he has a clean freak

The new music album is progressing rapidly. After Liang Songying finished recording the last song and delivered it, she finally fulfilled the contract with Yuhuang and finally gave fans an explanation. As for the follow-up production, release, and promotion, all will be handled by Yuhuang .

At this point, he officially became a vagrant.

On the night when he was just beginning to cook, he worked in the kitchen for more than an hour before serving the food.Yan Wangxiao was originally stretched out on the sofa as a dead body, so tired that his back ached.When she smelled the aroma, she jumped up. After washing her hands, she sat at the dining table and watched Liang Songying put the food on the table one after another.

First of all, there is a soup nest of oyster mushroom chicken soup, and Yan Wangxiao helps to serve the soup with bowls and chopsticks.

Then there is a plate of green onion and delicate blanched broccoli. If you look carefully, you can see that it is sprinkled with finely chopped salt flowers.

Then there were two plates of chicken chop, topped with steaming black pepper sauce, one for Yan Wangxiao and one for Liang Songying.

The last pot of rice, a pot of noodles, and a plate of dumplings were neatly placed on the checkered tablecloth.

"I give you a score of 90. Is it really your first time cooking?" Yan Wangxiao exclaimed.

"I seem to have a bit of culinary talent." Liang Songying smiled, "Following the recipe is so easy."

Yan Wangxiao took a sip of the chicken soup, "It's very fresh and sweet." Stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of broccoli, "Crispy and tender, light." The two chicken chops on the plate had been cut into small pieces, "The chicken chops were not fried enough, and the chicken skin was still very tender. Tender, not very fragrant. Why does the taste of this black pepper sauce sound like a familiar recipe?" He looked at Liang Songying.

Liang Songying said "Oh", "It's troublesome to make black pepper juice, so let the... hotel kitchen deliver a bottle. After heating, grind some black peppercorns and throw it in, and add chili powder to make it more spicy to suit you." Taste, that's what it tastes like when it comes out."

Yan Wangxiao tried another dumpling, "It's delicious."

Liang Songying also started to move her chopsticks, "The hotel, quick-frozen."

Yan Wangxiao filled a bowl of noodles and sprinkled chili, "Familiar recipe, familiar taste."

Liang Songying put a piece of broccoli into his bowl, "I'm sorry, I really don't know how to roll noodles to make dumpling wrappers. I can't master the ratio of flour to water, the time to ferment and wake up the dough. Learn slowly."

Yan Wangxiao ate hot peppers and said, "It's okay, we have plenty of time, as long as you don't deliberately ignore me."

"how come?"

Yan Wangxiao ate all the vegetables and dumplings that Liang Songying brought him.After finishing a pot of noodles, and helping Liang Songying with the leftovers, my stomach was full.After the meal, he walks around the living room at a slow speed to exercise and digest, listen to the news on TV, occasionally glance at the picture, and more often watch the people washing dishes in the kitchen.

Liang Songying has a good standing posture, her feet are one in front of one and the other behind her, her back is straight, she wears a black turtleneck sweater, and a pair of dark black slacks on her lower body. She is dressed in a simple outfit, but they are all expensive and low-key famous brands, and any item costs tens of thousands 10,000+ start, plus his good temperament, Yan Wangxiao looked over from the door, the picture is very eye-catching.He thought Liang Songying was very beautiful.

In fact, he is not the only one who thinks that anyone who has seen Liang Songying with his own eyes either thinks he is handsome, or thinks that he is well-dressed and exquisite. It is recognized in the circle, and the title of "Top Ten Outstanding People in City Y" is also true.

He walked in this well-decorated apartment, admiring Liang Songying's careful design.Liang Songying calls himself an artist and has his own set of aesthetic standards. The design of the apartment, from color to line, to wallpaper, furniture material, shape, history, and feel, all synthesized his aesthetic interest.For example, the champagne-colored wallpaper in the living room is painted with a huge and complete scene painting. Liang Songying specially asked someone to ask a painter he loves to paint. The painter was dissatisfied with the color of the paper. Liang Songying ran everywhere City Y.For example, in order to match the black and white tone of the piano and chairs in the piano room, when he visited Europe to participate in an exhibition, he brought back a chair with a long history. The chair has a square surface and a black checkered back. It is taller than Liang Songying himself. He said it cost X million, but Yan Wangxiao saw that cultural relic chair set up next to the piano. Liang Songying had never sat on it a few times, but he kept asking him to sit on it, as if he was very satisfied with the chair, and told him about the chair in detail History……

Yan Wangxiao lives in an artist's apartment, with admiration in his eyes and satisfaction in his heart.

He walked to the refrigerator and rummaged through it, looking for some fruit to eat, and asked loudly, "Liang Songying, are you going to the supermarket later?"

"buy what?"

"fruit!"

"Okay, after I wash the dishes."

Liang Songying was busy in the kitchen. After she came out, she wiped her hands, checked the messages on her mobile phone and replied to her friends. While putting on her coat and changing her shoes and socks, she said to Yan Wangxiao, "I'll buy some fruit you want."

Yan Wangxiao also went to get his coat, and went to the door to change his shoes, "I'll go too."

Liang Songying paused, "Tonight, let's go together... is it okay?"

"If you are discovered, say hello to our brothers, come to your house to chat, there are endless topics to talk about, and stay overnight."

"Oh, then find an opportunity to tell reporters that we are mutual confidants."

"Let the reporter mention you first."

"If you directly say that you admire my musical talent, the reporter will know how to ask."

Yan Wangxiao scratched his face, "I pinch how thick it is."

Liang Songying smiled and avoided.

The two talked and laughed and went out.

After leaving the community and walking on a tree-lined sidewalk, Liang Songying pulled the long scarf, put half of it on Yan Wangxiao's shoulders, wrapped it around his neck, and gave the whole scarf away.He put on a pair of thick cotton socks on his hands, and breathed with his palms against his mouth, warming his cold face.

Yan Wangxiao wore a V-neck sweater and a jacket, with his neck and a small piece of chest exposed, and he walked very smartly with his hands in his pockets.He stretched out a hand to touch Liang Songying's cheek, and asked, "Is it so cold?"

There was a warm touch on the face.

Liang Songying said: "The winter in the south is very short, and sometimes it is warm. During the Chinese New Year, I only wear a pair of ordinary long-sleeved trousers. When the weather is good, I can see people wearing short-sleeved shorts on the street. In our place, it is 7 or 8 in winter. It's unbearably cold." He hissed coldly, "It's a few degrees below zero now."

"Then you still go out?"

"Didn't you want to eat fruit?"

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have taken you out for a walk. I saw that you were so resistant to the cold at the beach that day, and you insisted on being romantic."

"Walking? How about giving you a rope?"

Yan Wangxiao took off the scarf and put it back around his neck wearing a turtleneck sweater, "Don't tell me, it's not a rope." Wrap it around twice, then grab the tail and shake it.

Liang Songying looked down at his masterpiece, "..." It was so ugly.

Walking to a nearby shopping mall, there are more people.

They walked in the crowd and attracted a lot of attention.Not to mention the tall and handsome appearance, the clothes are also very good and eye-catching, which gives people a kind of aura pressure.Liang Songying put on a mask and pulled up a scarf to cover the lower half of her face.He is wearing a pair of black trousers, a high-necked black sweater inside, a light gray V-shaped casual suit with buttons buttoned up, and a thick brown woolen coat on the outside to keep warm, stylish and handsome.Yan Wangxiao's clothes are completely custom-made by people who spend money on them. Judging from the materials, they feel that they are extremely expensive, stylish and stylish.He wears sunglasses, walks with his chin slightly raised, and puts his pockets in his pockets, very airy.

It doesn't look cool and handsome in the pocket.

Liang Songying was also in his pocket, but he had a gentle expression, with a smile on his mouth, and shining eyes. With his pockets on, he looked gentle and gentle like a big brother next door, still amiable and approachable.

Take the escalator to the Wal-Mart on the second floor and take a small cart.Liang Songying pushed the cart away, and asked Yan Wangxiao who was following behind, "Aside from fruits, what else do you buy?"

"Let's go for a walk and buy whatever you see."

Liang Songying nodded, "You go ahead, I'll follow you, throw in what you want to buy."

Yan Wangxiao casually walked into a shelf, looked back, and sure enough, Liang Songying followed.But I heard him say, "It's better not to buy too much. If you don't drive here, it's too heavy to carry back with your hands."

"I'll bring it up."

"Thank you, strong man."

"I asked strong man Song Li to drive to pick it up."

"Don't bother people, what time is it now?"

"He works all day, I made it clear to him at the beginning."

Liang Songying didn't speak anymore, she deserved to be paid for work, and if she got more money, she would work more.They walked into the shelf selling paper towels, Liang Songying looked around, looking for the brand of daily use, he turned to look for the other shelf, and suddenly saw a pair of eyes flashing behind the shelf.He was taken aback, fearing that the reporter would be following him, he peeled away a stack of tissues and looked around, only to see the back of a man with his head down and the brim of his hat hurriedly leaving.

He couldn't help but wondered, and looked for the hard box of paper he wanted again.

"A reporter may have spotted us." Liang Songying said in a low voice.

Yan Wangxiao looked around for a few times, and there was nothing unusual. The current paparazzi must have practiced clairvoyance, invisibility, and flying into the sky.

The two went directly to buy some fruit and then left.

Back at the apartment, Liang Songying returned to the embrace of the heater, and felt alive.After taking a hot bath for half an hour, I came out with a body full of heat, wiped the wet hair roots with a dry towel, and then poured it into the bed, covered with a quilt to hibernate.Yan Wangxiao also finished washing, sat at the end of the bed, and asked him something serious:

"The album matter is about to be settled, which record company do you plan to sign to?"

Liang Songying stomped on him and said with a smile, "Do you want me to enter Glory?"

Yan Wangxiao wiped his wet and dripping short hair, "Yeah, I really want to, is it not good to be in a company with me? There are many benefits, and I will list them for you. First of all, going in and out of the company together will not arouse much suspicion, and we can declare that we are colleagues. Colleagues again. Secondly, being suspected of being too close as colleagues can explain that we are still good friends and exchange experiences together. Finally, we can participate in many activities together, and spend more time together openly. If you sign another company, oh, HK’s Don't even think about it, anyway, in City Y, different companies are separated by distance, so there are fewer chances to meet each other. Everyone will be very busy at work, how many times can we meet?"

His words were not mixed with the slightest interest of the company, and he purely considered the relationship between the two.

Liang Songying smiled, "It's not impossible to sign Rongguang. I have a condition. I'm going to change the style of my previous songs, sing some hot, dancing and dynamic songs, and at the same time change my image to broaden the way and possibilities of singing. You, or Rongguang, can agree ?"

Yan Wangxiao roughly brushed his hair a few times, climbed onto the bed and looked at him, "You can do whatever you want, as long as I can help you. But don't regret making a decision, no matter success or failure, I will be with you You are together."

Liang Songying stared at him.He repeated these two sentences in his mind, memorizing them verbatim.Suddenly he was grateful to the sky, when he was no longer young, he still met someone who could deliver his sincerity, and the other party also liked him and returned his sincerity. If "I will be with you" is added with a deadline, "until I grow old", it can be called perfect.

Yan Wangxiao acted swiftly, and on the afternoon of the second day, Rong Guang notified Liang Songying to sign a contract for an interview time, which was set on the second Monday after the year.

When Liang Songying has free time these two days, she browses through the things Yan Wangxiao has collected, the movies, TV dramas, commercials, programs, interviews he has participated in before, and a thick stack of newspapers and magazines about Yan Wangxiao, and plans to read them in two days .

On December 26, Yan Wangxiao came back very early.I brought back a birthday cake and put it in the freezer.Song Li also came along, helped buy the dishes Yan Wangxiao ordered, put them on the kitchen counter, said happy birthday and left.

Yan Wangxiao cooks himself and prepares a big meal.

Liang Songying opened the science and education station's natural wild program that had been missed for many days.

He sat cross-legged on the sofa, eating snacks, and found that this show didn't have the same feeling as when he watched it before.It is still the cruel competition for survival in the animal world. The strange habits of animals are sometimes magical and sometimes bloody.He saw a boa constrictor swallow a puppy.

Pick up the remote and tune to the news station.

Maybe there is love in my heart, tenderness hidden in my eyes, I am becoming less and less able to see those cruel things, and I am more inclined to resonate beautifully with the world.In this room, there was another person's breath and traces of life, and he didn't want to be too pessimistic.

When it was close to midnight, Yan Wangxiao took out the cake, turned off the headlights, turned on the small orange light, let Liang Songying sit down on the sofa, and inserted a fireworks candle by himself.Yan Wangxiao sat next to him, looking down at his watch, counting down.

Liang Songying squeezed the lighter, and when Yan Wangxiao counted to 0, lit the fireworks and candles, and a bunch of sparks exploded.In those few seconds, Yan Wangxiao sang the birthday song, he watched the fireworks with a smile, and then when they were almost extinguished, he wrapped his arms around Yan Wangxiao and kissed his forehead.

The cake remained on the table uneaten.

Liang Songying turned her cell phone to silent, and kept receiving birthday wishes from her friends at zero o'clock, but after waiting for a while, they found that Liang Songying didn't reply immediately like in previous years.After Jiang Xuesu sent a text message, he dialed him directly as usual, but no one answered.

In the middle of the night, Yan Wangxiao was suddenly awakened by a nightmare. After he calmed down, he fell asleep. When he turned on his phone, he found several new text messages and a missed call from Ye Xin.In the text message, Zhou Bei said that Ye Yang committed suicide by cutting his wrist in the bathtub at home in the early morning.He suddenly turned his head and lowered his eyes to look at the side. He couldn't see Liang Songying's face clearly, and reached out to touch it, his palm was warm.