lemonade

These days are cloudy and rainy, Fu Yue went to the furniture city a few times, found a decorator to paint the walls, replaced a chandelier, bought some gadgets to decorate the studio, and finally found a sign company and ordered a piece The signboard of "Xiangzhu Office".

Having been busy for the past few days, suddenly he had nothing to do, Fu Yue was bored and lay in the room in a daze.

After thinking about it, let Ying Xuzheng's hometown taste be on the agenda first, and if he doesn't cook this meal, Fu Yue looks at the basket, and the radish is about to go moldy.

In the past few days, he went out early and returned late, and he didn't meet Xu Zheng. I don't know if it was intentional or not, maybe it was just a coincidence.

-exist?

-are you free tonight?

There is no second reply, maybe I am busy with work.Fu Yue walked to the window, watching the drizzle and the sparrows pressing down on the branches.

Wechat notification beeps twice.

-take me Out to eat?

-Have.

-After 06:30 tonight, welcome anytime.

- Be sure to pay a visit.

The last two sentences are very polite, and Fu Yue is in a good mood.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Yue picked and picked in the basket, picked out a bunch of vegetables, and after setting them up, went to the refrigerator, picked and picked, and took out all the special sauces made by Fu's mother.

He clicked on the music software, played happy pure music, put his mobile phone on top of the refrigerator, and cooked while listening to music, which has always been Fu Yue's pleasure.

Frying, frying, and cooking, he showed his skills in everything, Fu Yue unhurriedly cut meat and washed vegetables, and simmered slowly.

Two hours passed, and Xu Zheng rang the doorbell at 06:30.

Fu Yue put down the spatula in his hand, washed his hands and opened the door, and saw Xu Zheng in black casual clothes. He turned sideways, and suddenly said in classical Chinese: "Your presence will make the humble house full of brilliance."

Xu Zheng was very cooperative: "Mr. Fu is polite." He handed over two bags of fruit to Fu Yue. It is the Chinese etiquette to visit someone's home for the first time.

Fu Yue took it: "Thank you."

Fu Yue's home is based on blue, which looks grand and comfortable. Fu Yue put down the fruit and strode into the kitchen: "Sit casually, there is still one last dish, it will be ready soon."

Xu Zheng didn't sit down immediately, but took a look at Fu Yue in the kitchen. Fu Yue was wearing a bear apron, and his cooking hands were almost invisible. It looks like a chef level.

He walked into the kitchen, came to Fu Yue, and asked, "Do you need help?"

Fu Yue picked up the handle of the pot and shook it a few times, his movements were smooth: "You are a guest, just sit at the table and wait to eat, and the last dish is ready!"

Hearing this, Xu Zheng walked out and sat obediently at the dining table.

Fu Yue put a plate in his left hand and a plate in his right hand, back and forth a few times, and the dinner table was full.

Xu Zheng took a look at the taste of his hometown and knew where Fu Yue was from, but this weight... really overestimated him.

Crispy golden fried fish fillets, brightly colored shredded yam, crispy sweet and sour sweet and sour pork tenderloin, rosy and oily braised prawns, three shredded radish arrow cakes, black and white and dark clouds supporting the moon...

"How?" Fu Yue happily became a chef for a while, and sat opposite Xu Zheng.

Xu Zheng smiled slightly: "The color and fragrance are top-notch."

Fu Yue said: "Taste it quickly and see if it is also top-notch."

Xu Shi's eyes were too enthusiastic and filled with anticipation, Xu Zheng was not used to it: "Let's use chopsticks together."

Fu Yue raised his chopsticks and said, "Okay, let's go together."

The two of them moved their chopsticks together, and by coincidence, they reached for the fried fish first. Xu Zheng took a bite and nodded: "It's delicious."

Fu Yue said with a smile: "My mother made it and sent it over. It has been stored in the freezer for a few days, and it is no longer so crispy. These fried foods are the best when they are just fried."

When Xu Zheng heard that this was Fu's mother doing it, he lowered his eyes and said, "Your mother must be very good to you."

Fu Yue grew up surrounded by love, he could say without humility that my mother is the best mother in the world, but he was too embarrassed to say it, and just nodded with a smile.

After a meal, only one-third of the entire table was wiped out.

Fu Yue tried his best to be a landlord, and then persuaded Xu Zheng to eat a few bites.

Seeing through Fu Yue's intentions, Xu Zheng leaned back: "I really can't take it anymore."

Fu Yue felt that it was not in vain for Xu Zheng, the health-preserving group, to eat so much, and he said, "I'll tidy up here first. There are books in the bookcase, and you can read them as you like."

Xu Zheng walked to the bookcase. The wall was blue, and the bookcase was a white three-tiered one, occupying the entire wall. When he came in just now, the first thing he noticed was this bookcase.

A large number of books on architecture and design such as "Architectural Professional Practice", "The Charm of Architecture", "Architecture and Psychology", "Designer's Self-cultivation" are neatly arranged, and there are many books on psychology, economics, management, etc. Science, history and other social science books, continue to move forward, there are many art and literature books, the bookcase of Fu Yue's house is like a small library, there are a little bit of all kinds of books, and there are still serious reading in the classification labels and entertainment.

Xu Zheng picked out a book he hadn't read at random in the literature category, and saw on the cover that it said - if you go home with someone and find that he doesn't have half a book in his house - don't sleep with him!

He frowned, read the sentence again, and then put it back on the bookshelf. His frowning didn't relax, like a serious old man saw a couple kissing in the street, but his ears were quietly stained with blush.

He knelt down and looked at the titles of the books from the perspective of humanities. The more he read, the more frightened he became. Fu Yue's reading taste was too close to his. He thought it was very good, he read it by accident on the Internet, and he recommended it to his friends, and he can find a few books here.

He took out a book he had just finished reading not long ago, and casually flipped through a few pages, for no reason, he just wanted to flip through.

After Fu Yue cleaned the dishes and tidied up the kitchen, he saw Xu Zheng squatting on the floor flipping through the books. He dried his hands and leaned over to ask, "What are you looking at?"

Xu Zheng was immersed in his own world, Fu Yue suddenly came over and startled him, Fu Yue hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

"It's okay." Xu Zheng squatted a little numb, and he stood up.

Fu Yue saw the cover clearly, it was Ted Jiang's "Breath", he asked in surprise, "You like Ted Jiang too?"

Xu Zheng admitted: "I really like it."

Fu Yue was a little excited: "Me too!"

Xu Zheng asked: "Which one of them do you like the most?"

Fu Yue said, "Can we talk together?"

Xu Zheng nodded.

Three, two, one.

"The Gate of the Merchant and the Alchemist."

"The Gate of the Merchant and the Alchemist."

With the same voice, loud and clear, when you meet someone who likes the same thing, you feel sorry for each other, and it is easy to appreciate each other.

Fu Yue said: "There is a sentence in it, there are four things that will not turn back..."

Xu Zheng continued: "Words spoken, arrows that leave the string, lives lost and opportunities lost."

"Actually, I'm planning to open an architectural firm recently and partner with a senior." Fu Yue looked into Xu Zheng's eyes, "I had this idea from the moment I decided to be an architectural designer. Over the years, I I have been approaching this goal, but... I didn’t really start running until I finished reading this book.” He still didn’t say a word——like an arrow leaving the string, he wanted to seize the opportunity, he It's a race against the passing of life.

"I am a lawyer, and I have dealt with many people, students in the ivory tower, old fried dough sticks in the lake, corrupt officials, hooligans, and successful business elites." Xu Zheng said, "I have seen a The old man, he killed someone when he was young... On purpose, the defense lawyer he hired at that time was really powerful, and he dragged the death penalty to life imprisonment. Before the old man died, he had this book in his hand, which only contained this story The last sentence." He didn't say it, because he knew that Fu Yue knew.

Fu Yue did remember that sentence:

Nothing can erase the past.But you can repent, you can atone.You can be forgiven.

Xu Zheng said: "He thought he had been forgiven, but he wasn't. The victim's family spilled dog blood at his funeral. I just thought, read this book."

Then he fell in love with Ted Chiang, whose expression was humble and transcendent, solemn and timeless, romantic and human.

He saw Fu Yue's eyes were bright and clear, and he heard Fu Yue say seriously: "You made me like this book even more, and I also like the one about breathing. Every time I read it, I have a different experience."

Xu Zheng said: "I also like...the books in your bookcase." He liked most of them.

Fu Yue said: "That's great. You can come and pick up any books you want to read in the future. Anyway, you live next door, so it's very convenient."

The two stood facing each other and talked, and Fu Yue realized that Xu Zheng was taller than him, maybe a few centimeters taller, and he was exactly 1.8 meters tall.

Xu Zheng said, "Okay."

Fu Yue walked to the sofa: "Come and sit down, I always make the guests stand, I am really incompetent as the host."

Xu Zheng joked: "The host who can make the guests enjoy spiritual pleasure is still very successful."

Since the two chatted, Xu Zheng has talked a lot, which is completely different from the coldness when they first met.

Fu Yue said: "By the way, I thought about holding a small reading sharing meeting before. It is to find a group of people who also like reading to exchange reading experiences. Are you interested? There are not many people and it is not formal. It is a form of gathering. , while sharing, communicating, eating and playing.”

Xu Zheng said: "If there is such a reading party, please be sure to call me."

"Okay, how about some fruit after dinner?" Fu Yue asked.

Xu Zheng said yes.

Fu Yue went to the kitchen, cut oranges and dragon fruit, put grapes and winter dates, and made a colorful fruit platter.

The two continued to chat while eating fruit, Fu Yue hesitated for a few seconds: "... May I ask your age?"

Xu Zheng was puzzled, he is not a girl, of course he doesn't mind, why he asked so cautiously, he said: "25."

So young, I'm old.Fu Yue said: "...I am thirty."

Xu Zheng said, "Standing at thirty is pretty good."

Fu Yue's heart moved, and he asked, "Don't you think I'm old?"

Xu Zheng: "..."

Fu Yue felt that his problem was mentally handicapped, so he quickly changed the topic and went to chat about books again.

The two talked very happily, hating that time flies and happiness is short-lived.