He Jiang: "How do you know I'm here? Did you put a tracker in my car?"
Shang Jing blinked his eyelids. This excuse is really good, but unfortunately it can't be used. He said: "I was passing by and saw your car go in. I was curious to follow up and see what's wrong? Is it the law that I can't come here?"
He Jiang suddenly remembered what Xiao Bei said, that Shang Jing had seen a piano before, and that piano shop was not far across. After graduating from the Music Department of Shangjing, it is normal to want to buy a musical instrument after returning to China to find a job.
But it's not normal to follow him when you see him.
Does Shangjing know what these actions mean? Still want to play the "I can date you but I don't like you" thing
It's not uncommon for him to experience love once.
He Jiang didn't want to guess anymore, he admitted that he was a little annoyed by Shang Jing's little tricks, and asked openly, "Shang Jing, do you like me?"
"Ah?" Shang Jing was caught off guard by the question, his mouth was slightly open and he couldn't close it.
He used to like He Jiang so much that he had no self-esteem, but now he has realized it and stopped licking it, and the liking is lost along with the memory. Although the dog-licking attribute occasionally causes trouble, it is reborn as a whole and reborn.
Shang Jing pursed his lips, shouldn't he say he likes it without hesitation at this time
But the hospital is such a sacred place, Shang Jing always suspected that if he lied, he would become a licking dog.
"I… "
He Jiang smiled self-deprecatingly, do you still need to wait for Shang Jing's answer? This reaction was the same as three years ago.
He Jiang changed the subject: "Do you want to buy a piano?"
Shang Jing got off the donkey along the slope: "Think about it, do you want to buy one for me?"
After he went back that day, he regretted a little. He should have bought a piano and practiced at home first, and he would not practice his hands for three days. This was his means of earning a living after divorce.
But for some reason, with his assistant Xiao Bei, Shang Jing was always embarrassed to ask him to reimburse him, which was weird. But when He Jiang asked him if he wanted a piano, he really wanted it.
Obviously it's all He Jiang's money
Shang Jing thought for a while, and found the reason in a flash of inspiration. The assistant paid the bill as if he was being taken care of, and He Jiang asked in person, it was like sending his wife away! It turns out that his ideological realm has improved again.
He Jiang chuckled lightly and said, "Why send you off?"
Without hesitation, Shang Jing said, "Why didn't you buy it? Because I was distracted just now? Of course I like you..."
Shang Jing paused, and suddenly realized the seriousness. A machismo like He Jiang would definitely not allow a virtuous wife to have her own ideas, so he added, "Husband."
He Jiang clenched her fingers: "You can say anything now."
Now it's for a piano, and in the past it was for some inexplicable reasons that he was too embarrassed to mention again, to curry favor with him from time to time.
He had been fooled before, and he was almost fooled a second time.
Yang Yue asked him why he broke up. The reason was so ridiculous that He Jiang couldn't tell, and he didn't want to break up again in the future.
There are only two Band-Aids left on Shang Jing's head, as if the calendar has turned to the last day, revealing the yellowed bottom page, turning it over again to get rid of the old and welcome the new.
He Jiang glanced at the band-aid from the corner of her eye, and asked ruthlessly, "When will you move out?"
Shang Jing was completely stunned, and suddenly remembered that the first time they met after amnesia was also in the hospital, and he shamelessly followed He Jiang home.
Now half a month has passed, in the hospital surrounded by white walls and filled with the smell of disinfectant, He Jiang finally wanted to leave him behind.
He looked down at the clean floor, a little at a loss, he hadn't collected a lot of secret marriage information, he didn't know the media that could expose it, and he didn't make enough money to rent a house...
My brain hasn't healed yet, and I don't know where to go.
When asked bluntly when he was going to move, even though the other person was a nasty scumbag, Shang Jing still felt embarrassed, and he no longer had the energy to control the world, so he could only say with a choked breath, "No move."
He Jiang heard a nasal sound, looked down and saw two heavy drops of water on the ground, like a frost ravaging his heart, his eyes turned red like a sting.
He has never made Shang Jing cry, nor seen him cry, He Jiang was defeated in a second. He shouldn't have said this, Shang Jing has always cared about "family".
Seeing that Shang Jing was crying and couldn't swallow what he just said, He Jiang had no choice but to curse herself "deserving to be eaten to death", and said forcefully: "If you don't move, don't move, why cry."
He reached out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Shang Jing's eyes, his fingertips seemed to be scalded by the wax that had just spilled from a candle, and his tone softened again: "Go home."
His film roles were almost finished, and the director had strict requirements on acting skills, but He Jiang performed perfectly every time. Zhang Yaoyao, who participated in the film for the first time, did not have enough acting skills. In the next period of time, the director personally tortured her, and He Jiang was happy to have a vacation.
Before meeting Shang Jing in the hospital, the brain has already made the decision to push away all unimportant itineraries.
He has a vacation next.
Shang Jing was angry and ashamed, and didn't speak to He Jiang all the way.
He is so useless, the brave man has already charged into battle with He Jiang, and made headlines for three days and three nights. At that time, He Jiang cried and begged him not to talk nonsense in front of the media.
Useless semen will only be cried by the scumbag man, like a homeless stray dog crying silently in the hospital.
When I got home, I didn't smell the food. Shang Jing hid, ran, and cried. He was already hungry.
He couldn't hold back anymore and asked, "Auntie didn't come today?"
He Jiang threw the car keys at the porch: "Not only today, but I won't be here in the future."
Shang Jing was more sad than losing the piano. Aunt Huang was too important to him. He chased He Jiang and asked, "Why? Aunt Huang is a very nice person and cooks delicious food. Did she think it was too hard? Or You didn't get paid?"
He Jiang closed the door, changed her shoes and said, "Shang Jing, don't forget what I said before I left."
Shang Jing was at a loss: "What are you talking about?"
"..."
He Jiang tugged at his earlobe, "Don't you listen to my words? I asked you to learn how to cook from Aunt Huang, have you learned?"
Shang Jing: "..." Didn't learn.
After He Jiang changed her home shoes, she took a pair and placed them next to Shang Jing's toes, urging him to change them on. Then she poured two glasses of water, pulled Shang Jing to sit down on the sofa, and seemed to have an in-depth conversation.
Shang Jing looked at him with a frown. Could it be that he wanted to talk about divorce? Can't get rid of him in the hospital so you want a divorce
That's right, he wanted to leave a long time ago.
He Jiang crossed her fingers on her thigh, and said solemnly: "I thought about it just now, and I think it is necessary to redefine a clear and simple relationship between us, covering the past, which is good for us."
Shang Jing's eyes widened slightly. He really wanted to file for a divorce. He was a little nervous. Generally speaking, the party who initiates the divorce will make concessions and strive for a smooth divorce.
How much property and cash will He Jiang give him? Or did they really have a prenuptial agreement
Shang Jing kept a stern face, trying hard to look like he was unwilling to strive for more benefits. He stared at He Jiang without blinking, always feeling that the other party didn't look like he would give him a lot of money...
He Jiang: "Starting today, we are a simple landlord-tenant relationship. You cook, wash the floor and water the flowers to pay the rent. You have free time and you can find another job. You can live as long as you want. As long as you exchange labor, we will I won't chase you away."
He Jiang thought about it all the way, and felt that it was still appropriate. He would not think too much about his ex-boyfriend, and the business scene was not embarrassing. The important thing is that Shang Jing will not be sad because of being dependent on others, and rent a house on his own ability, so he can live more at ease.
He doesn't have to give Shang Jing the care of a tenant, and Shang Jing doesn't have to hold back his nausea and call him husband.
Business scene: "..."
Not a divorce
The dog man really has you, and he calculates the rent with his wife. Can't this fucking be a wedding room
You say that redefining is just defining, when the marriage law is useless
I don't understand the law at all! Maybe he is still evading taxes, and it may be more effective to go to his studio to catch the handle another day.
Legally blind! Legally blind! !
Shang Jing held back a desire to complain, but was suppressed by the fact that He Jiang asked him to move out in the hospital.
Can't attack yet, He Jiang hasn't thought of formally filing for divorce yet, he is still too weak for Shang He Jiang...
Endure the calm for a while, take a step back and have a lot of money.
The revolution has not yet succeeded, and we must continue to hide our strengths and bide our time.
Shang Jing lowered his eyelashes and said aggrievedly, "Yes."
He Jiang hardened her heart and didn't follow him: "Then let's make lunch."
Shang Jing walked into the kitchen like a wandering soul, looking at the pile of ingredients in the refrigerator and having no idea what to do.
"Click... click..."
Something was scratching the wall of the refrigerator, scurrying around, making one's scalp tingle.
"He Jiang! He Jiang!" Shang Jing was startled, jumped up, ran to the study and knocked on the door, "There are mice in the refrigerator!"
"Why are there mice? Is it unplugged?"
He Jiang was dragged out by Shang Jing, and saw something moving in the drawer of the refrigerator freezer, he remembered Aunt Huang's instructions, understood, went up and pulled out the drawer, and put it on the ground: "Hairy crabs."
Shang Jing stared at the vigorous hairy crab and swallowed.
He Jiang: "Are there any questions?"
Shang Jing and Hairy Crab stared wide-eyed, "No... no more."
There are many problems, he can't cook. But if he admits it in front of He Jiang, he will definitely be accused again.
He Jiang said: "I want to have a video conference with the studio for about an hour, don't knock on the door if you have nothing to do."
Shang Jing: "Okay."
This would be the best, he can secretly use his mobile phone to check the cooking method.
He Jiang: "Steam hairy crabs immediately, if they are dead, they cannot be eaten."
Shang Jing: "Okay."
After He Jiang entered the study, Shang Jing squatted down and looked at the crab for a while, feeling that he had no way to start, and he would be bitten no matter how he grabbed it.
And... How could he have the heart to let this one be alive and kicking.
Shang Jing simply pushed the crab drawer aside and started doing something else.
He took out ingredients such as foie gras, beef, sirloin, celery, and green peppers, and searched the Internet for combinations of these things, intending to choose the simplest one.
Green pepper beef? Potato brisket? …
Even Shang Jing found it a bit difficult, when suddenly, he saw a sentence in a food video that brightened his life.
High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods. 1
Shang Jing picked up the foie gras and beef and took a look, the box said that it was shipped by air from a certain place.
Advanced? Too advanced!
What recipes are you looking at, just get started!
Shang Jing turned on the induction cooker, added water to the pot and boiled it until it boiled, then threw the top foie gras and beef and mutton into it to cook.
Ten minutes later, the color of the clear water changed slightly, and the froth was churning. Shang Jing added a spoonful of salt.
If it wasn't enough, I added another spoonful.
There were all kinds of bottles and cans in the cabinet, cooking wine, light soy sauce, old soy sauce, chicken essence, oil-intensive sesame oil... Shang Jing stretched out his hand and tapped each bottle a few times, then decisively withdrew his hand.
After all, every recipe has an appropriate amount of seasoning, and he doesn't know what an appropriate amount is.
It's a joke, what kind of seasoning is needed for the top ingredients will only cover up its own deliciousness.
In a way of getting back to basics, Shang Jing made clear water beef, clear water foie gras, clear water beef brisket...without changing the water in between.
The water is salty, and the nutrition of the beef and foie gras has diffused into the water, so it would be a waste to replace it.
In the end, he thought the color was not good enough, so he blanched a handful of fresh spinach and peppercorns for decoration.
It's so much fun to cook.
The little master took off his apron and put the dishes on the table one by one.
Shang Jing felt that he was a bit artistic, the spinach gave him a green peony, and the foie gras looked ten times better.
After it was done, He Jiang just came out of the study. He was wearing slippers at home, which was different from the aloof look he had during the video conference.
Thinking that Shang Jing was cooking for herself, He Jiang even became happier.
He Jiang's psychological expectations were raised a bit without making any noise about the fried kitchen. When he saw the six dishes, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, so capable
It was one o'clock in the afternoon, and He Jiang was also hungry, so she couldn't help looking forward to it.
Shang Jing was very proud of cooking for the first time, and even took the initiative to give He Jiang chopsticks.
Eat quickly, and don't give me some pocket money after eating
He Jiang's slender and beautiful fingers pinched the chopsticks, preparing to pick up a piece of foie gras.
He took a closer look and found that the foie gras was complete.
"No cut?"
"Oh! See what I forgot?!" Shang Jing quickly went to the cupboard to take out a pair of knives and forks, "Today is a Western-style meal."
He Jiang was noncommittal, cut a piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it.
Three seconds later, his face changed slightly, and his eyes began to automatically look for the trash can.
It is old and weak, and there is a mixed smell that challenges the taste buds.
Shang Jing watched He Jiang spit out the beef-flavored foie gras, and felt insulted: "Respect me, please?"
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He Jiang unscrewed a bottle of mineral water: "I tried to respect for three seconds."
Shang Jing's eyes were angry, "Don't be picky, why can't you eat it, aren't they all good things? Waste food! Give me a taste of this!"
He Jiang tasted whole beef and brisket for the first time... Finally, she closed her eyes and commented: "Dogs don't even eat it."