happy this month

At eight o'clock in the evening, He Chen still hadn't come back.

An Jiayue was sitting on the sofa in the living room, her stomach growling with hunger, she curled her legs and hugged her knees, suppressing her rebellious stomach.

It was agreed that at six or seven o'clock, the dishes would be cold, so you really can't trust any man's words.

He put his mobile phone on his lap, and an old love movie was playing on the mobile phone. The heroine was standing downstairs, and saw that the lights were on upstairs, and her boyfriend was intimate with another woman by the window, and the heroine left sadly. , read an inner monologue: "How do you say goodbye to someone you don't want to lose? I didn't say goodbye, I didn't say anything, and I just left."

How could you just leave like this?Heartbreak doesn't end here, silly woman.

He pressed pause, and imitated the heroine's demeanor and tone to read this line. Halfway through the meditation, there was the sound of the door opening.

"Mr. He!" He yelled, put away his phone, and walked up to him with plush slippers, "You're back."

"Well, I'm sorry, there are more things than I expected—" He Chen took off his shoes, apologized and raised his head, he couldn't help being stunned.

An Jiayue was still wearing last night's clothes, a wine-red turtleneck sweater, which made her complexion whiter, and a plaid apron was hung around her neck. Can circle.

"It's okay, it's hard work, let's go eat, I just got hot." An Jiayue bent down, put his shoes on the shoe rack for him, walked behind him, and pushed him towards the restaurant, "I don't know you Do more of what you like to eat.”

Two people pushed and shoved in one after another, one just got off work, the other was wearing an apron, He Chen turned his head: "This scene is a bit like a newlyweds."

An Jiayue was startled, and carefully looked at each other's outfits and movements, and it was true.

Whoosh!With a guilty conscience, he withdrew his hand.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I was joking." He Chen was generous, "Are you hungry?"

An Jiayue nodded: "Well, I didn't eat lunch."

"why do not you eat?"

I've lost my appetite all day because of the honey-soaked bread you made this morning.An Jiayue complained silently in her heart.

"I'm still a little dizzy and have no appetite."

He Chen turned around and raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch his forehead, An Jiayue turned her head without showing any signs, avoiding his hand: "I'm not dizzy now, don't worry, let's eat quickly, the food will be cold again in a while."

He Chen didn't force it, turned around and walked forward, and entered the restaurant: "I'm looking forward to what you do—"

His voice was choked by the dishes on the table, and he walked slowly to the chair and sat down: "Why... so many? You made it all?"

"Well, it took me a whole day to learn from the recipes on the Internet." An Jiayue handed over chopsticks and introduced him to the dishes. The dishes include stewed beef with slow fire, stir-fried anchovy shrimp, three delicacies stewed with bamboo fungus, bean sprouts in soup, and fresh bamboo shoot and mushroom soup. Do you want dessert? I can make another rock sugar tomato."

Holding the chopsticks, He Chen was speechless for a while, and said abruptly, "I think you lied to me."

An Jiayue's eyelids twitched: "What?"

"You are definitely not from the acting department, you should be from the cooking department."

"Haha, it's not that exaggerated." An Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief, sat next to him, propped her head, and tilted her head with a smile, "I don't have any other advantages, but I have a good memory and a quick learner."

He Chen shook his head: "You have many advantages."

"Huh? For example?" An Jiayue wanted to hear what this unpretentious man could boast, but don't say "you look good", it's boring.

"For example..." He Chen thought for a while, then said softly, "You are very simple."

An Jiayue almost laughed out loud.

Forget about other adjectives, praise him for his simplicity?I'm afraid that it was sold and helped to count the money.

"I'm not innocent, Mr. He." An Jiayue blinked and said deliberately, "I have a lot of eyes, and I still hold grudges."

He wanted to see He Chen's jokes, and He Chen's surprise, but He Chen's reaction was unexpectedly flat: "Holding grudges means that others bullied you first, and it's normal for you to be bitter. I said you are innocent because you For those who are kind to you, you will immediately trust them, like a child who has never tasted candy, whoever gives candy will go with him.”

An Jiayue was very dissatisfied with this metaphor: "I'm not a child, I'm already nineteen."

He Chen didn't argue with him either: "Okay, if you don't think so, then you aren't. In short, you don't have to think that you are bad. You are so bad that you are nothing in society. It's cute to do small bad things once in a while. "

That's because you don't know me yet.An Jiayue slandered, but when she heard the word "cute", her heart beat inexplicably quickened for a little while.

"Mr. He, you are too flattering." He calmed down, and took a piece of candied lotus root, "Come on, try this first, you like sweet things, right?"

"...Well, how do you know?"

"Inferred from the breakfast." An Jiayue smiled and lied without changing her face, "It's just right, I like sweets too."

He Chen wasn't hopeless, so he also picked a piece of candied lotus root for him and put it in a bowl: "Then you should eat more."

"Thank you." An Jiayue opened her mouth and took a small bite. It tasted good, at least better than the bread soaked in honey in the morning.

The whimpering of the north wind and the rustling of leaves could be faintly heard outside the house, and the lights inside the house were soft and quiet, and a circle of warm yellow light fell on the edge of the exquisite ceramic dishes.

The two sat side by side at the dining table to eat, and occasionally took food from each other.

It's really like a newlyweds... An Jiayue just let out a "Bah!" as soon as this idea came to An Jiayue's mind.

Just think about nonsense.

But he couldn't help but care about such a big living person beside him.

He Chen had a good manners when he was eating, and he showed good family education in his gestures. He turned his head to chat with him from time to time, his eyes were gentle and showed a little concern.

From the first time I saw him tonight, He Chen was really nice to him.Although the intention of pursuing was obvious, he did not touch him intentionally, did not force him to drink, did not speak obscene words, even saved him in a critical moment, and let him stay in his home without any precautions.

Does He Chen really like him?

An Jiayue bit her chopsticks, thinking about the probability of this possibility.

He has never been in love, but he has been confessed to by many people since he was a child.

Especially when they first entered high school, the growth rate of male hormones in boys is unstoppable, and the strong desire gap in adolescence is difficult to fill. Even covering them with a quilt at night can cause a cavity of anger, not to mention seeing beautiful girls, or even beautiful boys.

At that time, he was handsome and thin, and he grew up later than other boys. Most importantly, he was not as comfortable as he is now in dealing with the same sex's colored eyes and intentional or unintentional touch.Being hugged and spanked, no matter how uncomfortable I feel, I can only go along with the spanking, treating it as a joke between boys, otherwise, if everyone cares about revenge, they will make too many enemies.

At that time, he received many confessions, most of which were casual jokes, such as "It would be great if you were a woman, I will definitely chase you", and there were also seemingly serious ones, calling him to a secluded place, and after saying that he liked it Just touch him.He had met several of them, and then he never went on an appointment again. He said "I don't like men" and sent away those suitors who had other plans.

He actually didn't know whether he liked men or not, but he was sure that he didn't like those men.

He Chen doesn't seem to belong to the category of "those men".

An Jiayue secretly glanced at the man beside him and observed carefully.

He Chen's side profile is tough, with a straight nose bridge and slightly thin lips. The light on the top is blocked by the thin eyelashes and does not fall into the eyes, making the eyes appear black as thick ink and emotionless.

In fact, he has a somewhat cold appearance, and perhaps because of this, he has repeatedly suffered emotional setbacks.

When he smiled, he was kinder, but even when He Chen smiled, the corners of his mouth curled up very little, and he couldn't see it at a distance.

But there is no doubt that He Chen is more handsome than all the men of the same sex who have confessed to him, and he is also more upright and kind than all "those men".

If He Chen really likes him...then what he is doing seems too bad.

An Jiayue picked up the white rice in the bowl, lowered her eyes, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

Sincerity is such a precious thing, it should not be let down.

After the sumptuous dinner was over, He Chen put down his chopsticks and asked considerately, "Where is your home? I'll take you home."

"It's okay, I can take a taxi back." An Jiayue stood up to pack the tableware. The two of them didn't eat much, and there were still a lot of dishes left on the table. "Do you have plastic wrap? I'll put it in the refrigerator for you, and you can eat it tomorrow." Meal."

"No, let's pour it."

An Jiayue's hands stopped.

This is too reasonable.

Should it be said that the rich are wasting it?Or low EQ?Anyway, others spent a whole day making these dishes, and they casually let people down in front of others.

He Chen's aloofness from time to time seems to be his biggest shortcoming.

An Jiayue felt that it was necessary to remind him: "Mr. He, wouldn't it be too wasteful to throw away? Although my cooking is average, so many dishes..."

He Chen quickly reacted: "Ah, I'm sorry, I usually say I'm used to it, because I'm busy with work, I seldom eat at home, and I can only throw away if I cook too much. But tomorrow is just a rest, you can eat, you can put it away, I will eat it later. Put it in the refrigerator."

An Jiayue's little displeasure just now dissipated: "Well, remember to eat."

After washing the bowls and chopsticks and drying his hands, He Chen still insisted on delivering them, but he politely refused and took a taxi back home.

Compared with He Chen's luxurious modern villa, his home can barely be regarded as "a place where you can sleep".

The whole old building was quiet and dark. An Jiayue took advantage of the dim corridor lights to go up the steps and took out the key to open the door.

Zhu Xinglei's family next door went to bed early, and there was no movement. After opening the door, the only thing that greeted him was the deserted moonlight on the ground and a whistling cold wind.

He clutched his collar tightly, braved the strong wind to enter the house and closed the window of the living room, turned around and fell into the single sofa, wrapped in a coral fleece blanket, and then watched the unfinished romance movie on the phone.

When I am alone at home, I always hope that there are some sounds around me so that I don't feel so lonely.His father was away all year round, and he relied on a movie to spend the long nights of these years. He often imitated the characters in the movie, and even had conversations with the characters in the movie, as if he was one of them, as if he was accompanied by someone.

In the eyes of outsiders, his so-called "talent" is nothing but the accumulation of time and experience.

The movie screen on the mobile phone is soft and colorful, and the shooting technique is very consistent with the director's style.At the end of the story, the heroine sees her heart clearly, and returns to New York, her original starting point, to find her own love.

Movies like love, love, love, etc., if the viewer does not have sufficient understanding, the deeper the film, the more hypnotic it will be.

At the end, An Jiayue was so sleepy that she drooped her eyelids and squinted to see the heroine smilingly serving the heroine a piece of blueberry pie with ice cream.

It looked very sweet, he subconsciously thought in a half-dream and half-awake state that He Chen must like it.

The author says:

You all thought that the two of them broke up because He lied to Yueyue, hey, it’s really not~ How could it be so easy for you to guess? ∠(?」∠)＿

("Blueberry Night", a movie about finding love, quotes the original line: How do you say goodbye to someone you don't want to lose? I didn't say goodbye, I didn't say anything, and just left.)