Little mortals' dreams come true

After leaving Fang Qing's house, Li Fan took a taxi to the large supermarket he often went to.He originally planned to cook a big meal while he had enough time, but after thinking about it, Han Sheng just drank so much wine yesterday, and he didn't have a good appetite today, so he might as well cook something light.After going back and forth in the supermarket for a long time, Li Fan finally decided to make shrimp dumplings.

There is a flavor canteen in University A, where the shrimp dumplings are extraordinarily crystal clear and tender.At that time, Han Sheng and Song Dongdong often went to eat.Li Fan didn't like the fishy smell of shrimp very much, but he always competed to be at the same table with those two, and he felt full just by looking at Han Sheng's satisfied expression.

After being together, Li Fan took Han Sheng to many large and small restaurants. Even if Han Sheng didn't say a word, he could always accurately pick out a table of Han Sheng's favorite dishes from the menu.However, he has never ordered shrimp dumplings.He knew that Han Sheng liked it, but he was always worried that Han Sheng would be sad.

Standing in the aquatic area, Li Fan looked at a basket of freshwater prawns swimming around, and suddenly figured it out.In fact, he wasn't worried about Han Sheng at all, he didn't dare to face it himself.After what happened last night, he decided not to escape anymore, he wanted to break free from those pasts.

After picking out the prawns, he took tapioca flour and some other ingredients. After paying the bill, Li Fan lifted a few heavy bags in his hands, and his body relaxed.

He got up late and walked around the supermarket for a long time. By the time Li Fan got home, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.Even though he only had his morning bowl of cereal, he didn't feel hungry.Thinking that it would take time to process the shrimp, I was afraid that it would be too late, so I didn't eat, and started preparing the shrimp dumplings for the night without stopping.

The fishy smell of raw shrimp is particularly strong. In the past, Li Fan couldn't stand it just by smelling it.Right now, he is very focused on removing the shells one by one and picking up the thread, and he doesn't feel much pain.Just think about Han Sheng putting a clear shrimp dumpling into his mouth, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, even if Li Fan is soaked in the shrimp dumpling, he is willing to do so.

Li Fan is very talented in cooking, and it may be because he is willing to put in the effort to do it. He is very skilled in handling various ingredients, but he is not good at handling shrimp.It was winter, and the tap water was freezing to the bone, and Li Fan's fingertips holding the shrimp were red from the cold, but a row of dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

He raised his hand to wipe it with his sleeve, but his gaze fell out of the window, and he was stunned.

Snowing.

Snowflakes like goose feathers floated densely across the sky.There is a piece of white in sight, flowing white, covering the towering mountains and cold trees in the distance.Even the cars and pedestrians on the road, everything moving and still, are all hidden tightly.The sound also disappeared, and the city, which had been busy without stopping for a moment, seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and it snowed quietly.

This year's first snowfall was not able to watch with Han Sheng after all, Li Fan looked out the window and couldn't help feeling a little regretful.But when he thought of Han Sheng returning from the snowstorm, he could bring out the meals he made by himself, and use the hot food to wash away the coldness of his lover, and he felt a little relieved for no reason.

Li Fan lowered his head and continued to play with the shrimp in his hand.It may be that his hands were too stiff from the cold and he couldn't control them. The knife he used to pick the shrimp thread touched his fingertips, and the bright red blood immediately condensed into beads on the fingertips.The wound was neither big nor small, but he couldn't leave it alone, so Li Fan had to stop what he was doing and look for a Band-Aid first.

There were some shrimp shell residues near the wound, and Li Fan poured some warm water to wash it off.Perhaps because of looking at the snow-white outside the window for a long time, his mind also became a little blank.The moment the injured finger dipped into the warm water, the image of Han Sheng taking his injured finger in his mouth suddenly appeared in his mind.The warm water wrapped around the fingertips softly, as if being wrapped in a soft mouth, Li Fan's face flushed completely.

When will there be such a beautiful scene.

Will there be?

It took another ten minutes for one person to deal with the wound with a red face, and finally finished all the shrimps.Although the subsequent work was a bit cumbersome, Li Fan did it with ease and went much smoother.Pickled stuffing, kneading noodles, kneading shrimp dumplings... step by step, methodical.Li Fan squeezed the last shrimp dumpling and placed it neatly on the plate.Looking at a large plate full of crystal clear shrimp dumplings, he showed a satisfied smile.

I looked at my phone, it was almost five o'clock.After thinking for a while, Li Fan sent Han Sheng a WeChat message:

Ah Cheng, let's go home early for dinner tonight.

After posting, I couldn't help flipping through Han Sheng's almost blank circle of friends, and then clicked on Han Sheng's profile picture, looked at Han Sheng's serious face in the photo and smirked for a while, then slowly returned to the kitchen and started steaming shrimp dumpling.

He stood quietly in the kitchen, listening to the gurgling sound of the pot of water boiling.He had been busy just now, but when he stopped suddenly, he felt a little empty.For some reason, a trace of uneasiness suddenly overflowed in his heart.Like a tiny, almost invisible bubble at the bottom of the water, once it is heated, it slowly floats towards the surface of the water.

In order to suppress this strange emotion, Li Fan boiled ginger tea again.When a serving of ginger tea is almost boiled, the shrimp dumplings are also steamed.After warming the ginger tea and shrimp dumplings, Li Fan threw himself on the sofa.It was the same way before, after cooking the food and warming it up, it can be served directly on the table when Han Sheng comes back.During the waiting time, he sometimes watches movies and sometimes deals with unfinished work, even if he waits until late, he is not in a hurry.

Probably because they were not together last night, Li Fan suddenly felt that the waiting was a bit difficult today, as if the longer he waited, the more panicked he became.

A WeChat message suddenly popped up, it was Han Sheng, Li Fan felt a little bit in his heart, and clicked on it immediately:

I will discuss cooperation with Lu Qiu tonight. If it is too late, I will not be able to rest at the company.

Li Fan's hand holding the phone kept shaking, and the bubble that had been stuck in his heart burst open with a bang.He kept telling himself that Han Sheng was just busy with work, and he just went to the company to rest because he was afraid of disturbing him too late.But there is always a lingering voice in my heart that keeps repeating, no, Han Sheng is not coming back, he is not coming back, because of what Li Kang said yesterday, because he knew that Song Tiaodong liked him, so he left, He refused to come back, he was leaving...

Li Fan tremblingly entered the kitchen, brought a whole plate of round and attractive shrimp dumplings to the table, and turned back to get the dishes.Just as he was about to put it down, he found that he habitually took two sets of tableware, and his hands shook even more. He quickly put Han Sheng's dishes back into the cabinet, not daring to take a second look.

Li Fan sat blankly, in front of him was a shrimp dumpling that was still steaming.The ginger tea was still warm in the soup pot, and he didn't have the strength to fill it up.He took out his phone, clicked on Han Sheng's message and read it several times, but he didn't even have the courage to say "come back early tomorrow".

He suddenly felt very wronged, and he couldn't explain the reason, so wronged that his eyes were hot.

He picked up the chopsticks and quickly stuffed the shrimp dumpling into his mouth.The dumpling skin is soft and luscious, and the shrimp filling is fresh and springy. There is no fishy smell in the mouth, but the fragrance remains on the lips and teeth.But the sense of taste seemed to be out of order, he just chewed desperately, swallowed desperately, stuffed himself full with food, as if this could fill the emptiness in his heart.

It was snowing heavily outside the window.

Li Fan stuffed most of the shrimp dumplings into his stomach by himself, and his stomach hurt a little, but he just couldn't stop.After stuffing another one tremblingly, Li Fan suddenly choked.Swallowing it into his stomach, the barely chewed food was about to rush up restlessly, Li Fan quickly threw away his chopsticks and ran to the toilet.

Holding the toilet bowl and throwing up in the dark for a long time, my throat hurts like a fire.Li Fan wiped his mouth, poured a handful of cold water on his face, looked at himself in the mirror, and slowly realized that he was out of control just now.He returned to the dining table and cleaned up the remaining shrimp dumplings. He planned to throw them away, but after thinking about them, he put them in the refrigerator again.

After tidying up the kitchen, he took his mobile phone and walked to the balcony.

The snow is still falling, but less.The wind is so strong that it can almost pierce the skin and pour into the body.Li Fan stood in the cold wind for a long time, his heart was frozen solid, and then he dialed Han Sheng's phone with his hands that were almost too cold to bend.

Waited for a long time, but got through.

"Ah Cheng..."

Li Fan's voice was frozen hard, and when he opened his mouth, he couldn't remember what he wanted to say.

"what's up?"

"..."

"Why don't you talk? The company still has something to do, I'll hang up first..."

"Wait, that... I..."

As soon as he heard that Han Sheng was about to hang up, Li Fan immediately interrupted him stammeringly.He desperately thought about what he should say, and quickly recalled the big and small things that happened recently in his mind, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration.

"That... that, Ah Cheng, I have something to discuss with you. Can you be free on the seventh of next month?"

"The seventh of next month? This...the company has been very busy recently, is there any work to discuss?"

"No... no, just, um... I have a birthday on the [-]th of next month, and I want to go out with you for a day, I just think we haven't gone out for a long time, um, well, it's okay if you're busy... ..."

There was silence on the phone for a while.

"Really, I'll just ask casually, if it doesn't work, then..."

Before Li Fan finished speaking, Han Sheng's voice came faintly from the other end of the phone.

"No. [-], right? You can arrange it."

"Huh? Really, really? Well, well...thank you!"

"I have nothing else to do, I'll hang up first."

"and many more,"

When Li Fan was in a hurry, his voice was a little loud, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed.He took a deep breath and finally summoned up his courage:

"You, try to come back to sleep, no matter how busy you are, you should pay attention to rest."

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Li Fan dragged his frozen body back to the living room, paralyzed himself on the sofa, and looked up at the ceiling.The light was a bit dazzling, he put an arm over his eyes, and suddenly smiled helplessly.

What stupid things did I do, why did I look like a startled little daughter-in-law...

After a while, he turned over and curled himself up on the sofa with his head buried deep in his arms.

Han Sheng really came back in the middle of the night that day. He must have been very tired. He took a quick shower and then lay down under the covers.Although Li Fan fell asleep very early, he never fell asleep.Hearing Han Sheng's breathing gradually stabilized, he reached out and secretly held the familiar corner of his clothes before he began to dream in a daze.

Fortunately, he hasn't left yet.

Fortunately, he is still there.