you are a star

Yin Shisan stopped a taxi outside the community and went to Yanxi's company. From a distance, he saw Yanxi's car parked there. The red car, washed by the rain, looked very bright.

From the car to the gate of the company, his jeans were wet, one can imagine how heavy the rain was.

It's time to get off work, and people come out one after another. Yin Shisan is tall, fair and clean, and has good facial features. He is dressed in a white loose half-sleeved shirt with a taro-colored shirt, jeans and white sneakers, refreshing Cool and eye-catching.

These are the clothes Yanxi bought for him, she likes to see him in these 'clean' colors.

But he didn't seem to care about the way others looked at him, and he only thought that Yanxi should come downstairs soon.

Just when he was about to take out his mobile phone to call Yanxi, his eyes swept randomly through the crowd, and then he saw Yanxi and a man walking out of it side by side.

That man was Chen Ming.

Different from the casual attire when we met in the mall that day, he was wearing a black suit and tie, his hair was combed meticulously, and he was carrying a briefcase. He looked like a business elite.

And he didn't know what he said to Yanxi, Yanxi couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and said something, Chen Ming also laughed.

Walking to the gate of the company, Chen Ming opened the big black umbrella, and then walked towards the car with Yanxi.

Yin Shisan looked at the backs of the two of them in the rain, the fingers of the hand holding the folding umbrella suddenly tensed up, and the veins on the back of the hand bulged.

Chen Ming sent Yanxi to the front of the car, and then helped Yanxi open the car door in a gentlemanly manner. Yanxi seemed to thank him, and then his eyes fell on Chen Ming's wet shoulder, with a very apologetic expression on his face.

And Chen Ming smiled disapprovingly, probably saying something like it's okay.

The doors closed and the taillights came on.

Yin Shisan pursed the corners of his lips, looked down at the umbrella whose ribs were rattling, and a self-mockery flashed across his lips.

Just at this moment, someone next to him asked him if he was looking for someone. When he saw that it was a woman about Yanxi's age, he looked away lightly, and left Yu's building with an umbrella.

When he was in the taxi, Yanxi called him, probably because he was not there when he got home.

"I went out for a walk and I'm almost home."

Yanxi said apologetically, "Ah, I'm not at home. I just wanted to tell you that I received a call from a friend who asked me out for dinner."

Yin Shisan tightened his hand holding the phone, and hummed.

She explained: "A friend I haven't seen for a long time, I came from another place today, I'm sorry Shisan, you..."

Yin Shisan interrupted her lightly: "It's okay, you go and eat, I'm such a big person, can I still starve myself?"

After he finished speaking, he listened to a few more words of advice from Yanxi before hanging up the phone.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Yin Shisan was listening to the music on the taxi. It was a Cantonese song. Yin Shisan didn't listen to songs very much, but he heard it in Yanxi's car and heard her hum a few words. , very nice to hear.

When he got home, half of Yin Shisan's body was wet. He put the dry umbrella back in the cabinet, and hung the wet umbrella on the balcony.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the green plant that Yanxi bought before. When he first moved in, this pot of green plant was almost withered. Yanxi always forgot to water it. He watered it every now and then. It saved life.

Now the leaves are growing extraordinarily lush, and it can't be seen that they are about to die before.

He stood in front of the window sill and watched for a while, when his phone rang, it was a wechat message from Yanxi: Take a picture of your dinner for me.

This is to check if he has eaten.

Yin Shisan stared at the line for a few seconds, then sighed vaguely and went to the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, Yanxi's mobile phone received a picture from Yin Shisan.

A bowl of noodle soup.

It looks very plain, and a few slices of green vegetables are very conspicuous.

Yan Xi frowned, and his friend joked, "Why are you so out of your mind, your boyfriend is looking for you?"

"No," Yanxi denied eagerly, and said, "I don't have any boyfriend, don't talk nonsense."

I just saw Yin Shisan eating noodles with clear soup and little water, while she and her friends were eating and drinking outside, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

Obviously, she took Yin Shisan home to take care of him, and it was more than a month before the college entrance examination, at this time...

She remembered that when she was in the college entrance examination, her aunt came back on time every day to cook her nutritious meals and took care of all aspects of her life. She didn't have to worry about anything except her studies.

In comparison, she is completely unqualified.

Let Shisan eat noodles in clear soup.

The more she looked at that photo, the more guilty she felt.

When she returned home after having dinner with her friends, the door of Yin Shisan's room was closed.

She glanced at the closed door, feeling the loneliness of Thirteen guarding the vacant room alone, and her indescribable distress.

Hey……

Yanxi couldn't help but lamented how damn gentle she was, why did she feel like she was overflowing with maternal love now?
Yin Shisan heard Yanxi's return, but he didn't open the door to go out, but continued to read, but after reading for a while, he didn't turn a page.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Xi knocked on the door, and she asked cautiously, "Thirteen, are you reading?"

Yin Shisan almost broke his pen, pursed the corners of his lips, and hummed, but his voice was not loud, Yanxi didn't seem to hear, but she didn't knock on the door again, probably afraid of affecting him.

One minute later, she sent a message to Yin Shisan's WeChat: There is bone soup stewed in my pot, you can drink it when you come out in 1 minutes.

There is also a heart-felt emoticon package on the back.

Yin Shisan looked at the soft emoji, and somehow thought of Yanxi's face.

He wasn't talking strangely, he was going to deliver the umbrella himself, and he didn't tell her in advance before going, of course she didn't know.

He was just messing with himself.

Thinking of the fact that he couldn't control his emotions last time because he saw Chen Ming send her a wechat message, he frowned, and finally let go of the pen that was about to be broken by him, got up, opened the door and went out.

Yanxi was trying the taste of the soup. The ingredients she bought in the supermarket before she came back were definitely gone at this time. She made a detour to the supermarket in the neighborhood where Qiao Nan lived before. The things there were expensive, but there was still time for it. Lots of good ingredients.

At best, just spend more money.

The range hood was working in the kitchen, and she was immersed in the world of making soup. She didn't hear the footsteps behind her until Yin Shisan's voice came: "It's late at night, what are you up to?"

Yanxi was startled, his hands shook, the spoon fell into the casserole, and the hot soup splashed on his hands!

Yin Shisan's expression changed, he walked over quickly, and grabbed Yanxi's hand...