after scraping a customer's car

The doorbell rang quickly, and then the phone rang again.

When Shen Ci connected, Song Yan gasped for breath, "Well...I'm at your door...you can open the door for me."

Shen Ci was taken aback, got out of bed and stepped out of the bedroom with his slippers on, walked to the door quickly, opened the door, and was taken aback again.

Song Yan was standing outside the door, out of breath, holding a plastic bag and cake in a daze.

The two stared at each other without speaking.

Shen Ci looked at the sweaty Song Yan and couldn't help but think that he must be very tired to be limping in such a cold day.

Song Yan coughed, broke the silence, and said with a silly smile, "Aren't you going to let me in?"

Shen Ci didn't look anywhere else, just stared at Song Yan, and said, "How did you get here?"

"He came by electric bike." Song Yan said.

Shen Ci let Song Yan into the house, the room was very warm, Song Yan put down the things he was carrying, took off his coat, and said: "This is the dumpling I brought, with two kinds of fillings, radish meat and celery meat, I will make it for you How about a bowl?"

Shen Ci looked at him and didn't answer, but said: "I had dumplings at noon, and they were also stuffed with radish and meat."

Song Yan was a little embarrassed, blinked, and said falteringly: "How about I cut a cake for you?"

Shen Ci still looked at him, and asked without answering, "You came to me in the middle of the night just to bring me cakes and dumplings?"

"I..." Song Yan scratched his head, "Yes."

"Oh, it's over, let's go." Shen Ci deliberately teased him.

Song Yan was stunned, looked at him blankly, then scratched his head, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Okay, then I'm leaving, you eat slowly."

After he finished speaking, he took his coat and wanted to leave. Shen Ci was almost mad at him. When Song Yan limped and took two steps, Shen Ci said, "Are you really leaving?"

Song Yan stopped, turned around, and asked dully, "Is there anything else?"

"I don't know how to cook dumplings, and I don't know how to cut cakes." Shen Ci felt guilty after speaking, but his face remained calm, "New Year's Eve is my birthday again, you have to finish cooking dumplings for me anyway, and accompany me Let's eat cake." After saying this, he turned and went to the bedroom to get dressed.

Song Yan stood there for a while, and then the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously. He went to the kitchen to boil the dumplings, poured the dumplings into the water, added cold water for three times, then filled two bowls and put them on the dining table, and then took apart the cake. , light candles, a total of 26.

When he took the lighter to light the candles, Shen Ci changed into home clothes and sat down at the dining table.

"Don't light the candle," Shen Ci said, "Cut it up and eat it, I'm a little hungry."

Song Yan nodded, "Taste the filling while it's hot." He said and handed the chopsticks to Shen Ci, "I'll cut the cake."

Shen Ci took the chopsticks, picked up a dumpling and took a bite. It tasted really delicious. After eating two bites of the dumpling, he said, "Delicious." After speaking, he picked up another dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing that Shen Ci was eating happily, Song Yan was so beautiful in his heart, he happily cut the cake, got a piece for Shen Ci and put it in front of him, saying: "You don't have garlic at home, and you don't have vinegar and sesame oil, otherwise I will give it to you." You shoot some garlic and pour some vinegar and sesame oil for you to dip the dumplings in."

"I don't cook, so I don't have those things at home." After Shen Ci finished speaking, he continued to eat dumplings with his head down.

Song Yan said "oh", looked around the luxurious and beautiful kitchen, and asked in bewilderment: "The kitchen is so good, why don't you cook for yourself?"

"I don't know how to cook." Shen Ci said.

Song Yan said "oh" again, and for some reason, he said, "If you want to eat in the future, I'll make it for you."

Shen Ci was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, with no expression on his cold face, and asked, "Come from your house to cook for me?" After speaking, he stared at Song Yan with a funny face, "If your house lives next door to me, would you almost."

Song Yan's ears turned red, and he realized that what he said just now hadn't passed through his brain, but he said something stupid again, "It's okay to be far away, as long as you say it, I will come to do it for you whenever you want." Meal." After finishing speaking, he added, "Two or three o'clock in the middle of the night is fine."

Shen Ci chewed the dumplings for a while, looking at him like a fool, but raised one corner of his lips to show a very shallow smile, then lowered his head and continued to eat his own.

Song Yanzhen looked like a fool, sitting there staring at Shen Ci eating, he couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart, a good-looking person can even eat a meal so pleasing to the eye.

After Shen Ci finished half a bowl of dumplings, Song Yan got up and served him a bowl of dumpling soup.

Shen Ci wiped his mouth with a tissue, then looked at him and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm not hungry, I ate too much for New Year's Eve." Song Yan said as he pushed the bowl containing the dumpling soup, "Drink the dumpling soup while it's hot."

Shen Ci looked at him, "Why are you treating me like a child?"

Song Yan was at a loss for words for a while, he just couldn't help but wanted to care about Shen Ci.

Shen Ci picked up the bowl and drank two mouthfuls of dumpling soup, put down the bowl, and lowered his eyelids to eat the cake.

"Not yet..." Song Yan muttered, "I didn't sing you a birthday song."

Just as Shen Ci was about to put the cake in his mouth, he paused, put the cake back, looked up at him, and said with a smile, "Then you sing."

Song Yan stared at Shen Ci's face, not knowing where to place his gaze, and finally stopped at the corner of Shen Ci's cream-stained mouth, just staring stupidly.

Shen Ci frowned, "Sing, why are you staring at me?"

Song Yan pointed to the corner of Shen Ci's mouth, "It's covered in cream."

Shen Ci raised his hand to wipe, but wiped the wrong place, Song Yan subconsciously reached out to help him, but Shen Ci dodged it.

Song Yan's hand froze in mid-air, retracted it the next moment, and hurriedly explained, "I, I want to help you..." He panicked, "I'm sorry, don't be angry."

Shen Ci took out two tissues, wiped his mouth and looked at him, "How can I be so angry?"

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at him with burning eyes.

Shen Ci threw the tissue into the trash can beside the table and said, "Is the birthday song still singing?"

Song Yan returned to his senses and replied: "Well, I made a mistake just now, it's blowing." He took out a harmonica from his pocket, and said with some embarrassment: "I don't play well, don't laugh at me. "

Shen Ci's eyes lit up, "Can you play the harmonica?"

"Just playing." Song Yan pursed his lips as he said, and then held the harmonica with both hands to his mouth and played the birthday song.

A simple and familiar melody sounded, and Shen Ci looked at Song Yan who was seriously playing the harmonica. He smiled, like a child eating the most wanted candy, the joy from the heart, and all the unpleasant things today disappeared at this moment .

After Song Yan finished eating, he applauded and praised without hesitation, "It's really nice."

Being praised by Shen Ci, Song Yan was embarrassed, scratched his head, and said in a stuttering voice: "No, it is far worse than other professional ones."

Shen Ci lowered his head and took a bite of the cake. After the cake was eaten, he said, "Professionals don't know how to sing birthday songs for me." He paused and looked at Song Yan, "Thank you."

These words caused a tornado to rise in Song Yan's heart, disturbing the still water in his heart, "Don't say thank you, we are friends."

Shen Ci smiled and nodded, "Eat a piece of cake with me." After he finished speaking, he got a piece and handed it to Song Yan.

Song Yan took it with both hands, couldn't wait to eat, and said, "It's so sweet."

"If you don't like sweets, don't eat them," Shen Ci lowered his head to eat his own, and returned to that cool look.

"No, I..." Song Yan hurriedly explained, "You gave it to me, I think it's delicious."

Hearing what he said, Shen Ci raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You bought this cake."

Song Yan was a little embarrassed, "But you cut this for me."

Shen Ci's expression twitched for a moment, he collected himself, looked at Song Yan calmly, and didn't make a sound.

Song Yan hurriedly apologized again, and at the same time wanted to please him, saying: "I really didn't like to eat too sweet things before, but today this cake is unexpectedly delicious."

Shen Ci lowered his head and chuckled, but still didn't say anything.

Song Yan also calmed down and ate the cake with his head down. He felt that he had become a little different from himself, and he said some inexplicable words.

In fact, Shen Ci doesn't like to eat too sweet things. The strange thing is that he also thinks that today's cake is surprisingly delicious. After eating one piece of cake, he ate another small piece before stopping.

Feeling full in his stomach, he wiped his mouth and asked Song Yan, "Do you drink boiled water?"

"Okay," Song Yan put down the spoon for eating the cake, "Is there any boiling water? I don't have to cook it."

"Yes." Shen Ci got up, "It's in the living room, let's sit in the living room."

Song Yan got up and followed, the two sat on the sofa and drank half a cup of boiling water, Shen Ci looked at the time, it was already 23:39 at night, he turned his head to look at Song Yan, "It's almost twelve o'clock, don't you go home ?”

Song Yan paused for a while, and said in an unclear manner: "I'm not sleepy, and I can't fall asleep even when I go home..."

Shen Ci stopped talking, and finished drinking the water in the water glass in silence, and put the water glass on the coffee table, "Go back if you are not sleepy, let's go, I will drive you back."

After he finished speaking, he took the car keys and stood up. Song Yan frowned, then stood up, and reached out to pull his sleeve without thinking, "Shen Ci..."

When Shen Ci turned his head, Song Yan could not untie his eyebrows, "My sister fell asleep, she slept very lightly, it would be bad to wake her up when I go home."

Looking at him, Shen Ci suddenly wanted to laugh, "You don't know how to relax? Besides, it will be twelve o'clock soon, and there will be a lot of fireworks and firecrackers outside, so your sister can't sleep well."

Song Yan murmured, "Well, it's like this..." He pursed his lips and muttered, "I actually... want to stay with you."

Shen Ci looked at him for a long while, and then said lightly: "Thank you," he pulled back his sleeve, "Go to the bedroom, the living room is too big, I don't like it," he threw the car keys back on the coffee table, "I I still want to hear you play the harmonica."

Song Yan was very surprised, and there was a surprise in the surprise, "Okay, I'll play a few more tunes for you."

In the bedroom, Song Yan took out the harmonica and played several songs in one breath after sitting down.

Shen Ci felt that Song Yan's appearance at the moment was very funny, and he couldn't help but feel a little more cheerful, "Okay, stop bragging, and talk to me."

Seeing the smile on Shen Ci's face, Song Yan felt happy and nodded, "Okay."

Shen Ci sat on the bed and leaned against the head of the bed, "Say something." After speaking, he sighed lightly.

There is a lot to say, but he doesn't know where to start. At the same time, Shen Ci is hesitating, he is afraid that he will not be able to stop after starting.

Because he was not ready to confide his heart to anyone other than Nie Huai'an.

Thinking of Nie Huai'an's Shen Ci, another wave of depression filled his heart.

"I love to listen to whatever you say." At this time Song Yan opened his mouth with a sense of simplicity.

Shen Ci was slightly stunned, his eyes turned to him, and Song Yan was also looking at him.

They were quiet for a while, and Song Yan said seriously: "Really, if you want to find someone to talk to, just find me, I am willing anytime, anywhere."

Shen Ci was suddenly curious and asked him, "Why are you so kind to me?"

Song Yan frowned slightly, "Is this all right?" He suddenly felt sorry for Shen Cilai, an indescribable kind of distress, look, this person will be very moved by the slightest kindness of others.

Shen Ci didn't answer, and after a short silence, he said, "I've been very happy since you entered the house, sweeping away all my previous unhappiness." He said with a smile, "Song Yan, thank you."

"You don't have to thank me all the time," Song Yan frowned, "You have said thank you several times since I entered the house."

Shen Ci raised his eyebrows, "Okay." After a slight pause, he looked at Song Yan, "You have bad legs, why did you deliver food?"

"Well... Actually, I've done a lot of jobs, so I chose it because I think it's free." Song Yan confessed to him, "I won't do takeout after the new year, and I plan to find a job as a hotel kitchen."

"Oh," Shen Ci couldn't help being concerned, "Is it very hard?"

Song Yan nodded and shook his head again, "Being busy and tired is better than doing nothing."

Shen Ci was silent for a while, then nodded, "Well, that's right."

"People like me can only make money by strength," Song Yan looked at Shen Ci with flickering eyes, "People like you rely on brains and sit in offices." He added unintentionally, "Last time your The same goes for friends, you can see that you are an excellent person."

He was talking about Xu Anming, but Shen Ci couldn't help but think of Nie Huai'an.

"He is indeed excellent," Shen Ci said sadly, "but it has nothing to do with me, he will get married after the new year."

When Shen Ci suddenly mentioned that person, Song Yan's heart skipped a beat, and with a bit of sourness for no reason, he asked awkwardly, "Why didn't he marry such a good person as you?"