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After seven o'clock, the taxi stopped at the main entrance of the community.
Lu Chen got out of the car with Ruan Yue.
It's getting late, the neon lights on the street are on, the fragrance of flowers and trees is faintly floating in the air, everything in spring makes people feel happy.
The two stood by the side of the road, Ruan Yue shook Lu Chen's hand with both hands, raised her head and said to him, "Then I'm going back?"
Her voice is soft, her expression is soft, and her heart is more like being stuffed with a cotton candy, bulging and full of sweetness.
Lu Chen's reluctance was very strong, he held her wrist with his backhand, pulled her into his arms, hugged her shoulders, pressed a kiss on the forehead, and asked in a low voice, "When will you come out again?"
Ruan Yue's ears were obviously very normal, but she felt embarrassed, and said: "Aren't you going to take the exam soon? Let's concentrate on studying."
After being quarantined at home for two months, Lu Chen was not able to go to work. Like her, he used his time to concentrate on reading. Because his brother Lu Yao and his sister-in-law bought tickets to go abroad a few years ago, and after returning from a tour, they were quarantined in Beijing and failed to return to Ningcheng, so this Spring Festival, only him and his mother were left in their family.
Seeing him motivated, Zhuo Lin cooked three meals a day in different ways, just to prepare him well for the exam.
Lu Chen is actually pretty smart. He was lucky since he was a child. He came from a sports school and has been working in clubs since graduation. There are unique advantages.
During the National Day last year, he had already bought books, and later signed up for a private class with Li Shiyu. After preparing for the exam for two months, he ushered in such an opportunity to devote himself to learning. He said with emotion that he took advantage of the right time, place and people.
Hearing what Ruan Yue said, Lu Chen also smiled, "That's fine, wait for my good news."
He looked quite confident, which made Ruan Yue pursed her lips and nodded, "Yeah."
Pedestrians walked by the street from time to time, and it was not good for the two of them to be too close. After cuddling and talking for a while, Lu Chen let them go and let her go home.
After successfully entering the community, Ruan Yue looked back.
Lu Chen was still standing there just now, seeing her turn around, he waved to her and smiled.
Ruan Yue also raised her hand and waved, signaling him to go back quickly. When she saw him go down the steps to stop the car on the side of the road, she felt relieved and turned around to continue walking home.
While walking, I couldn't help reminiscing about every detail of this afternoon.
When Lu Chen galloped on her body, every subtle expression was already engraved in her mind.
She had never observed him during affection before, and always closed her eyes, and when joyful emotions struck, there was often pain and entanglement that followed.
Because she feels inferior.
Just like an Internet slang saying, "The mouth says no, but the body is very honest."
But on this day, all the pain just disappeared.
She thought of Lu Chen's expressions, and besides being moved, she was even more obsessed. It turned out that when he occupied her, he looked like that, warm and sincere, devoted and lingering.
Hu Siluan wanted her cheeks to be hot, and when she reached the door of the unit building, she didn't go in immediately, but stood outside and calmed down for a few minutes, letting the evening wind blow away the blush on her face, and then she calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief, Open the door and go in.
Their house is on the first floor.
She rummaged through her bag to find the key, and after opening the door, she smelled a scent.
The living room was brightly lit, and there were two pairs of shoes on the shoe rack in the entrance.
Ruan Yue was in a daze when she heard Zhao Bingzhi shout, "Yue'er?"
"oh."
Ruan Yue responded quickly, and while sitting down to change her shoes, she asked, "Mom, why are you back?"
"Well, I got off work early today."
Zhao Bingzhi took a watering can and came out from the balcony, looked at her and asked, "Going out this afternoon?"
Ruan Yue said "um", "Seeing that the weather is good, I'll go out to get some air."
While talking, she walked into the room, and when she passed the kitchen, she saw Yan Shuning wearing an apron standing in front of the stove.
Yan Shuning had just scooped out a spoonful of soup and tasted it, when she heard her movement, she turned her head to see it, and said with a smile: "I'm worried that you haven't eaten well, your mother went to the supermarket to buy ribs after work. Soup After stewing for two hours, I will fry two more dishes and let's have dinner."
The first floor was already shady and cool, and it was only at the end of March. He was only wearing a white shirt on his upper body. For the convenience of cooking, the sleeves of the shirt were rolled up twice and piled under his elbows. His face with a cold outline was warmed by the kitchen. The yellow light reflects the feeling of soft home.
Ruan Yue had never seen him like this, so she let out an "oh" in a daze.
After she entered the room, Yan Shuning said to Zhao Bingzhi, "The white pepper seems to be gone."
"are you buying?"
Zhao Bingzhi walked to the kitchen door and asked.
She doesn't like the smoke and fire in the kitchen. She has an aunt who cooks at home since she was a child, so she has never paid attention to this aspect, and she hardly knows anything about it.
During the period of fighting the epidemic, almost all of them were fed by Yan Shuning.
She didn't expect that the second son of the Yan family, who used to run rampant in the compound, was surprisingly good at cooking beyond her expectations, so much so that after working so hard for a period of time, she even gained two catties in weight.
"It's not worth going out for this."
After Yan Shuning finished speaking, he uncovered the casserole and scooped up a spoonful of soup into a small bowl. He casually put down the spoon and held the small bowl to Zhao Bingzhi, "Taste first?"
Zhao Bingzhi lowered his head, took a sip of the bowl he raised.
Nodding again and again, "It's so fresh, what did you put?"
"Just put two spoonfuls of salt."
After saying that, Yan Shuning handed the bowl to her hand, "Hey, hold it by yourself and finish drinking."
Only then did Zhao Bing realize how intimate his extremely natural movement was.
After getting married, neither she nor Ruan Chengyi had such a moment.
Ruan Chengyi started from scratch and has been busy outside for many years. She is the same. She has never been idle. Throughout the year, she spends most of her time around patients.
Neither of them can cook...
Ruan Chengyi was the only child. In those days, the only child in the countryside was quite rare. He studied well since he was a child, and his family was always not rich, and he was never wronged. He almost grew up with his clothes stretched out, his hands stretched out, his mouth opened, and in his bones, he was quite machismo.
They get married and live a very prosperous life, but they are not quite like a secular couple.
Yan Shuning had infiltrated into her life almost silently after returning from a job change, and made her get used to it day by day.
Zhao Bingzhi drank the soup in the bowl with mixed feelings, and when he put the small bowl on the countertop, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be using this bowl to taste just now.
I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional
"What are you thinking?"
Seeing her lost in thought, Yan Shuning asked casually.
Zhao Bingzhi got rid of distracting thoughts and asked him, "What else are you going to do?"
"It's a bit late, fry two vegetarian dishes."
Lifting his chin and pointing to the two prepared dishes, Yan Shuning said.
Zhao Bingzhi nodded, "It's troublesome."
This sudden politeness caused Yan Shuning to smile, and while pouring oil into the frying pan, he joked, "It's been almost two months since I ate mine, isn't it too late?"
For some reason, Zhao Bingzhi suddenly felt hot, turned her head to look into the living room, and said casually, "I'll wipe the table."
After she finished speaking, she left the kitchen.
Yan Shuning held up the spatula, looked out, saw her bending over to wipe the table, and smiled with her lips curled up.
Nearly fifty years old, Zhao Bingzhi is no longer young.
But compared to the day of Mr. Qin's birthday party, he looked younger again this time around.
I don't know how these years have been, but on Christmas Eve, when he kissed her while drinking, she actually showed a bit of panic and bewilderment that didn't match her age.
The sound of "sizzling" in the oil pan suddenly pulled back Yan Shuning's thoughts.
While he was cooking, Ruan Yue tactfully stayed out.
After Zhao Bingzhi put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, he called out to the second bedroom, "Yue'er."
The three sat in the dining room and ate.
From the beginning to the end, Ruan Yue's eyes were fixed on her job, and she said very little. Zhao Bingzhi and Yan Shuning exchanged various news related to the epidemic while eating, because that's how the two of them spent the past few days, so they didn't feel anything at all.
Ruan Yue felt that they got along like an old married couple.
After dinner, she volunteered to do the dishes.
Zhao Bingzhi sent Yan Shuning out of the house.
The epidemic in city A has been effectively controlled. After returning in the afternoon, she has already moved her belongings down from upstairs and lived in her own home.
But two or three steps away, we reached the stairs.
Yan Shuning lives on the second floor, and has always been used to taking the stairs. Looking back at Zhao Bingzhi's soft face covered by the sensor lamp above his head, he smiled, "Okay, let's go back."
Zhao Bingzhi nodded, "Good night."
The footsteps did not move.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Yan Shuning also keenly captured her subtle emotions, fixed her eyes on her for a second, and then asked half-seriously and half-jokingly: "Why, you can't bear to part with me?"
"..."
Zhao Bingzhi was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized that the sudden feeling she had just now was reluctance.
She didn't know how to deal with being exposed so suddenly, she raised her eyes to look at Yan Shuning, turned around and was about to go back.
Yan Shuning quickly made a move and grabbed her wrist.
The door slammed.
He pressed the person against the wall at the door, his eyes drooping, and his deep and magnetic voice fell beside her ears: "Good sister..."
This time, Zhao Bingzhi's scalp exploded.
She raised her face and looked at Yan Shuning in disbelief.
Does this person know how old he is
The impulse that surged up at that moment just now made Yan Shuning a little forgetful. He didn't expect that he was in his forties, and at the moment when he was holding someone down, he could yell out such a sentence in a strange way, which made him They all feel that the name is disgusting.
But he kept shouting, he knew the truth of striking while the iron was hot, not only didn't flinch under Zhao Bingzhi's gaze, but also put on a posture of "I've wanted to call you that for a long time", sliding his big hand from her shoulder to her waist , the voice continued in a low voice: "Let me take care of your mother and daughter, huh?"