The national male god he privately linked to the station brother

After Song Yan and Che Shaoqi came back from their honeymoon, it was already a new year. Song Yan was too busy to stay at home recently because he had to prepare for the performance at the Spring Festival Gala, leaving Che Shaoqi to live alone in the new year. in the house.

It's not that Che Shaoqi can't stand loneliness, it's just that he is a little afraid of the cold because of the cold weather, and because Song Yan is not at home, his heart is inevitably a little empty.

And February 2rd is Che Shaoqi's birthday. At this time last year, the two of them were still not together. Naturally, Song Yan didn't help Che Shaoqi celebrate his birthday, but this year is different.

Seeing that the date is getting closer and closer to February 2rd, Che Shaoqi is rarely anxious.

He didn't know how to take the initiative to mention it to Song Yan, and he didn't know how to make the other party aware of this important day. After thinking about it for a few days, he carefully sent a tentative message to Song Yan in his daily chat. Song Yan.

Poissond'avril: How's your rehearsal going?

Huo[爱心]: There is no particularly big progress, there are many programs, interlocking, and there are too many things to pay attention to [hey]

Seeing Song Yan's reply, Che Shaoqi felt like he had to celebrate his first birthday by himself after the two of them got together.Although he was very disappointed, his tone did not show it.

Poissond'avril: Then you pay attention to rest.

Huo [Loving Heart]: Okay, you too [kiss]

After chatting with Song Yan, Che Shaoqi stared blankly at the gray wall for a while, washed up and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, he opened his eyes and sat on the bed for a while before putting on his slippers to wash his face and brush his teeth.After everything was packed, he opened the door and went downstairs.

The closer he got to the kitchen, the stronger the aroma became. Che Shaoqi was stunned for a moment, then walked quickly to the kitchen, and saw Song Yan wearing an apron cooking porridge.

"You..." Che Shaoqi thought he hadn't woken up early in the morning, and had hallucinations.

"Huh? Woke up? Come and taste it, I seem to have put too much salt." Song Yan waved to Che Shaoqi, asking him to come and have a taste.

Che Shaoqi stepped on the cotton slippers and walked beside him, leaning his head to taste the porridge in the spoon, but before he touched it, the porridge in the spoon fell into Song Yan's mouth.

Che Shaoqi, who was "tricked" inexplicably, raised his head and looked at Song Yan in confusion.

Song Yan hooked the corner of his mouth, put his arms around his waist, leaned against the table and kissed him.

The warm and fragrant porridge passed from Song Yan's mouth into Che Shaoqi's mouth. Che Shaoqi's face was flushed, and his hands were weakly clutching Song Yan's clothes at the waist, finally confirming that this person really came back.

"Morning." After the kiss, Song Yan smiled and whispered in Che Shaoqi's ear.

Che Shaoqi blushed back to him: "Morning."

"Go and sit down, I'll serve the porridge out."

Che Shaoqi stood still: "Didn't you say you were very busy?"

"Huh? No matter how busy you are, I will come back to celebrate your birthday with you." Song Yan squeezed Shaoqi's red ears when he got off the car, "Go now."

"...I'll help you." As Che Shaoqi said, he had already taken out the bowl from under the cupboard.

Song Yan smiled, but let him go.

The two sat face to face at the dining table: "Where do you want to go today?"

Because Che Shaoqi was on winter vacation, there was nothing to do, so it was a good time to go out and play.

"Tomorrow is my birthday..." Although Che Shaoqi didn't really believe that Song Yan would remember the wrong date, he still said it.

"I know, but tomorrow's birthday doesn't conflict with taking you out to play today." Song Yan remembered the time correctly.

"Is it okay to go to the aquarium?" Yueqiao City just opened an aquarium a while ago, but he hasn't been there yet.Because he seldom goes to these places, he wants to punch a card or something.

"Okay." Song Yan responded, "We can also make a cake by the way."

"Eat tonight?"

"That's right." Song Yan smiled and picked a piece of mustard for him, and then said, "Only when you are full can you have the strength to look at the birthday present."

Che Shaoqi was stunned, he didn't quite understand what Song Yan meant, but the other party didn't explain much, and just continued to tell him something about the recent rehearsal on the TV station.

After the two finished their breakfast, they cleaned up the dishes together, and then Song Yan drove the car out together.

Che Shaoqi bought a two-person aquarium voucher for a couple package on his mobile phone. The voucher also brought a two-person lunch and gifts, a total of 390, which is much more cost-effective than a single [-].

When they arrived at the aquarium, Song Yan went to collect the tickets in full gear, while Che Shaoqi went to buy two cups of hot drinks.

It is not uncommon for two men to visit the aquarium in the current social situation. After all, same-sex marriage is already legal, and visiting the aquarium is not the only right for girls.

The biggest selling point of this newly opened aquarium is that there are two false killer whales, two polar bears and four naive penguins, all of which are maintained here with the approval of Huaguo.

The environment in the aquarium is very good. It can be seen that all the breeders take great care of the animals. In addition, people and animals have been isolated before, so they are all safe.

Che Shaoqi stood in front of the false killer whales for a long time and did not leave, as if he was very interested in them.

Song Yan, who was wearing a mask, stood behind him and looked at it for a while, feeling that the blue water, the false killer whale in the sea, and Che Shaoqi standing there were too beautiful.

So he recorded this scene with his mobile phone, planning to post a Weibo to celebrate Che Shaoqi's birthday at midnight.

At noon, after the two of them finished eating the couple's set meal, they wandered off to the private cinema.

In the private cinema, you can order movies you want to watch at will, and the structure of each single room is very romantic or unique, which is very popular with young couples.

When Che Shaoqi and the others arrived at the private studio, there were already a lot of private rooms in use, so they chose a fairly simple one from the remaining ones and sat in it.Fortunately, the film sources are complete, and both of them have everything they want to watch.

It is rare to have such a pastime, so while watching a movie, the two of them leaned their heads together and chatted about some gossip.

"Sister Hui was dragged on a blind date some time ago."

"Ah?" Che Shaoqi was a little hard to imagine that Li Hui, a strong woman, would be dragged into a blind date.

"As a result, water was spilled on the man's face."

"why?"

"The man wanted to eat her tofu, but she splashed water on his face and slapped him." When Song Yan said this, he wanted to laugh. He could completely imagine that man's ugly face turned into a pig's liver.

Che Shaoqi also said coldly: "It's no matter what age, there will still be people like this."

"That's why I deserve to be beaten." Song Yan rubbed Che Shaoqi's head, and hugged him tighter, "Fortunately, I played hooligans with Professor Che, and Professor Che didn't beat me or scold me, he would only be fierce. I."

Che Shaoqi's ears turned red, he always felt that the "fierce" in Song Yan's mouth was not fierce in the true sense, it seemed to be tinged with some ambiguity.

After watching the movie, the two of them made a cake. The cake shop was opened by Ye Zinan's friend, and the secrecy was very good.For the sake of convenience, the two of them directly made the mousse cake, using the embryos given by the store, and it was really difficult to make them by themselves.

In the middle of making the cake, Song Yan remembered the sports car that he had mentioned before, and asked Che Shaoqi again: "Do you want to see the sports car?"

"Is it yours?" Che Shaoqi has always known that Song Yan has several expensive sports cars, but he has never seen them with his own eyes. Pretty big.

"Yeah." Song Yan nodded, "Didn't Uncle Zeng come to our wedding before? You've seen it before."

"I've seen it." When Song Yan mentioned it, Che Shaoqi had an impression. Although Uncle Zeng was around fifty, he looked very tough, and he even invited Che Shaoqi to see the car at the wedding.

"I usually make an appointment with Ye Zinan to drive, but it's been a long time since I met him, so I might be a little unfamiliar." Song Yan half-jokingly said.

"You are very good." After all, not everyone can obtain the certificate of a professional racing driver, but Song Yan got it easily.

Song Yan was in a clear mood after being praised, and simply said: "Then I will show you a hand that night."

The two of them made an appointment for the evening race car. After the cake was made, they gave the cake to the shopkeeper and kept it in the refrigerator. Before leaving, Song Yan gave the other party an address of their home, and asked the other party to deliver it on time at night with extra money. arrive.

Che Shaoqi found a nearby restaurant that had been told by his students that it was not bad, had a sumptuous dinner with Song Yan, and then drove to Uncle Zeng's.

As before, Uncle Zeng still lives at the foot of the mountain. He takes good care of the track on the mountain and the cars in the shed, and he never leaves them for a day.

Che Shaoqi stepped into the warehouse with one foot, and all he saw were expensive and luxurious sports cars. He had never seen such a big battle before, and his legs were weak.

If the cars here were put up for auction, they might be snatched up by the rich, but he knew that auctioning this kind of thing was impossible, after all, these were Song Yan and Ye Zinan's private collection.

"Which cars are yours?" Che Shaoqi took a rough look around. The differences in the styles of the cars here are quite obvious. When he asked this question, he already vaguely had an answer in his heart.

"What do you think?" Song Yan asked him with a smile.

Che Shaoqi walked directly to the Pagani Zonda, which he had the most control over. This car was pure black, which fit Song Yan's usual personality.

Song Yan frowned, walked over to open the passenger door, and invited Che Shaoqi to sit in: "Are you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?" Che Shaoqi was puzzled.

"It will be very fast." Song Yan pointed to the direction outside, "Did you see the track on the mountain?"

"I see." Che Shaoqi nodded, he had already prepared himself mentally and felt that he should be fine.

Song Yan patiently explained: "If you want to drive over that, you will drive down after reaching the top of the mountain. There is no guardrail on that track."

"Well, it's okay, I can." Che Shaoqi nodded and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Song Yan helped him close the door, walked around to the other side and sat in the driver's seat.

Just as Che Shaoqi was about to ask him how to start, Song Yan started the engine, reversed the car out of the garage, and stopped at the exact starting position.

Standing outside the carport, Uncle Zeng saw that Song Yan was getting ready, stepped aside a little, and held a stopwatch in his hand.Every time Song Yan and Ye Zinan came to drive, they would ask him to help time the time, because a sensor device was buried under the finish line on the top of the mountain.

Song Yan gestured to Uncle Zeng, stepped on the accelerator, and drove into the runway on the mountain at an unprecedented speed.

Che Shaoqi held onto his seat belt tightly, because the car was driving too fast, leaving only the biting cold wind whistling in his ears, and most of the time, he couldn't even open his eyes.

Whenever the sports car passed a curve, Che Shaoqi's heart skipped a beat at the dark cliff ahead.

After getting used to the oncoming wind, Che Shaoqi opened his eyes and looked at Song Yan beside him.

Song Yan's face was filled with an unprecedented smile, which was his love for racing, and it was also the happiness that only racing could bring him.

All the fears were suddenly replaced by deep happiness, and Che Shaoqi had a bold but romantic idea in his heart.

When the car passed the finish line, it came to a steady stop with a beautiful flick, leaving an obvious tire mark on the ground.

Song Yan turned to look at Che Shaoqi: "Is it cold?"

"...Mmm." Che Shaoqi replied tremblingly.

Song Yan immediately closed the carport: "We'll go down later."

"Not in a hurry." The cold turned cold, but after the cold was over, there was a feeling of enthusiasm.

Che Shaoqi opened the door and got out of the car, only to find that his legs were so weak that he almost knelt on the ground.

Song Yan hurriedly got out of the car to support him: "Slow down, don't worry."

Che Shaoqi was a little embarrassed. Before getting into the car, he still remembered the "big words" he said.

Leaning on Song Yan's shoulder, Che Shaoqi noticed the dreamy night view of Yueqiao City in the distance, and thought of the bold idea in the sports car before: "Just now... when you drove through the curve, I thought..."

"Ok?"

"I think, if I just die with you like this, it's not impossible." Che Shaoqi seldom utters such nasty things, but it's not unreasonable for people to grasp the things they want to cherish most in their minds when facing life and death. .

At that moment, he knew that the most important thing to him was Song Yan.

Song Yan's heart became hot, and he pushed Che Shaoqi to the side of the car: "Say it again."

"...Don't say it, it's unlucky to always say that word." Che Shaoqi turned his head away, ignoring Song Yan's request.

Song Yan let out a muffled laugh, and leaned into his ear: "Me too, I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day. The two of us want to live a long life together, and spend the rest of our lives hand in hand."

Before Che Shaoqi could figure out how to respond, Song Yan kissed him domineeringly. While kissing, he was also taken into the car.

——×

"Let's go, let's go back." Song Yan tidied up a little, and didn't plan to drive the car that came before. There were so many evidences of their "committing crimes" in this car, so I still had to take them back for processing.

Che Shaoqi sat in the co-pilot rather nervously, a little worried that Song Yan would be angry for accommodating him.

Thinking about it, he was probably tired and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, Che Shaoqi was so frightened that he sat up cleverly from the bed. The clock hanging on the wall showed 56:56. .

"Are you awake?" The door opened with a "click", and Song Yan walked in. Just as he was about to wake up Che Shaoqi, he saw that he was already awake.

"... What's the date?" Che Shaoqi didn't want to fall asleep before his birthday.

"Number two, there are three minutes left for number three, do you want to blow out the candles?" Song Yan invited.

When Che Shaoqi heard this, his eyes lit up, and he nodded heavily.

Song Yan stepped forward and dragged him downstairs together.

On the table in the living room were the cakes they made at the store in the afternoon, a bowl of hot Changshou noodles and two gift boxes.

Seeing all this, Che Shaoqi was very moved and didn't move for a long time.

Song Yan gently pushed him from behind and brought him to the table: "There are still 2 minutes, let's light a candle first."

"Okay." Che Shaoqi nodded and lit the candle, while Song Yan helped him put the birthday hat on his head.

When the time came, Che Shaoqi blew out the candles and cut the first piece of cake.

Song Yan opened one of the gift boxes, and inside was a car key.

"The sports car I gave you, let's pick it up tomorrow, and I will teach you how to drive in the future." Song Yan put the car key in the palm of Che Shaoqi, then took another box, opened it and spread it in front of Che Shaoqi, "In addition ...I didn't enjoy myself in the car at night, let's finish the cake and continue to try the little rabbit's, shall we?"

Che Shaoqi pursed his lips with a blushing face, and there was a bit of cake on the corner of his lips.Although he had predicted his end tonight, he still stubbornly did not answer Song Yan's question.

Song Yan smiled muffledly, leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead: "My Professor Che, happy birthday."