looking back inadvertently

This year's autumn tiger is more powerful.The night at the end of August was still cool, but after the sun came out in the morning, it was dry and hot.The air conditioner was not turned on at night, and Liang He was woken up by the heat after seven o'clock.

He flushed his face with cold water, and the appointment with Shen Zhe yesterday became clear in his consciousness.Night is a time of impulsiveness, and some words that I feel ashamed during the day will come out naturally.However, I've been to Shen Zhe's house before, so what's the point?

If she really became neighbors with Shen Zhe, it might lead to something different.

Much like solving math problems before, when he couldn't find a clear idea, he started from the known conditions, deduced a little bit, and even got the answer when he didn't realize it.

He still hopes to get close to Shen Zhe, and he is not sure whether to restore the past state or to have new developments.But if you don't make a choice, you will never have a solution.

The place where Shen Zhe lives is a residential building built at the end of the last century. Now the building looks a bit old, and there is no independent community courtyard. There are only many street gardens in front of the building, and there are many small shops nearby, making life convenient.The housing structure is mainly small one-bedroom and two-bedroom houses, and most of the residents are single young people and some old people who live independently without their children.

As a native of the area, Liang He still has an impression of this area. He took the bus for five stops, and it would take ten minutes if there was no traffic. This morning, he got off the bus and went to the small park to wait for Shen Zhe.It's early, and some elderly people who do morning exercises have not left yet.A circular square surrounded by columns in the center of the garden may be the place where Shen Zhe introduced the square dance.A few minutes after he called Shen Zhe, he saw that familiar figure slowly approaching him.

"This place is dilapidated." Liang He couldn't help complaining in front of him.Regardless of the slightly mottled appearance of the building, or the old-fashioned corridor style.

Shen Zhe murmured softly, "I can't live in love."

"I'm joking."

After he changed his words with a smile, Shen Zhe didn't care anymore: "My landlord still has a house. If you are interested, I can ask for it for you."

The stairwell was dark, the soles of the feet were lightly stamped twice, and the overhead light suddenly turned on, because it was a house of some years, the walls were slightly yellow, and the corners of the ceiling were covered with cobwebs.

But this dilapidated scene gave Liang He a brand new impression after Shen Zhe opened the door.

The one-bedroom and one-living room he rented can almost see the bottom at a glance.The room is spic and span, with matching mint-green drapes in the bedroom and living room, which complement the light wood floors and original wood-coloured furniture.

"The furniture is basically provided by the landlord, and the curtains are bought by myself." Shen Zhe pointed to the same-color bookshelf in the corner of the living room. "I also bought the shelves. It took a lot of work to find a color similar to the furniture."

The bedroom is next to the living room, but there is only a bed and a desk inside, and there are no other items on the desk except a lamp and a laptop.

"Why do I feel that you are more at home than before?" Liang He didn't show any politeness to him, he simply turned around and sat down on the sofa, with a few light-colored cushions scattered beside him.

"What happened before?" Shen Zhe was also sitting, picked up a pillow, lowered his head, and smelled the smell on it.

"Your room wasn't so tidy before."

Shen Zhe gave him a disdainful look: "It's not as messy as yours, is it?" He didn't know what he thought of, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, showing a slight smile.

The curtains behind Liang He are almost closed, but the mint green color is light, sunlight can penetrate easily, the edges of the shadows of the furniture on the wooden floor are neat and orderly, and the irregular ones are the sitting figures.

There is a calendar on the bookshelf, and tomorrow, which is next Monday, is circled with a red pen.

"Are you going to school tomorrow?"

"Well," Shen Zhe also turned his head away, "Actually, I will go to the school for training during this period, but tomorrow night is the parent meeting of the new students."

The parents' meeting in their third year of high school is still clearly in Liang He's memory. Shen Zhe played with him on the court and waited for Shen Sihong by the way.Over the past few years, he has been hosting parent-teacher meetings for others.

"It's fine if you don't have a middle school teacher." Liang He said for no reason.

"Ok?"

"You haven't changed much," Liang He smiled again, "you're still like a middle school student."

Shen Zhe replied bluntly: "But you wanted to call me uncle when I was in middle school."

Liang He was stunned for a long time before he remembered where the rhetoric came from.At that time, they were sleeping on the same bed in their own home, and he complained about the other party's display, and Shen Zhe asked him if he wanted to call him uncle.

"I didn't," Liang He immediately retorted, "You imagined it yourself!"

Shen Zhe didn't speak, and smiled at the pillow in his hand. That thing had strange facial features, like some kind of cartoon image, which Liang He didn't recognize.After a while, he stuffed the fluffy pillow into Liang He's arms, half stood up by himself, and took two apples from the fruit basket on the coffee table.

His current apple peeling technique is much better than before, the apple peel is almost continuous, and the surface will not be pitted.

"Do you want to eat here at noon?" The last piece of apple peel fell, and he asked, "We can do it together."

Even this feeling seemed familiar, Liang He forgot to answer for a moment.

"My current level is better than before." Shen Zhe continued.

Liang Hyuk belatedly realized that he was referring to cooking skills.

Say it as if your level was high before.After complaining in his heart, he said, "I'm better too."

Liang He is not used to the food in American school restaurants, and he often cooks by himself when he was in college. In terms of cooking, he thinks he is no worse than Shen Zhe.

"Then let's go together." Shen Zhe put the apples cut into small pieces on a plate and pushed them to the center of the coffee table, "Here."

"Do you like braised pork with more sugar or less sugar?" Shen Zhe asked Liang He behind him while stirring the ingredients in the pot with money.

"whatever."

The aroma of the meat has already overflowed, and it has become more and more intense.Liang He hadn't eaten this dish for several years, because Qin Ying loved to cook it before, and now he almost forgot its taste.

However, the kitchen space in Shen Zhe's apartment is relatively limited, and it is difficult for Liang He to stand side by side with him, and he doesn't know how his kitchen utensils are arranged, so he can only help out in the back and help a little.

The heat generated by the kitchen makes the already not-so-cool early autumn air even more restless.The white smoke from the lid of the stew lingered in front of Liang He's eyes, and it became fainter as it went up.While helping to wash the vegetables, his cell phone rang and he went outside to answer the call.

Shen Zhe took over what he had done halfway and threw the basket under the leader.The vegetable leaves are immersed in the water, and the water flows over the back of the hand.Liang He's voice was not heavy, but the room was not too big, Shen Zhe heard some sporadic words.

"Are you going on a business trip?" Shen Zhe asked unconsciously after the other party returned to the kitchen.

"Well," Liang He told him, it wasn't information worth concealing, "I'm going abroad at the end of next month, and the manager told me to take my passport with me tomorrow."

"Going abroad?" Shen Zhe seemed a little sensitive to these two words, and was slightly taken aback, "How long?"

"Just over a week," Liang He said, "There are two exhibitions in Europe."

Shen Zhe turned off the faucet and shook the water off his hands: "I thought how long it would be."

"I've already returned to China, so how can I stay abroad again?" Liang He finished speaking with a smile, vaguely feeling the other party's nervousness.

If in the past, he might have taken the opportunity to tease, 'Don't you want me to go? 'Just like when he regarded skipping class as "elopement" at the beginning, the lingering atmosphere created inadvertently made him nostalgic.But now he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.Those words with blurred boundaries are likely to lose the meaning of the joke as soon as they are spoken.

"What do you think?"

Shen Zhe's voice suddenly fell, and Liang He stopped his overly divergent thoughts: "It's nothing."

"Come on," Shen Zhe looked in a good mood, picked up the stewed meat with his chopsticks, and blew gently, "Open your mouth."

The author says:

expected to be together next week