Autumn has arrived in Nancheng, and the sycamore trees in the community have changed into bright yellow clothes.
The autumn wind blew by, and palm-sized leaves fell to the ground. Song Chizhou squatted on the ground and picked up all the fallen leaves with complete shapes, one by one, and stacked them neatly.
"An'an, how many have you picked up?" He turned around and looked to the other side.
Song Jinan raised the fallen leaves in his hand and said loudly: "So many!"
"That's enough. Stop picking it up. Let's go back and make flowers for mom." Song Chizhou stood up and extended his hand to the little guy.
"okay!!"
Song Jinan responded happily, ran over and took Song Chizhou in his arms. As he walked home, he raised his head and asked, "Will Mom like this flower?"
Song Chizhou said with excitement: "Of course I will!"
"I'm home!"
Song Yu opened the door for them, and the ring on the ring finger of her right hand was particularly shining: "Let me see the leaves you picked up."
She put all the harvests of the father and son into the basket, looked at each piece carefully, and then nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, it seems you are not lazy."
"Of course!" Song Jin'an said arrogantly: "Dad and I are always the most serious about preparing gifts for mom!"
"Be serious, An An is the most serious." Yan Lingfeng boasted perfunctorily, and moved all the materials for making flowers to the table one by one: "There is a tutorial, find it quickly, I can't wait to get started."
"It's here." Song Yu took out the tablet and placed it in the middle of the table for everyone to watch: "The first step is to wrap double-sided tape around the roots of the leaves, and then peel off the double-sided tape."
Others did as they were told.
Song Jinan: "What's the next step?"
Song Chizhou: "The next step is to roll the leaves around the double-sided tape. After rolling, a flower shape will come out. Then take out our bamboo skewers and stick the double-sided tape on the bamboo skewers. Finally, Pin the flower in place. A deciduous flower and it’s ready.”
Song Jin'an was so ingenious that he succeeded at the first try.
"Wow! It's so simple, but so beautiful! I want to make more and make a lot of fallen leaves for my mother!!"
Song Chizhou touched his head and smiled lovingly: "Okay, An An can do as much as he wants."
"By the way, brother, where are Jiang Bei and Sister Yan?" Song Yu wrapped a flower and asked suddenly.
Song Chizhou lowered his eyes and replied: "Li Zong just sent a message, saying that he has already entered the expressway. If there is no traffic jam, we can get there in one and a half hours."
Song Yu: "Did they buy the hot pot base? I love the hot pot restaurant downstairs in Jiangbei. I was eating it in my dreams the past two days."
Song Chizhou shook his head: "I don't know, you can send a message in the group and ask."
Song Yu: "Oh."
Yan Lingfeng pinched her earlobe: "You ate hot pot three times a week, aren't you tired of it?"
Song Yu rolled her eyes at him: "How can you be tired of it? The hot pot is so delicious, I don't get tired of it even if I eat it every day! As my sister-in-law said, only delicious food wins my heart."
Yan Lingfeng smiled: "You and your sister-in-law love to ponder these fallacies."
Yunchu had been in a coma for three months, and they had gone from not daring to mention it at the beginning to now being used to mentioning it casually. It's not that he doesn't care, it's just that Song Chizhou has opened up his heart and is no longer as depressed as before.
"Hmph, if Yun Chu were awake, this house would be so lively." Song Fangye walked to the table with his hands behind his back and sat down. He participated in the young people's activities with his presbyopic eyes: "If you want flowers, just buy ready-made ones." It's great that this old man can still do handicrafts here."
Song Yu corrected him righteously: "Dad, you don't understand, this is called creativity!!"
Song Fangye hummed out of his nose in a cowardly manner: "Yes, yes, I don't understand. My old man can't keep up with the trends of you young people!"
"What are you going to eat tonight?"
Yan Lingfeng rushed to answer: "Hot pot! Uncle Song, can you resist?"
"Tch," Song Fangye said with disdain on his face: "What do you mean, I'll just eat the spicy one!"
Song Chizhou: "...Dad, please take it easy."
The family was chatting and laughing, and soon a bouquet of flowers was ready.
Song Chizhou went upstairs holding the flowers and placed them in front of Yunchu's bed.
"Xiaochu," he gently touched Yunchu's closed eyes with his fingers, and said in a very gentle tone: "Jiangbei and your sister are going to visit you in the afternoon and have hot pot at home. Today is your birthday, everyone is here I’m here, I’m here to send you, would you like to show mercy and wake up to take a look?”
"..."
Yunchu slept peacefully, just like every day in the past three months. Song Chizhou waited with bated breath for a while, and when Yun Chu ignored him, he pinched her nose with his fingers: "Bad thing, you are so cruel, you didn't even come to your birthday, and I won't leave you the hot pot tonight. "
After saying that, he leaned down, pressed a kiss on Yun Chu's forehead as usual, turned around and walked out of the room.
But he didn't notice that after he turned around, Yun Chu's thick eyelashes trembled slightly.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Songyan and Jiang Bei came.
The two people came in empty-handed. As soon as their left foot stepped into the door, they were bombarded by Yan Lingfeng and Song Yu.
"You came empty-handed? Where are the things I asked you to buy?"
Xiao Songyan raised her hand and pointed behind her: "It's behind."
Yan Lingfeng and Song Yu looked over and saw Li Zong looking like a beast, with bags hanging all over his body. At this moment, while walking towards the door, he bared his teeth and shouted:
"I hate you!!!"
When Yunchu woke up, he had no idea what night it was.
She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling above her head. It took a long time to regain her consciousness and get up from the bed.
Looking at the familiar layout of the room in front of her, she suddenly remembered that this seemed to be Song Chizhou's room.
She scratched her head and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze for a while, thinking over everything that happened before she fell into coma.
Oh, it turns out that she ran away from the bureau. It turns out that she is now free.
So how long did she sleep? I don’t know, maybe two or three days. No wonder his hands and feet seemed to be rusty and he had no strength at all.
She took a breath, sat up from the bed, and planned to go out of the room to take a look.
"How is Yunchu doing lately?"
"It's pretty good, all body functions are good,"
"Hey, since you are in good health, why don't you wake up..."
"Maybe I haven't rested enough..."
In the corridor, there were faint voices. Yun Chu walked to the door, carefully identified them, and guessed they were Xiao Songyan and Song Chizhou. He put his hand on the door handle and slowly opened the door.
The moment the door opened, everyone outside the door paused.
Xiao Songyan stood at the front, and the flowers in her hands fell to the ground with a "clack".
Followed by Yan Lingfeng and Song Yu, the two held hands and froze beside the wall.
Behind him is Song Jinan. The little guy's eyes and mouth are wide open, looking stupid.
Yun Chu didn't understand why they reacted like this. He looked around with confused eyes, and finally settled on Song Chizhou.
Song Chizhou still looked the same as he remembered, but after not seeing him for a few days, he seemed to have lost weight.
Even his eyebrows were inexplicably cast with a layer of sadness.
what happened? Yunchu was very strange.
But she didn't think about it carefully. The moment her eyes met Song Chizhou's, the tip of her nose felt sore for no reason. She didn't speak, but gently raised her hand and hugged Song Chizhou.
Song Chizhou cried, his red eyes full of disbelief.
He staggered a few steps forward, then stopped nervously. His mouth opened and closed, shouting two words silently.
Yunchu.
Yun Chu didn't answer, he just smiled at him with raised eyebrows and eyes. He smiled and burst into tears.
Song Chizhou cried hard, and all he could see in his blurry vision was Yunchu.
He froze on the spot for a long time, and then as if he was crazy, he suddenly rushed forward and hugged the person tightly.
The sun hugged him, and Yunchu hugged him.
——End of the full text.
The main text is finished, the extras will be posted tomorrow! ! You guys in the parallel world should live well!
The autumn wind blew by, and palm-sized leaves fell to the ground. Song Chizhou squatted on the ground and picked up all the fallen leaves with complete shapes, one by one, and stacked them neatly.
"An'an, how many have you picked up?" He turned around and looked to the other side.
Song Jinan raised the fallen leaves in his hand and said loudly: "So many!"
"That's enough. Stop picking it up. Let's go back and make flowers for mom." Song Chizhou stood up and extended his hand to the little guy.
"okay!!"
Song Jinan responded happily, ran over and took Song Chizhou in his arms. As he walked home, he raised his head and asked, "Will Mom like this flower?"
Song Chizhou said with excitement: "Of course I will!"
"I'm home!"
Song Yu opened the door for them, and the ring on the ring finger of her right hand was particularly shining: "Let me see the leaves you picked up."
She put all the harvests of the father and son into the basket, looked at each piece carefully, and then nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, it seems you are not lazy."
"Of course!" Song Jin'an said arrogantly: "Dad and I are always the most serious about preparing gifts for mom!"
"Be serious, An An is the most serious." Yan Lingfeng boasted perfunctorily, and moved all the materials for making flowers to the table one by one: "There is a tutorial, find it quickly, I can't wait to get started."
"It's here." Song Yu took out the tablet and placed it in the middle of the table for everyone to watch: "The first step is to wrap double-sided tape around the roots of the leaves, and then peel off the double-sided tape."
Others did as they were told.
Song Jinan: "What's the next step?"
Song Chizhou: "The next step is to roll the leaves around the double-sided tape. After rolling, a flower shape will come out. Then take out our bamboo skewers and stick the double-sided tape on the bamboo skewers. Finally, Pin the flower in place. A deciduous flower and it’s ready.”
Song Jin'an was so ingenious that he succeeded at the first try.
"Wow! It's so simple, but so beautiful! I want to make more and make a lot of fallen leaves for my mother!!"
Song Chizhou touched his head and smiled lovingly: "Okay, An An can do as much as he wants."
"By the way, brother, where are Jiang Bei and Sister Yan?" Song Yu wrapped a flower and asked suddenly.
Song Chizhou lowered his eyes and replied: "Li Zong just sent a message, saying that he has already entered the expressway. If there is no traffic jam, we can get there in one and a half hours."
Song Yu: "Did they buy the hot pot base? I love the hot pot restaurant downstairs in Jiangbei. I was eating it in my dreams the past two days."
Song Chizhou shook his head: "I don't know, you can send a message in the group and ask."
Song Yu: "Oh."
Yan Lingfeng pinched her earlobe: "You ate hot pot three times a week, aren't you tired of it?"
Song Yu rolled her eyes at him: "How can you be tired of it? The hot pot is so delicious, I don't get tired of it even if I eat it every day! As my sister-in-law said, only delicious food wins my heart."
Yan Lingfeng smiled: "You and your sister-in-law love to ponder these fallacies."
Yunchu had been in a coma for three months, and they had gone from not daring to mention it at the beginning to now being used to mentioning it casually. It's not that he doesn't care, it's just that Song Chizhou has opened up his heart and is no longer as depressed as before.
"Hmph, if Yun Chu were awake, this house would be so lively." Song Fangye walked to the table with his hands behind his back and sat down. He participated in the young people's activities with his presbyopic eyes: "If you want flowers, just buy ready-made ones." It's great that this old man can still do handicrafts here."
Song Yu corrected him righteously: "Dad, you don't understand, this is called creativity!!"
Song Fangye hummed out of his nose in a cowardly manner: "Yes, yes, I don't understand. My old man can't keep up with the trends of you young people!"
"What are you going to eat tonight?"
Yan Lingfeng rushed to answer: "Hot pot! Uncle Song, can you resist?"
"Tch," Song Fangye said with disdain on his face: "What do you mean, I'll just eat the spicy one!"
Song Chizhou: "...Dad, please take it easy."
The family was chatting and laughing, and soon a bouquet of flowers was ready.
Song Chizhou went upstairs holding the flowers and placed them in front of Yunchu's bed.
"Xiaochu," he gently touched Yunchu's closed eyes with his fingers, and said in a very gentle tone: "Jiangbei and your sister are going to visit you in the afternoon and have hot pot at home. Today is your birthday, everyone is here I’m here, I’m here to send you, would you like to show mercy and wake up to take a look?”
"..."
Yunchu slept peacefully, just like every day in the past three months. Song Chizhou waited with bated breath for a while, and when Yun Chu ignored him, he pinched her nose with his fingers: "Bad thing, you are so cruel, you didn't even come to your birthday, and I won't leave you the hot pot tonight. "
After saying that, he leaned down, pressed a kiss on Yun Chu's forehead as usual, turned around and walked out of the room.
But he didn't notice that after he turned around, Yun Chu's thick eyelashes trembled slightly.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Songyan and Jiang Bei came.
The two people came in empty-handed. As soon as their left foot stepped into the door, they were bombarded by Yan Lingfeng and Song Yu.
"You came empty-handed? Where are the things I asked you to buy?"
Xiao Songyan raised her hand and pointed behind her: "It's behind."
Yan Lingfeng and Song Yu looked over and saw Li Zong looking like a beast, with bags hanging all over his body. At this moment, while walking towards the door, he bared his teeth and shouted:
"I hate you!!!"
When Yunchu woke up, he had no idea what night it was.
She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling above her head. It took a long time to regain her consciousness and get up from the bed.
Looking at the familiar layout of the room in front of her, she suddenly remembered that this seemed to be Song Chizhou's room.
She scratched her head and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze for a while, thinking over everything that happened before she fell into coma.
Oh, it turns out that she ran away from the bureau. It turns out that she is now free.
So how long did she sleep? I don’t know, maybe two or three days. No wonder his hands and feet seemed to be rusty and he had no strength at all.
She took a breath, sat up from the bed, and planned to go out of the room to take a look.
"How is Yunchu doing lately?"
"It's pretty good, all body functions are good,"
"Hey, since you are in good health, why don't you wake up..."
"Maybe I haven't rested enough..."
In the corridor, there were faint voices. Yun Chu walked to the door, carefully identified them, and guessed they were Xiao Songyan and Song Chizhou. He put his hand on the door handle and slowly opened the door.
The moment the door opened, everyone outside the door paused.
Xiao Songyan stood at the front, and the flowers in her hands fell to the ground with a "clack".
Followed by Yan Lingfeng and Song Yu, the two held hands and froze beside the wall.
Behind him is Song Jinan. The little guy's eyes and mouth are wide open, looking stupid.
Yun Chu didn't understand why they reacted like this. He looked around with confused eyes, and finally settled on Song Chizhou.
Song Chizhou still looked the same as he remembered, but after not seeing him for a few days, he seemed to have lost weight.
Even his eyebrows were inexplicably cast with a layer of sadness.
what happened? Yunchu was very strange.
But she didn't think about it carefully. The moment her eyes met Song Chizhou's, the tip of her nose felt sore for no reason. She didn't speak, but gently raised her hand and hugged Song Chizhou.
Song Chizhou cried, his red eyes full of disbelief.
He staggered a few steps forward, then stopped nervously. His mouth opened and closed, shouting two words silently.
Yunchu.
Yun Chu didn't answer, he just smiled at him with raised eyebrows and eyes. He smiled and burst into tears.
Song Chizhou cried hard, and all he could see in his blurry vision was Yunchu.
He froze on the spot for a long time, and then as if he was crazy, he suddenly rushed forward and hugged the person tightly.
The sun hugged him, and Yunchu hugged him.
——End of the full text.
The main text is finished, the extras will be posted tomorrow! ! You guys in the parallel world should live well!
