Shen Luoyu came to see me and gave me a lot of things. When cleaning up the refrigerator to make room, he found a few cans of beer.
"Are you drinking beer now?" She picked up a can to check, "Don't you think beer is full of belly?"
It's not mine, it's Shang Muxiao's. But I can't say it clearly, I can only say in a panic, "It's used for cooking, beer duck."
Shen Luoyu became interested: "Wow, you can cook such high-end dishes now? When will you cook it for me."
"… Next time."
After packing up the refrigerator, she lay down comfortably on the sofa and was looking for a movie to watch when she found the crystal trophy on the CD rack opposite.
She held a finger on the remote control and asked, "When did you win the prize? What competition?"
I brewed the heat-clearing and detoxifying chrysanthemum tea she ordered and put it on the coffee table, and said without changing my face, "Last time I accompanied my friends to watch the motorcycle competition I bought."
"Which friend? Yang Haiyang?" Shen Luoyu keenly caught the point, "He has a girlfriend and still wants you to accompany him?"
"..." I really wanted to say that it was with him, but now being questioned by Shen Luoyu, it doesn't make sense.
If you tell a lie, you need to cover it up with a thousand lies. It's better to tell her directly.
"Actually, I'm in love." I simply didn't hide it, and confessed, "Beer is for the object, the trophy is for the object, and the telescope is also for the object."
Shen Luoyu turned to look at the telescope by the window: "Don't tell me I haven't found it yet..."
She paused for a while and looked back at me with her eyes wide open before she could react: "What did you say about you? Are you in love??"
She jumped up from the sofa, and her reaction was not like knowing that I was in love, but like knowing that she had won a million-dollar jackpot, her face full of disbelief, mixed with a little indescribable surprise.
"Don't talk to my aunt, and don't tell my parents. We haven't been dating for a long time, and it's not very stable. The other party... is younger than me, so I don't know if it will last for a long time."
She didn't seem to hear what I said at all, so she sat down again, pulled a pillow into her arms, looked at me and reminded me of my aunt.
Twelve years ago, when I woke up from a coma, my aunt rushed over with the same expression. He was clearly happy, but he looked like he was about to cry.
"That's great, Beibei." He didn't even say much.
Shen Luoyu hugged the pillow tightly, and said again with red eyes: "That's great."
I saw that she actually shed tears, so I quickly grabbed a tissue and handed it to her.
"I'm just talking about a relationship, and you're exaggerating too much."
She took off her glasses, wiped away her tears, and said in a heavy nasal voice: "My mother and I are so afraid that you won't be able to hold on one day, you don't care about anything, you don't like anything, you live like an ascetic, you don't live without A little bit of passion, a complete stagnation... We're really worried about you."
That's how she and her aunt see me.
"Okay." I patted her on the back lightly and reassured, "Don't cry, didn't I... come back to life?"
Shen Luoyu blew her nose, cried and laughed, threw the pillow aside and leaned over to hug me.
"Excellent, Beidou. You still have the ability to love, and your soul has not dried up."
Being able to fall in love turned out to be a blessing. I awkwardly hugged her back and couldn't help laughing.
If one day, she knows my sexual orientation, who I like, where my passion lies, and what kind of fire made me "reborn", I hope she can still be happy and fortunate for me.
Shang Muxiao's Xing Trang is too precious. Although I accepted it, I was very embarrassed to accept it, so I decided to give him the same gift.
But I really don't have much experience in giving gifts, and I don't know what young people in their early twenties like.
I looked at the time, and there were two minutes left before get out of class, and I started to assign homework.
"On the similarities and differences between Chinese and Western philosophical thoughts, it is no less than 3,000 words. In addition..." I controlled my wheelchair to the edge of the podium, and said with a solemn expression, "I would like to ask you to send me a list of gifts - the most A list of gifts that you want your lover to give you. There is no limit to the number, you can send it today."
The bell rang for the end of class, but the class was dead silent, and no one got up and left.
A student in the front row raised his hand cautiously and asked, "Is this also homework?"
"No." I turned around and closed the PPT, and said, "A good answer won't improve your final grades, but as a person, I will thank you very much. Thank you very much."
The next day, Yu Xixi gathered together and made a list of more than 100 gifts.
It is as small as a pen, as large as a suite, not to mention luxury goods, and even hope that the boyfriend can open his relationship to the media, and the boyfriend is specially marked next to a popular traffic, so that the human imagination can be used. to the extreme.
Looking at them one by one, and eliminating them one by one, the mouse finally stopped on the column numbered "97".
"Handmade jewelry..." can be designed and made by yourself, which is not conventional, but also shows your heart.
Looking good.
I searched for similar workshops on the Internet, and found that there is one near the school, and I took a turn when I got off work.
The owner is a young girl. After understanding my intention, he directly suggested that I make a pair of rings.
I don't want to deny this plan: "We... just dated for a while, and we haven't reached the point where we can exchange rings."
"Oh, oh, I see. What about bracelets and necklaces? Or earrings and earrings. You can design them on the spot, or we can design them and make them yourself. It's fine."
She led me to see their material library. There were small boxes in the cabinet, and each box contained a dazzling gem, opals, crystals, tourmalines, diamonds, everything.
"I recommend this diamond. Although it's only 30 points, it's really flashy. Girls will be very happy to receive it." The shopkeeper handed me the small box containing the diamonds and asked me to take a closer look.
As the box turns, the gems in it also burst into an amazing fire, which is really sparkling.
The star on the base of the trophy at home also has a diamond in the center. Why not use that style as an earring.
Once a decision is made, everything is quick. I ordered a diamond with the shopkeeper, made an appointment for the next visit, and then I went home.
As soon as he got home and had not changed his clothes, the news of Shang Muxiao came.
are you home yet
Just got home. Are you still used to egg yolks
Shang Muxiao's phone number called not long after I sent the message, and the first thing I said was a complaint.
"How could you ask the dog first?"
After the reconciliation that day, I don’t know why he got into a fight with the dog. He just asked for the egg yolk from me, saying that he would help me raise it, so that I don’t have to worry about it, and swore that I would take good care of it.
I have some doubts that he is afraid that I will have any connection with He Weizhou, so he must cut off all unfavorable factors in advance. But it's not good to ask him directly, for fear that he will become angry and make a fool of himself.
"That's someone's dog, can I not care?" It was funny, I took out the quick-heat rice bowl from the refrigerator while I was on the phone, tore the package and threw it into the microwave.
His avatar heard the voice and asked, "What do you have for dinner?"
I glanced at the words on the package: "Braised Beef Donburi with Rice."
"It doesn't sound delicious."
"A person, as long as he can fill his stomach."
"I'll give you some takeout, don't eat rice bowls."
"Don't bother..."
Before I could finish speaking, Shang Muxiao hung up the phone, and then dialed again, all busy.
The microwave made a "ding" sound and it was hot.
I took out the donburi and looked at the dark brown paste on top, and I had to admit that it looked really bad, and it was very unappetizing.
I fiddled with the rice bowl, took two casual bites, and put it aside.
About half an hour later, Shang Muxiao sent a message asking me to wait a little longer. The takeaway was a little far away, but it was already on its way.
I have those two mouthfuls of rice to bear, but I'm not too hungry.
After another half an hour, the doorbell rang, and I guess it was Shang Muxiao's takeaway finally arrived and went to open the door.
"Your takeout has arrived, please accept it." A large bag landed in my arms from the sky. Behind the bag was the handsome face of Shang Muxiao.
Surprise, more of a surprise.
"Why are you here?" This week, he has been busy with his schoolwork, and finally he looks like a college student. He is immersed in the ocean of homework every day. Even meeting me has to catch up with the gap between classes, and even when there is no one in my office. when. There's a very flirtatious atmosphere.
"I'm tired of reading, I just want to see you." He touched my face, his hands were cold.
I turned on the heating in the living room, and went to the table to remove the bag. There were three lunch boxes in total—one box of vegetables, one box of roasted meat, and one box of white rice.
Shang Muxiao came over, sat down at the table, and introduced me: "This store is an authentic and time-honored brand, and the taste is very good. My sister and I have always liked his roast goose, you can try it and see if it is delicious. , it's delicious, I'll take you to the store to eat next time."
Breaking apart the disposable chopsticks, I took a piece of roast goose and put it in my mouth. The taste is moderately salty, the meat is delicious and elastic, not too chewy or too soft, and with a little plum sauce, it is appetizing and delicious.
I was a little hungry while I was waiting for his takeaway, and I ate it extra fast and delicious.
Shang Muxiao propped his chin and sat aside to watch me eat.
"Is it tasty?"
I was a little embarrassed by him, swallowed the rice, and said "um" in a low voice.
"I want to eat, too."
I brought a piece of roast goose to his lips, but he avoided it.
"It's not this." His eyes moved down slowly and landed on my lips, "I want to eat you."
I almost shook the roast goose.
After clearing my throat, I didn't follow him blindly, I still had my own principles.
"Wait until I finish eating."
He frowned: "But I don't want to wait."
I ignore him.
"Teacher..." He dragged the chair over and squeezed beside me, his face very close, his breath all blowing into my ears.
In this way, I can still eat, and I will not die rationally.
Putting down my chopsticks, I reached for the tissue.
"Anyway, let me wipe it..." Before he could finish the last word, Shang Muxiao grabbed the front of my shirt and kissed it, licking his mouth full of oil.
After the kiss, he licked his lips and wiped it off for me with a tissue.
"Okay, I'm done charging." He kissed the corner of my lips again, got up and walked out, "Eat slowly, I'll go first, and I have to catch up with the paper at night."
The warmth on my face didn't disappear, I put down my chopsticks when I heard the words and sent him to the door.
He was about to leave, but he just looked back at me, then came over to hold my face and gave me a deep, passionate kiss.
No matter how much he dawdled, he wouldn't be able to finish his thesis tomorrow...
Even though I thought so, I never pushed him away.