unexpected rain

"Hello? Hello?" The other party was curious about the silent call. If she could see Lin Ji's expression at the moment, she would probably be shocked.

Lost all blood, pale like a ghost, and the expression on his face slowly surfaced with extreme pain, as if his body and mind were destroyed.

Lin heard the sound of walking from the other end of the phone, and then the same female voice said, "Shifang, your phone."

After a while, Xiang Shifang's voice came from far to near: "Thank you, Mom."

……Mother?

With a "thump" in Lin Ji's mind, he woke up.

"Lin Ji?" The person holding the phone now is Xiang Shifang.

"Ah... I'm here, just now..." Lin Ji said with some difficulty as he did for the first time.

"My mother." Xiang Shifang said, "What's wrong with your voice? Are you sick?"

"No, I thought..." Lin leaned against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you at your mother's house? Have you returned to China?"

"No, the plane is tomorrow night." Xiang Shifang replied.

"What are you doing?" Lin Ji asked in a low voice.

"For breakfast, the stewed noodles you made earlier taste good, so it shouldn't be difficult." Xiang Shifang said.

"So you can cook." Lin Ji said.

"Underestimate me?" Xiang Shifang snorted softly.

"Shifang..." Lin Ji opened his mouth, trying to tell the picture he saw, but the words were messed up at the end, and he couldn't say anything.

"Ok?"

Lin Ji swallowed his saliva and said, "I miss you."

"Oh, I knew it." Xiang Shifang chuckled, and it's not hard to hear the little joy in his tone, "I saw the link you sent me just now, and that suit looks good."

Xiang Shifang's voice became hoarse, "It makes people want to take it off."

Lin lowered his head, his face was hidden in the shadow, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"In the future, don't smile at others, like a peacock." Xiang Shifang said.

"Okay." Lin Ji replied meekly.

"The day after tomorrow, wait for me to come back, huh?"

"Okay." Lin Ji said, "Shifang, I love you."

"..." Xiang Shifang was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, his tone became gentle, "Well, I know."

Xiang Shifang still had to take care of the kitchen, so it was inconvenient to chat with Lin Ji, but he asked Lin Ji to talk to him again before going to bed.

Xiang Shifang missed him too, even if he didn't say it explicitly, Lin Ji could feel it.

But there were no ripples in his heart, Lin Ji was waiting for him to take the initiative to explain, and even as long as he was willing to take the initiative to mention it, Lin Ji could treat him as having a clear conscience and would be more comforted.

But Xiang Shifang did not.

Since Lin felt that he was terrible, he even felt that he had no position to criticize, because he already knew the rules of the game, and he was the only one who quit in the end.

That day came so fast.

United States.

Xiang Shifang poured the diced tomato-based marinade on the noodles, and stirred it a few times. The appearance was not much different from the one Lin Ji made for him.

He took it out with satisfaction, but Xiang Qiuyue just stared at his face.

"What happened to my face?" Xiang Shifang asked.

"I've never seen you smile so... sweetly." Xiang Qiuyue said.

Xiang Shifang touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously, and it turned up, and he coughed lightly, letting his expression return to "expressionless".

"Is that him?" Xiang Qiuyue asked casually.

"Ah."

"I really want to see what kind of person can fascinate my son." Xiang Qiuyue said.

"I didn't..."

"Ha——" a sleepy yawn intervened, interrupting Xiang Shifang's words, "Good morning, auntie, bro, what's breakfast? Pasta?"

"Open your eyes." Xiang Shifang said coldly, "Make braised noodles."

"Wow, Jennifer knows how to cook Chinese food?" The tall young man rubbed his eyes and sat down. His hair was disheveled and his expression was troubled. Although his facial features were handsome, they had a rough taste, not quite like stubble.

"Your brother did it." Xiang Qiuyue said flatly.

"Ohmygod! it's impossible!" He put his face in his hands and said in an exaggerated tone.

Xiang Shifang showed a disgusted expression, "Yang Zeyi, shut up."

"Yessir." Yang Zeyi accepts as soon as he sees it.

Xiang Qiuyue watched them bickering with a smile, and said, "Ze Yi, why are you getting up so late?"

"I did my graduation homework last night, and I didn't sleep until midnight." Yang Zeyi said while eating, "Oh, this noodle tastes really good."

"It's still a little bit worse." Xiang Shifang muttered, Lin Ji's cooking was even better.

Yang Zeyi said again: "After my homework is over, I can go back to China!"

"When?" Xiang Shifang asked casually.

"Early next year? Can catch up with your engagement day!"

As soon as Yang Zeyi's words came out, Xiang Qiuyue paused and looked towards Xiang Shifang.

Xiang Shifang was not in a good mood, he lowered his eyes, hiding all his emotions.

On the day Xiang Shifang returned to China, Lin Ji called and asked him if he wanted to pick up the plane, but Xiang Shifang refused. Lin Ji only thought that he had other things to do later, so he didn't care, and devoted himself to his work.

In fact, he knew that he was escaping. On the one hand, he wanted to know what Xiang Shifang had done in the United States, but on the other hand, he was afraid of knowing.

Maybe pretending to be confused can slow down the speed of this relationship's end.

eight pm.Since Lin just came out of the company, it was half an hour after he got home. He recalled the leftover ingredients at home and planned to make a random stew for dinner. He didn't expect that when he opened the door, he would be greeted by a bright house.

and the aroma of food.

for a moment.Lin felt that he had returned to many years ago, and he could smell this smell when he came home after school.

Ordinary people's routines are the same, but at this moment Lin Ji's heart was deeply touched.

He walked through the porch and saw a figure with his back facing him in the kitchen.

This was the first time Lin Ji saw Xiang Shifang wearing an apron.

Xiang Shifang turned around, nodded to him calmly, walked out of the kitchen, motioned for Lin Ji to sit down at the dining table, "Let's eat."

Only then did Lin Ji notice that there were four dishes and one soup on the table, which was Lin Ji's standard cooking when the two were at home.

"You did it?" Lin Ji was still a little dazed.

Xiang Shifang didn't answer directly, frowning and urged: "Go and wash your hands."

Lin Ji returned to the dining table after washing his hands, picked up a piece of pork ribs and tasted it.

Xiang Shifang stared at his face.

Lin Ji: "You must have done it."

Xiang Shifang: "Why?"

Lin Ji: "The pork ribs outside must not have a mushy smell."

With a dark face, Xiang Shifang said bluntly, "Then don't eat it."

"No." Lin Ji smiled and protected the food, "It's all mine, you can't grab it."

Xiang Shifang snorted softly, his face softened.

Lin Ji asked, "When will you be able to cook?"

"If you watch too much, you will." Xiang Shifang wrote lightly.

But Lin Ji noticed with sharp eyes that there were little red spots on the back of his hand that were scalded by oil. He took Xiang Shifang's hand to look carefully, and said distressedly: "I'm all hurt, does it hurt? I'll go get the medicine."

Xiang Shifang grabbed him and refused to let him go, "Sit and eat your food, it won't hurt."

"You can just buy the vegetables and wait for me to come back." Lin Ji said, "Why do you have to cook it yourself? You got splashed with oil, it hurts so much."

Cooking is just a hothead on his mind. The last time he made noodles in the United States, Yang Zeyi praised him so much, so he wanted Lin Ji to try it too.But Xiang Shifang wanted to see Lin being both surprised and moved, not complaining that he had hurt himself.

"Don't talk so much while eating." Xiang Shifang said with a straight face.

Lin Ji had no choice but to eat obediently, but as long as he said "it's delicious", Xiang Shifang lost all the rules of "not talking about food". The corner of his mouth was raised, and it was obvious that Lin Ji's compliment was very rewarding.

But after he tasted it himself, he felt dissatisfied. What should be salty is not salty enough, what should be bland is not bland enough, and it is incomparable with Lin Ji's craftsmanship.

Ke Lin ate with great relish, and seemed to want to finish it all in one sitting.

"Don't eat too much at night." Xiang Shifang only allowed him to add half a bowl of rice, "If you eat too much and get fat, you can't lose weight without exercising."

"I go to the gym three times a week." Lin retorted, but he was still very obedient and stopped eating too much, since Xiang Shifang couldn't take it away anyway.

Xiang Shifang's eyes rolled half a circle, and when he thought of something, he said meaningfully: "No wonder it has changed a bit."

After eating until his belly was slightly protruding, Lin Ji said in satisfaction, "Shifang, thank you."

"What is there to be thankful for? You have done so many times." Xiang Shifang said.

"Because no one has cooked for me for a long time." Lin Ji smiled and said, "The moment I entered the house, I felt very happy. So, thank you."

Xiang Shifang looked at Lin Ji's smile, and felt a sore pain in his heart as if he had been cut by a knife dipped in vinegar.

He thought, how could this person be so easily satisfied?

At this moment, he had the urge to give everything he had to Lin Ji.

After eating, the two of them tidied up in the kitchen together. Lin washed the dishes and handed them to Xiang Shifang, who dried them and put them back in the cupboard.

Before the next bowl was handed over, Xiang Shifang turned his head to look at Lin Ji's side face, his outline was thin, his brows were quiet, his glasses slipped slightly, and at first glance he was a soft and obedient person.

All the emotions of Xiang Shifang gathered together, and then quietly softened into one piece.

"Shifang." Lin Ji said, "What have you been up to in America?"

Xiang Shifang was taken aback, and said: "I did a hotel project in the United States before returning to China last year, and it was completed last week, so I went over and explained the follow-up work."

"But I saw your picture on the news the day before yesterday." Lin Ji let himself say in a calm tone, "It was with another girl, can I... want an explanation?"

Xiang Shifang felt his heart skip a beat, feeling like he was falling off a cliff, but he turned his eyes away and said calmly, "That's a college classmate. I joined a small class reunion. Foreigners are more open, don't get me wrong."

"So that's the case." Lin put on a relieved expression, and smiled at Xiang Shifang, "I've been worried for a few days, and I'm finally relieved."

Xiang Shifang didn't expect to get over it so easily, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Well, it's the last one." Lin Ji handed the plate to Xiang Shifang.

Xiang Shifang took it over, wiped it and said in a low voice, "How many days have you been worried?"

"Yes." Lin Ji said, "I saw it the day before yesterday, but I still think it's better to ask you face to face, otherwise I'm afraid I will quarrel with you."

Lin pursed his lips and looked at Xiang Shifang with a sparkle in his eyes, "I don't want to quarrel with you."

Xiang Shifang put down the plate and pulled Lin Ji into his arms, "Good boy, you are so obedient, we won't quarrel."

Lin Ji's lips trembled a few times, and he buried himself in Xiang Shifang's neck, substituting dependence for words.

If Xiang Shifang is still willing to coax him, then he is willing to believe that they can walk for a while.

This night Lin was unusually enthusiastic, and he left traces of himself on Xiang Shifang's body one after another.

Usually when he was made hard, he would only bite the pillow, but today he put his arm around Xiang Shifang's neck and bit into Xiang Shifang's shoulder.

"Is the son of a bitch on his upper body?" Xiang Shifang rammed into it forcefully, panting and laughing lowly.

"...It's mine." Lin was so stimulated that his face was full of tears, and he licked the mark he had bitten out, and said aggrievedly and stubbornly, "You are mine."

Xiang Shifang took his chin and kissed him deeply.