The bright and warm midday sun filtered in through the gaps in the curtains in the room and fell onto the pure white sheets.
On the big bed in the room, half of Cheng Zhi's calf was sticking out from under the quilt.
There was still a circle of red marks on her ankle where Song Baiyi had scratched her hard last night.
The furry head buried in the quilt moved slightly a few times as if reacting.
After a while, Cheng Zhi's slow movement of sitting up made his body feel sore. He took several deep breaths but still couldn't recover.
He raised his hand and casually grabbed two of his messy hairs, then lifted the quilt and looked down at his body.
The dotted marks spread from the chest to the waist and abdomen, and the small mole on the side of the waist also became a severely affected area.
And then going down further, it’s just too much to bear watching.
Song Baiyi still dares to say that he has beautiful legs?
Cheng Zhi opened his mouth to curse, and then he coughed twice subconsciously.
Good, my voice is hoarse.
Cheng Zhi closed his eyes helplessly, feeling pain in his waist and legs, and uncomfortable all over.
I don’t know where the person sleeping next to me has gone.
Cheng Zhi sighed, then raised his hand to reach for the clothes Song Baiyi had prepared for him on the bedside table.
Well, this time there are clothes and pants, and an extra sticky note.
Cheng Zhi lowered his eyes and read the words on the sticky note.
"There's no food at home, I'll go buy some and cook for you. I've also cooked some porridge in the rice cooker, if you're hungry, eat some to fill your stomach."
Cheng Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, folded the sticky note carefully and put it back where it was.
Still has some conscience, he thought.
After Cheng Zhi changed his clothes, he leaned against the wall, rubbing his sore and swollen waist as he moved step by step towards the bathroom.
When I opened the door, the furnishings in the bathroom had become as tidy as before.
Cheng Zhi walked to the wash basin, looked at the mirror in front of him and fell into deep thought.
Yesterday...when I was about to finish.
Song Baiyi carried him into the bathroom, saying that he wanted to wash him clean before going to sleep.
Then for some reason, the two of them were being so affectionate, and Cheng Zhi was forced to support himself with his hands on the cold surface of the sink.
In front of him was the slightly cool air in the bathroom, and behind him was Song Boyi's warm body temperature.
From this angle, Cheng Zhi could only look at himself in the mirror with distracted eyes.
After a while, he saw Song Baiyi behind him, lowering his head and leaning close to his ear.
At the same time, he felt Song Baiyi gently bit his earlobe.
The next second, a warm breath filled his ears, accompanied by Song Baiyi's low and gentle voice.
"Baby, you look so cute when you blush in the mirror."
Hearing this, Cheng Zhi's hand that was resting on the sink almost slipped.
He could only bite his lower lip tremblingly, and then spoke.
"You, shut… shut up."
Thinking of this, Cheng Zhi took a deep breath to ease his emotions. Then he turned on the faucet and scooped up a handful of water to splash on his face.
Cheng Zhi cursed in his heart while washing.
There are so many fucking tricks.
After washing his face, Cheng Zhi walked into the living room, holding on to the wall.
Then, his eyes met with Song Baiyi who had just returned from outside.
Song Baiyi just put the vegetables he had just bought into the kitchen.
Then he washed and dried his hands, then came out of the kitchen to hug Cheng Zhi.
"Why don't you sleep a little longer? Are you hungry? I'll go make you some food."
As he said that, Song Baiyi kissed the corner of Cheng Zhi's mouth.
Cheng Zhi groaned, raised his hands and hugged Song Baiyi to prevent him from leaving.
Seeing that Cheng Zhi was holding him and refusing to let go, Song Baiyi gently put his hand on Cheng Zhi's forehead.
After making sure that Cheng Zhi's temperature was normal, he asked.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Cheng Zhi's mouth drooped in grievance, "My waist is sore, uncomfortable..."
After hearing Cheng Zhihe's complaints, Song Baiyi was speechless.
He knew that what happened last night was because he had gone too far the day before.
Then Song Baiyi lowered his head and began to apologize to Cheng Zhi.
"Sorry, let me rub it for you."
After Cheng Zhi felt the warmth from Song Baiyi's palm on his lower back.
He raised his arms and put them around Song Baiyi's neck, burying his head in Song Baiyi's chest.
Then whisper in a low voice that only the two of them can hear.
"That's more like it..."
After Song Baiyi rubbed Cheng Zhi's waist for a long time, he finally felt comfortable.
He then ran to the kitchen to make some light dishes and served them on the table.
Cheng Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at the white porridge and boiled vegetables on the table without saying a word.
He just stood in front of the table, picked up the bowl and drank some porridge.
The porridge that Song Baiyi cooked this time was very bland, and he didn't even put a few slices of green onion in it. But it was hot, so when Cheng Zhi drank it, he felt a warm current flowing down his throat into his stomach, which was quite comfortable.
Song Baiyi brought the last dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes to the table, and then looked at Cheng Zhi who was standing beside the table.
"Why don't you sit down? Eating while standing is bad for your stomach."
Before Song Baiyi could finish his words, he felt a pair of dark eyes looking at him.
Cheng Zhi took another mouthful of porridge before putting the bowl down, then spoke to Song Baiyi with resentment.
"Do you think... you are qualified to say such things now?"
Song Baiyi paused, then picked up Cheng Zhi's porridge and stood next to Cheng Zhi.
Cheng Zhi looked at Song Baiyi's actions and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What are you going to do?"
Song Baiyi picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of porridge, then blew it a few times to his mouth. After making sure the temperature was right, he handed the spoon to Cheng Zhi's mouth.
"Eat with you, open your mouth."
This trick worked very well for Cheng Zhi. He opened his mouth very obediently and let Song Baiyi feed him.
After a few rounds of this, Song Baiyi fed Cheng Zhi all the porridge in his bowl.
Song Baiyi went to the bathroom to wash a hot towel, and then carefully helped Cheng Zhi wipe the corners of his mouth.
Cheng Zhi curled his eyes at Song Baiyi, "Are you trying to please me?"
Song Baiyi looked away unnaturally, "Apologize."
"Well, I accept it."
After saying that, Cheng Zhi stood on tiptoe and kissed Song Baiyi on the face.
"You haven't eaten yet? Eat something to fill your stomach."
Song Baiyi chuckled, "No hurry."
After saying that, Song Baiyi took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the interface for Cheng Zhi to see.
Cheng Zhi looked at the flight information on his phone and was slightly stunned.
Then he glared at Song Baiyi and said, "No, I don't want to travel in the hot summer wearing a scarf."
Song Baiyi quickly understood what Cheng Zhi meant.
He smiled and said, "We will leave in a week. By then, no one will be able to see the marks on your neck."
As he spoke, Song Baiyi lowered his head again and pecked the mark on Cheng Zhi's neck.
Cheng Zhi felt a little helpless about Song Baiyi's behavior. He calmed his expression and then spoke.
"But if you can find a restaurant where you can eat standing up in every place we go, I'll go with you."
Hearing Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi buried his head in Cheng Zhi's neck, wanting to laugh but not daring to.
After a long time, Song Baiyi tightened his arms around Cheng Zhi.
"I know I was wrong. I just bought some medicine outside and I will help you apply it later."
"Next time...I will be gentler."
Cheng Zhixin said, "I won't believe your lies," but she still responded to Song Baiyi with a helpless look on her face.
"good."
Song Baiyi slowly raised his head from Cheng Zhi's neck.
Then he lowered his eyes and kissed Cheng Zhi's lips.
"Does that mean you agree to travel with me?"
Cheng Zhi knew that he couldn't get rid of Song Baiyi's persistent demands, so he could only nod and say.
"Yes, I agree."
He agreed to accompany Song Baiyi to complete what he had promised him before, and also agreed to accompany Song Baiyi to experience the past that he had experienced.
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One year later, the interview with the guest mentor of the talent show "Meet in Summer".
"Excuse me, Mr. Cheng Zhi. You have just debuted for a year, and you have been invited to be a mentor for the same series of talent shows as "Summer Miracle". As a contestant who just finished a show, do you have anything to say to the contestants?"
Cheng Zhi sat in front of the camera and smiled at the newly appointed assistant director and interviewer Xia Jing.
"I want to tell everyone that the final result of the talent show is important. But in the process of participating in the show, all the things and people you meet are also a valuable asset worth cherishing."
"Finally, I hope everyone can do their best in this show and leave no regrets."
After hearing Cheng Zhi's answer, Xia Jing nodded.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Cheng Zhi, for accepting our interview. I also wish you good luck in your work and happiness every day."
"Finally." Xia Jing's mouth curled up slightly.
"I would like to ask you a more personal question on behalf of the audience today. Would you mind?"
Cheng Zhi shook his head, "You ask."
"It's like this. Many people want to know the relationship between you and Song Baiyi. Would you be willing to respond in front of the camera?"
After hearing Xia Jing's question, Cheng Zhi curled his eyes towards the camera.
"Song Baiyi?"
"He is my husband."
Xia Jing watched the interview video with Cheng Zhi with satisfaction. When he saw the last part, the corners of his mouth curled up wildly and he laughed out loud.
The assistant at the side heard Xia Jing's movement and asked.
"Director Xia, what are you looking at? Why are you so happy?"
Xia Jing motioned for his assistant to come over and showed her the video on the screen. "We are not the media with first-hand information, are we..."
After watching the video, the assistant understood instantly, and then asked Xia Jing in confusion.
"Director Xia, didn't you see the new Weibo post Song Baiyi posted half an hour ago?"
Xia Jing paused for a moment, "What Weibo?"
The assistant turned on his phone and displayed Song Baiyi's Weibo interface in front of Xia Jing.
"Well, he and Cheng Zhi officially announced it on Weibo."
Xia Jing looked at the text on the phone screen and was stunned.
Half an hour ago.
Song Baiyi: From now on, every story in my life will be related to you. @程知
Song Baiyi stood at the exit of the building and opened his arms as he looked at Cheng Zhi who was jumping towards him.
"The interview is over?"
Cheng Zhi subconsciously put his arms around Song Baiyi's neck, "Well, it's over."
"I will start working in three days. This is my first time as a tutor, and there are still many things I am not familiar with..."
"What are you afraid of?" Song Baiyi rubbed Cheng Zhi's head.
"I've been a mentor before, so I have experience."
Cheng Zhi said with a smile, "I know you have experience...but I'm still worried that I won't be able to do it well."
Song Baiyi released the hand that was holding Cheng Zhi and pinched his face.
"Then let's go home and I'll teach you?"
Having said that, Song Baiyi took Cheng Zhi's hand and led him out.
At the beginning of midsummer, the scorching sun shines through the blue sky, casting patches of brightness on the world.
Time passed quietly between their footsteps, carrying the cicadas' chirping and the shade of the trees into the endless future. Time also witnessed the traces of their love, companionship and companionship left over the long years.
From now on, no more misfortunes will happen to them, nor will they feel regret, unwillingness or loneliness.
Every day will be sunny and a happy time worth cherishing.
Because they will spend many, many brilliant summers together, just like today.
Cheng Zhihui held Song Baiyi's hand.
The diamond rings on their ring fingers sparkled brightly in the sunlight that fell through the mottled shadows of the trees.
"Okay, let's go home."
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