purple double bed

This is Yan Jing's second visit to Rong Zi's residence.When he came last time, he was very drunk, and when he was sober, he hugged each other naked on the bed. Yan Jing left hastily because he was too shocked, and didn't look carefully at his room.

Now that he stepped into this familiar house again, he took a closer look and found that the room was quite clean, not at all the mess in his impression of those small otaku's rooms, and it was obviously cleaned by the owner on purpose.The rows of sofas in the living room are clean and tidy, the walls and floors are also spotless, and a few pots of fluffy cacti are placed on the windowsill.

Although the house is small, it has a life-like atmosphere.

Rong Zi took a pair of brand new slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them at Yan Jing's feet, and said with a smile, "Come on, put them on, it's still comfortable to wear slippers at home."

Yan Jing bent down to put on slippers, and asked casually, "Aren't you sharing the rent? Where's your roommate?"

"Oh, he just moved out yesterday, and I live alone now." Rong Zi smiled and pulled him to the sofa, "Sit down for a while, turn on the TV when you're bored, and I'll go clean up dinner."

"Yeah." Yan Jing leaned on the sofa, saw him busy in the small kitchen next to him, and put on an apron in a serious manner. There was a cute big bear painted on the chest of the plaid apron, maybe the big bear on the chest was causing trouble, Yan Jing Suddenly, I felt that Rong Zi looked like a big bear... The warm breath on his body made people want to hug him.

He was already handsome, and his appearance of cooking seriously in an apron was even more charming.Yan Jing sat on the sofa and enjoyed the warm scene of the handsome guy cooking. After a while, he suddenly discovered that he had a strange habit of cooking, always looking sideways at the table from time to time.Yan Jing couldn't help being curious, pushed open the door and walked to his side.

"Do you know how to cook?" Looking at the slices of meat he had cut, they were neatly arranged in a row, which looked like a chef. Yan Jing picked up the book on the table and read slowly, "Home A must-have... a complete recipe?"

"Oh, I bought that a few days ago." Rong Zi smiled and took the recipe in his hand, "We will not let you cook every day when we are together. I should also learn to cook." I flipped through a few more pages of recipes and pointed them to Yan Jing, "I have already learned these few home-cooked dishes, and I will cook them for you another day. Let's have hot pot tonight."

Seeing the serious look of the young man, Yan Jing was suddenly speechless.

Was it because of him that he learned to cook?Was the Band-Aid on the left thumb accidentally cut by a kitchen knife when I was just learning to cook?

There was an inexplicable distress in my heart, and I couldn't help pulling up his left hand, tearing off the Band-Aid to check.Sure enough, there was a wound on the thumb. Although the bleeding had stopped, it looked very hideous because the cut was too deep.

"...Does it hurt?" Yan Jing frowned distressedly, with reproach in his eyes, "You don't know how to apply some medicine for such a deep injury?"

Being held by him and looking at the wound with concern, Rong Zi felt very sweet in her heart, and quickly shook her head and said, "It doesn't hurt, it's just a small injury, and it will be fine in two days."

Yan Jing was silent for a moment, finally let go of him, and said lightly: "You can do whatever you want. Remember not to soak the wound in water."

"Yeah." Rong Zi still had a bright smile, "Go to the living room and wait, I have washed all the dishes, and we can eat when the soup is boiled, it will be soon."

The kitchen was too small to accommodate too many people, and Yan Jing couldn't help, so he had to go back to the living room, turn on the TV, choose a channel, and watch it boredly while leaning on the sofa.

There was a song playing on the TV, and several children were singing it. The melody sounded very familiar, but Yan Jing's mind was full of Rong Zi's bright smiling face, and he didn't listen to what was sung on the TV at all.

My heart is very chaotic.

I don't want to admit that I...maybe fell in love with this young man.

This young man who is ten years younger than him, has not yet graduated from university, and is the adopted son of his best friend... Anyway, the two of them are considered to be two generations, and there should be no such thing as love.But he couldn't control his emotions at all, so many years of psychology in front of Rong Zi seemed to have been learned for nothing...

Yan Jing thought wildly for a long time with a sullen face, and when he saw Rong Zi coming out with a pot, he calmed down and sat down on the sofa with a serious face.

The song on TV just reached its climax, and the immature voices of several children sang repeatedly: Foreveryoung, Iwanttobeforeveryoung, doyoureallywanttoliveforever, foreverandever...

Yan Jing suddenly remembered that he had heard this song many years ago. Foeveryoung was a famous golden song at that time. The original singer was a male singer who sang hoarsely. I always feel that my ears suffer, but some people especially like it...

Now that song is sung by several children, without the vicissitudes of life, it is a little more cute.

Rong Zi looked back at the TV, and while laying out food on the table, she said, "This song is Foreveryoung, a cover of a rock fairy tale. Do you like it too?"

"I don't like it." Yan Jing said lightly, "Just listen to it."

"Oh, I quite like it." Rong Zi smiled and said, "When I was young, my dad often played this song on the tape recorder. The earliest English I learned was forever and ever. I didn't understand the meaning of these two words at the time. Always getting confused."

Yan Jing was silent for a moment, "Your father...you mean Liu Zhigang?"

"Yes." Rong Zi nodded in embarrassment, but her father had to be called by his first name by the person he liked.

"Oh, he really likes this song. I heard this song for the first time, and it seems that he played it. I was still in school at that time..." Yan Jing felt embarrassed as he spoke, touching his nose, "You ..." The second half of the sentence "You are not yet born" was swallowed back in time under the gaze of the young man smiling.

The seniority is all messed up, adding Liu Zhigang is a terrible spider web...

The two looked at each other, and there was a tacit understanding to stop the topic.

"Are you hungry? Hehe, let's have dinner first." Rong Zi cleverly changed the subject, plugged in the induction cooker, put the pot with the bottom ingredients on it, then turned and went to the bedroom, and brought two candles to light , placed it by the table, turned off the big light in the living room, and only turned on the small table lamp next to it.

The corner of Yan Jing's mouth twitched a few times, but Rong Zi still smiled in a good mood: "Candlelight dinner, it's more festive."

Today is Teacher's Day, not Valentine's Day.If you do this, it will create a shadow in my heart for Teacher's Day in the future... Yan Jing resisted the weird feeling in his heart, coughed and said: "Let's turn on the light, light a candle and make a hot pot, the light is too dark to get food. "

Rong Zi was already prepared to take out a large colander, put a plate on the table, and said with a smile: "It's okay, you just take care of eating, and I'll scoop it up for you."

"..." This guy is really well prepared.Yan Jing had no choice but to allow him to light the candles.

The light dimmed, and the hot steam from the hot pot rose in front of my eyes, and the smiling face of the young man opposite gradually became hazy. The dancing candlelight on the table made the atmosphere more ambiguous and warm.

candlelight dinner……

Yan Jing also found it inconceivable that he would endure playing young people's romantic tricks with this guy.But I also feel that eating dinner with candles like this is quite atmospheric.

Rong Zi is really thoughtful, he has been busy there, the plate in front of Yan Jing didn't even have a second to spare, just after eating the potatoes, he stuffed a bunch of enoki mushrooms, the enoki mushrooms were still chewing, and they were stuffed again I made a few meatballs...

This is the first time that someone has taken care of her like this.

Rong Zi doesn't eat much by himself, and has been busy cooking. Every time he sees Yan Jing eating what he has cooked, his eyes are filled with joy under the candlelight, and his eyes become particularly gentle.

Yan Jing chewed the food he stuffed, and the feeling of being taken care of by him warmed his heart. I don't know if it was because of the heat for too long. Looking at the smiling face of the young man who was close at hand, Yan Jing's nose Suddenly feeling a little sour, I have to admit that he was really moved by Rong Zi, silly Rong Zi was so kind to him, so good that he...he couldn't bear to let go.

"Don't bother picking it up for me, eat it yourself." Yan Jing kept his face calm, and pushed the plate in front of him, "I have enough in my bowl. These are for you."

Rong Zi immediately showed a look of joy, took the plate and ate it up quickly.

The two of them pinched each other like this, and ate a candlelight dinner for nearly an hour. It was not until nine o'clock that the two of them, who were almost full, turned on the light in the living room and cleaned up the mess on the table.

After cleaning up, the two sat silently on the sofa and watched TV. Yan Jing suddenly wanted to care about him, so he asked casually, "I heard from your father that you grew up in an orphanage when you were young?"

Rong Zi smiled, "I don't remember much about my childhood, but I was adopted by my mother, and our family has always been very happy. As for my biological parents, I have no memory at all."

Seeing his indifferent face, Yan Jing felt distressed for a while, and couldn't help but want to hug him, but Rong Zi suddenly jumped up from the sofa, "Ah, I forgot something important." run in the bedroom.

Yan Jing was stunned for a moment, then retracted his outstretched hand in embarrassment, put it on his nose, and touched it.

Rong Zi came back soon, holding a large cardboard box in her arms, which was tied with a beautiful packing tape and had a palm-sized hole in it.Rong Zi stuffed the box into Yan Jing's arms, "This is for you, I hope you like it."

"What is this?" Yan Jing looked in through the hole, and seemed to see a fluffy thing, opened the box, and couldn't help being startled.

"Meow..." The cat huddled in the corner scratched the box with its paws aggrievedly, as if it was very sad to be locked in the box by the cruel owner.

Seeing the pitiful look of the little guy, Yan Jing's heart softened, and he quickly picked him up, "Isn't this a little bit? Why are you so pitiful? It seems that you haven't eaten for several days. You are so hungry. Good boy, who is bullying you?" gone?"

"Meow." Diandian turned her head to look at Rong Zi, and Yan Jing's gaze followed her.

Rong Zi immediately shook her head, "It's not me! I fed it, it made a mess in my bedroom, peed on my bed, and knocked on my keyboard. I really had no choice but to grab it and put it in the box of."

"Meow..." Dot stretched out her claws to grab Rong Zi's face, but Rong Zi dodged in embarrassment.

"I really didn't abuse it." Rong Zi looked at Yan Jing sincerely, like a big dog wagging its tail competing for favor with a kitten.

Yan Jing couldn't help but smiled slightly, "Okay, I don't blame you." He touched his head lightly, "Dian Dian, don't be angry, he doesn't know how to take care of cats, and he didn't mean to bully you. Are you hungry? It’s broken, right?” Then he stood up, hugged it to find something to eat, “Let me get you something to eat.”

Hey, it's enough to appease two coquettish guys at the same time.

Yan Jing took out some milk and fed it, but it lowered its head and drank it obediently.Rong Zi was very depressed. The guy who feeds the milk by himself refuses to drink, but if Yan Jing feeds it, why is he so obedient? !

Yan Jing squatted aside, watching the little guy lower his head to drink milk, the smile on his face could not help becoming gentle, his slender fingers gently stroked its head, Diandian seemed to enjoy being touched by him, he was obedient and not noisy, After drinking all the milk, he meowed contentedly, and then Yan Jing carried it back into his arms and walked to the living room.

"By the way, why is it here with you? Did you pick it up after getting separated from its owner?"

"Its owner was studying abroad and said he was looking for someone to adopt a pet. I happened to see that post, so I went to adopt it." Rong Zi paused, "It is more compatible with you, you can take it back and raise it, I don't know much about it." Will take care of small animals..."

"Oh, okay." Yan Jing liked this kitten very much, and knowing that Rong Zi specially got it back as a gift for him, his heart softened again, and he said softly, "Thank you."

"Ah...you're welcome, you should." Rong Zi would always be flattered by Yan Jing's occasional tenderness.

Yan Jing hugged the cat in his arms and played with it for a while, and when he heard the clock on the wall chiming the hour, he raised his head and said, "It's ten o'clock, I'll go back first."

"Well, I'll take it to you."

It was raining outside when we went downstairs, Rong Zi gave him the umbrella, "Wait a minute, I'll drive the car over right away, be careful not to get caught in the rain." Then he ran out in the rain. Regardless of himself being drenched in an instant.

The back of the young man running in the rain quickly disappeared in the parking lot. Yan Jing stood there holding an umbrella, and the handle of the umbrella still carried his warm body temperature. The warm feeling spread all the way down the skin of the palm of his hand. whole body.I couldn't help but smiled slightly, stroked the furry head in my arms, and said in a low voice, "I...have fallen in love with him..."

"Meow." Diand rubbed his head against the palm of his hand, talking to each other, completely incomprehensible.

Yan Jing sighed lightly, "...Maybe."

Rong Zi quickly parked the car beside Yan Jing, rolled down the window and said, "Come on, the rain is getting heavier."

"En." Yan Jing opened the door and got into the car, and he hurriedly started the car.

"I just checked the electrical forecast on my mobile phone. There seems to be a typhoon tonight. Let's hurry up and hope to get you there before the typhoon comes, otherwise we will be in trouble if there is a traffic jam."

Yan Jing nodded: "Okay, drive carefully."

"know."

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a thunderous sound from time to time. Looking out through the car window, the rainwater on the road had merged into a river, and the surrounding vehicles were rushing forward frantically, for fear of encountering a typhoon on the way. The road ahead was completely blocked, the traffic queue formed a long curve, and the illuminated taillights looked like a colorful chain on a rainy night.

Yan Jing frowned, "There seems to be a traffic jam ahead."

"Don't be afraid, let's take a detour." Rong Zi bypassed the bustling road with the most cars, and drove the car around. I don't know how many detours, and finally drove steadily to Times New City, and took it from the guard. Parking card, drive into the residential area.

"Are you familiar with the road here?" Yan Jing couldn't help asking.

"Well, I often drive around, and I am very familiar with the roads in the urban area. I am not familiar with the suburbs." Rong Zi parked the car in front of the building where Yan Jing lived, "Okay, I will take you here, You go upstairs quickly."

"En." Just as Yan Jing was about to get out of the car, there was a thunderstorm above his head. The strong wind and heavy rain began to rage. A small tree not far away was directly uprooted, and with a loud bang, it hit the side of the car of the two of them.

"..." The two looked at each other.

After a moment of silence, Yan Jing said, "Put the car to the garage, it's not safe here."

Rong Zi glanced at him in surprise, "It's okay, I'll hurry up and go back the same way before it's too late, you go upstairs..."

"You are crazy, such a strong typhoon, what if something happens along the way." Yan Jing frowned and interrupted him, "You should stay tonight." After finishing speaking, he felt that the words were too ambiguous, so he quickly straightened his face , "I mean, sleep at my house tonight, don't go back."

...It really gets darker and darker.

Seeing his serious expression, Rong Zi couldn't help laughing slightly, "Okay... sorry to bother you."