summer fireworks

Yan Shu said "Oh" and helped Song Zhilin put the folder on the desk. When he returned to the kitchen, Song Zhilin had already changed and walked into the kitchen.

"You're ready."

There are beaten eggs, chopped tomatoes, and washed vegetables on the chopping board, and the soup is still simmering in the casserole beside it, exuding a delicious fragrance.

Yan Shu raised his head and said, "Of course, I didn't go out today."

Song Zhilin patted her head: "So cute."

Song Zhilin turned on the fire, heated the oil first, and then poured in the eggs. The tender yellow egg liquid immediately sizzled in the pot, exuding a tempting fragrance. As soon as the egg liquid solidified and formed, Song Zhilin used a spatula to Stir fry them, then pour in the tomatoes, and stir fry together. The water in the tomatoes evaporates at high temperature, and a burst of smoke comes out. The kitchen is suddenly filled with the smell of tomato scrambled eggs.

Song Zhilin put the scrambled eggs with tomatoes into a plate, Yan Shu stood by, took it immediately when he saw it, and said intoxicatedly, "It smells so good."

She carried the plate to the dining table, Song Zhilin asked in the kitchen: "Just eat scrambled eggs, will it be lighter?"

Yan Shu put the plate away, went back to the kitchen, and said while filling the soup, "It's enough to have soup, eggs, and side dishes. I'm so tired of eating recently."

Indeed, they eat out a lot during this time, and it's time for them to change their tastes.

Yan Shu's soup is stewed chicken with tea tree mushroom. After three hours of simmering, the chicken has been stewed until soft. The tea tree mushroom is soaked in the taste of chicken, which tastes very satisfying.

The small green vegetables were fried by Song Zhilin with lard, which covered the juicy green vegetables with a thin layer of oil. The smell of pork permeated into the green vegetables, combined with the refreshing taste, Yan Shu couldn't stop eating.

"It's really delicious," Yan Shu took a mouthful of food, "I like eating at home."

"Why?" Song Zhilin asked.

Yan Shu blinked, and said lightly, "Because your cooking is delicious."

"Really?"

Although Song Zhilin knew that she was good at craftsmanship, she was still very happy to be praised by Yan Shu in this way.

The mood in which she cooks for Yan Shu is indeed different from the mood in which she usually cooks.

When she cooks for herself, she often omits some steps.

For cooking, as long as you can eat it, Song Zhilin has a feeling that she is only living to fill her stomach, and she always finishes the meal quickly.

When eating, she couldn't get any energy up. Does it make a big difference what to eat?Isn't it all about sustaining life?

However, cooking for Yan Shu feels different.

Yan Shu has a tricky mouth, and she has always been very clear that she doesn't want Yan Shu to stop eating because of the bad taste, so she will try her best to make the food more delicious.

Ever since she met Yan Shu, Yan Shu has been a person who is good at eating, drinking and having fun.

Whether it's delicacies from mountains and seas or street stalls, Yan Shu can draw a map, and she can remember all the best places to eat in the city, whether you want to eat high-end restaurants with an average per capita of tens of thousands, or just want to eat Eat at a roadside stall on the street, as long as you ask Yan Shu, she will definitely find a place.

Therefore, Song Zhilin was also extraordinarily attentive when cooking.

She thinks watching Yan Shu eat is also very happy. If she thinks it is delicious, Yan Shu will really show a bright smile. The way she eats will make Song Zhilin feel very happy.

This made Song Zhilin feel that she was very important and very satisfied.

Faced with Song Zhilin's question, Yan Shu nodded and said seriously, "Of course."

Song Zhilin deliberately teased her: "Where is it delicious?"

"Everywhere is delicious," Yan Shu actually gave the reason, "Your eggs are better than those outside. The taste of tomato and the aroma of eggs blend together in a particularly harmonious way, and the soup has a strong tomato flavor. The meal was delicious."

Although the food was simple, Yan Shu enjoyed it very much.

The good taste of Song Zhilin's dishes is only one aspect. After all, she has eaten countless good things. The home-cooked dishes made by Song Zhilin can't be better than those produced by five-star chefs.

However, cooking and eating with Song Zhilin has a kind of emotion.

For Yan Shu, this is not just a meal, but a yearning.

She has longed for this kind of dinner since she was a child. She has sat at her cold dining table countless times, looking at the exquisite dishes from the chef without appetite. At that time, Yan Shu thought many times, if there is someone who can be with her Just eat it.

This is her dream life. After get off work, sitting with the person she likes under the warm yellow light, chatting and eating small dishes, this is the taste of home.

But, she won't tell Song Zhilin!

"What are you thinking? Laughing like this."

"It's nothing." Yan Shu recovered when he heard Song Zhilin ask her, "I'm not laughing at anything."

Song Zhilin gave Yan Shu a piece of scrambled egg: "You're obviously laughing."

"Oh……"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it from her, Yan Shu simply smiled at Song Zhilin and said:

"I think it's fine."

Song Zhilin was taken aback for a moment before she understood what Yan Shu was talking about, and said with a smile, "Stupid."

After the two of them had dinner, Song Zhilin took a rest for a while before going to look at those documents.

Although some time was wasted during the day, there were not too many documents that she needed to deal with. She read them one by one, and finished them in just two hours.

None of the work she brought home was important or difficult.

For really important work, Song Zhilin would still choose to do it in the office. Although the home is nice, it doesn't have that kind of atmosphere after all. If she makes a mistake in any detail because she is relaxing for a while, it will be troublesome.

After finishing the work for a while, Song Zhilin's nerves also relaxed.

She flipped through the files, but her mind was gradually attracted by the small sounds in the living room. She knew that Yan Shu was watching a variety show.

A thought that often appeared recently stirred up in her heart again. She looked at the keychain on the desk and thought to herself: Should I buy a house?

She wanted to live with Yan Shu in their house and live together all the time.

Yan Shu sat in the living room, turned down the TV volume to a very low level, and was watching some variety show, the rhythm was relaxed and leisurely, and she began to feel sleepy while watching.

Yan Shu seldom watches TV. If Song Zhilin is at home, she and Song Zhilin will go downstairs for a walk, or chat together, and the TV will be used as background music. If Song Zhilin is not at home, she will take a shower and go to bed early. Sitting on the bed holding the laptop and watching movies, one after another, until I was so sleepy that I fell asleep.

Yan Shu waited for Song Zhilin while watching the variety show, unstoppable drowsiness flooded into her mind, Yan Shu dozed off one after another, and finally slid down the back of the sofa, resting her head on the armrest of the sofa, pregnant He hugged a cushion and fell asleep.

This is what Song Zhilin saw after she finished her work and came out of the room.

Yan Shu was sleeping on the sofa crookedly, with a pillow in her arms, her face pressed against the pillow, her long hair slipped down from her face, covering half of her face, making her appear more gentle.

The light is warm yellow, falling on Yan Shu's face, softening her lines and making her look more fragile. The TV in front of her is playing a variety show with a group of people laughing and laughing, the sound is very low, probably because she is afraid disturbed her.

Song Zhilin looked at her for a while, couldn't help but lowered his head, and kissed her forehead lightly.

Yan Shu didn't sleep well at first, she wasn't used to sleeping alone, let alone on the sofa in the living room with the lights on, she woke up just like that, looked at her with sleepy eyes, and asked in a soft voice: "Are you done?"

"Well," Song Zhilin kissed her on the cheek, "Shushu, shall we go to see the apartment on the weekend?"

Yan Shu is completely awake now, what is Song Zhilin talking about, want to go to see the house with her?

She blinked, thinking she had heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

"I said," Song Zhilin repeated in a clear voice, "let's go and see the apartment on the weekend."

She held her breath, waiting for Yan Shu's answer.

This idea is not a whim.

Song Zhilin has been thinking about this.She likes to squeeze in a small bed with Yan Shu, but Yan Shu often complains of back pain after getting up, she still can't get used to such a small and hard bed; she likes to squeeze in the kitchen with Yan Shu to cook, But Yan Shu often touches things when turning around, she still can't get used to such a small kitchen... Yan Shu has too many problems with this small apartment.

"Do you really want to buy a house for the keychain?"

Yan Shu was stunned for a long time, his dull brain still hadn't come to his senses, recalling what Song Zhilin said that day at the boutique, he couldn't help asking.

Song Zhilin chuckled and patted her on the head: "Who told you I was for the keychain?"

Yan Shu covered his forehead and said aggrievedly, "You said it yourself."

"No."

Song Zhilin looked at her tenderly, and said in a word: "It's because I want to live with you."

Yan Shu was stunned, and she confirmed the sentence again, she really heard it right.

Song Zhilin said that she wanted to live with her.

She had fantasized many times about the scene where she and Song Zhilin lived together.

In those imaginary scenes, they would give each other a gentle kiss in the morning, cling to each other in bed, stay in bed and refuse to get up, she would cook lovely breakfast for Song Zhilin, such as strawberry waffles, or Song Zhilin would cook for her A bowl of Yangchun noodles.

They go out separately, and when they come home at night, there will be a small lamp in the house, shining a warm light.

They ate together under the warm light, watched TV together, said good night to each other, and slept together.

Most of Yan Shu's fantasies have come true during this time.

Although her small apartment was not big, it had everything she needed. After Song Zhilin moved in, she quickly brought a breath of life, which made Yan Shu feel satisfied every day that her dreams had come true.

Now, Song Zhilin said to her: Let's go and see the house.

Does Song Zhilin want to buy a house with her and live together?

In this way... Doesn't it mean that you are married if you round it up? !

Yan Shu's face suddenly turned red, and she was stunned by her own thoughts.

Don't think like this, she quickly warned herself, this is obviously just cohabitation!Song Zhilin didn't say anything yet!

"Does this mean living together?" she asked.

"Yes." Song Zhilin replied.

Yan Shu didn't have time to think about it, and nodded his head: "Okay!"

Song Zhilin stretched out his arms to hug her, rubbed her shoulder lightly, and said, "Then let's go to the apartment on the weekend."

Yan Shu was a little dazed, she thought happily - I'm going to have a family.