Morbid domestication

I decided to go back to City C with Feng Jue.

I knew what I meant by doing this, but when Feng Jue hugged me and said to me, "Nian Nian, let's go home", I still agreed.

I think maybe the word home touched me.

But the process was not very smooth, because there was Zhang Lu who was specially assigned to me by Xu Tangyi waiting downstairs.

I think Xu Tangyi should have explained something to Zhang Lu. In short, when Zhang Lu saw Feng Jue, he immediately blocked me behind him vigilantly. When he learned that I was going back to City C with Feng Jue, his face was always expressionless. His face also showed surprise.

"Mr. Yu, it is impossible for Mr. Xu to agree with you to do this. Please don't make things difficult for me." Zhang Lu persuaded.

I first glanced at Feng Jue, who was taking time off to the side, and I was a little annoyed by the way the other party waited for me to make a decision, but I also knew that it was not easy for Feng Jue to come forward in today's matter.

I said softly, "Zhang Lu, I didn't mean to embarrass you. I will explain to my brother when I turn back. You can go back now."

"Mr. Yu." Zhang Lu still had no intention of giving in, "President Xu told me that he must take you back home."

I frowned, I had worked with Zhang Lu for a while, and I knew the stubbornness of this honest and reliable middle-aged man, so I had to put on the posture of being "Mr. Xu" when I was outside, and pretended to keep my voice down.

"That's between me and my brother, and you know that no one can stop what I want to do."

Zhang Lu seemed to think of something, his face changed slightly.

I continued to insist: "You just need to listen to me now, my brother will not make things difficult for you."

"Mr. Yu..."

I interrupted him: "Okay, it's getting late, if you leave now, you can reach City A before dark, I don't worry about my brother, he needs you more now, I don't want the accident last time Happen again."

Zhang Lu showed hesitation, as if carefully weighing what to do in his heart.

I walked around Zhang Lu, this time he didn't stop me, I looked up at Feng Jue, the meaning I wanted to convey was obvious: don't hurry up.

Feng Jue smiled, took a step forward, bent slightly in front of me, and teased: "President Yu, what can I do for you."

The cold face I pretended just now was almost unstoppable, I cleared my throat, met his smiling eyes and said, "Take me home."

Feng Jue is considered a competent driver. During the two hours back to City C, he drove the car very smoothly, with some soothing light music playing on loop on the car stereo.

None of us spoke, but we knew tacitly that a certain relationship that had never been revealed had undergone a good change.

I turned my head to look at Feng Jue who was driving. The man's profile was three-dimensional, and there seemed to be a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

Outside the windshield is the highway with a wide view. This kind of scenery is actually unremarkable, but it makes me feel lighter for no reason.

I thought: what is going on in the future, we must first step out and see.

Feng Jue didn't drive the car home directly, but parked in front of a supermarket near the neighborhood. I looked at him suspiciously to express my incomprehension.

Feng Jue first opened the seat belt with one hand, then looked back at me with a gentle smile: "I agreed to make coconut chicken for you."

I couldn't help but think of the scene when he walked out of the kitchen holding the soup pot the day before yesterday. He was wearing that plaid apron that didn't fit very well, and he always looked a little pitiful.

I couldn't help laughing and said, "Let's buy an apron on the way. What kind of apron do you like? Is it pink or cartoon?"

The face of the seal did not change: "What do you like me to wear?"

Before I could answer, he put on a thoughtful look: "Actually, I can do whatever I want, it depends on what Mr. Yu likes."

He said the word "President Yu" with a lot of meaning, which made me instantly feel that we were caught in a strange role-playing.

The kitchen, the apron, some inappropriate yellow scraps came to my mind, God knows how I could have thought of that!

Feng Jue was definitely intentional!

I turned my head away and opened the car door in a panic. Just as I was about to get out of the car, I was pulled back by a strong force.

I looked at the seat belt on my chest that I hadn't had time to untie, and felt even more embarrassed.

Feng Jue chuckled, leaned over in the next second, and put his hand on my unbuckled seat belt hand. Before I could react, he quickly kissed the corner of my mouth, and then led my hand to push the seat belt open. belt buckle.

"Get out of the car first, Mr. Yu."

I was a little confused by Feng Jue's series of operations, and when I realized it, I couldn't help but cursed inwardly.

The feeling that Feng Jue gave me today makes me think that some strange switch has been turned on him.

When we came out of the supermarket, Feng Jue and I each had a shopping bag. We purchased a lot of things, including ingredients and daily necessities.

I also bought an apron, but it's just an ordinary blue apron, but the size has changed to a sealed one.

But my face is still hot, and I don't even want to walk with Feng Jue.

Thinking about just checking out, the other side took down two items from the shelf next to the checkout counter with a normal expression, and just randomly put them into a pile of goods waiting to be checked out, and my scalp exploded.

Especially in the ambiguous and probing eyes of the cashier, I wish I could disappear in place.

Is the seal really broken?

I didn't think about the answer to the question, so I was stopped by Feng Jue behind me: "Yu Nian, wait a minute."

I had to stop the fast pace I was just walking, and turned around to look at him.

He stood in front of a cart full of various flowers, and took a bouquet of white tulips from an uncle who sold flowers.

It is very rare to have tulips for sale at this time, and I don't know if it is a coincidence or God's will.

Feng Jue turned around, holding tulips in one hand and a full shopping bag in the other. He was wearing a long black windbreaker, with a tall and straight body, and walked towards me.

Time seemed to stop, and the voices of people around him also faded away. Feng Jue and I seemed to have entered an isolated space, so I could only focus on him.

His eyes were blurred by the sun and the usual alienation and indifference, leaving only a gentle sparkle.

"I always feel that I want to send you a bouquet of flowers today."

He walked up to me, handed over the handful of fresh tulips, and said softly, "Yu Nian, I'm very happy that you can come back, and also very happy that you mustered up the courage."

My heart started beating wildly again, I took the flower mechanically, looking at the person in front of me, I couldn't say a word.

The hand holding the shopping bag was empty, it was Feng Jue who bent down and carried the bag over.

Then he stretched out his palm to me, with a smile on his face, but his tone was calm: "Do you want to hold hands?"

"What?" I didn't respond for a while.

It's not that he didn't hear what he said, it's just that he didn't understand why Feng Jue suddenly made such a request.

Feng Jue lowered his head and smiled, directly took my hand hanging by the side, and tugged lightly: "Okay, we can go now."

My hand touched his cool palm, and the first thought in my mind was: His body temperature seems to have been low.

When I realized it in the next second, I was pulled forward several meters by Feng Jue's gentle strength, and I subconsciously looked at the passers-by around me.

After all, on the street where people come and go, two men who are not short are just walking on the road holding hands, one of them is holding flowers, and anyone who sees them will look at them more.

What's more, Feng Jue looks so outstanding, no matter where it is thrown, it will not be easily covered up.

Sure enough, the moment I raised my eyes, I saw a few curious eyes.

I was embarrassed to hide my face behind the dewy flowers, but I was not willing to break away from Feng Jue's hand.

Compared with my guilty conscience, Feng Jue was extraordinarily calm. He didn't care about other people's eyes at all, but when I turned my head to look over, he also turned his head and showed me a smile at the same time.

I suddenly seemed to have aroused infinite courage.

The sidewalk is long, we step on the fallen leaves in autumn, walk through the mottled light and shadow in the cool and refreshing afternoon, and walk side by side on the way home, the smell of tulips lingers in the nose, everything is so beautiful that it is unreal.

Of course, no one mentioned the car that was left in the supermarket parking lot.

Walking and walking, the two hands gradually changed from a virtual grip to a firm grip, and finally intersected into ten fingers clasped.

I think that the first step I am trying to take is not a crushing abyss, nor a quagmire from which I cannot break free.

But the way home.