Zero-sum game

On the way back, Shen Yan kept pressing his forehead against the window glass, as if concentrating on the scenery outside the window.

When he reached a traffic light intersection, Zhou Xingchuan couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"

Shen Yan turned around and sat up straight, the coolness on the window glass still remained on his forehead, "It's nothing."

Then he rubbed his stomach, "Hiss—"

"What's wrong? Stomach pain?" Zhou Xingchuan asked nervously.

"Um……"

The pain that had been faint from just now gradually became more obvious.

"Let me see how to get to the nearest hospital." Zhou Xingchuan was about to use the navigation to check, but Shen Yan stopped him.

"No, just eat something." He is very familiar with different stomach pains, and this time he should be hungry because he didn't eat dinner.

At this time, they were almost there, and the next intersection was the entrance to the parking lot of the community.

"Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital? There should be places to eat around here." Zhou Xingchuan seemed to think of something suddenly, "You won't be losing weight again, right?"

Shen Yan was at a loss for words.

"Tian Xin asked you to lose weight? You have become so thin, and if you lose weight, you will be a bone—"

"I did it to fit the role." Seeing Zhou Xingchuan's angry look, Shen Yan quickly changed the subject, "I don't want to go out to eat, I want to eat the one you made during the day, the one that smells so good to me..."

"This is easy, let's go back first." Sure enough, Zhou Xingchuan successfully shifted the focus.

The parking lot was very empty, and the poor air circulation made Shen Yan feel uncomfortable. After getting off the car, he immediately looked left and right to find the elevator room upstairs. Zhou Xingchuan walked up to him at this time, took his hand and walked towards the nearest one go.

Shen Yan looked up at him.

To be honest, he is not used to it.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Zhou Xingchuan said with a very natural attitude, pressing the elevator button.

It is true that the other party's hand has a different warmth than his own, Shen Yan stared at the two shadows reflected by the elevator door, "I don't know if it will cool down today, I forgot to wear a coat."

The elevator arrived soon. After going upstairs, the entrances of the two households were on the left and right respectively. Zhou Xingchuan asked, "Will you go to your side or mine?"

Shen Yan was helpless, "It's not all your house."

"Then come here," Zhou Xingchuan pulled him to the side where he lived, "I must have more reserves in the refrigerator than you."

He entered the code to open the door, and Shen Yan noticed that even the door lock code was the same as his.

Although the pattern in the north and south directions is different, the decoration is similar.As soon as he entered the room, there was a scent similar to fruit trees, which was very similar to the smell of Zhou Xingchuan's body.

"Sit for a while." Zhou Xingchuan poured him a glass of warm water, then turned and went into the kitchen, "I'll be fine soon."

Shen Yan looked around the room, and sure enough, it was still Zhou Xingchuan's style, everything on the table was messy, and there were some coats and other clothes piled up on the sofa.There is a notebook on the coffee table in front of him, and there are ashtrays and teacups beside it. It seems that they have been used not long ago, and the cigarette butts in the ashtray have not been thrown away.

A circular machine was placed on the table at one side. Shen Yan walked over and saw that it was actually a CD player. This kind of antique is rare.It seems that Zhou Xingchuan still uses it frequently, there is a CD inside, the cover is a very simple blue bench, but the words on it are not in Chinese, Shen Yan did not understand what the song is.

He stretched out his hand and pressed the switch, and the CD played automatically. A male voice began to sing in an unknown language with the accompaniment of the piano. It was a very gentle piece of music.

Zhou Xingchuan was stirring something in the kitchen, and there was a very special square pot beside him.

"What is this used for?" Shen Yan, who stood at the door for a while, came over to have a closer look, but still didn't understand its purpose.

"It's specially used for frying thick eggs." Then Zhou Xingchuan poured a thin layer of egg liquid into the pan, waited for it to solidify before rolling it up with chopsticks, and then poured the egg liquid into the vacated pan , Wait until it is cooked and solidified before rolling it onto the egg roll just now.The square pan and the method of rolling the eggs create a clever cuboid egg roll.

"That's it," Zhou Xingchuan cut the egg rolls into small pieces with a knife, "Boil the eggs with thick milk, try it."

Although it is fried in a pan, it has a sweet and soft feeling like a cake, and it has the aroma of milk, but it is not greasy.And because the egg skin is rolled up layer by layer, the taste is much better than ordinary egg rolls.

"Delicious." Shen Yan commented simply.

"I remember you didn't cook before, so you still cook something like this." Shen Yan took a sip of the hot milk Zhou Xingchuan handed him.

"I don't know how to cook. I ate this one in Japan and thought it was very good. After returning to China, I couldn't find the authentic one. I just learned how to cook it myself," Zhou Xingchuan said, "Tokyo Michelin chef also But that's all."

"Really or not," Shen Yan questioned mercilessly as he put the last piece into his mouth.

"If it's fake, you can only trust me."

The gentle piano accompaniment came from the living room, Shen Yan asked: "By the way, why did I see you have a CD player?"

"Ah, that," Zhou Xingchuan said, "That's because I bought a few CDs in Japan before, and when I bought them, I found that there was no machine to play them in, so I had to buy another CD player."

"I thought no one would buy physical CDs now." Shen Yan felt a little surprised.

"Yeah, but it's actually good to listen to occasionally."

The light in the kitchen was warm and light yellow, and the two of them were standing on the edge of the cooking counter while eating and chatting, feeling inexplicably warm.

The feeling of unreality in Shen Yan's heart, like the air bubbles floating in the air, also fell into reality like food falling into his stomach, and he felt a sense of down-to-earth peace of mind.

"...Do you know what the lyrics just mean?" Zhou Xingchuan asked suddenly.

"Huh?" In fact, Shen Yan didn't pay attention to the lyrics, of course he couldn't understand them.

Zhou Xingchuan took a step closer to him slowly, stepping into the subtle intimate distance between the two of them, and their breaths intertwined instantly.Shen Yan looked up at him cooperatively, and he whispered, "It means 'come into my arms'."

Shen Yan smiled and reached out to hug him, "Are you lying to me?"

"How is it possible?" Zhou Xingchuan hugged him, leaned slightly, pushed Shen Yan to the edge of the cooking table, and touched his stomach with one hand, "Does the stomach still hurt?"

Shen Yan shook his head, his staggered breathing seemed to raise the temperature here, he closed his eyes slightly, the deep voice of the piano accompaniment suddenly became clear, and the gentle singing continued, he wondered why this piece of music was so What about the length...

There seemed to be a blazing hot river in his body, that kind of warmth flowed to his limbs, even his fingertips were hot.

There is still a sweet smell left in the air from making milk thick eggs, but this time the kitchen window is closed tightly, the smell may not be able to spread out, it just stays in the small room to ferment, warm and smoky intoxicating.