Lin Chengbu woke up very early today. Except for the day he had to go to the store to make tofu, he usually couldn't wake up so early, but he didn't need to make tofu today, so he still woke up early in the morning.
When he opened his eyes, he immediately knew why he woke up so early... Yuan Wu slept soundly with a mess of hair on his head.
That's right, that's why his biological clock is out of whack.
Looking sideways at Yuan Wu, who was still asleep, it felt more comfortable than picking up a million dollars, even though the maximum denomination of the money he picked up was ten yuan.
Yuan Wu's hair covered half of his face. He carefully stretched out a finger to lift the drooping hair. Just as he touched it, Yuan Wu frowned and slapped him on the hand quickly. Then frowned and turned around.
When he turned over, he swept away the little quilt that was covering it.
"Hey," Lin Chengbu suddenly felt a chill on his back, and was pulled by the corners, "leave me some..."
Yuan Wu continued to sleep motionless.
"That's how you treat Heavenly Father?" Lin Chengbu turned his head and sneezed, then lightly poked Yuan Wu's back twice, "Hey, barbarian."
Yuan Wu scratched his back, rolled up the quilt and slept arrogantly.
Without the quilt cover, Lin Chengbu couldn't hold on for a few minutes, so he sat up reluctantly, grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on.
In fact, it's not impossible for him to pull the quilt over with all his strength. As far as Yuan Wu's tolerance for him now, he directly lifted the quilt, and Yuan Wu probably hurt him a few words.
But it was this that made him feel that something was wrong.
It stands to reason that their relationship is theoretically much more advanced than that of friends with guns, and it is normal to tolerate each other, but he always feels that Yuan Wu's "degree" is much greater than Yuan Wu's feelings for him.
This is why, he has always been a little fuzzy in his heart, one is that he doesn't want to think about it, the other is that he doesn't understand it, and the third is that he is afraid that something he can't accept will happen if he understands it.
Maybe, he was very courageous on the road of chasing after Yuan Wu, and regardless of it, he walked cautiously on the road of advancing his feelings, like an old lady with little feet walking on thin ice...
When Yuan Wu got up, he had already put the breakfast on the table.
"Why didn't you sleep more?" Yuan Wu looked at the omelette and corn juice on the table, "So rich in the early morning?"
"I'm not afraid... it will consume a lot of money." Lin Chengbu said.
"That's you," Yuan Wu entered the bathroom, "Blood is boiling."
Lin Chengbu felt embarrassed for a while, and Yuan Wu had already closed the bathroom door when he wanted to say something.
He had to sit down at the table, staring at the plates on the table.
Yep, that's also the wrong place.
Yuan Wu follows him too much, cooperates too much with him, and does not object to anything, not like Yuan Wu at all.
Maybe having feelings for someone is like that
Or... isn't that what you want
isn't it
Is it really so...
Yuan Wu is still Yuan Wu in front of others, but it happens to be in front of him, not like the Yuan Wu he knew.
"Hey..." He raised his head and looked at the ceiling.
Lin Chengbu, are you trembling a little, can't stand others being nice to you
When Yuan Wu returned to the 18th, his life basically returned to the previous state. If he did not consider Yuan Wu's unconditional cooperation with him, Lin Chengbu felt that Yuan Wu's current state was much better than before the neuropathy.
On the surface, it looks like he is still the same, he is very cold to everyone, and he refuses to be a thousand miles of virtue. He still gets impatient at every turn, but his whole person's mental outlook has changed a lot... The word mental outlook is used a little bit. Funny, but that's what happened.
The depression in Yuan Wu disappeared little by little.
Lin Chengbu sat in the special seat of the bar at Yuanwu, and looked at the bar with some emotion. It's good, isn't it, if you don't think about it more.
"Why do you drink drinks every day?" Jiang Chengyu put the bottle of wine in front of him and sat down beside him, "Drink this with me."
"I'll drive in a while." Lin Chengbu took a drink and took a sip.
"Hey—" Jiang Chengyu sighed in disgust and helplessly lengthening his voice, "Lin Chengbu, your growth trajectory really doesn't show that one day you will grow into such a serious person."
"Isn't my growth trajectory quite popular," Lin Chengbu glanced at him, "except that I didn't go to college."
"You guys who learn auto repair are so serious now?" Jiang Chengyu lit a cigarette.
"I don't know, I didn't do auto repairs after that." Lin Chengbu said.
"I know several unscrupulous cooks," Jiang Chengyu pointed at him with his cigarette in his hand, "Chang Yu is also a cook, you know?"
"Huh?" Lin Chengbu was stunned, "It doesn't look like it."
"You don't look like you," Jiang Chengyu stared at him and smiled, "I thought you were a model at first."
"The nonsense is so sincere." Lin Chengbu turned his head and continued to look at Yuan Wu behind the bar.
"Hey," Jiang Chengyu kicked him, "Are you and Xiao Wu quite stable now?"
"Why are you asking this?" Lin Chengbu said.
Jiang Chengyu's question suddenly made him a little unsure how to answer, stable? He seems to be quite stable, he will pick up Yuan Wu when he has time, and he will walk around the street like a date when he has nothing to do, watch a movie and have a meal, and Yuan Wu will also invite him to drink milk tea...
But if it was really stable, Lin Chengbu felt that he never felt steady in his heart, and there was always one piece he was carrying.
"Just ask and see if I still have a chance." Jiang Chengyu said with a smile.
"Didn't you target that dishonest cook?" Lin Chengbu glanced at him, "I haven't asked you yet, did you block him that day?"
"Don't mention it," Jiang Chengyu waved his hand, "one bastard."
"Isn't it blocked?" Lin Chengbu laughed, "Hey, Boss Jiang, do you have nothing to do with him? I think he still comes every day."
"Sooner or later clean him up." Jiang Chengyu took a sip of wine unhappily.
Lin Chengbu didn't speak, looked at him and smiled.
"Don't be mean to me," Jiang Chengyu put his legs on the table, "I'm much more handsome than him here, a phone line up by the bed, this kid's mouth is still crooked when he smiles... "
Lin Chengbu took his cup into his hand: "Then why didn't you call someone to line up?"
"Don't choke on me." Jiang Chengyu pointed at him.
Lin Chengbu took a sip of his drink and laughed for a long time.
Jiang Chengyu had never cared so much about anyone, even if he said he wanted to chase him before, that is, he had nothing to do with Chunzhi, but if he really ignored him, Jiang Chengyu would leave after eating.
He always felt that his relationship with Jiang Chengyu was more like a friend.
So... How does Jiang Chengyu feel about that common language? do you really like it
Lin Chengbu sighed. In the delicate state between him and Yuan Wu, he couldn't find anyone to say that he knew two or three dead gays around him, but none of them had ever been in a serious relationship.
There is not even anyone who can analyze it.
As usual, Yuan Wu turned around and entered the corridor after finishing his work, and Lin Cheng stepped up and followed.
Looking back at the hall, Chang Yu didn't know when he came, Jiang Chengyu was sitting opposite him, and the two of them seemed to be meeting with senior leaders, showing a solemn embarrassment.
Like someone, fall in love with someone, fall in love.
What kind of program is it, naturally, or is there some kind of common pattern
Lin Chengbu always felt that at least in front of Yuan Wu, he was a person who knew emotions and was very emotional, but Yuan Wu's inexplicable state led him a little way.
"Let's eat something," Yuan Wu rubbed his stomach while sitting on the passenger side, "Why are you so hungry today?"
"It must be easy to get hungry when it's cold," Lin Chengbu pointed out the car window, "You listen to this old north wind blowing... Are you going to have a barbecue?"
"Okay," Yuan Wu yawned, "Do you have time tomorrow?"
"I have time, what's wrong?" Lin Chengbu looked at him.
"Come with me to buy a water heater," Yuan Wu said. "It's been broken for a long time and I haven't bought it. I have to burn it now to use some hot water."
"Don't you all take a shower at my place?" Lin Chengbu started the car, feeling a little depressed suddenly.
For some reason, as soon as Yuan Wu said he wanted to change the water heater, he would have the feeling that Yuan Wu would stop going to his house at any time.
Although it would be unreasonable to say that Yuan Wu went to him just to take a shower, but he really couldn't grasp that erratic sense of security a lot of the time.
"I don't need any hot water at home anymore." Yuan Wu sighed.
"Well, okay," Lin Chengbu nodded, "I'll accompany you to buy it tomorrow."
There is a very good barbecue restaurant near Yuan Wu's house. Lin Chengbu parked the car downstairs of Yuan Wu's house, and after turning off the fire, he said, "Have a drink in a while, and I won't go back at night."
"Yeah." Yuan Wu replied and got out of the car.
Lin Chengbu froze in the car for a while before getting out, followed Yuan Wu, and entered the barbecue restaurant silently all the way.
There were actually quite a few people at this time, and the excitement filled his eyes as soon as he walked in, alleviating the depression that Lin Chengbu couldn't find a source for.
Yuan Wu chose four plates, including vegetables and meat.
"Have you finished eating?" Lin Chengbu couldn't help asking.
"After eating," Yuan Wu smiled, "you eat less, this may not be good for your stomach, see if you have a cup of hot milk."
"Oh." Lin Chengbu nodded.
Yuan Wu's words moved him for a while, and the depression in his heart was completely washed away.
Maybe it's because he thinks too much, maybe that's how Yuan Wu expresses his liking for a person.
own special tone.
own concern.
own good temper.
Isn't it nice
The waiter quickly brought over a large pile of barbecue that they both ordered, piled up like a hill.
"Have you put peppers?" Lin Chengbu stared at the meat, "Don't you like spicy food?"
"It's a little bit too much to put a little bit of pepper on the barbecue," Yuan Wu took a bunch of vegetables and put them on his plate, "You...be a vegetarian."
"I want to eat meat," Lin Chengbu took the chicken wings, "I want to add fat to keep out the cold in the cold weather."
"You have enough fat." Yuan Wu said.
"...Really?" Lin Chengbu looked at him hesitantly.
"Yes," Yuan Wu pointed at his waist, "I squeezed it yesterday, and it feels thicker than last month."
"Fuck me?" Lin Chengbu suddenly felt sad, "Isn't it? So obvious?"
"Well, other places are fine," Yuan Wu glanced at him, "Are you in a hurry?"
"Can't you be in a hurry!" Lin Chengbu squeezed his waist, "I've always felt that I'm in such a great shape that my nose bleeds at a glance."
"It's pretty good now, just a little bit thicker on the waist," Yuan Wu shook the tip of his little finger at him, "That's it."
"...I haven't been to the gym for a long time," Lin Chengbu sighed, thinking about it and looking at Yuan Wu again, "You haven't been running, have you? Why aren't you fat?"
"God loves me." Yuan Wu said.
"Bullshit." Lin Chengbu said.
Yuan Wu took a bite of beef: "Why do you say I didn't run?"
"You ran away?" Lin Chengbu was a little surprised.
"Well, I'm running around the community when I have nothing to do." Yuan Wu said.
"What time do I rely on?" Lin Chengbu glared at him.
"When I'm not at your house," Yuan Wu smiled, "I have nothing to do during the day."
"You are too embarrassed to run secretly behind my back..." Lin Chengbu squeezed his waist again, "I want to run too."
"Running boy." Yuan Wu said.
After Yuan Wu finished talking, Lin Chengbu was in no mood to eat meat, staring at the vegetables and eating a lot.
The table next to it is a young couple. The girl is as thin as bean sprouts, or mung bean sprouts. The boyfriend has been feeding her the meat, handed it to her mouth, and she took a small bite.
Then he coquettishly said that if he didn't eat, he would be fat and fat, and then his boyfriend said he was not fat or fat with meat, and I liked it even if he was fat.
"Hey," Lin Chengbu squinted at the other side, "there is only one of us in this world."
"Do you have an opinion?" Yuan Wu also glanced over there.
"I have no opinion," Lin Chengbu clicked his tongue, "When it comes to love, it's all two. The degree of two is different. This is a severe two."
"Oh." Yuan Wu smiled.
"Like the two of us..." Lin Chengbu stopped halfway through his speech, and after a long time he asked hesitantly, "Is this... is we dating?"
"Huh?" Yuan Wu seemed to be stunned, looking at him.
"What do you think," Lin Chengbu cleared his throat, "are we dating during this time?"
After asking this question, Lin Chengbu was so nervous that his back was covered in sweat.
But he could almost guess what Yuan Wu would say.
do not know.
"I don't know," Yuan Wu said, "I haven't talked about it yet."
"Don't you have to talk to find out?" Lin Chengbu was a little disappointed and a little less satisfied.
"Then do you know?" Yuan Wu looked at him, "What do you think?"
"In terms of form... that's it," Lin Chengbu sighed, and took out his cigarette to light it, "pick up to work, eat, go shopping, watch a movie and eat late night... go to bed."
Yuan Wu smiled and said nothing.
"But... in essence," Lin Chengbu leaned against the wall next to him, "Yuan Wu, do you like me?"
Yuan Wu put down the things in his hand, looked at him for a long time, glanced at the young couple at the adjacent table several times, and finally sighed: "The kind of person who wants to feed you, there really is no such thing."
"Fuck," Lin Chengbu was stunned for a while, and ran over with goosebumps, "I don't have that, I don't want to feed you at all."
Yuan Wu laughed.
"What about other favorites?" Lin Chengbu chased after seeing that Yuan Wu was in a good mood at the moment.
"Others?" Yuan Wu looked at him, then put another bunch of broccoli into his bowl, "should... yes, I like you a lot..."
"Okay!" Lin Chengbu quickly stretched out Erkang's hand, "Okay, that's it."
Yuan Wu's words were not finished.
But he didn't want to hear it, and didn't plan to guess.
Can't guess.
I don't even want Yuan Wu to say it.
Intuition tells him that it should not be what he wants to hear.
That's it, that's it.
Yuan Wu didn't know if he could see his emotions. After silently nibbling on a chicken wing, he took a sip of tea: "It's a love affair."
"Huh?" Lin Chengbu looked up at him.
"We, so," Yuan Wu said, "I think it should be."
Lin Chengbu opened his mouth, and the feeling at this moment made him a little confused. He didn't know whether it was excitement, moving, or the ecstasy of finally getting what he wanted, or pressing in the deepest part of his heart, even after hearing Yuan Wu's answer. The inconsistency has not been alleviated either.
After Yuan Wu finished speaking, he continued to eat barbecue calmly, as if he didn't care about Lin Chengbu's unexpressed reaction.
"There is milk tea." Lin Chengbu said after watching him eat two skewers of beef balls.
"Uncle bought it for you." Yuan Wu said without raising his head.
"I want ice." Lin Chengbu said.
"Okay," Yuan Wu got up and touched his head, "I'll go buy it."
Yuan Wu's hand swept through his hair with a soft touch, Lin Chengbu squinted his eyes: "Wow."
The cry was a bit loud, and the girl at the next table glanced over.
What to look at, burn you!
When Yuan Wu came back with two cups of milk tea, the phone in his pocket was ringing.
"Your number." Lin Chengbu said.
"Well," Yuan Wu put down the milk tea, took out his phone and glanced at it, "Chengyu?"
"What did he do to you this evening?" Lin Chengbu asked.
"I don't know, maybe he invited us to have a late night snack," Yuan Wu answered the phone, "What's the matter?"
"Tomorrow, let's go to Chunzhi to fight the autumn breeze!" Jiang Chengyu's voice came from the phone, half shouting, and Lin Chengbu could hear it, "Let Xiao Linzi get us some palace-level dishes!"
"Night?" Yuan Wu asked.
"Yes!" Jiang Chengyu's voice was still quite loud, "I brought two bottles of good wine!"
"Are you all right?" Yuan Wu said, "It sounds like you've lost your love?"
"I lost a fart love, where can I fall in love," Jiang Chengyu's voice finally returned to normal, "I was beaten."
After Yuan Wu hung up the phone, Lin Cheng walked over and said, "What's wrong?"
"He said he was beaten," Yuan Wu was a little dazed, "Who dares to beat him?"
"Changyu!" Lin Chengbu tapped his finger on the table, and then couldn't hold back his joy. "Fuck, it must be Changyu. I'll make a good table tomorrow, and I want to hear about his tragic history."
"Will you laugh?" Yuan Wu put a cup of milk tea in front of him, "Why do I think I want to laugh now?"
"I'm already laughing now." Lin Chengbu picked up the milk tea and enjoyed it with a straw in his mouth.
But when we met the next day, Lin Chengbu couldn't smile much.
Jiang Chengyu's beating was really hard.
A piece of gauze was pasted on the corner of the eye, and large scrapes could be seen where it was not covered. The corner of the mouth was also injured, red and slightly swollen.
"Would you like to eat something..." Lin Chengbu looked at his mouth, feeling that it was difficult to open it, "Liquid food?"
"Uncle Liu," Jiang Chengyu sat on the chair, gritted his teeth and controlled the degree of opening and closing his lips, "don't mess with me."
"I'll serve it now," Lin Chengbu said, "six dishes and one soup, I'll make another spare ribs and I'll be ready."
Jiang Chengyu waved his hand, still gritted his teeth: "Go quickly."
Lin Chengbu went back to the back kitchen, told the waiter to deliver the dishes he had prepared before, and then started to cook the ribs.
He had known Jiang Chengyu for such a long time, and it was the first time he had seen him so embarrassed. Even if he had some thoughts about Chang Yu and was beaten like this, it is estimated that Chang Yu would have nothing to do with it.
He quickly finished the ribs, took a leave of absence from the proprietress, and walked quickly to the box with the plate in hand.
The burning soul of gossip.
"Did you say I like him? Maybe I like him a little bit. I haven't seen the fucking world, and I haven't seen this type of him before..." Jiang Chengyu gritted his teeth and said vaguely, "It's really pretty. like."
"It's quite fresh," Yuan Wu said. "How do you define whether you like it or not? It's quite a quick change."
"Fuck, do you still use a definition," Jiang Chengyu said, "how do you define it, if you like Lin Chengbu, that's what you like, so how do you define it?"
Yuan Wu did not speak.
"Don't say you don't like it," Jiang Chengyu waited for a while to see that he didn't speak, "I really didn't ask you, Xiao Wu, how are you and Lin Chengbu now? Has it been done?"
Lin Chengbu stood outside the box door holding the ribs, his hand that was about to push the door stopped.
My heart beat a little faster, and my breathing wasn't very smooth.
He pricked up his ears, afraid that he would miss Yuan Wu's answer.