happy event in pairs

It was early autumn, and it was a cloudy day. Dong Xishuang came to Xiao Jun's apartment for the second time and felt even deserted.Although the living room was tidy and tidy, there was not even a spark.

Xiao Jun took the pumpkin in his arms and asked him to sit on the sofa and drink first.He also felt that it was too quiet and a little embarrassed, so he raised his hand and pressed the TV.

Last night's "Horror Cruise" was playing on TV, Xiao Shuang glanced at it and was startled bloody, her shoulders shrank.

Xiao Jun immediately pressed the exit button, switched to the news channel, apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't scare you."

Xiao Shuang shook her head: "It's okay. I'll go to the kitchen to cook."

Xiao Jun prepared the pots, pans, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar for him, and said worriedly: "Shall I help you here?"

Xiao Shuang washed his hands and was rolling up his sleeves, pushing him outside: "No, you go sit and rest, I'll call you when the meal is ready."

Xiao Jun found it interesting to see him rubbing his fists, and told him as he went out, "Call me if you need help."

Dong Xishuang put the already clean pumpkin into the sink and washed it, put it on the chopping board dripping wet, and gestured with a kitchen knife, not knowing where to start.

His elder sister, Dong Xiyan, is six years older than him. When she was a child, she played with him like a doll. She carried him on her back wherever she went, holding a small spoon to feed water and food in a decent manner. , He has never entered the kitchen at home a few times, and the only self-care ability he has is cultivated in the three years of high school in the county.

He didn't know that the pumpkin was very hard when it was raw, and he didn't know that the skin of the pumpkin was slippery when it was wet. He just thought that cutting a vegetable should be easy. Pressing it in his hand, the knife went down hard.

"Boom!"

"what--!"

Xiao Jun was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, when he heard the sound, he jumped up and ran over, opened the door and saw that Dong Xishuang was holding a bloody finger in a daze.

Without further ado, Xiao Jun stepped forward, grabbed his hand, reached under the faucet and turned on the cold water, and after running for a while, he turned around and asked him: "Does it hurt, are you just in a daze?"

Xiao Shuang was staring at Xiao Jun's big hand tightly grasping his wrist, and he came back to his senses when he asked: "Ah? Doesn't hurt."

Xiao Jun looked at the intact pumpkin and the blood-stained kitchen knife on the chopping board, sighed and shook his head.

After stopping the bleeding, he dragged him to the living room to sit down. Xiao Jun went to the storage room and found the medicine box. He knelt down in front of him on one knee, dipped a cotton swab in povidone iodine to disinfect his finger, the wound was deep in the pulp of the finger, Xiao Jun saw At a glance, I felt that the roots of the teeth were sore and the scalp was tight. After carefully wrapping it with gauze, I couldn't help asking: "Does it hurt?"

The two were too close, so close that Xiao Shuang smelled the long-lost smell on him again, and could see clearly his focused and drooping eyelashes. He was so handsome, and I really wanted to touch his face, Xiao Shuang's heart was pounding He moved, and he felt the familiar, down-to-earth and heavy tenderness, surrounding him like an ocean.

His right hand couldn't help clenched into a fist by his side.

Xiao Jun didn't hear the answer, so he raised his eyes to look at him, and was stunned for a moment.

The child's beautiful and lively eyes stared at him, as if he was the whole world. For the first time, the eye waves that were covered by old glasses were clearly revealed. weight.

Xiao Jun's heart felt inexplicably crisp, and even his stomach tightened.

He lowered his head to avoid the gaze that made him feel unbearable, put away the medicine box, got up and walked away.

Xiao Shuang held up the white and fat fingers of his left hand, stared at his back, sank into the sofa and sighed.

Still had to continue making the meal, Xiaoshuang stood beside the sink with her fingers up, watching Xiao Jun chop it off with a bone cutter and break it again, the pumpkin split in half with a crisp sound.

It turns out that pumpkins are cut like this...

Xiao Jun dug out the pumpkin seeds with a rice spoon and put them on the kitchen paper, and asked him, "What should I do next?"

Xiao Shuang recited the message from her sister: "Cut the melon into pieces, add water to boil, cook until soft and make rice, add sugar when the rice is cooked, then mix well and eat."

After thinking about it, he added: "This is a specialty of my hometown, called Ruanjinfan."

Xiao Jun shook his head and smiled, it seemed that he was really homesick to take such a big effort.

"Why, I'm not used to eating in the cafeteria, do you want to eat home food?"

Xiao Shuang never knew how to hide her thoughts, so she replied directly: "No, I just want you to taste something that I think is delicious."

What he said was too straightforward, and rounding it up was almost equivalent to a confession.

Xiao Jun had received quite a few confessions, but it was the first time that such a simple and direct one made his heart feel warm and crisp.

He breathed disorderly for a moment, did not dare to look into Xiao Shuang's eyes, calmed down and said: "Okay, you can go to the living room to play, and I will call you when you are done."

Xiao Shuang scratched her head with her intact right hand: "I'm sorry, I always say thank you every time, and every time it's you who cook..."

For some reason today, Xiao Jun was in a mess, he didn't perform well, the fish-flavored shredded pork was salty, and the braised pork ribs had too much soy sauce, turning them into black roasted pork ribs.

The Ruanjin rice was unexpectedly sweet and soft, with the fragrance of pumpkin. Xiao Jun served Xiao Shuang with rice, took a spoon and stuffed it into his hand, busy picking up vegetables for him, picking ribs, and smoking forget.

Xiao Shuang was still so serious and cute when eating, with the back of her hands facing up like a child, holding the handle of the spoon, and stuffing a full spoon into her little mouth.Xiao Jun was so cute by him, and asked him: "Is it delicious?"

Xiao Shuang was scalded by the pumpkin like a goldfish, pouting her mouth and puffing her cheeks to blow out the hot air, while nodding and answering vaguely: "It's delicious, it's as delicious as my mother's cooking."

Xiao Jun took a sip, it wasn't very sweet, so it wasn't greasy. He wasn't very optimistic about this combination, but he didn't expect it to be very appetizing.

He didn't pay much attention to eating himself. While watching Xiao Shuang eating deliciously and sweetly, he took care of picking vegetables into his bowl and removing bones. Xiao Jun was distracted, subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold his little chin, and wiped it off with his thumb.

Xiao Shuang was taken aback, stopped chewing, swallowed the food in her mouth with difficulty, a little shy expression appeared on her face, her eyes like autumn water raised to look at Xiao Jun, then lowered again.

This glance carried his unknowing affection, and the shy look with lowered eyes reminded me of the newlyweds on the wedding bed.

Xiao Jun's heart twitched again, as if bitten by something, with an itchy and crisp pain.When he came to his senses, he suddenly felt that it was inappropriate for him to do so, and he stood up as if to escape, and said, "Oh, I forgot to pour you water, sorry."

Xiao Shuang didn't make a sound, bit her lips, scooped up a piece of yellow pumpkin from her bowl and put it in Xiao Jun's bowl.

In the second half of the meal, both of them ate a little absent-mindedly, and Xiao Shuang's fingers felt pain belatedly, and the jumping and jumping pulled the nerves.

Xiao Jun cleared the dining table and came over to ask him: "Is there any class in the afternoon? If so, shall I send you back to class?"

"Uh——, there is no class, can I play for a while?"

For the first time in his life, the good boy Dong Xishuang, who didn't even escape Ma Zhe Mao Gai Faki's military theory, planned to skip a professional class, um, and lied.

Xiao Jun saw his hesitation eyes but did not reveal it, smiled and took him to the study, Xiao Shuang saw the Lego that the two of them worked together last time was displayed on the upper shelf of the bookshelf.

"What do you want to play today? - Your hands probably won't be able to build Lego, and you won't be able to press the game controller."

In fact, Xiao Shuang just wanted to stay by his side for a while, and it would be best if she could just watch him without playing anything.Unfortunately not.

I had no choice but to make an excuse and said, "What was that movie just now, was it good?"

Xiao Jun raised his eyebrows, children have quite strong tastes.

"That won't work, I'm afraid you will have nightmares at night, oh yes, just wait for me a moment."

He ran to the attic and stopped in front of the combination lock.

This room is full of things related to Luo Xingqi.

The two grew up together, the two families were not far away, and the fathers were comrades-in-arms, so they spent almost every day together as long as I can remember. Things have been indistinguishable from each other for a long time, and if I can't find something, it must be in the other party's room, and their bodies are almost the same, except for underwear, clothes, pants and socks are mixed.

The two of them are both using something for fun, throwing it at each other without saying a word, and they are truly intimate.

After Luo Xingqi had Luyu three years ago, he took the initiative to avoid suspicion, and gradually no longer penetrated into his life so closely. Although he still played together every day, he knew that he could not go back to the past, just like time could not turn back.

As soon as Luo Xingqi left after graduating from high school, he locked all their old things in the small room in the attic.

He took a breath, sighed again, put his thumb on the scanning block, and the door lock clicked open.

The room was small, with a small window under the triangular roof, as quiet as a cemetery.

He stood for a while, gathering up some strength to go in. He didn't dare to look around. He just turned over from the top of the cabinet, took down a box, closed the door and walked out.

In the study, Dong Xishuang was standing in front of the bookcase looking up at the "Emerald Night".

The light in front of the window coated his side face with a layer of silver-gray halo. The boy's silhouette is very graceful, with fluffy and soft hair, a pretty little nose, a slender neck raised high, and a little Adam's apple sticking out.

Xiao Jun felt a little thirsty for some reason, swallowed his saliva and called him: "Dong—Dong Xishuang."

He raised the box in his hand: "Do you like to play puzzles?"

The puzzle is a limited edition gift of Van Gogh that Luo Xingqi's mother bought in the Louvre. Luo Xingqi was keen on all outdoor sports at that time, and was not interested in playing puzzles lying on the ground. He knew Xiao Jun liked this kind of puzzle solving, so he just Throw it to him casually.

Xiao Shuang looked at the beautifully packaged box, which was printed in an incomprehensible foreign language, "I used to play on the computer when I was in computer class at school,... this is very expensive, can I play?"

Xiao Jun unpacked it: "You can play, but it might be a bit boring."

Xiao Shuang knelt down on the carpet, spread the original picture of "Starry Sky" on the floor and looked at it carefully, "It's so beautiful." He looked up to see Xiao Jun was still standing there, and asked as if begging, "Will you play with me?" ?"

Xiao Jun almost made him kneel at the first glance, and then he bent over and stroked his hair. It felt just as imagined, no, it was softer and more touchable than imagined, "You play first, I'll cut some fruit for you."

All afternoon, there was silence in the large and empty apartment.Only low and melodious light music and occasional soft chatter can be heard from the study room with the door closed.

There were beverages, fruits and various snacks on the tray on the carpet. Xiao Shuang held up her injured finger, and her right hand was groping around for the fragments. Xiao Jun handed over a few pieces with similar colors in good time. Xiao Shuang compared them. After a while, he picked up one of the pieces and smiled until two dimples were revealed: "That's right!"

Xiao Jun was a little absent-minded, he didn't realize that he was looking at Xiao Shuang much more than looking at his subordinates' jigsaw puzzles, so the area under his subordinates was only less than one-third of Xiao Shuang's.

He pierced a piece of cantaloupe with a toothpick and handed it to the child's mouth, asking, "What do your friends usually call you?" He always felt that calling him by his full name was a bit blunt and lacked a sense of intimacy.

The little hands were busy, and he stretched out his mouth and bit it down without paying too much attention: "Well... everyone's voice is different."

Looking at the empty toothpick, Xiao Jun felt another crisp, somehow reminded Luo Xingqi that when he was a child, Luo Xingqi raised several rabbits in his yard, none of them would go home after school, and they rushed to feed them with vegetables and fruits. , that rabbit grows very quickly, chubby and snow-white balls, with smooth and shiny hair, sometimes it suddenly stops and stares at people motionlessly while eating, it is so cute as hell.

Xiao Shuang bent down seriously to look at the original picture, and then turned around to compare the part he had put together. He spoke without thinking, and muttered: "Brother Lu called Xiao Shuang, Li Xin single called a double, and the others came forward I was called Daishuang for a while, now I am called Naishuang, Qiqi called me Dumb, in high school I learned Chinese from White Haired Girl, they called me Xier..."

He flattened his mouth a little annoyed, "Maybe my name is too rustic, and no one has called me by my name properly."

Xiao Jun smiled, this nickname is a little too much.

"Then what does your family call you?"

Xiao Shuang choked for a moment, a little embarrassed, "I... I have a nickname that is more earthy, and my family's nickname is my nickname."

"Oh? Can you tell me?"

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"Sweet... sweet baby..."

Crisp.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Dong Xishuang: Brother Xiao, how many times have you eaten this afternoon?

Xiao Jun: It doesn't matter how many times I crisp it, but I can make you crisp it once a night, once a night, what do you think?

Dong Xishuang: Brother Xiao, you...are you Bingshan Gong or Hooligan Gong?

Xiao Jun: (with a cold face) I am your husband.

Small Theater [-]:

Li Xin: Shuang'er, why is your nickname Tianbao? Is it because you were sweet and cute when you were young?

Dong Xishuang: No, my mother ate a melon when she was pregnant with me, and I was born after eating it.

Li Xin: What does that have to do with Tianbao?

Dong Xishuang: The name of that melon is Tianbao No.[-].

Li Xin: ...