"It's not that I'm afraid you're lonely, I'm here to accompany you to a New Year's Eve dinner."
When they didn't stop before, Xiang Yu and Jin Fubai talked, saying that their parents were abroad all the year round, and they often didn't come back during the New Year.
He remembered this past event, maybe it was just a good memory, but it didn't mean that she was special in his heart, and there was nothing to be moved.
Xiang Tao judged it like this.
In fact, with the character of Xiang Yu, it is not easy to agree to Jin Fubai's invitation.
Now this position, for her, eating with him is actually a hassle.
At first, she was worried that she could not control her heartbeat;
Second, she felt that it was meaningless to hang out with each other after breaking up the relationship.
So as soon as he asked her to have a New Year's Eve dinner, Xiang Yu turned around decisively, strode into the unit building, and replied without looking back, "Forget it!"
When the heavy building door was closed, Jin Fubai could vaguely hear behind him saying affectionately, I'll wait for you.
Wait, I can't wait anyway!
Opening the door, there was no one in the house, and even the sound of taking out the slippers from the shoe cabinet and throwing them on the ground was particularly obvious.
This kind of silence almost shattered Xiang Yu's chicness, she closed the door silently, took off her down jacket and walked to the kitchen.
At noon, I only ate a bag of potato chips and two sugar oranges at the mahjong parlor. When I went upstairs just now, the corridors were filled with delicious dishes prepared by other people's families for New Year's Eve, which made her really hungry right now.
Fortunately, there should be frozen dumplings made by Aunt Chen in the refrigerator.
When Xiang Yu pulled the fresh-keeping layer on top to take the drink, the refrigerator light was off, and the juice was warm in her hand, so she knew it was over.
Sure enough, the power went out in the kitchen for some unknown reason, the dumplings in the refrigerator turned into lumps, and the dumplings below were all sticking together.
She called the property, checked around according to the instructions of the property staff, turned on the kitchen switch again, and cleaned up the mess in the refrigerator.
After a busy lap, Xiang Yu was even more hungry.
Maybe because of the special day, the merchants of the takeaway website have closed one after another.
There is a convenience store in the community, which is open until New Year's Eve every year. Maybe luckily, some stores are still open and you can buy something to eat.
After tossing for a long time, she had forgotten the "waiting for you" that Jin Fubai said.
When she ran back with canned sardines in tomato sauce, instant noodles and ice cream, she suddenly heard a call behind her, and she was shocked.
"Xiangyu."
Jin Fubai was sitting in the back seat of the car with the door open.
He just looked at it so deeply and didn't say anything else.
The street lamp lights up suddenly, and Jin Fubai's figure is hidden in the darkness, looking alone and inexplicably gentle.
The convenience store is very close, Xiang Yu was wearing only a sweater, she trotted over, pulled out a box of ice cream from a plastic bag and handed it over: "Happy New Year Jin Fubai, go back, don't wait here."
When Jin Fubai took the ice cream, he gently squeezed her fingertips: "What if you go back on it."
After he finished speaking, he was gentle and familiar, "If you wear so little, your hands are cold."
"...the journey is close."
"I also bought ice cream to eat," he said.
It sounded like he cared too much about her, caring more about her body than herself.
Xiang Yu didn't know what to say, so he opened his mouth, but said nothing, and left with a plastic bag from the convenience store.
Up until this point, she was quite calm.
But sometimes the mood collapses, and it really only takes a moment.
The last moment she was still humming a song to boil hot water, waiting to give herself a bowl of fragrant shrimp and fish pan noodles.
The next moment, her finger was cut by the lid of the can, and she was suddenly unhappy when she saw the blood dripping down.
But it can only be said that the timing of Jin Fubai's appearance was too good, and the dinner for New Year's Eve was invited to her.
The setting sun completely sank into the horizon, leaving only the twilight afterglow, and the lights of thousands of houses in the community were lit.
Some windows are hung with colorful lights, while others have not drawn the curtains, and you can see people walking back and forth in the living room, walking lively.
Xiang Yu put the can on the table, and the metal box hit the glass table, "ding ding", echoing in the empty home.
It was because of this openness that she got up and went to the balcony, opened the window and looked down.
Under the street light, Jin Fubai was standing by the car smoking a cigarette.
As if feeling something, he raised his eyes with the cigarette and smiled at her.
I'm afraid no one wants to spend New Year's Eve alone.
So Xiang Yu was lying by the window and asked him, "Jin Fubai, can you still book a restaurant at this time?"
He suddenly smiled: "Of course."
Hotels in the Imperial City, to exaggerate, many popular restaurants were booked out as early as a month ago for the New Year's Eve dinner.
But Jin Fubai has the ability to find an elegant restaurant in such a lively place and have dinner with Xiang Yu.
The small bridge in front of the restaurant was flowing, the eaves were twisting, and there were echoes of footsteps walking in. Xiang Yu almost took her back to his old house because of him.
The result is not, it is just a private restaurant, which is very hidden.
This kind of restaurant belongs to "internal operation", and not everyone can eat it.
But people who can eat this kind of restaurant are not necessarily good people.
I met several men in the corridor, and one of the older men took the initiative to chat with Jin Fubai.
There was a younger man behind the man, with pink hair and lip studs, and his eyes kept lingering on Xiang Yu.
Jin Fubai remained calm and stood in front of Xiang Yu.
He supported Xiang Yu's waist gently into the private room, and said in a loving tone: "She's hungry, let's go eat first, Uncle Zhao, let's chat another day."
As soon as he took the oath of sovereignty, the man called Uncle Zhao turned his head to stare at Fen Mao, and then nodded hurriedly: "Alright, alright, you go to dinner."
Jin Fubai walked into the private room with Xiang Yu, helped her to open the chair, and explained her behavior just now: "If you see someone who is in a trance, hide for a little bit. Either an alcoholic or an addict, pay attention to safety."
What he was talking about was the pink-haired man just now, but he was too gentle and considerate, and Xiang Yu didn't want to follow up on such words.
She took a seat, turned her head and said, "Don't order that kind of expensive prodigal dish later. We are AA for this meal, and my year-end bonus is only 1200."
"Well, you have the final say."
It's very strange. I feel lonely and unbearable when I'm alone on such a day, but now there is only one more Jin Fubai sitting opposite, even if they hardly talk much, the night suddenly becomes less unbearable.
The restaurant is very unique, without the fumes of the dishes, but filled with the fragrance of a plant.
Each dish is served with a poem next to the dish:
Dried bamboo shoots are "tasting snow bamboo shoots around the stove, burning charcoal to know mountain cherry blossoms"; fish is "green scallops, green scallops, oblique wind and drizzle do not need to return"; lotus pond stir-fry is "floating life is like a dream, geometry for joy".. . …
The artistic conception is very beautiful, but there are no particularly expensive dishes, unlike Jin Fubai's style.
It seems that he listened to her words, and really didn't order that "deadly expensive prodigal dish".
There is only one type of soup dumpling, which uses abalone, scallops and fresh shrimp as the soup base, with sea cucumber and pork in the filling.
There are only five small dumplings in a bowl, and the asking price is 166, which is quite extravagant.
He scooped up the taro and took a bite, squinting his eyes comfortably.
The opposite Jin Fubai asked, "Do you want to eat some rice cakes?"
The rice cake was sent by the owner of the shop just now. He said that it has a good meaning and that they are getting older, so they must taste a little bit of joy.
Xiang Yu is a salted fish. In fact, she doesn't care whether she will be "high every year".
It's just that the dishes are spread out on the table hot, and the lights in the room are softly lit in the carved paper skin, and the lights are lovely.
And Jin Fubai's expression really looked like a caring boyfriend, holding a small plate of rice cakes and handing it to her.
Xiang Yu suddenly remembered an earthy love story—
"You look like my boyfriend".
Startled by her own thought, she choked and coughed.
The caring person opposite handed over a hot drink and put it in her hand: "Drink water?"
Xiang Yu frowned and looked over: "Jin Fubai, did you eat the wrong thing?"
"Um?"
She looked embarrassed: "We are a New Year's Eve dinner, I can't bear you being so considerate."
"I'm not asking you for something, I'm afraid you shouldn't—"
Jin Fubai smiled, "—I can only show hospitality."
Xiang Yu became vigilant: "What can you ask me for?"
Jin Fubai got up, walked over and sat down on the chair beside her, turned sideways, and put his elbows on the table: "How about we stay together tonight?"
It's all because their relatives are not around, and it's okay to be able to make a table together for the New Year's Eve dinner.
Theoretically it is.
But Xiang Yu had some doubts. This person appeared affectionately in her community, and now he is accompanying her considerately everywhere.
Under this circumstance, staying together for the night, can she really spend the night unharmed
Xiang Yu didn't hide it, staring at Jin Fubai suspiciously.
Jin Fubai suddenly raised the corners of his lips in her eyes: "Why do you look at me like that, to prevent me like a wolf, I haven't done anything you don't want, do you think about it?"
Can't think about this.
Otherwise, some exciting scenes will be remembered.
Later, he answered two phone calls, the latter one was probably with his grandmother, speaking Cantonese.
Xiang Yu suddenly remembered the night not long ago, he hugged her and said in Cantonese, I love you.
She was distracted for a long time, and when she regained her senses, she heard him say, "... We can make do with it."
Xiang Yu looked over in a daze: "What happened?"
The person on the opposite side had a smile in his eyes, holding a small glass of wine in his hand, and pointed to each other back and forth: "I said that we have no relatives around for the New Year, so it's better to make do with it."
"Oh, New Year's Eve."
Jin Fubai smiled: "otherwise, what have you thought about?"