Those who like to cook are good people

On the way home, Wu Ci felt his heart beating a little faster.His complexion is also red.Yan Heng thought he had a fever, and raised his hand to touch his forehead.

Who knew that when he met Wu Ci just now, Wu Ci jumped a step aside as if something had happened.Stuttering a little in his mouth, he said, "What are you doing?"

Yan Heng was surprised, looked at him and said: "Your face is so red, I thought you had a fever, I want to see if it is."

"No, no!" Wu Ci shook his head.

The two separated from the intersection, and when Wu Ci went upstairs, he felt the phone vibrate in his trouser pocket.

Yan Heng sent me to ask if I was home, it should be.Wu Ci thought, opening the door with the key in one hand, and turning on the phone with the other.

Sure enough, I saw a text message from Yan Heng: "Are you home yet?"

Wu Ci entered the door without taking off his shoes, leaning against the door frame and smiling back to his text message: "The door just opened, the text message came just right."

After being tired all day, Wu Ci returned the text message and threw the phone on the bed, took his clothes to take a shower.

When I was undressing, I was thinking about looking in the mirror during the day, how could the person smiling like an idiot have the same face as me.

Wu Ci, who came out of the shower, didn't want to move at all. After drying his clothes, he lay on the bed. When he turned on the phone, he found that there were two missed calls, one was from Chen Yu, and the other was from Yan Heng.

Wu Ci called Chen Yu first, and the phone was picked up after a while.

"Sister Yu, what's the matter, I didn't hear you just taking a shower." Wu Ci said.

"It's nothing." Chen Yu's voice in the microphone was lazy: "I just have to continue working next week, and I'm back from home."

"Oh, good." Wu Ci responded, and after a few words with Chen Yu, he hung up the phone.

Going to work next week, Wu Ci rubbed his still hair.

Sister Yu's phone call brought him back to reality. Going out on weekends is too extravagant for me.I thought of Yan Heng again.After all, I and him are still people from two worlds.