Reborn love is not sweet talk

"Don't eat? There are many more outside." Qin Mingyu said regretfully, he also ate one before midnight, before Ren Shukuang came back at that time, and he never expected Ren Shukuang to come back for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Zou Panshu was a bit bored, two abalone mooncakes, to be honest, he couldn't taste the taste of abalone, but he suddenly drank a glass of milk and two mooncakes in his stomach on an empty stomach for so long, he was a little bloated.

"I want to make some porridge for him. I'll take some time before I leave. You're tired and go to rest, okay? I'll take the door out when I'm done. He won't get up so soon. When he gets up, tell him to eat. It's up to him if he doesn't eat. I'll buy some hangover tea by the way, or persuade him to drink as much as possible." Zou Panshu didn't ask Qin Mingyu for approval, no matter how the other party answered, he would do these things, just for that person .

Qin Mingyu was really sleepy. After staying up all night, he naturally fell asleep as soon as his tense nerves relaxed. He didn't expect Zou Panshu to cook porridge for Ren Shukuang to eat, even though they had already shared their current situation and contact information in the chat just now. After talking for a while, he still couldn't understand how a small employee of the company would send the president home, stay to take care of him all night, and finally cook a pot of porridge that he didn't know if he would eat.The most important thing is that although Qin Mingyu has only lived here for five months, he has a deep understanding of Ren Shukuang's indifference and arrogance.However, this does not prevent him from going to sleep. He has always been a sober type who has no benefits and can't get up early. He is the last person to do stupid things in this world.

Zou Panshu watched him wash up and get ready to go to bed, and consciously cleared the coffee table, took out the cups and saucers, and vacated the room.

He looked at the time and it was less than six o'clock, it was still early but he knew that the vegetable market had opened, so he found his coat and put it on casually, with the keys he borrowed from Qin Mingyu and the community exit card in his pocket to go shopping for vegetables.

The sky was still gloomy and covered with a curtain, Zou Panshu took a deep breath against the wind, and then exhaled heavily, stepping on the road where no one was left, as if he was the only one left in the world .

Zou Panshu stood on tiptoe and hopped a few times to shake off these inexplicable melancholy, telling himself that he should see the light that has been wiped away from the sky, which is not very bright, but dawn will come eventually.

It only takes a few minutes to drive from the vegetable market, but it still took Zou Panshu more than an hour to buy the things.The ingredients for cooking the porridge are relatively simple, and it took some time for the sporadic seasonings, but he couldn’t find the pharmacy that opened early in the morning, but he couldn’t find it. In the end, he took a taxi on the way back and asked the driver to take him around to the 24-hour pharmacy. just bought it.

It has been more than half a year since he made porridge. Zou Panshu is glad that he came here after he had prepared enough. Fortunately, although the kitchen never fires, it has all kinds of kitchen utensils.

Because Ren Shukuang's stomach is not good, in his previous life he did a lot of research on the tricks of making porridge and how to nourish the stomach porridge.Ren Shukuang is very picky about food with pungent smells such as onion, ginger and garlic. Although his three meals are exquisitely proportioned, he does not eat much. In addition to his daily exercise and overloaded workload, It tortured the stomach even more.

Onions and gingers can’t just be chopped, as long as they smell bad in the mouth, Ren Shukuang will not eat them. Zou Panshu ground the ginger and onions one by one into fine powder, and they can’t be seen when they are scattered into the porridge.Slowly, the whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of porridge. The white rice in the pot was dotted with blue shredded vegetables and finely minced meat. Zou Panshu scooped up the porridge with a spoon, and the porridge was smooth in the mouth. The rice grains are also soft and not rotten, and the most important thing is that there is no scallion and ginger flavor that stimulates the taste buds.

Finally nodding in satisfaction, Zou Panshu put out the fire, washed the dishes and put them aside, and put the hangover tea next to the cup, so that Qin Mingyu could directly serve it to Ren Shukuang when he got up.Although he would prefer to watch Ren Shukuang sober up by himself, he still suppressed the restlessness in his heart, knowing that there are some things that cannot be rushed.Ren Shukuang is an indifferent person, maybe his enthusiasm has been extinguished with the two lives, what Zou Panshu has to do is to rekindle the spark in his heart, and walk into his heart step by step.

Looking at the porridge in the kitchen, Zou Panshu looked at the Western-style breakfast already set on the table: two sandwiches, a small amount of bacon, two fried eggs and two bottles of specially-made fresh milk, hesitating for a moment and pondering.These breakfasts were brought in when he went out to buy vegetables. Ren Shukuang usually eats breakfast on time at a quarter past seven, and because of the onion and ginger flavor in Chinese dishes, he would rather go hungry than eat, and finally formed such a habit. Eating food that I don't like every morning.

After thinking about it, Zou Panshu still brought the western breakfast to the kitchen, put it on the same table as the warm porridge, and added a note to tell Qin Mingyu that there was plenty of porridge, and eat more if you don't mind.

Before leaving, Zou Panshu couldn't help but sneaked into Ren Shukuang's bedroom again, and put a glass of water by his bedside so that he could drink it when he got up.

Ren Shukuang often frowned after falling asleep, maybe there was something tormenting him in his dream all the time, this time he fell asleep after being drunk, his brows were not furrowed, he was peaceful and peaceful, Zou Panshu really hoped that he would be this time It doesn't matter if you can have a sweet dream and dream about Xiaoyu.

For the first time in his life, Zou Panshu had the opportunity to stare at this longing face without any scruples. His fingertips trembled uncontrollably as he followed his eyebrows, slid over the bridge of his nose, and then reached the slightly thin lips.It is said that thin lips are a sign of betrayal, but Zou Panshu knows that this person's ruthlessness is due to his deep affection, and his obsession is to be the only one with his affection. Of course, the less affection he has for others, the better.

Thinking of Xiaoyu, I don't know whether it is affectionate or fickle. Zou Panshu's fingertips accidentally rubbed his teeth, and the wet feeling startled him. He didn't know if it was an illusion, like the breath of a person on the bed It also became hurried, and when he took a closer look, he was still asleep without any change.In any case, the guilty Zou Panshu didn't dare to stretch out his hands to touch him anymore, he just touched his forehead lightly, but there was no fever, then he greedily looked at him a few more times, inhaled his breath contained in the strong smell of alcohol, He tucked the quilt on his shoulders, and walked out lightly.He knew that this person was sick and would not tell others, and he didn't like to go to the hospital. Zou Panshu was really worried that the cold and hot last night would make him catch a cold and have a fever.

It was almost nine o'clock, and this was the time Ren Shukuang confirmed after opening his eyes. Of course, those who left could not see his eyes that opened as soon as he turned around in the dark. A sign of anger when someone is offended.

He had already thought of this person at the entrance of the clubhouse, and it was these eyes that brought back the unbearable past in his heart. That day at dusk, he fell to the ground and was supported by a security guard in the crowd of spectators. One word from Anton gave the man all the help he could.As long as Zou Panshu is competent for a job in internal affairs, Ren Shukuang doesn't mind providing it, and if he is not competent, he will not leave a useless person.

Ren Shukuang even remembered that he was the trigger of the burning desire that night. That night, Ren Shukuang had to take Qin Mingyu back to the apartment to vent the fire, but he didn't get the desired effect.That time he didn't associate the two meetings with one person, that's why he let Zou Panshu go. If he knew at that time that Zou Panshu didn't pass the probation period and couldn't be considered a member of the company, he would definitely be merciless Detain people directly.

As soon as the door opened and closed, he could already smell the fragrance of porridge all over the room. Hearing the sound of the apartment door being closed, he lifted the quilt and half sat up, patted his dizzy head, saw the water on the bedside table, and directly He reached out to pick it up, still warm, took a sip, and almost got burned.In a blink of an eye, he knew that such a scalding temperature would slowly cool down, and if he woke up two hours later to drink it, it would be a glass of cold boiled water that was not ice-cold.

After being scalded, Ren Shukuang felt warm in his heart. After putting down the water glass, he inexplicably got up and went to the ground with a little expectation, opened the bedroom door and walked directly to the kitchen.

"Qin Mingyu: I'm sorry for disturbing your rest last night. There's a lot of porridge in the pot. If you're used to it, please don't be polite and eat more. It's good for your stomach. I put the hangover tea here. After he wakes up, please persuade him to at least Have a drink. It’s best to persuade him to drink some porridge, but I can only trouble you to pretend to give him a bowl of porridge first, let him taste it first, and if he is really not used to it, then give him the sandwich. Don’t be afraid of him, What happened last night was an accident, he will not be violent when he is sober. Leave a message: Zou Panshu"

Ren Shukuang, who never stepped into the kitchen, picked up the post-it note on the desk, read the content on it, and looked at the cups and chopsticks lined up, a pot of porridge, sandwiches and other breakfast with a blank expression.He stuffed the note into his pocket, picked up the small bowl and spoon, opened the lid of the pot and scooped up a small spoonful, frowned slightly as if taking poison, and then sent a mouthful of porridge to his mouth.

After being drunk, the tongue coating will have a sour and bitter taste, and the taste buds will be seriously dull. Even so, Ren Shukuang has to admit that the porridge is very suitable for him.He thought that the fishy smell or the smell of onion and ginger in the meat porridge must be indispensable, but he was puzzled by his behavior while returning it to his mouth.

This mouthful of hot porridge was poured into the stomach warmly, making people feel warm from the inside out, as if a crack had been scorched somewhere in the ice in the bottom of my heart, and it cracked crisply.

He put down the bowl, took out the sticky note and read it again. Astute, he deduced a lot of information from the content of such a note.If it wasn't on a whim, it's very likely that this note would be read by Qin Mingyu and thrown into the trash can, and then I don't know if he, who has suffered the most among the previous male favorites, would dare to really make himself a bowl of porridge and say Maybe I can't even see the porridge.The western-style breakfast will be taken away at noon, so when I wake up, I will eat my usual lunch without knowing anything, and there will be a silent Qin Mingyu sitting beside me.

Imagine the person who accompanied the drunk self, who stayed up all night and cooked porridge to buy hangover tea, but Qin Mingyu didn't necessarily let himself know about these things.Last night, he was so drunk that he didn't know anything. He didn't have much impression of what he said or did. All he knew was that there was always a warm voice and a warm body accompanying him. He knew clearly in his heart that it wasn't Xiaoyu. , it is even more impossible to be Qin Mingyu, who abides by his duty. That person's name is Zou Panshu, who has a pair of pure eyes that adore him. His face is not as delicate as Xiaoyu's, but it has always been very vivid.

Thinking of Ren Shukuang's rare mood swings, he turned back to the bedroom, quickly washed and changed clothes, opened the window for ventilation, and then went back to the kitchen.His face was tired, but he didn't hesitate any more in his hands. He drank a cup of hangover tea according to the instructions in the note, then filled his own porridge and sat back at the dining table, and ate two bowls of porridge in silent sips. I ate until I could hold on to it before stopping.

He saw that there was still a lot left in the pot, and thinking that the note said to let Qin Mingyu eat more to nourish his stomach, he turned his head and stared at the door of the guest bedroom.Although he was still very sleepy, Ren Shukuang didn't feel sleepy. He ground the coffee and thought about it. While waiting for the coffee to be brewed, he took out his mobile phone and called the hourly workers so that they didn't have to deliver food at noon.

When the fingertips of the person who left traced his facial features, the warmth seemed to penetrate into the skin along the facial features. The two people who had never been in contact with each other did not feel awkward or strange at all. Even being supported by him last night without any rejection as a matter of course, this feeling surprised him.