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It was already midnight when Ji Anhe and Song Yu went back.Ji Anhe went upstairs and returned to the house early, while Song Yu took the lock that Liang Hao left in the flower bed alone, locked the door and went back to the third floor.Song Yu paused in front of her room door, took out her mobile phone, searched for a long time, and found Ji Anhe's phone number.

He frowned, stood outside the door and sent a text message before entering.

Ji Anhe's phone on the table vibrated, he unlocked it and saw a message.

Boss Song: This is the only WeChat without you

Boss Song: Good night, Mr. Ji.

Ji Anhe: Sweet dreams, Boss Song.

Hearing the sound of the door closing next door, Ji Anhe put his phone back on the table and headed back to his bed.

A good night's dream.

Early the next morning, Ji Anhe's biological clock woke him up.He opened the window as usual and looked into the courtyard. When he went out, he unconsciously glanced at the empty flower basket by the door, curled his lips and walked to the roof garden to sit for a while. He still went downstairs with a pair of shoes on. .

Liang Hao stood among the flowers in the courtyard, and when he heard footsteps, he stuck his head out, holding flower scissors in his hand, and greeted Ji Anhe.

Ji Anhe saw that the person who cut the flower branches changed today, and he asked, "Why are you cutting the paper today, Boss Song..."

"Going out." Liang Hao said deliberately angrily, "I went out to do errands early in the morning, and even asked the monkey to drive him. He yawned and didn't forget to tell me to remember to cut the flower branches."

"Going out?" Ji Anhe walked over, "Shall I help you? But you have to tell me which branches to cut."

"Then..." Liang Hao stopped, and she turned her head to look at the person beside her who was asking her for a flower scissors, "Then you have to be careful, these two roses will pierce your hands."

"Well," Ji Anhe took the flower scissors, followed the place she pointed out, and asked while cutting, "Where did they go early in the morning?"

"I don't know," Liang Hao answered, looking at the flower branches, "but the boss said he would be back at noon. Here, cut this branch from here, be careful of the thorns."

Ji Anhe nodded, and proceeded cautiously.

Liang Hao was arranging the flower branches and suddenly remembered something. She hurriedly raised her head and asked, "Mr. Ji, are you going to have breakfast when you come down now? Did this, this flower branch delay you?"

"I don't want to eat, I don't really want to eat." Ji Anhe said.

"Oh, do you have something to do with the boss?"

Ji Anhe's movements paused, he didn't know what he wanted to see Song Yu for a moment, he just wanted to see him for no reason.

"Hiss—" Ji Anhe suddenly gasped.

"What's the matter?" Liang Hao asked around.

"It's okay, I was pricked by a flower thorn." Ji Anhe shook his hand lightly, and continued to cut the flower branches like a normal person, "By the way, Liang."

"Ok?"

"Is there a cushion? I want to take it..." Ji Anhe paused in the middle of his words, "Forget it, is there a quilt?"

"Ah, the quilt? Okay, I'll send it to you after I finish inserting the flower branches?"

"Thank you." Ji Anhe, who had cut enough flower branches, put down the flower branches, and handed the flower branches to Liang Hao.

"I should thank you." Liang Hao tidied up hastily, followed Ji Anhe's steps up the stairs, holding the flower branch in his arms.

Near noon, the sun was in full bloom.

Song Yu, who had finished moving the car, squatted in front of the bluestone platform by the courtyard to wash his hands, and chatted with Liang Hao, who was in charge of the spoon in the small kitchen beside him: "Did you cut two roses today? "

"Yes." Liang Hao replied.

Song Yu casually asked concerned: "Did you tie your hands?"

"No, it's Mr. Ji."

"Mr. Ji, what's the matter?" Song Yu frowned, and walked to the door of the small kitchen in two steps, his tone was much more concerned than before.

"Ah, he cut the flowers today." Liang Hao was startled by Song Yu's actions, "It seems to have been stabbed."

"That, is that serious?" Song Yu frowned, turned around and walked through the garden to the building. "Forget it, I'll go up and have a look."

"Boss, remember to come down to eat at noon later." Liang Hao told the person who left, "If you don't come down, don't eat! I won't come up to call you!"

However, Song Yu who left first did not hear Liang Hao's words, nor did he respond to Liang Hao.

He went straight upstairs, and was walking towards Ji Anhe's door, when he saw that the door to the garden opposite him was ajar.He gently opened the door, walked around the flower stand, and saw Ji Anhe sitting on the wooden bed under the windshield.

There seemed to be something on the wooden board, but Song Yu couldn't see it clearly.He could only see that Ji Anhe was holding a not-so-thick book in his hand.When the wind blew the flowers and branches swaying, Ji Anhe also shook the book in his hand, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was asleep.

Maybe it was really too late last night.Thinking so, Song Yu walked towards Ji Anhe.

He stood in front of Ji Anhe, looking at the sleepy man disturbed by his footsteps.

He leaned over and kissed those eyes.

Ji Anhe still closed his eyes, letting the person in front of him kiss him before opening his mouth in a daze.

"came back?"

Song Yu was obviously taken aback, and his voice kissed a lot, as if he was afraid of disturbing Ji Anhe: "I'm back."

"Sit for a while?" Ji Anhe nodded, patted the quilt beside him, and moved Song Yu's seat.

Song Yu sat on the quilt just like him before asking: "Why did you bring the quilt, isn't it hot?"

"It's hot." Ji Anhe explained, "The board is too hard, so I need a bed to cover it."

Song Yu then leaned closer to Ji Anhe's place, passed him and touched the cattail fan on the shelf, and said, "I remember there are brown mats in the warehouse downstairs. I'll look for them after I rest for a while."

"It's okay." Ji Anhe looked at the sleepy-eyed man, took his cattail fan, and fanned it lightly.

"Mr. Ji," Song Yu leaned towards the direction of the breeze, tilted his head and leaned on Ji Anhe's shoulder, discussing in a low voice, "I'll just lean on for a while."

Ji An and his fluttering movements became leisurely, and his voice also softened, like the sound of wind clung to Song Yu's ears and swept into Song Yu's heart.

He said, "Okay."

Song Yu leaned on Ji Anhe's shoulder, amidst the clouds and clouds, the tiredness in his eyes became heavier, he half-closed his eyes, but his small movements continued: "I heard from Liang Hao that you are going to find me today? Why? gone?"

Ji Anhe knew what Song Yu wanted to hear, and what he wanted to hear was Ji Anhe's admission that he wanted to see him.

But Ji Anhe didn't answer this question, he just looked at Song Yu's hand that was about to interlock with him, he spread his hand generously, waiting for Song Yu's palm to touch him, and interlocked his fingers first.

"I also heard from Liang Hao that you went out very early." Ji Anhe frowned.

"That's right. The morning flower festival is over, and the price of flowers has dropped. I asked the monkey to accompany me to buy some pots of flowers that can pull vines. I will bring them up in a few days later, thinking..." Song Yu Hui shook it, but his eyes gradually didn't know where to look. He hesitated for a while, and then said, "I thought that if you want to live until summer, you can put the flowers of the vine near the flower stand, and it will be fine." It’s not so hot with some shade.”

When Song Yu's words fell, the early cicadas blew for the first time from somewhere, echoing under the quieter windshield, Song Yu took Ji Anhe's hand, lowered his head and closed his eyes and kissed the back of Ji Anhe's hand, with A piety he never had.

"Mr. Ji."

"Ok?"

"You will stay until summer." He had a smile in his eyes.

Song Yu waited in silence for a long time, until the wind seemed to have left.

He still didn't hear Ji Anhe speak, he put down the hand he was kissing, and leaned back on Ji Anhe's shoulder, listening to the endless sound of cicadas, the smile on his mouth ended in a hurry.

Ji Anhe was silent for a while, and the weight on his shoulders gradually came.The person who was waiting for the answer was still holding his hand, and when he came to his lips, he just lingered and changed.

Ji Anhe looked at the flower stand in front of him, but his eyes became deeper.

Maybe in a few days, the flower shelf will be filled with the flowers that Song Yu got up early to buy for him, just like the sincerity that Song Yu revealed to him.

Maybe in a few weeks, the flower stand will be covered with flower vines, just like the growing friendship in his heart.

Maybe in a few months, all the flowers on the flower stand will wither, leaving only the stretched withered vines, just like their once-existing love affair.

But even so, Ji Anhe still couldn't bear it.

He smiled: "Yes."

——"Mr. Ji, you will stay until summer."

——"Yes."

Ji An answered, but Song Yu was not as excited as he imagined.He wanted to look at Song Yu suspiciously.

Song Yu's head was teetering on his shoulder, and within a few seconds, this teetering head also fell down, and Song Yu, who was in a trance, also opened his eyes.

Looking at the dozing man, Ji Anhe shook his head helplessly.He raised his arms around Song Yu, and softly discussed with Song Yu: "Song Yu, lie down and sleep."

"Huh?" Song Yu followed Ji Anhe's instructions and lay down in a daze. Ji Anhe moved his position and let Song Yu rest on his lap. He patted him lightly and comforted him, "Go to sleep." .”

Song Yu, who was pillowed on Ji Anhe's lap, rubbed against Ji Anhe's lap, then took Ji Anhe's hand and put it on his forehead to shield him from the sky, and then fell asleep peacefully.

Ji Anhe's hand was still on his forehead, he looked at the person in front of him who was breathing evenly, and made sure that Song Yu was asleep, so he whispered angrily.

"You are so greedy."

The author says:

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I didn't catch up with my time