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Zhuang Xifeng left a message to Shang Zhiyu before boarding the plane: When are you free these two days?I'll be here tomorrow and I have a present for you.

He just sent the text message, and Shang Zhiyu's call came after him.

"What time is the plane?" Shang Zhiyu's voice hadn't been heard for a long time, and it was still gentle and steady, calm and calm.

"At eight o'clock, I'm on the plane right now, and the phone will be turned off soon." Zhuang Xifeng couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, and answered from the other end.

The person on the other side paused, as if counting the time, and then said, "About tomorrow morning?"

"Ah."

"Go back and have a rest, come to my house at night, I will prepare dinner and wait for you." Shang Zhiyu said.

Hearing his decision, Zhuang Xifeng couldn't help jumping in joy, "Yes", said, "It's settled, I'll turn off the phone first, see you tomorrow night."

"it is good."

Shang Zhiyu hung up the phone and began to think about what to do tomorrow. Although there were only two people, but thinking that Zhuang Xifeng had been in Australia all along, he should rarely be able to eat rice and fried vegetables. He made a list while making a decision. He still remembered the last time he Zhuang Xifeng drank up all the stewed soup, and never left any of the fried side dishes. Although he never asked him what taste it was, based on his previous impression, Shang Zhiyu felt that Zhuang Xifeng was not a particularly picky eater.

When it was almost nine o'clock, Shang Zhiyu received a call from Gu Yunlan. Recently, they have been seeing each other once a week. Although no one has said anything, there is always a smell of dating. Shang Zhiyu can tell that Gu Yunlan Her intention to be together is obvious. He silently thinks about the future of the two of them. It's not like he hasn't thought about this possibility in the past ten years. Maybe he didn't propose to break up at that time. Now the two of them already have children and live happily Together, but if it was really wrong back then, is it too late to save now?If you really want to save him, you must be more cautious than ten years ago. Everything you encountered at that time led to the decision to separate, so is he really mature enough to take on another person's life ten years later?

"Are you busy today?" Gu Yunlan's phone will always ring at this time if we don't meet each other. Generally, if Shang Zhiyu answers it, it means that he is already at home. Even if he is not at home, at least he has no urgent work to do. Busy, but Gu Yunlan will habitually ask each time she calls, so as not to delay Shang Zhiyu's work.

"It's okay, how's your progress?" Shang Zhiyu asked about her wall painting.

"It will take a while, do you have time this weekend?"

"It's not sure yet, I'll call you the day after tomorrow."

"okay."

After saying "OK", Gu Yunlan was silent for a while, and after a while, she gently called Shang Zhiyu's name.

"Huh?" Shang Zhiyu responded naturally.

"You tonight..." Gu Yunlan only said three words, and then hurriedly said, "Ah, it's nothing, you go to bed early, remember to call me the day after tomorrow."

"it is good."

Shang Zhiyu agreed, and Gu Yunlan knew that if she didn't hang up first, Shang Zhiyu would not hang up the phone either, so she dawdled for a while, but finally she couldn't say what she wanted to say, so she had to hang up first.

Putting down the phone, Gu Yunlan stared at the still blank wall, and finally lowered her head silently.

She... really wants to see him now...

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When the doorbell rang, Shang Zhiyu had just washed and cooked the rice, which meant that Zhuang Xifeng had come early.

He wiped his hands and opened the door, besides Zhuang Xifeng, there was also an oversized suitcase.

"Hi!" Zhuang Xifeng took off his sunglasses and appeared in front of him energetically, with a dazzling smile on his face. He looked at his eyes with hidden pride. Infected, he looked at him and said, "You look very good."

"It's been half a year." Zhuang Xifeng stared intently at Shang Zhiyu with his dark eyes, and said in a low voice.

Shang Zhiyu knew what he was referring to, since "Anemone" was finished, they hadn't seen each other for half a year.

But for Shang Zhiyu, he didn't think it was half a year. Maybe it was because he spent nearly a month developing his photos and staring at him all day, and the event of the photo exhibition three months later, it was considered When I got up, I hadn't seen him for more than two months at most.

"Haven't you been to the hospital?" Shang Zhi looked at him with a sullen smile.

"A person who is asleep is not counted." Zhuang Xifeng curled his lips.

"Come in." Shang Zhiyu lifted the suitcase into the door and asked him, "What is this?"

"A present for you."

Shang Zhi was stunned, "All?" Very heavy.

"All." Zhuang Xifeng turned to look at him and said, "Don't worry, you should be glad that there are no koalas inside."

Koala?

Before Shang Zhiyu came back to his senses, Zhuang Xifeng said again, "I originally wanted to bring one back to raise, but at least I have to plant a large eucalyptus forest first. After much deliberation, I will claim it first. Just go and see it."

"..." Shang Zhiyu heard him say this, and a strange thought flashed in his mind, Zhuang Xifeng's suitcase should be able to hold a koala.

Shang Zhiyu put the suitcase in the living room, turned back and said to Zhuang Qifeng, "You came very early, I just arrived home not long ago, and I may have to wait for another hour, just sit down as you please, I don't have a TV here, and if necessary, the notebook is on the desk Just open it and use it.”

Zhuang Xifeng walked in, looked at the living room, and said with satisfaction, "Well, it's much bigger than the previous one, can I take a look around?"

"Of course." Shang Zhiyu said as he walked into the kitchen.

After wandering around the room, Zhuang Xifeng went back to the kitchen. He leaned against the door with folded arms, watching Shang Zhiyu's busy figure.

"Can I mess up your living room?" Zhuang Xifeng asked suddenly.

Shang Zhiyu looked back at him and asked, "Are you going to open the box?"

Zhuang Xifeng nodded.

Shang Zhiyu smiled and said, "As you pile."

With his words, Zhuang Xifeng unceremoniously returned to the living room and began to toss about.

One hour later, Shang Zhiyu was about to serve dinner. As soon as he walked out of the kitchen, he was blocked by obstacles on the ground, so that he could not reach the dining table smoothly.

Although he said the words "Pile up as you like", but the living room is so big, he never expected that Zhuang Xifeng would "pile up" in such a disorderly manner.

The person who piled things was surrounded by the pile of things. Seeing that Shang Zhiyu was about to come out, he tried his best to open a path, and he was about to bump into several bottles of wine standing on the side. Fortunately, Shang Zhiyu's quick eyesight and quick hands stopped him "Atrocities," save those booze.

"These bottles were given by the people from the winery when we were filming in the Jazz Villa. There are still a lot at home. I couldn't finish them, so I brought them here." Zhuang Xifeng said.

"Do you want to open a bottle tonight?" Shang Zhiyu asked him.

"I came here by car, keep it for later, or you can drink it." Zhuang Xifeng said with a smile.

Shang Zhiyu smiled and said, "Next time, I'll put them away first."

"Yeah." Zhuang Xifeng watched Shang Zhiyu put the wine into the kitchen cupboard. Although he wanted to help, he couldn't get out of trouble.

Besides the wine, Zhuang Xifeng also brought an all-white woolen blanket, which he spread out directly in the center of the living room, and he sat comfortably on it.

"This blanket is just right, it's very warm in winter."

"Put it away first, or it will get dirty."

"I bought it for use, you can touch it."

Shang Zhiyu simply bent down and pulled Zhuang Xifeng up, saying, "Eat first." By the way, he moved him to a place where he would not interfere with his tidying up.

Zhuang Xifeng said, "I'll serve the food." Then he planned to make a detour to the kitchen.

"Wait a minute." Shang Zhiyu put away the woolen blanket, and then sorted the other items that had not been dismantled and piled up on the living room floor to other places.

Zhuang Xifeng went into the kitchen to wash his hands, and then helped Shang Zhiyu serve the dishes and arrange the dishes.

Shang Zhiyu made a total of four dishes and one soup, which were sizzling eggplant, pork liver and stir-fried vegetables, scallion oil bream, pineapple sweet and sour pork and tea tree mushroom ribs soup.

Zhuang Xifeng knows his cooking best. Take stir-fried vegetables as an example. Zhuang Xifeng dares to say that among all the stir-fried vegetables he has eaten, Shang Zhiyu's stir-fried vegetables are the best. Zhuang Xifeng is a foodie. There are delicacies all over the world, and the taste has long been cultivated very carefully, so you can tell whether it is delicious or not.

"It's a pity that I can't drink today." In fact, as soon as he entered the kitchen and smelled the aroma, Zhuang Xifeng regretted driving here.

"Where do you park your car? If you want to drink, why don't you put it where it is first, or I can drive it back for you if you have time." Seeing Zhuang Xifeng's greedy face, Shang Zhiyu suggested.

"Is it ok?" Having good food but no wine is simply a waste. Hearing what Shang Zhiyu said, Zhuang Xifeng asked, and he had already made up his mind to leave the car behind.

"Of course." Shang Zhiyu went to the kitchen to get the corkscrew, and took out a bottle of red wine that he had put away just now, but he hesitated after putting it down, and said, "I don't have a goblet here."

Zhuang Xifeng couldn't help laughing "hehe" and said, "I have it!" He went back to the pile of things that Shang Zhiyu had packed up just now, rummaged through it and said, "Why don't I bring you a wine glass when I bring you red wine? Wait, I have to find the vacuum cork, pourer, and decanter, and there's a corkscrew and wine rack in there, and oh yeah, and an ice bucket..." He looked around cheerfully Shang Zhiyu really didn't expect that he brought the whole set of drinking utensils here. While dumbfounded, seeing him rummaging through it, he didn't know when he would find it all, so he said, "Red wine should be paired with Western food. How about it? I see you also drank rice wine last time, I have good Shaoxing wine here, how about opening a bottle?"

"That's good, otherwise it's not good for the dishes to be cold. There are so many small things that I forget which boxes to put them in..." Zhuang Xifeng said with a bitter face.

"It's okay, I'll tidy up after dinner." Shang Zhiyu put the red wine back and fetched an unopened bottle of Shaoxing wine.

As long as Zhuang Qifeng is wine, rice wine is more suitable for these dishes. After Shang Zhiyu opened the bottle, the aroma of rice overflowed, exuding a strong aroma of wine.

He fetched two cups and poured one for each of them. While pouring for himself, Zhuang Xifeng stopped him when it was only a small cup, "You can't drink more, just drink a little with me."

Shang Zhiyu stopped pouring the wine according to his words.

"It's great!" Facing a table of good dishes and wine, Zhuang Xifeng couldn't help but say.

"You say it's good before you eat it?" Shang Zhi said with a smile, "Try it, maybe it doesn't suit your taste."

"How come!" Zhuang Xifeng sat down, picked up the chopsticks and said, "I'm starting!"

"Please." He was so interested, and Shang Zhiyu was also very happy, seeing Zhuang Xifeng picked up a chopstick of green vegetables, and put the juice from the pork liver into his mouth in one bite.

"How is it?" Shang Zhiyu asked after he finished eating.

"It's even more delicious than I imagined!" Zhuang Xifeng was very satisfied, he tasted these dishes one after another, and said, "At that time, I was trying to experience the role, so I couldn't tell you. The food is the best I have ever eaten.”

Shang Zhiyu really didn't expect that the ordinary home-cooked dishes he made would get such a high evaluation from him, but seeing his sincere expression, he said, "Maybe these dishes just suit your taste."

Zhuang Qifeng shook his head and said solemnly, "If you weren't a photographer, I'm sure someone would hire you to be the head chef."

Shang Zhi smiled and said nothing, Zhuang Xifeng raised his glass to him, and said, "Thank you for inviting me to dinner, come, let's have a toast."

Shang Zhiyu clinked glasses with him, the two drank it down at the same time, then looked at each other and smiled.