are you a cat

"Brother, didn't you give the key to Xiaochen, why didn't you see him come to play?"

Shao Fan gnawed at the duck's neck: "I still want to teach him to play the keyboard."

Xu Yuxing was changing the strings of the violin, and he paused: "I don't usually see you asking him."

Shao Fan said, "Didn't you suddenly think of it?"

Xu Yuxing reached for the cell phone beside him and threw it over: "Ask him yourself."

The phone hit the sofa cushion next to Shao Fan, and he stopped gnawing on the duck's neck.

Shao Fan originally wanted to meet Wen Zhihao's eyes, but when he looked over, he realized that he was wearing headphones and was immersed in his own world, and he didn't hear what they were saying at all.

As a last resort, he could only turn his eyeballs back, and asked very carefully, "Did you quarrel?"

As if he was afraid that Xu Yuxing would throw fire on him, he didn't even dare to make too much noise.

All the old strings in the pegs had been pulled out, Xu Yuxing unwrapped the plastic seal of the new strings, raised his eyelids and glanced lightly at Shao Fan.

There was a little impatience in his eyes, and he obviously didn't want to continue this topic.

Shao Fan didn't dare to speak, he pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, still unable to resist the curiosity in his heart: "What's going on?"

After wrapping up the new strings, Xu Yuxing started tuning. While tuning, he observed whether the saddle was perpendicular to the surface of the piano, and turned a deaf ear to Shao Fan's question.

As of today, Xu Yuxing and Yechen had been in a cold war for almost half a month.

It doesn't count to talk about the Cold War, after all, the relationship between the two of them doesn't seem to be very good.

But it was Yechen who said that day not to pretend to be my parents again, which directly made Xu Yuxing feel cold.

The words that had already been handed to the lips were logically unable to be uttered again.

At that moment, Xu Yuxing suddenly realized that he seemed to have been acting sentimental and meddling in his own business during this time.

Adults have a set of ways to regulate their emotions, and Xu Yuxing is no exception. He even adjusted his mentality quickly after realizing this.

Suddenly heard Yechen's name at this moment, Yechen's indifferent expression suddenly appeared in front of him when he said this sentence that day.

He squeezed the space between his brows wearily, and touched the cigarette case on the table only to find that it was empty.

"Xiaofan." Xu Yuxing threw the cigarette case into the trash can and hooked his fingertips at Shao Fan.

"Finished again?" Shao Fan stuffed him with the cigarette in his pocket, "Didn't I say, brother, you've been smoking a little too hard these days, right?"

After Xu Yuxing took one in his mouth, he threw the cigarette case back to Shao Fan. Except for him and Shao Fan's studio, no one else smoked.

He fumbled for the lighter and walked outside, but he didn't respond to Shao Fan's words.

Xu Yuxing leaned against the wall to smoke, and suddenly received a new text message.

He bit his cigarette to unlock the phone, and after reading the content of the text message, he was silent for a few seconds.

The news was from Xu Anxia, ​​and I heard from Yu Xin that this weekend is Yechen's birthday, officially entering a new stage, and asked Xu Yuxing to prepare gifts for others in advance.

Sometimes it’s like this, when some people don’t think about certain things, no one around them mentions them for half a month, and once someone mentions them, they mention them one after another.

He tapped on the keyboard and replied, "I got it."

But Xu Yuxing felt that with the relationship between him and Yechen now at a freezing point, it was uncertain whether the kid would accept him as a gift.

Having said that, he still clicked on the shopping software to browse.

the other side.

After the final exam, the high school students began their happy summer vacation life.

In this sunny summer, which is suitable for air-conditioned watermelon or sweating, the junior high school students who have also passed the final exam are all imprisoned in the classroom and start a miserable tutoring career.

Yechen came out of Zhang Yu's office and went back to the classroom against the wall.

Probably because I was promoted to the third year of high school two months later, the students in the class finally felt the pressure of the college entrance examination, and the classroom was quiet, only the sound of the pen nib moving around the paper.

Even Bai Jingping started to write questions as if his ass was on fire.

While brushing the questions, I regretted the passing summer vacation.

As soon as Ye Chen sat down, he poked him with a pen: "Chen'er, why did Brother Octopus want you again?"

"Nothing." Ye Chen said.

It was just before the final exam that he reviewed carefully, and his grades improved a little. Zhang Yu was shocked and sighed that Yechen finally got the hang of it, and then praised him.

And Yechen just didn't want Zhang Yu to have any reason to invite parents to the school.

By the way, he mentioned to Zhang Yu that he will go to an art training camp next semester.

Teacher Yu has a classmate who works as a training teacher in Sifang Studio in the capital. As a well-known art training studio in the capital, Sifang Studio sends many candidates every year who are admitted to Gome and CAFA.

At the same time, most of the teachers in Sifang Studio also come from these art academies. In the case of such excellent teachers and students with good grades, the studio's admission requirements are very strict.

On Teacher Yu's recommendation, Ye Chen was reserved a spot in the studio.

But Yechen has never set a specific time, and Teacher Yu has urged him twice. After all, the students at the studio are lining up to go, and it is impossible to wait for him all the time.

Generally speaking, the earlier students may go to the art studio in May and June, but the reason why Yechen has been delayed until now is that he will leave school for more than half a year to go to the studio for training. In this case, parents need to submit an application to the school.

But Ye Chen has not told Yu Xin or Ye Zeyang about this matter so far.

He looked at the application form he had just received from Zhang Yu.

"By the way, Chen'er," Bai Jingping asked him from behind, "You still celebrate your birthday with me and Lao Deng this year?"

After the school summer vacation began to make up classes, weekends will not be held, only Sundays will be held to allow them to take a breather between intensive studies. Bai Jingping and Deng Xing have already discussed to celebrate Yechen's birthday together on that day.

Yechen stuffed the application form into his schoolbag, turned around and said, "No, I will live with my parents."

They rarely spend their birthdays with their parents at this age, especially when Yechen’s parents remarried and then have children. Let alone celebrating birthdays with their parents, Yechen even meets them every day. There are only a handful of them.

Bai Jingping was a little surprised when he suddenly said that he would celebrate his birthday with his parents, but he was right when he thought about it, it was his birthday anyway, and it should be more formal.

Yu Xin called Ye Chen last night to talk about it.

She said that Ye Chen would be dying soon, and she and Ye Zeyang would accompany him through this coming-of-age ceremony.

Yu Xin and Ye Zeyang celebrated Ye Chen's birthday together.

The memory of the last time a family of three celebrated Ye Chen's birthday together was still in his primary school.

At that time, they hadn't completely divorced, and occasionally managed to maintain a superficial peace on Yechen's birthday.

Although Yechen reluctantly agreed, it would be a lie to say that he didn't expect anything at all.

When I went home on Saturday, Yechen received a courier.

It was a long, flat cardboard box half the height of a person. The sender did not leave any information, only a blank space.

Yechen sat on the carpet in the living room, and after unpacking the box, he found a set of pressed suits inside.

A full set from shirts to leather shoes, but the tie was replaced by a younger and lively bow tie.

In addition, there is a picture and a card.

The painting is Monet's "Sunrise Impression", of course it is just a copy.

And there are only four words on the card, happy birthday.

The handwriting is unfamiliar, and it is impossible to tell who wrote it.

"Meow~" Ning Ning, who was lying on the sofa watching Ye Chen unpack the express, called out.

Yechen regained his composure, and didn't try to guess who gave the gift. After putting the painting in the study, he also put away the suit.

The next day, when Yechen opened the closet, he saw the suit that looked out of place in Yishuier's sports and leisure clothes.

He pulled his suit aside, put on a T-shirt and went out.

Before leaving, he opened a can of cat food for Ning Ning in a good mood.

Yu Xin has a meeting today, and there is no way to pick him up, so he asked him to send the restaurant address to Ye Chen's phone and let him go there first.

She ordered a restaurant in a five-star hotel, and it took about half an hour from Yechen's house.

When Yechen stepped on the steps in front of the hotel, the welcome guests in suits and leather shoes at the door had already helped to open the door. There was a sign next to the elevator on the first floor, and Yechen pressed the floor button according to the prompt.

The restaurant of this hotel is more than ten meters high, and it is the second floor of a duplex.

The marble table in the center of the restaurant is covered with flowers of various colors, and the crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling more than ten meters high. A small orchestra of about ten people is performing on the stage directly below the chandelier.

The moment Yechen stepped out of the car, he cast his eyes on the violinist in the band.

The other was meticulously coiffed and sat in front of the music stand in a well-tailored black suit, a common attire for orchestra performances.

It was almost inevitable that Yechen thought of Xu Yuxing.

They were both violinists, but Xu Yuxing didn't seem to have the slightest resemblance to the elegant violinist in front of him.

The music played by the restaurant band was brisk and lively, chasing Ye Chen and turning into the aisle to the box.

The waiter was facing the road ahead, Ye Chen looked down at the phone, Yu Xin asked him if he had arrived.

He was typing and replying while paying attention to the road conditions. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the door of the front van being pulled open from the inside and subconsciously wanted to dodge.

But it still didn't have time, and bumped into the head of the person inside.

Simply because the other party's body was soft and bouncing, it hurt but it didn't hurt, but it made him stagger back a step, and the phone flew out of his hand.

"Sorry, sorry." The other party apologized repeatedly, and helped him pick up the phone first, and the slightly familiar voice made Ye Chen look up.

"Xiao Chen?" Shao Fan saw his face clearly at the same time, "How come you are such a coincidence, quickly see if your phone is broken."

Yechen was stunned for two seconds, his eyes swept across Shao Fan's face, passed the other members of the band and landed on Xu Yuxing who hadn't walked out of the box at the end.

Xu Yuxing also looked at him, not seeing him for half a month, Xu Yuxing felt that Yechen seemed to have grown a little taller.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and finally Ye Chen took the lead to look away.

Xu Yuxing stood in front of a stranger he had never seen before, talking to Fang Wan.

"Brother, why are you here?" Shen Mu liked Ye Chen very much, and stepped forward to invite him, "Come and play with us at night if you have nothing to do."

"I have something to do tonight," Ye Chen said, "Next time."

He paused, and added Miss Shen Mu.

Seeing that Shen Mu was about to rub Yechen's head without being polite, Xu Yuxing grabbed her wrist: "Don't mess up his hairstyle."

He has been observing Ye Chen, and found that he has cut his hair short, probably to welcome a new one.

The eyes of the two collided, Xu Yuxing thought about the expression that disappeared from Yechen's face when he saw him, and stopped, and finally said nothing, turned around and greeted his companion: "Let's go."

Yechen stepped aside expressionlessly.

The atmosphere between the two was a bit strange, Shen Mu bumped into Shao Fan and asked what was going on.

Shao Fan shrugged.

A few people walked to the middle of the corridor, and a father and daughter suddenly appeared at the corner in front of them.

Xu Yuxing glanced across the father's face and landed on the little girl with pigtails.

The girl's big dark eyes were somewhat similar to Ye Chen's.

Yexin looked curiously at the group of brightly dressed people in the corridor, and shouted to the figure with her back facing her, "Brother!"

The girl's crisp childlike voice made everyone in the band subconsciously turn around.

Xu Yuxing was no exception.

Although when he saw the similar faces of the father and daughter and Ye Chen, he probably guessed their identities.

Everyone is looking at the little girl.

Only he looked at Ye Chen immediately.

So he didn't miss Yechen's face that suddenly changed color when Yexin flew over to hug Yechen.