When the sand sculptures get the social death script

As soon as he opened the door of the house, the delicious smell of steamed eggs with shrimps came over his face. Chi Ji's appetite was instantly awakened, and he hurriedly changed into his slippers and ran to the kitchen.

With a smile on his face, Lu Changming turned his head and closed the door, then bent down cheerfully, arranged the shoes he had taken off on the ground indiscriminately, and walked over.

"I'm afraid it will be cold and stuffy in the pot. Remember to wear gloves when you take it out, so as not to burn it."

"I know, I know."

"Would you like something to drink? I'll get it for you. How about peach juice?"

"can."

Chi Ji put on microwave oven gloves and brought a large bowl full of golden steamed eggs with shrimps to the dining table. The emerald green scallions were shiny with oil, and the color difference was distinct. Chi Ji's stomach growled when he saw it.

When he was going to get the spoon, Lu Changming, who found peach juice from the refrigerator, followed him and said to him.

"By the way, pour some sesame oil, it will be more fragrant."

"it is good."

After taking the spoon, when Chi Ji came back, he picked up the sesame oil pot, poured some on the steamed eggs and put it aside, pulled out the chair and sat down, leaned over and took a deep breath.

"Wow, it smells so good, did you put anything else in it?"

Chi Ji couldn't wait to stir the steamed egg that had solidified into a pudding with a spoon a few times, and the soup locked in it instantly rushed up along the gap made by the spoon, and there seemed to be a vaguely familiar aroma.

Sitting next to Chi Ji, Lu Changming took apart the straw of peach juice and helped him insert it and pushed it to his hand, tilting his head and raising his eyebrows while propping his chin.

"Guess, it depends on your taste."

Chi Ji bent his eyes and smiled lightly: "Okay."

"Be careful it's hot." Lu Changming reminded him in time when he lifted the spoon, "Just take it out of the pot, blow it and eat it."

"I know."

This order always made Chi Ji feel as hot as a three-year-old child.

He dug a spoonful and brought it to his mouth and blew it for a long time, touched his lips tentatively to make sure it was not so hot, and then put it in his mouth. There is a familiar mellow aroma.

Chi Ji was sure that he must have eaten it, but he really couldn't tell for a while.

After taking a few mouthfuls before remembering, Chi Ji smacked his lips, turned to look at Lu Changming and shook his head: "No product came out, what did you put in?"

Lu Changming smiled brightly: "On a whim, I put some crab roe in, is the taste okay?"

Chi Ji blinked suddenly, and nodded heavily: "Yes, it's delicious."

"Then just tell me when you want to eat." Lu Changming looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "It's not difficult, I can make it for you anytime, anywhere."

Watching his bright and gentle gaze, Chi Ji felt as if there was a warmth that could almost melt people flowing through his limbs.

When this person is serious, his eyes are really deceptive.

After a while, Chi Ji couldn't bear it any longer, and turned his head away from Lu Changming, who was exuding crazy charm.

"What did you have for dinner? Did you drink?"

"Well, after the rehearsal, I had something to eat with Mr. Niu and the others. I was in a hurry to go home so I didn't stay until the end, and I was fined three glasses of wine for leaving early." Lu Changming said, suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, "How do you know I've been drinking? I brushed my teeth, rinsed my mouth and took a shower after I got home."

Chi Ji's face became hot, and he hurriedly blew on the steamed egg in the spoon: "... I smelled it just now."

Hearing what he said, the corners of Lu Changming's mouth curled up deeply, and he couldn't help being malicious, his eyes were locked on Chi Ji and he deliberately pretended not to understand and asked.

"Huh? When did you hear it? Tell me."

Chi Ji's blood surged up, and the thin red on his face spread all the way to his ears.

He stuffed the steamed egg in the spoon into his mouth, chewed a few shrimps over and over, but didn't speak.

Before we got together, Lu Changming could have said that it was enough to advance and retreat in moderation, but now he seemed to have eaten the heart of a bear, without any worries, relying on Chi Ji's bottomless compromise and evil-hearted questioning.

"Tell me, I've been washed so clean, when did you smell it?"

Chi Ji became angry from embarrassment, took a deep breath, then put down the spoon and turned his head to look directly into his eyes, curling the corners of his mouth calmly: "When we were kissing just now, I smelled whiskey."

Being so simple and straightforward caught Lu Changming by surprise.

The two kissed outside for a long time just now, and Chi Ji's lips were already slightly swollen due to congestion, but now because of eating steaming egg custard, they looked even redder under the steaming heat.

In the end, Lu Changming was caught off guard and blushed.

Lu Changming's blushing was a very rare scene for Chi Ji. He stared at Lu Changming erratically, looked away and scratched his head pretending to look at the ceiling, the corners of his mouth deepened a lot with interest.

This person is aggressive, does high damage, and is immune to physical and magical damage.

It seems to be able to fight and resist, without flaws.

But if he had a backhand, it seemed that he could hit the defense with a knowing blow casually.

After so many years, I finally figured out where this person's weakness lies.

While Lu Changming kept touching his nose and scratching his head to physically cool down his face without embarrassment, Chi Ji's eyeballs rolled and he quickly perfected a perfect targeting system.

The feeling of being in love is really different.

Even torturing each other makes people want to stop, and they are full of expectations for future life.

If it's just him and Lu Changming, what's the embarrassment?

Maybe with some practice, the skin can really become as thick as Lu Changming.

Anyway, I can't throw it outside if I am ashamed, so what are you afraid of.

Chi Jichang has never had such a strong sense of novelty about anything in his age. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then turned around and continued to eat steamed eggs, asking Lu Changming as if casually.

"Are there any cherries at home?"

"Huh? Do you want to eat?" Lu Changming, who was covered in cold sweat, turned his head and took out his mobile phone in his pocket. "It seems that there is nothing at home. It's okay. I'll buy it now, and the takeaway will be delivered in a while. There are no cherries this season, cherries." Is it alright?"

"Yes." Chi Ji nodded, and said seriously, "Buy it, let's practice knotting cherries with our tongue in a while, the principle should be the same, don't you think so?"

After speaking, Lu Changming's hand shook suddenly, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

He swallowed, cleared his throat dryly, and silently bowed his head to buy cherries without saying a word.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Chi Ji secretly smiled, and deliberately asked: "Is it the same?"

When asking the first time, it can be said that the tinnitus did not hear, but the second time I deliberately raised my voice and did not answer, which is somewhat excessive.

Lu Changming raised his eyes, coughed twice and nodded erratically, "Well, it should be the same."

After speaking, Lu Changming drooped his head and started looking at his phone again.

Chi Ji watched him flip through the other fruit screens aimlessly after choosing cherries, his ears were red as if they were dyed by cherries, he thought it was fun from the bottom of his heart, he continued to eat steamed eggs with a smile on his face, and let go Enough time to embarrass him alone.

A whole large bowl of steamed eggs was eaten without a single drop left, and when Chi Ji put down the spoon, Lu Changming, who was waiting obediently by the side, stood up with the bowl in his hand, playing the role of a successful man and went to the sink to wash.

Chi Ji sat at the dining table and looked at him with peach juice, the tenderness in his eyes was almost overflowing.

After eating, Chi Ji felt a little full, so he sat on the sofa with Lu Changming and watched TV for a while. After a while, he felt his stomach was not so full and went to take a bath.

After taking a shower, Chi Ji found that the light in the living room was still on, and Lu Changming was not in the room.

Standing upstairs and looking at the living room, Chi Ji found that Lu Changming was sitting in front of the white piano in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

So he went downstairs and asked, "Why don't you go to bed so late, what are you doing?"

Perhaps because of his ecstasy, Lu Changming didn't even hear Chi Ji's footsteps going down the stairs. He turned around after hearing his words, and replied.

"It's the song Lost Voice that I sang to you before. I don't think there is a melody that is particularly good. I have encountered a bottleneck and I have never broken through. Now that you have promised to be with me, it seems even more difficult for me to find the time when I wrote this song. I feel a little tangled."

After speaking, Chi Ji had already walked down the stairs and stood beside Lu Changming.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the spotless black piano, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and his fingertips moved slowly across the white keys.

Seeing this, Lu Changming moved aside to make room for him.

The design of the piano bench is relatively wide, and two people can barely sit on it, but it is a little crowded.

After seeing Lu Changming give up a space, Chi Ji sat down close to him without thinking too much, then reached out to pick up the iPad placed on the piano, and lowered his eyes to observe the music score.

"Which paragraph?"

In fact, the two have only been together for a few days. In Lu Changming's imagination, he always felt that it might take a long time for Chi Ji's personality to adapt to this relationship, and he was willing to get close to him.

But the facts were obviously beyond his expectation, Chi Ji seemed to be the one who was well prepared.

Although he was not active, he did not show any subconscious resistance to his intentional or unintentional approach, as if he had naturally transitioned from a friend to a lover, from holding hands to hugging, and accepting all intimate contacts.

She even offered to kiss him.

At this moment, they were already so close, Lu Changming simply stretched out his arms and pretended to stretch his waist, and then naturally put his right hand on Chi Ji's waist after it was over, and gave him a hook that was neither light nor heavy.

The strange touch from the waist was very obvious, with a numb itching.

Chi Ji's finger sliding the iPad paused slightly.

Aware of his small movements, Lu Changming controlled the strength of his hand to be lighter, ready to withdraw it at any time.

But Chi Ji didn't mean to hide, but moved his body to lean against Lu Changming, lowered his head and continued to look at the tablet, and asked repeatedly in a soft tone.

"Where is the bottleneck?"

The trembling from the depths of the soul rushed to the face, implicating a strong tremor in the heart.

Chi Ji didn't notice the fluctuation of Lu Changming's expression. He searched for a while against the score, and stopped with a premonition after seeing a certain section, and then stretched out his hand to press a string of chords on the keys.

It's still the piano, and it's the same player.

Lu Changming's eyes dimmed.

After repeating the chord just now, Chi Ji turned his head and said to Lu Changming: "It's weird here, it seems..."

Before the words fell, the pure white piano suddenly made a series of noisy and messy sounds.

The joints of the slender fingers gripping the keys turned slightly white, the vibrato in C major continued, and the messy panting was intertwined again.

The author has something to say:

There is another chapter before twelve o'clock