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The two men were inexperienced in raising children, so Sang Ye slept too much in the car, and refused to sleep when they got home.Tang Yuan leaned on the bed and read stories to him. After reading most of a book, he was almost talking nonsense, and finally heard the sound of steady breathing.

Tang Yuan left a small night light in the room, closed the door lightly and went out, stretched his waist in the corridor, and tiptoed to the room.Sang Qingshi's bedroom was on the other side of the corridor, and Ren Tangyuan couldn't hear a sound even though his ears were straightened up.

He took a comfortable hot shower, dried his hair, changed into a T-shirt and got under the fluffy quilt.

After a few minutes, he crawled out again, and grabbed the seal doll that Sang Qing had given him when he was sitting on the single chair beside him, and put it under the bed.

When he was a child, the conditions at home were not good, and his only toy was a yellow plastic truck, which was placed in the corner outside the house for him to play with sand.After entering the orphanage, I received books and stationery donated by well-wishers in society.Later, when my sister became a little bit capable, she often bought him food and clothing, and his mobile phone and laptop were bought for him by his brother-in-law with the year-end bonus.

He didn't lack anything, but he didn't expect that when he was almost 20 years old, he would receive a big doll that could be cuddled and slept.

Baibai is soft, cute and easy to pinch, Sang Qingshi also said that this guy looks like him.

Tang Yuan hugged the seal in front of him and rubbed it for a while, then remembered an important matter, and got up to touch his phone again.

He set Sang Qing to the top, although they don't send messages often, the chat history can be swiped to the end after two clicks.

Click transfer, enter the amount, send, and attach an emoticon package of "happy glutinous rice balls".I typed a few more lines on the keyboard: Mr. Sang, today the tickets for the aquarium, movie tickets and meal money will be transferred to you, and the seal will thank you!

Sang Qingshi had just finished answering a few work emails and was about to take a shower. As soon as he unbuttoned two shirts, he heard the phone vibrate several times on the table, and he saw that it was Tang Yuan.

This kid lived a few steps away from him, and instead of knocking on the door, he sent a WeChat message, thinking it was something, and it turned out that he was transferring money to him.

Sang Qing smiled and clicked "Refund".

The shirt was half unbuttoned, so he simply took it off and threw it aside, and sent Tang Yuan a message: I told you that I would take you out to play and won't let you pay.

When Tang Yuan saw that the money was returned, he didn't insist on it. He turned from lying on his back to lying on his stomach. He hesitated and asked the question he had always wanted to ask: Mr. Sang, do you also regard me as a A child?

Otherwise, how could friends go out to pay for themselves, buy dolls with their own share, care about whether they are growing up, and give themselves lucky money during the New Year?

Tang Yuan was full of confusion here, and Sang Qingshi choked on drinking water at the other end.

Who would react that way to a small child?Is this kid stupid?

Sang Qingshi squeezed the center of her eyebrows, for the first time in her life, she realized what suffering is unspeakable.

But it's okay for him to be stupid, at least he met himself, not other bad guys.

Mingli said to Tang Yuan, secretly to warn himself, and Sang Qingshi replied ambiguously: I will try my best to treat you like a child.

Turns out he was family.Tang Yuan was so flattered that he covered his mouth and laughed out loud on the bed. The quilt was kicked up, and he sent a silly sentence: Mr. Sang, you are so kind.

The corner of Sang Qingshi's mouth twitched, and he understood what a dilemma is.

The notification tone of the text message on the mobile phone suddenly sounded, and a series of numbers popped up.

Sang Qingshi conveniently clicked on it, and immediately restrained her expression.

Qingshi, did you receive my text message?

The last one was the sentence that Tang Yuan read to him a few hours ago: Hi, Qingshi, I'm Ji An, and I'm back in China.

The number is unfamiliar, but the name can be recalled. They were classmates ten years ago.

Just because I was a classmate and I hadn't seen him for ten years, it was easy to ask for my mobile phone number.

Sang Qing wanted to pretend that he hadn't seen it, but Ji An, if he didn't answer, he might have to keep asking.

He casually typed a line and sent it over, with a polite and indifferent attitude: Received, I wish you a happy life back home.

Ji An seemed to be on the phone, and came back in a few seconds: Are you free to come out for a meal?

Sang Qingshi didn't want to waste more time, and said concisely: I'm busy with work in the new year, sorry.

Fortunately, Ji An didn't bother: Then you go to bed early and talk later, good night.

Sang Qingshi quit the SMS interface, clicked on Tang Yuan's WeChat, and thought about how to reply, Tang Yuan's nickname suddenly changed to "the other party is typing".He stopped and waited for a while, and the prompt changed back to his nickname, but no message was sent.

Sang Qingshi pursed her lips and asked: Typing for so long?Still praising me?

Now Tang Yuan returned quickly: No, I want to say good night to you.

He really wanted to send the word "good night", but because he didn't receive a reply to the last one, he was afraid that Sang Qing would be disturbed by the ringtone when he fell asleep, so he deleted, deleted, typed and didn't send it.

Sang Qingshi pressed the voice button and said calmly, "Well, good night."

Hearing the two-second voice, Tang Yuan's chest tightened and his face became hot. He hugged the seal and rolled around on the bed twice, and he didn't calm down until he fell asleep.

Maybe he was too tired from playing the day before, but Tang Yuan had a good night's sleep and woke up very early in the morning.Before Sang Qing got up, he slipped into Xiao Ye Zi's room, woke up Xiao Zi, put on his clothes, and prepared things for kindergarten.

The two stood brushing their teeth in the large bathroom in the corridor, one at a sink, Xiao Ye Zi just reached it by stepping on a stool, imitating Tang Yuan's order, Tang Yuan brushed which side Xiao Ye Zi brushed and which side.Tang Yuan hummed a simple piano etude, and Xiao Yezi also hummed.

Humming and humming, when they saw Sang Qing in the mirror, both of them turned their heads back together, and went to catch the toothpaste foam that was about to fall from their mouths.

Sang Qingshi's hair was not scratched, his beard was not shaved, and he was still handsome in pajamas and slippers.

His room was empty of aftershave water, so he came to look for a spare, saw that the door was open, and Little Leaf was there, so he stood directly at the door, how did he know that the close-up picture was so beautiful.

Tang Yuan, the little bastard, didn't even wear any pants, but a large T-shirt covered it up with confidence, revealing what shouldn't be, but his two thin, straight legs were dazzlingly white.The neckline of the old clothes that have been worn for a long time is washed loose, and when he raises his hand, he tilts to one side, and half of his shoulders and collarbone are exposed to the outside.

"Morning Brother Qingshi." Sang Ye said obediently, turned around and took a small cup of water to rinse her mouth.

"Morning, Mr. Sang." Tang Yuan and Sang Qing looked at each other, and seemed to sense that there was something wrong with his eyes for a moment, thinking that he might not have slept well last night.

"Morning." Sang Qing's voice was hoarse, and he touched Xiao Ye Zi's head, his eyes moved away from Tang Yuan's face, and pointed to the locker beside him, "I'm looking for something."

Tang Yuan snorted, stepped out of the way, and squeezed into the same sink with Xiao Yezi to finish brushing his teeth.

Sang Qingshi wasn't sure if there were any extras, and looked at the bottles and jars packed by the part-time workers one by one, and found none.

"What are you looking for?" Tang Yuan asked.

"Aftershave, do you have any?"

Tang Yuan really did, nodded and said, "I'll get it for you."

As he spoke, he ran back to his room, took a small sky-blue bottle back, handed it to Sang Qing and said, "My brand is not a good one, but it's quite useful, so I'll give it to you."

Tang Yuan has light hair and only a few beards. He usually shaves casually. If it wasn't for the free bottle of razors he bought online, he wouldn't buy them at all.

"It doesn't smell too sweet. I used it just now. You should smell it." Afraid that Sang Qingshi was worried that cheap things might have inferior flavors, Tang Yuan put his face on the side of Sang Qingshi's neck and stayed under his breath for a few seconds .

Sang Qingshi's breath was stagnant, she tilted her head away, "I can't smell it, it's just toothpaste."

"Oh." Tang Yuan just realized it.He actually got up and brushed his teeth, Xiao Yezi insisted on pestering him to brush his teeth together, so he came out with the toothbrush and brushed it again with the children.

"Then do you use it?" Tang Yuan blinked and passed the aftershave lotion forward.

Sang Qingshi gave a dry cough, said thank you, took the bottle and went out.