dream winter

Yang Han invested, and the gallery run by Meng Dongchu officially opened, and the opening art exhibition was very successful.From Yang Han's point of view, he was afraid that Meng Dongchu would be bored at home alone, so he would find something to kill time.Things like art, at least have something to do with Meng Dongchu's major, and management Yang Han knows that Meng Dongchu is not good at it, so he hired a professional manager for him, and Meng Dongchu is only responsible for visiting from time to time.

From then on, apart from doing his own business during the day, Meng Dongchu would go to the gallery at a fixed time to deal with gallery-related issues.Because of being a gallery, I have met more people. Regardless of whether he wants to get close to Meng Dongchu because of his relationship with Yang Han, anyway, Meng Dongchu’s life is no longer so boring. There are several times when Meng Dongchu needs to travel short distances because of problems with his paintings. Cold can also be released.

Occasionally, with Meng Dongchu's consent, the two will also attend some private parties together. Of course, it is unknown how many of these are because Meng Dongchu couldn't bear to slap Yang Han's face, and reluctantly agreed to go. .Every time at a party, Meng Dongchu always gets a little drunk. This is Yang Han's favorite time. At this time, Meng Dongchu is a little fragile, sad, and a little more clingy than usual. As soon as the banquet is over, he will blush and snuggle up to his arm. In the corner, go back with him.

Yang Han felt that Meng Dongchu was gradually becoming more cheerful. When he was painting or fiddled with clothes in the studio, his face would have a new look. The two of them would no longer argue over a word of disagreement. After the car accident, the two It's as if everyone is getting to know each other again. As time goes by, they gradually become "familiar" and have a tacit understanding. They can batch files and draw design drafts one by one in the same space, no longer feel awkward, and the atmosphere is just right.

Meng Dongchu began to become sensible, knowing what to agree to, what to refuse, what to ask for, and what to compromise, so Yang Han's control over him is no longer so strict.

Mother He can't come on weekends.She had asked Yang Han for leave a long time ago, and went to the hospital to see a doctor on weekends. As she got older, she always had a little ailment, so she would be able to come back after a day or two of leave.

Mother He left early on Friday night. Meng Dongchu and Yang Han were busy with their own affairs in the room. When it came to the next day's food, Yang Han asked casually, "Should another chef come over tomorrow?"

"Why don't you do it yourself? It's not troublesome." Meng Dongchu replied casually.When answering, Meng Dongchu just stood up and pinned a manuscript with a satisfactory design to the wall.

Yang Han raised his head, just in time to see Meng Dongchu's narrow waist and raised buttocks that were particularly obvious because of raising his hand, and he agreed with some hesitation.It was only later that he realized how many years he hadn't cooked with his hands. The last time he cooked was when he was studying abroad.

After Meng Dongchu finished speaking, he also regretted it, but the words have already been spoken, so it is difficult to take them back.He sat back silently, raised his pen in a daze.What's going on lately——Obviously I'm really acting, but I always inadvertently feel that this is the life I'm living.In normal life, no one cooks for him, and he always handles it by himself, so when Yang Han asked, he answered without hesitation, and it was only after he finished talking that he remembered that he had never talked to Yang Han about such a daily thing as cooking together. did. --It is how it happened?Is it because the life provided by Yang Han recently is too comfortable, too ordinary and comfortable?

Thinking of this, Meng Dongchu turned his head to look at Yang Han, and found that Yang Han was looking at him with heavy eyes, and turned his head immediately.Knowing that there is that gaze, every moment after that is like a light on my back.

Yes, Meng Dongchu was just acting.Who is Yang Han, of course he can tell whether people are pretending in front of him.So in this scene, Meng Dongchu was just playing himself.The complicated life has led to Meng Dongchu's complex and multiple personalities. In fact, each one is himself. He mobilized the most suitable personality to play Yang Han's lover, and then abided by a rule, which is to obey and not resist.So he is naturally embarrassed, his limbs are stiff, and he is speechless and silent... This is his real self, but not all of it, part of it is artistic.

Think of himself as the person who is going to perform, no wonder Yang Han can't see it.It's just that acting in this way is easy and difficult to tell.But what are you afraid of, he has played too many other "Meng Dongchu" in real life.

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The next morning, Yang Han gently let go of Meng Dongchu who was in his arms, covered him with the quilt, and went downstairs to cook breakfast.

Yang Han usually doesn't touch Yangchun water with his fingers, so he has to find where he puts the rice, and he is very unskilled in using tools. He has to tinker in the kitchen for a while before the porridge bubbles in the pot.Then he took sausages and eggs from the refrigerator, fried a sausage and an egg, and managed to make a decent breakfast.Yang Han's level is not very high, he can only do this kind of simple things.

After finishing breakfast, Yang Han put the remaining ingredients back into the refrigerator, only to find that there were no extra ingredients in the refrigerator for today's lunch and dinner. He immediately decided to take Meng Dongchu to the supermarket to do some shopping.

Thinking of this, he carried the dinner plate upstairs and woke up Meng Dongchu to have breakfast with him.

Meng Dongchu was woken up by Yang Han, a little dizzy, and swayed into the bathroom with his messy hair. After washing up, he found steaming porridge on the table in front of the window, and Yang Han made it on the table. looking at him.The sunlight outside the window shone on Yang Leng's stern facial features, which turned out to be somewhat soft and warm.

Meng Dongchu scratched his head, walked over, and began to eat sullenly.

He was not used to such a warm scene.

Probably because he was in a hurry to comb his hair, Meng Dongchu's hair was in a few tufts, and Yang Han stretched out his hand to help him gently push down the messy hair.

Meng Dongchu's body raised his head in response to stress, but Yang Han's palm did not move away, and his wide palm blocked Meng Dongchu's sight.

At that moment Yang Han froze, felt Meng Dongchu's eyes blinking, his eyelashes scratched his palm, itching, he put down his hand, and then he met Meng Dongchu's eyes, drooping eyes The innocent kindness in the eyes is now filled with melancholy.Yang Han was startled, I don't know how many times, he was shocked by Meng Dongchu's eyes, at those moments, everything around him seemed to become silent.

Yang Han, who had been in the mall for a long time, didn't know how to resist Meng Dongchu's eyes, so he had to bow his head and eat breakfast.

"Let's eat, let's go to the nearby supermarket to buy vegetables after eating."

It is said that there is a nearby supermarket, but in fact the villa area is located by the quiet seaside, and it takes a while to drive to the supermarket.

Neither of them are talkative people, the road was silent all the way, Yang Han opened the car window, the sea breeze blew in, outside the car window were the waves of trees beside the coastal road, the endless blue sky, white clouds and sea, Meng Dongchu's mood became a little brighter.

"Well... at the beginning of winter, do you know where the supermarket is?" Yang Han suddenly asked halfway through the drive.

Meng Dongchu was in a daze. Hearing what he said, he remembered how this young master could fool someone who knew that there was no supermarket nearby.The problem is, Meng Dongchu has no way of knowing.Having lived in Linhai City for so many years, he is also the kind of person who stretches out his clothes for food and opens his mouth for food.

"Go on, let me navigate with my phone." Meng Dongchu said, picking up the phone.The roads in Linhai City are complicated, and there are many roads to spare, so the two parked their cars in the underground parking lot of a supermarket.It's the weekend and there are so many people.In order not to be recognized by others, Meng Dongchu went out wearing a loose hat. When he arrived at the store, he pocketed the hat on his head, then took out a mask from his pocket and put it on.

All the actions were completed quickly within 20 seconds, Yang Han was stunned watching it, but he was negligent, Meng Dongchu said that he has been filming TV for three or four years, and stars who have blockbuster movies are recognized every minute.Recently, he has been living his life in a normal way, almost forgetting Meng Dongchu's status as a celebrity.

When they came to the first floor where fresh food was sold, both of them were a little cautious.Both of them are people who seldom come to hypermarkets. There are a lot of people here on weekends. There are couples, mothers and daughters, and families with their families. They buy vegetables or they have business deals or simply neat. Two people of similar age The appearance of a man in this area is still very eye-catching, and Meng Dongchu's weird attire has attracted many people's attention.

"...What to buy?" Meng Dongchu saw the eyes of people around him drifting over from time to time, so he spoke first.

Yang Han seldom cooks, let alone the experience of shopping in hypermarkets. For a while, he didn't have any plans for lunch: "What do you like to eat?"

"How about this, I can buy whatever I can, so it's faster." Meng Dongchu said, he wanted to separate from Yang Han as soon as possible.

"Let's choose together, don't worry." Yang Han said this, picked up an onion next to him and asked, "Do you like onions?"

Meng Dongchu looked at Yang Han in surprise, before he could hardly imagine the scene where the owner of the Shengyun Building held an onion and asked him if he likes to eat it.

"Acceptable." Meng Dongchu replied.

"Okay, let's buy beef and make borscht?" Yang Han said in a low voice.

"Okay."

That's it, I decided on a dish.Afterwards, Meng Dongchu followed Yang Han's example, asked Yang Han, and decided to steam a fish.Just discussing in such a low voice, with a glance and a nod, the four dishes and one soup for lunch were settled.Apart from picking up the ingredients and discussing the dishes, there is almost no other language, so I bought it quickly.

After returning, the two cook together.Both of them had the experience of studying abroad, during which they learned some simple dishes. Later, when Meng Dongchu lived in the capital, he learned from a cook for a while, and his skills were not bad, so Meng Dongchu was the chef at noon, and Yang Han as deputy.Yang Han's movements were nimble and his knives were very good. He finished handling things quickly, and stood aside watching Meng Dongchu busy in the kitchen.

He found that Meng Dongchu was a very serious person. Every step of cooking was meticulous and accurate. He looked serious like he was treating a work of art. This calm and rigorous attitude was often used when he was drawing pictures or reading books. It's also when it's exposed, and when it's acting, but other than that, he's very lazy and casual.

The kitchen is spacious and bright, and the food is fragrant. Yang Han just leaned against the cabinet, watching Meng Dongchu standing in the smoke rising from the cooking, his heart was suddenly filled with a peaceful and beautiful thing.The sun shone in, and Meng Dongchu seemed to be shrouded in a glow of nothingness, as if he would disappear at any moment.

He remembered Meng Dongchu's eyes at breakfast this morning, suppressing melancholy in his meekness.At this moment Yang Han regretted a little, he was a cruel and decisive person, he had never regretted it, but at this moment, a trace of regret flashed in his heart.

What he wants is Meng Dongchu like this, this moment now, but now he actually wants more.For example, they can talk and laugh like other partners, shopping for vegetables and cooking, and they can easily work on one thing together, but these are impossible for them now, Yang Han knows it clearly in his heart.

"Yang Han...Yang Han!" Meng Dongchu didn't get a response from Yang Han, so he raised his voice a bit.

"what happened?"

"Look at the soup, if anyone is short, add some."

"it is good."

——If all this seems beautiful, it’s best not to destroy it, don’t be as tired as before, have flaws in your heart, allow some dust, and continue to dream for a longer time.Yang Han thought, I will let this dream last longer.

The author has something to say: come, come, even if you miscalculate the date, you will be drunk.It can be updated the day after tomorrow at the latest.Try to keep this speed in the future~