Contentment

If the boss were to look back on most of his life, he would feel that he was one of the few stupid and stupid people in the world.A philosopher once said that it is impossible for a person to step into the same river twice.But not only has he stepped in, he's done it in such a fucking ridiculous way.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Su He cast a glance at An Minsheng.

An Minsheng paused, and unconsciously straightened his back when he was asked. "Of course I know what I'm doing, and I'm responsible for this matter. Isn't it what I should do to restore you to the way you were before?"

What he said was good, the simplest rhetorical question made Su He powerless to fight back.

The matter was caused by An Minsheng in the first place. If it wasn't for him, the boss would not have suffered such a crime.Now that he wanted to pay back, Su He's penny-pinching temperament would naturally not refuse.

But... everything is broken at this turning point - An Minsheng is An Chengzhang's younger brother.Su He's identity has already become sensitive, if he wades into the muddy water of their house again, who will save him if something happens?

"I'll go to your house to recuperate?" Su He sneered, "Will your brother kill me if he finds out?"

An Minsheng was silent and did not speak.

His feelings for Su Hok are actually very strange.

They met 20 years ago, when everyone was young.An Chengzhang was not as violent as he is now, his eyes seemed to be shining when he looked at Su He, and his whole body was as gentle as spring water.He was only 15 years old at the time, and he was even a little jealous. For countless nights, thinking of Su He, a man with an arrogant and even enchanting smile, made his teeth itch with hatred.However, the more time passed, the more he felt sorry for Su He.

Even so, An Minsheng can still say that Shen Leguang is still his current favorite.

There is something in Shen Leguang's body, which has no smell and cannot be seen, but standing there can make him glow.It was something that An Chengzhang, Su He and himself didn't have, so that people became more and more obsessed with it if they couldn't get it.It took a long time for An Minsheng to vaguely feel that it was a simple desire to grow, even with a bit of barren and rough graininess.

Of course, people like them who don't worry about food and drink will have such frivolous things, but now An Minsheng can't see clearly, and he thinks that his feelings are still forced to give up, so he can feel relieved.

However, he did not understand his feelings for Su He.

Love and hate are too fake, it can only be pity for poor people.Su He's body is not only full of An Chengzhang's love, but also the eyes he had when he was young.

Su He wanted to smoke, but he was so irritable that he couldn't bear to directly touch An Min.Haitong saw it and wanted to remind him, but was held down by Shen Leguang beside him.

"What are you smoking for?" An Minsheng knew him well.Su He's pipe is usually just lit, and he only smokes a couple of puffs when he is full of emotions.He also asked the reason before, but the latter just smiled back at him faintly.As time goes by, those things that seem to care about are also forgotten.

It's just that Su He is really not suitable for smoking now.An Minsheng didn't wait for his answer, and directly took the cigarette from his hand.

Su He glared at him angrily, stared at him for less than three seconds and then lost his breath, like a punctured balloon, air leaked out from the inside, the sound was ugly and ugly.

"You guys go back." He waved to Haitong wearily, with an expression of several years old.

Haitong didn't know about the relationship between the boss and An Minsheng, but Shen Leguang did.He pulled Haitong up, nodded to the two people on the opposite side, and left.

The moment the door closed, Haitong saw An Minsheng pull Su He into his arms.

"Do you have anything to ask me?" Shen Leguang asked Haitong while getting into the car while helping him fasten his seat belt.

Haitong thought for a while, and finally shook his head. "No."

"Are you angry?" Shen Leguang asked cautiously.

"I'm not angry." Haitong didn't know how to describe his current mood, "I just feel very lucky. People who like me also like me, Shen Leguang, I love you."

Shen Leguang returned him with a warm embrace.

When they got home, the two of them took a bath in the bathtub.The water temperature was a bit high, and Haitong was scalded into a shrimp after lying in it.Shen Leguang hugged him and kissed the fine hair around his ear.

"Winter in Hangzhou is really cold."

Shen Leguang stopped, and suddenly hugged him even tighter.

"We are all old couples, why are you so easy to think too much." Haitong patted Shen Le's hand around his waist, smiling deeply, "This is a declarative sentence, whether it is written or not, there is only It’s a good idea.”

Shen Leguang was amused by him, let go of his hand and turned Haitong around.

"Sometimes I'm thinking," Shen Leguang's eyes were blurred by the steam in the bathroom, hazy like the misty sea. "Did I look at you too closely? I have been regretting it all the time. If you were not so selfish at the beginning, would you be happier than you are now?"

Haitong reached out to cover his face.He has almost forgotten what happened back then, the only thing he remembered was the presupposition before making a decision.

Time cannot be stopped, and the way it chooses to cross the life trajectory of everyone depends on the mood.Tenderness, compassion, compassion, brutality... At that time, Haitong never thought that Shen Leguang would be by his side more than ten years later, but with a 50.00% probability he chose to believe it.Maybe it was out of natural self-confidence at that time, but even if it was a wrong bet, Haitong asked himself, would he regret making such a renunciation for Shen Leguang?

The answer is no regrets.Even if the two separated during this process, Haitong would not regret it.He doesn't know what is the most important thing in other people's life, but for Haitong, he likes feelings, likes the kind of heavy concern, and it's okay to leave regrets for it.

"Don't say that," he pressed against Shen Leguang's forehead, breathing heavily. "There are some things that cannot be measured. But what I want to tell you is that in my heart you are much more important than those formulas and theorems. You see," Haitong dimpled lightly, eyes full of envy, "I am Shamelessly liking you so much."

It is possible to live without love.But the most wonderful thing about love is that two strangers can have a lingering intimacy in the process of "love".It is not as determined as blood relationship. Once formed, it is a sexual intercourse between two souls transcending reality.This process is amazing, at least Haitong couldn't stop.

The temperature dropped sharply the next day, and when Shen Leguang woke up at seven o'clock, it was dark outside the window.

Haitong is afraid of the cold, the wind blowing in from the gap between the two of them at this moment made him shudder his eyebrows.People do a lot of unconscious actions when they are asleep, but such an ugly expression in Shen Leguang's eyes is the effect of "beauty is in the eye of the beholder".He has his own filter and thinks Haitong is really cute.

If Haitong had morning classes, he would have to get up at six o'clock. Today, he managed to take a break, and Shen Leguang didn't wake him up.I carefully got up to make breakfast, and prepared to drive Haitong to school when the time came.

The temperature dropped sharply, Shen Leguang stood on the balcony wearing a shirt to feel it, and felt that Haitong had to prepare a sweater when going out.He opened the windows of the house for a little air, and after washing up, he went into the kitchen.

Winter is actually better than summer.People tend to get tired in summer, and three meals a day should be as refreshing as possible to have an appetite.Winter is different, Haitong has to be prepared to fight the frost, eat a lot, and is not picky about food, Shen Leguang can eat three big bowls of whatever he makes.

He has been very busy these days, there are not many ingredients left in the refrigerator, and the vegetables left are not very fresh.Shen Leguang was putting on his apron while thinking about what to eat in the morning.

Finally, he took out those two handfuls of wilted vegetables and a few eggs and went back to the kitchen.He remembered the "meat ball soup" that the old man made for Haitong's grandma when he went to his house.There happened to be a small bag of flour left, and Shen Leguang planned to make meatball soup to eat.

"Meatball soup" is not a soup, the main dish is meatballs, and everything else can be added to the soup.This may be the wisdom of people of that generation because of poverty, but it tastes really good and is easy to operate.

There was no more meat in the house, so Shen Leguang added a few eggs to the flour.Then add water and make up, hold a large ball of flour in one hand, and a spoon in the other hand, scrape off the excess flour from the fist with the handle of the spoon, and the balls will be about the same size.This is what my grandmother told him. The old man has never seen such a beautiful young man who is enthusiastic about cooking, and he is extremely enthusiastic about him.Although my grandma stumbled in dialect Mandarin and he stumbled in listening, basic communication was fine.

Shen Leguang put the meatballs into the water and covered the pot, then turned to wash the vegetables.Although the shape is sluggish, it is better than nothing.There really wasn't much food to eat at home, Shen Leguang thought that he would go to the supermarket at night, otherwise he would starve to death tomorrow.

He chopped some wine-soaked red pepper brought by Wen Zhi.It is very spicy, and it starts to choke the nose when the knife is dropped, but it is very fragrant. Haitong likes to put some when eating fried rice and porridge.

The color of the meatballs gradually darkened. Shen Leguang put the chopped greens and peppers in it, thought for a while, and broke another egg.

"What are you doing, I can smell it in my sleep."

Haitong's sudden sound startled Shen Leguang.He turned around and looked over, the other party was leaning against the door and still rubbing his eyes, a lock of hair on his forehead was raised.

Shen Leguang was a little amused, "Grandma's meatball soup. There is nothing to eat at home, so you can just eat it."

Haitong leaned over and sniffled like a puppy, and replied with emotion: "This level is not far away, Chef Shen, you are so humble."

Shen Leguang scraped some flour and rubbed it on his nose, "Now that you wake up, go wash up, or you'll be cold all of a sudden."

Haitong absentmindedly said "hmm" twice, keeping his eyes on the pot.After a while, he suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, and breathed in.

"Chirp—" He leaned in front of Shen Leguang and kissed him, "It's breathless." After speaking, he ran away, leaving Shen Leguang covering his face with a springy smile.

Maybe it was summoned by the food, Haitong's swift movements were completely different from his previous self.When she changed her clothes and sat on the table, Shen Leguang had just served the meatballs.

"You're so fast, you haven't even washed your face clean." Shen Leguang handed him the spoon while helping him to wipe away the toothpaste foam left on his mouth.

"That's why I'm hungry!" Haitong waved his hands indifferently, puffing his face and blowing into the bowl.

There are three very strange ingredients in China - onion, ginger and garlic.Most people don't like them, but when cooking without them, they always feel tasteless.

Haitong doesn't like green onions, ginger and garlic very much, but he feels unaccustomed to the absence of bright green shallots floating in the meatball soup.As time goes on, even picking green onions before eating becomes fun.

"You don't put onions so much today?"

Shen Leguang was stunned for a moment, and remembered his bad taste, so he replied with a smile: "There are no green onions at home. I will get off work early in the evening, let's go to the supermarket to buy something to eat together."

Haitong put down the spoon in his hand and looked at him with emotion.During Shen Leguang's busy period, he also ran out of food, and finally waited until the other party finished his work. After hearing this sentence, he almost wanted to cry.

There is a word that Shen Yueguang always thinks is very beautiful - Drunken Face Chun Rong.Haitong is not drunk now, but he just wants to kiss him.

"Come here."

Haitong thought there was something on his face, so he moved towards it while touching it.Shen Leguang gently reached out to support his head, and kissed his lips.

The white mist of the meatball soup was still slowly rising, as if covering them with a layer of tulle, and they were still hesitant to speak.