On the wedding day, he was taken away by his scumbag ex
Chapter 37 New Years
Shu Yicheng doesn't like the word "thank you". Although in the established public order and good customs, this is a very polite expression, and he himself will use it to express his gratitude when he receives service or help, but he has always cherished this word. "Keep your distance" sentiment.
In his heart, this word means strangeness and alienation at the same time, especially when it comes from Huo Qing's mouth, this word has other meanings - a kind of coldness that is drifting away and is about to cut off the relationship.
He didn't remember how he got along with Huo Qing when they were in love before, but he absolutely didn't want to hear this word from Huo Qing now.
But Huo Qing didn't do anything, instead took him to Xiaoqiu's house for breakfast.
Before the first breakfast of the new year was over, the temporary workers hired by the couple came over. At noon, tourists who ordered meals would come. The Spring Festival is a good time to make money, and every household is very busy.
Huo Qing didn't want to be idle, he didn't know how to cook, so he offered to help wash the vegetables.
After getting along during this period of time, I have become quite familiar with Xiaoqiu's family, so the husband and wife are not polite and let him go.
The small courtyard at the back was full of vegetables and baskets. Huo Qing put on the gloves for washing vegetables, and carried a bundle of cabbage into the specially built large pool.
Shu Yicheng, who was always with him like a shadow, also joined in silently. The two of them washed one by one and drained the water and put them on the table. They cooperated closely, but neither of them spoke.
The sun wakes up the day and creates a sparkling effect on the pool.
Shu Yicheng raised his eyelashes, looked out from below, and bumped into that busy figure.
After a short pause, the movement slowed down.
He always felt that Huo Qing had something to tell him, but he didn't know why he didn't speak for so long.
Are you waiting for the right moment, or are you thinking about wording?
Actually, it doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter what tone you use or what you say.
Don't ignore him as long as he's still willing to talk to him.
Just like now, the two are in the same sky, in the same small courtyard, like two strangers.
He even thought that if Huo Qing suddenly rushed up to beat him up now, he would accept it.
But Huo Qing didn't mean to talk to him...
At this time, Xiaoqiu's mother came in: "Come on, take a rest, don't be busy, oh, so much washing, thank you, really, you are guests, and I let you work."
"It's nothing." Huo Qing threw the last handful of lettuce into the bamboo basket, "Idle is idle."
There are tables and chairs for resting in the backyard. Xiaoqiu's mother brought a kettle of tea and melon seed snacks and went to work again.
The gate of the courtyard is near the entrance of the village. From time to time, cars slide past leisurely, and the tires press the road, raising a little dust.
The hustle and bustle is getting stronger, with laughter and laughter.
Huo Qing drank half a cup of tea, and considered whether to go back to his residence to rest for a while. There seemed to be a hill in the east of the village, and there was a very old temple on it, and he could go to worship in the afternoon.
After coming here for so long, he has been too lazy to move, and he knows nothing about other places except the two-point-line road between his residence and here.
Suddenly a bell rang next to his ear, Huo Qing stopped thinking, heated water in the cup, and heard Shu Yicheng answer the phone.
"Hey... sorry I forgot... I'll be back now."
Shu Yicheng seemed to be in a hurry to leave, and stopped at the door, turned around, looked at Huo Qing, hesitant to speak.
Huo Qing: "Is there something wrong?"
"You, can you not leave?" Shu Yicheng looked so anxious like a calf, Huo Qing even felt that he saw his feet digging the ground, "I'll go back and pack my things."
Huo Qing remembered: "No place to stay?" Probably the guest who booked the room was about to arrive, and the boss told him to go back and tidy up.
Seeing Shu Yicheng nodding, he also nodded, "Stay with me." He took out his room card and put it on the corner of the table.
stay with me.
If he hadn't seen Huo Qing take out the room card with his own eyes, and the room card was still placed on the table, Shu Yicheng would have wondered if he was dreaming.
He thought that Huo Qing hated him to death, that he would never look at him again in his life.
Huo Qing gave him the card of his own room and asked him to live with him.
Lights light up in the dark, oases emerge from the desert, and branches protrude from the cliffs.
Everything was so unexpected, but the instinct of life made Shu Yicheng react immediately, stepped forward to pick up the room card, bowed his head, and kissed Huo Qing gently on the forehead, and then ran away like a breeze.
Just as Shu Yicheng left, Xiao Qiu ran into the yard, smiling: "Uncle Huo, here you are."
Huo Qing's thinking was a bit slow, his brain was like a rusty gear, and it took a while to barely return to its original position, showing his usual gentle smile: "What is this?"
"It's milk tea!" Xiaoqiu raised her head, as if feeling strange, "Uncle Huo, last time I went for surgery, you bought it for me, it's so delicious!"
Huo Qing rubbed his brows: "Uncle Huo forgot, Xiao Qiu bought this by himself?"
A few days ago, Xiaoqiu’s father said that people like this now, but the population of the village is limited, and the return on investment of this kind of product that is almost “travel limited” is too low, so some restaurants will make some milk tea or coffee by themselves. I plan to find someone to learn after the Spring Festival is over, and increase my income.
Xiaoqiu: "I bought them with lucky money. They are strawberry and peach flavored. They are for Uncle Huo and Uncle Shu."
Huo Qing touched Xiao Qiu's braid: "Thank you Xiao Qiu."
Xiaoqiu ran out to play again.
The transparent plastic cup, the milk tea is wrapped with some strawberry pulp, and covered with a thin layer of cream, the appearance is amazing.
Huo Qing took apart the straw and took a sip.
It's really sweet.
It is not the sweetness of fruit, nor the sweetness of simple sugar, but a mixed sweetness of mixed fruity aroma and rich cream.
Huo Qing seldom drank these before, including now, he didn't like the taste, but he drank all the milk tea in one sip.
When Shu Yicheng returned soon, Huo Qing was drinking the second pot of tea, he was very surprised: "Why do you drink so much tea?"
"It's nothing." It's just because the tongue is covered by the sweetness, and the follow-up is a little tired, "Xiaoqiu gave it to you."
Shu Yicheng took Fenfen's cup, his eyebrows twitched twice, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then he remembered something, his eyes swept away, and it landed exactly in the trash can beside the table.
really.
Huo Qing didn't like this kind of sweet drink at all, but he would happily accept the kind gift from others.
And he knew that Huo Qing was really happy when he drank it, not pretending or acting.
His kindness to others has always been sincere.
As for him, he is so used to treating other people's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, wishing to treat everyone in the world as an enemy, and he must kill them quickly, which is the best interpretation of ungratefulness.
Shu Yicheng suddenly couldn't laugh, the joy of coming and going all the way disappeared, he tore off the straw, and drank milk tea silently.
Before finishing a cup of milk tea, Xiaoqiu's mother ran over again: "What do you want for lunch? Let Xiaoqiu's father cook it for you later."
The large courtyard for entertaining guests was full of people, and everyone was too busy to touch the ground, so Huo Qing was naturally embarrassed: "Don't worry about us."
"How can I do that? I want to eat!"
Huo Qing: "It's really not necessary, you are busy with your own work." He thought it was better to leave first, and it would delay his business here.
"Mr. Huo likes to eat fish, let his father make fried fish with scallions later, Mr. Shu, you..."
Shu Yicheng suddenly interjected, "I'll cook."
Xiaoqiu's mother let out an "ah", expressing that she didn't understand.
"You are busy, I will take care of Huo Qing's and I's meals." Shu Yicheng glanced at Huo Qing, "I just need to borrow your kitchen and dishes, and I will pay for it."
Xiaoqiu's mother waved her hand: "What money are you talking about? You can use the kitchen and vegetables. Unexpectedly, Mr. Shu can cook."
"I haven't done it for a long time." He bent his neck and his voice was low, "No one eats it."
The kitchen used by Xiaoqiu’s family to entertain guests is next to the big yard, and the small kitchen is empty, except for a big yellow dog sleeping beside the earthen stove. When he heard the footsteps, he immediately raised his ears vigilantly, then quickly drooped his ears back and shook it gently. Tail.
Huo Qing squatted down in front of the yellow dog, and skillfully stroked its round head. The dog lay comfortably on its stomach, obviously familiar with him.
Shu Yicheng stared at the yellow dog angrily, feeling a little jealous.
The yellow dog seemed to sense malice, raised its head vigilantly, and rubbed Huo Qing's palm.
Huo Qing looked up inexplicably, and saw that Shu Yicheng was lowering his head to lift the lid of the pot, and Gouzi also lay back on his stomach.
Shu Yicheng brought the ingredients, but he didn't ask Huo Qing what he wanted to eat, and Huo Qing didn't say anything.
Heat the oil in a pan, put the scallions in the pan and sauté until fragrant, put the fatty fish wrapped in egg liquid into the oil pan, pick up the skin when it changes color, adjust the sauce, and pour it over.
The range hood is working tirelessly, but the kitchen is still filled with the strong fragrance of scallion oil.
Huo Qing leaned against the door, as if returning to the past.
At that time, when Shu Yicheng was cooking, sometimes he would ask him for a favor, sometimes to boil a pot of water, sometimes to wash two cloves of garlic, or let him have a taste.
He smiled and said, "Huo Qing, come here."
Or: "Help me get that."
Huo Qing's eyes swelled.
The Shu Yicheng in memory is completely different from the one in front of him.
He couldn't figure out whether he loved the man in his memory who was always optimistic and sunny, smiling and hugging him, or Shu Yicheng.
The former Shu Yicheng will never appear, or in other words, he never existed in the first place, it was just a dream that Shu Yicheng painstakingly weaved under the trick of fate;
And if it's the latter, he doesn't know what emotion and mentality he should use to face this person. The collapsed trust, the embarrassing past, and the truth of the accident that has been so foggy all make him flinch.
He seemed to be walking on the tip of a knife, every step forward felt pain.
But he can't stay where he is forever, he has to make a choice.
Shu Yicheng shouted: "It's time to eat."
Shu Yicheng's dishes suit his taste, the two of them finished their meal quietly, and cleaned up the kitchen together.
Huo Qing: "Let's go back in a while, it's not convenient here."
Shu Yicheng nodded, being able to be alone with Huo Qing was naturally what he wished for.
There was an endless stream of tourists, and the village was full of noise.
Going through the lively crowd back to the B&B, Huo Qing made tea, Shu Yicheng went into the bathroom, and when he got out of the shower, he suddenly found that Huo Qing had drawn the curtains, only a lamp was on by the bedside.
Huo Qing sat on the head of the bed in his pajamas, looking at him quietly.
The blood in Shu Yicheng's whole body rushed to the top of his head, and his whole body was about to explode.
In his heart, this word means strangeness and alienation at the same time, especially when it comes from Huo Qing's mouth, this word has other meanings - a kind of coldness that is drifting away and is about to cut off the relationship.
He didn't remember how he got along with Huo Qing when they were in love before, but he absolutely didn't want to hear this word from Huo Qing now.
But Huo Qing didn't do anything, instead took him to Xiaoqiu's house for breakfast.
Before the first breakfast of the new year was over, the temporary workers hired by the couple came over. At noon, tourists who ordered meals would come. The Spring Festival is a good time to make money, and every household is very busy.
Huo Qing didn't want to be idle, he didn't know how to cook, so he offered to help wash the vegetables.
After getting along during this period of time, I have become quite familiar with Xiaoqiu's family, so the husband and wife are not polite and let him go.
The small courtyard at the back was full of vegetables and baskets. Huo Qing put on the gloves for washing vegetables, and carried a bundle of cabbage into the specially built large pool.
Shu Yicheng, who was always with him like a shadow, also joined in silently. The two of them washed one by one and drained the water and put them on the table. They cooperated closely, but neither of them spoke.
The sun wakes up the day and creates a sparkling effect on the pool.
Shu Yicheng raised his eyelashes, looked out from below, and bumped into that busy figure.
After a short pause, the movement slowed down.
He always felt that Huo Qing had something to tell him, but he didn't know why he didn't speak for so long.
Are you waiting for the right moment, or are you thinking about wording?
Actually, it doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter what tone you use or what you say.
Don't ignore him as long as he's still willing to talk to him.
Just like now, the two are in the same sky, in the same small courtyard, like two strangers.
He even thought that if Huo Qing suddenly rushed up to beat him up now, he would accept it.
But Huo Qing didn't mean to talk to him...
At this time, Xiaoqiu's mother came in: "Come on, take a rest, don't be busy, oh, so much washing, thank you, really, you are guests, and I let you work."
"It's nothing." Huo Qing threw the last handful of lettuce into the bamboo basket, "Idle is idle."
There are tables and chairs for resting in the backyard. Xiaoqiu's mother brought a kettle of tea and melon seed snacks and went to work again.
The gate of the courtyard is near the entrance of the village. From time to time, cars slide past leisurely, and the tires press the road, raising a little dust.
The hustle and bustle is getting stronger, with laughter and laughter.
Huo Qing drank half a cup of tea, and considered whether to go back to his residence to rest for a while. There seemed to be a hill in the east of the village, and there was a very old temple on it, and he could go to worship in the afternoon.
After coming here for so long, he has been too lazy to move, and he knows nothing about other places except the two-point-line road between his residence and here.
Suddenly a bell rang next to his ear, Huo Qing stopped thinking, heated water in the cup, and heard Shu Yicheng answer the phone.
"Hey... sorry I forgot... I'll be back now."
Shu Yicheng seemed to be in a hurry to leave, and stopped at the door, turned around, looked at Huo Qing, hesitant to speak.
Huo Qing: "Is there something wrong?"
"You, can you not leave?" Shu Yicheng looked so anxious like a calf, Huo Qing even felt that he saw his feet digging the ground, "I'll go back and pack my things."
Huo Qing remembered: "No place to stay?" Probably the guest who booked the room was about to arrive, and the boss told him to go back and tidy up.
Seeing Shu Yicheng nodding, he also nodded, "Stay with me." He took out his room card and put it on the corner of the table.
stay with me.
If he hadn't seen Huo Qing take out the room card with his own eyes, and the room card was still placed on the table, Shu Yicheng would have wondered if he was dreaming.
He thought that Huo Qing hated him to death, that he would never look at him again in his life.
Huo Qing gave him the card of his own room and asked him to live with him.
Lights light up in the dark, oases emerge from the desert, and branches protrude from the cliffs.
Everything was so unexpected, but the instinct of life made Shu Yicheng react immediately, stepped forward to pick up the room card, bowed his head, and kissed Huo Qing gently on the forehead, and then ran away like a breeze.
Just as Shu Yicheng left, Xiao Qiu ran into the yard, smiling: "Uncle Huo, here you are."
Huo Qing's thinking was a bit slow, his brain was like a rusty gear, and it took a while to barely return to its original position, showing his usual gentle smile: "What is this?"
"It's milk tea!" Xiaoqiu raised her head, as if feeling strange, "Uncle Huo, last time I went for surgery, you bought it for me, it's so delicious!"
Huo Qing rubbed his brows: "Uncle Huo forgot, Xiao Qiu bought this by himself?"
A few days ago, Xiaoqiu’s father said that people like this now, but the population of the village is limited, and the return on investment of this kind of product that is almost “travel limited” is too low, so some restaurants will make some milk tea or coffee by themselves. I plan to find someone to learn after the Spring Festival is over, and increase my income.
Xiaoqiu: "I bought them with lucky money. They are strawberry and peach flavored. They are for Uncle Huo and Uncle Shu."
Huo Qing touched Xiao Qiu's braid: "Thank you Xiao Qiu."
Xiaoqiu ran out to play again.
The transparent plastic cup, the milk tea is wrapped with some strawberry pulp, and covered with a thin layer of cream, the appearance is amazing.
Huo Qing took apart the straw and took a sip.
It's really sweet.
It is not the sweetness of fruit, nor the sweetness of simple sugar, but a mixed sweetness of mixed fruity aroma and rich cream.
Huo Qing seldom drank these before, including now, he didn't like the taste, but he drank all the milk tea in one sip.
When Shu Yicheng returned soon, Huo Qing was drinking the second pot of tea, he was very surprised: "Why do you drink so much tea?"
"It's nothing." It's just because the tongue is covered by the sweetness, and the follow-up is a little tired, "Xiaoqiu gave it to you."
Shu Yicheng took Fenfen's cup, his eyebrows twitched twice, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then he remembered something, his eyes swept away, and it landed exactly in the trash can beside the table.
really.
Huo Qing didn't like this kind of sweet drink at all, but he would happily accept the kind gift from others.
And he knew that Huo Qing was really happy when he drank it, not pretending or acting.
His kindness to others has always been sincere.
As for him, he is so used to treating other people's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, wishing to treat everyone in the world as an enemy, and he must kill them quickly, which is the best interpretation of ungratefulness.
Shu Yicheng suddenly couldn't laugh, the joy of coming and going all the way disappeared, he tore off the straw, and drank milk tea silently.
Before finishing a cup of milk tea, Xiaoqiu's mother ran over again: "What do you want for lunch? Let Xiaoqiu's father cook it for you later."
The large courtyard for entertaining guests was full of people, and everyone was too busy to touch the ground, so Huo Qing was naturally embarrassed: "Don't worry about us."
"How can I do that? I want to eat!"
Huo Qing: "It's really not necessary, you are busy with your own work." He thought it was better to leave first, and it would delay his business here.
"Mr. Huo likes to eat fish, let his father make fried fish with scallions later, Mr. Shu, you..."
Shu Yicheng suddenly interjected, "I'll cook."
Xiaoqiu's mother let out an "ah", expressing that she didn't understand.
"You are busy, I will take care of Huo Qing's and I's meals." Shu Yicheng glanced at Huo Qing, "I just need to borrow your kitchen and dishes, and I will pay for it."
Xiaoqiu's mother waved her hand: "What money are you talking about? You can use the kitchen and vegetables. Unexpectedly, Mr. Shu can cook."
"I haven't done it for a long time." He bent his neck and his voice was low, "No one eats it."
The kitchen used by Xiaoqiu’s family to entertain guests is next to the big yard, and the small kitchen is empty, except for a big yellow dog sleeping beside the earthen stove. When he heard the footsteps, he immediately raised his ears vigilantly, then quickly drooped his ears back and shook it gently. Tail.
Huo Qing squatted down in front of the yellow dog, and skillfully stroked its round head. The dog lay comfortably on its stomach, obviously familiar with him.
Shu Yicheng stared at the yellow dog angrily, feeling a little jealous.
The yellow dog seemed to sense malice, raised its head vigilantly, and rubbed Huo Qing's palm.
Huo Qing looked up inexplicably, and saw that Shu Yicheng was lowering his head to lift the lid of the pot, and Gouzi also lay back on his stomach.
Shu Yicheng brought the ingredients, but he didn't ask Huo Qing what he wanted to eat, and Huo Qing didn't say anything.
Heat the oil in a pan, put the scallions in the pan and sauté until fragrant, put the fatty fish wrapped in egg liquid into the oil pan, pick up the skin when it changes color, adjust the sauce, and pour it over.
The range hood is working tirelessly, but the kitchen is still filled with the strong fragrance of scallion oil.
Huo Qing leaned against the door, as if returning to the past.
At that time, when Shu Yicheng was cooking, sometimes he would ask him for a favor, sometimes to boil a pot of water, sometimes to wash two cloves of garlic, or let him have a taste.
He smiled and said, "Huo Qing, come here."
Or: "Help me get that."
Huo Qing's eyes swelled.
The Shu Yicheng in memory is completely different from the one in front of him.
He couldn't figure out whether he loved the man in his memory who was always optimistic and sunny, smiling and hugging him, or Shu Yicheng.
The former Shu Yicheng will never appear, or in other words, he never existed in the first place, it was just a dream that Shu Yicheng painstakingly weaved under the trick of fate;
And if it's the latter, he doesn't know what emotion and mentality he should use to face this person. The collapsed trust, the embarrassing past, and the truth of the accident that has been so foggy all make him flinch.
He seemed to be walking on the tip of a knife, every step forward felt pain.
But he can't stay where he is forever, he has to make a choice.
Shu Yicheng shouted: "It's time to eat."
Shu Yicheng's dishes suit his taste, the two of them finished their meal quietly, and cleaned up the kitchen together.
Huo Qing: "Let's go back in a while, it's not convenient here."
Shu Yicheng nodded, being able to be alone with Huo Qing was naturally what he wished for.
There was an endless stream of tourists, and the village was full of noise.
Going through the lively crowd back to the B&B, Huo Qing made tea, Shu Yicheng went into the bathroom, and when he got out of the shower, he suddenly found that Huo Qing had drawn the curtains, only a lamp was on by the bedside.
Huo Qing sat on the head of the bed in his pajamas, looking at him quietly.
The blood in Shu Yicheng's whole body rushed to the top of his head, and his whole body was about to explode.
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