intellectual norms

These days, Qiao Yu has gradually gotten used to living in this new home. He has lived in a very small apartment in New York for many years, and the big designer was not rich at the beginning. In addition, he never advocates luxury in life, even Buying a car, if it is not for running construction sites and long-distance needs, he would not buy such an expensive and durable SUV.

The apartment he lived in in New York was very big, because he lived with Lin Zhihua, and Lin Zhihua was used to living in a big house since he was a child. Qiao Yu can be harsh on himself, but he can't watch his lover follow him to suffer, so all the details of life are taken care of. Seeing Lin Zhihua changed.

As big as which apartment to choose, what brand of furniture and appliances to buy, as small as a toothpaste and a bottle of shower gel, I buy what Lin Zhihua likes. He doesn't pay much attention to many details of life. Life is two people. He is happy when he is happy.

Lin Zhihua was full of enthusiasm, and the passion sometimes came suddenly, like a ball of fire. This fire burned many people, and it lasted the longest for Qiao Yu. It was so long that Qiao Yu thought it would burn for a lifetime until he was turned into ashes.

The day we finally broke up was Qiao Yu's birthday, which happened to be Christmas Eve again. Christmas Eve in the United States is a family day, and they also chose to stay at home. Qiao Yu cooked a table of Chinese food. After Lin Zhihua joined him, his taste gradually moved closer to Zuyuan. , fell in love with Sichuan Xianghuai Luyue.

On a snowy day, the dried chicken with mushrooms and bamboo shoots that had been simmering all afternoon was fragrant and tangy. When Qiao Yu brought it to the table, Lin Zhihua did not cheer with joy and anticipation as before. He kept looking at Qiao Yu and lifted the lid of the stew pot. The eyes of both of them were a little wet, Qiao Yu scooped a bowl of soup for him, and Lin Zhihua stirred it with a spoon.

"Be careful." Qiao Yu told him.

Lin Zhihua took a breath, took a sip, and put it down again.

"Is it not good? Is it too watery? I didn't add much salt today." Qiao Yu asked without taking off her apron.

Lin Zhihua shook his head and said, "It's delicious, so good that I can't bear it."

Qiao Yu didn't react for a moment, but he had a vague premonition in his heart. The relationship at that time was at the end of his blow, and he still tried his best to maintain it while he was in it. He pretended to be relaxed and said, "There is a big pot, don't be reluctant."

Lin Zhihua smiled and said, "Joe, why do you have so many advantages."

Qiao Yu put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at each other quietly.

The two just looked at each other, separated by a table of dishes that Qiao Yu had been working on all afternoon, and beside it was an unopened cake.

Lin Zhihua broke the situation and said softly: "You are too perfect, Joe, I can't find your flaws, and when I think of living with such flawless people forever, I feel breathless."

What is this nonsense?Qiao Yu's chest began to rise and fall, and he took a deep breath, trying to restrain himself.

"Look, when I say this, you obviously feel puzzled and even angry, but your knowledge and self-cultivation make you just watch calmly and see what more absurd things I can say, maybe in the end you will still Will hug me, comfort me and say that Zhihua is alright, it's all over, it's not your fault, let's go to sleep, everything will be over when we wake up."

"Joe, you'll never know, and it drives me crazy, it makes me sick."

"There is a problem between us, there has been a problem for a long time, don't you know? Or do you think it's okay?"

"Why don't you get angry and get angry at me? Don't you flip the table over and punch me hard? I'd rather you be like this, but I know you won't, this is you, and the whole world is going crazy Neither will you, you are the last true gentleman of mankind, but you know what Joe, I long to be with a devil now, a madman can be, anyone can be, as long as it is not you."

Lin Zhihua cried, as he said, Qiao Yu didn't get angry, didn't get angry, and didn't cry, Lin Zhihua was the one who broke up first, and he was the one who went crazy first.

Qiao Yu was just silent, but he knew that his heart was breaking apart inch by inch. He couldn't move anymore. There was a central air conditioner in the room, but it was as if every breath of air he breathed in was from the North Pole to his heart, wrapping it inside. The heart froze into an ice lump, and then cracked like glass pierced by a bullet.

Together with his whole body, as long as he moved, he would immediately shatter into a pile of slag.

There is nothing left, the long years of being in love in the past has become a joke in Lin Zhihua's insane accusation tonight.

Qiao Yu loved him with all his tenderness for nine years, and then became a tyrant in the other party's mouth, his perfection, his tolerance, his endless patience, his company... until now, they have all become lovers in their mouths Break free from the shackles.

In the end, Qiao Yu looked at him with red eyes and said, "Zhihua, if you want to leave, I just want to say a word."

Lin Zhihua vented violently, like a madman.

He must have held it in for a long time, Qiao Yu thought to himself, it was really embarrassing for him to be with such a piece of wood as himself.

Of course, Qiao Yu knew that there was a problem between them. It had been a long time. Maybe Lin Zhihua and him had tried to solve it at first, but it didn't work. Later, they simply ran away from each other until finally there was no escape. Lin Zhihua had already treated this relationship from the bottom of his heart. Aversion was born, he didn't want to solve it, he didn't want it anymore.

Lin Zhihua panted and calmed down, while Qiao Yu still had the last sliver of hope tumbling from the deepest part of his heart, hoping that the other party could say at this time, "None of those words just now are true".

But Lin Zhihua said: "Yes, I don't love you, Qiao Yu, I don't love you anymore."

As soon as the word nolonger came out, Qiao Yu closed his eyes.

Lin Zhihua has been speaking English tonight, Chinese is their love words, and English is a reality that has nothing to do with romance.

No one touched the dishes at the table, and after Lin Zhihua left, Qiao Yu sat alone at the table until midnight, watching the hot soup and hot dishes turn into leftover soup that no one cares about.

Then he began to eat slowly by himself.

After eating a little and a half, he no longer knew what it felt like to be hungry and full. He couldn't eat anymore. He got up slowly and saw that the snow outside was thick and dense. He stood by the window, and even the footprints of people downstairs were covered. up.

The world is so white and clean.

Qiao Yu thought of a sentence in the Dream of the Red Chamber for no reason. At that time, Baoyu was about to become a monk. In the end, such a large and prosperous family didn't even have a ruined house or tiles. Everything was just like a dream.

Just like him now.

The brilliant sparks of love once shining like a galaxy are all extinguished at this moment.

Not only feelings, but also the choice to come to the United States, the choice to stay, all the experiences, people you know, and things you have done in these years have all become unreal. At the threshold of 33 years old, Qiao Yu really felt the truth for the first time. To the absurdity of life.

That was the last time he would cook for someone else.

After returning to China, his parents were of course reluctant to let him do it. Now Qiao Yu is standing in the kitchen, taking out the vegetables, tofu, fish and short ribs from the refrigerator, and preparing to steam a fish, make a braised young steak, a tofu soup and a stir-fried vegetable That's it.

They are all easy home-cooked dishes. When he was washing and chopping vegetables, he unconsciously flashed back to the night 7 months ago.

He remembered those, but didn't want to engrave that night on his mind.

Maybe Lin Zhihua is right, he is just too rational and boring, and he will never go crazy.

Why go crazy?Qiao Yu couldn't understand, isn't it natural to love someone and think about him in everything he does? He and Lin Zhihua have been getting along in this way for so long, and it turns out that they are the same bed with different dreams.

Ever since Qiao Yu entered the kitchen to cook, Xia Xiaoli couldn't sit still in the living room, she slid into the kitchen like her tail, clinging to Qiao Yu's back and spinning around.

With such a small tail, it was lively and noisy, and Qiao Yu recalled the icy cold feeling all over his body when he recalled the past. It rushed to his body one second, and disappeared the next second.

The kitchen and bathroom of this apartment are compact, and it was very crowded for two people to stand in. Qiao Yu couldn't laugh or cry, and put the little tail on his back to the door and stood there, letting him play for a while.

Xia Xiaoli went back and forth from the living room to the kitchen to peel the lychees, eating one for himself, and feeding another to Brother Qiao. It gushed out.

Leaning against the glass door to watch brother Qiao frying, rubbing salt on the fish and stuffing scallions and ginger, watching the short ribs change color in the pan, Xia Xiaoli didn't want to eat lychees at all, he wanted to save his stomach to eat brother Qiao's big meal.

Unsurprisingly, at night, someone ate himself up again. While Qiao Yu was washing the dishes, Xia Xiaoli spread out on the sofa to digest food. She was very satisfied to see the prototype of the base that had just been made on the coffee table, and held the Ben Qiaoyu gave him the basic arch bridge reading material. For some reason, he can understand a lot now when he flips through that book, unlike when he first moved, he could only read pictures.

While reading the book, I asked several very basic questions, such as "Why do these arch bridges look so beautiful, isn't it just because of the shape?"

Qiao Yu pointed his head out and gave him a thumbs-up, and said: "That's right, artistry is one aspect, but the basis of beauty is the reasonable proportion of the structure. Bridges require that the distance between all three-dimensional dimensions of structural components, or the span length The ratio between the height and the height is good. For arch bridges, it is required that there is a significant difference in height between the arch itself and the beam, at least a ratio of 2:1 or 1:2. If the structural height between the beam and the arch is equal It will look dull."

Now Qiao Yu can understand these technical terms as soon as Xia Xiaoli speaks. After Qiao Yu washed the dishes and dried his hands, he sat back on the sofa. Xia Xiaoli automatically and consciously put his feet across the opponent's lap. .

The open book blocked Xia Xiaoli's face, and he said, "Brother Qiao, you said that telling me this is the same as teaching kindergarten children to you?"

Qiao Yu smiled, nodded and said, "Yes."

Xia Xiaoli put the book away, with a frustrated expression on her face: "Really? Then you should be bored to death, right?"

This time Qiao Yu didn't laugh, and thought about it seriously: "Actually, each is different. It's one thing to teach mature and professional students, but it's another to teach students who haven't started yet and make them interested in this major." Actually, the latter has a greater sense of accomplishment."

Xia Xiaoli was still smacking at the words, as if she was quite happy to hear it.

Following Qiao Yu, he said casually: "This is the same as falling in love. The former is evenly matched, and the latter is like a cultivation system, which is different."

Ok?

"Uh, what is the cultivation system?" Xia Xiaoli stared at Qiao Yu with wide-open single-lidded eyes in a daze.

Qiao Yu's heart skipped a beat, realizing that she had just said the worst metaphor, and she blurted out subconsciously. Although it made sense, this metaphor... Qiao Yu thought to himself, what was he thinking in his heart recently? What?

Professor Qiao Da's throat was sore, what the hell, why did he get out of control so inexplicably... He stared at Xia Xiaoli for a long time, but he didn't think of any words to make him not ambiguous cover up the past.