are you a cat

Yechen really wanted to ask Xu Yuxing if he only knew this.

He is obviously a person who is going to be three years old, so childish as if he is only three years old.

He is used to swearing at people with his eyes, Xu Yuxing was overjoyed: "Then it's settled."

Yechen seemed to be affected and degraded if he said one more word, so he was extremely impatient: "It's up to you."

It was still early to come out of the studio, and the sun was scorching outside. Even standing in a shade where the sun could not find it, one could feel the steaming heat visible to the naked eye in the air.

After only being out in the sun for less than half an hour, the inside of the carriage was stuffy and hot, and it became extremely hot when people entered.

Xu Yuxing turned on the air conditioner, and took out a bottle of chilled mineral water from the car refrigerator to Ye Chen.

He drove out of the parking space and asked Yechen, "Go home?"

The body of the mineral water bottle soon became foggy, and Yechen unscrewed the cap and took a sip. The cold water was slightly suppressed, causing psychological irritability due to the weather.

Although the sun is still very strong at this time, it is actually getting late.

Yechen twisted the bottle cap and asked, "Are you free today?"

At this point, the band should be ready to perform tonight, right?

"It's quite free," Xu Yuxing could hear the words in his words, "the band didn't perform today."

In fact, the band has been quite busy recently, and the signing of Planet Records has also given them some resource support, including the planning of new albums, the increase in performances, and the performances they will present in the band's selection of variety shows. It seems that the band is on the right track.

Yechen said "Oh" indifferently, then said after a pause, "I'm going to buy painting supplies."

Painters have their own favorite brands and use their favorite brands, and Ye Chen is the same, and the training time is long after all. Sitting in the studio for a whole day will cause several times the loss of painting materials than usual.

Although he also has a lot of painting materials at home, it is better to prepare more in advance than to find out that there are none when he needs to use them.

The painting material store that Yechen often goes to is in the city center. After he went there with a strong goal, he went straight to the shelves he needed.

Xu Yuxing was dazzled when he saw the rows of pens, paper, and paints on the shelves. They didn't seem to have much difference except for the brands.

Yechen turned around inadvertently, and saw Xu Yuxing behind him who could pick up everything and look at it, looking at the pen and touching the paper, like a child with ADHD.

"What's the difference between these sketch papers and the ones from the roadside stationery store?" Xu Yuxing casually picked up a sketchbook from the neatly arranged sketchbooks in front of him.

The specifications and the number of sheets are written on the package. Forty sheets cost more than 80 yuan, which is more than two yuan per sheet.

Two dollars may not sound expensive, but it seems a bit exaggerated when it comes to buying a piece of paper for two dollars.

Anyway, Xu Yuxing, a layman, thought it was a bit exaggerated.

"Most of the sketch paper in the stationery store is very rough, and the abrasion resistance is not good."

To be honest, Xu Yuxing didn't quite understand. Paper also pays attention to wear resistance?

"Rough paper is easy to fluff when rubbed." It is not easy to modify.

Yechen used to use a domestic paper, which was a bit more expensive than the sketch paper in the stationery store, but it was not as expensive as the imported paper in Xu Yuxing's hand. He lowered his head and counted a few sketchbooks and put them in the shopping basket.

After tapping the items in his shopping basket, Yechen went to the front desk to check out.

Xu Yuxing looked at the accumulated amount of money jumping on the monitor, and found that learning painting was indeed not cheap.

It should be that it is not cheap if it has something to do with art.

Putting things into the trunk, Xu Yuxing asked, "Is there anything else you want to buy?"

"No more," Yechen said, "Go home."

Xu Yuxing stood still: "Child, are you hungry?"

After their visit to the painting material store, the sky has already darkened but not yet completely dark. The neon lights are shining on the side of the road. It seems that after walking two steps, you can smell the aroma wafting from the restaurants that are waiting for customers on the street.

It's time for dinner.

As soon as he reminded him, Yechen was indeed hungry.

Although he didn't speak, Xu Yuxing had already seen through him: "What do you want to eat?"

Yechen: "Anything is fine."

The person who happened to pass by next to him was holding a bowl of roasted brains, and Xu Yuxing was so greedy that he asked Yechen, "Do you want to eat brains?"

As a native of Rongcheng, Yechen naturally ate.

Xu Yuxing opened the car door: "Come on, I know there is a restaurant that is particularly delicious."

After 10 minutes, Xu Yuxing finally found a parking space in the crowded traffic.

Looking at the familiar street, Yechen probably knew which restaurant Xu Yuxing wanted to take him to eat, which was particularly delicious.

The Naohua shop is just at the intersection. Compared with the hot pot restaurant next door, it has only a pitifully small facade, and there are no more than two small tables for dine-in inside.

But this restaurant is very famous in Rongcheng. It has been open in this place for more than 20 years, and the people queuing up to buy it every day are more than the customers of the hot pot restaurant next door.

Xu Yuxing asked Yechen, "Have you eaten?"

There are only two words in Yechen's eyes - nonsense.

"That's right," Xu Yuxing asked, "Which flavor do you want?"

It must be spicy.

The line outside the Nao Flower Shop at the intersection was as long as it seemed endless.

"You wait for me in the car," Xu Yuxing took a look around, but didn't let Yechen get out of the car together.

It was hot outside and the line was long, and Ye Chen really didn't have the patience to wait in line.

Seeing that Xu Yuxing was at the end of the line, he estimated that he would have to wait at least half an hour, so he planned to play games to pass the time.

Halfway through, the delivery man came and knocked on the window: "Your delivery."

At the same time, Yechen's mobile phone received a message from Xu Yuxing, asking him to eat something if he was hungry.

Yechen took a look during the game breaks, and there were a bunch of snacks, such as rabbit head duck head spicy chicken feet egg cakes and so on. As soon as the package was opened, the car was full of that spicy and delicious smell.

Ye Chen wanted to eat, but it was inconvenient even if his hands were empty.

So when Xu Yuxing Xu Yuxing came back with his brain in his hands, he didn't move a single bite.

The game in Yechen's hands entered the finals. He concentrated on the game and did not respond to Xu Yuxing's movement of opening the door to get into the car. Until a scent penetrated his nose, he glanced at Xu Yuxing from the corner of his eye.

"Open your mouth," Xu Yuxing pushed the spoon to his mouth, "it won't taste good when it's cold."

On the black plastic spoon he held up, the tender white brain flowers wrapped in red oil are very attractive.

The roasted brain flower is very good, it is served in a small tin foil bowl, and the green onion is served with bright red oil to hide the brain flower underneath, and you can dig out the delicate brain flower like tofu brain with a light spoon.

This thing must be eaten while it is hot to be fresh and tender. After it is cold, not only the taste will become hard but also fishy.

Yechen was hooked by the aroma, opened his mouth, and his brain melted in his mouth, and slid down his throat without chewing.

Xu Yuxing fed him a bite, and after eating a bowl of brain teas not only did not delay the game at all, but he also won.

He put down his phone: "I'll do it myself."

After the two finished eating and disposed of the garbage, Xu Yuxing lowered the window of the car, and the smell in the car was basically blown away by the wind when they drove to the door of Yechen's house.

Yechen's family lives on the thirteenth floor, and it's not too late at this moment. Most of the residents on the upper floor of their building are still awake, and the only window that is dark at first glance is his house.

For some reason, the closer he was to home, the worse Yechen's mood became.

Although Yechen's silence was normal, Xu Yuxing still noticed it.

The off-road vehicle slowly stopped downstairs of the unit, and Xu Yuxing looked at the dark windows upstairs, probably knowing what Yechen was resisting.

Others are always a bit popular when they go home, but there is only silence waiting for Yechen when he returns home.

And yesterday's birthday was such a commotion, and it was inevitable that Yechen would have some not-so-good memories when he got home.

Xu Yuxing tapped the steering wheel and held Yechen's hand that unfastened his seat belt: "Xiaochen."

The man's palm was a little hot, and he paused for a moment, his gaze shifted from the back of Xu Yuxing's hand to his face.

Xu Yuxing asked, "Do you want to come to my house?"

Ye Chen didn't move.

Xu Yuxing said, "That's right, I'm afraid of ghosts."

Ye Chen didn't speak.

Xu Yuxing continued: "But I watched a horror movie at home today. You also know that my house is big and empty everywhere. I'm afraid to live alone. Come and give me courage?"

Yechen looked at him, frowning lightly: "You still watch horror movies because you are afraid of ghosts, are you sick?"

"Yes," Xu Yuxing nodded without hesitation, "I also think I'm sick, and I won't watch it anymore."

Ye Chen was a little hesitant.

He couldn't tell whether Xu Yuxing's words were true or false.

"I'm afraid alone." Xu Yu said sincerely, "Don't look at me as a tall man, but I'm actually very timid. I'm not only afraid of ghosts, I'm also afraid of mice, cockroaches, and bugs."

Yechen said indifferently, "Oh."

Xu Yuxing wailed and hit Yechen's shoulder with his head.

When Xu Yuxing acted like a baby, Yechen got goose bumps all over his body.

The ears are also inexplicably hot.

He pushed Xu Yuxing away, unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car in one go, leaving only a heartless back.

"Xiaochen!" Xu Yuxing leaned forward slightly, and quickly grabbed him with sharp eyes and hands, "Are you really so heartless?"

These words sounded like the heroine in a TV series attacking scumbags.

Yechen was speechless for a while, then turned around and said impatiently, "Let me go home and feed the cat first."

Xu Yuxing: "Then go to my house after feeding the cat."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Cats can also come to my house together."

Yechen pulled out his hand with a face full of displeasure, and wiped his clothes with a look of disgust: "Mother-in-law."

The author has something to say: writing Brain Roasting at night made my mouth water. . . . .