Grumpy and Tsundere

Chapter 63 Sudden Identity

The days passed quickly, and Shao Zhu and Song Ye had been sticky every day since they got together, and then they ushered in the Spring Festival, their first New Year.

Because of the tight time in the third year of high school, the vacation time is only about ten days, which is very short.

Shao Zhu fulfilled the promise he made to Song Ye on his birthday, as long as he was there, Song Ye would not have to worry about anything.

So as soon as the holiday was off, Song Ye was clearly arranged.

"Go to my house during the Chinese New Year until the seventh day, come back on the eighth day, and go to study at night on the ninth day." Shao Zhu said.

To be honest, Song Ye thinks this suggestion is quite good.

But, "My parents, can you agree?" Song Ye frowned and asked.

To be honest, the older Song Ye grew up, the more he couldn't get along with that family.

When they meet together, they either quarrel or quarrel, and in the end they all break up unhappy.

If you don't fight in the middle, it's not bad.

Then the Song family is still very old-fashioned, thinking that festivals such as Mid-Autumn Festival, Qingming Festival and Chinese New Year must go home and be celebrated together.

The reasoning is true, but as far as their relationship is concerned, what else can they do together except quarrel?

So Song Ye was very tired of going back, but the Song family still insisted on letting him go back. Every time during the holidays, they would call wildly and continuously, and tried everything they could, anyway, to let Song Ye go back.

Like Chinese New Year, the most important festival of the year, can Song Huiteng and the others allow themselves to go to someone else's house to celebrate it?

Looking at Song Ye's wrinkled face, Shao Zhu couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch it, and then said, "It's okay, I've already greeted your parents."

"Huh?" Song Ye was a little taken aback, and then asked, "They agreed?"

"Yes." Shao Zhu nodded.

Song Ye was dumbfounded, and said again, "When? How did they agree?"

Shao Zhu didn't answer this question directly, but just reached out and continued to pinch Song Ye's cheek, saying, "You don't need to know about this, just go home with me obediently."

Song Ye was more casual and didn't think too much about it. Anyway, it's a good thing, so he nodded and agreed, "Yeah."

"So cute." Shao Zhu smiled, and continued to pinch Song Ye's face with his hands.

After pinching for a long time, Song Ye also felt uncomfortable. He puffed up his face slightly, tilted his head, and signaled Shao Zhu to let go.

Shao Zhu couldn't bear to let it go, this little face was very smooth, and it felt so good to the touch.

In the end, Song Ye couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand and opened Shao Zhu's hand, saying, "Don't pinch it."

"You don't even want to pinch, how stingy." Shao Zhu said so, but obediently withdrew his hand.

"You must have made me famous." Song Ye said, and then stretched out his hand to look in the mirror.

Song Ye's guess was right, she was indeed red, and there was a large area of ​​red, which was particularly obvious against the white skin beside her.

Song Ye glanced at Shao Zhu annoyed, and complained, "Look, what did you make of me?"

"Which one? How cute?" Shao Zhu started talking poorly.

Saying that he couldn't talk to Shao Zhu, Song Ye turned around and started to sulk, "I'm ignoring you."

Seeing that the child was made angry, Shao Zhu was not poor immediately, and immediately got up to coax him, only to see him stretch out his hand to embrace Song Ye into his arms, and said, "I was wrong, I was wrong."

Song Ye's face was blushing, he raised his eyes slightly, and said, "I told you, don't pinch my face, it's getting bigger by me, and every time you pinch it, it's so red."

"I didn't try hard either." Shao Zhu justified himself, he really moved very lightly.

"But I'm red, every time I get red, it takes a long time to disappear." Song Ye said.

"But I really didn't try hard. It's because your skin is too tender, it turns red when you touch it lightly, like a ceramic doll." Shao Zhu explained.

Song Ye refused to admit that he was so weak, and contradicted, "Nonsense, you are too strong, otherwise I would not be able to pinch myself. You don't know how strong your hands are?"

As he said that, Song Ye stretched out his hands and squeezed himself to demonstrate to Shao Zhu.

Then the next second, the place where his arm was pinched turned red.

Seeing this, Shao Zhu couldn't hold back, and let out a "puchi" laugh.

Song Ye probably felt that he couldn't keep his face, and immediately became even more angry. He got up and prepared to leave, don't talk to him!

Shao Zhu reached out and grabbed Song Ye's wrist, and pulled him into his arms, then lowered his head and blew on his cheek, saying, "Then I'll blow it to you."

In fact, it didn't hurt at all, but Shao Zhu always pinched his face, which made it uncomfortable, and he always got red marks, so Song Ye didn't want to.

"And kisses." Shao Zhu said again, then lowered his head and kissed Song Ye's cheek.

It was a serious kiss on the face, but the kiss reached the mouth.

After several minutes, the two separated.

Now it's all right, Song Ye's face is completely red, and he can't see the red mark that was pinched just now.

Shao Zhu hugged Song Ye for a long time, and then he started to talk about serious things, "Go and pack your New Year's luggage, and don't forget to bring your clothes and gloves to keep you warm."

"Understood." Song Ye nodded in agreement.

"Then go, I will go too." Shao Zhu said.

"Yes." Song Ye agreed again, then got up.

It is already six o'clock in the evening, deep winter, and it is already dark at this time.

Why is Shao Zhu in such a hurry and insists on leaving soon?

It's not because Haihui High School is so devilish, it's a holiday today, and tomorrow is New Year's Eve, so it's a day earlier.

But I can also understand that the time is tight in the third year of high school, and every day is against the clock. It is a little bit to learn a little bit. After all, it is only a year of exhaustion, and many schools are like this.

After the college entrance examination, I want to be as happy as I can.

Shao Zhu and Song Ye went to their own rooms to pack their luggage, but Song Ye dragged his own suitcase to Shao Zhu's room after packing halfway.

Because Song Ye now lives in Shao Zhu's room almost every day, which can be regarded as half of his room, so many close-fitting clothes are in Shao Zhu's room.

Compared to Shao Zhu's suitcase that was about to explode, there were very few things in Song Ye's suitcase, just a few coats and cotton jackets, and a few pairs of underwear and socks would be enough.

Song Ye looked at Shao Zhu's suitcase again, there was everything in it, and everything was stuffed into it.

Even the hair dryer is stuffed inside.

The suitcase was seriously over the limit, and Song Ye who was on the side finally couldn't stand it anymore, and asked aloud, "Do you also need to bring a hair dryer? Don't you have one at home?"

"Yes," Shao Zhu replied, and then said, "But I'm not used to it, so I will use my own."

Song Ye knew Shao Zhu's temper, even though he felt helpless, he still agreed, "Okay."

In fact, after getting along for a long time, you will find that Shao Zhu really has many small problems and is not so perfect.

Regardless of Shao Zhu's appearance as a teacher, he is actually a crippled twelfth grader. Apart from having a cleanliness habit and being able to keep the house tidy, he is not good at anything else.

Moreover, Shao Zhu has a lot of minor habits and problems, for example, he has a very serious getting-up qi.

After Song Ye and Shao Zhu got together, he almost never lost his temper with himself, and the only few times were because he made him fall asleep because of his noise.

But he didn't scold himself, he just had a gloomy face.

Also, as it is now, he has an inexplicable paranoia about certain things.

Nostalgia, love to use old things.

That's not a bad thing, but it's not a good thing either.

Just like now, after going home for seven days, Shao Zhu almost emptied everything.

Moreover, people always have to look forward.

Nostalgia is good, but what should be discarded must be discarded.

At around eight o'clock, both of them finished packing and dragged their suitcases downstairs.

Then he sat in the car and set off back to city a.

It took an hour and a half to arrive at Shao's house successfully.

It was almost ten o'clock when we got home, the lights in Shao's house were not on, and the living room was pitch black, probably Aunt Ni and Uncle Shao had already fallen asleep.

Song Ye kept his movements as light as possible and followed behind Shao Zhu.

Then just after entering the door, without taking two steps, the light in the living room suddenly turned on.

The ones sitting in the middle of the sofa in the living room were not Aunt Ni and Uncle Shao, who else could it be?

Song Ye just wanted to say hello, but found that the atmosphere was not right, a little serious?

No, it's serious.

Uncle Shao's brows were tightly knit together, and even Aunt Ni, who had always been as gentle as water, no longer smiled.

What's going on here?

For a while, Song Ye was a little afraid to speak.

Compared to Song Ye's panic, Shao Zhu was much calmer, without much expression on his face, as if the current scene was expected.

Shao Zhu was the first to break the calm in front of him, only to see him grinning, pretending to be relaxed and saying, "Don't be so serious, you'll scare Xiao Ye in a while."

As he spoke, Shao Zhu stretched out his hand to hold Song Ye's hand.

Song Ye was taken aback by Shao Zhu's move, and subconsciously wanted to shake off Shao Zhu's hand.

However, Shao Zhu's hands were strong and he did not let Song Ye break free.

Song Ye's heart skipped a beat, now that Shao Zhu's action and Aunt Ni's expressions in front of him made him aware of something.

Hearing Shao Zhu's words, Ni Qin's expression softened a little, and he nodded and smiled at Song Ye.

It's just that the smile is a bit forced.

Seeing Ni Qin's reaction, Song Ye was almost sure of his guess.

"Let Xiao Ye go to rest first, Shao Zhu, I have something to tell you." Shao Guanbo who was silent at the side said.

"Okay." Shao Zhu nodded in agreement, then pulled Song Ye straight to his bedroom.

While walking, Song Ye's legs felt weak and his mind went blank, so he was pulled into the room by Shao Zhu.

After Shao Zhu pulled Song Ye into the room, he took off his overcoat and said to Song Ye, "Take a good rest." Then he turned around and was about to leave.

Song Ye reached out and grabbed Shao Zhu's clothes.

Shao Zhu glanced back at Song Ye, then reached out and patted his head.

Even though Song Ye didn't say anything, Shao Zhu knew what he wanted to ask, and he replied, "It's okay."

As if he was afraid that Song Ye would be worried, he added, "I'll be back when I go."

Song Ye didn't reply, just grabbed Shao Zhu's clothes tightly with his hands, not letting him go.

Seemingly aware of Song Ye's emotions, Shao Zhu is not in a hurry to go out now, and stretches out his hand to hold Song Ye in his arms, comforting him, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so clingy to me? Just go for a while, it won't work." Is it? Won't leave me for a moment?"

Normally, if Shao Zhu teased Song Ye like this, he would be blown up, but now he never said a word.

After a long time, Song Ye finally said, "I'm not in a hurry, what are you doing during Chinese New Year..."

"I'm in a hurry."

"I want to have a future with you."

"I brought you home, can't I give you an identity?"