Still remember her? Long time no see
Didn't they just meet a few hours ago
Jiang Chuyi was flustered by this intimate posture, and thought that Zong Ye was drunk and talking nonsense. After stabilizing herself, she borrowed some strength and quickly rolled off him, kneeling on the carpet beside her, saying perfunctorily: "Long time no see, long time no see, please let go of my hand."
She struggled twice more.
It seemed that the alcohol was taking effect and Zong also lost some of his strength, allowing Jiang Chuyi to take the opportunity to escape.
She slumped down to the side and took a breath, looking at Souya warily.
Make sure he doesn't "go crazy" again.
Zongye's eyes were slightly narrowed, his eyelashes were long and thick, and his pupils were very dark in color.
As she watched, she always felt that something flashed through her mind, and she was almost about to catch it.
Zongye looked at her with a hazy look in his eyes. Her soft lips were red and looked very kissable. Because he was drunk, he seemed to have let down his guard and sat there, as if he could let anyone do whatever they wanted.
So, boys should still pay attention to safety when they are outside.
In other words, Jiang Chuyi was a relatively upright person with a moral bottom line, and she could barely control herself in the face of male temptation. Otherwise, Zong would have been thrown out with this alluring appearance of being unconscious, and if he met any woman, he would probably really lose his chastity.
Jiang Chuyi rubbed his wrist.
Forget it, don’t bother with the drunkard.
She muttered in a low voice: "Go to sleep quickly. You are so big that I can't move you."
Jiang Chuyi got up from the ground, worried that these people would catch a cold after sleeping after drinking, and was thinking about where to find something to cover him and Ji Kai.
After wandering around for a long time, I finally found two blankets.
When she returned to the living room, Jiang Chuyi was surprised to find Zong Ye drinking from a bottle of wine again.
Are you thinking you're not drunk enough
She hurried over to stop him.
I picked up the bottle and found that it was empty.
Zongye's hands were empty, and he was half a beat slower and looked up at her.
"You can't drink anymore. You're already drunk enough." Jiang Chuyi sighed, "You'll feel uncomfortable tomorrow."
Jiang Chuyi was about to take away all the wine bottles on the table, but as soon as she turned around, she was stopped again.
Jiang Chuyi: “…”
She was really helpless, so she lowered her head in resignation, met Souya's gaze, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"You want to go?"
I don't know how much he drank during the short time Jiang Chuyi was away. Just now, Zong Ye could still communicate with her, but now he is even more drunk and his pronunciation is not clear.
Jiang Chuyi bent down to listen, "What did you say?"
"Do you want to leave?" She didn't know how drunk he was to have to use such force to hold her.
Souya's hands were not well maintained like those of other male celebrities. Perhaps because he played guitar all the time, his fingertips and palms were covered with thick calluses. When he held her tightly, the rough touch even rubbed her skin a little painfully.
"I won't leave." Jiang Chuyi didn't understand his nonsense. She endured the pain and coaxed him, "I won't leave. I'll just take over this place."
"Don't go..."
He could no longer hear what she was saying. He just frowned, looked very uncomfortable, and slowly repeated the same words over and over again.
After struggling to hear what he was saying, Jiang Chuyi fell silent.
She finally understood.
Not only was Zong Ye drunk, he also mistook the person for someone else.
He mistook her for the girl he had waited for for a long time but who never turned back.
On that snowy night, the tiny bit of emotion he unintentionally revealed to her made her feel sad for no reason.
I don’t know how much Souya can’t let go of that person, and how long he has been thinking about him day after day to be in such pain.
Jiang Chuyi felt a little sorry for him, so she stood there and let him grab her for a while.
Zongye's appearance reminded her of a stray dog she picked up on the roadside in junior high school. As her parents were busy, she had no time to take care of the dog, so she could only send it to her grandparents for foster care.
The little black dog liked her very much. Every time she wanted to leave, the little black dog would try hard to hold on to her legs, look at her with its black eyes, and whimper in grievance.
Although the puppy couldn't speak, Jiang Chuyi could feel its reluctance to leave.
Many years later, she once again experienced the same discomfort and fear from Souya as the little black dog.
Jiang Chuyi actually felt very uncomfortable.
After this period of contact, she unexpectedly discovered that Zong Ye was a very good person. The special aura of "top streamer" was even the least noteworthy advantage of him.
They were of similar age, and people around her would tease her from time to time, so naturally, she had some vague feelings for him. But these overstepping emotions were only a part of friendship, a very rational part, and could be retracted at any time.
She understood the gap between them, and also knew that she could not cross it in the slightest.
Finally, Zong Ye couldn't resist the invasion of alcohol and fell asleep.
Jiang Chuyi stared at his face for half a minute, confirming something.
After a while, she turned off the light in the living room, used her cell phone to light the way, and packed up her things.
In the darkness, Jiang Chuyi gently opened the glass door of the balcony.
The huge temperature difference between indoors and outdoors made her wake up. As the cold wind blew, Jiang Chuyi finally felt her mind was much clearer.
She leaned on the railing, overlooking the cold and busy city. There was a lot of traffic, and on the viaduct in the distance, there were still cars shuttling back and forth.
Jiang Chuyi looked up, staring at the stars and the moon hanging above her head, in a daze.
The light is faint, close at hand, yet out of reach.
Just tonight, Jiang Chuyi felt a strong curiosity for the first time about the girl outside the circle that Xin He mentioned.
Because she wanted to know what kind of girl could leave such a deep impression on Souya's life. Even though he now has countless fans and has become a big star, he still can't forget her.
No matter the love or pain I caused him, after so many years, it is still so strong and profound.
*
Because Jiang Chuyi has been staying at home for some time, her biological clock has been adjusted to a level close to that of a normal person.
She woke up naturally at noon the next day. When she turned her head, she saw Xin He still sleeping soundly with her pillow in her arms.
Jiang Chuyi quietly lifted the quilt, got out of bed, went to the bathroom to find a disposable toothbrush, washed up, and went downstairs.
The living room was empty, and it looked the same as yesterday.
She walked to the sofa, picked up the blanket and prepared to put it back. When she stood up, she noticed that there was another person on the balcony.
This is the clan.
He sat on a chair on the balcony with his back to her.
Jiang Chuyi walked closer.
Zongye rested his elbow on the armrest, supported his head with one hand, and pressed the empty cigarette into the glass jar.
Then he picked up the cigarette box next to him, opened it, and took out another cigarette.
Jiang Chuyi raised her hand and knocked on the door.
Zongye heard the noise and tilted his head with a freshly lit cigarette in his mouth.
She noticed that the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.
Their eyes met, Jiang Chuyi opened the door and greeted, "Good morning."
Zongye took out his cigarette, and it fell to his side with his arm. He smiled, "Good morning."
"You..." Jiang Chuyi looked at him hesitantly, "Are you addicted to smoking so much? Is there something wrong?"
Zongye turned his eyes and noticed the pile of scattered cigarette butts, but he didn't answer her immediately. After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "And Fucheng, I'm not the only one who smokes."
Jiang Chuyi didn't expose her, "Why did you wake up so early? Where are Ji Kai and the others?"
"Still sleeping in the room." Zongye put out the cigarette with his backhand, "I am a light sleeper. I can't fall asleep again after waking up."
Staring at his pale face after a hangover, Jiang Chuyi asked, "Are you feeling very uncomfortable?"
Zongye hummed, "A little bit."
"Drink less next time."
I can't drink much.
Jiang Chuyi kept the rest of this sentence in her heart and didn't say it.
"I know." Zongye seemed to be able to see through her heart and smiled, "I didn't expect you to be so good at drinking."
Jiang Chuyi took this as a compliment.
"I seemed to be drunk yesterday. Did I talk to you?"
Jiang Chuyi's mind immediately flashed back to the scene of Zong Ye getting drunk and acting wild last night.
She decided to be a kind person and hide the fact that she had witnessed him dying from drinking.
So Jiang Chuyi lied: "You drank too much and fell asleep."
Zong Ye seemed to be thinking about something, but didn't ask any further questions.
He stood up, "Would you like breakfast?"
"Yes." Jiang Chuyi held the door frame and took two steps back, "Do you want it?"
"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
Jiang Chuyi remembered that Zong Ye was a good cook, so she put away the idea of ordering takeout and agreed, "Okay."
When she walked to the kitchen, Jiang Chuyi found that Zong Ye was holding his stomach with one hand and frowning.
She tilted her head slightly and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Zongye forced a smile: "It's okay."
"Forget it." She stopped him, "Just sit down and rest, I'll do it."
Zong Ye was stunned for a moment, "You do it?"
Jiang Chuyi hummed, "What do you want to eat? I'll try to make it."
Then, she added, "But let me tell you in advance, I rarely go into the kitchen, so I can't guarantee the taste! You can also eat takeout if you want."
After a few seconds of silence, Zongye said, "I'm not picky, what can you do?"
In his slightly expectant gaze, Jiang Chuyi felt a little vain. She coughed and said, "I can fry a sweet egg."
To be honest, she is not very good at it, but she thinks her mother's fried eggs are particularly delicious, so she asked her how to make them. In fact, she has never tried it.
Zongye smiled and said, "Okay."
Jiang Chuyi walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and looked for ingredients and seasonings.
Now that I have said it, I will make this fried egg even if I have to kneel down to do it.
She was probably on duty at the hospital at this time.
The phone rang twice, and the other end answered, "Hello, Nannan?"
"Mom." Jiang Chuyi lowered her voice and fiddled with the tiles with her fingers. "I'm going to make breakfast. How do you make a fried egg? Teach me again."
"Why do you suddenly want to make your own breakfast? If you want to eat, come home. It's been a while since you went home."
"Oh, I just suddenly wanted to eat." Jiang Chuyi acted coquettishly.
While holding the phone between his shoulders and listening to Wang Woyun's instructions on the phone, Jiang Chuyi took out soy sauce and light soy sauce.
Crack an egg into a glass bowl.
Soon, she encountered her first problem.
Jiang Chuyi didn't know how to turn on the natural gas in Xinhe's house.
I searched up and down for a long time, but still couldn't find where the switch was.
Perhaps her busy figure attracted the attention of someone outside. Zong Ye leaned against the kitchen door and asked, "Do you need help?"
"What?" Jiang Chuyi turned around.
"I see you've been standing here for a long time."
Jiang Chuyi looked innocent.
She was too embarrassed to speak, but she had to. After hesitating for a while, she gritted her teeth and said, "I can't find the gas switch."
Zong Ye came over, squatted beside her, and skillfully opened the cabinet of the stove. He touched the switch on the bottom and pressed it for her.
He suppressed a smile, "It's a little hard to find."
Wang Woyun heard the noise and asked, "Nannan, why is there a man next to you?"
Jiang Chuyi exclaimed, "He's my friend."
"Your friend stayed overnight at your house? And it was a man?" Wang Woyun raised his voice.
"Not at my house. Several of us came to another friend's house yesterday to celebrate the New Year."
"Oh, who is it? Do I know them? Xiao Zhao and the others?"
"You don't know him, I just met a new friend of mine." Jiang Chuyi was not sure either.
After all, Xibao is so popular, and it is rumored that he is popular among women of all ages. Maybe my mother knows it.
Zong Ye fixed the gas switch for her, but before he left, he tilted his head and asked, "Is this your mother?"
Jiang Chuyi nodded.
He placed his hands on the edge of the stage and greeted her: "Hello, Auntie. Happy New Year."
Wang Woyun heard it and replied with two "hello" on the phone.
Out of politeness, Jiang Chuyi hung up the phone and let Zong Ye listen to his mother's answer.
Then, both of them heard Wang Woyun's next words clearly.
"Let Xiaoyi bring you home for dinner next time. Auntie is a very good cook."
Zong Ye agreed: "Okay, I will definitely visit you when I have the chance."
Jiang Chuyi's expression changed slightly.
After Wang Woyun hung up the phone, Jiang Chuyi blushed and muttered in a low voice, "You go out, I'm going to start."
"I'm watching you here?" Zongye said seriously, "I'm afraid you'll burn down Xinhe's kitchen if you stay alone."
Jiang Chuyi: “…”
He spoke so harshly, not gentle at all!
After waiting for a while, he asked again, "Is it okay?"
Jiang Chuyi compromised.
In order to prove herself, Jiang Chuyi put on a stern face and started to show off.
He started to heat the oil in a professional manner.
Wanting to save face in front of Souya, she tried hard to hold back and said nothing when the oil splashed on the back of her hand.
For fear of wasting food, Jiang Chuyi decided to try a poached egg first.
According to Wang Woyun's instructions, she first fried the eggs in oil until they were half cooked, and then poured soy sauce and sugar into them.
Five minutes later, Jiang Chuyi successfully made a black egg.
She dipped some of the sauce with chopsticks and tried it. She felt that the taste seemed normal and somewhat similar to what Wang Woyun made.
So Jiang Chuyi took the plate of eggs out.
Before Zong Ye made any move, Jiang Chuyi explained to him: "This is the old Shanghai style soy sauce fried egg. It tastes sweet. If you are not used to it, don't eat it."
Zongye nodded.
He picked up the black fried egg with chopsticks and looked at it for a few seconds.
Under Jiang Chuyi's expectant gaze, he took the first bite.
Jiang Chuyi immediately asked: "How is it?"
Souya chewed it slowly, swallowed it, and told her, "Not bad."
"Really?" Jiang Chuyi's eyes lit up instantly, and a sense of accomplishment instantly surged from her heart. She asked in surprise, "You didn't lie to me?"
"I did not lie to you."
"Then do you still want to eat?" Jiang Chuyi's confidence soared, and he rubbed his hands, his eyes sparkling, "I'll get you two more?"
"Okay." Zongye took a sip of water and agreed.
So, Jiang Chuyi put on a bib and followed the same steps to make two more poached eggs.
He ate it all in silence.
Zongye put down his chopsticks and asked, "Why don't you eat?"
"Oh, I forgot everything." Jiang Chuyi patted his forehead.
Zongye picked up the cup and drank the water sip by sip.
After drinking, he stood up, took the dishes back to the kitchen, and said casually, "I'll make it for you. After eating a few poached eggs, your stomach is no longer uncomfortable."
"No need, I can just fry two more poached eggs myself."
"Aren't you tired? Take a rest and I'll help you."
Jiang Chuyi was a little reluctant, "Okay."
As the two were talking, Ji Kai came out from his side bed with a messy hair. He came to the restaurant in a daze and sniffed hard, "Are you eating?"
"Yes." Jiang Chuyi answered immediately, "I just made a few poached eggs."
Zongye listened to her slightly proud tone and curled the corners of his mouth.
"Are there any more?" Ji Kai looked around, looking disappointed, "Why don't you leave some for everyone? Are you eating all by yourself?"
"If you want some, I'll fry two more for you." Jiang Chuyi quickly replied, and added, "Zong Ye said they were delicious."
Ji Kai immediately said, "Okay."
On the first day of the new year, Jiang Chuyi successfully transformed herself into a little cook, going in and out of the kitchen.
Soon, she brought out fried eggs of the same color.
Ji Kai looked a little hesitant, "Why does this color seem a little weird?"
Jiang Chuyi was immersed in the joy of her cooking skills, and her confidence was inevitably swelled. She comforted him, "It may be a little sweet. Don't be fooled by its black color. It tastes good. Try it first."
After hearing Jiang Chuyi's confident speech, Ji Kai hesitated but still bravely took the first bite.
As soon as he bit it into his mouth, Ji Kai instantly showed a mask of pain.
He swallowed it with difficulty, and immediately stood up and shouted, "Where's the water? Quick, quick, pour me a glass of water."
Jiang Chuyi stood there, stunned.
She watched Ji Kai guzzle half a glass of water, a little confused, "What's wrong? Is it too sweet?"
"Sweet?" Ji Kai was still frightened, "This egg is fucking bitter!"
"Ah?" Jiang Chuyi was shocked.
She ran to the kitchen, got a new pair of chopsticks, picked up another egg from the plate, and put it into her mouth.
As I ate it, it seemed like there was nothing wrong with it, just a little burnt, and not much different from what Wang Woyun made.
Is there something wrong with her sense of taste
When he came out, Zong Ye was sitting in the same seat as Ji Kai.
Seeing him pick up the remaining poached eggs on the plate, Jiang Chuyi immediately said, "Don't eat it!"
"What's wrong?" He paused.
Jiang Chuyi: "Didn't Ji Kai say it tasted terrible?"
"Really? I think it tastes pretty good."
Zong didn't have any special expression and ate the fried egg.
"Don't comfort me."
Jiang Chuyi tried her best to pretend that nothing had happened and forced a smile, "Really don't eat it. If something goes wrong with it, I'll be guilty."
Ji Kai was drinking water, and when he saw Zong Ye eating the dark dish without changing his expression, he said in an indescribable tone, "Brother Ye, you are really awesome."
Hearing this, Jiang Chuyi's face darkened even more.
After a lot of mental activity, she couldn't hide her frustration and said self-deprecatingly, "Forget it, maybe I really don't have a talent for cooking."
The sound becomes quieter as you go further back.
Seeing her like a frost-bitten eggplant, Zong Ye said: "It doesn't matter, many people can't cook."
Jiang Chuyi lowered her head: "My mother said that we can't always eat takeout, it's unhealthy. When we get married, there must be someone in the family who can cook."
As he listened quietly, the expression on Souya's face remained unchanged.
He held the transparent glass of water between his fingers and tapped it. After a long pause, he continued, "So you'll find someone who can cook in the future?"
After hearing Zong Ye’s words, Jiang Chuyi felt that it made sense.
While he was deep in thought, Wang Tan's voice suddenly came over: "Why do I hear Teacher Zong advertising himself as soon as I wake up?"
(End of this chapter)