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At night when Liu Qijun went home, Zheng Yuming hadn't come back yet.

He belatedly remembered that Zheng Yuming had an engagement today.Thinking that he hadn't been in love for a long time, he took a short break and went to the kitchen to prepare a pot of soup for his lover who might be drunk.

There are not many things in the refrigerator. The two of them seldom fire at home recently. Auntie didn’t buy much food reserves. There were only two bags of quick-frozen dumplings, a few eggs, a white radish, and a small bag of soybeans. He continued to rummage through and found Order fungus and shiitake mushrooms. There is half a chicken in the freezer, which seems to be bought half a month ago.

He turned them all out, washed the casserole, and started to stew chicken soup.

The casserole was turned from high to low and simmered slowly, and he cooked a bag of dumplings for himself to eat.Calculating the time, Zheng Yuming estimated that he was still drinking. He had nothing to do, so he called his parents.

Aunt Liu is discussing with Uncle Liu about going back to her hometown for the Chinese New Year this year. There is an elderly elder in the countryside who is celebrating his [-]th birthday this year, and the family is going to put up a banquet, so they are invited to go to the countryside to celebrate the New Year when they are free.

The Liu family has lived in the city since Liu Qijun's grandfather's generation. Over the past few decades, they have less and less contact with relatives in the countryside, but they are still the same family and will go back every few years.There are many relatives in the Liu family, especially Liu Qijun's generation has many dragons and phoenixes. The people in the clan feel that they are honored, and they want to take advantage of the old man's [-]th birthday to invite them back, which can be regarded as a show of glory.

Liu Qijun's parents' hometown is not far away, where Liu is the common surname, and people with the surname Liu are family friends even if they are not relatives.Aunt Liu is still very familiar with her husband's hometown. Her parents sold their house in the city seven or eight years ago and went back to their hometown for retirement. She also wants to take this opportunity to go back to live for two months and spend time with her parents.

Uncle Liu didn't object, but his accounting office was already busy at the end of the year, and he couldn't leave for such a long time. He was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to do.The two discussed for a long time before thinking of their son.

"Xiaojun, I remember you are not busy in the first month, right? Do you want to go back and live with mom for a while?"

Liu Qijun's side is also very busy right now, and there may be some time in the next year.Hearing the words, he hesitated: "Mom, my hometown is so far away...my annual leave is at most until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so I won't be able to go for long."

"You haven't seen your grandpa and grandma for a while, right?" Aunt Liu played the family card, "Yesterday your grandma asked me about you on the phone."

"Mom, grandma and the others still spent the Dragon Boat Festival at our house, and it hasn't been long..." Liu Qijun was helpless, "I don't think it's easy for me to spare my time for visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year this year. You...how about Think again?"

"I can talk about anything here. Although there are many blind dates during the Chinese New Year, your mother and I are not short of that little money. The main reason is that your grandparents are getting older, and your health has become worse and worse in the past two years..." Aunt Liu sighed , "Forget it, you two are busy, so I'll go back by myself."

Liu Qijun couldn't hear his mother sighing so much, so he had no choice but to think about it again, and Uncle Liu also quickly said that he could look at the things in the institute again.

After talking on the phone for more than an hour, Aunt Liu asked, "Why do you keep talking, where is Yu Ming?"

"He has a social event today, and he hasn't come back yet." Liu Qijun held the phone and went to the kitchen to look at the soup. The slow-cooking casserole gradually overflowed with aroma, making his nose itchy.

"He's also entertaining? You've been doing one game at a time lately..." Aunt Liu complained, and then said, "Aren't you going to pick him up? Will you be too drunk to go back?"

"I'll call him later." Liu Qijun stirred the casserole with a spoon, and continued, "Mom, how are you getting ready for the new year? How about I go back and buy it for you together?"

"Come on, I'm counting on you, the day lily is cold. With your dad here, we both have almost bought it." Aunt Liu thought about it, and asked, "Xiao Jun, how do you and Yu Ming plan to spend the New Year this year? I Remember his parents are in the United States? Is he going to the United States to be with his family, or come to our house? You can ask me clearly so that I can arrange the itinerary for the end of the year."

Liu Qijun was stunned for a moment before realizing that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and where to eat the New Year's Eve dinner is still a problem.He hesitated for a moment, and said, "I haven't asked him yet, I'll tell you later after I ask."

"Okay. Remember to ask earlier!"

After chatting for a while, Liu Qijun hung up the phone.He looked at his watch, it was almost ten o'clock, and Zheng Yuming hadn't come back yet.He called the other party, the first time he was hung up, and the second time the ring rang outside the door, it seemed that he had arrived home.

He ran over to open the door in two or three steps, just in time to see Zheng Yuming, who was too drunk to keep his eyes open, on Jiang Yang's back, holding the key in his hand and preparing to open the door.

The two looked at each other, both stunned.

Jiang Yang shaved his beard and kept short normal hair. At first glance, Liu Qijun almost didn't recognize him.

"Why are you here?" The two said in unison.

Zheng Yuming was supported by Jiang Yang, very unruly, frowning and struggling back and forth, humming uncomfortably.Jiang Yang yelled twice: "Yu Ming, don't move! You're going to fall!"

Liu Qijun reached out and took Zheng Yuming into his arms, and whispered his name.The person who was still struggling just now sniffed his neck, gradually calmed down, and let him hold him without moving.

"Damn, it's all right!" Jiang Yang was dumbfounded.

Liu Qijun evoked a slightly smug smile, coaxed him in a gentle voice, put his arm through his knees, picked him up, put him back in the bedroom firmly, helped him take off his coat and shoes and socks, covered him After putting on the quilt, he exited.

Jiang Yang, who watched the whole process, stood outside the bedroom door and stared at him: "When did you live in?"

"I've already moved in." Liu Qijun motioned him to lower his voice, pulled him to the living room to sit down, and asked, "Why did you send him back? Where's his assistant?"

"I'm a girl, can I ask someone to send a drunk?" Jiang Yang sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and raised his hand to smack the alcohol in his mouth. Sent it back. I said, as a guest, don't I even have a glass of water?"

Liu Qijun smiled, knowing that he had realized the reality, he said, "Wait a minute, I'll pour you a glass. Can honey water be okay?"

"Whatever." Jiang Yang looked around, observed the furnishings in the house, and muttered, "This is the first time I've entered his house, and the house is well decorated."

"He designed it himself." Liu Qijun brought him the water, "Please."

Jiang Yang drank half a cup, and then said sourly: "You got a big deal, my family Yuming is so nice."

Liu Qijun knew his character as a child, so he didn't care about it, but responded: "Yes, he is the best."

Jiang Yang made random comments, ignored him, and finally flattened his mouth on the back of the sofa: "Why can you come in and live smoothly? Tell me, did you use some magic tricks?"

Liu Qijun really wanted to roll his eyes: "We are a couple, isn't it normal to live together? How about finding a boyfriend if you have the time to eat vinegar?"

Jiang Yang frowned: "You control me!"

Liu Qijun shook his head helplessly, went around to the kitchen to see that the soup was almost done, then turned off the fire and kept it warm.

Jiang Yang followed him all the way in, and immediately got greedy: "You actually made soup, so virtuous? I want to drink it!"

Liu Qijun looked at him twice, so he had no choice but to take a bowl to help him fill a bowl, and said: "It's a bit hot, be careful."

After finishing speaking, he took out another bowl, tasted the taste, and felt that it was about the same, so he poured out a bowl, and specially filled it with chicken legs, white radish, fungus, and shiitake mushrooms. There were a few goji berries floating on the light yellow soup surface. The big bowl is really beautiful and smells delicious.

He put a white porcelain spoon in it and took it to the bedroom.

"Wait a minute, I'll give Mingduan some soup." Liu Qijun asked him, "How much wine has he drunk? Did he eat?"

"I ate a little at first, but it didn't work, and I drank too much alcohol. I yelled and felt uncomfortable all the way back to send him."

Jiang Yang followed him who was advancing cautiously, watching him put the soup on the low cabinet, sitting on the edge of the bed shaking Zheng Yuming's arm lightly, calling softly: "Yu Ming, wake up."

Zheng Yuming was shaken by him for a while, and hummed "hmm".

"Does your stomach hurt?" Liu Qijun rubbed his stomach.

Zheng Yuming frowned and patted his hand away, turned his face sideways and retched a few times.

"Get up and drink some soup." Liu Qijun helped him sit up, let him lean on the pillow, wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and then took a spoonful from the bowl, and fed him mouthful after blowing.

Zheng Yuming's eyes were slightly squinted, and he didn't know if he could see clearly. He opened and closed his mouth to drink the soup, which was quite cooperative.Liu Qijun was feeding too fast, so he frowned and turned his head away, shaking his head to express that he didn't want to drink anymore.After Liu Qijun persuaded him a few times, he turned back and continued drinking.

His fingers unconsciously grabbed the corner of Liu Qijun's clothes. When he ate the mushrooms, he closed his mouth, frowned fiercely, and did not speak, but puffed up his cheeks and opened his eyes, staring angrily at the person in front of him.

"Don't eat shiitake mushrooms?" Liu Qijun asked, took out a tissue and put it near his mouth, "Spit it out."

Zheng Yuming bowed his head and vomited out, still feeling uncomfortable.Liu Qijun fed him a few more mouthfuls, and his frown eased away.

Holding the soup in his hand, Jiang Yang looked them up and down, envy suddenly surged in his heart.

He has known Zheng Yuming for many years, and he has never seen him so obedient and self-willed.He used to be attracted by Zheng Yuming's gentle and handsome demeanor, even though he knew that this person had many minor problems, he still approached him recklessly like a moth flying towards a flame.However, seeing his appearance in front of Liu Qijun at this moment, the yearning in his heart did not gradually fade away, on the contrary, he liked him more.It's just accompanied by longing, but it is deeply powerless.

This expression is for Liu Qijun.He can't see it.

Jiang Yang was very tangled and depressed for a while, he didn't understand how Zheng Yuming fell in love with Liu Qijun, this person doesn't look good enough at all!But at this moment, he suddenly understood.

He has seen many people around Zheng Yuming, many people who are attracted to pursue him like him, many people who are obsessed with Zheng Yuming and deliberately approach him.

All of them have various excellences, but no one can be like Liu Qijun, cooking soup at home at night, coaxing the drunk Zheng Yuming to drink it sip by sip, this kind of patience and tenderness It hardly seemed like a man would have it.

He stood at the door and looked at Liu Qijun sideways to him, the bedside table lamp fell on the drooping eyebrows, deepening this gentle appearance.

The bowl of soup was finished quickly, and Liu Qijun wanted Zheng Yuming to lie down for a while before going to take a bath, but when he got up to talk, he found that Zheng Yuming's fingers were grabbing the corner of his clothes.

Liu Qijun froze for a moment, laughed, let go of his hand, and held it himself: "Go to bed first, don't take a bath just after drinking the soup, and come back after I send the guests away..."

Zheng Yuming looked up at Jiang Yang, but didn't recognize who it was, but the unconscious dissatisfaction in his eyes still made Jiang Yang a little stunned.

"Oh, I'll go. Anyway, I'm the one who sent him back, okay? This order to chase him away is not tactful, is it?"

Liu Qijun laughed silently, and said, "He probably didn't recognize you, okay, let's go out and talk."

After comforting Zheng Yuming, he went out with Jiang Yang.

"Small man, definitely a villain!" Jiang Yang threw the bowl to him, "Hmph, you vixen!"

"Are you sour?" Liu Qijun curled his lips and went to the kitchen to put the bowl away.

"It's so sour!" Jiang Yang went to the entrance to change his shoes carelessly, "There are evil things in this room, I have to leave as soon as possible."

Liu Qijun couldn't laugh or cry, he had never seen such a crazy artist.

"You walk slowly."