Yan Zhiyun is an old man in the family, and it was not easy for his mother to have him. During the years when he came out of the family alone, he often received similar calls from his mother.
They chatted about asking about the cold and the warmth, but they couldn't worry about their adult son. In their hearts, the child was always the little baby who was just going away.
Ming's mother's intense concern for Ming Letian reminded Yan Zhiyun of his own mother.
Yan Zhiyun listened patiently, and Ming Letian's mother on the other end of the phone slowly calmed down, "Xiao Yan, how is Tiantian?"
"He... is okay." Yan Zhiyun returned his gaze to the sample on the screen, and unconsciously pressed a pen in his hand.
Ming's mother sighed, "Xiao Yan, don't be annoying to me, you are the first good friend Tian Tian made, Tian Tian has a bit of a bad temper, please forgive me."
"En." Yan Zhiyun thought to himself that Ming Letian's family still had a correct understanding of Ming Letian.
Mother Ming: "Since he's okay, I'm relieved, thank you Xiaoyan, please take care of him."
Yan Zhiyun: "Okay, you're welcome."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Zhiyun heaved a sigh of relief, shook his head, and found Ming Letian's phone number from his mobile phone. After calling, he found that no one answered, frowned, and opened WeChat to try to add friends. I found it, but it didn't respond when I added it.
Where did people go
For some reason, a picture like this appeared in Yan Zhiyun's mind: Ming Letian was wearing a leather jacket and eating barbecue ice cream in a bar, and when he got excited, he went to the stage and went straight to a pole dance...
Yan Zhiyun trembled with fright at the picture in his imagination.
I can't even see the samples on the screen.
Yan Zhiyun sat there pressing his pen "clicking" and the unique fragrance of plants lingered. After an unknown amount of time, the assistant came to knock on the door, "Yan Da, I'm off work."
Yan Zhiyun looked up and saw that it was half past six.
"Get off work," Yan Zhiyun put down his pen and got up, "I'm off work too."
In the car, Yan Zhiyun was hesitant all the time, hesitantly, the car still turned towards Ming Letian's community.
It's hard to be a good person, Yan Zhiyun thought, it's a kind of practice.
Until the second before ringing the doorbell, Yan Zhiyun was hesitant. After ringing the doorbell, regrets welled up in his heart, and he wished he could leave.
No one answered the doorbell.
While Yan Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief, he was also a little worried. He wouldn't be doing pole dancing in the bar like he thought, would he
Yan Zhiyun entered the elevator thoughtfully, returned to the car, and made a phone call, "Hello, Lao Zhou."
"Nothing, a friend doesn't know where to go."
"I don't know how many hours." Yan Zhiyun hadn't had any contact with Ming Letian for a few days. According to Qi Xiao, he hadn't contacted anyone for a few days, and what Ming's mother said, Yan Zhiyun was startled suddenly, the person must have disappeared, right? "It seems that no one has contacted him for a few days, you should check quickly."
Old Zhou answered over there, Yan Zhiyun hung up the phone and turned to look out the window with a slightly anxious expression.
Ming Letian's community has a very low population density, and only one person passes by every ten minutes. Yan Zhiyun only needs to glance at that brilliant blond hair to know it's not.
Time passed by minute by minute, Yan Zhiyun raised his hand to look at his watch, it was already half past eight.
Ming Letian lived on the eighth floor, Yan Zhiyun raised his head and counted the floors until he reached the eighth floor, Ming Letian's room was brightly lit!
Yan Zhiyun: ...
I took out my phone and called again, but no one answered.
Yan Zhiyun got out of the car and went upstairs, but no one answered when he rang the doorbell, and no one answered when he knocked directly on the door.
"Ming Letian?!" Yan Zhiyun yelled, and then realized that it was useless. He immediately went downstairs to find the property manager. After explaining to the property manager for a long time, several property managers came over suspiciously, and no one answered the door. Said the lights were on in the house.
The property manager took the spare key to open the door, and Yan Zhiyun rushed in, "Ming Letian!"
"Why did you call me..."
Ming Letian's weak voice came from behind.
Yan Zhiyun looked back, Ming Letian was standing at the door, carrying two big bags, with an innocent and puzzled face.
Yan Zhiyun: ...
The property manager and Ming Letian apologized, and Letian said friendly that he was fine, his eyes drifted towards Yan Zhiyun, "It's okay, it's all a misunderstanding."
Yan Zhiyun: ... suddenly felt very angry.
After the door closed, Le Tian put down the bag at the door, took out a pair of simple gray plaid slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to Yan Zhiyun, "Brother Yan, slippers."
Yan Zhiyun glanced at the milky white wool carpet under his feet, Yan Zhiyun walked in anxiously, the leather shoes had already stamped several gray marks on it.
Le Tian said quietly: "It's okay, just send the carpet to dry cleaning."
Yan Zhiyun really wanted to throw his fist before it hit the cotton, and it would have bounced back first, so he silently took the slipper from Le Tian's hand and changed it on the spot.
"I bought this specially for Brother Yan, it's very suitable." Letian also changed into his own plush slippers.
Yan Zhiyun immediately felt that the slippers on his feet weighed several kilograms.
"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Yan Zhiyun walked over to put his shoes in the shoe cabinet, his tone completely calm.
Letian took out his phone and saw several missed calls from Yan Zhiyun on it, pretending to be surprised, "Oh, the phone is on silent."
System: Obviously not answering on purpose.
In the past few days, Yan Zhiyun has not contacted Letian, Letian has been very calm, anyway, Yan Zhiyun promised to arrange a cover for him and he will find him sooner or later, he saw Yan Zhiyun call him outside today, he was decisive Pretend he didn't see it, he just wanted to be reserved, and answered the phone as soon as it came, it seemed how free he was.
Yan Zhiyun knew at a glance that he was talking nonsense, took a deep breath, and said, "Your mother called me in my studio today, saying that you haven't answered her calls for a long time."
Le Tian: This is the real mother, some people should learn from it.
system:! It's not fucking at all, is it? !
"I'm afraid she will ask me about the lead dancer." Le Tian said naturally.
Yan Zhiyun picked up the bag on the ground and glanced inside. On the top were two boxes of red beef rolls and a pack of hot pot ingredients. "Eat hot pot?"
"Yes." Le Tian quickly explained, "Not spicy, tomato pot."
Yan Zhiyun involuntarily started wanting to be mean again in an instant, held back his words, and helped Ming Letian lift things up to the marble in the kitchen, saying: "As for the lead dancer, if you are capable, you can still fight for it when you recover from illness. "
Lotte: Thank you, I have no ability.
Le Tian said softly: "Brother Qi is more suitable than me."
Yan Zhiyun glanced at him, really didn't know where to start with this duplicity boy, helped him take out the ingredients in the bag and put them in the refrigerator, saying: "Qi Xiao really treats you as a younger brother."
Le Tian said softly: "I know, I also sincerely regard Brother Qi as my brother."
Yan Zhiyun: "Really?"
Letian said without guilt: "Brother Qi and Brother Yan are all my brothers."
Yan Zhiyun shook his head lightly, but still couldn't help being mean, "Have hot pot now?"
"Well, I haven't had dinner yet." Le Tian whispered.
Yan Zhiyun washed his hands and made soup, and while cutting chrysanthemums, he reflected on why he still cared about Ming Letian, a hypocritical, vain, and scheming person. In the end, it came down to his innate sense of justice and Ming's mother's phone call. Poor parents in the world.
Le Tian swayed his feet behind Yan Zhiyun and ate half of a watermelon, "Brother Yan, do you eat watermelon?"
Yan Zhiyun looked back at the half watermelon that had been dug up by Ming Letian here and there, and at a glance, he knew that Ming Letian was just being polite to him, then turned his head and smiled and said: "Eat less, you are allergic Ok?"
Le Tian walked to his side and pulled down his collar to Yan Zhiyun.
There was still a faint blush on the fair chest, as if someone had rubbed it vigorously, Yan Zhiyun looked away after taking a look, "It's almost over."
"It's just a little itchy." Letian muttered.
Yan Zhiyun said in a low voice: "I have already greeted the magazine, the People in June, and their person in charge will contact you in a few days."
"Thank you, Brother Yan." Letian said happily.
Yan Zhiyun didn't speak, thinking that this was the last time.
As the base material for the tomato pot, Yan Zhiyun fried some tomato sauce, which was very fragrant as soon as the pot was boiled, Yan Zhiyun put down his sleeves and said, "You remember to call your mother, it's getting late, I'm leaving first. "
"Farewell, Brother Yan, you made a table, stay and eat together." Le Tian warmly invited.
Yan Zhiyun was afraid of him, and just wanted to put oil on the soles of his feet and slip away quickly. Just as he was about to refuse, Le Tian said softly, "Hey, in case I get allergic to something, brother Yan is here, so I don't worry."
Yan Zhiyun: ... He just said that he was being mean.
The two ate hot pot together at 9 o'clock in the evening, and Yan Zhiyun was puzzled: "Aren't you afraid of getting fat?"
"I'm afraid, after eating this meal, I will exercise for a few more hours tomorrow." Le Tian said softly.
System: Shit.
Yan Zhiyun is dubious, although Ming Letian is quite fake, and his identity as a ballet dancer is still real, so he shouldn't make fun of his profession, but thinking about this person, he can eat it on purpose to make himself allergic to take a group of photos of shrimp.
He ran to Qi Xiao's place crying and crying in order to make Qi Xiao withdraw from the selection, he was allergic to eating shrimp and made him feel guilty, in order to make him agree to shoot, Ming Letian couldn't do anything.
Yan Zhiyun looked at Letian taking one bite after another, with only meat in his eyes, he couldn't help but interrupted: "Eat less."
Le Tian stopped the hand that was about to pinch the meat in the air, turned his head to look at Yan Zhiyun, blinked and said, "Brother Yan, you really care about me." His tone was full of false gratitude.
Yan Zhiyun: ... Why can't I change my habit of meddling.
Le Tian was very moved, so he picked up a piece of hot green vegetables for Yan Zhiyun.
Yan Zhiyun looked at the limp vegetables in the bowl whose leaves were turning yellow, and thought to himself: The modern version of Mr. Dong Guo and the Wolf.
It was getting late, and Le Tian asked Yan Zhiyun to stay overnight, but of course Yan Zhiyun refused again, Le Tian raised his hand and slowly touched his chest, "Hey, it's so itchy, I don't know how long it will take."
Yan Zhiyun: ...
The system understands Yan Zhiyun's current mood. Once some people get involved, they can't get rid of it. Now they regret it very much.
Yan Zhiyun's cell phone rang, and when he picked up the phone, he heard Lao Zhou's voice like a broken gong, "Yan Zhiyun, are you kidding me, the Ming Letian you are looking for is at home, I found it Make a big circle, contact the property management of the community, the property management said that someone crazy just asked them to break the door, is it you? Tell the truth, do you have any debt disputes or emotional disputes with this Mingletian? Public officials don’t do this to you.”
The voice on the phone was too loud, and Letian could hear it clearly. After Yan Zhiyun hung up the phone with a black face and said, "Let's talk", Letian said quietly: "I didn't answer the call, brother Yan called the police?"
"No," Yan Zhiyun was very embarrassed, "I found a friend and asked."
When Yan Zhiyun lowered his head to evade, Ming Letian suddenly threw himself into his arms, hugged his waist, and whispered: "Brother Yan, no one has ever cared so much about me."
System: Farting again, people all over the world care about Ming Letian.
Yan Zhiyun raised his hand almost subconsciously, and his whole body was in a posture of surrender. The body of the blond boy was close to him, and the scent of his body mixed with the smoke from the hot pot penetrated into the tip of his nose. Yan Zhiyun instinctively felt that it was dangerous , raised his hand and said: "It's nothing, it's a trivial matter, you don't have to take it too seriously."
"No, this is very important to me," Le Tian rested his chin on Yan Zhiyun's chest, raised his snow-white face and said softly, "Brother Yan, from today onwards, you are my best friend."
Yan Zhiyun suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a bolt from the blue, and Ming Letian's words were translated in his ears as - Yan Zhiyun, from today onwards, you are the biggest bully around me.