drink moonlight alone

The dinner party was finally set on the weekend, and the place was chosen for several days because of different tastes. In the end, Zhou Qingyan made a final decision and decided to eat at Zhou Weiyue's house.He even called Zhou Weiyue for his opinion on this. After all, he made such a decision arbitrarily and hadn't asked the owner of the house for his opinion.

At that time, Zhou Weiyue was on a business trip in a neighboring city, so she could only say aggrievedly on the phone that it was clearly Zhou Qingyan's home, and there was no need to ask for his opinion.After hanging up the phone, Zhou Qingyan leaned his head back on the office chair, touched a cigarette, and held it in his hand but didn't light it.He squinted his eyes lazily, listening to the rustling of fallen leaves blown by the wind outside the window, his thoughts drifted away, and he unconsciously remembered the days when he was in college and research institute. .

After reuniting with Zhou Weiyue and being together, he spent less time thinking about tobacco. The addiction at the beginning seemed to be just a temporary illusion, or it should be that he found another substitute that made him addicted.No, it should be that cigarettes are a substitute, every puff is a yearning.

I also remembered that I was always nagging Zhou Weiyue to smoke less, but I never found out his original intention of getting into tobacco—maybe the two of them have always been on the same page.

The two spent an unusually leisurely morning on the weekend.Zhou Qingyan was woken up by the sound of the cat scratching the door. Zhou Weiyue was half asleep and half awake, and said in a daze to let him sleep for a while and feed the cat by himself, but he was already awake, and he might fall asleep again when he went back to the cage. It was three poles high in the sun, so Zhou Qingyan didn't agree, and slowly asked Zhou Weiyue to sleep for a while, while stepping on slippers, he held the cat in his arms, and poured cat food for it while listening to its scolding mews.

Zhou Weiyue yawned and pushed open the door after Zhou Qingyan removed the blood from the big bones of the cow. It became colder and colder in autumn, but he still habitually relied on the air conditioner in the house to keep his upper body naked.Zhou Qingyan glanced back, then quickly withdrew his gaze, muttering do not look at evil from the bottom of his heart, and started nagging, "Go and put on your clothes, you may catch a cold later."

Zhou Weiyue said "No", and said yes obediently, but she didn't hear the sound of him stepping on the slippers. Instead, her waist tightened, and her back immediately touched her warm body.Only through his own pajamas, he could even feel the ups and downs of his abdominal muscles deeply, Zhou Qingyan's ears turned red, and he gave him a look, "Don't make trouble, I have to have dinner with Jian Rong and the others tonight."

"Can't you?"

"No."

"Oh." Zhou Weiyue pursed her lips, and after pecking at Zhou Qingyan's ear, she let go of her arms around Zhou Qingyan, turned around and walked to the room, apparently to get dressed.Only then did Zhou Qingyan turn her head and look at his back, which had not been completely hidden by the corner of the wall. His muscular back was covered with criss-crossing red marks, which were so ambiguous that no need to think about it. Just by looking at him, he knew the redness of last night. How Yinghui is in the tent spring night.

The hot pot for dinner was served by Zhou Qingyan and Zhou Weiyue in a division of labor. Although Zhou Weiyue always said that he was lacking in cooking skills, he was a veterinarian after all. He was so good at knives that Zhou Qingyan watched him open up the old hen When I was in my belly, I suddenly felt that it was a scene of its own.

After the beef bone and chicken bone are hung in the soup, the froth is skimmed off, and the flavor-enhancing medicinal materials such as Codonopsis, goji berry, onion, ginger, and garlic can be added to the pot and simmered.The red pot is more labor-intensive. You must first mix the nine seasonings of watercress, green onions, ginger, fermented glutinous rice, white wine, garlic, crushed rice and jalapenos, and tempeh rock sugar. Add butter to the other pot to boil, and then add salad oil. Burn to seventy to eighty percent hot.

Use a spoon to scoop the oil onto the evenly mixed watercress, and you need to stir while pouring the oil to prevent the watercress from scorching. When the hot pepper is hot, use high heat to fry it. When the oil boils, switch to low fire to cook it.Therefore, when Zhou Qingyan put all his energy on Zhou Weiyue's favorite red pot soup base, the heavy responsibility of preparing other side dishes of the shabu-shabu naturally fell into Zhou Weiyue's hands.

Being busy is not really busy. In the final analysis, being with someone you like, even if you just watch Douban low-scoring movies in a daze, is worth a thousand dollars.

When Jian Rong and Fu Liexing rang the doorbell, Zhou Qingyan happened to put the mandarin duck pot on the dining table, wiped his hand with the remaining water on the apron hastily, and went to answer the door for them, "Ah, welcome."

"Excuse me." Fu Liexing nodded politely, and motioned Jian Rong to hand over the gift to Zhou Qingyan.

"Here, I don't know what to buy, so I bought some wine." Jian Rong took off her shoes unceremoniously and put them in the entrance, sniffing the tip of her nose and sniffing the scent, "Ah, it smells so good! I'm so hungry! Qingyan, what are we doing?" Time to eat!"

"Wait until everyone arrives."

Zhou Qingyan raised his hand to take the packing bag from Jian Rong, and was about to carry them in, when Jian Rong caught off guard and grabbed his left hand, staring blankly at the low-key silver ring on his ring finger After a while, Jian Rong let out a sigh of regret, pouted her mouth and said pitifully, "Hey."

"What's wrong?" Fu Liexing and Zhou Qingyan asked in unison.

"My family's cabbage," Jian Rong glared at Zhou Qingyan angrily, "I was in a hurry to get kicked by a pig!"

Zhou Qingyan understood, and thought it was funny, just about to pat Jian Rong's head to show comfort, when his wrist was grabbed from behind.Zhou Weiyue was wrapped in an apron that was exactly the same as him, but with a different color, holding a plate of freshly cut fish fillets and said nonchalantly, "It's not from your family."

"Huh?" Jian Rong was stunned.

"It belongs to my family."

"Damn!" Jian Rong smacked his mouth and tasted that after being stuffed with a mouthful of dog food, he almost wanted to scream to the sky.

Zhou Qingyan smiled, and unexpectedly did not refute, but said calmly, "Yes, my brother, my lover, we will kiss each other even more."

After a dinner with six people and two unfamiliar faces, Zhou Qingyan raised his glass and introduced Yan Ruoguang and Chen Yan to Jian Rong.Although it was the first time they met each other, they still had some friendship with each other, and the embarrassment could only be dispelled by a glass or two of wine.The hot pot was bubbling and the white smoke was curling up. The group of people talked about Zhou Qingyan and Zhou Weiyue's unrequited secret love. Only after mentioning this did they realize that the relatives and friends of both sides recognized their mutual feelings for each other. The two parties, going around for 12 years, finally achieved a positive result after suffering a lot of pain. No matter what, it is still embarrassing.

"When you were in college, didn't you always inquire about Weiyue abroad?" When Chen Yan talked about it, his tone was tainted with a smile, "Since then, he seems to have taken the wrong medicine. , an iceberg who valued privacy at first, suddenly began to tell the whole world his likes and dislikes."

Fu Liexing boiled a piece of fat beef, wrapped it in sesame oil and minced garlic, and put it in a Jian Rong bowl, "I remember this, the suitor even went to the private restaurant he likes to eat to learn how to cook, which made the boss very angry .”

Zhou Qingyan listened carefully, her eyes softened involuntarily. At that time, the client was already drunk, his face was sickly red, and he was lying on the table with his eyes closed, not knowing what to mutter.Zhou Qingyan raised her hand to help him take away the glasses that were crooked on his face, folded the temples and put them aside, and took two sips of the wine he hadn't finished yet.

"What is this?" Seeing that Zhou Weiyue was confused, Yan Ruoguang also joined the ranks of dismantling the stage, "Zhou Weiyue began to fiercely ask me to stay away from Qingyan when she was a teenager. The conscience of heaven and earth, that posture, as if I stole He looks like seventy-eight million."

"Hahahaha! I understand!"

"However, it is probably the luckiest thing for lovers to get married in the end." Chen Yan raised his glass, and clinked with Zhou Qingyan, "Do your parents know?"

Zhou Qingyan raised his glass and drank it all, nodded, "I know."

"Our family, Qingyan, is an idiot. When I found out that I liked Zhou Weiyue, I told my uncle and aunt, and was sent abroad." Jian Rong raised her eyebrows, "Now that my uncle and aunt know that you are together, how do you react?"

"That's it. My dad never accepted it. Later, when grandma passed away, it seemed that he also looked away."

Jian Rong asked again: "Oh, it's strange. Didn't you and Zhou Weiyue force you and Zhou Weiyue with a knife to pass on the whole child to the Zhou family?"

"What age is it?" Chen Yan slumped on the chair lazily, interjected with a sneer.

"Yes, even if there is, Weiyue and I will not agree." Zhou Qingyan picked up the wine bottle, poured new wine into his empty glass, raised his hand and rubbed the rim of the glass with his fingertips full of water, "Surrogacy is a thing. I want him more than a child, so if I choose this path, I don't have the right to let innocent women pay for our choice."

"You're right." Yan Ruoguang nodded appreciatively, and raised his wine glass towards the center of the table, "Your respect is magnanimous."

Jian Rong said: "Respect the barbaric growth of love."

After drinking for three rounds, it was a mess again. This time, Fu Liexing was worried about Jian Rong so he didn't drink too much. He walked like a breeze, and he was able to bring Jian Rong home safely. Zhou Qingyan didn't care about that. Don't worry, it's Yan Ruoguang instead.He was the one who drank the most, and he was the one who was as drunk as Zhou Weiyue. Zhou Qingyan smiled helplessly at Chen Yan, who didn't change his face, "Let him stay here."

Chen Yan shook his coat, hung it on his arm, and asked unintentionally, "Where does he live?"

"Hundred Flower Courtyard."

"Ah, coincidentally, my family lives in the neighborhood next door, so why don't you just pick him up? Does he have his key, door card or something?"

Zhou Qingyan raised her eyebrows playfully, and glanced at Yan Ruoguang, "I won't trouble you."

Chen Yan smiled mysteriously, leaned forward and whispered to Zhou Qingyan, "I just don't want him to disturb the two-person world between you and Weiyue."

"Where is the world of two people?" Zhou Qingyan sneered, "Weiyue was so drunk that he passed out."

Unexpectedly, when Chen Yan heard the words, he hesitated to speak and glanced at Zhou Weiyue who was lying motionless on the table, his eyes were complicated and silent.Zhou Qingyan felt uncomfortable being watched by him, and his eyes wandered for a while, "You...do you have something to say?"

Chen Yan let out a "hmm", and moved closer to Zhou Qingyan anxiously and cautiously.

"Weiyue was a legendary drinker when he was in college. His famous deed was that after two days and two nights of drinking, he went to the playground refreshed and ran a few kilometers. Don't ask me why I know, anyway, I Guaranteed in the name of my straight man, he is not drunk, not only not drunk, but nine times out of ten he is still very sober."