as long as you love

The boy just woke up, but he was sober, his face was flushed, he was a little excited, and he walked down, but he was choked by the smoke before he finished.

The kitchen in the apartment is semi-open, connecting the living room and the dining room. His decathlon brother, it seems...while cooking...forgot to turn on the range hood?

Hua Qi couldn't believe his speculation.Walking over, it turned out that the machine was not turned on.

Reaching out to turn on the switch of the range hood, the machine starts to work, the smoke is gradually sucked in, and the air smells better.

Turning around, I saw the "weird-shaped" noodle cakes that the man put on the plate, dotted with pieces of carrots, and occasionally there were a few black "crusts", which were obviously over-fried.

"This is……"

"Carrot omelette."

Huayuru picked up the cookbook and looked at it, his tone was apologetic and puzzled, "I read the pictures in the book pretty well, but I followed it and it became like this."

The biggest illusion of rational people is that they can make the same dishes as others according to the recipes.

Hua Qi understood his brother's thinking very well, "Brother...is this your first time cooking?"

Huayu Confucianism made a slightly embarrassed expression, "That's right."

When I woke up in the morning and saw the young man sleeping soundly, and remembered that there were still some dishes left over from the food that Pei Jue had brought over by the way, I suddenly wanted to see the expression on the young man's face when he was eating his food, so the young man came down This scene I saw.

Hua Qi picked up his chopsticks and picked out a piece of unburnt pancake to eat. Although the salt seemed to be a little too little, and the carrots were a little raw, the overall taste seemed so strange that it was... not bad?

In any case, the first time someone cooks is for himself, and Hua Qi is very useful.

So he smiled under the expectant eyes of the other party: "It's delicious."

"Really? Then eat more. There's still milk over there."

Hua Qi found the dining table and sat down. There was a glass of milk on the table, which was still warm.

Hua Qi's seat was facing the kitchen counter, and he could see how the man poured the oil, put the batter into the pan, and took the pan to spread it out. It was obviously the first time he was cooking, but the way he was cooking did not appear to be hectic, but rather relaxed. Moon-like pleasure.Just like this person, always calm and rational, no matter what big problems fall in front of him, he can always come up with a solution.

It may be that I have done it a few times, gradually getting started and mastering the tricks, but the cakes behind are not so mushy.Hua Qi sighed at this terrifying learning ability, but at the same time happily said:

This is the person he likes, the person who belongs only to him.

Looking at it with a smile on his head, the legs dangling under the high stool couldn't help rippling, and even the slightly gray sky outside the window became a fine weather.

The happy days flew by. As usual, autumn in S City is very short. After autumn, the weather is still hot with cicadas chirping and noisy. In a blink of an eye, the weather will cool down after a few cold rains.

Hua Qi was weak, and he was prone to catch a cold every season. When other boys were still showing off in short-sleeved T-shirts, he put on a jacket early on, and was laughed at by Gao Ran for a long time.

Hua Qi's body shape is thin and skinny, and it looks great in a jacket, which meets the fantasy standards of thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls. They don't care whether the male god is weak or hypocritical. Anyway, the gifts in Hua Qi's drawer have never broken.

Chocolates, candies, envelopes, a pile of postcards every festival, and even a thermos cup and cold medicine for greetings.

Hua Qi looks cold to the outside world, but in fact he is very good at rejecting people. He couldn't bear to throw away the things that were kindly given to him, and when they returned them, he made a few girls cry. In the end, he had no choice but to move them all home.

A shelf in the studio at home is filled with all kinds of gifts he received, and even Huayuru's apartment has a lot of small objects that he brought back with him, occupying a lot of sight.

The Chinese-speaking Confucianist could watch on the sidelines at the beginning, but later on he gradually got a taste for it, and even touched his chin half-truly and half-truthfully said, "I really want to hide my Qiqi", which made the boy's ears blush. .

Naturally, he couldn't hide it, and the boy still showed up to attract others in the school, even though he didn't do anything himself.

"Your classmates gave these again?" Hua Yuru came back early today, when he heard the doorbell open the door, he saw the boy standing outside with a box of new drinks with great difficulty.

Huaqi Penguin staggered a few steps, entered the door and put down the box of drinks, wiped the sweat off his brow, with a half-smile on his face: "There is still a car downstairs, I asked Master Zhou to put it in the garage."

Chinese Confucianism: ...

"How many rotten peach blossoms did you recruit?" The man was helpless and funny.

"You have wronged me." Hua Qi brought out a bottle from the box of drinks, opened it and took a sip, "This is from Gao Ran."

It's just that I didn't expect the other party to be so generous, saying that I would give a few bottles as samples, but I didn't expect to send a car as soon as I gave it away.

The matter dates back to a month ago, when Gao Ran came to him excitedly, saying that his father had taken a fancy to the patterns he designed on the sticky notes, and took a contract in duplicate to obtain the right to use the patterns designed by Hua Qi.

Hua Qi was originally a graffiti work, so he didn't care about the copyright of the design, let alone Gao Ran was a trustworthy friend, so he signed the contract casually.

I didn't expect Gao Ran's father's business to be so efficient and produce things so soon after he got the authorization.

It is a new type of tea drink, with a sweet and refreshing taste, a bit like jasmine tea, but not as sweet as jasmine tea, so it is very popular among young people.Coupled with the attractive pattern design of the outer packaging, people can't put it down. The sales volume is several times higher than other drinks produced by the same company, and Hua Qi has also received a lot of money for this.

Hua Qi took out two bottles, turned the two patterns on them to Chinese Confucianism, and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

The inspiration for this pair of patterns comes from a sentence - when the forest is deep, you see a deer, and when the sea is blue, you see a whale.

The overall background of the deer pattern is moist bean paste green and autumn grass yellow. The deer hides in the forest, looking up curiously at the person who broke in by mistake.The whole gives people a feeling of dream and illusion.

The whale is mainly sea blue and white. The lines of the whale body are smooth and coherent. You can imagine the direction and flow of the lines half-hidden in the waves. The cry of blue whales in the deep sea.

In fact, there is also a picture of "I will see you when I wake up", but that note was secretly left by Hua Qi, and it was not given to Gao Ran, so it will not appear on the bottle.

Naturally, these Chinese-speaking Confucian scholars would not know, so he just glanced at it appreciatively and nodded: "It looks good, did you draw it?"

Hua Qi nodded, eyes wide open, like a child waiting for praise.

Hua Yuru smiled and rubbed his head: "How many drinks are there in the garage below?"

"About a dozen boxes." Hua Qi recalled the size of the boxes he saw.

"Tomorrow, I will send someone to the company, and each person will distribute a few bottles.

——Let everyone see how excellent my family Qiqi is, and the designed patterns can be landed, haha. "

……

Hua Yuru said so, and he did so, and I don’t know how he told the employees, so that when Hua Qi went to his company again half a month later, everyone would shout excitedly and reverently when they saw him, “Little Hua Shao".

It became famous out of nowhere.

Moreover, the trash cans in every corner are filled with finished drink bottles, and some wrapping papers have been cut out and pasted in the employees’ office rooms—the boss is usually so abstinent and serious, and it’s hard to see the people he cares about. , how can you let go of the opportunity to hug your thigh?

Hua Qi was glad he didn't take out the last note.

Slowly stroking with fingertips, the only black and white portrait in the colorful dream is still that cold and warm side face.

See you when I wake up, I hope you will always be mine.