Lin Wuyu has no interest in cooking, and it was fun to help grandma at Ding Ji's house, but it was a bit painful to let him recite the recipe in the kitchen by himself to make a dish.
Especially now that he and Ding Ji are both on the weird level.
Ding Ji must have reacted, but he is not sure whether Ding Ji has made a decision or has any ideas.
He couldn't move until Ding Ji clearly told him of any decision.
Ding Ji can't accept it, any of his expressions will make Ding Ji disgusted, Ding Ji can accept it... If he can accept it, it won't be such a movement now.
If Ding Ji was still swaying, he might pull Ding Ji and swing over, but doing so was really uncomfortable, as if he was taking advantage of someone's danger.
Lin Wuyu sighed and returned his attention to the chicken wings. In order to concentrate on making chicken wings, he could only go over the recipe in his head.
This recipe was summed up very succinctly by Ding Ji. It is easy to remember and memorize, but it is not easy to do.
I thought I didn't need to cut it, but it turned out to be a flower knife and ginger shreds. I thought it was enough to peel the egg, but it turned out to be cooked and crushed. What about the egg whites? keep to eat? He took a sip and it was too salty, so he could only save it as salt.
The ginger really couldn't be sliced, so Lin Wuyu directly pressed it and squeezed the ginger juice onto the chicken wings. After all, what he wanted was the ginger flavor to get rid of the fishy smell. It's really clever, but there is no standard amount for cooking wine and soy sauce. He could guess that he poured two tablespoons to see that there was no color. He added two more tablespoons of soy sauce, but it still had no color. Out of prudence, he didn't pour any more. Let's lighten it up and sprinkle some salt or salted egg whites.
Ding Ji listened to the clanging sound from time to time in the kitchen, as well as the clack that couldn't be started for a long time, and his mood slowly calmed down.
Lin Wuyu already knew his thoughts now, but there may not be many others, or he would have spoken earlier.
So.
Ding Ji threw down the coins.
Assuming that Lin Wuyu has an idea for him, maybe it's because he looks like his former crush Xu Tianbo...
Ding Ji threw the copper coins down again.
So.
Ding Ji touched the copper coin, weighed it in his hand, and threw it out.
Lin Wuyu probably started frying egg yolks, there was a rustling sound in the kitchen, the hood didn't turn on, and the smell wafted all over the room.
Down to the top.
Take the risk just now... wait for the time to change...
Gee.
Ding Ji frowned.
Wait a fart.
He put the copper coin back in his pocket, took the instruction manual of the set-top box next to him, turned a page, glanced over, wrote down three numbers, and closed his eyes while counting, when a ding bell suddenly rang in the kitchen.
When he jumped up, he heard the sound of the pot falling to the ground, turning in circles and finally snapping it down.
Lin Wuyu's fucking ditching the pot!
Learning God is awesome!
A pot of salted egg yolk wrapped in oil!
"It's okay!" Ding Ji rushed to the kitchen door and shouted first.
"It's okay." Lin Wuyu immediately responded to him.
Then Ding Ji heard the sound of water.
There was a broken frying pan on the kitchen floor, and the bubbling salted egg yolk was spilled on the ground. Lin Wuyu was standing in front of the sink and rushing.
"It's hot?" Ding Ji shouted, turning off the fire on the stove in the past, and then walking to the edge of the pool, he saw that the back of Lin Wuyu's hand was red at a glance.
"It's alright," Lin Wuyu said, "there's a lump of egg yolk stuck on my hand."
"Rush for a while." Ding Ji frowned and stared at his hand, "How did you do it, and how did the handle break?"
Lin Wuyu sighed: "It's not broken, it's just loose, I'm going to flip the pot..."
Ding Ji reached out and touched his forehead: "It didn't burn."
"I just wanted to try it," Lin Wuyu smiled, "it turned out to be loose, and when I shook it, the pot fell off."
"You can't even understand this kind of cucumber, why is it necessary to fry a salted egg yolk?" Ding Ji was very puzzled.
"...I don't know." Lin Wuyu said.
The oil in the pot was not too much. When it was thrown into Lin Wuyu's hands, most of the oil had already flown out. After 5 minutes of flushing, the two of them checked Lin Wuyu's hands, and they did not continue to change. More serious, but blisters.
"It'll be fine in a few days." Lin Wuyu said, "You can order a takeaway, I'll clean it up."
"Together." Ding Ji picked up the pot on the ground.
Fortunately, there are not many things in the kitchen. The only thing that needs to be scrubbed is the floor, the countertop, and the stove.
Ding Ji and Lin Wuyu spent more than ten minutes in silence with the rag, and cleaned up the kitchen with one hand.
All the salted egg yolks I bought today went into the trash, because with just one pot, the marinated chicken wings couldn’t be made, so I had to wrap them and put them in the refrigerator first.
Lin Wuyu sat in the living room and stared at the phone for ten minutes. Ding Ji felt hungry, so he raised his head: "There is no Jinsha chicken wings in the takeaway."
"Stop Jinsha, I can eat Huangsha chicken wings now," Ding Ji said, "Call any one you want. If you want to eat it, you can buy the ingredients at night to make it."
"I thought you wanted to eat." Lin Wuyu nodded and continued to stare at the phone.
Ding Ji suddenly felt a little hotter in his eyes.
Lin Wuyu ordered two Orleans chicken wings, two spare ribs, and two soups, surprisingly few.
When it was placed on the table, Ding Ji felt that this was probably not enough for the two of them. He was hungry, and Lin Wuyu himself ate a lot...
"This is not your style." Ding Ji sat down at the table.
"I started to lose weight." Lin Wuyu said.
"Are you fat?" Ding Ji glanced at him.
Lin Wuyu smiled, and after a while he said, "I ate two boxes of red bean cakes on the way, and now I can't eat that much."
"That's the truth." Ding Ji nodded.
The box of the red bean cake was placed by Lin Wuyu on the small cabinet next to it, a very inconspicuous place.
Maybe it was because he was absent-minded and not sincere when he said that the red bean cake was delicious, Lin Wuyu felt cold and he didn't like it.
Thinking that this red bean cake was brought back by Lin Wuyu all the way, it was still hot downstairs...
"Bring the cake," Ding Ji said, "I don't want to eat rice, just eat the cake."
"Okay." Lin Wuyu got up immediately and went over to take a box, "Why don't you microwave it, it's delicious hot."
"No," Ding Ji waved his hand, "We won't go into the kitchen at this time, it won't deal with us, it chops hands and smashes pots, let it slow down."
"Okay." Lin Wuyu laughed and put the box in front of him.
In a box of four cakes, Ding Ji ate all of them, as well as a lot of chicken wings and ribs, and finally filled two bowls of soup.
I eat a little too much. When I eat, it is not because I have nothing to say and I feel that I have nothing to say.
Lin Wuyu did eat a lot less than usual. I don't know if it was because he couldn't eat too much on the road, or for some other reason.
Ding Ji leaned on the sofa, staring at the TV in a daze, and fell asleep after a while.
Lin Wuyu cleaned up the leftovers on the table, and stood in the living room for a while, Ding Ji fell asleep and didn't want to wake up, so he went back to the bedroom, lay on the bed and watched a movie on his mobile phone.
This feels really boring.
He never thought that emotional matters could be so complicated.
Obviously like it or not, accept or not accept, advance or retreat, it sounds like there are only two choices.
For many people, it may be really simple, such as Liu Jinpeng, ah I like it, ah I have a crush, ah I confess, ah I broke up.
But for Ding Ji, it was completely different.
Lin Wuyu turned over and hung his aching hand outside the bed. Ding Ji had never been in love, never liked anyone, never had a crush on anyone, even if he came back to his senses, it would be far from acceptable to accept this reality. It's as simple as crying.
Lin Wuyu suddenly felt a little regretful.
Will there be a more suitable solution
Maybe there is.
He couldn't think of it, after all his only emotional experience was a failed crush.
Ding Ji woke up before dinner, but they didn't go to the supermarket to buy salted duck eggs, but Lin Wuyu ordered a takeaway to come back to eat.
Because Ding Ji has been throwing copper coins.
I threw it away until the takeaway came, and then I threw it again after I finished eating.
Lin Wuyu interrupted him several times to ask if he had gone crazy, but Ding Ji just waved his hand to signal him not to speak.
Lin Wuyu didn't speak again, Ding Ji was probably not doing fortune-telling, it was just a subconscious auxiliary action.
Many things have become clear.
It was the first time that Lin Wuyu stared at Ding Ji like this, and it took him several hours to see him going to take a bath after eating after six o'clock until after ten o'clock.
When he came out of the bath, he planned to continue watching Ding Ji throw the copper coins. If Ding Ji threw it for a night, he would stay with him for the whole night.
But when he opened the bathroom door, he was startled.
Ding Ji stood straight outside the door.
"You?" Lin Wuyu hurriedly glanced back at the door, and was suddenly speechless.
Looking at it from this angle, you can just look into the bathroom through the slit in the door. If Ding Ji has been standing here, he can basically watch the whole process of taking a bath.
He had to quickly recall whether he made any strange movements while taking a shower.
"Lin Wuyu, hug me again." Ding Ji said.
Lin Wuyu looked at him.
Ding Ji did not avoid his gaze, and looked at him, his eyes were bright and very beautiful.
Lin Wuyu didn't know what he was going to do, but he still raised his arms and put him in his arms.
"Sorry, I just saw you take a bath." Ding Ji whispered in his ear.
"Look, it's okay," Lin Wuyu said, "Grandma almost saw it."
Ding Ji smiled, didn't speak, but suddenly raised his drooping arm, and then pressed his palm on his back.
Lin Wuyu was not wearing a shirt, and Ding Ji's palms were hot, as if he had a fever.
But after only a short time, Ding Ji's hand slid down and took it away.
Only a touch of warmth was left on his back.
"Have you been thinking about me," Ding Ji asked softly, "thinking about what I was thinking."
"Well." Lin Wuyu responded.
"Me too," Ding Ji said, "I'm also thinking about what you're thinking."
"I can tell you if you ask." Lin Wuyu said.
"No," Ding Ji shook his head, "I don't know what I'm thinking yet, don't affect me."
"Okay, I see." Lin Wuyu said.
"I'm so old," Ding Ji's voice trembled, "I've never been so panicked. When my parents told me to go home, I was just angry, not panicked."
"Well." Lin Wuyu patted him on the back.
"I've never been so panicked." Ding Ji said.
"I'm with you, don't panic." Lin Wuyu said.
"Don't talk nonsense," Ding Ji's voice was still very soft, "Do you know what nonsense is?"
"What I just said, if you match it with a fart, it's just bullshit." Lin Wuyu said.
Ding Ji laughed, his hair tickled a little on his face, but he didn't dare to raise his hand to scratch it.
After laughing, he was silent for a while: "I really didn't expect you to do this, Lin Wuyu, you are so fucking awesome, have you been watching my jokes on the side?"
"No," Lin Wuyu said, "you're not sincere."
Ding Ji clicked his tongue: "Yes."
"You are a very good... person," Lin Wuyu said, "there are some things..."
"Am I not a black chicken?" Ding Ji asked.
"You're a very good black chicken," Lin Wuyu changed his words without any hesitation, "I cherish it very much whether it's a friend or... anything else, so some things can't be delayed or played stupid. "
"I know." Ding Ji stepped back.
Lin Wuyu let go.
"I'm much more comfortable," Ding Ji walked into the bedroom, "I'm taking a shower now, don't look at it."
"I don't have this hobby..." Lin Wuyu sighed.
When Ding Ji was changing clothes, Lin Wuyu took an empty red bean cake box and opened it, and stuck it on the bathroom door with Ding Ji's dressing tape.
Ding Ji stood at the door and laughed for a minute.
"Don't be foolish," Lin Wuyu took out his mobile phone, "one half of the money for the door change, I'll go out first, you owe it... I finally got rid of one thousand for you, and then added it back... "
"What's the cost of two thousand for your fart?" Ding Ji turned to stare at him.
"I just looked at the landlord's list," Lin Wuyu said, "the bathroom door was damaged by two thousand."
"Can't you just buy one and replace it yourself?" Ding Ji said, "This kind of door can be bought in the early 1000's. If I break the door and replace it with a new one, it won't work. The lock is not broken and it can still be used."
"Okay." Lin Wuyu nodded.
He likes to hear Ding Ji talk like this, and when Ding Ji is in this state, it shows that he is in a good mood.
But when he woke up the next day, he wasn't quite sure.
After Ding Ji got up and finished eating breakfast, he put on his bag like a rice bag and walked to the door.
"Where to?" Lin Wuyu was nervous for a while.
"Turn around." Ding Ji said.
"I'll turn with you." Lin Wuyu stood up.
"I'm going alone," Ding Ji glanced at him, "don't follow me."
"... Are you still coming back?" Lin Wuyu couldn't help but ask.
"Go back," Ding Ji said, "I want to eat."
"Okay." For the first time, Lin Wuyu felt that Ding Ji was elusive.
Ding Ji went out the door happily, and Lin Wuyu even heard his whistle after closing the door.
I don't know if it was revenge, Lin Wuyu threw Ding Ji in the house for three days, and Ding Ji threw him in the house alone for three days. I didn't come back until seven or eight o'clock, and after three days, I still didn't want to stop.
Lin Wuyu was alone in the room facing the TV, and he really couldn't guess what kind of strange thinking posture Ding Ji was.
But he didn't ask much.
It was he who opened the hole first, and it was he who made Ding Ji feel uncomfortable.
Ding Ji didn't sleep soundly at night, he could hear it. In the past, when Ding Ji lay down, he would sleep until dawn. If he didn't tell him, he would be able to sleep at the right time.
But these few nights Ding Ji would get up, and Lin Wuyu could hear him get up lightly, walk through the living room to the balcony, and stay there for an hour or two.
He could only accompany Ding Ji in silence, waiting for him to make his final decision.
"How long are you going to stay with me?" Lin Zhan took the mobile phone and looked at Ding Ji while replying to the message.
"Stay till check-in," Ding Ji said, "I didn't say it at the beginning."
"When will you report?" Lin Zhan sighed.
"The day after tomorrow." Ding Ji looked down at his phone and checked the time.
is the day after tomorrow.
He only has two days left.
"You can go back and stay today," Lin Zhan said. "Lin Wuyu has gone out. He's going to pick up his classmates today."
"Xu Tianbo," Ding Ji nodded, "I thought he came two days ago, so late."
Lin Zhan threw the phone back on the table, tapped his foot on the ground lightly, and followed the chair around halfway: "If you don't want to go back, just stay here today."
"Okay." Ding Ji nodded immediately.
"Conditional." Lin Zhan said.
"It's the last day and you still add conditions to me?" Ding Ji said.
"It's only the last day," Lin Zhan frowned and looked at him for a while, "Agree?"
"Agreed." Ding Ji smiled.
"What's your relationship with Lin Wuyu?" Lin Zhan asked.
Ding Ji was stunned for a while, and his hands were shaking with fright: "Classmate."
"Classmate?" Lin Zhan looked at him.
"Just... Although it's not a school." Ding Ji said.
"Classmates quarreled," Lin Zhan leaned forward, resting his arms on the table, "Have you run away from home for several days? And you're going away during the day and going back at night?"
"Cold war." Ding Ji rubbed his nose, "I have nowhere to go."
Stay in a hotel, mate.
Ding Ji thanked Lin Zhan for not saying this.
"I'm five years older than you, you know," Lin Zhan said, "I came out alone before I finished junior high school. I've seen everyone, and I've experienced everything. No matter how smart you two are, put it in front of me. , are transparent."
Ding Ji looked at Lin Zhan.
Lin Wuyu said that Lin Zhan's evaluation of himself is an ordinary child with ordinary IQ.
But now when Lin Zhan looked at him like this, he was suddenly a little frightened. Maybe it was because the matter was too big this time, and he really didn't hide it well.
"So what?" Ding Ji asked.
"So it's useless for you to hide from me," Lin Zhan said. "You two have one school and one major. The day after tomorrow, you two will bow your head and see each other again."
"Well." Ding Ji sighed softly.
"I can't guess what the relationship between the two of you is, and I don't want to guess," Lin Zhan said, "but you've been thinking about it for so many days, and you're still searching for something every day. If you want to solve a problem, you need to You already know what to do, you just don't want to go face-to-face with Lin Wuyu, right?"
Ding Ji frowned and leaned back in the chair after a while: "Yes."
"Let's settle it before registering," Lin Zhan said. "After eating and drinking my food here for so many days, I have to gain something. After registering, it will be a new life."
Lin Wuyu stood at the exit of the airport, and the scrolling screen above his head showed that Xu Tianbo's flight had arrived.
He didn't squeeze to the front of the crowd, let alone grab the C position, he just stood by the back window, Xu Tianbo could see him as soon as he squeezed out of the crowd.
It's not that he treats them differently, it's just that the C position in the front row is too evoking memories.
The phone rang, and it was estimated that Xu Tianbo had come out.
He answered the phone without looking at it: "I'm at the exit window."
"Are you sending Xu Tianbo to school, or accepting you?" Ding Ji's voice came from there.
Lin Wuyu was startled, and subconsciously stood up straight: "Go to school."
"Then when are you coming back?" Ding Ji asked.
"It's okay now." Lin Wuyu said.
"I'm fine, I just ask." Ding Ji said.
"Then later, I'll take him to school for another meal." Lin Wuyu said, "Where are you?"
"Call me when you come back," Ding Ji said, "I have something to tell you."