two quarters

Yuan Zhuohui received a call from Yan Jia the next afternoon.

To be precise, the call that was ignored because it was muted was only seen after Yuan Zhuohui's meeting in the afternoon.

Yuan Zhuohui called back.

"You didn't answer my call." The call was connected quickly, and Yan Jia on the other end complained preemptively.

Yuan Zhuohui was pushing the door open and entering the office.He raised his finger to the desk in front of him, motioning for his subordinates to put the documents on the desk and go out.Yuan Zhuohui lowered his voice slightly, and explained, "I was in a meeting just now."

"...You didn't answer my call." Yan Jia's voice became even lower. He gave Yuan Zhuohui five seconds to think about it, and then hung up the phone.

Knowing that he was losing his temper, Yuan Zhuohui felt helpless and redialed the phone.He put the documents on the table in order, and walked around to the French window on the side.The bustling crowds and vehicles on the ground were reduced to the size of ants by the distance, and the scenery of the whole city was unobstructed from a bird's-eye view. In the distance, there was a clear sky.

The dial rang for a short moment, and was quickly connected again, but Yan Jia remained silent, playing "one, two, three, wooden man" without opening his mouth.

"Jiajia." Yuan Zhuohui called out in a low voice, "I miss you."

……

"Okay." Yan Jia's voice immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, "Actually, I miss you too. Otherwise, I wouldn't have called you so early."

Hearing these words, Yuan Zhuohui subconsciously turned sideways and glanced at the wall clock on the wall.Just a few minutes after four o'clock in the afternoon, a constant time.He didn't care, he just cared, "Where are you now?"

"At..." Yan Jia's voice paused, and after the crisp sound of pages turning, he continued, "At my brother's house."

Speaking of the person he met yesterday, Yuan Zhuohui couldn't help silently comparing the pair of "brothers" who looked alike.Yan Jia's voice was still full of vitality even through the electric current, which was completely different from Wen Ziyan's cold feeling.

Although she was a bit delicate, Yan Jia's voice was definitely better.

Yuan Zhuohui asked again, "You just came back?"

"Yeah, I just came back." Yan Jia said with a smile, even a little excited, and even a little coquettish for praise, "How do you know that I just came back... I will call directly when I get the phone What about you?"

Yuan Zhuohui replied with a chuckle, touching the floor-to-ceiling window with his fingers inadvertently, "Maybe there is a heart-to-heart connection." After finishing speaking, he turned and walked back to the table, picked up the numbered note, curled it into a ball, and threw it away. Into the trash can.

There was a knock on the door, it was a subordinate who came to report to work.

Yuan Zhuohui raised his hand to signal the person to wait a moment, and coaxed the other end of the phone, "I still have something to do here. I'll go and see you this weekend, okay?"

"But the weekend will be a long time away."

"Jiajia is good." The pampering in the deliberately lowered voice was about to overflow.

Yan Jia sighed and reluctantly agreed, "Okay."

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On the main roads in the city, traffic jams are common.Yuan Zhuohui was stuck on the road for more than an hour, and he casually finished his dinner outside before heading home.

The elevator opened, and when Yuan Zhuohui turned the corner, he noticed a person standing in the corridor. Before he could clearly see the appearance of that person, he felt a rush of force, which made him stagger back a step.At the same time, Yan Jia's joyful voice rang in his ears.

"You are finally back!"

The blocking movement changed in the middle, and Yuan Zhuohui stretched out his arms to hug Yan Jia after a little astonishment, and then let go after he stood still.

Yuan Zhuohui glanced at his watch, it was 7 minutes to [-] o'clock, it was indeed a bit late.Seeing a long-lost lover at the door of the house, it is a lie to say that it is not a surprise.

He couldn't help reaching out and rubbing Yan Jia's head, and asked, "When did you come?"

"I'll come right after I hung up the phone. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Yan Jia leaned next to Yuan Zhuohui, watching him open the door with a smile for a while, and then fell on his face again, "It's too long to wait for the weekend."

"Little fool, you don't know how to tell me first when you come here." Yuan Zhuohui felt a little distressed when he heard this, and gently pinched the tip of his nose, in exchange for Yan Jia's nonchalant smile.

"You said you missed me."

Yuan Zhuohui took Yan Jia's shoulders, half-embraced Yan Jia and entered the door, "Come on, I'll get you something to eat."

……

In fact, Yuan Zhuohui doesn't know how to cook many dishes, only some simple home-cooked dishes, and the taste is not bad.The only thing that can be sold may be a bowl of tomato egg noodles with no technical content, but Yan Jia likes it very much.

— just need to add two more tablespoons of sugar in it.

At first Yuan Zhuohui was surprised by Yan Jia's way of adding sugar to his noodles, but he got used to it over time.

Moreover, Yan Jia especially likes to stay in the cafeteria with Yuan Zhuohui when he is cooking. He who doesn't know how to cook occasionally beats him up, and most of the time he plans to "steal food".

It didn't take long to make a bowl of noodles, perhaps because she disliked the lack of process for making tomato egg noodles, Yan Jia didn't go into the kitchen to disturb her, but took a pair of chopsticks and sat at the dining table peacefully and waited.

Maybe she was really hungry. When the hot noodles were served, Yan Jia picked up the chopsticks and ate with great relish.

The noodles in the bowl soon bottomed out, and even the soup was drained.Satisfied, Yan Jia put down her chopsticks, leaned back on the chair behind her in a relaxed posture, and smacked her mouth with unfulfilled desire.

Yuan Zhuohui's eyes had been on him since just now, looking at Yan Jia's eating like a little hamster, there was unconscious warmth in his eyes.Seeing that Yan Jia was almost done eating, he joked, "Won't you tell me about your experience this time?"

"Huh? Oh, by the way, this time I went to a village on the outskirts of City B. The scenery there is super beautiful, with large fields and beautiful mountains..." Yan Jia immediately started talking, talking about seeing When looking at the beautiful scenery, his eyes are bright, and he doesn't care about his lack of adjectives at all.

Yuan Zhuohui was amused, and agreed, "The photos should be beautiful too."

"That's right! I'll show you what I took this time..." Yan Jia was about to turn around and present the results of his DSLR as he spoke. Halfway through the action, he realized that he came here empty-handed.The expression on his face dropped visibly, "Ah, I'm left at home."

Yuan Zhuohui comforted, "It's okay, I'll get it on the weekend." While speaking, he saw a tomato seed that he didn't know existed at the corner of Yan Jia's shiny mouth.

"...Little greedy cat." Yuan Zhuohui couldn't help laughing, pulled a napkin, and leaned over to wipe it off for Yan Jia.

Yan Jia sat obediently in her original position and allowed him to move, looking at his dark eyes, which seemed to be a little floating.Suddenly, Yan Jia leaned forward, raised her head and kissed the corner of his lips.

Yuan Zhuohui was slightly taken aback, "Huh?"

Yan Jia smiled like a cat stealing fish, her arms were vainly wrapped around Yuan Zhuohui's neck, fingers crossed.Yan Jia didn't reply, but kissed her lightly again.

Yuan Zhuohui was itchy by this little move.He bent down and touched Yan Jia's forehead, his voice pretended to be serious, but there was an uncontrollable smile at the end of his eyes. "Still making trouble?"

Without waiting for Yan Jia's answer, in the next second, he bent over and scooped up his legs, and picked her up.

Feeling her body suddenly vacated, Yan Jia exclaimed shortly, then smiled and hugged the person in front of her tightly, "I'm going to make trouble."

Yuan Zhuohui ignored Yan Jia's acting as a demon, hugged him in the posture of a princess, and walked towards the bedroom.

"...and bowls!"

"I'll take it later."

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