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Cheng Yi took a deep breath, and felt that Song Xianfei was lucky to be able to live to this day in good health and not in vain.

The other two dishes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, although the tomatoes are not peeled, and the eggs are a bit burnt, but they are barely passable, but the pork ribs are not bad except for the meat quality.

Cheng Yi didn't dare to pick too many faults, so he prepared to live up to Song Xianfei's hard work with white rice, and he seemed to be swept away.

Song Xianfei was absently picking up the dishes in the bowl, and his eyes were unconsciously attracted to Cheng Yi at the opposite table. Seeing him eating with gusto, his mood also inexplicably improved.

If it wasn't for this kid pestering him in, I wouldn't have any free time to learn more dishes. I usually eat at home, and I just jump between two or three dishes, changing dishes without changing dishes, and barely making up for it. After making do with it for so many years, I never felt bored.

It was the first time for the family to have this kind of vitality. At least he used to eat and sleep alone, read books and grow grass. Loneliness has gradually become a habit. It is really uncomfortable to have one more person suddenly.

Cheng Yi just kept working hard, and when there was only the last piece of ribs left on the plate, he realized that there was a pile of spit out bones in front of him, while Song Xianfei didn't move his chopsticks much, and there was still half of the rice in the bowl.

"Why don't you eat?" Cheng Yi's chopsticks hovered in mid-air for a moment, but he still put the last piece of pork ribs into Song Xianfei's bowl.

"I'm almost full." Song Xianfei fiddled with the ribs in the bowl, thinking for a while and still biting them in his mouth.

"Is this enough?" Cheng Yi twitched his mouth, "You are a big man, why do you eat as much as a cat?"

Song Xianfei spit out the bones in his mouth with a little emotion, and answered, "If you worked extra hours last night until the early morning, and you still have to get up early on Saturday morning to stock up in the supermarket and cook non-stop when you get home, what would you do? How much appetite will there be to eat?"

"..." Although it was not tasty, Cheng Yi silently slandered him, but also felt a little distressed for him.

Unexpectedly, this "idleman" himself would cause Song Xianfei a lot of trouble. He was indeed a little willful and disregarded his feelings.

Compared with Song Xianfei, the difference between the two is still quite big, not referring to financial and material resources, but some kind of spiritual fit, in addition to liking him, we also need to empathize with him, to understand every bit of him, As for these, Cheng Yixiang knew very little.

His heart couldn't help but he put down his chopsticks and said, "Director Song, if your employee suddenly wants to work hard, can you give him a chance to change?"

Song Xianfei stared at him in a daze, and then nodded his head after a while to agree.

Cheng Yi lowered his head and smiled, and continued: "Actually, Lao Cheng sent me to the company with good intentions, I know, but I feel that this way is a kind of restraint for me, I have my reasons not to go , it turned out that there was no choice at all, and resistance was useless.”

"There is no freedom in life. In fact, many choices are made because of necessity."

Song Xianfei put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and wiped the mess on the table with a paper towel, "Cheng Yi, no matter who it is, life can't always give him what he wants, and what we can do is to get rid of the soil in an environment where we can't choose." , take root and sprout, and become the tree that will not fall down."

Cheng Yi didn't say anything, just stared blankly at Song Xianfei for a while, then continued to lower his head and pick at the rice in the bowl, "At that time, Old Cheng was stubborn, and my mother didn't stop me, so I just got angry with them and wanted to do everything against him." , so at that time...the attitude towards you was quite too much. "

Song Xianfei blinked, and suppressed the smile on his face, "You also thought you were annoying at that time."

Cheng Yi didn't expect Song Xianfei to say that, and he couldn't help showing a little embarrassment on his face.

Song Xianfei didn't continue joking with him, and asked casually: "Why didn't you want to come to the company at the beginning? This is such a unique condition for others."

Cheng Yi heard people ask this question more than ten times, but in the end he didn't have a single answer.

He just paused, smiled and didn't answer, and asked instead, "Then what's the reason why you don't accept me? One secret for another, you tell me and I'll tell you, how about mutual benefit for both sides?"

After Song Xianfei heard what he said, he realized that Cheng Yi was digging a hole and waiting for him to jump, and suddenly he was angry and funny.

"Since the meal is over, you should go back."

Cheng Yi frowned, tilted his head and pretended to cough twice, "My Director Song, why don't you be so ruthless? I haven't fully recovered from my cold yet. I almost burned out yesterday."

"Then why don't you stay at home?"

Song Xianfei raised his head and asked him, without the cover of glasses, those clear eyes were like glass beads, and the color was intoxicatingly beautiful.

"Because I miss you." Cheng Yi smiled cheekily, and cast his eyes on him without reservation, "I wanted to see you, so I sneaked out when the thought came to me."

Song Xianfei didn't know where he came from with such sweet words. After a long silence, he coughed softly, and turned his gaze to the side, "Since you've seen everything, go back quickly if you're free. I'll continue to work after taking a nap."

"Then do you want me to take a nap with you..."

Before Cheng Yi could finish his words, he was kicked out of the door after a while, and he didn't even have time to wipe the oil stains from the corners of his mouth.

"Why don't you even give me a chance to wash the dishes?"

Cheng Yi looked at the closed door and curled his lips. The cool wind rushed into his neck along the neckline, and then shivered again, "It's really cold."

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Cheng Yi: Longing is a good medicine, sweet taste, and intoxicating wine.