Although the father and son talked late, Han Yue still insisted on going back to Chu Ci's house to sleep that day. It was already midnight when he got home, a small orange light was on in the bedroom, Chu Ci was lying on his side, the quilt slipped off his shoulders, revealing a smooth back of his neck. His body undulates slowly with his breathing, calm and stable, making people feel a sense of warmth spontaneously from the heart.
Han Yue took off his coat, walked lightly to the edge of the bed, and tried not to move the mattress and lie down.
He didn't have the habit of taking a shower before going to bed. After all, he was a gang of big men in the army, so as long as he didn't crawl on his body, he could survive. But Chu Ci absolutely pays attention to the hygiene of the bed. Before going to bed, he must take a shower to wash away the peculiar smell and dust on his body before going to bed, otherwise he will feel as uncomfortable as if he has obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Han Yue does not make concessions on issues of principle, but is willing to accommodate in the details of life. As long as Chu Ci is awake when he comes back at night, he must try his best to brush his teeth after smoking and take a shower before going to bed, so that Chu Ci won't be able to sleep in the middle of the night and feel itchy all over his body.
But if Chu Ci was already asleep when he came back, he would wake him up when he took a shower. Chu Ci is a person who finds it difficult to fall asleep once he wakes up. Han Yue doesn't want to give him a headache the next day, so sometimes he takes off his coat and goes directly to bed. Anyway, Chu Ci doesn't know if he fell asleep.
Lying beside Chu Ci, Han Yue looked at the small piece of tender skin behind his ear, couldn't help feeling a little distracted, and couldn't help but raised his hand to gently stroke Chu Ci's hair. Under the warm orange-yellow light, the soft black and glossy hair reflected a soft shimmer, sliding over the rough fingers like cool satin, making it tickle.
The neon lights of the late-night city are reflected outside the window, the window is half open, and the gentle night breeze blows the fabric curtains. The sound of vehicles on the road could be faintly heard in the distance. In this quiet night, it was like the tide, gradually fading away...
Satisfied, Han Yue leaned over and kissed Chu Ci's hair, and was about to turn off the light and go to sleep, when Chu Ci suddenly moved and asked in a low voice, "... Han Yue?"
As long as Han Yue was called by his name, he felt very happy, and replied softly: "Well, go to sleep."
Who knew that his happiness was not over yet, Chu Ci's next words were enough to pour cold water on him: "Did you take a bath?"
"... No way, what time is it! Be good, let's just make it."
Chu Ci rubbed her eyes, got up from the bed, picked up the pillow and walked out without looking back. Han Yue was startled: "Where are you going?"
"Sleeping in the study."
Han Yue got up suddenly: "It's almost done, you! All right, I'm going to take a shower, let's take a shower. Fuck, come back in the middle of the night and still not put me to bed..."
While muttering, Han Yue hastily rushed to the bathroom. The speed was as fast as a war. It was done within three minutes, and he rushed out with water droplets all over his body. He took off all his clothes in the bathroom, leaving only a bath towel around his waist. His body was muscular and strong, with a few dark bullet marks on his waist and back. It stands to reason that Han Yue took off his clothes very well and pleasing to the eye, but Chu Ci had already turned his back and lay down without even looking straight.
Han Yue quickly climbed onto the bed, hugged Chu Ci in his arms even with the quilt, and asked, "Is this okay?"
Chu Ci closed her eyes tightly and said nothing.
"You have a lot of things to do." Han Yue muttered, laughed again, and said in a low voice: "By the way, I have something to tell you. I told my dad about you today, and he told me to take you home to see Look, just this Sunday, what do you think?"
Chu Ci didn't respond for a moment, and then opened her eyes suddenly.
Han Yue hugged him from behind. Of course, he couldn't see the expression on his face. He didn't move for a long time, thinking he didn't hear, and asked again: "Ah, how is it? Come home with me this Sunday? My old man, old lady, boss and his wife are all there, there are no outsiders."
Chu Ci was silent for a long time, so long that Han Yue thought he was asleep before he heard him whisper, "Okay."
"... huh? Agreed?" Han Yue was overjoyed, "Agreed to meet my old man?"
Chu Ci reached out and turned off the light with a snap, obviously not wanting to say another word. This attitude of refusal did not affect Han Yue's good mood, he kissed Chu Ci's face in the dark, and said happily, "Okay, sleep!"
The bedroom was dark, and the silence rushed in like a tidal wave. The night is like a long river, and the sound of vehicles passing by on the road can be heard from a distance, as vague as the faint light on the river bank.
I don't know when Chu Ci opened his eyes, staring at an invisible piece of dust in the darkness, and remained silent for a long, long time.
Han Yue felt very happy about Chu Ci going home with him, which made him feel good for several days. This rare good mood surprised even his gang of cronies.
On Saturday night, Pei Zhi called to ask Han Yue to go out to play cards, but he was flatly rejected: "No, I have to cook some dishes at home."
Pei Zhi was taken aback: "If there is no food, just ask the restaurant to deliver a few, if not, you can bring Chugong out, I invite you!"
"I've had dinner early. I'm taking this to my house tomorrow. There's nothing I can do. Tomorrow, my daughter-in-law will come to see her in-laws. She has to behave herself."
Before Pei Zhi had time to think about what this had to do with Han Yue's cooking at home, he was confused by Chu Ci's visit to Han's house, and asked after a long while: "... how are you going to get Chu Gong to your house? Handcuff him Tied to the car?"
"Fuck you, is I a bandit? It's voluntary to come to my house, I didn't force him."
Pei Zhi was silent for a while, then coughed, and murmured: "Very good, very good... I'm willing to go home with you... Then you have to treat him well, and go along with everything, don't just raise your hand when you open your mouth." Just hit it..."
Just as Han Yue wanted to refute that Lao Tzu would change, Pei Zhi had already hung up the phone.
Han Yue has been able to make his own food since he was a child, and he is naturally good at things in the kitchen, so he can bluff people when he cooks. Chu Ci went to bed that night, and she could still hear the clinking of bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen, mixed with the aroma of various foods, bursts of seductive aroma.
The next morning, he got up and saw that there were four large food boxes on the table in the restaurant: one was a stir-fry of various mushrooms and pork cartilage. , one piece is crispy and soft; one is braised kid goat leg. . The other one is Xi'an mutton soup, boiled very thick, the soup is pure white, and the big bones are full of bone marrow; the last food box contains a stack of scallion pancakes, which are crispy and layered like Soviet-style pancakes. It is golden and shiny, and when you open it, there is a tangy fragrance of green onions.
While changing the shoes, Han Yue said, "When you come into the house later, you carry it with you, it's you who did it."
"… why?"
"Isn't the things you buy ugly? The old man and the others don't lack them. Every day, they just open an order for the logistics staff to buy anything they want. Empty hands are also ugly. Why don't you get a few vegetables to take with you? They are rare and rare." intimate."
Chu Ci pointed at those food boxes, his face became stiff: "Han Yue, you treat your parents as idiots, can't you see that this is made by their own son?"
"They can't tell! I've never cooked at home." Han Yue had reached out to open the door, but suddenly closed the door again, turned around and kissed Chu Ci's chin: "Honey, I've never been born." Since I came down to now, I have only served you!"
Chu Ci pushed him fiercely, but Han Yue didn't care, he laughed and patted Chu Ci's face.
The commander's wife got up early in the morning and was restless at home. She got up to check if her dress was messed up, and then went to check what was wrong with the table setting. Both Han Qiang and his daughter-in-law were infected by their mother's nervousness, and they sat at the table as invisible people with their eyes on their noses, their noses, their noses, and their hearts. Stand upright and read the newspaper.
"What are you looking at! People are coming to the door soon, so watch!" Mrs. Commander looked at the big clock, and finally became anxious: "Look at what time it is, no, I have to call Han Yue .”
"Just sit down!" Old Commander Han pushed her back on the chair and sighed, "It's useless to be anxious, today's tough battle will come sooner or later. If you want to blame you, blame your good son, Huang Hua The big girl doesn't like it, she messes up messy things and forces others to do it with him, it's really crazy... "
Before he finished speaking the three words "Creating a crime", a guard knocked on the door outside and said in a low voice, "Report to the chief, Vice-Tuan Han is here."
The commander's wife got up suddenly, and before she could go to meet her, Han Yue pushed the door open with a bang and came in with a smile on her face, looking quite happy.
A young man with a pretty good appearance but an extremely stable temperament followed into the restaurant, about two steps away from Han Yue. This person has a calm expression, but quite handsome features. He is wearing a gun-smoke blue shirt and black suit trousers.
Although he didn't put on a smiling face, he didn't lose his manners either. He nodded to the Commander and his wife when he entered the door, and then put down a large plastic bag in his hand.
The nanny hurriedly picked it up, and the Commander's wife glanced into the bag, only to see a few full food boxes, which must have been cooked at home and brought here.
Whether the mother-in-law sees the son-in-law or the mother-in-law sees the daughter-in-law, being able to cook is always a decisive factor in winning the favor of the elders. Not to mention whether the dish is well cooked, in short, as long as he can cook it, it means that the child is obedient and sensible, and can take care of housework.
The poor Commander's wife did not expect that Chu Ci basically kept her ten fingers out of the spring water at home, and it was her son Han Yue, who had a bad temper and a high position, who insisted on rushing to cook.
"Well, let me introduce you. This is Chu Ci. He works in the Metallurgical Research Institute. We have been together for more than two years. This is my father, and this is my mother." Han Yue pointed to Old Commander Han, and then pointed Pointing to the commander's wife, she said to Chu Ci, "Just call me uncle and aunt."
Chu Ci reached out to shake hands with the Commander and his wife, and said in a deep voice, "Hello, Commander Han, and Mrs. Han."
Han Yue's face darkened suddenly.
Chu Ci is such a person, he is born with a calmer personality than others, and has an extremely calm personality. The role of good tutoring can be revealed from a person's eyes, expressions, movements and manners. Chu Ci is a model who has a good manner in every move and abides by etiquette.
As soon as Old Commander Han shook hands with him and talked to him, he immediately realized that this young man was not a master who clung to the powerful, but that he was probably a child from a good family. Looking at his polite and distant expression, I feel that Han Yue's coming to dinner today is probably wishful thinking, and this person probably doesn't want to come.
Old Commander Han sighed, and said kindly: "Sit down quickly, don't stand up, don't be restrained."
Han Yue's mother just went to the kitchen and secretly inspected the dishes in the food box. It doesn't matter if you look at it, the Commander's wife, who has been pampered and respected for decades, was amazed at Chu Ci's cooking level, and she felt a little closer in her heart.
She didn't think that Han Yue would really spend his whole life with a man, at most they would only be together for a few years, and he would still get married when it was time to get married. If his partner in the past few years before marriage is a law-abiding person who can cook and take care of others, then it doesn't really matter whether he is a man or a woman. At most, wait for Han Yue to give him a little more money when he gets married, and just throw it away.
So when the commander's wife came out of the kitchen, she also had a kindly warmth on her face, and greeted Chu Ci with a smile: "Come on, sit down quickly, dinner will be served soon."
Chu Ci nodded and remained silent.
Han Yue pointed to his elder brother and his wife again, and smiled at Chu Ci: "This is our eldest brother, Han Qiang, and this is my sister-in-law. My elder brother doesn't usually go out, so you probably haven't seen him. But he likes to talk to people." Playing cards, you probably have something in common."
Han Qiang's wife, Xiao Ruo, has been secretly eyeing Chu Ci, who is said to be mixing with men, ever since Chu Ci entered the house. She is very incomprehensible about homosexuality, and there will definitely be some disapproving expressions on her face. But after all, she came from a high-ranking official family. After all, she has seen the world, no matter how much she thinks in her heart, she will not be too embarrassing on the surface. When Han Yue introduced her, she got up a little, greeted Chu Ci with a smile, "Hello!"
Who knew that Chu Ci didn't answer her, and didn't even look at her.
From the moment Han Yue said "This is our boss, Han Qiang", his eyes were fixed on Han Qiang. For a moment, he couldn't even move his whole body, and his muscles were tense and painful. He couldn't even raise his hand, because the slight numbness caused by the excessive blood flow spread from his fingers, eating away at his heart bit by bit.
He couldn't breathe or speak. The blood rushes to the brain, making his temples throb.
… so much blood, so shocking, his sight was stained red in large swaths, and he couldn’t even see other things clearly…
"Chu Ci? Chu Ci! What's wrong with you?"
Chu Ci was shocked, touched his forehead, and said in a low voice: "I was a little dizzy just now,... sorry."
Han Yue was a little worried, frowned and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Chu Ci shook his head, stretched out his hand to shake Han Qiang, and said in a low voice with a smile, "Sorry, I was taken aback for a moment...Mr. Han Qiang, it's a pleasure to meet you."