Three Batches of Dog Blood Stories

Song Qi said that he and Zhao Tan were "almost" reconciled. It was not without basis. Under Song Qi's so-called "skin-skinned face" to please him, Zhao Qin did not repel him that much, and occasionally took the initiative to talk about himself.

For example, today's breakfast was delicious, and for example, Zhou Xun, an intern under him, recommended another delicious restaurant.

Of course, Song Qi sighed without exception: "It would be nice to have a chance to try."

It was the winter vacation, Song Qi couldn't be free, and occasionally went to work as a part-time teacher in the piano shop opened by his classmates, teaching students from elementary school to university, of all ages.

Zhao Tan picked up Song Qi from get off work, and bought a roasted sweet potato downstairs by the way.

The female college student Song Qi taught stopped playing the piano, and asked Song Qi with her chin depressed, "Teacher is going on a date again?"

Song Qi admitted without hesitation: "Sorry, there will be another teacher."

"Hey." The girl sighed, "You are not as handsome as other teachers."

Song Qi fastened his scarf and went out with Zhao Tan, warming his hands with warm roasted sweet potatoes.

Zhao Qin asked, "Or go to the house yesterday?"

Song Qi said: "Why don't you do it yourself, there is a vegetable market near where I live."

Zhao Qin agreed.

The two of them haven't bought vegetables together for a long time, let alone go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.The vegetable market is not as dark as the supermarket, with dim light and noisy sounds, but it is also more lively like a market.Song Qi picked two green vegetables, weighed three catties of pork, and asked Zhao Qin what he wanted. Zhao Qin thought about it and added some cold salad.

This meal can be said to be the simplest meal the two of them have had since they met. Zhao Qin has a surprisingly good appetite and only put his chopsticks down after eating three or four bowls.After eating and washing the dishes, Zhao Qin had the time to look at Song Qi's rental house. Not to mention that the artistic Song Qi was really not on the same line with him in aesthetics. A simple two-bedroom and one living room can also be dressed up to create a delicate and warm atmosphere.

Zhao Qin went to the balcony to pick up the broom, saw a lot of green plants on the balcony, Zhao Qin said with emotion: "Are you still planting flowers?"

"It's not a flower." Song Qi wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, "A friend gave it to him. He bought it and didn't keep it. It's a pity to lose it."

Zhao Tan was really surprised this time: "Do you have friends?"

Song Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How did you talk?"

"I'm sorry." Zhao Qin apologized, "I didn't mean that."

"I do have friends." Song Qi walked into the place where the flowerpot was moved, "But not many, do you have a chance to meet?"

Zhao Qin dodged his eyes, and finally nodded under Song Qi's gentle gaze: "If there is a chance."

"Take a walk?" Song Qi asked.

"Okay." Zhao Qin replied.

Because of the cold weather, we only walked around the elementary school. Song Qi and Zhao Qin pointed out which one was the art building where he usually attends classes.

Zhao Qin was puzzled: "Why do you want to be a primary school teacher?"

Song Qi replied: "Because the older generation likes to find a daughter-in-law and a teacher."

"what?"

"Just kidding." Song Qi slowly took Zhao Qin's hand, "Actually, it's because I want to find something to do. I usually have things to do, so it's not easy to think about things."

"Yes... that's the reason." Zhao Tan's palms were suddenly hot, but the bitterly cold winter day just happened to need this burning heart.

"Zhao Tan." Song Qi stopped and walked in front of Zhao Tan.Song Qi was wearing sneakers, so he was a little shorter than Zhao Qin who was wearing short boots.Song Qi raised his head, and his slender eyelashes happened to brush Zhao Qin's lower eyelid.

It's really close.

"During the weekend, when I went home, my mother asked me when I was going to take you home for dinner..."

Zhao Tan felt Song Qi tremble from the hands they held tightly.

"Are you free to come home with me for dinner?"

"...Ah?" Zhao Qin really never thought that one day he would be able to step into the Song family's threshold and eat their Song family's meal.

"There is no time before the year, but it is okay after the year."

Zhao Qin stammered: "I, I will think about it."

Song Qi looked at him expectantly.

"Yes, yes, I have time." Zhao Tan's ears turned red, and he took half a step back.

"That's great." Song Qi was happy, supported the back of Zhao Tan's head, and kissed Zhao Tan's forehead.

"Don't... be, outside." Now Zhao Qin's face also turned red.

Song Qi smiled: "Just go back."

Zhao Tan shyly blushed and followed Song Qi's buttocks. Hearing the sound of Song Qi opening the door, his heart skipped a beat.

After entering the living room, Song Qi stood in front of the closed door, Song Qi turned around and asked, "Come in and have a look?"

"...Okay, okay." Zhao Qin walked over with his head down, so nervous that he heard the creaking of bones.

Song Qi turned on the light, and the furnishings in the room became clear instantly.

It's a cabinet, a sofa, and a musical instrument.

Well, I thought about it again.

"Play together?" Song Qi patted the seat beside him after sitting down.

"I won't." The redness on Zhao Tan's face finally subsided.

"I'm a teacher, I can teach you." Song Qi stretched out his hand to Zhao Tan, and Zhao Tan sat down again as if he had been bewitched.

Song Qi really taught it decently. He smoothed Zhao Qin's fingers and placed them on the keys one by one. When teaching Zhao Qin to feel the notes, his chest was almost glued to Zhao Qin's left shoulder.

"Teaching, is this how students are taught?" Zhao Qin didn't know if the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was too high.

Song Qi chuckled: "Of course not. If you dare to teach students like this, you have been complained by your parents a long time ago."

Song Qi knelt on the stool with one leg, and hooked Zhao Qin with both arms: "Student, you won't tell the parents and complain to the teacher, will you?"

"...No, I won't." Zhao Qin was so ashamed that he was almost dumb.

"So nice."