Flight of the Bumblebee

He Qi was distracted during dinner, it wasn't about the food.He has never stopped his chopsticks and mouth, but the food enters the mouth and only chews mechanically.When Xing Yan asked him, what do you think of the taste, He Qi nodded and hummed perfunctorily, obviously absent-minded.

Until Xing Yan asked him: "What's wrong with you?"

He Qicai told Xing Yan the question that has been bothering him in his head, "Why didn't you tell me about the downstairs?"

Xing Yan was stunned for a moment, and said, "You know everything."

"I know."

Xing Yan asked him with some uncertainty: "Are you angry?"

"I'm so angry!" He Qi yelled at him.

"You are too tired to speak when you come back every night. I don't want to annoy you by saying unnecessary things."

He Qi calmed down and thought about what he said, and felt that what he said made sense.He put down his chopsticks suddenly, looking unable to eat.Xing Yan asked worriedly: "Is it because the food is not good? You have a stomachache again?" He hurriedly apologized, "I should prepare lighter food...don't eat this braised fish, eat more tomato scrambled eggs."

While talking, he put a lot of scrambled eggs into He Qi's bowl, but He Qi didn't pay attention to him at all, but was completely immersed in his own world.After a while, he sighed faintly and said, "That little girl is really pitiful..."

Xing Yan paused for a moment with his chopsticks, and when he heard his breath, he couldn't help falling into the same emotion as him.

He Qi looked at the depressed Xing Yan, his eyes lit up suddenly, and said, "I heard you can play the piano?"

Xing Yan's body visibly shook, his eyes widened, and he showed a look of panic for a moment, the reaction was so great that He Qi thought that he had accidentally said something wrong just now.

"Why... why are you looking at me like that? It's scary." He said.

Xing Yan swallowed, he opened his mouth, his lips trembling slightly.In order to calm down the shaking in his heart, Xing Yan lowered his head, he laughed at himself, and asked, "How do you know?" His hands were clenched into fists under the table, and they were tightly clenched.

He Qi was baffled by his behavior, and he told him the truth: "How else would I know? Niu Niu told me in the stairwell just now. Did you forget what you told her yourself?"

Xing Yan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and smiled as usual and said to him: "I learned a little before, but I haven't touched the piano for a long time, so I'm already unfamiliar."

He Qi thought disapprovingly: Then you don't have to react so much, why do you feel trembling like a criminal on the most wanted list who was recognized on the road and turned over to the police station on the spot.He then thought that a child born in an ordinary family like his has never even touched a piano key since he was a child.If Xing Yan really had a tragic and enslaved childhood as he imagined, how could he have the channel to learn the piano, a high-end gadget passed down from Western capitalist countries?He can't even imagine how expensive a piano is. For him, the price exceeds three digits is sky-high.Xing Yan's miserable life is just a product of his imagination. If he could afford a teacher to teach piano more than ten or twenty years ago, Xing Yan should be considered a bourgeoisie no matter what.

As he thought, why did Xing Yan end up on the street?Just now he just casually asked "I heard you can play the piano", he was like a frightened bird, wishing he could bury his head in the hot sand.If at this time, He Qi continued to ask more pressingly: Hey, what was your life like before?Where does the family live? How many people have you ever married? How many deposits? Show me the account book... Can he have a nervous breakdown and jump off the roof?

He Qi vaguely remembered that when he inadvertently asked about his family before, Xing Yan either didn't want to talk about it or just put on a dejected expression for him, how could he dare to say a word.Even if he has a big nerve like him, there is a sensitive and slender line in his heart.If you can't ask, don't ask. This is what a mature man should do.

What's more, apart from this inverse scale, Xing Yan is still very good at other times, he is dull and obedient, and it's okay to feel a little melancholy once in a while.However, as soon as he touches on the topic of the past, even if it's just a fringe ball, he becomes the same Xing Yan when they first met, which makes people feel inaccessible.

He Qi felt that the fog behind Xing Yan was thick, and he probably locked himself in a certain node in the past, and he couldn't get past it.

In modern society, which person does not have a threshold that cannot be overcome?Are those who advocate chicken soup for the soul necessarily stronger than ordinary people?Will you be able to get up after falling down and be a new person?

Whatever, anyway, life is ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs...

How can you think that a person's life is so long, it is tiring enough to take the present seriously.I have to regret the past and worry about the future, how can I be so busy.He hoped that one day Xing Yan could figure this out, get rid of the unbearable drag of the past as soon as possible, reach bliss early, and be like him, idling around and waiting to die - of course, these are all jokes.

The braised carp has a unique flavor, mixed with charcoal grilled and soy sauce.He Qi forced himself to eat two mouthfuls, the fish was delicious, but the chef was not good enough to waste a few catties of fresh fish.Xing Yan bit his chopsticks and looked at him with burning eyes.He Qi knew what he was waiting for, so he used all his acting skills, smiled and encouraged him: "Good job, keep working harder next time." Just don't burn the bottom of the pot.

Xing Yan made a gesture of invitation to him, and said in a low voice, "Where is the eggplant..."

He Qi looked at the black lump on the plate, and couldn't help but said: "Your taste is a bit heavy, you can put half a bottle of old soy sauce in the eggplant..."

In the end, the only thing he could eat was the tomato scrambled eggs that Xing Yan had put into the bowl for him earlier.Everyone has limited talent points in their life. God has raised your stats in one aspect and made you a genius in a certain field, but in other aspects it may make you inferior to ordinary people.Although Xing Yan has been working hard to learn how to cook recently, he has no talent at all in cooking, and he probably won't be able to cook a decent meal in his life.Oh, except tomato scrambled eggs.

After they finished their dinner in silence, He Qi said: "Next time I will teach you how to stew meat in a casserole. It is very simple and not difficult. People like you can make it. Just put the chopped ingredients and seasonings in it all at once. , add water, put it on the fire and cook for an hour, it sounds easy, right? "

Xing Yan said a little sadly: "I made...is it really that bad?"

I don't know why, looking at that face today, He Qi couldn't say anything serious, he said politely: "Your tomato scrambled eggs are still delicious..."

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew up on the rooftop, whizzing past as they stared silently at each other.

Xing Yan lowered his head sadly, in order to ease the embarrassment between the two, He Qi pretended to look away and scratched his face unconsciously.

The long-lost electronic piano sounded downstairs. It was Niuniu practicing by herself. The tune was as messy as ever, and it was almost impossible to tell which song it was.But she played very seriously. Compared with the venting fingers smashing the keys in the past, the noise now is like a small bridge and flowing water.

Xing Yan stood up and was about to clean up the dishes.His expression was very disappointed, not because He Ji didn't like the food he cooked, but because he was deeply hit by not having the slightest bit of talent in cooking.

He Qi also suddenly stood up from the stool, grabbed Xing Yan's shoulder on a whim and shook it wildly, causing the plate in his hand to almost fall to the ground.He Qi asked him excitedly: "You like Niuniu, right! You want to help her, right!"

Xing Yan couldn't keep up with his rhythm. He was thinking about what and what, whether he likes it or not, what are you talking about?But He Qi made him dizzy, so Xing Yan had no choice but to respond to him: "Hi... like..."

He Qi snatched the plate from his hand, put it on the table, grabbed his hand and said, "Come with me." After finishing speaking, he was about to pull him away.Xing Yan was confused, and he half-dragged and half-dragged all the way downstairs, knocking on the anti-theft door at the top of the stairs with Spring Festival couplets on it, and his voice was so rude that it almost shook everyone in the whole building. people annoyed.Xing Yan pulled him back anxiously, and asked, "Why do you want to do this? You will be scolded if you knock on the door like this."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of eager and angry footsteps from inside, followed by a burst of cursing: "Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock! No doorbell for you to ring?" Dao, the sound comes first.The moment the door opened, He Qi held Xing Yan's hand up, and greeted the visitor cordially and enthusiastically:

"Hi--"

If the one who came out was a man from the Northeast with a golden belt hanging around his waist and around his neck, he would probably yell at them at this time: "Hey, what are you! Hey, your mother is so stinky!" Hold up With a fist as big as a casserole, through a security door, he hit a bull with one move, sending them both flying to the bottom of the stairs.

But it was a pale woman who opened the door. She frowned tightly and didn't relax after recognizing the two of them. She looked at them suspiciously and asked slightly dissatisfied: "What's the matter?"

"Can we open the door to talk?" He Qi asked him with a smile, beside Xing Yan who looked frightened.

"No." The woman flatly refused.

"Brother Ayan!" Niuniu came out of the room suddenly, saw Xing Yan standing outside at a glance, and shouted happily: "Brother Ayan! Are you coming to play with me?"

Niu Niu's mother had been holding on to the handle of the wooden door, always vigilant and ready to close the door at any time. At this time, Niu Niu ran over and said that she wanted to open the door to let her brother Ayan come in, but her mother held her down.Niu Niu looked at him angrily, Xing Yan waved to him and said hello: "Hello, Niu Niu."

Only then did the woman realize that the tall man outside turned out to be the "Brother Ayan" her daughter kept talking about every day. When she faced them, her expression finally softened, and she didn't look at them like bad guys like before. .

"Are you the one that Niu Niu often mentioned, standing outside the door to talk to her?" She picked up Niu Niu and asked Xing Yan.

Xing Yan nodded, even if he admitted it.

Niu Niu still whispered in her mother's ear: "Brother Ayan is super nice, and he even bought ice cream for Niu Niu. When Niu Niu was alone in the room and felt scared, he would come over to talk to Niu Niu. We made an appointment to play marbles. , Mom, let Brother Ayan come in." She begged.

Her mother gave an apologetic smile to the two of them who were still standing outside the door, then turned her head and said softly to her daughter: "Then have you thanked him?"

Niuniu grabbed the corner of the little flower skirt and said in a low voice, "Thank you..."

Then her mother walked over with her in her arms and opened the anti-theft door, invited them in, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I thought you two... come in first."

He Qi let go of Xing Yan's hand, and the two entered the room one after the other.