Yuan Yi was wearing heat-insulating gloves, and carefully brought the noodles to the table. The soup didn't spill, and the edges didn't stick to oil. It was perfect.
He breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the end noodle bowl also has so much attention. Back in the kitchen, he brought out the remaining two bowls of noodles. He took off the heat-insulating gloves, washed his hands and walked to the living room: "Uncle, it's time to eat."
"Well," Song Hai nodded, walked to the dining table and sat down. Seeing Yuan Yi was still standing beside him looking at him, he pointed to the seat next to him, "You too."
"Thank you, Uncle." Yuan Yi sat down properly, handed over half the chopsticks to Song Hai, and put his other hand on the chopsticks.
Seeing that Yuan Yi even handed over a pair of chopsticks and wanted to "offer them with both hands", Song Hai's serious face relaxed a little.
"The dishes are here." Yan Xi brought two dishes and put them on the table, one meat and one vegetarian, and they looked pretty good.
Yuan Yi was a little excited. This was the first time he had eaten Yanxi's food, and the barbecue he had eaten last time he moved was not counted. The noodles are a little soft, but the taste is alright. Although the cooking skills of stir-frying dishes are not as good as Aunt Li, just the fact that "Xiaoxi made it by himself" is a full bonus.
The meal was peaceful, except for Song Hai's occasional glance at Uehara Yi, everything was normal.
After dinner, Yan Xi was going to wash the dishes, but Song Hai didn't agree.
Seeing Song Hai carrying the bowl into the kitchen, Yuan Yi whispered to Yan Xi, "If I go in and help, my uncle's impression of me will be better."
Yan Xi: "Are you sure you won't lower the goodwill in my dad's heart just because the bowl is not washed or broken?"
Yuan Yi's buttocks, which had been raised, sat back again. Although I don't want to admit it, but... what Yan Xiaoxi said really makes sense.
Hearing the sound of water rushing from the kitchen, Yuan Yi's nervousness slowly returned. From entering the door until now, Uncle Song hadn't asked anything. This didn't mean he was very satisfied with himself, but before the storm. of tranquility.
"Let's go, watch TV," Yan Xi saw Yuan Yi sitting dumbly, took his hand to the living room and sat down, looking for a TV series to look at.
On the TV, the hero went to the heroine's house to propose a marriage, but the heroine's father chased him out with a broom, and the sound of the slap on the back made Yuan Yi's back stiff. He looked around and saw nothing like a broom stick or anything, but a feather duster seemed to be stuck in the floor-standing vase, and a few pieces of rooster feathers were exposed at the mouth of the vase.
"Don't worry, my dad doesn't have the habit of hitting people."
"I'm just taking a look at what I'm thinking about," Yuan Yi retracted his gaze, "Why is it involved in beating people?"
Yan Xi: It might be more convincing that you didn't put your eyes on the feather duster just now.
Song Hai walked out of the kitchen, saw the two sitting together, took a deep breath, and walked to the sofa to sit down.
Seeing his expression, Yuan Yi knew that the point was finally here.
"Does Yuan always play WeChat?"
Yuan Yi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Play, uncle, you can just call me Xiao Yuan in the future."
Song Hai glanced at him and took out his phone, "Come on, scan the QR code to add friends."
Yuan Yi took out his mobile phone, scanned Song Hai's WeChat QR code, and saw that Song Hai's WeChat name was Dahai, he honestly clicked on the application to add friends.
"How long has Xiaoyuan known us Yanyan?"
"I was an alumnus of Xiaoxi when I was in high school. I met her when she was a freshman in high school, but she didn't know me at that time." Yuan Yi put away his phone, "It's been half a year since Xiaoxi knew me. already."
Yan Xi secretly looked at Yuan Yi, in order to make her father think that the two of them were destined, Yuan Xiaoer lied a long way.
"Well," Song Hai nodded and was silent for a moment, "I see."
Yuan Yi waited for a while, seeing that Song Hai didn't ask any more questions, instead he felt a little uncomfortable. This afternoon, he deliberately searched the Internet for a lot of ways to deal with his father-in-law's torture. Why didn't Uncle Song continue to ask
The plot on TV has already played out that the heroine has a fierce quarrel with her father for the sake of the hero. In the end, the heroine slammed the door and left, leaving the house full of mess and the heroine's father.
"Dad, you've been on the plane for so long, go upstairs to take a shower and change your clothes." Yan Xi got up and walked to Song Hai's side, pinching his shoulders for Song Hai, "I think you've lost some weight."
"I'm not used to eating outside food, no matter how you eat it, it doesn't taste that way." Song Hai said with a smile, "But it's better to be thinner. You must know that twenty years ago, your father and I were also a handsome and beautiful man."
Yan Xi smiled and nodded: "Mom also said that I look like you when I was young."
Song Hai smiled proudly: "Your mother has many advantages, and honesty is one of them." He patted Yan Xi's arm, "Okay, you can sit with the guests for a while, and I'll go take a bath."
"Mmmm," Yan Xi let go of his hand on his shoulder, "Have a good rest tonight and have energy tomorrow."
After Song Hai was out of the building, Yan Xi looked at Yuan Yi with a half-smiling smile: "Yuan Xiaoer, I didn't expect you to learn to lie too."
Yuan Yi wanted to say that they really met back then, but when he thought of what he looked like back then, his eyes floated: "In this way, my uncle will more believe that I am sincere to you."
Amused by his words, Yan Xi pinched his nose: "If you lie, your nose will grow."
Yuan Yi grabbed her hand: "A longer nose looks better."
Being caught with one hand, Yan Xi has another hand, reaching out to pull his cheek: "Yuan Xiaoer, you are getting more and more shameless."
"Cough." Song Hai, who was standing on the fence, watched his daughter flirt with other men, and said with a sullen face: "Xiaoyuan, the visitor is a guest, please feel free to be at our house. I will not greet you. "
"Uncle, you're very kind." Yuan Yi released Yan Xi's hand in the blink of an eye and sat down properly.
"En." Song Hai looked at the two of them, turned around and went back to his room.
Yuan Yi breathed a sigh of relief, this time he didn't dare to fight with Yan Xi again.
Time passed minute by minute, and after the needle stepped on the mark of nine, Yuan Yi hesitated and said, "It's getting late, I should go back."
"Well, it's nearly an hour's drive back from here," Yan Xi nodded. "You can go back earlier and rest earlier."
Yuan Yi stood up, took a few steps outside, turned to look at Yan Xi who was following behind him, and stopped: "Are you busy tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow," Yan Xi blinked, "Tomorrow morning, I will be recording the "Things Around You" program, and I will be broadcasting "Noon News" at noon. I will also shoot material in the afternoon. I don't know when I will work overtime."
"Oh," Yuan Yi nodded, "the TV station is quite busy."
"Do you have anything to do tomorrow?" Yan Xi helped Yuan Yi open the door and asked casually, "If there is anything, I will move the arrangements for tomorrow afternoon to the day after tomorrow."
"It's okay, just ask casually," Yuan Yi put his hand in his trouser pocket, "Don't follow me, it's dark outside."
"Well," Yan Xi nodded with a smile, "Be careful on the road and ask the driver to drive slower."
"I see." Yuan Yi walked out the door, and when he walked down the steps, the cold wind blew on his face, and even his heart felt a little chilly.
"Yuan Xiaoer, are you really all right tomorrow?" Yan Xi was standing on the steps, and in his big black and white eyes, the light cast by the lights was printed, making Yuan Yi feel a little itchy. He walked back to her, put him in his arms, and ruffled her long hair, "It's nothing, your work is important. What are you doing with so many clothes on? Go back quickly."
Pushing the person into the room, Yuan Yi raised his chin: "It's really worrying that you don't know how to take care of your own body for such a big person."
Yan Xi covered his messy hair and curled his lips at him, this small aggrieved appearance made Yuan Yi laugh, "Silly." After speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Yan Xi would make trouble with him, so he walked in and waited with his long legs. in the car outside.
Yan Xi closed the door and went upstairs. Song Hai stood in the corridor and looked at her: "Is someone gone?"
"Yeah." Yan Xi nodded.
"Is that kid nice to you?"
Yan Xi continued to nod.
"Okay." Song Hai snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, turned to open the door of his room, "Go to sleep."
"Dad," Yan Xi smiled playfully at Song Hai, "I will always love you."
"Hey," Song Hai said with a smile on his chubby face, "Am I still jealous of a stinky brat?"
"I know Dad is the best," Yan Xi stepped forward and hugged Song Hai, "Good night Dad."
Song Hai patted the top of her head: "Good night."
Yuan Yi returned home, tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. There seemed to be wind outside the window, making the leaves rattle. He sat up, picked up his phone and looked at it, it was almost twelve o'clock.
He has maintained the habit of going to bed early for more than ten years, but in just a few months, he has broken it several times.
Boringly clicked on the Moments, he found that Song Hai had shared two articles titled "Only 1% of the people in the country read this article: The treasures we take care of will be taken away by others" and "Father Cries" Blood Heart Words: Father, is a harbor where daughters can always dock."
Yuan Yi's hands trembled, and he failed to like these two sharing links without conscience.
Suddenly the phone rang, the caller was Yan Xi, Yuan Yi's expression changed suddenly, Yan Xiaoxi would never call him so late, could it be that something happened? Pressing the answer button hastily, Yuan Yi asked nervously, "Yan Xiaoxi, what happened?"
"It's okay, I just can't sleep, I just want to call and try to see if you sleep."
"I was already asleep, but you woke me up," Yuan Yi would not admit that he had insomnia, "You won't go to work tomorrow?"
"I haven't done something more important, so I can't sleep," Yan Xi said with a smile, "Yuan Xiaoer, happy birthday."
Yuan Yi was stunned, and after a long time, he said with a stubborn voice: "It's a birthday every year, what's so rare, you go to bed quickly."
However, holding the phone, he actually laughed like a fool, and even the sound of the wind outside the window became pleasant.
"Can't sleep, I can't find a bed now."
Yuan Yi sat up from the bed and lifted the quilt: "Where are you?!"
dong dong dong.
He heard his uncontrollable heartbeat, ran downstairs barefoot, opened the heavy door, Yuan Yi saw a woman wearing a thick down jacket outside the door, smiling with frowning eyes.
"You're crazy, it's so late, it's so cold, what are you doing here?" Yuan Yi said that, but his body had already run out of the door, hugging him tightly into his arms.
The pajamas on his body were very thin, and he stepped on the cold ground with bare feet, but he could not feel the slightest coldness.
"Didn't I just say that I have insomnia," Yan Xi leaned against Yuan Yi's arms, "I can't sleep, thinking that someone might have insomnia tonight, so let's take a look."
Yuan Yi opened his eyes wide, trying hard not to let the hot thing in his eye sockets flow out, bending over and slamming him into his arms, keeping all the cold wind out of the door.
Putting Yan Xi on the sofa, Yuan Yi turned around and closed the door, walked to Yan Xi and squatted down: "Stupid woman, don't do such stupid things in the future, no matter how important the day is, it won't be as safe as yours."
"I see," Yan Xi rubbed the top of his hair with a smile, "Go and put on your shoes."
It was only then that Yuan Yi discovered that he ran out the door barefoot and wearing light pajamas in the winter, but he didn't feel it at all.
There was plenty of heating in the room, Yuan Yi put on a pair of slippers and walked back to Yan Xi, "When did you know that it's my birthday today?"
"You forget that I have nothing to do with them and take them to download the copy. It's easiest to set them up at this time." Yan Xi took out a cake box. The cake was not big, about the size of an adult man's slap. When I did, I squashed it."
When her Wobiancao left just now, her eyes were so pitiful that she almost couldn't hold back and said happy birthday to him directly.
Yuan Yi lifted the lid of the cake box, and the pattern on the side of the cake was smoothed out a little, but the words "Happy Birthday" were well preserved. The cake exudes a sweet fragrance, and the baker is very willing to put fruits and spreads a large circle.
Yan Xi put the candle in, only to remember that he didn't bring a lighter.
"Do you have a lighter?"
Yuan Yi doesn't smoke, and he doesn't have a lighter on his body. Fortunately, he looked over last time and forgot to take the lighter away. Yuan Yi took out the lighter from under the coffee table and handed it to Yan Xi.
The two lit candles around the coffee table. After turning off the lights in the room, the orange candlelight made their faces a little red. Yan Xi tilted her head and smiled at Yuan Yi, "Do you want me to sing you a birthday song?"
"Don't leave, it will be a little embarrassing."
"Then don't sing, just make a wish." Yan Xi thought for a while, "Don't finish your promise, leave a wish for me, and when I have a birthday, I'll give you one too."
Yuan Yi held Yan Xi's hand, took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the cake and the hand they were shaking. He usually has a fierce face and is very gentle, "I'll make one wish, and I'll give you the other two."
For the first time, he hoped that the wish he made before blowing out the birthday candles could be fulfilled.
When he was six years old, he thought it was deceiving children. On his twenty-seventh birthday, he wanted to try to believe it once.
Closing his eyes, opening his eyes, he turned to look at Yan Xi, "I promise."
Yan Xi put her hands together and made a wish towards the dim candlelight.
"Okay." Yan Xi opened his eyes, "Let's blow out the candles."
call.
The candles went out, and the room was dark.
Yan Xi felt Yuan Yi approaching him, he kissed her forehead, the bridge of her nose, and... lips.
His kiss was a bit raw, cautious and cherished, so gentle that it almost melted her. Although he looks fierce, he is so gentle on the inside.
Her nest grass is really the cutest man in the world.
After a long time, the room became bright again, Yan Xi put the cream on the blushing Yuan Yi's nose bridge: "Look, your nose has grown longer."
Liar man, your name is Pinocchio.
Yuan Yi stretched out his tongue and licked it, but unfortunately he didn't lick it. He reached out and took a strawberry from the cake and handed it to Yan Xi's mouth: "Here you are."
Yan Xi took a bite and frowned: "It's a little sour."
"Is it sour?" Yuan Yi put the remaining half of the strawberry in his mouth, and suddenly lowered his head and rubbed the cake on the bridge of his nose against the tip of Yan Xi's nose, "It's not sour, it's very sweet."
"Yuan Xiaoer, do you know that I put on makeup on purpose before going out!" Yan Xi threw himself into Yuan Yi's arms, rubbed all the cream on his pajamas, and said viciously, "Women's makeup can't be ruined, do you understand? Understand?"
"Don't you still have to take it off before going to bed?"
"Eat cake without talking!"
"Are you angry again?"
"Humph!"
At 12:30 in the morning, the Weibo authentication was changed to Hengtai's chairman, Yuan Yi, who posted on Weibo.
Yuan Yi V: The birthday cake tonight is very sweet. @Host Yanxi
The accompanying picture shows the hands clasped together under the dim candlelight, and the background is reduced to the background, and it is almost impossible to see what kind of cake it looks like.