I'm Afraid I'm Now a Salted Fish

Chapter 33 Commemorative Gift

However, Chi Song has been disconnected and unable to connect.

Song Zhihuai hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't make up his mind to wake him up to ask what happened, so he gritted his teeth, took his mobile phone, and sent Bai Zhirong a WeChat message: "Feed me a cat."

Chi Song likes to post handsome emojis when chatting with friends, so Song Zhihuai didn't forget to post a cute photo of him.

On the way, he secretly checked the chat records of the two of them, and found that the two of them really talked about everything.

...and their last topic was actually about scientific research.

Chi Song: "Have you seen the news? Gravitational waves have finally been observed. [Song Yingjun waving his claws.jpg]"

Bai Zhirong: "If there is any important news, I thought it was an alien observation. It's boring."

Chi Song: "The world belongs to the three bodies!"

Bai Zhirong: "Burn to death you heretic."

Song Zhihuai: "..."

At this moment, Song Zhihuai only had one sentence replaying in his mind:

——Damn it, Chi Song hasn't even talked about gravitational waves with himself.

——He actually talked about gravitational waves with Bai Zhirong.

Seeing the conversation between the two of them, Song Zhihuai directly skipped the thought step of "the ex-boyfriend and current boyfriend's Shura field".

Because he felt that the relationship between his ex-boyfriend and his current boyfriend was so good that it was not normal.

Soon, Bai Zhirong replied on WeChat, his tone full of condemnation: "Where did you go? Why didn't you accompany me tonight?"

Song Zhihuai: "..." Damn it.

Of course he didn't know that Bai Zhirong was referring to the fact that Chi Song ran away temporarily and left him and brother Harry for dinner.

Song Zhihuai, with a turbid air surging in his chest, continued to pretend to be Chi Song: "I have something to do."

Bai Zhirong: "What's the matter with you? Song Zhihuai is here?"

Song Zhihuai: "..."

Song Zhihuai just paused for a while and didn't return, Bai Zhirong understood: "Oh, no wonder, I don't want to leave. Forget it, I'll feed you the cat."

Song Zhihuai frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple, and replied, "Do you have my room card?"

After a while, he received Bai Zhirong's disdain: "I'll take care of the front desk, stupid."

After posting this, both sides were silent for a while.

Song Zhihuai rolled his eyes because he was choked, and Bai Zhirong launched a series of SMS bombardment after reacting for a minute.

"I know that the front desk borrowed the room card and fed the cat for you. You don't know how I will open the door?"

"who are you?"

"...Are you Song Zhihuai?"

Song Zhihuai found out, don't underestimate anyone, everyone is born as a human being, after so many years, no one is an individual.

He sighed and replied, "It's me."

Over there, Bai Zhirong replied in seconds: "Chi Song, I'm sorry, I'll block you for one night first."

After speaking, Bai Zhirong didn't reply any more messages.

Song Zhihua clicked on his WeChat album, and found that it was blank.

As early as when Song Zhihuai was holding Chi Song in his arms, and when he met Bai Zhirong who was waiting in front of the Song family villa on Christmas two years ago, Bai Zhirong deleted Song Zhihuai, even changed his phone number, and never maintained any ambiguous contact with him.

As a result, the current Song Zhihuai can only face the phone that can no longer be returned, scratching his heart with all kinds of claws, thinking that Bai Zhirong deliberately made love to his wife for revenge.

Chi Song, on the other hand, slept very peacefully. He had no dreams all night, and one arm was still on Song Zhihuai's stomach. After sleeping comfortably, he grabbed Song Zhihuai's stomach.

When the alarm rang the next morning, he immediately reached out and pressed the mute button, got up carefully, and slipped into the bathroom along the wall, and then slipped back to the bed after washing with the smallest sound, making sure that Song Zhihuai was still alive. When he woke up, he leaned down and gave him a light sip on the forehead.

The little daughter-in-law ran away sweetly, and Song Zhihuai was too sweet by him.

...Maybe it's his own daughter-in-law who is loved by others, which is why he has a good relationship with Bai Zhirong.

Song Zhihuai, who had dark circles under his eyes and hadn't slept all night, finally found a reasonable explanation, settled down, and went to catch up on sleep.

Before falling asleep, Song Zhihuai thought in a daze, how could he lose sleep all night because of such a specious thing?

...Love is really exhausting.

It was still early, after taking the taxi back to the film crew, Chi Song flipped through his phone and found the conversation between the two last night, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately called Bai Zhirong, explaining that he was too sleepy last night Only then did Song Zhihuai send him a WeChat message.

Only then did Bai Zhirong feel relieved: "I thought he was flipping through your phone."

Chi Song said with an embarrassed smile: "Get me out of the little black room."

Bai Zhirong: "Yes."

Chi Song paused, then asked: "How was the dinner with Brother Harry yesterday?"

Bai Zhirong was strangely silent for a moment: "Well, the meal is okay."

Chi Song's heart blossomed immediately: "Where is the person? How is the person?"

Bai Zhirong: "...Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Seeing that Brother Harry, who has been single for many years, has a chance to get out of the single, Chi Song naturally tried his best to sell: "Brother Harry also has a dog!"

Bai Zhirong: "Well, I've seen the photos, little Bomei. A man with big chest muscles raises Bomei, huh."

Chi Song laughed: "Just stare at his chest, hahahahaha."

Bai Zhirong: "...I won't let you out of the little black room, goodbye."

Bai Zhirong did what he said, and really locked Chi Song in the small black room for a whole day, and didn't release Chi Song until the end of the night.

And Chi Song was a little restless all day today. He returned to the hotel where he was staying in the nanny car, and ran out in a hurry as soon as he got out of the car. "

Chi Song turned around and said, "...my family is waiting for me."

He didn't even want to wait for a short time to take the elevator up from the underground parking lot. He took out a disposable mask from his pocket and stepped up two steps at a time.

When filming today, although his mood was not stable, Chi Song was in exceptionally good condition, and almost all the scenes were one-off.

Not to mention Lu Yuan, even the chief director of Group A praised him: "Chi Song, that's fine. This look is quite in place."

Chi Song thought, of course it's in place, everyone looks like Mr. Song to him today, each one is more amiable than the other.

In the past, Chi Song didn't know what it was like for Xiao Biesheng to be newly married, but now he finally understands.

——Probably like the feeling of seeing a pot of fragrant hot pot suddenly appearing in front of you after you have lost weight for several days.

Chi Song hurriedly ran out of the hotel, planning to use Didi to take a car and go straight to the hotel where Song Zhihuai was staying.

When he was locating his position, a black car appeared beside him like a phantom.

Soon, the window rolled down.

Song Zhihuai pursed his lips and smiled at Chi Song: "Sir, do you want to take a taxi?"

Surprised and delighted, Chi Song quickly got into the back seat, sat down, and without saying a word, just sat in the gap between the driver's seat and the passenger seat, looking sweetly at Song Zhihuai's face.

Song Zhihuai touched Chi Song's hair helplessly: "...the legs are not long, how come you run like a rabbit."

Song Zhihuai had been dormant in the underground parking garage of Chisong Hotel for a long time, just to wait for him to come back. Who would have thought that Chi Song would run away like a rabbit when he got out of the car, but he didn't hear Song Zhihuai honk several times.

As soon as Song Zhihuai mentioned rabbits, Chi Song thought of the rabbit ear play.

He blushed and pushed the back of the driver's seat: "Where did you get this car?"

Song Zhihuai said: "I borrowed it from my local buddy. Let's go, my husband will take you for a drive."

After the joy was over, Chi Song became nervous again.

The way he ran out of the hotel in a hurry just now was quite eye-catching, but after thinking about it, he felt a little guilty: "...there should be paparazzi around here. I just...was it too obvious?"

Song Zhihuai recalled Chi Song's flushed face when he rolled down the window just now, and deliberately teased him: "What do you think?"

Chi Song glanced at the rearview mirror and rubbed his face anxiously.

Song Zhihuai's heart softened immediately, he held the steering wheel with both hands, and said: "...the photos that you really don't want to be exposed will not be exposed, don't worry."

The paparazzi's internal relationship is also intricate. When breaking the news, it is definitely not the same as the people who eat melons.

Generally, what can be revealed is either that the money is not in place, or the relationship is not in place.

The Song family's Xingyun Entertainment has firmly taken root since the early days of the entertainment industry in this dynasty. Over the years, it has also grown into a towering tree. During the process, I didn't have the guts to send it out.

What Chi Song needs to be careful of is only the discerning eyes of the people, and those little paparazzi who haven't formed yet and are in urgent need of a piece of breaking news to make them famous.

Chi Song obediently stayed in the back seat, observing the vehicle behind the two to make sure no one was following them.

Song Zhihuai looked at Chi Song with this appearance, and couldn't help but think of the day when the two had just established a relationship.

That day, Song Zhihuai, who got Chi Song's approval and even kissed Chi Song, felt unreal about the fact that "the two are already together".

When he took Chi Song's hand, he was still a little dazed, so he confirmed it again: "Do you really like men?"

On the contrary, Chi Song was even more nervous than him, so nervous that his little finger was shaking: "I haven't really tried to like a girl... So, it should be possible to like a man, right?"

Song Zhihuai said again: "It's very tiring to fall in love with me."

Chi Song nodded and took a deep breath: "...I'm ready."

Now thinking of the person who made all the preparations but couldn't help trembling with nervousness, the corners of Song Zhihuai's mouth would still slightly rise.

Autumn seems to have just gone through the motions, and the prelude to winter has arrived.

It got dark early, and the riverside where we went for a drive was even colder. After eating, the two of them got out of the car for a walk, and then returned to the car after being frozen.

Song Zhihuai rubbed Chi Song's cold hands: "...I made a mistake, I didn't expect it to be so cold."

Chi Song smiled with crooked eyes: "It's okay. The neon lights are very beautiful."

Song Zhihuai put his hand into the bag and said, "I wanted to give it to you later....Do you remember what day it is today?"

Chi Song was taken aback.

Song Zhihuai nodded at him with the tip of his nose: "I knew you would be too busy to forget....Today is our second anniversary together."

After that, he took out an exquisite gift box from his bag, opened it, and took out a Burberry men's scarf of the season, and put it on for Chi Song: "Wrap it up, it's cold."

Chi Song just asked Song Zhihuai to fasten the scarf obediently, staring at him all the time.

Song Zhihuai tidied up the corners of the scarf, looked at it carefully, and then nodded in satisfaction: "That's all right, lock you by my side." He stretched out his hand and pulled the bottom of the scarf, "... Then you won't be able to run away .”

... In this way, Chi Song does not belong to anyone, not to fans, but to Song Zhihuai alone.

When the atmosphere was thick, Song Zhihuai was about to kiss Chi Song's face when he felt something unusually warm around his neck.

Chi Song also held a pure white hand-made scarf in his hand, which he just took out of his bag.

His face was completely red, and under the warm light in the car, he looked terribly delicious: "This is my anniversary gift... handmade, I don't know if you like it or not."

Speaking of this, Chi Song muttered, quite embarrassed: "I didn't expect to collide with your gift... Mine is too cheap, and I use wool from Erdos..."

Without any more words, Chi Song was pushed down on the passenger seat by Song Zhihuai.

Song Zhihuai slowly put the car seat flat, and the leather car cover made a pleasant creaking sound as it was squeezed.

Two scarves with different materials and different styles are so entangled together, as if they will never be separated.