Porcelain industry leader

Chapter 46

The streets at night are quite lively, but at this moment, everything around seems to be silent.

Gu Qingchi closed his eyes and opened them again. After blinking twice, the whole world became much clearer in an instant.

Song Yu tapped his back lightly with his fingertips, his movements were very gentle.

I don't know why, every time Song Yu appeared, his mood would inexplicably improve, even if he didn't speak, he would still feel very comfortable.

He raised his arms to embrace the warm light.

The moonlight above the head is bright, the stars are dotted, and the cool evening wind blows across the cheeks, and all the embarrassment seems to be swept away at this moment.

"Don't think about those things anymore. You should be glad that you survived, instead of dwelling on the past. People should always work hard to look forward, you know?" Song Yu said.

"En." Gu Qingchi responded in a low voice.

In fact, before he met Song Yu, he really didn't feel that there was anything to be grateful for in surviving, but now he suddenly felt that the road ahead was still very long.

"A celebrity once said a word, I don't know if you've heard it before." Song Yu turned his head and rubbed against Gu Qingchi's ear, his voice was very soft, "We have no choice in the birth of a person, but what will happen to the rest of our life?" Let's go, we can choose for ourselves."

"I've never heard of it." Gu Qingchi let go of his arms and looked at him, speaking with a nasal voice, "Which celebrity?"

"Me." Song Yu raised his eyebrows.

Gu Qingchi curled his lips, but didn't speak, wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Actually, I went to your house to look for you just now." Song Yu said.

"Ah?" Gu Qingchi was a little surprised.

"Ah, what, I've called you so many times and didn't answer, how dare I have a face?" Song Yu raised the phone in his hand, "Why didn't you answer my call?"

"If you're in a bad mood..." Gu Qingchi looked at him, and consciously swallowed the words "I don't want to answer".

"If you're in a bad mood, it depends on who's calling! I've provoked you, so you won't answer my call," Song Yu's fingertips swayed in front of Gu Qingchi's nose, "Be reasonable, it's me Did it make you feel bad?"

"No." Gu Qingchi lowered his eyelids, held his fingertips and pressed down.

The corner of Song Yu's mouth raised an imperceptible smile, "Will you still dare after that?"

Gu Qingchi immediately shook like a rattle.

"Was my dad home when you went to my house?" Gu Qingchi asked.

"Yes." When Song Yu thought of his father, he felt a sudden pain in his brain and temples.

"Then did my dad tell you anything?" Gu Qingchi asked.

"I didn't say anything," Song Yu couldn't bear to pass those ugly words to Gu Qingchi, "I just asked him, what about you, he said you went out, didn't say when you'd be back and didn't know where you went, so I just asked You can only find it along the roads outside your house."

Gu Qingchi asked embarrassingly: "Then have you eaten?"

"No, I'm starving to death." Song Yu rubbed his stomach and sighed. He didn't feel anything after running all the way just now, but now he feels a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

"I want to eat something." Gu Qingchi touched his trouser pocket, thankfully he didn't put his wallet on the table when he got home, "I treat you."

Song Yu raised his chin, "Just the crayfish on the opposite side, I've been smelling this smell for a long time."

"Okay." Gu Qingchi wanted to get up and found that his legs were terribly numb, so he grinned and sat down again.

"Why are you anemic?" Song Yu squatted down and tilted his head in concern.

"No." Gu Qingchi gritted his back molars, couldn't speak clearly, and felt like there was a snowflake in front of him.

"Then you..." When Song Yu put his palm on Gu Qingchi's knee, Gu Qingchi suddenly pushed his palm away, leaning against the lamppost with a dying expression on his face.

Song Yu was nervous for a while, and soon realized something, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, "Number in your legs?"

Gu Qingchi gave him a defensive look, but didn't admit it.

"If your legs are numb, just take a few more shots." Song Yu said.

Gu Qingchi glared for a moment, but now he couldn't move at all as if his acupuncture points had been tapped. He watched Song Yu raise his arm and slapped his calf with a set of gossip palms.

Gu Qingchi frowned, wanting to cry without tears, feeling his entire soul was distorted, it took half a century to recover, and sighed, "You are purely revenge."

"Yes," Song Yu generously admitted, and patted him on the shoulder, "I want you to have a better memory."

The lobster restaurant is in the evening and supper business, and it will be just after nine o'clock, which happens to be the beginning of the supper, and the group of people who had dinner in the restaurant have just left, and there are many vacant seats.

Song Yu found a secluded corner, but before the lobster's legs were seen, he had already been bitten several times on his legs and arms.

"Why don't we sit outside." Song Yu bent down and scratched his calf.

Gu Qingchi responded, and the two moved together. Gu Qingchi's position was facing the place where he was squatting just now.

Sometimes people are really amazing. An hour ago, I felt as if I was abandoned by the whole world, but now I am in the mood to drink and eat lobster.

Maybe you still need someone to accompany you.

It's scary to be alone.

Song Yu ate the lobster very fast, as long as he took a light bite on the shell, the shell was thrown into the plate in less than two seconds.

"How did you eat it?" Gu Qingchi saw that the shells of the shrimp on his plate were all intact.

"Just bite like this," Song Yu raised the corners of his lips and smiled maliciously, "It mainly depends on the skill of the tongue."

Gu Qingchi twisted off the head of the shrimp, gnawed the meat from the tail to the body, and gnawed out the meat.

Song Yu took a sip of beer and leaned back in his chair to watch him.

Gu Qingchi spitting out shrimp shells at the plate with his head down, like a child who just learned to eat.

So fucking cute.

After Song Yu had almost finished eating, he put the peeled shrimp meat into Gu Qingchi's bowl.

The movements of Gu Qingchi's hands froze, and he turned his head to look at Song Yu.

"I'm full, eat more." Song Yu smiled.

Gu Qingchi dipped the shrimp meat into the soup and stuffed it into his mouth. Song Yu peeled some more for him. Gu Qingchi was embarrassed, but he didn't refuse, and ate it silently.

His forehead began to sweat non-stop because of the alcohol. He took out a tissue and wiped it with his hand, but the chili oil in his palm accidentally got into his eyes.

Gu Qingchi truly experienced what hot eyes are.

He covered his eyes, tears streaming down like a dike bursting.

"Ouch." Seeing this, Song Yu quickly took out a tissue and handed it over, "I said, can you still screw on this valve? Why don't you just go to Hengdian to film a movie."

"No..." Gu Qingchi wanted to explain, but his eyes hurt so much that he couldn't speak.

"Isn't it just peeling a few shrimps? As for being so moved?" Song Yu leaned forward and teased, "Is it the first time in this life that someone has served you like this, and wept with joy?"

Gu Qingchi managed to slow down, and blinked at him, "I didn't cry, the chili oil rubbed into my eyes."

"I didn't cry," Song Yu shook his head twice while suppressing his voice, and fell back into the chair. "I don't know who told me last time that we tough guys don't know how to write the word cry when we are born in the womb."

The word "tough guy" is accentuated.

Gu Qingchi raised his eyelids to look at him.

"Why are you staring? Who said that?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows.

Gu Qingchi lowered his head and continued to peel the prawns. He really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. He didn't expect Song Yu to remember this.

Song Yu put his hands between his legs and shook his body, continuing to tease him, "What's the matter? You won't admit it again..."

Gu Qingchi quickly stuffed the lobster meat into his mouth, then covered his mouth, "Shut up, you."

Song Yu munched on the shrimp meat for a long time.

Looking at the two oily finger prints on his face, Gu Qingchi couldn't help laughing.

Song Yu looked at the corners of his raised mouth and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Oh, by the way, what happened to your ID card?" Song Yu took out his ID card from his wallet.

"Huh?" Gu Qingchi raised his eyebrows, not knowing why.

"Where did you get this ID card?" Song Yu asked while holding the ID card between his fingers.

"My dad helped me do it." Gu Qingchi said.

Song Yu said "Oh", he guessed it when he saw Gu Qingchi's confused eyes, "Do you know what he did for you?"

Gu Qingchi shook his head, "It happened several years ago, I forgot, it seems that I went to a photo studio to take a photo."

Song Yu now understood that after picking him up, Gu Qingchi's father, for some reason, did not immediately register for Gu Qingchi's hukou, so Gu Qingchi couldn't apply for an ID card, so he made a fake one to fool him .

Calculated according to the time, it was still the period of family planning. Gu Qingchi also said that he had an older brother, maybe it was for this reason, so he could only raise him secretly when he picked up Gu Qingchi.

But later this brother died, why didn't he settle down for Gu Qingchi, he was a little confused.

And since they both have a son, why didn't they call the police and send them to the orphanage?

Maybe Gu Qingchi would have a better life if sent to the orphanage...

No, no, if they were sent to the orphanage, there would be no Gu Qingchi in this world, and then the two of them would never have the chance to see each other in this lifetime.

"Have you ever used this ID card besides pledging it to me last time?" Song Yu continued to ask.

"I rarely use it, so I don't remember." Gu Qingchi wiped his hands, took his ID card, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"It won't work in the future," Song Yu looked at him, lowered his voice and said, "This is a false certificate, your father ordered someone to forge it, so you can't use it, you know?"

Gu Qingchi's eyes widened and he was speechless.

Although he seldom had the opportunity to use his ID card, he also knew that this thing was a document to prove the real existence of this person. If he didn't have an ID card, what would he be?

Someone who doesn't exist?

He suddenly felt a chill down his back.

Song Yu saw the anxiety in his eyes at once, and immediately said: "Don't worry too much about the ID card. I'll help you ask my friend how to do it. If it's a big deal, I'll go to the Public Security Bureau to call the police and say that I picked up a small baby."

Gu Qingchi smiled, thinking of something, "Then if I don't have an ID card, won't I be able to continue working?"

"It's okay, I'll just say hello to Zhou Yanran, and I'll pay you in cash." Song Yu said.

Gu Qingchi was delighted when he heard the word salary.

In the future, I will be paid every month!

His own little money!

Dad won't know without hiding it!

But after thinking about it carefully, he still felt that it was too unsafe to put the cash in his pocket, "Can I deposit the cash with you first, anyway, I still owe you 1 yuan, when the deduction is over, I guess the ID card thing It’s settled, and I’ll go to the bank to open a card then.”

"Yes." Song Yu nodded.

After eating, Song Yu and Gu Qingchi walked back together.

Although he knew that Gu Qingchi quarreled with his father and was kicked out of the house with nowhere to go, he still pretended to ask, "Where are you planning to go later?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask, Gu Qingchi suddenly feels confused again.

nowhere to go.

Squint hasn't returned yet, and my dad must still be angry. This time, I don't even have an ID card to use to open a hotel room!

Do you want to stay at Song Yu's house?

Not so good... It always depends on what's going on at home.

Gu Qingchi turned his head, Song Yu sensed it out of the corner of his eye, and then turned his head to look at him.

The eyes of the two met, Song Yu seemed to understand the meaning in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Please."

Gu Qingchi raised his breath, and said slowly as if he mustered up the courage of eight hundred lifetimes: "Please... lend me my ID card."

The smile on Song Yu's face froze instantly, "Huh?"

"Help me get a room at the hotel..." Gu Qingchi whispered, but it was obvious that Song Yu's expression changed, "Well... I'll go out and find a house to rent tomorrow."

Song Yu folded his arms and rolled his eyes, and almost died on the spot.

"No!" He roared angrily, striding forward.

"Why!" Gu Qingchi also raised his voice, "If you don't borrow it, I will have to rely on you!"

Song Yu opened the car door with the corner of his mouth curled up, "It's not impossible to rely on it, you can do all the laundry, cooking and housework."

"No problem." Gu Qingchi agreed straight away.

"Get in the car." Song Yu raised his chin.

Gu Qingchi happily got into the car, "Should we go back directly?"

"Ah, why, do you still want to invite me to a foot bath shop to massage your feet?" Song Yu squinted at him.

"I can't afford to go, I'll pinch it for you when I get home." Gu Qingchi lowered his head and fastened his seat belt.