After returning from the supermarket, Wen Ming put all the things he bought in the kitchen. The ones that should be put in the refrigerator are reserved for tonight’s cooking, as well as some canned food and seasonings.
Finally he folded the empty shopping bag away and glanced outside.
Jiang Rui circled the living room.
Since he came back, he has been wandering there irritably by himself. Like a trapped animal that can't sit still.
Wen Ming looked away. His people stood there for a while before rolling up their sleeves and starting to process the ingredients.
Today he also bought flour. Wen Ming thought that while there was still time, he could make more steamed buns in one go, so he wouldn't have to worry about tomorrow's breakfast.
He had just washed his hands and was pouring flour, with his back to the kitchen door, when he heard Jiang Rui's footsteps coming in behind him.
"Jiang Rui."
Wen Ming had flour on his hands, so he didn't have time to talk to him. Jiang Rui stood there for a while, and then Wen Ming heard three bang bang bang bangs, the sound of several cans being opened in succession.
Now he had to look back.
Jiang Rui actually opened the three cans he bought for different purposes in one go. When he turned around, Jiang Rui was putting down the last can he opened in his hand.
His dark gray pupils stared at Wen Ming.
"Thank you." Wen Ming could only blame himself for being careless, and spoke to him helplessly holding up his flour-stained hands: "I know you can help, but you don't need it now."
Because he was asked to help open the can last time, this person remembered it.
Maybe now he really needs to prove his usefulness.
A Jiang Rui with broad shoulders and long legs stood there, and the kitchen space was forced to look quite cramped.
Jiang Rui didn't seem to hear what he said, or was deliberately ignoring what he didn't want to hear now. He just stared at Wen Ming's eyes persistently.
He hasn't turned back into a wolf since he came back, and Wen Ming didn't urge him.
In the quiet kitchen, Wen Ming had no choice but to ask him again: "Huh?"
Jiang Rui didn't give up. He didn't see what he wanted in Wen Ming's eyes, and he didn't know that he was in a panic at this time, and he reverted to reaching out to touch Wen Ming's face.
Instead, it was Wen Ming, who stood in front of him calmly, without any intention of obstructing him. He just looked at Jiang Rui without saying a word.
So the closer Jiang Rui's hand got to him, the slower it moved, and finally the hand stopped as if it was blocked in mid-air by an invisible barbed wire.
He remembered that Wen Ming had already made it clear to himself.
"You finally understand, Jiang Rui." Wen Ming said: "This action should not be done to others casually."
He looked directly into Jiang Rui's eyes again, and affirmed and approved his behavior just now: "That's right."
I see.
That's what I didn't like.
Wen Ming watched Jiang Rui's face suddenly darken in front of him. The man stared at him for a few seconds, then turned around and left the kitchen.
This time he heard Jiang Rui violently throw one of his chairs outside.
Wen Ming was alone in the kitchen, telling himself not to be afraid, but to be patient.
He had expected this to happen, and was mentally prepared. It just took a lot of effort to regain my composure, lower my head and concentrate on kneading the dough in my hand.
After a while, Jiang Rui's people came back to the kitchen angrily.
Although Jiang Rui was in the stage of losing his temper horribly, the demon just stood at the kitchen door and looked at him without saying a word.
"Look, Jiang Rui."
Wen Ming broke the silence. He didn't look at Jiang Rui, but just showed him what he had in his hand.
Lying in Wen Ming's palm was a little wolf's head made out of dough.
His hands are very dexterous, and the things he kneaded with bare hands are delicate enough, not to mention that people think they bought them from a store. Animals such as wolves have also become cute and pleasing under his hands.
"besides."
Regardless of his silence, Wen Ming showed his other palm.
This time it is a white, fat and round little rabbit, with two small ears made especially vivid. Because the rabbit is originally a ball, you can squeeze out a whole one and let it nest in the palm of your hand.
Jiang Rui looked at his hand uncertainly.
In fact, things are not true to him and there is nothing he can do.
According to Jiang Rui's style, people are randomly packed and tied to a place where they can never escape. The fact is that Wen Ming has no room to resist if he wants to.
However, he also knows that Teacher Little Strawberry is such a patient person.
For those who are good at endurance, pain seems to be the least worth mentioning. After all, they are good at accepting the harm from the outside world.
But some people are already unwilling to make him suffer any more.
It was Jiang Rui who was standing in front of him now, a disarmed Jiang Rui.
Jiang Rui recalled inopportunely, maybe even his own people can stay in this house now because Wen Ming is enduring.
Is there any other way? …
Wen Ming saw that Jiang Rui had been staring at the rabbit dough motionless, so he motioned for him to stretch out his hand, and transferred the soft and harmless dough rabbit to his hand.
This rabbit is so soft that it seems that any movement can hurt it. The dough still had Wen Ming's body temperature, and Jiang Rui's palm was stained white by the flour.
He has always been so gentle. Jiang Rui looked up at him again.
Seeing every look of this person, from his brows to his nose, everything is still exactly the same as before, so it uniquely fits his heart.
He couldn't look at this face anymore, and it hurt fucking badly once.
Only this thing is impossible.
He is so good.
He doesn't like you.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Ming watched the big man in front of him finally move.
Jiang Rui turned and walked out of the kitchen without making a sound.
It's like a traveler who has trekked in the ice and snow for a long time and finally sees the only light in the distance. Even though he is so bright, he can't keep you warm.
Obviously he is so bright.
While Wen Ming watched him go, he guessed and turned around, and then made his steamed buns inside, while paying attention to the movement outside.
This was something that had to happen sooner or later, and it would be good for him to make it clear to Jiang Rui earlier.
Wen Ming didn't feel well either.
But he can't procrastinate, the more he procrastinates, the more he will harm Jiang Rui.
This time the silence lasted a little longer, and when there was finally movement again, there was a sound of closing the door.
When Wen Ming walked out of the kitchen, Jiang Rui's people had already left. It was empty outside, and there was no one there.
All that was left was a lone dough bunny on the living room table.
…
Big Bear wanted to speak but stopped, stopped talking but wanted to. He said, "Jiang Rui."
I don't know what happened to Jiang Rui today, the two of them have been around the billiard hall, Internet cafe, bar, basketball court, and wherever they can. However, he still couldn't satisfy the elder brother.
Today's Jiang Rui seems to be particularly difficult to serve.
Da Xiong glanced at Jiang Rui beside him again.
Be strict, it is very, very difficult to serve.
Jiang Rui said very little today. Da Xiong Leng can't tell anything from him alone. The usual Jiang Rui is often bored, as if nothing can enter his eyes.
But it was the first time he saw Jiang Rui bored like this today. it's just...
A pool of stagnant water.
"By the way, if you're really bored, run to the mountains." Big Bear tried his best to liven up the atmosphere, and said, "Brother Big E and the others are all here."
Jiang Rui didn't respond. Big Bear had no choice but to ask the old man again: "Running Mountain, do you want to go?"
I saw Jiang Rui raised his head and finished drinking the water in his hand, and crushed the empty soda can with one hand.
"... let's go." Jiang Rui was finally willing to speak.
Big Bear heaved a sigh of relief.
Wen Ming, who was alone at home, waited until it was past dinner time.
Although he knew in his heart that he probably didn't have to cook Jiang Rui's share of rice today, but Wen Ming couldn't help but put the rice for the two of them when he stood in front of the rice cooker.
Without the huge guy dangling in front of his eyes, his small home suddenly felt much more empty.
Wen Ming sat alone at the dining table where the dishes were set, and started the meal by himself.
Having to eat this table of dishes destined to be endless, Wen Ming muttered to Jiang Rui while moving his chopsticks: "Fool."
Before, he really believed that there was some obedient password in the world. In the end, this kind of... this kind of thing, even if he knows what's going on, it won't work in the future.
Using that method to make Jiang Rui obedient, Wen Ming felt like he was deceiving his feelings every time he said it.
Besides, why would anyone care so much about him
Wen Ming didn't eat two bites, he put down the bowl and chopsticks, and read it again in a low voice to a table of dishes.
"Fool."
It's cold at night. On the open field, there are the sound of locomotives yelling at each other one after another, and above the head is a high-power floodlight that is as bright as day. This is an arena where teams are resident, and the helmets of the drivers are reflective and very eye-catching.
At the foot of the mountain, a very suitable Fujiwara tofu shop opened. It doesn't really sell tofu, it's just a base camp.
Da Xiong and Jiang Rui like to come here for a walk when they have nothing to do. But there are so many drivers here, they can only be considered amateurs here.
Especially Brother Big E, this guy has also played and rolled in the professional arena before, and he is a senior of mountain running here.
Big Bear was sitting at the door of the tofu shop, and when he saw Big E walking towards him, he called him.
The elder brother agreed, stood beside him and lit a cigarette with a windproof lighter, and asked casually, "Do you want to run around too?"
Big Bear shook his head, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, "No, I'm full tonight, so I can't run."
Big E's eyes fell not far away, and Jiang Rui was on the figure of the hot car.
"What stimulated him?" He pointed to Jiang Rui not far away with his chin.
Big Bear was puzzled: "Stimulated? No way. He's just so bored today."
Brother Big E was smoking a cigarette, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Oh, then this kid is here to do lap time today."
"What's going on?" Big Bear asked in confusion.
"No," Brother Big E looked at the starting line in the distance, with a smile on his eyes: "I see him looking broken in love."
Hearing what he said, Da Xiong was so frightened that he couldn't agree with him. Jiang Rui is not a lovelorn, only widowed.
Big E: "But this kid finally has a lot of energy tonight, so he looks a bit like racing."
Motorcycle racing is also known as the flying death race close to the ground. In the layman's population, "Hua Tuo shook his head when he saw it, and the king of Hades said it was awesome."
This is a desperate game that loses four drivers per kilometer on average. A typical person is flying in front and the soul is chasing behind. Even if there are photographers, they can only lie on the ground far away or hide in the bushes to shoot, and they cannot get close at all.
Standing on the sidelines to watch the battle, listening to the sound of a long neighing engine from far to near, at that moment, I could only clearly feel the soul climax of adrenaline being instantly lifted from the soles of the feet to the level of the top of the head.
Hearing Jiang Rui's sound of twisting the accelerator, he said with satisfaction: "Yo. It's so exciting when I first came up."
"People say that one spin is horizontal, two spins are twisted, and three spins are fatal to fight."
"Jiang Rui is a living example. I saw that this kid has potential before. It would be a pity for a person like him not to run a racing car."
Daxiong only looked at Jiang Rui's cool racing suit, which made him look taller and longer, and nodded jealously.
But for some reason, his heart was still getting more and more uncertain. Before the start of the race, Big Bear shouted at Jiang Rui on the starting line: "Brother! Safety first! Teacher Xiao Wen is still waiting for you!"
It's fine if he doesn't say that. The sound of Jiang Rui's motorcycle boomed even more desperately.
The sound of engines scrambling near the starting line was adrenaline-fueled.
How fast is the real speed of motorcycle races? When the contestants are running on the track, the naked eyes of the audience can only capture an afterimage with their best efforts. , After the contestants drive by at a high speed, they can bring a gust of wind behind the car for as long as ten seconds.
Such supreme pleasure is terrifying, and the audience who stay in place can only experience the extreme emptiness after the extreme climax for a long time.
That's why there will be batch after batch of locomotive yin gentlemen.
With the waving of the checkerboard flag, the fierce competition began amid bursts of cheers.
There is no traffic police and no monitoring here. People waiting at the starting point after the car drives out of the straight road ahead will not be able to see the follow-up game screen, and can only rely on human flesh to broadcast.
Big Bear only heard Brother Big E next to him ask the intercom: "What's going on in front?"
Intermittent human voices are mixed with the sound of electricity, and no useful information can be heard clearly. All that can be judged is that there is a mess on the opposite side. Until a sentence came out of the machine:
"...waving the red flag!"
The red flag is the signal flag for the medical team to enter the field after an accident.
In this kind of competition, the first time after an accident is to pray for a fracture, because a fracture is considered the lightest injury. Big Bear's heart sank inexplicably.
"Definitely crashed!"
"The No. 10 high-speed corner was seriously highside (high throw), Jiang Rui gave the throttle to the end, and he entered the corner too aggressively!"
Big Bear shivered at that moment.
The intercom is still intermittently sending out voices: "... people have been sent to drive there!"
His big brother E looked at each other, and tasted real fear for the first time in his life. The two of them set off immediately without delay.
"What's going on?! Why did you fall??" Brother Big E asked loudly through the walkie-talkie.
Another voice was reporting: "...Jiang Rui's speed exceeded 200, and he turned over in the air before falling. The car and the man were completely separated, and sparks were sparked between the man and the ground... It's serious!... "
There was another noise. The air is completely heavy.
The walkie-talkie is still broadcasting in real time: "I didn't fall down the mountain, I fell on the buffer belt. No, I can't stand up... Wait, he sat up by himself!"
"Looks like the collarbone is broken! Look at the ribs... Hey! Don't let him move now!..."
I couldn't hear clearly from the back, and the sound of piercing electric current made people extremely upset.
When Big Bear and the others arrived at the accident site by car, they saw a group of people surrounding the crash site, surrounded by car parts scattered all over the place.
High falls are much more dangerous than low falls. At least Jiang Rui's car now looks scrapped. Just looking at the fragments on the ground, Big Bear grinned in pain for Jiang Rui on the spot.
Big E asked them: "Where is Jiang Ruiren?"
The members of the medical team looked at each other in blank dismay.
Someone faltered and said, "He left by himself."
It is unheard of for someone to lose his temper and walk away after a crash.
"You let him go?!?!" Big Bear yelled directly.
"No, he was so fierce when he woke up that no one dared to stop him..."
"This kid can still walk?" Big E frowned, and grabbed the big bear that was spinning around: "Stop shaking, let's catch up with the car quickly. He can't run very far."
Big Bear wrinkled his face: "He's never been so aggressive before..."
Big E was driving the car, while analyzing the scene of the accident just now: "This kid is very aggressive today, the gears exploded, and he was seriously overspeeding. The front brake caused the front wheel to lock up... What's wrong, turn around and ask if this kid is real. Planning to prepare for Saiman Island, really desperate?"
Daxiong sat in the co-pilot with lingering fear for a while.
Sure enough, as Big E said, they found Jiang Rui who was limping along the side of the road not long after they drove out.
His racing suit didn't even need to be seen to be in tatters. I don't know if there is a bone fracture. Injuries after a high-speed crash are usually very scary. You can see that Jiang Rui can't walk well now.
The appearance of Jiang Rui, who always has his eyes above the top, walking alone on the road in the middle of the night is extremely embarrassing.
Big E didn't drive up immediately, but just rolled down the window, slowed down and followed behind.
According to those who were present at the time, Jiang Rui was still conscious after the crash. He lay on the ground for a while in a daze, and then got up staggeringly with his body supported.
The first time he regained consciousness, he didn't check the car or seek a doctor. He just staggered up and left.
Looking at Jiang Rui, who was alone and limping along the side of the road, Daxiong could somehow imagine the scene after he crashed his car.
He also lost his voice for a while, and Jiang Rui's back reminded him of four words.
driven to distraction.
Before today, he never thought that Jiang Rui would still be associated with such words.
Big Bear stared blankly for a while, he was so angry that he squeezed the empty milk tea cup in his hand. What happened to this man today? !
He came back to his senses, stuck his head out of the car window and shouted, "Jiang Rui! Get in the car! Go to the hospital!"
As expected, the person in front of him who was having trouble even walking seemed to be deaf, and turned a deaf ear to his words.
He just dragged that body stubbornly to move forward.
Big Bear then understood that it was useless for him to force him into the car now. Jiang Rui, who is now injured, is so stubborn that nine cows can't be pulled back.
Driving out is the monitoring section, and Big E stopped the car on the side of the road. The two got out of the car and watched Jiang Rui go away.
He lit a cigarette in the vicissitudes of life, and gave Da Xiong, who was still about to chase him out, a staring look: "Alright. A real man, he always encounters this kind of time several times in his life."
"Big Brother E," Big Bear said quietly, "I'm still a kid, don't teach me badly."
…
Jiang Rui didn't know how he came back alone.
There should be more than one injury on his body, but if he can still move, it means that he won't be able to die for a while.
My mind was also chaotic, but it was crazy, and there was only one thought left, but I was sober.
On the way back, he saw that the street lights had become double shadows, the road under his feet was twisted into a ball, and he felt like stepping on the mud with every step. In the end, he couldn't walk anymore, and found Wen Ming's house after falling and taking him away along the way.
The few passers-by who saw his appearance on the road probably thought that this man was quite drunk.
It was late at night, and the whole building was pitch black. Wen Ming should have fallen asleep at this point, the lights were turned off at home, and the whole room was pitch black.
Jiang Rui couldn't control his hands when he opened the lock, and made some noise. There he stood against the wall, waiting alone in the dark for a while. It wasn't until he felt in a trance that the movement had passed away that he stretched out a hand inflexibly to reopen the door.
After entering the door, he finally arrived at Wen Ming's room that he had been talking about all the way.
The door lock of this door was broken by him long ago. There was a buzzing sound in Jiang Rui's ears all the time, but it seemed that the sound just now should not be loud, and it didn't disturb the sleeping people in the room.
Jiang Rui carried the coolness brought back from the outside, he did nothing, stood there like a sculpture and watched Wen Ming for a long time.
He stumbled and ran back, and when he got there, he didn't know what he wanted to do. He just stood in the dark like a fool and watched the sleeping person for a long time.
After reading it, another person withdrew.
He walked out of the living room, as if he had just regained the feeling of his legs at this time, all the soreness and pain surged up in an instant. He had to hold on to the wall, and his heavy body bent lower and lower uncontrollably.
Finally he just sat down on the spot.
In Wen Ming's late-night living room, the surroundings were silent, and the floor was a little cold.
Jiang Rui wanted to call himself an idiot. He didn't know how long he sat there alone. Until the headlights in the living room suddenly turned on.
Wen Ming's man stood in front of the switch in his pajamas, looking at Jiang Rui's current situation, his eyebrows were already furrowed into a ball.
"How did this happen? You went out to fight again?"
God, this injury... How did you fight to get your clothes torn like this? On his elbows and knees, the large scorched wear marks are shocking.
"What kind of clothes are you wearing..." Wen Ming knelt in front of him, and he was terrified by him at that moment.
He couldn't care so much right now, he just helped Jiang Rui take off his thick leather coat in a panic, and went to check the injuries on his body.
Jiang Rui just watched him busy with his eyes open, and he just grabbed Wen Ming's hand.
Wen Ming's eyes were sore with worry. He was actually a little angry with Jiang Rui. Why did he run out to fight again in the middle of the night, and why did he get hurt like this
When Jiang Rui, who was leaning against the wall, spoke to him, his voice was more than a little bit softer than usual.
"Is it okay to say this sentence?"
"I miss you today too."
Wen Ming also stopped cleaning up.
He looked at Jiang Rui who had never been so embarrassed before him, his lips moved, but he couldn't speak.
Jiang Rui said: "I don't want you to answer. It's just what I want to say."
So fucking uncomfortable.
And uncomfortable, but also like him.
Wen Ming's eyes were sore. He wanted to beat Jiang Rui hard, and at the same time wanted to hug him like this. Wen Ming sniffed, lowered his head and speeded up the cleaning in his hands.