After eating Xiaolongbao, I feel more energetic when working.

After briefly kissing and hugging Chengzi, Song Yun returned to work and Qin Shu left with Chengzi in his arms.

For several days afterwards, Song Yunhui rarely stayed at home, often leaving early and returning late.

The cool guy next door is unexpectedly an expert at staying up late. Every time Song Yunhui comes back, neither he nor the cat is asleep, and he can also touch and rub Orange on the way.

It seemed that Orange had figured out the time he would come every night. He had now learned to wait at the door in advance and fire shells as soon as the door opened.

The shells were soft and heavy, and every time my arms cried with happiness.

Qin Shu is now actively honing his cooking skills, and every time Song Yun comes, he has a different midnight snack.

But happiness is simply a gentle place.

So, Song Yunhui's big eyes changed from a series of [hahahaha] to a daily midnight snack check-in and a series of [hahahaha].

[What kind of fairyland is this!!!]

【I am a student, give me a friend like this】

[It's like this, cats with round heads and long hair are very annoying. Please help me educate them.]

[Every night is a midnight snack crit. I am really going to cry. QAQ]

[I forgot why I followed Dan Zong, but now I can’t log out at all Orz. I obviously don’t follow the comics, but I can see them first hand every day]

Perhaps it was Song Yunhui's perseverance that touched the comic blogger, who started following him at some point, and now he has become a noble follower.

I go out to work in the morning, come back to play with my cat and rest in the evening, and chat with the viewers in the live broadcast room. Time passes quickly.

After the work was completely completed, Song Yunhui took a few days off.

He slept soundly on the first day. He woke up after noon and finally felt that he had made up for his previous sleep.

Just a little dizzy.

After drinking the water, Song Yun returned to the bedroom barefoot. He glanced at his mobile phone and saw the message from Qin Shu.

He said he had to go out for work today, and quickly, Song Yunhui immediately offered to help look after Orange.

A few minutes later, I opened the door and saw an inexplicably familiar scene.

Qin Shu was holding an insulated box and a bag of what should be cat supplies in one hand, and holding the cat in the other. He was wearing a black coat and looked well prepared.

"You must have not eaten today. Eat your meal while it's still hot."

After taking the cat and the things, and quietly rubbing Little White's paws, Song Yunhui waved to Qin Shu with a smile.

He watched the black business car leave, then turned and entered the room.

After making sure there were no gaps in the windows, Song Yunhui put the orange down and let it wander around the room by itself.

Qin Shu went to work. There was no one to chat with today. After looking around the room, Song Yunhui finally decided to turn on the computer and put the thermal box in front of the computer.

If I remember correctly, he has not been on the air in the last few days because he has been too busy.

When logging in, Song Yunhui opened the backstage and blinked, and found that his fans had increased a lot without him knowing when, and had exceeded tens of thousands.

It was a surprise, but not too surprising. Song Yun held his chin and went back to find the live broadcast interface.

Today he didn’t sing while eating, so he set the live broadcast to the chat area and changed the usual title to [No singing, just chatting while eating]

Today was an abnormal live broadcast during the Yang-day time. Many people didn't even notice it, but quite a few people closed their eyes and went straight in, and were pleasantly surprised.

[Wow, why are you here so early today! I almost thought I was seeing things]

【Today's unexpected yang world】

[Long time no see soy milk!!!]

"Long time no see."

Song Yunhui scanned the bullet screen while thinking about opening the incubator.

Finally he found the buckle, exerted a little force with both hands, and with a "click", the incubator opened.

The aroma of food instantly filled the air, and Song Yun replied:

"No singing today, just eating and chatting."

Steam rose up, and when the vision became clear again, the netizens saw the pan-fried buns decorated with green coriander and slightly greasy.

【??? Is it so exciting in the afternoon?】

[Wait a minute, I can’t stop drooling, and someone downstairs complained that there was water seepage, sob sob sob QAQ]

[I want one, ah——]

Song Yunhui didn't eat right away. He weighed the thermal box and felt that the weight was not right. He imitated Qin Shuping's actions and pressed the buckle at the bottom to take out the layer of pan-fried buns.

Sure enough, there was something underneath.

It's pork rib soup, it looks delicious.

Next is a plate of vegetables, and after that is rice.

This is a single-person meal of meat and vegetables that is completely tailored to one person's appetite. It's not particularly luxurious, but it's obvious that a lot of thought went into it.

【It turns out there is more than one layer!!!】

[Does Soy Milk have a girlfriend? ]

[You need to be open-minded, and your boyfriend doesn’t necessarily matter]

[Although it’s not time for dinner yet, I opened some serious pornographic software]

"Not a girlfriend, not a boyfriend, just a friend who happens to live next door."

Song Yunhui took out the chopsticks and spoon from the bottom of the thermos box and ate a pan-fried bun.

"Good times."

He gave a thumbs up.

The netizens could only see the thermal box and the hands holding the chopsticks. Even though they couldn’t see the face, they could still smell the fragrance through the screen.

[It has come to this, and soy milk still hasn’t shown up. Uoooooooooooo]

[We are all family, don’t be shy]

[It smells so good, wow wow wow, I originally had no appetite, but now I’m craving for food QAQ]

After eating a steamed bun, Song Yunhui picked up the spoon and started drinking the pork rib soup, chatting as he worked.

It tastes very good. Qin Shu's cooking skills have improved.

While chatting with his friends, Song Yun felt something furry under his feet. He looked down and saw Chengzi sitting right at his feet.

It must have finished patrolling its territory and felt bored, so it came to play with him.

The desire to come forward was clearly visible in those big eyes.

Song Yunhui bent down and hugged it.

The netizens reacted quickly and immediately realized that this was a good opportunity to see the face, and their eyes widened instantly.

【I see it! 】

【……】

[…I saw the hat.]

【How could this be? 】

[Why would anyone wear a hat at home? Who is the long brim protecting them from?]

[Cat! What a cute cat! Why are there such furry cats! 】

Holding the orange in his hands, Song Yunhui laughed twice and retorted loudly, "Isn't it normal to wear a hat at home?"

"This is a friend's cat. Please take care of it for the time being."

When Song Yun returned to eat, Chengzi rolled around in his arms, and her hairy claws kept trying to pull at his sleeves.

From the perspective of netizens, all they can see are two orange ears moving around constantly and disappearing after a while.

[Wuwuwu, those who have no food and no cats have already started crying! I'm going to start making a fuss! 】

[I envy soy milk's life, having friends and being relaxed]

"You envy me?"

Song Yun paused and replied, "Each has its own merits. Maybe I envy your life."

He then smiled and said, "But I really like my life now."

Have a job you like and a friend who is not prejudiced against you.

Looking at the barrage of comments that kept passing by, he swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "I can't send my friends off. I like my friends."

***

In the reception room, the man with worrying hair turned his cell phone around and handed it to Qin Shu.

"Take a look at this plan. What do you think?"

Qin Shu took the phone and just saw a table. He wanted to continue swiping down, but it seemed that he touched something on the side and a small screen popped up.

I can’t tell what this is, but there are just a few dishes on the screen.

Qin Shu recognized it at a glance.

After all, it is something I made with my own hands.

"Look at page two. This is what the crew said..."

The man stood up and came over. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the small window in the upper right corner and was immediately scared to death.

The other half also flew away after seeing Qin Shu's expression.

Qin Shu had a blank expression on his face, and the man felt ashamed.

Finally, after a brief silence, Qin Shu spoke.

He said, "What is this?"

The man immediately replied, "You know, when you get to middle age, you're under a lot of pressure..."

"Can you send it to me?"

It's a question, and quite polite.

The man was still trying to explain, but when he realized what Qin Shu said, he paused, then carefully confirmed that the other party did not have any unnecessary expression, and then tentatively said, "Then I'll send it to you after I'm done."

Qin Shu nodded.

This seems to be just a small episode.

The discussion didn't take long. After everything was confirmed, Qin Shu's face showed that he would not have a dinner party. In the end, everyone went back to their homes and there was no dinner party.

As he left, the man held his phone and scrolled back and forth meaninglessly for many times. Finally, he decided to send the anchor link to Qin Shu.

The cell phone rang and Qin Shu picked up the phone.

【Don’t drink soy milk】

Haven't clicked on it yet, but it's already obvious.

The show Don’t Drink Soy Milk had been taken off the air a while ago, so Qin Shu simply flipped through it and found the latest recorded episode.

The scenery on both sides quickly receded, and the mobile phone placed beside me could occasionally make a sound.

As the car slowly stopped, a message came from my cell phone:

"I can't send friends off. I like my friends."

He tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

Qin Shu unbuttoned his shirt, took off his mask and got out of the car.

The light in front of Song Yunhui's door was still on, a warm yellow color, which made the surrounding scenery warmer.

The door opened before he knocked.

He was wearing a thin sweater, holding an orange in his hand, and waving as he did when he left.

The wind kept blowing at night. Qin Shu came forward, then entered the house, closed the door, and asked, "How did you know I was back?"

Song Yun replied: "I can hear the sound."

When he was very young, he learned to judge whether someone was returning home by listening to the sound of cars. In addition, this is a villa area with few people, and even fewer people passing by them. The person who came back at this time was most likely Qin Shu.

Putting the orange into Qin Shu's arms, Song Yun asked, "Have you eaten?"

Qin Shu thought for a moment, then answered truthfully: "No."

"That's good."

Song Yunhui took a pair of slippers and gave them to Qin Shu, saying, "Tonight I'm doing this. Before, I... well, I learned it on purpose."

Qin Shu put on his slippers, lowered his eyebrows, and observed carefully.

Different from the previous slippers.

Pink and plush, with two small strawberries on it.