When the wind of rebirth blows again

The rapid development of culinary art must be the cumulative result of quantitative change to qualitative change.

From seven meals a day to three normal meals a day, Jun Yiyan's culinary skills have achieved a triple jump in less than a month.

Behind the success is the price of countless bitterness.

One night, Jun Yiyan took a shower, solemnly looked left and right at himself in the mirror, and then leaned closer and weighed his face back and forth.

The brows that were gathered together became tighter and tighter.

Lu Feitong sat on the ground on the bed, cross-legged and played games with his laptop.

The eyes are fixed on the screen, and the play is concentrated.

Jun Yiyan snorted lightly, not surprised, wiped his hair and sat down next to him, and turned on the TV.

It’s no surprise now that at the beginning, he was so shocked that his eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

In my impression, Lu Feitong seems to have never had any entertainment, except for reading and studying. He has an iceberg face but is polite and polite to others. He is a bookworm.

Obviously able to play and race cars, but for that inexplicable goal, the teenagers live like tens of years, like an ascetic who imprisoned himself, one password and one action.

Although he called that a plan.

During this month of getting along, Jun Yiyan was surprised to find that he sleeps in bed, speaks dirty words, is picky eaters, likes to eat snacks, and... even plays computer games.

Although it is for safety reasons, Lu Feitong himself has no objection to staying at home. He sleeps until he wakes up naturally every day. The hard-working Chef Jun has already prepared a nutritious meal. Sometimes I even do nothing, just close my eyes and rest on the balcony lounge chair all afternoon.

Jun Yiyan was originally a person who couldn’t sit for 3 minutes with a long nail on his buttocks, but because it was him, he patiently stayed with him at the house, living with him, with daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, and his lover. see each other.

I really only wish that this world will be stable and the years will be quiet.

Afraid of boring him, Jun Yiyan asked worriedly if he would be bored?

Lu Feitong looked far away, paused for a while before saying, it is a blessing to be able to live so simply until death.

He was originally a taut clockwork, but now he suddenly relaxed.

Jun had no way to refute, but felt a sudden discomfort in his heart.

Going back and forth and changing more than 60 channels from beginning to end several times, Jun Yiyan threw the snacks in front of him in boredom, and leaned over to look at his computer.

Jun Yiyan has done a lot of work in selecting categories for teaching him how to play games.Online gamers are mixed, addictive and time-consuming, and in a good two-person world, he naturally wouldn't do such unsightly things to embarrass himself.

So I got a bunch of stand-alone games.

I thought that a young man at this age would like CS, Need for Speed ​​and other passionate competitive games, but he curled his lips and said that it was boring after a glance. Instead, he was quite addicted to some role-playing plot games.

He is currently playing Legend of Sword and Fairy III, which is very exciting. He almost stayed up all night last night, but Jun Yiyan forcibly turned off the computer and dragged him to sleep.

Jun Yiyan played this game several times, and knew all the plot behind it; there were no good programs on TV, and he felt bored all of a sudden, smelling the refreshing fragrance from Feitong's body after bathing, he couldn't help but dream about it.

After calling a few times, there was no response, Jun Yiyan gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction, and forced his face into someone's sight.

"Hey, look at my face, look at my face..."

Lu Feitong wiped out a few enchanting little monsters, and took time out of his busy schedule to glance at him, not knowing why.

Seeing that he was about to get addicted to games and ignore him again, Jun Yiyan scolded in a deep voice, "Playing with things and losing one's mind!"

"It's not what you said that games are relaxing and good for physical and mental health." He didn't even look up.

Sedum's fire spells are full, and she can learn to synthesize dual-attribute skills...

Unwilling to be ignored, Jun Yiyan acted like a bully, and forced his face away.

"Honey, please give me a look, look at me."

"What?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Look, is my face all swollen?"

"..."

Lu Feitong thought there was something wrong with him, so he really inspected the porcelain skin carefully. Hearing this, he immediately understood that this was someone trying to play some new trick.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed the copper-skinned and iron-framed face, and dropped the four words - sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, and continued to beat his own little monster.

"What are you pointing, you're talking nonsense with your eyes open!" Jun Yiyan reached out to close his notebook, pointed at his face and shouted: "Look, look, it's all swollen and rounded. I I can barely recognize myself in the mirror!"

He narrowed his eyes, but he didn't see any difference. He was anxious to know the plot of the game, so he could only comfort him casually: "It's not that exaggerated. It might be caused by the seven meals a day ago. You need to exercise more."

This is what you've been waiting for!

Jun Yiyan threw the laptop far away, and Lu Feitong called out: "—I haven't saved my progress yet."

"The two of us should save our progress. It's our honeymoon, you're messing around." A certain person kept moving his hands and complained with resentment on his face. "You see that your face has turned pale recently, and your energy and blood are swollen. You must 'exercise' more!"

Full of warmth and lust, he brazenly said high-sounding words, and walked back and forth on the body of the man under him with his hands.

In fact, compared to before, Lu Feitong's attitude is much better, but Jun Yiyan really doesn't have the courage to act like a beast, singing every night.

Lu Feitong grabbed his destructive hand, gasped for breath, as if he wanted to prove something, and asked hesitantly, "You...do you feel that my body is very hot?"

hot?

"...Are you burning with lust?" Jun Yiyan was aroused with high interest, he answered vaguely, and squeezed in as he knew the way, "Me too, I was about to be burned to death by you."

……

The TV screen was flickering, the screens of entertainment news were changing rapidly, fast food culture, even the host's speech was like firing a machine gun, rushing to broadcast some scandals and gossips that were not first-line stars.

Artist Fu Weitong, who just released his first solo EP, suddenly announced recently that he will stop all performing arts activities, leave the entertainment industry for a while, and go abroad to study abroad to recharge his batteries.

Artists fight for exposure and concentration. Even if they are self-defeating scandals, they have to fight for the page. Many famous stars still enjoy appearing in the public eye in various ways to attract attention. Studying abroad is simply self-destructive stardom, and the entertainment industry is never short of newcomers who are trying their best to fight for the top.The corner of the young female anchor's lips curled up, as if there was a trace of regret, but in an instant, the corners of her lips curled up again, and the next news came out with a smile.

The two entangled not far away obviously didn't pay attention.

In the MV played at the end of the show, Fu Weitong's enlarged close-up face is handsome and affectionate. In the beautiful and moving melody, intertwined gasps and moans that make people blush and heartbeat gradually come out of the room...

After eating and cleaning up, someone with a contented expression leaned lazily on the head of the bed. The little days were so beautiful that he couldn't believe it.

"...I always feel like I'm dreaming." Jun Yiyan murmured to himself with embarrassment.

Lu Feitong held a cigarette between his thin white fingers, his big clear eyes were blurred in the smog. "Smoking?" She said and threw a cigarette at him.

Jun was stunned for a moment, reached out to take it, but did not light it, and played with it between his two fingers, and suddenly called out: "Hey."

"Ok?"

"... Is it my illusion?" Holding his cheek, he searched carefully, "It seems that you have become different from before."

Lu Feitong pushed away his hand and flicked the cigarette ash: "What's different?"

"I used to be proud like a fairy, cold like a ghost, anyway, there is no smoke and fire, not very human."

"now what?"

He giggled, and pushed him over, "Now he looks like a monster, with a pair of eyes that captivate the soul, and he seduces people day by day."

After the passion, the two wore nothing.

They have been separated far longer than they have been together, but their emotions have never gone far.The distance lengthens and misses. After they separated, they did not abandon each other, but rediscovered each other. Is it sadness or joy?

A young and strong body is the most likely to misfire. An obvious change in a certain part of the body made both of them stiff, and Jun Yiyan's old face, which has been hidden for thousands of years, turned suspiciously red.

Lu Feitong pushed him away from his body with a cold face, put out the cigarette butt, grabbed his clothes and was about to get up, but was grabbed, "Aren't you a bit human, you just left!?"

"Since they are not human anymore, it doesn't matter what humanity is."

"..." Jun Yiyan was choked up, he poked his hair and laughed and said, "The poisonous tongue has not changed at all... Feitong, do you still remember my little uncle?"

"Ok?"

"Shi Yue and Yang Rui."

"I remember, are they okay?"

"They registered in the Netherlands last year. I'll show you the photos. I even made a guest appearance as the best man." He found the photos stored in the phone and raised them up to his eyes. "Look, let's learn from the experience of our predecessors."

I didn't want to care about it at first, but the partial hands seemed to have their own consciousness, and they took over naturally as if possessed by a demon.

The background of the photo is a holy and solemn church. There are only five men. The two people surrounded by the middle have unconcealable happiness on their faces. Silly music.

"Two witnesses, one notary. Did you see that, here, the one over there is smiling with envy and hatred."

Lu Feitong remained silent.

Jun Yiyan hugged him from behind, and whispered in his ear: "When the things here are over, you can come back to England with me, I want Grandpa to meet you."

With a bewitching taste.

"No." Lu Feitong subconsciously refused without thinking about it.

With such a crisp instinctive reaction, Jun Yiyan's blood rushed to his brain, and he jumped up and yelled at him: "Why don't you want to see your parents!? Could it be that you plan to play with me?!"

Roaring in grief and indignation, full of resentment.

It's just that there are no clothes on, and the momentum is not strong enough.

Lu Feitong swears that he didn't do it on purpose, but his eyes can't help but move down along with someone's anger. Zhong trembled slightly.

Jun Yiyan swears that he has never been so embarrassing in his life, his face turned from red to purple, from purple to black, and he called and scolded his unworthy "second child", fled, and hid in the bathroom to solve it by himself.

Lu Feitong bent over with a smile, with tears in his eyes, looking at the bathroom door, his gaze gradually became distant and complicated.

Finally, a sigh.

Song Jue silently recited the code of confidentiality, and at the same time couldn't control his curiosity and pricked up his ears in an attempt to eavesdrop - it seemed that they were talking on the phone about the road worker.

His originally upright body stretched forward due to the obscene behavior of the head, turning into a weird arc.

The person over there closed the line, Boss Fang was silent for a while, and coughed lightly when he saw his subordinate's secret-stealing action from the side.

Song Jue ordered him to stop, and immediately stood at attention.

"Why? I want to eavesdrop on the officer's conversation, but my ears are not long enough, I just wish I couldn't be born as a rabbit, right?"

Song Jue straightened his chest, and replied loudly: "Reporting to the officer, it is inappropriate to describe the pure subordinate relationship between me and the officer!"

"Damn you—" Boss Fang raised his leg and kicked Song Jue's ass—he nimbly flashed past him, and said with a sullen face: "Stop talking to me, tell them to watch carefully, if something happens to me, then you are ask!"

"Yes." Song Jue's expression relaxed again, "Team leader, what's the new situation? The bastard is still trying to trick the road worker?"

"How can you give up so easily." Boss Fang snorted, "That bastard finally caught me, he was trying to fight me with all his strength. You send more people, he found some He is a black hand on the road, and Lu Feitong bears the title of nuclear physics expert, so be vigilant."

"Yes!" It was a matter of safety, this time Song Jue was much more serious, "We are guarding downstairs with guns 24 hours a day, absolutely protecting the safety of the road workers."

"Well, by the way, how are the two of them?"

"Honeymoon life. How do you say that sentence, the young couple have so much love for you and me, you are so envious of others."

Song Jue sighed in admiration, and Boss Fang shivered indistinctly, squinted his eyes, and called him, "Song Que."

"arrive."

"Is there a rule in your special training rules that you are not allowed to hurt the chief?" Boss Fang remained calm.

Who dares to hurt the chief...

Song Jue was dumbfounded, but the officer was still waiting, so he could only answer: "No, only...report! I didn't disrespect the officer."

"Very good. Go and add one, you are not allowed to watch nasty romantic dramas in the future. And Comrade Song Jue, your nasty words just now seriously hurt the mood of the officer. Before dinner, 1000 push-ups."

Ignoring the stunned Song Jue behind him, Boss Fang turned around and left with the wailing behind him.

Since the last embarrassment, Jun Yiyan has really settled down for a few days.

No sex-harassment, Lu Feitong is not at ease, it’s just that someone looks sleepy, more and more melancholy, sometimes he runs to the balcony alone and sighs after cooking a meal, and even sleeps until midnight and wakes himself up, hesitating to speak Asked if he would dislike him.

All kinds of weird reactions made people startled, Lu Feitong couldn't help but glance at his lower body, there must be something wrong with this guy and his heart.

After holding back for a few days, I finally couldn't take it anymore and asked.

That certain person who was about to go crazy looked like he was succeeding, and wanted to prove that he was healthy in grief and indignation, so he tossed him hard that night.

The next day, all the bones in the whole body seemed to be dismantled and reassembled.

Jun Yiyan picks his teeth and smiles contentedly: No matter how cunning your hunter is, you can't beat me, a good fox.

Lu Feitong was reading a book on the sofa, and Jun Yiyan was sitting next to him with a book in his hand to surf the Internet.

He likes to do this in recent days, searching the Internet for reports related to Lu Feitong, and then downloading them one by one and storing them in the computer, watching silly music when he has nothing to do.

There are also things that make him unhappy, such as the old news about the youngest preparatory professor of University A who is engaged to be the only daughter of his mentor. Jun Yiyan pointed to the website's headline 'A perfect couple' and was furious, turning his head and accusing Lu Fei has a bad heart.

In the end, the quarrel lasted until they met each other on the bed, and the king reluctantly gave up.

Now that Lu Feitong reads books, he is unwilling to be lonely at all. While browsing the web, he can't stop sharing strange people and strange things on the Internet.

Randomly turned to a post - a "mad scientist" who used himself as an experiment.

Jun Yiyan looked at him, and couldn't help calling him again: "I found that compared with your colleagues, you are so normal, these people are simply crazy."

"...Huh?" Lu Feitong continued to read his book without raising his eyebrows, and responded lightly.

"Look at this—in order to prove that gonorrhea can develop into syphilis, the scientist Hunter took the secreted juice from a patient who claimed to have gonorrhea, and applied it on his 'little brother'." Jun Yiyan pointed out Looking at the computer and reading sentence by sentence, he obviously found it unbelievable, and smiled with some astonishment: "Guess what, this buddy got gonorrhea and syphilis at the same time! But in fact, he was infected with gonorrhea and syphilis instead. Alas, this dead man It's too unfair."

"..."

Without waiting for Feitong to speak, he continued as if he had discovered a new world: "This, this, the Ashams used themselves as experimental subjects for X-ray research. A few years later, Asham died of cancer."

"... Newton pierced the eye with a thick needle between the eye bone and pressed the eyeball with the tip of the thick needle to test the spots and flashes of vision..."

……

Jun Yiyan stared at the computer, but didn't realize that Lu Feitong had stopped reading a long time ago, and following his words, his face became paler, as straightforward as paper.

"This pervert - Stubbins? Firth, in order to prove that yellow fever is not an infectious disease, directly pointed at the patient's mouth and swallowed the vomit vomited out by the patient... Ugh, I can't take it anymore, why are these scientists - different ?”

He turned his face away in disgust, and after seeing it, he quickly put the computer aside, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him: "Why do you have such an ugly face, so disgusted? These scientists are too crazy, even risking their lives for the experiment."

After a long time, Lu Feitong said softly: "There is only a thin line between a madman and a genius. They are worthy of admiration."

"It's so admirable! But fortunately, you are a little genius and not a lunatic." As he spoke, he lightly pecked his lips a few times, and then said with lingering fear, "...Thinking about the one who ate vomit, I feel bad for him, He loved and kissed him and died without a shadow. Feitong, these seniors of yours are lessons of blood, you don't want to..."

The voice disappeared at Lu Feitong's flying kick, Jun Yiyan jumped up to avoid it nimbly, and said with a smile: "The little one will cook for Commander Lu, and the cook will do his job."

Waiting for Jun to walk away, Lu Feitong sat alone for a while, and finally went slowly to pick up the computer, and scrolled the mouse to read the post page by page.