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New Year's Eve - a very important traditional festival, every household will have a lively gathering, cook together, make dumplings, play cards, etc., sit together and watch the year, so as to spend the last day of the old year and welcome the new year first day.Even Jiang Fanyi and others who have been with Murong Ling all year round were given a vacation to go home for the New Year. Except for Pan Shirong who was in a different place, there was really no one around Murong Ling. Those who protect him are rewarded with several times their salary and high bonuses.

In the past, at this time, the housekeeper, chef, and servants of Murong's old house were all on vacation by Murong Ling, and they usually didn't come back until after fifteen.

He either cooks some food at home by himself, stays alone in the study to sort out the past year, or he is on a business trip abroad, usually very busy.

Only this year, it was the first time that I felt so uncomfortable guarding the huge room alone.Jiang Fanyi hadn't read most of the documents sent by him, but he couldn't read a single word, so he simply put down the documents and lay down.

Forget it, go to sleep, it will be the first year of junior high school when you wake up, and this year is over.

It may be because I was really overworked during this period, and because I lost a lot of blood just now, my body was always tired easily, and I really fell asleep in a daze after lying down for a while.

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Qian Shucheng pushed a small cart in the supermarket, crowded with a lot of uncles, aunts, grandpas and aunts who came out to shop with their families, and occasionally there were brats who didn't know whose family rampantly pushed and shoved in the crowd.After finally squeezing in front of the vegetable display cabinet, he encountered another difficulty—he couldn't eat leeks, so why don't he buy cabbage?But I want to eat leek stuffing, how about two kinds?

After thinking about it for a long time, I put down the leeks and took a Chinese cabbage to the scale.

After finally getting out of the pile of vegetables, I went through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships just like the Western Paradise, and finally got Tang Seng, no, pork, and bought some ribs along the way.

Haikou boasted all about it yesterday, but if you don't give Murong Linglu a hand today, do you really think you can't cook?

Qian Shucheng mistook the pork for Murong Ling, and threw the poor Rourou into the car as if venting anger.

It was already noon when I got home, and I wasted the whole morning in the supermarket, and I was sweating all over in the winter.After entering the house and looking at the empty living room, he realized that Han Yue is not at his house now.

On the day Murong Ling was injured, Qian Shucheng went home to pack up his things and went to the hospital to stay with him. When he was packing up, he happened to see Han Yue also packing up his own poor things. He said that he was assigned to a safe area, so he was not there. Do more trouble here.As for the training, Han Yue asked Qian Shucheng to ask Murong Ling.

Qian Shucheng didn't ask.

After chopping the minced meat for an hour, Qian Shucheng felt that his arm was going to be useless, and he regretted why he insisted on the insignificant thing that the minced meat he chopped was delicious, instead of selling it to others. The meat owner helped him grind it directly with a meat grinder before taking it back.

It was already dark when he cooked the dumplings and soup and drove to the hospital. There were not as many vehicles on the road as in the daytime, and the whole city was deserted. Only a few sporadic firecrackers came from a distance. It's not that the brats from some family come out to blow up the pond in groups on such a rare day when firecrackers are allowed to be set off.

After all, the firecrackers to welcome the new year are only set off near midnight.

Driving unimpeded is really an extremely enjoyable thing. You can reach your destination directly with one kick of the accelerator, and you don’t have to worry about the food in your hand getting cold. However, when you arrive at the hospital, it’s already completely dark.

There are only a few on-duty staff left in the deserted hospital, how many of them feel uncomfortable thinking of such an unlucky place?The patients who were able to be discharged from the hospital had completed the discharge procedures early and went home for reunion, not to mention that this hospital was originally following a high-end route, and there were not many patients in the hospital, and it was even more deserted now.

Qian Shucheng pushed open the door of the ward, and the room was pitch black, with only the faint light from outside shining on the window, but it was not enough to illuminate the spacious bed in the corner.He paused when he touched the light switch on the wall, stopped turning on the light, and walked softly to the bedside by relying on his memory.

Before he came to the front, Qian Shucheng saw the person on the bed slipping out of the quilt, and turned on the bedside lamp, and the dim light illuminated this corner that seemed to be forgotten by the joyful festival.

Murong Ling looked at Qian Shucheng who had just walked to the end of the bed with confused eyes and looked at Qian Shucheng, who had stopped at the end of the bed, and there was a trace of laziness in his thick nasal voice.

"How did you come?"

Murong Ling didn't know how long he had been asleep, he curled up under the blanket as if escaping from reality, let himself go, the drowsiness that had been suppressed for many years suddenly rushed up, and fell asleep until now.If it wasn't for the sound of Qian Shucheng's entering the door that touched Murong Ling's last string, he might really feel the New Year's Eve.

It was the first time Qian Shucheng saw Murong Ling like this, he stood there in a daze for a moment.He suddenly remembered that when he called Murong Ling last time, Murong Ling seemed to be woken up by himself, and the voice from the phone was also the same, low and pleasant.

Murong Ling looked at Qian Shucheng suspiciously, until he saw the food box he was holding in his hand, he suddenly realized: "Are you delivering food to me?"

"right."

Qian Shucheng came back to his senses, took a few steps forward, put the cloth bag in his hand on the bedside table, then pulled out a bed table from the back of the cabinet, and took the vegetables, soup, and dumplings he packed from the cloth bag Take out the thermal insulation bucket and thermal insulation box, and place them on the table in turn.

Murong Ling looked at the table full of dishes in surprise, then at Qian Shucheng: "You..."

"I did it all."

Qian Shucheng was afraid that Murong Ling would say something that would hurt his heart, so he hurriedly explained the source of these dishes.

Murong Ling stared blankly at the table full of food, not knowing how to react for a moment.The fragrant smell entered his body along with his breath and traveled to every corner of his body, warming him who had been frozen by the wind and snow for a long time. At this moment, his numb heart that could barely beat felt a little out of control. mess around.

Qian Shucheng propped his hands on the side of the bed, leaning over with a handsome face, seeing Murong Ling's overwhelmed look, he found it very funny, but at the same time felt a little distressed.

Qian Shucheng cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, I said yesterday that I can make dumplings. You still don't believe me. What kind of restaurant should I order? Can the restaurant taste as good as I make?"

Murong Ling didn't answer, picked up the chopsticks on the table, picked up a dumpling and bit half of it in one bite.

"Is it tasty?"

Qian Shucheng stared at Murong Ling slowly chewing the dumplings without blinking his eyes, waiting for an affirmative answer like a child begging for praise, if he had a tail behind him, he might be able to shake it to the sky.

When Murong Ling moved his throat to swallow the food in his mouth, Qian Shucheng's heart rose to his throat.Then he saw Murong Ling turn his head, and a smile that had never been seen before appeared in front of him so unpreparedly, completely stupefied Qian Shucheng.It turns out that sunshine can also appear on this person's face, and it turns out that the gentleness that is so warm in the eyes can directly hit the depths of the soul.

At this moment, Qian Shucheng seemed to suddenly understand something.

He slowly approached, and before Murong Ling had time to react, he gently touched those two thin lips - soft and cool.

A kiss that was so passionate was released immediately, Qian Shucheng watched helplessly as the red glow slowly spread from Murong Ling's face until it spread to the tip of the ear, and then dyed the whole ear red.

Murong Ling has never encountered such a situation. If someone tried to plot against him in the past, that person would have died on the spot before he had time to approach him.But Qian Shucheng is different, he can't do anything to Qian Shucheng, but Qian Shucheng challenges his bottom line when he has something to do, and he only felt pain when the two had a conflict last time, so he doesn't need to pursue it It doesn't matter if Qian Shucheng hurt him or swallowed all the pain in his stomach.

At this moment, such a gentle touch made him a little at a loss.

Qian Shucheng didn't back away too far, he stayed only a few centimeters away from Murong Ling and said in a low voice: "Brother."

Murong Ling replied subconsciously, "Yes", and looked back at the person in front of him who had obviously crossed the safety line and was too close to him.

Qian Shucheng's behavior was impulsive, but he did not regret it.He is obviously a man of action, he does whatever he thinks of, and regretting it is a matter of the future. He has not done a lot of things right now, how can he think about the future?

It's just that he was a little hesitant about how to speak. He couldn't say that I saw you smiling so pretty at me just now, so I kissed you just now, it's too rascal.

"I like you."

Well, more rogue.

Murong Ling looked at Qian Shucheng in confusion, with a thin blush still spreading across his face: "What do you like about me?"

Qian Shucheng frowned, really didn't know how to answer this eternal problem that has troubled countless idiots.He looked at Murong Ling's handsome face close at hand, and said something that he regretted for most of his life.

"You look good."

The blood color that finally appeared on Murong Ling's face dissipated without a trace with the fall of these words, his thin cheeks became paler, and those eyes that were a little helpless and flattered gradually dimmed.

In a word, he changed back to the original Murong Ling who was calm and calm.

Qian Shucheng really wanted to slap himself, but he didn't mean it that way, he didn't like it because he looked good.

What is that for?

Qian Shucheng didn't know, so he didn't know how to explain it.He really just likes it, no reason, no reason.He just saw Murong Ling's smile before, and felt that this person should be smiling like this every day.But what would he say?

Murong Ling backed away to widen the distance between the two of them, raised the corners of his mouth, put on the standard smile again, pointed to the dishes on the table and said: "If you don't eat any more, it will be cold, hurry up and sit down together eat."

Qian Shucheng frowned, thought for a while and felt that it would be better not to be too entangled in this matter at this time, anyway, the two of them will have a long time to come, so I should treat him better in the future and let him know that he is the one I like , not his looks on the line.

Qian Shucheng stood up, sat across the table, picked up a small bowl and filled Murong Ling with a bowl of pork rib soup.

As Qian Shucheng left Murong Ling's side and sat across from him without explaining any more about the topic just now, the last light that was deeply hidden in Murong Ling's eyes went out.