The cell phone next to his ear was still glowing, Song Yunhui blinked slowly, his brain working rapidly.
He memorized his ID number at the first opportunity.
Then his eyes gradually widened.
The hand holding the phone was still in mid-air. He didn't hang up, nor did he continue talking.
The person behind him approached and gently took the phone from his hand.
There was a bouquet of flowers in Song Yunhui's hand.
It's the brilliant sunflower I saw before.
A full handful filled my arms, and I could still smell the pleasant fragrance.
A not-so-small movement occurred, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The warm yellow candlelight looks very warm and carries an indescribable warmth.
Behind the candlelight stood Qin Jianyuan and Ye Min.
Everything that happened before suddenly came together, including why Ye Min was so concerned about when he would come back, why there were flowers in Qin Shu's car, and why the navigation records showed the county he had visited before.
Ye Min smiled and looked very excited. She said:
"Cloud boy, make a wish!"
Qin Shu stood behind him and said at the right time: "Close your eyes, make a wish in your heart, and then blow out the candles."
Song Yunhui finally came to his senses from the situation and closed his eyes in a hurry.
Although his eyes were closed, his mind was empty.
He didn't know what to wish for.
After closing my eyes, my senses become much more acute than usual.
He could hear the rustling of fabric and the sound of breathing.
There is a sweet smell of cake in the air.
——He made a wish.
Then he closed his eyes and blew out the slightly swaying candle.
The room was plunged into darkness, then the lights came on and it became bright in an instant.
Their eyes couldn't adapt to the sudden light, and several people squinted their eyes.
Looking at Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan's slightly strange expressions, Song Yunhui laughed instantly.
The sunflower in his arms was fresh and bright, with tiny flowers popping up on one side, covering the corners of his curved mouth.
Several people moved to the living room.
The entrance was plunged into darkness again, with only the two mobile phones placed casually on the table still dimly lit and not hung up.
The living room was also specially decorated with small flowers and dolls in orange and red colors, which looked warm and did not match the black, white and gray room.
——The room is no longer the simple black, white and gray as before. To be more precise, it no longer has a unified style.
There was a green little dinosaur on the table, as well as the colorful cushion that Orange liked, Song Yunhui's cushion was also there, and there were some small toys.
In short, this family is no longer as noble and cold as before.
Song Yunhui sat in the middle of the sofa holding Orange in his arms, and only then did he see clearly the appearance of the cake which he had not been able to see clearly before.
It is white with green little dinosaurs painted on it. It looks very detailed and is really difficult.
There is also a small green chocolate dinosaur standing in the middle of the cake.
It should smell like strawberry.
Everything is done according to his preferences.
There is another cake next to the little dinosaur cake, but it is a small cake with very unique ingredients.
This is an orange-exclusive cake, the kitten’s favorite.
Orange does have his birthday today.
Several people sat around the table and sang a birthday song together.
Song Yunhui was also singing, but he was singing to Chengzi.
He spoke in a clear voice, with a smile in his eyes as he looked at the cat paralyzed in his arms.
The kitten doesn't understand what they are doing, but that doesn't stop it from meowing along.
The clip cat is even tighter at this time.
Qin Jianyuan's singing was not in tune. There were four people and one cat, and they sang a simple birthday song in several different tunes. Ye Min couldn't help laughing at the end of the song.
There is no need for Song Yun to come back and act as a photographer today. Ye Min loves recording life more than he does. She has been taking pictures since she entered the door, so he is of no use at all.
Song Yunhui was the one who cut the cake in the end.
One piece per person, Orange eats his own little cake.
It seemed to think that its cake would also be cut in half, so it didn't eat it and just squatted aside waiting. In the end, no one came to share its cake.
It took a careful bite.
Take another bite.
Then he buried his face in the bowl.
Song Yunhui sat next to it, and no matter how low he lowered his gaze, he still couldn't see even a single eye of the other person.
He is a piggy cat who concentrates on eating.
Qin Shu sat next to him, watching him bend down to look at the oranges, his hair almost touching the table. He patted his back and asked him, "Are you going to work tomorrow?"
Song Yun shook his head.
He will organize the score tomorrow, and the things in the recording studio will be enough for him to do it.
Qin Shu then asked him: "Would you like to drink fruit wine?"
Many times before, when he saw Song Yunhui open the refrigerator, he would take a look at the beer used to make beer duck.
Song Yun turned his eyes to the side.
The two men locked eyes.
Qin Shudian gave him a can of fruit wine, strawberry flavor.
Song Yunhui took it.
The pinkish-red color of the wine jar made it look even better against the cold white fingers.
Judging from the packaging, it must have been chosen by Ye Min.
Curiosity still overcame the limited restraint I had.
Although I have said before that I will never drink alcohol again, this is at home and the fruit wine is low in alcohol.
If you can't drink it at home, then there's really nowhere else to drink it.
He thought nothing would happen.
Others thought so too.
Everyone held a can of fruit wine, and when they clinked glasses, a "clicking" sound was made.
Orange had no idea what these people were doing, so he finally raised his face from the basin and ran to drink his own water.
After eating the cake comes the gift giving session.
After receiving the gift boxes, Song Yunhui did not open them immediately. Instead, he carefully put the boxes aside. For fear that they might be knocked over, he moved them to the corner of the wall. Only then did he feel at ease.
Then comes the gift for Orange.
Their gifts might be too much for the cat. After the cake was finished, Orange finally raised his head from the bowl and gave them a look.
Normally she is a clingy and spoiled cat, but she ignores people when she has a little cake.
Ye Min scolded it, "You are such a nagging cat!"
Orange licked his paw, then ran over and rubbed against her.
"Forget it," Ye Min's voice softened, "It's just a little kitten."
What does a kitten know?
Orange snored and ran to rub against Song Yunhui.
“…”
Qin Jianyuan, who was standing next to Ye Min and had already stretched out his hand to hug the kitten but was ignored, was silent for a moment and retracted his hand sadly.
Ye Min bought Chengzi a small yellow collar, which was soft and looked like a sunlace.
It fit perfectly around Orange's neck, and that's how the little Sunflower cat was born.
Ye Min's plan B of singing for the kitten didn't work, but was used by Qin Jianyuan.
But his gift was somewhat novel.
What he bought was a cat walkie-talkie, which also had a recording function and could translate human singing into cat language.
They didn't know what Qin Jianyuan had recorded, but seeing confusion, suspicion, and then deep shock appear on Chengzi's small cat face, everyone fell silent.
I don't know what weird stuff he recorded.
Finally, Qin Shu turned off the play button and turned to ask him, "What did you record?"
Qin Jianyuan said, "I just recorded a happy birthday song."
But Orange didn't seem that happy after hearing this.
Qin Shu immediately put the walkie-talkie away from Orange.
There is no doubt that Qin Jianyuan was cheated.
People who are usually smart seem to become stupid when they encounter things related to oranges.
Ye Min asked, "Where is Yunzai?"
She was obviously looking forward to it.
Song Yunhui put down the fruit wine in his hand and reached into his pocket.
He touched the left side and then the right side, feeling a little confused. He then turned sideways and touched Qin Shu's pocket. After searching both pockets, he still didn't find what he was looking for.
The confusion on his face became more and more obvious.
Ye Min asked him, "What are you looking for?"
Song Yun replied: "I'm looking for my cell phone."
He exhaled, then said slowly, "I need a cell phone."
Qin Shu glanced at his face.
There is not much difference from usual, but there is a slight blush on the face, which makes the complexion look better.
He once again had a clear understanding of Song Yunhui's drinking capacity.
Ye Min unlocked her phone and handed it to Song Yunhui, asking, "Is my phone OK?"
Song Yunhui took the phone, thanked him, and then opened some music software.
Ye Min also came over to take a look.
She saw the other person searching for "Orange Song" in the search box.
Then delete it and search for "Orange Song" again.
The name is simple and direct.
Song Yun held the orange in his hand, slowly touched the other person's paw, and then turned on the play button.
[Original singer: Don’t drink soy milk]
[Lyrics: Soy milk doesn’t taste good]
[Composition: Soy milk doesn’t taste good]
Ye Min's eyes widened slightly and asked, "Did you ask someone to write a song for Cheng Zi?"
Why didn't she think of this!
Song Yunhui shook his head, and ended up feeling a little dizzy, so he leaned back and said with a smile, "I sang it."
This was the first time he mentioned his work so naturally in front of others.
He originally wanted to lean on the sofa, but Qin Shu seemed to have developed some conditioned reflex and sat closer to him, so that he could just lean on him.
Very comfortable.
Song Yun leaned back and didn't move, pressing the play button.
It's a very lively prelude, and the lyrics are different from many other works, as if a cat has accidentally entered a bizarre world.
It's very joyful, and makes people's hearts jump for joy unconsciously.
The clear sound was slightly distorted when stored in electronic media, but was saved by the sound engineer.
It's a very nice sound.
The cheerful prelude suddenly stopped when it reached the peak, and then slowly descended.
The transition is accompanied by a gentle piano sound.
It was like being slowly pulled into reality while wandering in a strange world.
Reality has its ups and downs, as well as warmth and expectations, and it is the warmest nest for kittens.
I was singing on the phone, and Song Yunhui was singing along.
The sounds you hear in real life are more real and better than those heard on your phone.
He had been drinking and his mind was racing, but his voice was steady.
橙子不懂他在唱什麽，但是看得出很開心，一直喵喵叫，企圖和他一起合唱。
宋雲回低頭揉着小貓耳朵。
直到歌的最後一個音落下，葉敏和秦建遠叽裏呱啦鼓掌，聲音很熱烈，活像是水軍頭頭和水軍二把手。
第一次主動分享，也是第一次這麽受到直接又熱烈的贊美。
宋雲回笑得眉眼彎彎。
坐在旁邊的秦書撥弄了下他蹭得有些淩亂的頭發。
葉敏的喜歡很直接，她決定再放一遍歌，自己跟着瞎哼哼。
宋雲回就在一邊笑。
之後生日宴就變成了KTV現場，葉敏和秦建遠開始唱他們年輕時喜歡的歌，宋雲回就是他們最忠實的聽衆。
秦書算半個，因為他沒有将全部注意力都放在他們身上，時不時都瞅一眼宋雲回。
很明顯，對方已經開始上頭。
他的情緒比平時來得更加明顯，沒有遮掩，清清楚楚。
葉敏和秦建遠一起唱了首老歌，唱的孩子離開父母的歌。
她唱着唱着就上頭了，之後就丢了臨時充當話筒的遙控器，伸出手張口就來，“雲崽，快來姨姨抱抱！”
秦書在老早的時候就已經不讓她們抱，奮鬥了幾年，她已經絕了這個念想。
還是雲崽好抱。
宋雲回點頭，打着飄站起來。
秦書跟他一起站了起來，眼睛看着他不太穩的步子。
葉敏伸手，宋雲回就自己送了上去。
他醉得眼睛微微眯起，眉眼舒展，在之前吃完蛋糕後換了身衣服，是葉敏之前選的米白色的小羊絨，看上去就很溫暖很好抱。
他抱完葉敏就抱秦建遠。
秦建遠輕輕拍了拍他的背。
很輕，但有一種寬厚的感覺。
宋雲回最後看向了秦書。
秦書表情不變，垂在身側的手指微動。
宋雲回朝他靠近。
——之後在離他僅一步之遙的地方停住，伸出兩根手指揮了揮，說：
“之前已經抱過了，這次略過。”
他說的上一次是很久之前秦書跑到他家門來抱他的那次。
這人喝醉了，但是還記事。
——之前已經抱過了。
葉敏的眼神瞬間就變了，不可思議地看向自己親生兒子。
她萬萬沒想到，對方動作居然那麽快。
她一直以為自己兒子在感情方面是根木頭來着。
注意到葉敏投來的視線，秦書頓了下，最後選擇保持沉默。
生日宴很熱鬧。
他們後來一起在沙發上坐排排聽橙子坐在桌子上發表重要講話，之後還玩了撲克，怎麽開心怎麽來。
撲克最後是以葉敏和宋雲回開始犯困結束。
橙子已經在貓窩睡下，秦建遠帶着葉敏回房間休息，秦書送着宋雲回上樓。
站在安靜的走廊裏，夜深的感覺這才出來。
世界好像都安靜了下來，偶爾能聽到一點從樓下傳來的秦建遠和葉敏的說話聲。
關門的聲音響起，之後徹底安靜了下去。
秦書送宋雲回進了房間。
漆黑房間亮起，秦書把從樓下搬上來的禮物盒放在房間一角，拿過放在床頭櫃上的空調遙控器打開空調，之後說：
“早點睡。”
他說完就打算走，讓宋雲回自己好收拾收拾睡覺。
“秦小書。”
宋雲回叫住了他。
秦書回頭，看到對方就站在床邊，眼睛困倦眯起，微微張開了手。
是很明顯的一個擁抱的姿勢。
他說：“之前逗你玩的。快來抱一下，今天一個人都不能少。”
暖白色的燈光照在他身上，更顯得人溫暖了幾分。
“……”
秦書上前，緩緩伸手。
鼻間有淡淡的草莓味，不濃烈，是很清甜的味道。
他慢慢抱緊了對方的腰。
和想象中一樣，很溫暖很好抱。他能感受到對方清淺的呼吸，還有心髒的每一次跳動。
是很真實的感覺。
不想放手。
這是一個有些過長的擁抱。
直到最後察覺到肩膀前一重，他垂眼，看到了身上人不知道什麽時候閉上的眼睛。
也許是因為太累，也可能是因為喝了酒，對方這次睡得很安穩，睫毛都沒動一下。
他微動，察覺到對方的手還無意識地捏着他的衣服。
“……”
滿室安靜，只有輕微的衣料摩挲的聲音響起。
房間陷入黑暗。
***
A市
安靜的房間內，鐘許看着手機微信界面上的紅色感嘆號，安靜不語。
【生日快樂】
【消息發送失敗，你還不是對方好友】
連一句祝福也送不出。
返回到電話界面，他看着最上面一個紅色的號碼後跟着的【5】，短暫呼出一口氣，仍然選擇繼續撥打。
和前五次一樣，依舊是【對方正在通話中】。
他這次用的不是被拉黑的那個號，而是去申請了一個新號。
但是結果依舊和之前一樣。
對方一直在通話中。
如果不是免打擾就是在和人講電話。
這兩點無論是哪個都不讓人好受。
宋雲回記得宋成和宋雲揚的生日，記得他的生日，但從來沒有提起過自己的生日。
也或許在很久很久提起過一次，但之後再也沒有說到過。
像是他自己也忘了有這回事一樣。
對方不提起，他也不記得，之前很多次生日都直接錯過。
這次實在是鬧得太久了，他們雙方都需要一個臺階下。
生日就是一個很好的契機。
他也接受了自己是為了給對方臺階下所以才給對方準備禮物的理由。
前幾天拍賣會上有一顆藍色的寶石，很好看，他覺得宋雲回應該會喜歡，于是買下了。
但是對方從離開後就開始了無音訊，完全不知道在哪兒，見面成了一件難事，送禮物更加不可能。
現在更是連一句簡單的【生日快樂】也送不出去。
鐘許回到微信聊天框，之後往上拉。
他想看看上次他生日那天對方說了什麽。
距離他上次生日好像已經過去了很久，他以為消息會很難找。
但是意外的，他只往上翻了幾下，之後就找到了。
他以為他們有很多的交流，但是實際上很少很少。
他們隔了一段時間就會有一段不長的交流，大部分都是宋雲回先提起的話題。
他會回應，但句子一眼看去精簡過頭，就短短一兩句話。
被微信界面閃得眼睛有些疼，他緩緩坐直了身體，最後打了一個電話。
【對不起，您撥打的電話正在通話中，請稍後再撥】
仍舊是那句聽得已經厭煩的話。
他把放在耳邊的電話扔在沙發上，垂眼看着微暗的界面。
頭痛欲裂，但他現在已經習慣，能夠做到面不改色。
城市燈光透過落地窗照進室內。
房間裏傳來水杯放在桌上的輕響聲。
鐘許扯了扯嘴角。
說不準他真病了。
***
第二天一早起來，宋雲回神清氣爽。
可能是折騰得越累睡得越香，他罕見地晚上沒有中途醒來，一覺睡到大天亮。
他起來的第一時間就看到了放在房間一角的禮物盒上。
起床瞬間有了動力。
穿上睡衣，他下床踩上拖鞋快速洗漱，之後興致勃勃坐地毯上開始一個一個拆禮物盒。
他的動作并不快，很認真，包裝從外到內沒有絲毫損壞。
除去很小的時候，這是他長大後第一次拆禮物。
第一個是秦書送的。
一個中間放着小恐龍的帶燈罩的擺件。
小恐龍手裏周圍散落得有粉色的鑽石一樣的東西。
——宋雲回覺得就一個生日禮物，應該不會把粉鑽這樣貴重的東西直接放小擺件裏。
燈罩下邊有開關，開燈之後燈光就會被散落的粉鑽類似物折射，很璀璨驚豔。
之後是秦建遠和葉敏送的禮物。
葉敏送的是一條藍色的圍巾。
圍巾上還有一封信。
他小心拆開信封。
信意外的長，有兩頁。
葉敏的字很娟秀，但和她做人一樣，下筆灑脫，多了一分別樣的感覺。
宋雲回安靜地從頭看到尾。
良久。
把信紙收好重新裝進信封裏，他拿起盒子裏仔細折好的圍巾。
這條圍巾是許文惠的圍巾，之前去秦家找她玩時忘了帶走。
這是葉敏用來留作念想的東西。
但是現在她把這條圍巾交給他。
宋雲回緩慢低頭，臉頰深深陷入圍巾裏。
***
等到宋雲回下樓的時候，廚房裏和往常一樣已經有了香。
秦書今天不上班，所以有了時間搗鼓早餐。
總之是一種很新又很好吃的早餐。
葉敏她們應該是沒有像這樣熬過夜，現在還沒起。
秦書已經幫他把手機充好電放桌上，昨天葉敏拍的視頻和照片也都統統發給他了。
總之就很貼心，一條龍服務。
抱着橙子窩在沙發上，他解鎖手機點開微信，開始逐一看昨天拍的照片和視頻。
現在看照片，依舊可以看出昨天玩得是有多上頭。
最後一張照片是吃蛋糕的時候拍的，用的延時拍攝，所有人都在鏡頭裏，都笑着。
照片的上面是一個視頻，是橙子就生日宴發表重要講話的視頻。
正準備看第二遍的時候，手機上頭彈出一條消息。
是陳晨。
【生日快樂捏！】
宋雲回有些驚奇地睜眼。
他問陳晨怎麽知道他今天生日的。
[Qin Shufa, Big Eyed Boy, everyone knows that Mr. Dan has his birthday]
[Do you know how sad I am? I found out about your birthday from someone else. Why didn’t you tell me in advance? [Cat is sad.jpg]]
Song Yunhui also replied him with a cat emoticon pack, and then opened Big Eyes.
He doesn't need to look for it specifically, the Big Eyes Boy homepage is the Big Eyes Boy sent by the other party.
【Qin Shu V: Happy Birthday @AAA Tea Wholesale Egg】
The other party finally mastered the power of technology and learned to publish on a scheduled basis, setting the time to publish at 00:00.
A scroll through the comments section is filled with a string of happy birthday wishes.
【happy birthday!】
【? We didn’t even know that Mr. Dan had his birthday! Happy birthday, Mr. Dan! 】
[I have grown one year older. I hope Mr. Egg can still be happy! There are countless tea eggs (x)]
[It’s tea leaf wholesale egg, not tea leaf egg! ]
This will no longer be a silent birthday.
He has had countless blessings.