Tired Bird Knows Return

"Your Uncle Yang said this one is the most beautiful, but your grandma still disagrees, saying that she is afraid that you will spoil it."

Tang Ping was carrying a bag in her hand, and when she got out of the elevator, she deliberately let Yang Xiangan, who had things in both hands, go to the front.

"Is that good in that litter?" Chen Yanqing asked after opening the door and letting the two of them in.

"No, it's just this one. The others are all white. This one is also smaller. Your grandma said it might not be born in a litter."

The boxy cage was placed on the floor. Chen Yanqing squatted down, put his finger in through the gap, and poked its buttocks. The rabbit's fur was grayish, with fluffy fur on the top of its head, and its ears rested on its back. She is very beautiful.

After teasing for a while, he took the cage to the bathroom, saying that he wanted to disperse the smell and let the rabbit get used to it.

After coming out, Tang Ping and Yang Xiang'an were stuffing things into his refrigerator like a relay, probably some kind of meat and vegetables. Chen Yanqing poured a glass of water and leaned against the kitchen counter and watched, "Don't be so busy, I don't often Cook."

"Eat less takeaway, cook more, healthy and hygienic."

"Yes, Yanqing, let me tell you, if you go to a restaurant, you may not be able to eat the authentic ones," Yang Xiangan also said, "Be obedient, cook more at home."

"I see, by the way, how is grandma, does your waist still hurt?"

After handing it over, Yang Xiangan straightened up with his legs crossed, stood up and regained his strength, "I haven't complained of pain for a while, don't worry."

"Yanqing," Tang Ping closed the refrigerator door, helped Yang Xiangan to go out, and said, "Shouldn't it be time for you to make plans for yourself, you are already 26, and you are not young anymore."

Yang Xiang'an probably touched her lightly, but she stared back, "Mom is not urging you, you are alone outside, and there is a head office to accompany you."

Chen Yanqing followed behind the old man, and when Yang Xiangan sat on the sofa, he sat down next to him, half clenched his hands into fists, and gently patted his back.

How could Yang Xiangan have received such treatment before, and immediately turned his back on him completely, "Isn't he doing well on his own, so just leave it alone."

"Hey, Lao Yang, I,"

Tang Ping's words were interrupted by the doorbell. Before Chen Yanqing got up, she was already behind the door.

"Uh," after the door opened, Tang Ping stepped aside and looked at Chen Yanqing, "This is—"

"Why are you here? Isn't there a gathering tomorrow?" Chen Yanqing went up to greet her and introduced, "Mom, this is my boss, Xie Jingrui."

Xie Jingrui met Tang Ping for the first time, now he came in, and gave her a slight bow, "Hello, Auntie." Then he turned to Yang Xiangan, "Hello, Uncle."

Tang Ping's eyes haven't moved since he came in. Chen Yanqing greeted him to sit down with cold sweat. Just as she was about to say something, Tang Ping sat down beside Xie Jingrui, "You're already a leader at such a young age. Yanqing wants to learn more from you."

"Auntie, Yanqing has done a good job."

"That's right," Tang Ping said, "It seems that you have a pretty good relationship in private, and you also have contacts on weekends."

"Yes, we occasionally eat together."

"Then you are married?"

Xie Jingrui smiled and shook his head very calmly, "Auntie, I'm not in a hurry."

Tang Ping probably understood something, and held Xie Jingrui's hand with a smile on her face. Chen Yanqing was exactly the same as Yang Xiangan, her eyes almost fell out.

"Mom, mom!" Chen Yanqing was the first to react, pulling her arm back, "Mom, don't scare her."

At the same time, the doorbell rang again, and Chen Yanqing went to open the door. After a short while, Tang Ping was surprised behind her, and then a gust of wind passed by. Looking over, Tang Ping held the visitor's face with a look of With tears in his eyes, "Hey little guy, where have you been all these years?"

Fucheng hugged her, "I'm back, Aunt Tang."

"You still know how to come back," Tang Ping slapped him on the back accusingly, "You know how I, Yanqing, have lived these past few years. If you don't come back early, you should come back to him sooner."

"Mom!" Chen Yanqing couldn't bear to pull him out of his arms, and said to Yang Xiang'an, "Uncle Yang, take my mother down first, I've booked a restaurant, let's go eat."

"Eh."

"Why, why, I haven't finished talking to Xiaocheng yet,"

Yang Xiangan rushed over, hugged the person and walked out. This time, Chen Yanqing was stunned for a long time without uttering a word.

"Yanqing," Xie Jingrui had already walked in front of him when he spoke again, and the three of them crowded at the door, listening to him say, "I canceled the restaurant, and we will meet at my house tomorrow. Didn't you disturb me?"

"Well," Fucheng interjected suddenly, and reached out to him after walking in, "Hello, Jiasheng Advertising, Fucheng."

"Hello," Xie Jingrui held his hand back, and said, "I've heard of you for a long time, Longke Trading, Xie Jingrui."

"Boss," Fu Cheng let go of his hands like some kind of pertinent approval, and pulled Chen Yanqing into his arms, "We're going to dinner, shall the leader come together?"

The atmosphere was very strange, Chen Yanqing only felt that the hand holding his shoulder was constantly exerting force, he would want to say something, but he couldn't get in, because Xie Jingrui smiled and nodded, "I'll pick you up tomorrow or..."

"I'll go there by myself," Chen Yanqing hurriedly said, "You are a birthday star, just wait for me at home."

It hurts...it really hurts, Fucheng is not human, the pain in his shoulder made Chen Yanqing unstoppable.

"Go slowly, I won't send you off."

Ten seconds, 20 seconds, 30 seconds.

Until Xie Jingrui got into the elevator and the door was closed, Chen Yanqing tried to break his hand to no avail, and Fucheng took him inside unreasonably.

"Well, let go!"

Fu Cheng turned a deaf ear to him, grabbed his wrist and threw him into the sofa, "You said it's nothing, you go to his house for his birthday, why, send yourself as a present!"

"Yes, what's the matter, what does it have to do with you?" Chen Yanqing was pinned down by him and couldn't get up, so he looked at him motionlessly, "You said you wanted to chase me, I didn't agree to get back together with you."

The words were too fast, both of them froze for a moment, the word 'recombination' was indeed a bit abrupt, and Chen Yanqing didn't know why he blurted it out.

Fu Cheng was silent for a while, his tone calmed down, and he said to him, "You are not allowed to go tomorrow."

"I must go."

"I don't allow it."

"Fucheng, are you still unreasonable?"

Fu Cheng loosened the support on his arms, lay down on him, and suddenly said, "Have you recovered from your cold?"

"Thanks to you, I am alive and well."

Fu Cheng didn't speak, but buried his face in his ear, probably because his lips had slipped over his skin, Chen Yanqing felt a little hot, and also felt that this posture made people really breathless, so he paused for a while before he lifted him, " Come on, I'm not feeling well."

"Hmm..." Fu Cheng swallowed his words, "Chen Yanqing, I'm not feeling well either."

The house became quiet, and the two of them touched each other's skins. Only then did Chen Yanqing realize that he had a strong nasal voice when he spoke, and the coquettish 'I'm not feeling well' didn't seem to be deceiving him.

Chen Yanqing pulled out his hand, touched his forehead, and then touched his own. The huge difference in body temperature made him subconsciously turn his head away, "Do you have a fever?"

Fucheng hummed unhappily, "Come back from the island, it's been burning till now."

Chen Yanqing was soft-hearted at first, but now he has completely faded away, "Is there any truth in his mouth? After coming back for more than a week, with the fever you have, the fever should have disappeared by now."

Fucheng didn't quibble, he hummed twice, and when Chen Yanqing stood up against the back of the sofa, he took advantage of the situation and lay down on the sofa.

It was indeed sick, Chen Yanqing got off the sofa, looked down at him, and felt that this person was always playing a rogue, so he said, "You lie down, I will take them to dinner, and I hope you can go to the hospital to see a doctor before you come back."

Fucheng still didn't say a word.

It's a bitter plan, Chen Yanqing thought firmly, at this moment his heart softened, this guy would have succeeded, after much deliberation, he decided to let it go.

In order for the two elders to have a good night's sleep, Chen Yanqing opened a suite in the hotel, and Tang Ping kept asking about Fucheng during the meal, and Chen Yanqing was prevaricated by saying 'I don't know', 'I don't know', 'I haven't heard of it'.

In fact, Chen Yanqing didn't give herself an accurate position regarding her emotional state in the past eight years.

Over the years, people have shown favors to him constantly, and met people who care about themselves, even people like Xie Jingrui would offer him an olive branch, but it always feels wrong, what is wrong specifically, Chen Yanqing is no better than Tang Ping, he Tang Ping hadn't seen it clearly yet.

The meal was tasteless, and after sending Tang Ping and Lao Yang back to the hotel, Chen Yanqing went to the pharmacy again, and when he returned home, there was no one on the sofa.

Looking at the empty living room, Chen Yanqing couldn't help laughing, threw the antipyretic medicine on the shoe cabinet, and went to the bathroom while undressing.

First, he settled the rabbit, fed it with something to eat, and placed it next to the coffee table in the living room with its cage. He didn't plan to release it yet, at least he had to send it to the pet store to be cleaned and given an injection before setting it free.

After taking a shower, he reopened a bottle of wine and watched the evening news on the sofa with a glass of dimples. It was already 10:30 when he was about to go to bed. He turned off the TV and went back to bed. Before he lifted the quilt, he heard a murmur— —

"You're finally sleepy..."