Luo Shutu was in charge of cooking, Wei Siqi, who had never touched the spring water with his fingers, happily followed the kitchen, and began to choose dishes contentedly.
Although leaving Wenren and Lu Zhen outside was a little poor, but there was no way, the current conditions were better for the guests to follow the host, and from another perspective, this might not be an introduction that made Wenrengui unable to sit still.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Luo Shutu to wait, and Wen Rengui came in.
The kitchen was not that big, and the three big men gathered together to get in the way. Luo Shutu glanced at the celery that Young Master Wei had picked without leaving any leaves, and said simply: "Xiao Wei, go out first, Wen Ren, you cut it!" a dish."
Wei Siqi obviously knew that his culinary skills were negative, so he hummed unwillingly and moved to the living room to accompany his unwelcoming diners.
As soon as he left, there was only the sound of a kitchen knife falling on the cutting board in the semi-enclosed space, and neither of them spoke for a while.
Luo Shutu held down the flopping fresh fish, hit the fish's head with the back of his knife, and then cut open it neatly in the tank, scraping the scales skillfully.
After Wen Rengui put the celery on a plate, he stood and looked at him in a daze. The last time Mu Cheng cooked was on his birthday, and he also had this boiled fish dish that day. If he didn't think about it, does it mean that Mu Cheng is not acting nonchalant on the surface, and maybe he regrets what he said before
So... Was it an awkward gesture? Wen Rengui thought of this, and his depressed mood suddenly became lighter. He leaned against Luo Shutu's shoulder and began to cut cucumbers, habitually taking a slice and handing it to his mouth.
If it had been in the past, the other party would have accepted it calmly. Wen Rengui waited, feeling puzzled, turned his head and met a pair of quiet eyes: "Wen Ren, ordinary friends are not so close, I don't want to spend time with Lu Zhen explained."
"This is with Lu Zhen..." Wen Rengui suddenly thought of Lu Zhen's Weibo, and the words added when Mu Cheng forwarded it. He really thought that this made Mu Cheng decide to alienate himself, and he was anxiously thinking about the way of reconciliation. But completely ignored a key question - how did Mu Cheng know about Lu Zhen and himself? He only vaguely mentioned his first love, and never told Mu Cheng's name, let alone his appearance.
Seeing that there was a rare crack in his usual gentle expression, Luo Shutu continued to lower his head to handle the fish maw, and said calmly: "I saw his photo in college."
Wen Rengui was stiff, he didn't want to sink in the shadows, but sometimes human emotions are as uncontrollable as animal instincts. He trusted Lu Zhen too much, and never imagined that the other party would betray their love, so that he was quite resentful at first, but at the same time he couldn't forget the time in love. When he was alone, he often drank in front of the photo of the two in high school, so every now and then After a hangover, Mu Cheng had just become friends with him at that time, and he always came to take care of him without complaint.
It's funny to say that the love that was once unforgettable is now as pale as water. He can finally face Lu Zhen calmly. As clear as yesterday, he almost immediately recalled a time when Mu Cheng came out of the study after waking up from a hangover, saying goodbye to him with a backpack in his hand.
He knew that Mu Cheng would do his homework here, so he didn't think it was strange, but it was the first time that Mu Cheng didn't cook him breakfast. He just watched the other party leave in a hurry, feeling uneasy while ignoring the panic under the calm and embarrassed.
The two people in that photo are still in the transitional period from teenagers to young adults. They are young and beautiful, and they look at each other softly and tenderly. No latecomer can remain indifferent. Even if he is as calm as Mu Cheng, he is just an ordinary person. , not to mention the chic handwriting "beloved" on the back of the photo is so eye-catching.
Luo Shutu cleaned the fish under the water, and continued: "The living cannot compete with the dead, but even if he is healthy, I know..."
The dead can't compete, and the sad thing is that the living can't compete either.
They have been together for these years, and they have a tacit understanding with each other. It seems that in order to maintain a peaceful life, Mu Cheng has never confessed his love, but this sentence has admitted his feelings in disguise, but after letting go.
Wen Rengui didn't speak. In fact, his thoughts were confused. Seeing the small stab wound on Luo Shutu's finger, he dropped the half-cut cucumber and went out to get the home medicine kit without even thinking about it.
"Oh, Brother Mu," the one who went out was Wen Rengui, and the one who came in was Wei Siqi, yelling bluffing while holding up something, "Come, come, put down the fish, the infection won't be good!"
"Let's deal with it after cooking." Luo Shutu didn't intend for Wen Rengui to express his attitude categorically, and it would be enough to make him mess up and forget the mask. "Go ahead and cut the cucumber."
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If the slightly embarrassing atmosphere is put aside, then this dinner can be called a feast for the guests and the host. At least Luo Shutu's cooking skills are nothing to say. Wei Siqi killed most of them by himself while shouting "I like boiled fish the most" However, Wen Rengui, who also liked this dish, changed his face slightly, but he didn't eat much.
Luo Shutu would not take the initiative to ease the situation at the dinner table. The task would be considered complete when the food was brought out. Only Lu Zhen tried his best to create a warm scene. He looks like a thoughtful host and has a good temper.
After dinner, Lu Zhen offered to help clean up. It just so happened that Luo Shutu had iodine on his hands—in fact, he didn't care, but Wen Rengui and Wei Siqi didn't quite agree with him washing the dishes, so Lu Zhen made it possible. Enthusiastic.
Wen Rengui originally wanted to help, but Wei Siqi, who was thought by Luo Shutu to be good at smashing bowls, didn't like him very much, and held him back with the idea that "to die a poor daoist must die a fellow daoist".
Lu Zhen went to take a look, came back and said with a smile: "I thought A Gui and Si Qi were not easy to deal with, but now they are quite good."
"En." Luo Shutu sorted out the things on the table and replied flatly.
The water flow hit the stacked bowls, and the slight collision between the porcelain utensils made a monotonous sound. Lu Zhen stretched out his hand to wipe up a ball of foam, rubbed it slowly on the side of the bowl, and said in a chatty tone: "I knew Mu Mu when I was abroad. Brother, but I didn't expect that after returning to China, Brother Mu would be with Ah Gui."
His tone was gentle, without the slightest questioning meaning.
Luo Shutu squatted on the ground to change the garbage bags. Although he didn't expect him to be so frank, he still maintained his calm demeanor, with his usual expression: "We are friends."
"I understand," Lu Zhen said with a slight smile, "I have always admired Brother Mu, and I am still very grateful to you. Without your care, Ah Gui might not be able to cheer up so quickly. After I came back, I was really happy Ah Gui Gui didn't hate me, because back then..."
He paused, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, I shouldn't say this. Maybe it's too presumptuous, but I think Brother Mu actually likes Ah Gui."
The person who was placing the bag looked up at him. His dark eyes were as clear as his name. Lu Zhen hesitated for a moment, but decided to make it clear to this unrequited love. Feelings usually only delay the paying party in vain.
"Brother Mu probably doesn't know that Agui's temper is not good. We grew up together. He would lose his temper in front of me, but he is very gentle to outsiders. When Brother Mu was with him, he hadn't seen him lose his temper, right? I say this, not to show off, nor to worry about rivals in love, but because if Agui treats you as an outsider, it will be very painful to like him," Lu said sincerely, "So, you'd better not like him He's gone, I'm really doing it for Brother Mu's own good."
If it was the original Mu Cheng, his heart would be ashamed now - after nearly ten years of treating each other sincerely, he is still an insignificant outsider, after all, he is not even qualified to touch the other party's true feelings.
But Lu is really a good person. From his point of view, these words are purely for Mu Cheng's benefit, and he really has no selfish intentions. After all, Wen Rengui's performance is there, and he is the only one who is special.
Luo Shutu stood up with a bag of garbage, looked him in the eyes, and said, "You should have seen my retweet, that's my attitude, don't need to say it again."
Lu Zhen was stunned for a moment, bit his lips and said: "Brother Mu, don't get me wrong, I don't want to deceive you, you have the right to know the truth..." He wanted to persuade Mu Cheng out of his heart, but he couldn't help but feel aggrieved when he saw that the other party didn't appreciate it. , "If Brother Mu doesn't want to see me, I'll leave now."
After saying that, he hurried out with foam in his hands. Luo Shutu looked at the pile of bowls and chopsticks in the sink, and followed him with a slight headache.
"What's the matter?" Wen Rengui watched the two come out one after the other, his eyes fell on Luo Shutu first, and he was relieved when he didn't notice anything wrong.
"I'm going back first," Lu Zhen said, with obvious disappointment in his voice, "I'm sorry, I seem to have upset Brother Mu."
Luo Shutu frowned, stuffed the garbage bag into his hand, and said to Wenren, "Send him back, and drop him downstairs to throw out the garbage." He looked coldly at Luzhen who was holding the bag and couldn't react, "Don't think about it, just think about it if you have the time."
Wei Siqi on the sofa laughed and said, "Brother Mu, you're so funny, he doesn't need to think about it, anyway, my brother has plenty of money, and if you spend money, you can get him a golden man."
"Si Qi, how can you say that?" Lu Zhen opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief, "I'm really right..."
"To my brother? Then why are you chasing him?" Wei Siqi raised his chin at Wen Rengui, "I don't understand, what kind of lifesaver are you? The doctor and nurse who gave my brother surgery , it’s not you, at most you abandon Wenren and comfort my brother with your body and mind, right? My brother lied to you to go abroad, you don’t blame him at all.”
Lu Zhen's eyes were red, his lips trembled and he couldn't speak.
Wen Rengui next to him didn't feel any better, rushed up and grabbed Wei Siqi by the collar, and shouted, "What's the matter? What's going on!"
It was a face that Mu Cheng longed to see, not so gentle, full of anger, and real.