After staying on the balcony for a while, I found that Naruse and Naoko were really just chatting about nothing, and Haixing went back to the room first.
"ah……"
Hearing her soft cry of pain after hitting something in the darkness, Naruse looked back for a while.
Snap.
When the door closed, he withdrew his gaze and continued to lie on the guardrail.
"Haixing seems to have something on his mind." Shangzi said, shaking his arms gently.
"I guess so."
Naruse was thoughtful. He had some vague guesses, but he didn't say much because he lacked more evidence.
"Anyway, at least one reason is that I don't want to go home and face the beginning of school."
Shangzi smiled.
"Actually, I don't really think about it either..."
"Is this what you should say if you are a top ten person in grade? Take it back quickly."
"Yes, take it back~ What should the top ten in grade say?"
"I really want to start school."
"I've never heard Harumi say such a thing..."
The two stayed on the balcony for a while, and Naruse couldn't help but yawn.
Shangzi smiled at him: "Let's rest too."
"Um."
The two of them returned to the living room in the dark and lay down on both sides of the sofa. Their feet touched and then separated, keeping a few centimeters apart.
"Remember to cover yourself with a blanket." Shangzi said.
Naruse pulled the blanket up, "Naoko, can you straighten your legs?"
"It's no problem."
She lay on the sofa, moved her body, and adjusted herself a little.
The space was relatively narrow, and there was no bed as soft under her body. It was a night in early April, and it was still a little cold even though she was only covered with a blanket, but Shangzi felt very good.
Memories suddenly came back.
"The last time I slept on the sofa was when I was a kid."
Naruse responded vaguely.
The last time he slept on the sofa was the night before.
Although it was not his active choice.
"I don't even remember why I slept on the sofa." Shangzi continued in the darkness, "I just remember how angry my mother was when she found out the next morning."
"Really? I haven't seen Aunt Sawako angry yet."
Naruse recalled that the researcher couple in the neighbor's house didn't seem to be particularly emotional at all.
There was silence on the other side of the sofa for a while.
"It's my old mother."
"..."
Naruse was silent for half a minute.
"Feel sorry."
Her feet stretched out and touched the soles of his feet.
"Ah, Chunhai's feet are so warm."
He took a deep breath and said nothing about what just happened.
"What do you mean by 'warm'...it's not winter anymore."
"But it's really warm."
"whatever."
Her feet were much smaller than his, soft, warm, and fit tightly against his.
"Chunhai..."
"Um."
Supporting his feet, she led him and shook him slightly.
"Um...nothing."
"Yeah." Naruse closed his eyes, "Don't fall."
Shangzi's legs suddenly let go.
Then, clamp his left foot with both feet.
"It won't fall."
He opened his eyes and closed them again.
"OK, good night."
When Naruse opened his eyes again, Matsu Chiaki was standing next to the sofa, looking down at him, wiping his wet hair.
"Ah, Harumi is awake. Good morning~"
"..."
He looked outside the balcony, then at Shangzi who was still sleeping on the other side of the sofa, and finally looked at her.
"Are you sober?" He wiped away some water droplets that flew to his face.
"Of course I'm awake, it's been a whole night."
Song Qianqiu smiled slightly and sat down next to him.
"Why did Harunami and Shangzi sleep on the sofa?"
"It's not because you vomited on the bed and smelled like alcohol that I let Miss Sato and Haixing sleep in my room."
"Really?" Song Qianqiu wiped his hair, "Was it Shangzi's turn yesterday?"
"..."
Naruse pretended not to hear, sat up, and looked at the time again, it was just after six o'clock.
"You got up so early."
"Well, thanks to my drunkenness, I slept very deeply last night. I woke up at five o'clock in the morning."
Song Qianqiu held the towel with one hand, reached over with the other hand, and touched the back of his neck.
"My hair is so long..."
Naruse struggled a little.
Song Qianqiu smiled, took the initiative to let go, and continued to wipe his hair.
"Let Naoko go back to the room and sleep."
“The room smells of alcohol.”
"No way. When I got up, I opened the door and window for ventilation. If Chunhai doesn't believe it, go in and smell it yourself."
Naruse stood up, looked at Shangzi, and then looked at her: "Why don't you take a nap? There's nothing to do today."
"Who said nothing will happen today."
Song Qianqiu looked at him, "Chunhai will go back tomorrow, let's have a picnic today."
"...Isn't there any problem with your condition?"
"What do you mean by 'this state'? Your mother is so energetic right now that she can go to the studio immediately to shoot a day's work."
Naruse pouted.
"Really going to have a picnic?"
"Well, you probably haven't prepared anything, so just use the morning to prepare and then go to the park in the afternoon." Matsu Qianqiu said.
Naruse nodded, then walked up to Naoko and gently picked her up.
"..."
After taking two steps, he looked down.
Shangzi closed his eyes and rubbed his chest, as if he was still dreaming.
After entering the room, he asked: "When did Shangzi wake up?"
"I'm not awake yet..."
"Then you can sleep a little longer."
She opened her eyes and said, "I'll get up at seven o'clock. Don't I have to prepare for the afternoon picnic?"
"Seven o'clock is too early. Let's wait until nine o'clock. I'm also going to lie down for a while."
"Okay."
Putting her on the bed, Naruse sniffed. There was still a faint smell of alcohol in the room.
"It's okay, there's no smell anymore." Shangzi said.
"Well, then Naoko, let's continue sleeping."
"good."
Back outside, Song Qianqiu smiled at him inexplicably.
"…What are you doing?"
"Nothing~" She handed over the towel and "help me back to the bathroom."
Naruse sent the towel back and returned to the living room. Matsu Chiaki patted the pillow next to him.
"Harumi, please sleep a little longer, it's still early."
"how about you?"
"I'm going to go online and enjoy the compliments my fans have for me."
"..."
Naruse returned to the sofa and lay down.
"Harumi~ Can I watch TV?"
"Then I won't be able to sleep."
Song Qianqiu didn't say anything.
After a while, he turned over again and faced inside.
"You see."
"Um?"
"television."
"Really..."
Song Qianqiu turned on the TV and turned down the sound.
"Can you still sleep after Harumi wakes up?"
"If I can't sleep, I might as well lie down a little longer." He closed his eyes and said, "I'm almost exhausted these days."
Song Qianqiu smiled silently, put down the TV remote control, and stroked his back.
"The TV is so quiet, can you hear it?"
"Aren't you worried about affecting Chunhai's sleep?"
Yawning, he turned over again and watched TV.
"Just make your voice louder, I want to see it too."
"Okay~"
Song Qianqiu picked up the remote control, raised the volume, and changed a few more programs.
"It's too early, and the morning drama hasn't even started yet... Ah, by the way, at the dinner party last night, someone said that Haesung could play the heroine of a morning drama if she debuts."
"Because it looks easier to deceive."
Song Qianqiu lowered his hand and pinched his son's head, "That's called innocence."
Naruse was lying on the sofa, shaking his head and unable to avoid it, so he had to divert her attention, "Let's watch "Good Morning Japan"."
"Hey, I was watching the news early in the morning..."
"Otherwise, there's nothing else to see."
"All right."
Turning over and smelling the faint smell of alcohol on the pillow, Shangzi realized that this was the smell left by Song Qianqiu last night.
And the moment she realized this, she also found herself awake.
"Well……"
After stretching a long stretch and looking at the bright room in front of him, Shangzi looked at the time again.
"Ah, I really slept until nine o'clock."
After lying there for a while, she got up and came outside.
"Aunt……"
Matsu Qianqiu smiled at her, raised a finger to his lips, and pointed the other finger at Naruse, who was sleeping soundly.
"Shh."
"Chunhai..."
"Falling asleep again."
Song Qianqiu stood up slowly and smiled at her again.
"Shangzi, come with me to the supermarket, and we'll prepare a picnic lunch."