After being reborn as a cat, I kicked the actor

"I shouldn't be calling you at this time!" Yu Junnuo said angrily: "I didn't feel hungry at first, but seeing you eating like this, I feel very hungry. I should take a shower after you finish eating hot pot." Call when you go to bed!"

Wen Song, who was seated opposite him, was caught off guard when he heard this sentence. He was choked up several times, and his face flushed. He didn't feel much embarrassment in front of Qin Shi about the bed matter, but it was another matter to say it from someone else's mouth. .

Qin Shi cast a concerned look, and wanted to get up to go over, but was stopped by Wen Song repeatedly waving his hands. Seeing that he had recovered after drinking a few sips, he did it again, and then looked at the phone screen with a bad expression.

Yu Junnuo looked at the sky with a guilty conscience.

Qin Shi pursed his lips, feeling a little helpless, and then said, "If it's not convenient for you to deal with Yu Junyue, I can do it myself."

Yu Junnuo hurriedly said: "No, no, my family is unfortunate, I will take care of it, but it will take a while, anyway, Yu Junyue will not appear in front of you and Wen Song in the future, you can rest assured."

Although Yu Junnuo often runs the train, he will basically do what he promised.

Qin Shi nodded and didn't say anything else. After saying happy New Year's Eve to each other, he hung up the phone and concentrated on enjoying the hot pot on New Year's Eve with Wen Song.

The food intake of the two big men is very objective, and Wen Song prepared the ingredients according to the situation of the two of them, so there is no food left after eating, and the plates are all empty.

The two started to clean up together, and the living room was quickly cleaned up, the dishes were cleaned easily, and the kitchen was quickly tidied up.

Walking out of the kitchen, Wen Song felt stretched and tired, and stretched his hands: "Ah..."

Qin Shi came out after him, saw the situation and walked over, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, put his chin on Wen Song's shoulder unceremoniously, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Wen Song thought for a while and said, "I don't know whether to answer whether you have lasted or are you tired."

Qin Shi Wenyan looked down at Wen Song's belly, but he couldn't see the roundness, so he reached out and touched it, felt it for a while, and said, "It's a little thinner."

"It's filming," Wen Songhun said indifferently, "you should be a little thinner, and you can't be fat in order to look good on camera."

Qin Shi frowned, not quite agreeing: "You're not that fat in the first place."

Wen Song sniffed the residual hot pot smell in the air, reached out and patted Qin Shihuan's hand off his waist, and said, "Nonsense, didn't you always say that the pouch on Qin Song Song's stomach is soft and easy to touch?"

Qin Shi followed him and explained, "That's a cat. You don't have pouches when you become a human, and your abdominal muscles are easy to touch."

Wen Song got the air freshener, and Wen Yan couldn't help turning around and spraying it: "How can you always turn the topic into a serious one? Fans should know that you are like Qin Shi in private, and the filter will probably be broken in half Alright."

Qin Shi squinted his eyes, like a lion taking a nap after a full stomach on the grassland, and after the air freshener dissipated a little, he said calmly, "Eat sex is also, and this side is only suitable for you to see alone. .”

Wen Song began to spray air freshener around the living room, snorting: "I used to have the impression that you were cold, deep and quiet, but now I know that you also have a glib side."

Qin Shi leaned on the sofa with his hands, flexed his fingers and dragged his chin, smiled with deep meaning, and replied, "You will see more of me in the future."

Wen Song turned his head and glanced at him, feeling that something was wrong with his smile, and recalling what he said just now, which made Qin Shi smile with a deeper meaning, after thinking it over clearly, he immediately turned his head away from Qin Shi , the ears turned red: "I've seen a lot of faces now!"

Qin Shi knew that Wen Song had realized the deep meaning in his expression just now, and the smile on his lips deepened, but he didn't continue to deepen the topic. You can't tease cats too much, and blowing hair is not good.

After spraying the air freshener several times, Wen Song still felt that the smell of hot pot hadn't completely dissipated, so he walked to the balcony and opened the glass door at the entrance of the balcony to allow the living room to be fully ventilated.

"Teacher Qin, come here!"

Qin Shi in the living room heard the call and walked to the balcony: "What's wrong?"

"Look." Wen Song leaned half his body on the balcony. He likes to enjoy the wind on the balcony in summer night and bask in the sun on the balcony in winter, so the balcony was not sealed during the renovation, even though it was a low floor. I'm not worried about someone breaking into the house. After all, the surveillance camera on the balcony and the thick bulletproof glass balcony door can provide good protection, for the sake of the corner of the balcony.

Downstairs there is a sycamore tree that is as old as this community. The location of Wen Song's balcony is just right to see the top of the tree, and the summer scenery is excellent.In autumn and winter, the leaves turn yellow, and the trees are covered with fallen leaves. In winter, snow falls on the trunks and leaves, which is another scene.

It’s winter, and it’s New Year’s Eve. Some adults and children in the community wrapped a string of lights around the tree, and hung many small red lanterns and Chinese knot pendants with the word “Fu” on the treetops. , red and white, and warm yellow lights add to the lively and festive atmosphere of the New Year. This old sycamore tree is invited to spend New Year's Eve together every year. This is the simple happiness of ordinary people.

Not far from under the tree, children were laughing and playing, and fireworks burst out.

These are the Chinese New Year scenery that Wen Song invited Qin Shi to come and see.

"nice."

The street lamp hit Qin Shi's face, outlining his handsome facial features, which were as soft as the warm light at this time.

Wen Song couldn't help smiling, and took out his phone to take a picture of Qin Shi's profile, and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful."

Qin Shi turned to look at him, with a helpless and indulgent smile on his lips.

"Come here." He waved to Wen Song.

Wen Song was originally suspicious of what Qin Shi was going to do, but seeing his faint smile on his face, he couldn't help but leaned towards him, and then Qin Shi grabbed his shoulders and took it away from him. Mobile phone, said: "We need to take pictures together, I'm not interested in just taking pictures."

Wen Song was stunned, then he frowned and smiled: "Okay."

"Crack-"

The camera shutter is pressed, and the picture freezes the photo of the first New Year that the two spent together.

In the photo, the young man in a white shirt has curved eyebrows and a gentle smile. The taller man next to him who is also wearing a white shirt tilts his head slightly, and his gentle and deep eyes fall on him, as if looking at him for thousands of years.

"Qin Shi, Happy New Year's Eve!"

"Happy New Year's Eve."

"and also."

"Ok?"

"I love you, this is the ninth year I love you, and this is the first year I love you."

"This is also the first year I love you."

The eyes of the two met, and at the same time, all the residents in the community were broadcasting the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, and the countdown time came from everywhere and gathered together.

While everyone else was watching the Spring Festival Gala in their respective happy and warm homes, Qin Shi pulled Wen Song over and kissed each other at the last second of the countdown.

Because it was outside, the kiss didn't last long.

Wen Song looked at the photos on his phone contentedly, and felt a pity for a moment that their happiness could not be posted to let others know.

But, it doesn't matter too much, life is lived with the door closed, it doesn't matter whether others know or not, as long as they know it themselves.

Wen Song looked at the photo, and realized that it happened to be a coincidence to capture the picture of the children setting off fireworks in a circle. Just behind them, he suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to ask Qin Shi: "Did you let off the fireworks?"

Qin Shi was taken aback, and shook his head: "No one bought these for me when I was young."

"In my memory, the most beautiful fireworks are set off with my parents, but after the Chinese New Year, I can only watch my cousin set off the fireworks." Wen Song's sadness came and went quickly, and he turned around and said: " Just wait for me, I'll be right back!"

Before Qin Shi could react, he heard that Song had already opened the glass door and entered the room. He quickly followed and told, "Put on the down jacket!"

"Understood!" Wen Song picked up the down jacket hanging at the entrance and hurried out.

Reminiscent of the topic that Wen Song had mentioned before he left, Qin Shi seemed to have a feeling, and walked back to the balcony. Sure enough, after a while, he saw Wen Song in a white down jacket appearing downstairs, with his slightly elongated hair following him Running and jumping, full of vitality.

Qin Shi looked at him, and smiled. He liked Wen Song's energetic appearance, rather than a cold and lifeless number appearing in TV reports.

Wen Song walked up to the half-grown children who were playing with fireworks, bent his knees, smiled kindly and said something to the children. Qin Shi could imagine how soft his tone was when he spoke like this.

Facts have proved that a good-looking face, whether in front of adults or children, is easy to win favor.

Wen Song didn't negotiate for a long time, and bought a handful of fireworks from a child with the cash he brought out. There were even children who wanted to send him some fireworks. They all took some in their hands, and then gave each one a red ticket.

Wen Song, who bought the fireworks, ran back again. He seemed to have noticed something. He looked up at his balcony, and was looking down at Qin Shi condescendingly. With a smile in his eyes, he waved his hand , to pass on his happiness to Qin Shi.

After a while, Qin Shi heard the sound of the electronic door lock opening, and turned to look.

Wen Song hastily put on his slippers and walked quickly, holding a handful of fireworks in his hand, smiling... Qin Shi was a little indescribable, like a big golden retriever with enthusiasm, rushing towards him, trying to share happiness and bring him Come and be happy.

"My first experience with fireworks, Mr. Qin, do you want to experience it?"

Qin Shi took out a firework from his hand and asked with a light smile, "What do you think of the firework bought for 500 yuan?"

Wen Song coughed twice, took out the lighter from the child from his pocket and handed it to Qin Shi: "Although there is no daughter, it can be regarded as an act of laughing like a concubine in the world of mortals, ah, no, I should be five hundred fireworks Qin Shi laugh."

Qin Shi was amused by him, took the lighter and lit the small fireworks.

Looking at Wen Song's smiling face through the beautiful fireworks, Qin Shi only felt that there was more love in his heart, and the place filled by Wen Song was also fuller.

If one day, there is only one name left in his heart, he will forget himself, and Wen Song will be left behind.