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The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain hit the glass, making a pattering sound.

The wife laughed and said, "I'll ask someone to clean out You Fang's previous room, so you two can stay at home for one night."

You Song deliberately adjusted the atmosphere, and his father didn't say much about it. The meal went smoothly.

Because it was the first time for the two of them to spend the night in the old house, and it was also the first time for Ting Yun to live in the room that Song Youfang lived in when he was a child.

At first glance, the room looked like someone was cleaning it at ordinary times, and it didn't look like it was cleaned temporarily. Song Youfang explained: "My wife will ask someone to clean it regularly."

To a large extent, Mrs. Song made up for Song Youfang's lack of maternal love. Although they were not particularly close, Mrs. Song did everything she could.

Just looking at the decoration and furnishings of the room, you can tell that Song Youfang's preferences are single and persistent. The style of the bedroom in the old house is very similar to the current house.

It was only when the two were alone that Ting Yun's nerves relaxed a little. He looked around the room and opened the closet door, where the child's clothes were neatly hung.

"My childhood clothes used to be in the utility room." Before Mrs. Song came to this house, Song Youfang paused, "Then my wife asked someone to sort out all my old things. It's all in the room now."

Alpha has always presented a tall image. Looking at these small clothes, Ting Yun felt inexplicably kind. He took the hanger and gestured to Song Youfang's chest, which was so funny that it was a little cute.

He was not stingy with his "praise", "It's very cute."

Song Youfang couldn't help but tighten his brows. Adjectives like cute were never used on Alpha, and a sense of disobedience suddenly arose.

Ting Yun's teasing was not over yet, when he thought of the cute little version of Song Youfang dressed so cutely, he refused to let go, "So you also wore shorts and short sleeves when you were young, I thought you were so serious since you were young."

This relaxed atmosphere was short-lived. Ting Yun put away Song Youfang's clothes and sighed, "Dad, does he still refuse to accept me?"

Song Youfang held Ting Yun's wrist lightly. Omegas are naturally sensitive, especially Ting Yun, who cares a lot about other people's opinions. This "other" is Song Youfang's father.

"Don't think too much, my father has no problem with us staying, isn't it a disguised acceptance."

"Really?" Ting Yun was dubious.

Song Youfang comforted: "Really, besides, didn't I accompany you?"

Ting Yun was not alone in looking at the elder's face, and he was a little relieved when he heard Song Youfang say that.

In the evening, the rain was still pattering down. Ting Yun was a little thirsty after taking a bath, and the tea in the room was also drunk. It happened that he also wanted to walk around, "I'll go downstairs to pour water."

Seeing that the rain was getting lighter, the wife made an appointment with a poker player after dinner, and would not come back until late at night. Only the nanny and auntie were on the first floor.

Ting Yun asked his aunt for a cup of hot tea. Through the window, he could see the plants in the yard outside the window, so he couldn't help but walk towards the yard.

A few camellias in the yard were lying in the rain, next to the pits where no plants were planted. I don’t know if they were just dug or just pulled out. Ting Yun squatted down/went down and carefully looked at the roots of the camellias.

Amidst the sound of rain, he vaguely heard footsteps, and when he turned around, Mr. Song was standing behind him with a shovel in his hand.

"Father..." Ting Yun quickly stood up, made way for him and stood aside.

The old man seemed to have changed into home clothes for the purpose of planting flowers. Compared with his usual seriousness, at this time, in Ting Yun's heart, he looked more like a strange old man with a bad temper who lost a game downstairs.

"You planted the flowers yourself..." The elder was speechless, but Ting Yun, as a junior, had to take the initiative to bring up the topic.

I thought the old man would just wait in silence, but unexpectedly he replied to Ting Yun, "Why? Do you understand?"

Ting Yun was overwhelmed by the flattery, and even froze for a few seconds, then quickly shook his head, then realized that the old man turned his back to him and couldn't see, "I don't understand..."

The rain was like a joke, and after a few words, it rained heavily again. Ting Yun quickly put down the cup in his hand. He looked around and found the umbrella next to the flower pot. After opening the umbrella, he boldly Go behind the old man.

"If you don't understand, why don't you watch it for a long time?" The old man was not polite at all.

Ting Yun's face became hot, and he explained: "My father also likes...planting flowers, and I watch him do it occasionally..."

There was another silence between the two, only the sound of rain falling on the umbrella was heard.

After a long time, the old man suddenly said: "What? You think you have won, and you came to Song's house to show off your might?"

Ting Yun felt that he had been wronged. Where did he start? He went through a cleansing operation with cramps and skin peeling, and Song Youfang also stepped out of the Song family's door with one leg. No matter how you look at it, he shouldn't have won, right?

"Father, I never thought about it that way." Ting Yun spoke softly, but stood up straight.

The old man snorted coldly, "You don't think so, so Song Youfang thinks so?"

"He didn't think so either." He was not the only one who was wronged, Song Youfang also followed suit.

The old man turned his head and glanced at Ting Yun, "Do you think you were wronged by the Song family in the previous incident?"

I and Song Youfang have already turned over the previous matter, Ting Yun looked into the eyes of the old man, "If Song Youfang doesn't let me be wronged, it's not considered wronged. Besides, you are an elder, and I, as a junior, can't be called wronged in any way. .”

"Hmph." The old man looked Ting Yun up and down, "I didn't think you were sharp-tongued before."

Ting Yun didn't refute. He didn't know when Mr. Song would enter the house, and he couldn't go in alone. He just stood aside obediently holding an umbrella.

"I heard that you two went to see Song Youfang's mother?"

The rain was so loud that Ting Yun couldn't hear the old man's tone, so he could only tell the truth, "Yes."

I thought there would be another burst of cynicism, but I didn't expect that the old man didn't speak anymore. For some reason, Ting Yun suddenly felt that, as Song Youfang said, his father was slowly accepting it in a silent way.

Song Youfang waited in the bedroom for a long time, but Ting Yun did not come back. He was not familiar with Ting Yun at home, so Song Youfang was a little worried, so he went downstairs to have a look.

As soon as he reached the corner of the stairs, through the window, he saw Ting Yun with his father in the yard holding an umbrella. Both of them had their backs to him. He couldn't see what they were doing until he got closer. tools on the ground.

There wasn't much talk about "mother". Song Youfang waited until the two of them stopped talking before he said, "It's getting late and it's raining heavily. Father, let's do it tomorrow."

When the two heard Song Youfang's voice, they both turned their heads. The father threw away the tool in his hand, and Ting Yun subconsciously wanted to help it.

After the old man got up, he clapped his hands and said, "You have had enough rest, too."

Ting Yun reacted to this sentence with no precedent and no conclusion, and realized that he was speaking to Song Youfang.

Song Youfang said "En" respectfully, the father and son didn't talk much, as if everything was kept silent.

Unexpectedly, Song Youxin came out from nowhere, "Can I retire after all my achievements?"

"Don't be too idle." The father replied to her without looking up.

Song Youxin had a big heart, and discussed with her elder brother with her fingers, "That's good, elder brother is busy with the first half of the year, and I will be busy with the second half."

She thought that no matter what she did, she would have to let go of the heavy responsibility first. Who would find her in the second half of the year? When it came to this point, Song Youfang shouldn't be humble in front of her father?

Song Youfang was not polite to her either, "No, there are still some things to deal with."

Rejecting too simply, Song Youxin cast a look at her father asking for help, only to hear her father say indifferently: "You two discuss it yourself."

Song Youxin had no choice but to hold her elder brother's arm close to him, "What could be the matter? You're married, you've finished your honeymoon, and you've had enough rest."

Song Youfang didn't make it very clear, "The matter of the house has not been dealt with clearly."

Song Youxin's thoughts jumped, and she chased her elder brother and asked, "What? Are you planning to engage in real estate?"

After chasing her all the way, she sent her elder brother and sister-in-law into the bedroom, but she didn't get a letter of approval. She shouted loudly outside the bedroom door, "Forget it, what's so great, I don't care to know."

The two people in the bedroom listened and looked at each other. Ting Yun couldn't help but laughed first. After a whole day of anxiety, he was finally able to put his heart back into his stomach.

There was no movement outside, so he tugged at the corner of Song Youfang's clothes, "Don't bully Song Youxin, I think she really wants to get close to you, but you are not polite when talking to her sometimes."

Song Youfang really didn't have any special feelings about how polite she was when she spoke to Song Youxin, but when she heard Ting Yun help her speak, she really wanted to be rude for a while.

"Song Youxin's temperament, you should be more polite to her, she is easy to get ahead." Song Youfang was afraid that his tone would be bad, so he patted Ting Yun's hand when he spoke. Song Youxin would never experience this kind of tenderness and care. of.

About the house, not only Song Youxin was curious, but Ting Yun was also curious. He had never heard Song Youfang mention it.

"What house?"

It was just a casual question, but Song Youfang was still mysterious, "It's still a secret."

This secret also whetted Ting Yun's appetite. Song Youfang still refused to tell the two of them when they returned to their home from the old house, and had to wait until Monday, when the final decision was made, before telling Ting Yun.

On the day of work on Monday, Song Youfang sent Ting Yun downstairs to the company. Before leaving, he said softly to Ting Yun: "After get off work today, I will show you the secret."

Ting Yun, who was a bit sleepy at first, became excited when he heard it, "You said so."

Ting Yun was thinking about "Song Youfang's secret" in his heart, and he was absent-minded at work all day today. Seeing that he got off work in the afternoon, his curiosity drove him not to delay for a moment, and he punched his card and quickly took the elevator downstairs.

Song Youfang's car was parked at the same place, and when he saw Ting Yun, he passed the co-pilot and opened the car door for Ting Yun, "I got off work very early today."

Where is Ting Yun in the mood to ink with Song Youfang, "Can you tell me now?"

The engine roared and the car started slowly. Song Youfang said unhurriedly, "Take you to see our new home."

"New home?" Ting Yun was stunned, "You never mentioned to me that you want to move..."

Song Youfang could hear the bewilderment in Ting Yun's tone, he watched Ting Yun's expression out of the corner of his eye, and explained: "We don't move, and it's not completely a new home."

The scenery outside the car window was receding rapidly, and the route looked very familiar.

Ting Yun couldn't turn his head around, and muttered: "This is the direction to my parents' house..."

Song Youfang chuckled lightly without explaining too much.

When the car drove into the garage of the community, Ting Yun was convinced that this was his family's community, and he didn't understand.

"You didn't say you were coming back today..."

Song Youfang, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

Song Youfang parked the car, signaled Ting Yun to get out of the car, and the two walked out of the garage.

Before entering the building, Ting Yun paid special attention to the unit, yes, it was his unit, even the small advertisement at the elevator entrance was exactly the same.

Song Youfang's unhurried appearance made Ting Yun a little anxious, "Song Youfang!"

"Come on, let's go upstairs first." Song Youfang pressed the elevator button, inviting Ting Yun to enter the elevator with his gaze.

Ting Yun had no choice but to follow up. The button that was pressed was also the floor of his house, so he could only pretend that Song Youfang was making fun of him.

"Does Mom and Dad know we're going home?"

"do not know."

The elevator stopped after reaching the floor, Ting Yun walked straight towards his door, his wrist tightened, and was pulled by Song Youfang.

Song Youfang said, "It's this way." Then, he took out the key from his pocket and was about to open the door.

Ting Yun was shocked, Song Youfang wanted to open the door of the neighbor's house, "Huh?"

"Did you forget?" The door is still an old-fashioned lock, and there is a click when it is opened, "This resident wants to live next door with his son, and this house is going to be sold..."

"So you bought it?" Ting Yun would rush to answer.

"Ah."

As soon as the door was pushed open, it was obvious that the inside had been redecorated, and even the furniture had been replaced with brand new ones.

A small house is different from a big villa in that it has an extra layer of home.

Ting Yun walked in behind Song Youfang, "Why did you buy it here?"

There is no investment value in their community, and the room for appreciation of this house is not as good as depositing money in the bank.

Ting Yun loves his family, his heart is divided into two halves, one side is concerned about his parents, and the other is concerned about Song Youfang.

"It's convenient when you want to go home. You don't have to wait for time. You can go to your parents' house when you go out this door."

Ting Yun's heart was full, he didn't say anything, Song Youfang could guess what was in his heart, and could quietly plan for him.

"Actually...the family can live in..."

Here, Ting Yun hadn't finished being moved, Song Youfang said solemnly: "It's inconvenient for us to live at my parents' house."

"Huh?" Ting Yun was taken aback for a moment, and then his cheeks became hot, blinding his emotion, "Wait for you to go back to the company... Is it too far to work here..."

Song Youfang pulled Ting Yun closer, "Not far."

If Song Youfang had to say, he only felt that the time when he was separated from Ting Yun was the farthest, so far away that he could never touch Ting Yun. As for the commute to and from get off work, he wished it could be further away. The two of you can spend more time together.

Song Youfang asked softly, "Do you like it?"

"Like it."

I like this house, I like Song Youfang's secret, and I also like Song Youfang.

Ting Yun stood on tiptoe emotionally, wanting to kiss Song Youfang. Just as her breath got entangled, she heard the sound of the door opening again. Before they could let go, her mother's voice sounded.

"Oh! Why did you two come back? Why didn't you say anything before?"

"Why are you two next door? Haven't eaten yet? Come in quickly."

Ting Yun supported Song Youfang's chest with his hands, his face was burning, and he responded: "Understood, we will come right away."

Mother left the door for them, Ting Yun looked in the direction of the door, and whispered: "It's quite inconvenient..."

Song Youfang put his arms around Tingyun's back and asked in a deep voice, "Are you still kissing?"

How could Song Youfang speak out about such embarrassing things?Ting Yun was not to be outdone, "Dear, why not kiss?"

When the lips were close together, the soft touch touched the softest part of my heart. Ting Yun didn't dare to spend too long with Song Youfang, so he took a bite, "Let's go home first."

What Song Youfang expected was nothing more than Ting Yun's words of "going home". Now that he has got his wish, what he can do is to cherish this hard-won lover even more for the rest of his life.