the soul side

Cheng Yiming just wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into.

Chu Yiming was half leaning on the sofa, with his wrists on his knees, and the handle of the cup casually held between his fingers. Their eyes met. After a while, Cheng Yiming found that he was still holding Gao Mao's money, and he threw it out and looked at it. Gao Mao: "Give me back my clothes."

Chu Yiming put down his wine glass and stood up, watching him walk over, Cheng Yiming lowered his head in embarrassment.

With the warm suit jacket on his body, Chu Yiming's voice was much colder than before: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Gao Mao was a little surprised: "You know him?"

"my friend."

Gao Mao looked unlucky and said nothing.

Cheng Yiming put on his clothes and followed Chu Yiming sensibly. When they arrived at the garage, neither of them said anything. Cheng Yiming felt that the air pressure was a bit low.

After getting in the car and setting the navigation for the destination, Cheng Yiming glanced at Chu Yiming several times, never expecting that their meeting again would be so embarrassing.

"That... thank you."

Chu Yiming glanced at the shivering Cheng Yiming from the corner of his eye: "It's nothing."

Afterwards, there was silence. The closed compartment was as quiet as a vacuum. Cheng Yiming looked at Chu Yiming in the dormitory downstairs: "Thank you for your clothes. I'll wash them and return them to you?"

"no need."

Thinking that it would be the answer, Cheng Yiming stood there watching Chu Yiming's car gallop away, and did not turn around until he disappeared from sight.

Standing in the stairwell, Cheng Yiming looked down at his clothes.

Chu Yiming's coat was very warm.

When he returned to the dormitory, the clothes on his body caused a sensation in an instant. Sun Ya opened his mouth dully, and the Coke dripped on the bed sheet. He yelled, sat up and pulled the paper, wiped off the Coke and looked at Cheng Yiming with unimaginable expression: " Cheng Yiming, why did you go?!"

He actually came back wearing a suit jacket that didn't look like him at first glance, and it was obvious that there was no clothes inside the suit jacket.

Cheng Yiming took off his clothes and found a T-shirt to put on.

"A little accident... um... Then the clothes were thrown away by someone else, and my friend lent me the clothes."

"Who is so cheap and throws your clothes away."

Cheng Yiming thought of the horrible scene in the toilet: "This is too long a story, so I'd better not talk about it."

Realizing that things were not as scary as he imagined, Sun Ya quickly got into the mood and continued to lie down and read novels through a straw.

Everyone was lying on the bed at night, Cheng Yiming looked at the ceiling: "Tell me, how can you make someone who doesn't like you like you?"

Sun Ya was still reading novels: "Do you have someone you like?"

"No, it's just like a friend likes."

"You're too idle. If people don't like you, you can just drag them. The noble prince of Tianhuang, how much benefit can there be from being friends with him."

Cheng Yiming pulled up the quilt and turned around to leave a view of their backs.

The next day when the sky was still gray, he got up and groped into the bathroom to wash up. While brushing his teeth, Cheng Yiming looked at himself in the mirror. Not long ago, the person reflected in the mirror was Chu Yiming.

After rinsing his mouth, he reached out to stroke his hair, and Cheng Yiming looked into his own eyes in the mirror.

Don't bother with him anymore, he is not from the same world at all.

Now you are stepping on the cornerstone he set for you, don't live up to your own life.

Going out and taking the subway to Chris's home, I read some gourmet books and recipes by the way, and a text message popped up at the top, asking him to meet with Yang Chengying, and the time was set by him.

Cheng Yiming refused, and also tactfully said that he would pretend that he didn't see anything about that day.

Chris's home has changed from a beautiful pan to everything. Every day when Cheng Yiming gets off the subway, he goes to a nearby supermarket to buy all the ingredients for her breakfast.

When he was ready for breakfast, Chris had just finished yoga. Occasionally, Chris would ask him to prepare something she wanted to eat. Once she didn’t know where to watch the video, saying that she wanted to eat hand-cut noodles, Cheng Yiming studied the recipes and specially made chili oil, but Chris couldn't eat spicy food and broke down on the spot and said she would never eat noodles again.

She covered her flushed face and said: "ChengIhateyou"

Cheng Yiming rushed to pour water for her: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know you couldn't eat chili."

Chris took the water and pointed at the knife-cut noodles: "Cheng, tell me, is this the taste of knife-cut noodles?"

"I read a recipe written by a famous chef, and the authentic taste is more or less like this."

"Oh well, since that's the way it is, I forgive you."

In the next few days, Cheng Yi cooked Cantonese breakfast for her every day, which calmed down Chris' psychological shadow a little.

During this period, Cheng Yiming no longer expected Chu Yiming to contact him, nor did he disturb Chu Yiming's life anymore.

But that inexplicable feeling did not disappear, the invisible thread was entwined between the two sections of fate, even if Chu Yiming did not appear, he could still feel Chu Yiming's strong presence.

This is the hot head of the shaved head.

Work also started to go smoothly.

Once Uncle Yan gave him a chance to practice his hands and asked him to make squirrel mandarin fish. After hearing this, Zheng Daicheng felt aggrieved: "Brother Yan, how long has he been in this business? You let him make squirrel mandarin fish. Who is responsible for the complaint?"

After Yan Jun heard this, he glanced at Cheng Yiming. Although Cheng Yiming was serious and willing to learn, and his skills were not bad before he entered the industry, he had only worked for four months, and he ran away once before returning.

And this kid is a dumb gourd with his mouth sawed off, he only knows ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Anyway, say it once or twice, if you don’t believe me, you can say it again and again, just think about it.

However, Cheng Yiming spoke for the first time: "I can do well."

Zheng Daicheng was upset: "You said you can cook everything for you? First cut the vegetables well, little brother."

Cheng Yiming was silent for a while: "I listen to the chef."

Yan Jun didn't expect that this kid would have a temper after going back. It's a good thing to have a temper, and it's more pleasing to the eye than the three sticks before.

Yan Jun raised his hand and patted Cheng Yiming's back: "If you can do it well, do it well, do it well."

From then on, Cheng Yiming obviously felt that his life became smoother, no matter what others said about him, he just recognized his own reason and knocked them away.

Time flies, countless mornings and evenings disappeared day and night on the subway line and on the way back to the dormitory. In the blink of an eye, it has been a month, and when the first month's salary and breakfast part-time jobs are over, Cheng Yiming looks at the incoming text messages on his mobile phone. Unspeakable satisfaction.

He succeeded in earning a reward that would allow him to live a good life by sharing delicious food.

Of course, Chu Yiming has a lot of credit for it. If it wasn't for Chu Yiming's help in Chris's part-time job, he would never have found such a good opportunity.

Cheng Yiming looked at the three letters CYM in the address book, and put away his phone after reading it. There was no need for Chu Yiming to accompany him to celebrate his dream come true.

His thanks are too insignificant to Chu Yiming.

Don't bother him presumptuously.

Bought a bag of snacks and brought them back to the dormitory to Zhou Ling and Sun Ya, sharing the joy.

Sun Ya looked at the Bank of China balance reminder in the text message on his mobile phone: "I'm inflated, looking at my savings, I actually want to find a girlfriend."

Zhou Ling tore open the package of beef jerky with his mouth and looked at the phone screen with a wicked smile: "Find one in the game."

Sun Ya fell on the bed: "Then I'll find one in the novel."

In fact, they are all addicted to their mouths. This age full of enthusiasm like wolves and tigers will dream of women. But Cheng Yiming remembers that Zhou Ling was cheated in online dating before, and Sun Ya was disliked when he fell in love.

At that time, Sun Ya was still giving love meals to that woman every day, but she never took his heart seriously.

As for myself.

Cheng Yiming was also very puzzled, why he had no desires, and the movie buyer in the same dormitory in college whined that I dreamed of a goddess.

He never paid any special attention to this aspect.

It can almost be said to be completely cold and uninterested.

When being dragged by my roommate to watch the film, I didn't feel blushing and heartbeat. Instead, I felt the scene in the picture was embarrassing and struggled to climb back to my bed.

At that time, they teased him and asked him if he was frightened, and asked him if he had never had a wet dream. After watching this, he would not have a wet dream.

Cheng Yiming wondered if he would really dream about that scene when he was sleeping, but in the end he had a false alarm and nothing happened, and he couldn't feel any enthusiasm for that kind of thing afterwards.

He only dreamed about Chu Yiming, and wanted to get closer because he felt it was too warm. The burning feeling in the dream still vividly remained in his heart.

Gu Qianwang only learned the word Gu Qianwang when he met Chu Yiming, and he no longer feels in a daze that everything is good, anything is fine.

What you want to do must be done.

Those who want to meet are very much looking forward to seeing each other again.

The scorching vitality in these two words makes Cheng Yiming's sense of life more vivid.

The weather started to get colder and colder. Every time after get off work, Cheng Yiming would drink a bowl of leftover chicken soup and ribs soup. The feeling in his stomach was very warm, and even his exhaled breath became warmer.

He began to try his best to find a source of fire to make himself more comfortable, warm soup, a warm baby under the blanket, and a very warm friend.

But there was still something missing, and then Cheng Yiming realized that he lacked someone to drink soup with and hug to keep warm.

Feng Xinyuan of Zhonghuayuan has a good impression of him, if he asks, she will definitely agree.

But this didn't seem to be what he wanted.

In November, Cheng Luo came to city A for art examination training, and the first thing he did when he got off the plane was to call Cheng Yiming.

Although his parents had repeatedly said not to get in touch with Cheng Yiming, a lunatic, and he would learn bad things from him, but Cheng Luo didn't take it seriously.

He thinks that Cheng Yiming is so cool, and he is a role model for the dark forces of my generation, and no matter how bad the other party is in City A, he will never end up. It's better for him, a high school student, to seek refuge with him than to have no refuge at all.

Cheng Yiming picked up the phone and saw that it was his cousin calling: "Hi, Cheng Luo, I'm at work, can I call you back after get off work?"

"Cousin, I'm in City A."

"Oh...I'll treat you to dinner that night, so hang up first."

In the afternoon, Cheng Luo found it by himself based on the words Zhonghuayuan. After all, the name of such a luxury hotel is quite famous.

Cheng Yiming hadn't gotten off work yet, and when he was busy, Cheng Luo said that he had come. Cheng Yiming and Uncle Yan went out to look for him, and saw that he had already ordered a table of food in the corner of the hall.

Cheng Luo is the baby of their Cheng family, the youngest in their life, and also the one with the best genetics. She is 1.8 meters tall and has a handsome face, but her personality is not good enough.

But Cheng Yiming saw that the children whose parents favored him at this age almost had this personality, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

Seeing his cousin wearing a chef's uniform and sitting across from him, Cheng Luo didn't expect his cousin to look quite decent in his clothes.

After chatting for a while, Cheng Luo said that they have a dormitory arranged by the training institution, and he will go back to the dormitory after eating.

Cheng Yiming asked him to eat slowly and talk to him after he got off work, then got up and went to the front desk to pay Cheng Luo's bill first.