After the rain

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A bag bulged on the bed, and Song Qikun pulled out the milk tea that he hadn't seen for many days out of the quilt, rubbed his face against it, meowed like a cat, woke it up and asked with a smile, "Did you miss me?" Um?"

"Meow——" Milk Tea moaned softly with sleepy eyes, lifted a plum blossom cushion to hold the tip of his nose, preventing him from approaching.

Song Qikun scratched the soft fur on its abdomen, "Are you a pig? You can sleep like this."

Milk Tea moved its tail perfunctorily, and even purred lazily.

Shen Yan carefully checked again whether there was any omission of the things to bring, turned his eyes and saw Song Qikun yawned, and said: "It's still early, if you are sleepy, you can sleep for a while."

Song Qikun immediately kicked off his slippers and climbed onto the bed, turned over with milk tea in his arms, grabbed his front paws and hooked his hands at him, smiling: "Sleep together."

"Okay." Shen Yan walked over to take a nap with him.

Song Qikun put the milk tea on the other side without hesitation, moved over to hug him, buried his face in his neck, exhaled with satisfaction, his heart was peaceful and comfortable, and fell asleep within a few minutes.

The warm breath gently touched the skin, Shen Yan didn't feel sleepy, caressing the lines of his collar carelessly, keeping his posture unchanged until he woke up.

Song Qikun woke up refreshed, and when he was helping Shen Yan carry the luggage outside the door, he bumped into Shen Xin going home, and when their eyes met, both of them froze for a moment, Song Qikun didn't even dare to breathe for a moment, He took a step back unconsciously, with a tense expression, like a frightened dog.

When I saw this child last time, I felt that he was generous and thoughtful, he was very good at taking care of others, and he was more mature than most children of this age. Seeing him like this now, Shen Xin couldn't help laughing, and teased him on purpose: "I look so good very scary?"

Before Song Qikun could answer, a head popped out of his shoulder——Shen Yan asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

His eyes touched Shen Xin, and he called out "Brother" lightly.

"It's okay." Song Qikun turned his head and smiled at him, secretly observed Shen Xin's expression from the corner of his eye.

Once you know the relationship between the two of them, you can find clues from the seemingly ordinary getting along with each other. It's not the eye contact, but the natural intimacy... In short, it's weird.

Shen Xin's teeth were a little sore, he stepped forward to pick up the cardboard box in Song Qikun's hand, "Give it to me."

Song Qikun unconsciously raised his voice: "No, I'll do it!"

Seeing that he was indeed too reserved, Shen Xin smiled helplessly: "Didn't Xiaobao tell you? I have no objection to your falling in love, so don't be nervous."

Shen Yan tilted his head, his eyes fixed on Song Qikun's profile.

It was not the first time they met a stranger, the sense of familiarity had already been established in the previous contact, Shen Xin's attitude was as gentle and sincere as before, and successfully made the last trace of uneasiness in Song Qikun's heart disappear.

The big boy with clear eyes smiled a little shyly but happily, and shouted loudly: "Brother!"

Compared with his own younger brother, this energetic appearance is really very pleasing, the more Shen Xin looked at it, the more he felt satisfied, he nodded with a smile: "That's right."

After packing their luggage, the three of them set off for Wenheng. Song Qikun was arranged to sit in the co-driver, while Shen Yan accompanied Milk Tea in the back seat.

Shen Xin would stay there for one night, so he was not in a hurry to hurry. There was relaxing and soft pure music playing in the car, he had a pleasant conversation with Song Qikun, while Shen Yan listened quietly with his milk tea in his arms, occasionally interjecting a few words.

The vehicle drives through a grand sunset that is full of red, and the night falls like a curtain, silently and gently embracing everything.

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Milk Tea: Are you polite?

45. Cheating

The weather in Wenheng is unpredictable recently. In the early morning, you can see a gorgeous sunrise, and the sky is clear and clear with white clouds. There will be widespread sustained rainfall.

No. [-] Middle School's vacation time is set on the tenth day of the new year, and students return to school one after another at nine o'clock in the morning.

Shen Xin went back to Wenling after having breakfast, Shen Yan finished seeing him off and then went home to clean up, in the middle of the process someone knocked on the door, he looked closely at the cat's eye, it was Song Qikun.

Song Qikun brought a lot of local products from his hometown during the Spring Festival this year. He specially packed a copy for Shen Yan in a gift box. He chose all the things that the other party would like to eat, and the promised cash red envelopes were also honored. The amount is tacky. And romantic digital homophony.

Shen Yan's eyes were bright, and he said in surprise, "Thank you."

"What else?" Song Qikun pushed aside his too long bangs, thinking about helping him get a haircut later.

Shen Yan kissed him: "I love you."

Song Qikun was delighted: "What else?"

request so much.

Shen Yan glanced at him suspiciously, temporarily put the gift box and red envelope aside, and walked closer for him to hug.

It can be said to be serious and well-behaved.

Song Qikun's heart was filled with sugar bubbles, he rubbed the back of his head twice, then bowed his head and hugged him, wrapping his arms tightly around his thin waist, and said with a smile: "That's good."

Naturally, the free labor delivered to the door could not be wasted. Shen Yan took an apron and tied it for Song Qikun, and arranged for him to clean the tables and chairs.

After finishing the cleaning, the two went out to buy daily necessities, fruits and vegetables, and filled the refrigerator that had been vacant for more than half a month.Shen Yan stayed with Song Qikun for lunch, and cooked home-cooked four dishes and one soup, which was delicious in color, fragrance, and Song Qikun wished he could eat a mouthful and praise him, and he was full before he knew it.

He pulled up the hem of his clothes, his stomach was bulging visible to the naked eye, and his abdominal muscles disappeared without a trace, "Baby, you have to be responsible."

Shen Yan was speechless and funny, took a plate of Jianweixiaoshi tablet and handed it to him, "Take four tablets."

Song Qikun didn't answer, grabbed his wrist and pulled him to him, raised his face and said, "Hey me."

The voice was deliberately suppressed softly, obviously acting like a baby again.

Shen Yan hated his tricks the most, so he had to give him piece by piece, lowered his eyes to stare into his clear eyes, and asked softly, "How old are you?"

Song Qikun bit his fingertips while taking the pills, his eyes curled up: "Three years old."

Shen Yan let out a low laugh, bent down to kiss his forehead after feeding four tablets, and was thrown down on the sofa by the "hungry dog" who claimed to be three years old in the next moment. Oncoming attack.

The head was protected with the palm of the hand, and after confirming the safety, the hand moved to the side of the ear.

Shen Yan closed his eyes in relaxation.

After a while, Song Qikun felt that he was not so supportive, so he started to help Shen Yan get a haircut. After finishing the haircut, he was reluctant to leave, so he took advantage of the opportunity to have dinner, then packed his schoolbag and went to school together.

It was getting dark early during this time, and even the setting sun disappeared after five o'clock. Dark clouds gathered, and it seemed that it might rain. Song Qikun reminded Shen Yan to remember to bring an umbrella.

Shen Yan's backpack contained vacation homework and some tutorial books, and it was quite heavy. Song Qikun had become a habit of taking care of him, so he picked it up and threw it on his back as a matter of course.

The two walked out of the unit building, the cold wind was blowing in the face mixed with the rain, the spring thunder rumbled in the sky, and the bright white lightning was like a swimming dragon, shuttling through the clouds.

"I can only walk." Song Qikun put away the bicycle keys, pulled out the umbrella in the side pocket of the backpack, his eyes subconsciously dropped, and seeing that Shen Yan's shoelaces were a little loose, he knelt down to help him retighten them, and said worriedly: "My feet Does it hurt?"

Shen Yan stared at the hair on the top of his head: "It doesn't hurt."

"That's good."

The rain was not heavy, but the evil wind caused mischief. When they arrived at school, their trouser legs were a little wet. Fortunately, the school uniform was loose and they would not feel uncomfortable covering them.

Song Qikun sent Shen Yan upstairs before returning to his classroom. The class was very lively and almost everyone was present. Everyone gathered together to chat and share life and interesting things during the holiday.

Because there will be a new semester test tomorrow, the rest of the time after the brief class meeting will be reserved for them to review and prepare for the test.

However, few people are interested in studying. They either talk small talk with each other at the same table, or fly small notes across the air, and what’s more, they arrogantly chat in the water group with their mobile phones. Hand in your phone.

Considering the long journey back to school for some students, the evening self-study ended at 09:30.

The rain was still falling, but the wind had subsided a bit, and there was no more running around, crying and howling.

Song Qikun waited for Shen Yan in the administrative hall, and found that the man's backpack was heavier than when he came, and he was still carrying a paper bag in his hand.

"It's so heavy...what's in it?" He lifted the bottom of the backpack with his hands and estimated the weight. It must weigh at least ten kilograms. "Give it to me, and I'll carry it for you."

"Special product from Duan Zheng." Shen Yan cooperated with him to take away the backpack, raised the paper bag, and said, "A prize from Teacher Song."

"What prize?"

"Notebook and pen."

"It's my dad's style." Song Qikun opened his umbrella and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "You can still get a bonus at the flag-raising ceremony for the opening of school next week."

The two walked into the rain, and their shoes splashed a small layer of water on the stagnant water.

Shen Yan has heard of such a thing, but he cares more about the bonus than——

"Will I go on stage with you to receive the award?" He remembered that the award with the highest total score in each grade was awarded together.

"Of course, I'll stand next to you then."

"That's good."

Song Qikun had a strange face: "What? Would you be afraid by yourself?"

Shen Yan shook his head and said, "No, but I want to be with you."

"Tsk, little sticky man."

"Do you not like it?"

"I like it! Very~don't~like~like!" Song Qikun raised his chin and spoke loudly, wishing that the whole world could know his heart.

Shen Yan couldn't help laughing: "It's late, don't disturb the people."

The raindrops hit the umbrella surface gently and delicately, and the water droplets condensed on the branches of the street trees disrupted the rhythm from time to time, reproducing the uninterrupted heartbeat of young people.

"Baby."

"Ok?"

"Come on for the exam tomorrow."

"You too."

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