Little mortals' dreams come true

This cooperation with Lu's is indeed a rare opportunity in a century for Wansheng.Soon after the class reunion, Wansheng established a team dedicated to escorting this cooperation, and the company was very busy.Several times, Li Fan went over with afternoon tea, everyone who could stop to play tricks and gossip with him before, now they are sorting out the materials while stuffing two bites of cake into their mouths, sometimes even the coffee is cold It was too late to drink.

Han Sheng was even busier. Although he had the friendship of old classmates as the foundation, business was business, and there was no shortage of entertainment that should be had.Lu Qiu grew up under the influence of the family business. He behaved like an old-school businessman, and he especially liked the smooth communication in the wine shop.The strong wine was poured down cup by cup, and his heart was burning hot, so he had something to talk about.

In order to express his sincerity, Han Sheng will go to every meeting in person.Lu Qiu also seemed to like drinking with Han Sheng quite a bit, and besides entertainment, he often invited Han Sheng in his own name.For Lu Qiu, some gatherings might just be recreational activities between old classmates, chatting about random things.But Han Sheng didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, he put the burden of Wansheng on his shoulders, any wrong step could bring ruin.

Han Sheng hasn't come back for dinner for nearly a week, but Li Fan will still prepare meals and so on.However, the ones who waited were often people who came back smelling of alcohol and were too tired to keep their eyes open.Li Fan had no appetite alone, and most of the cold food on the table was thrown away in the end.

While Li Fan felt deep contempt for his behavior of wasting food, he was always worried that he would not be prepared when Han Sheng came back, so he still put in all his effort to prepare the meals.Every time I throw away the leftovers, my personality is so entangled that it almost splits into two.

The snow melted last night, and the temperature was very low at night. Li Fan woke up with a cold in the morning, and was dizzy all day long.When I got home from get off work, my whole body was so weak that I couldn't get up as if I was stuck on the sofa.Thinking that Han Sheng didn't go home for dinner these days, and probably won't be back today, Li Fan gave up struggling, and simply closed his eyes in a daze.

When he heard the sound of the door opening, Li Fan was still a little confused. He didn't get up until Han Sheng came in, his face full of black lines.What kind of luck is it for me to be lazy once in so many days and get hit right.

However, more is still happy.After all, the two hadn't eaten together for a long time.The tiny time before, it seems like it was stolen.

As soon as he was in a good mood, his body became lighter and his tone of voice rose slightly:

"Ah Cheng, you came back early today!"

Han Sheng rummaged in the desk drawer, took out a file bag and put it in his briefcase.

"I forgot the document here last time, and I have to show it to Lu Qiu later."

Le Fan was a little discouraged immediately, and said:

"Should I still go out to drink tonight? Why is it so hard, it makes me feel bad..."

Han Sheng frowned and said:

"Entertainment is normal, and it's not hard work. Today's appointment is quite late. Have you eaten yet? I'll eat something to fill my belly before going."

"Ah, no, no, it's time to cushion first, or my stomach can't take it, I'll do it right away, you sit and rest for a while."

The soreness on Li Fan's body was swept away, and he immediately ran towards the kitchen in high spirits.

"Just keep it simple, there's not much time."

"Okay, okay, just sit down, I'll be soon... Uh, there's still yogurt in the refrigerator, do you want it?"

Li Fan originally wanted to pour Han Sheng a glass of water first, but when he heard that there was not much time, he hurriedly started preparing dishes, but his heart stopped on the people in the living room and he couldn't take it back. He was always worried that something was not done well enough.

Han Sheng didn't answer, Li Fan thought he didn't want it, so he kept quiet and concentrated on washing the vegetables.After a while, Han Sheng came into the kitchen by himself.

In the past, Li Fan prepared the dishes in advance and served them on the table as soon as Han Sheng came back.Sometimes Han Sheng came back earlier and sat in the living room waiting, whether it was drinks or fruits, they were all placed on the table in the living room early.It can be said that after Li Fan's hand recovered, Han Sheng basically never stepped into the kitchen again.Therefore, Li Fan has never cooked under Han Sheng's nose.

When the sliding door of the kitchen was slid open, Li Fan gave birth to a shyness like a new daughter-in-law whose hijab was lifted.

"Uh, that, I cooked the braised noodles, this one is faster..."

Han Sheng didn't say anything, just opened the refrigerator door, and he realized that Han Sheng was here to get yogurt.It seemed that Han Sheng was indeed a little hungry, and Li Fan unconsciously accelerated his movements.

"Have shrimp dumplings? Let's heat this up too, I'm a little craving."

Li Fan was shaking his hands holding the seasoning spoon, because there was too much salt in one of the soup bowls.What Han Sheng was talking about was the shrimp dumpling that he had frozen in the refrigerator that day, and he almost forgot about it himself.After so long, he might not be able to eat anymore. Just as Li Fan wanted to explain, Han Sheng pushed the door and went out when he was stunned.

Li Fan took out those shrimp dumplings and sniffed them carefully, no spoilage.He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and didn't know how to explain it. After hesitating for a moment, he sighed helplessly and heated it up anyway.

The pasta is quick to make, and the shrimp dumplings are already cooked, so it doesn't take much time to heat them up.Soon, the hot noodles were served on the table. The bright red tomato and the bright yellow egg greatly increased the appetite.However, that plate of shrimp dumplings had been frozen in the cold, after all, it had lost its original crystal clearness.

Li Fan put the bowl of noodles with extra salt on his side, arranged the chopsticks and spoons, and then went to the living room to wake up Han Sheng who was dozing off.

Han Sheng sat at the dining table, loosened his tie, took a big mouthful of noodles with chopsticks.Han Sheng seldom praised Li Fan's dishes, but Li Fan didn't mind. He only needed to see if Han Sheng's brows relaxed a little, and he would know whether it was to his taste.

Li Fan peeked at Han Sheng through the hot steam of the noodle soup. Han Sheng was so tired recently that his eyes were bloodshot.At this moment, the tie was loosened, and his face looked even more tired.His heart throbbed faintly, and he hated how he couldn't be stronger to help Han Sheng more at work.However, seeing Han Sheng burying his head in eating the noodles, Li Fan felt sweet again.

To be able to cook a bowl of stomach-warming noodle soup for his lover when he was tired, and watch him eat it in front of him, this kind of life used to only appear in Li Fan's dreams.What's more, the other party is Han Sheng, the person he has looked up to all the way, such a scene, even dreaming is a luxury.

Han Sheng took a sip of the soup and extended his chopsticks to the plate of shrimp dumplings.He picked up one and chewed it in his mouth, frowned slightly, and said:

"Which shop did you buy the shrimp dumplings from? They are so stale, so don't buy them from his house in the future."

"Uh... oh, I see."

Li Fan responded with a guilty conscience, stuffed a mouthful of noodles into his mouth in a panic, and suddenly screamed that something was wrong.He tried his best not to spit back the noodles in his mouth, but his face turned red.

This salt is really too much, it is so salty that it makes my heart feel bitter.

Probably Han Sheng was really hungry, he ate up his bowl of noodles, and even the plate of stale shrimp dumplings went into his stomach alone.Li Fan looked at the empty plate, his heart was full.

Li Fan has been observing carefully, and finally he is relieved.Regarding the plate of shrimp dumplings, Han Sheng didn't have any memory-related expressions on his face.

Perhaps, the matter of Song Dongdong is really over.

Perhaps, Han Sheng has really let go.

The person who has always been a prisoner is actually the one who worries about gains and losses.

For a moment, he thought, maybe, this little bit of happiness can really last forever?

That would be great.