moon stars

Chapter 49

When Sheng Yue arrived at Song's house, the family's dishes were almost ready. Song Qiucheng took out his mobile phone to make a call, and pressed three numbers on the dialing interface. As soon as the door rang, he came in.

The old nanny of the Song family came to pick up Sheng Yue's suit jacket, and said with a smile, "Mr. Sheng is here."

There were only a few people in the room, and they could be heard even if they didn't see them. Song Qiucheng happily ran over and found the new pair of slippers he wore when he came last time from the shoe cabinet, and placed them neatly by his feet.

"I'm not late, am I?" Sheng Yue habitually put his arms around Song Qiucheng and kissed his face when he bent down. Song Qiucheng also raised his head obediently, wanting him to kiss his forehead.

"no!"

"It smells so good—" He looked at Song Qiucheng's clothes, it was different from what he wore when he got up in the morning, and he didn't seem to have seen him wear them before, and it didn't smell like the laundry detergent he was used to at home.

"I changed one." Song Qiucheng whispered to him, "I dropped an ice cream on my clothes today, so I changed one."

Sheng Yue patted him on the back, smiled and said, "Be careful next time."

"En!" Song Qiucheng wanted to take his arm affectionately, and then he remembered that Song Qiunian and Tang Xunshuang were still sitting in the living room, so he shyly turned to hook Shengyue's little finger and led him into the living room.

"Auntie."

Sheng Yue said hello to Tang Xunshuang, and still nodded and smiled at Song Qiunian, but Song Qiunian didn't say anything.Tang Xunshuang patted the sofa and asked him to sit down and watch TV together. There was still the last soup dish left, and dinner would be ready soon.

But Song Qiucheng pulled him to sit on the other side of the sofa, and thoughtfully brought him juice, asked him if he was hungry or thirsty, and if he wanted a piece of handmade milk biscuit, the milk biscuit was baked by his brother, his brother is so amazing.

Sheng Yue only drank some juice, but didn't touch the biscuit.

Song Qiucheng began to uncontrollably share what happened this afternoon with Sheng Yue.

He said that he taught his brother to fold roses today, and his brother is better than him.

Dad's friend gave him a talking parrot. He taught it to talk, but it was so stupid that it couldn't say anything.

Sheng Yue asked him: "Did you teach it too?

Song Qiucheng said: "I taught it, I taught it to call me by my name,

But it can't even bark, it's just a stupid parrot. "

"Maybe it doesn't want to talk for a while," Sheng Yue rubbed his hair with a smile, keeping his eyes on Song Qiucheng, as if even if Song Qiucheng had endless words, he was ready to listen forever.

When Song Yihe came down from the stairs during the meal, Sheng Yue saw the parrot Song Qiucheng was talking about, standing on his shoulder and looking around.

Tang Xunshuang complained to him: "You've found some fun. You keep guarding it every day, don't you just say nothing, and bring it with you when you eat?"

Song Yihe made a gesture of silence: "Don't talk to it, it understands, be careful to teach it badly. Hey Xiaosheng is here."

Sheng Yue nodded slightly to greet him.

"Let's all eat, don't look at my parrot, it's willing to stand on my shoulder, don't care about it.

Song Qiucheng tugged on Sheng Yue's clothes and said in a low voice, "Really, it's only standing on my father's shoulder. I put it on my shoulder just now and it wanted to peck my face."

Sheng Yue was surprised: "So fierce?" Then he looked back at the docile-looking bird, and discussed with Song Qiucheng: "Then don't play with it."

Song Qiucheng agreed: "I think so too."

After dinner, Tang Xunshuang suggested that Sheng Yue should stay here to rest, saying that it would be too tiring to drive again at night after working all day.

Song Qiucheng grabbed the back of Sheng Yue's clothes and tried to persuade him to stay silently, but he knew that it was impossible to keep him, because tomorrow was Wednesday, and he still had to go to work, and it was a bit far away from his company.

Sure enough, Sheng Yue said: "I have an early meeting tomorrow, I'm afraid it will be delayed, I'd better go back tonight."

"Then... It's still important to work, just ask the driver to take you, you leave the car keys here, and I'll get someone to drive you back tomorrow."

"No need, Auntie, I'm not tired."

Tang Xunshuang cast admiring glances at him, thinking that there are not many people like Sheng Yue who are capable, hardworking and have such a good personality.Then he half-jokingly said: "It's really hard work, and it's even harder to take care of us Chengcheng."

Sheng Yue hurriedly said, "Where is it? Chengcheng is more considerate of me."

Tang Xunshuang only thought he was joking, Song Qiucheng didn't let go, she stopped her when she saw it: "Chengcheng don't make trouble, Xiao Sheng wants to go home early to rest."

Song Qiucheng pursed his lips and said, "I didn't make trouble."

Sheng Yue gently stroked his hair and said, "Be good."

When he was about to leave, Song Qiucheng randomly stuffed a bottle of yogurt into his coat and said, "This yogurt is delicious, here you go."

He straightened the shirt buttons on his chest, looked back secretly, and found that Tang Xunshuang was talking to Song Qiunian and didn't look at him, so he grabbed Sheng Yue's clothes and stood on tiptoe, recklessly kissed him on the lips, and asked, "Would you like to return tomorrow?" come?"

Before he answered, Tang Xunshuang heard it for some reason, and said, "Xiao Sheng is coming, I'm too lazy to cook at home, so let's eat together when we come, it's more lively."

Song Qiucheng was overjoyed, and made fun of him.

"Are you so happy to see me?" Sheng Yue also felt refreshed. "Drink a glass of milk to sleep at night. It's better to keep it warm. Don't stay up late to watch TV dramas."

Song Qiucheng repeatedly agreed: "Well, I won't stay up late, I will call you, you must remember to answer."

"it is good."

He sent Sheng Yue out the door and watched him leave.

Sheng Yue was not there, so Song Qiucheng went to sleep next to Song Qiunian at night, and wanted to hear him tell the story of the past two months.

The comic was inspired by Song Qiunian's "The Story of a Dog". Song Qiucheng showed him some of the finished drawings, and Song Qiunian read them carefully and praised him for his excellent drawings.

Song Qiucheng said modestly: "It's not particularly good...Sheng Yue said that he would find a teacher to guide me in the future."

"That would be even better. Does Chengcheng want to be a little cartoonist in the future?"

"do not know……"

Song Qiucheng said anxiously: "I don't want to be a family, I just want to draw a picture."

Song Qiunian said, "That's fine too."

"Brother, do you have any other stories?"

"what story?"

"Like a puppy—" Song Qiucheng didn't know how to describe it. After thinking for a while, he asked something else: "Have you made any good friends outside?"

Song Qiunian lay down on the bed, looked at the ceiling, paused for a while, and said, "Yes."

"what kind of friends?"

"He is... a nice person who works hard, loves his work, and is very friendly. If there is a chance, my brother will take you to meet him."

"OK……"

Song Qiucheng felt weird when he heard it, he didn't know who Song Qiunian was talking about, but Sheng Yue also met these standards, so it means that his Sheng Yue is also such a person.

He thought, he must meet this brother's friend to see how good he is compared to Sheng Yue.