Thanks Bumin

"What's the matter with you? You handed in such things to me in a month. Are you ashamed to say that you are the top student in the department or grade?" Professor Feng, who is nearly sixty years old, has gray hair He still reprimanded people loudly and full of energy, he put the tea mug heavily on the table, the heavy sound of enamel hitting the wooden board shook everyone's heart.

The old man looked at these half-sized boys all wilting like frost-beaten eggplants, and the anger in his heart didn't hit one place, and he sarcastically said: "I will give you time and give you freedom. , I want you to give full play to your creativity and not be bound by other people's ideas. Fortunately, you have come up with such a thing in a whole month. Can it represent the level of our Department of Architecture at University A? You don't need to take it out , I feel ashamed."

Before, Qin Yuye secretly fantasized about how he would be praised by Professor Feng after handing in the scheme at hand, but he did not expect Professor Feng to show a gloomy face before turning over two pages of the thick volume of the scheme, and then flipped through it again. Two pages later, the corners of his mouth completely collapsed, and his entire face was covered by the storm.Then, Professor Feng called everyone in the team together and reprimanded them mercilessly until now.

After several group discussions, Qin Yuye was already recognized as the person in charge in the group, and this plan was mainly based on his design ideas, so among all the people reprimanded by Professor Feng, he was the one who couldn't hold his head up the most.

However, he also knew very well that if, as the leader, he could not speak for his subordinates at this time, it would definitely chill their hearts, and his identity as a leader would also be shaken accordingly.Therefore, even though Professor Feng's anger washed everyone like a storm at this moment, he still bite the bullet and opened his mouth to defend: "We have regular meetings every week to discuss, everyone has worked hard and checked a lot of information..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Professor Feng unceremoniously, "I have checked a lot of information, I think you have checked too much information?" Professor Feng was not a good-tempered person when he was young. I gradually restrained myself, and now I immediately revealed my true nature when the evil fire came up, and the words I said were deep and bloody, "John Utzon, Le Corbusier, I.M. Pei, you just spell things out for me I got this thing together, I want to see the masterpieces of the masters, I can directly appreciate their own works, why bother to look at your low-end designs, you have the nerve to tell me what to check a lot of information, I will do it for you blush!"

Qin Yuye was immediately sprayed with a flawed individual, he was naturally unwilling, but Professor Feng is an authority in this field, his disciples are all over the world, and even the school leaders have to smile and say hello to him when they see him, he can't easily offend, so he had to shrink back neck, any professor Feng scolded him bloody.

Seeing that even Qin Yuye was being scolded like this, the others wished to lower their heads under the seats. One was that they didn't want to be the second target, and the other was that Professor Feng's words were too harsh and sharp, making it hard to hear. I want to dig a hole and bury myself. Anyway, living in this world is just a waste of resources.

Professor Feng finished venting his anger on them, and finally waved them out mercifully, "It's annoying to see, let's all go, go back and turn all the brains of that decoration, everyone has to come up with a plan, next Give it to me before the church, if there is another garbage like today, I will sweep you out of my class as garbage."

Being scolded as rubbish didn't affect the joyful mood that everyone felt relieved when they heard that they could leave. They all packed their things as quickly as possible and exited the conference room.

It's a pity that the fastest person hadn't stepped out of the door when Professor Feng said leisurely, "Slow down!"

Everyone's backs stood up instantly, ready to fight.

Professor Feng took a sip of tea, moistened his dry throat, and continued without raising his head: "Rong Min stay."

Hearing that it was not me who was summoned, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and speeded up again, fearing that they would also be left behind. The wind was blowing under their feet, and the small conference room that was still full became empty like the tide receding in a moment. There was only Rong Min who was standing in the corner hiding his presence, and Professor Feng who was drinking tea slowly.

The old man put down the tea mug, pointed to the seat in front of him, "Come and sit."

Rong Min silently stepped forward and sat down calmly.

Professor Feng glanced at him.Since this kid entered the door, he has kept his head low, making it difficult for people to see his expression. He listened carefully from the beginning to the end, but he was just pretending. In fact, his soul has long since slipped away. went.

"You also have a share in that garbage?" Professor Feng was so straightforward that it made people feel ashamed.

Rong Min paused slightly, a decent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "This is the result of everyone's collective discussion."

When Professor Feng heard this, his nose fluttered, and he snorted coldly, "Don't tell me such nonsense, I still understand your level, if you can participate, they won't show me that kind of rubbish."

Rong Min didn't answer, his eyes remained calm and calm, even after hearing the praise from the academic leader, he didn't waver at all.

Professor Feng, who had been silently observing Rong Min, had a look of appreciation in his eyes. While opening his dilapidated notepad, he said, "Tell me, if this topic is for you, what do you think?"

Rong Min exhaled lightly, and then his calm and calm voice sounded in the small empty conference room.

I don't know how long it took before Rong Min finished his narration. Professor Feng was silent for a long time, suddenly realized that he was so engrossed in listening just now that the nib of the pen kept tapping on the paper, and now the blue and black ink has stained the entire white paper.

After tearing up the pages where he could no longer write, Professor Feng felt that he had to look at this student with new eyes. He has abilities far beyond his imagination, "Very good, you, very good." In his voice Full of emotion.

Rong Min still didn't have much sorrow or joy on his face, he just brushed his fingers lightly on the dial of the watch. This was a birthday present bought for him by Xie Jing with the money from his part-time job during the holidays. Ever since Xie Jing put it on for him, the family All those expensive watches were discarded by him.

"Go back and sort out your thoughts carefully. It's best to make it completely. There is still some time before the deadline, so do it well." Professor Feng said to Rong Min.

Rong Min nodded, got up and walked out.He stood still at the door, staring at the empty corridor with dim eyes for a while, then took another step and walked downstairs slowly.

At this time, Qin Yuye came out from the last classroom in the corridor. He looked down at Rong Min who was unaware, his eyes were full of sternness, jealousy and unwillingness were like two poisonous snakes writhing around his heart, The ferocious look that emerged made his face look even more distorted and terrifying.

Rong Min's side was walking home, while Xie Jing's side was sweating profusely at home and was in a hurry.

"Hmm...put the corn or the ribs first? Salt, monosodium glutamate, a little, how much is a little? Ten grams or fifteen grams?"

Xie Jing was devastated by the prepared recipes and found that the balance he finally borrowed from the laboratory was useless. The profound Chinese and the wonderful expressions in the Chinese kitchen were completely beyond his comprehension as a science student.

Putting all the ingredients into the casserole lamely, Xie Jingyou had a difficult time facing the recipe, "The soup is best boiled to milky white, what color is milky white? What degree of milky white must it be boiled to be qualified?"

He ruthlessly scratched the hair on the back of his head twice, facing the casserole that had just been put on the stove, with a stern expression as if he was guarding a dangerous chemical experiment.

When Rong Min got home, he didn't find anyone in the study or on the balcony. Following the sound, he found the kitchen, and saw this scene——

Xie Jing, wearing an apron, stood barefoot in the kitchen, staring seriously at the casserole that had just emitted a wisp of white smoke. The bright light shone on his neat eyelashes, leaving a row of silhouettes under the eyelids, making him look gentle and peaceful.

Rong Min felt that his heart was held up by a soft hand, and then suddenly entered a state of incomparable peace and tranquility, the corners of his mouth were already raised high unconsciously.

Xie Jing noticed the staring eyes behind him, he turned around and looked at Rong Min who was standing at the door, his eyes revealed an emotion called remorse, and he tucked his hands behind his back, "Why did you come back so early? I thought you were here today It will be later."

Rong Min approached and hugged the person into his arms, looked at him, the smile on the corner of his mouth was much more sincere than facing anyone other than Xie Jing, "Do it for me?"

Xie Jing heard that the corners of his mouth drooped into an arc of frustration, "It seems...not very successful."

"Let me take a look." Rong Min hugged Xie Jing with one arm, lifted the off-white pot lid with the other hand, the yellow corn was up and down in the thick white soup, and the bubbles that kept tumbling out burst out a mixture of corn and pork bones. It is slightly sweet and fragrant. Although it is not very successful, it is enough to see the intentions of cooking.

"Thank you." Rong Min moved a kiss on Xie Jing's head.

Although we have been together for so long, Xie Jing has long turned a blind eye to Rong Min's heart-pricking actions from blushing at the beginning to now turning a blind eye, but because his clumsy side is completely exposed, Xie Jing is rare and shy Once, touching his ears and turning his eyes away, he said awkwardly, "I haven't put any salt yet."

Rong Min glanced at the open salt bowl and the balance next to it, and immediately understood what was going on, and said empathetically, "It's time to put it away after it's ready."

Hearing what Rong Min said, the cloud of uneasiness in Xie Jing's heart finally dissipated, and he excitedly wanted to take a spoon to let Rong Min taste the taste, and when he didn't pay attention, he exposed the hand that had been hiding behind his back all along. Under Rong Min's nose.

Rong Min's complexion was instantly covered by a layer of dark clouds when his eyes touched the uncommonly red fingers, the facial muscles on the cheekbones twitched slightly due to the extreme endurance, and he seemed to calmly drink Xie Jinghe For the spoonful of soup that came, Xie Jing forced himself to give a "very good" evaluation under Xie Jing's expectant and uneasy eyes. Finally, he couldn't help it, and finally grasped the wrist of Xie Jing's hand, gently Ask: "What's wrong?"

Xie Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly, "When I was blanching the ribs, I accidentally burned them, it's okay."

As he said that, he wanted to pull his hand back, but he couldn't break free from Rong Min's strong shackles. Xie Jing raised his eyes to look at Rong Min, but was so shocked by Rong Min's painful expression that he couldn't speak.

Rong Min kept his head down, and after Xie Jing stopped struggling, he carefully held Xie Jing's hand in front of his eyes, and gently stroked the hot red skin with his fingertips.The five fingers of this hand are slender and the skin is fine. Only a little old calluses remain between the joints. One can tell how its owner has been cared for and loved in every possible way. Even small tasks such as sweeping the floor are not allowed.

Xie Jing was very disgusted with Rong Min's attitude of treating him like a porcelain doll.Rong Min alone does all the work in the house, whether it's washing, cooking or cleaning. Xie Jing has been raised by him to be a young master who can stretch out his hands to eat and open his mouth. He can't wait to take a bath and get dressed. This kind of thing is all arranged.

Xie Jing tried to resist several times, sneaked into the kitchen to wash the dishes when Rong Min was not paying attention, or cleaned the house when Rong Min was not at home. When Rong Min knew about it, he would often not blame Xie Jing, but hugged Xie Jing without saying a word. In his arms, holding Xie Jing's hand, and frankly revealing his sadness, this is undoubtedly a big move for Xie Jing who controls the face, it is a hundred times more uncomfortable than being blamed, and as time goes by, Xie Jing will no longer Forced to share Rong Min's heavy housework.

"Hold, I'm sorry." As soon as the words came out, Xie Jing wanted to eat himself in annoyance. He touched the tip of his nose and whispered, "Don't do this."

Rong Min raised his eyes, stared at Xie Jing, and complained bluntly: "Don't do this? You told me not to do this? Do you know how much I like you? I also like your eyes, mouth, hair, and fingers." Like, all of you, all of you, are the most precious to me, you still want me to stop doing this?"

This person in front of him is better at talking about love than Liu Xuejuan's favorite soap opera hero, Xie Jing was so dizzy when he heard this, but this idea popped up in his mind strangely.

The lingering words in his ear continued, every word and every word passed into Xie Jing's ears extremely clearly, while vibrating the eardrum, it also vibrated his soft heart.

"I never dare to expect that we can be together, but God is willing to give me this gift, so you are a gift from God, my most important baby, I never worry that I can't treat you well, what I worry about is Can you treat yourself well?"

If it is visualized together, Xie Jing will definitely be able to see the tragic scene where his blood bar is instantly emptied.He stretched out his good hand, and put it against Rong Min's side face, staring seriously at the man who held his heart to his feet, "I will treat you very well, even better than very good" to repay your kindness My love, even if it is only one ten thousandth.

Rong Min kissed Xie Jing's injured fingertips, and hugged him into his arms. "I know."

The person in my arms will spend all the money he earned from part-time jobs just to buy him a victory gift, and will rub his sleepy eyes after a night of meng lang to find a warm coat for him who is rushing to the first class, and will remember His smallest habits include folding his sleeves up and down... Every bit of his life together has been firmly remembered in his heart, and it also made him know the person in his arms more clearly than he thought. is even better.

Every time I know that this person treats me better, my love for this person will become stronger. I just want to treat him better, protect him more thoroughly, and let the world not hurt him at all.

Xie Jing suppressed the sigh in his heart, let himself sink in Rong Min's warm and firm embrace.

In the kitchen, the two embraced each other quietly. Even if time stops at this moment and the world will be destroyed in the next second, they will not leave any regrets.

Suddenly, Xie Jing's muffled voice broke the lingering atmosphere, "Hey, soup, can you see if the soup is ready?"

There was a silent smile on the corner of Rong Min's mouth, and a satisfied light flowed in his jade-like eyes, he said: "That's right, I'll add salt, you can taste it."