slightly stunned and laughed, her dark eyes shining under the lamp.

He offered it, and she naturally couldn't ask for it.

She smiled and replied, "Okay." ”

"Don't tell them in advance, lest they get busy."

Song Zhiyue smiled even more excitedly, and said after a "hmm" sound: "Then you are busy, I won't bother you, and rest early after being busy." Song Zhiyue saw that he was busy and said to leave.

As she reached the door, she stopped and looked back at the man behind her desk.

Feng Chen noticed her gaze, raised his head to meet her gaze, saw her expression of wanting to say something, and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

Song Zhiyue said that there was a desire in his heart: "It's my birthday in a few days, and we will go to the hot springs like last year, right?" ”

It wasn't so much to ask him for advice as it was to remind him that her birthday was approaching.

Song Zhiyue knew that he didn't care about him, so he probably didn't remember what her birthday was.

It was her first birthday after they were together, so she was looking forward to it.

Feng Chen's head: "Okay." ”

After Song Zhiyue went out, he stared at the information in his hand for several minutes, and he didn't read a word.

There seemed to be a lingering fragrance of her in the air, which made him a little distracted.

***

On Saturday morning, when he got up, Song Zhiyue had already made breakfast.

After the two had breakfast, they went back to Song Zhiyue's hometown.

Because she got up early, Song Zhiyue fell asleep in the car in a daze.

When she arrived at the place, Feng Chen called her.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that the car was already parked in front of her house.

The door of her house was open, and the wire in front of the door hung freshly washed clothes, which were ununscrewed and still dripping.

The two got out of the car, Song Zhiyue entered the house, saw that Song's mother was busy, and called her: "Mom." ”

Mother Song was very happy when she saw her daughter come back, put down the broom in her hand.

Song Zhiyue turned to the side, saw that Feng Chen did not follow up, and was about to go out to see where the others had gone, when he saw him coming in from outside, and the two of them were carrying a bunch of high-end nutritional products.

"Auntie." Feng Chen shouted.

After seeing Feng Chen's last time, Song Mu didn't like him a little.

She thinks that men who don't like to laugh and are too indifferent are basically the kind of arrogant and arrogant type.

But Song's father is very fond of sealing the dust, and after Song's father said several times that the dust is good, Song's mother looked at him more pleasing to the eye this time.

"This kid, why is he still carrying such a lot of things, wasting money, and he won't be allowed to do this in the future."

Having said that, Song Mu's face was very happy, and she felt that although others were a little colder, they still knew how to be polite.

Mother Song took the things, beckoned Feng Chen to sit down, and made him tea.

"Where's my dad?" Song Zhiyue asked.

Mother Song replied: "His legs can't go down to the ground, so he lies on the bed." ”

Song Zhiyue wanted to go to see Song's father, and Feng Chen followed in.

Song's father was leaning on the bed reading the newspaper, with a pair of glasses on his nose, and the gauze on his forehead had been removed.

As soon as the two entered the floor, they shouted "Dad" and "Uncle" respectively.

Father Song was very happy to see Feng Chen, and asked him to sit quickly.

Song Zhiyue asked how his leg was, and then she heard Song's mother calling her, so she went out.

When she came in again, Feng Chen was chatting happily with Father Song, and she couldn't interject, so she listened silently beside her.

She could see that her father was quite satisfied with Feng Chen, but her mother still lacked shortcomings.