that nice ex boyfriend

They ate a lot of lunch and ended it late. As for dinner, neither of them had any thoughts in their hearts, they only thought it was dispensable.

But Song Xiyan was thinking about Zheng Ziran's old stomach problem, and if he didn't eat a little, he was afraid that the two of them would wake up hungry in the middle of the night, so he planned to cook a porridge to slowly fill his stomach with meat.

In the evening, Song Xiyan poured the washed millet into the pot, and then threw in a few peeled chestnuts, longan and a handful of wolfberries, adding water and cooking.He didn't use a rice cooker, and the fire was a bit high. Seeing that the rice porridge was about to burst into the pot, he quickly turned down the heat and lifted the lid of the pot.The steam swelled up, and the kitchen was suddenly filled with white mist and thick water vapor, like a low-end version of a fairyland.

Zheng Ziran poked his head out from the kitchen door with a half-wet towel, squinted his eyes slightly to look for Song Xiyan's figure in the fairyland, and said, "Xiyan, I've finished washing, you can go."

Hearing this, Song Xiyan came out of the mist, "Then you look at the pot, I'm going to take a bath."

Zheng naturally agreed, walked into the kitchen and took over the work from Song Xiyan.He turned up the range hood, and his vision soon became clear.Standing in the kitchen by the stove for a while, my hair was not completely dry, so I wiped it time after time in boredom.

A burning sensation gradually formed in the stomach, becoming clearer and clearer.

I don't know if it was because of the steam he inhaled, but Zheng naturally stood a little further away from the steaming pot.After waiting for a while, the burning sensation was not mild but heavy.

Zheng Ziran and the old stomach disease have known each other for many years, so they generally know that this is a sign of another illness.Reminiscent of the grilled fish that I secretly ate when Song Xiyan was not paying attention at noon, I couldn't help feeling a burst of regret in my mind.

Gluttony hurts the body, disease comes from the mouth.

Fortunately, Zheng Ziran became a doctor after a long illness, and he didn't have any symptoms of stomach pain yet. He stirred the porridge in the pot, turned down the heat, and left the kitchen.

There is a small medicine box dedicated to Zheng Ziran at home. It is because I have been ill for a long time, and I know how wrong this problem is.In the past, when I was busy with work, once a stomach attack occurred, it would become a mess, so I always kept a bunch of medicines in case of emergencies.Opening the medicine box, he skillfully picked out a few boxed pills and took them with warm water.

When Song Xiyan came out of the shower, the medicine took effect, and Zheng Ziran had already regained his life and was alive and well.This stomach problem is not committed.

The weekend after a week is Zheng Ziran's last free time before starting a new round of busy work.The party that the old roommates had mentioned a few weeks earlier was also on the agenda.

After graduating, I have been going around for several years. The dormmates have gone from different places to different jobs, and after several twists and turns, they finally gathered in the city where their alma mater is located.

"I'm free this weekend, shouldn't it be time for us to get together. Let's go?" Li Lei posted a message in the WeChat group shared by several people.

Wan Zikun followed up and said: "The one in front of our school was the one I went to before graduation. Let's go, let's recall our youth!"

Seeing the enthusiasm of these two people, Song Xiyan immediately sent a message: "Second."

Zheng Ziran followed behind: "+[-]"

"Okay, then Saturday night. Have a good drink, and lie down all day on Sunday." Li Lei continued to propose, and the rest expressed no objection.

The group became lively, and several people chatted nonchalantly, with a brisk tone and arbitrary topics, quite a bit like when they were young.

Song Xiyan responded to several Wan Zikun's jokes, staring at the phone, telling Zheng Ziran: "You drink less that day, your life is at stake."

Zheng Ziran responded with a smile, not forgetting to take the opportunity to verbally take advantage: "Sure, I have to save my life to live with you." He said it as if they had become a couple.

Song Xiyan immediately threw a pillow over, Zheng Ziran smiled a little smugly, and reached out to take it.Song Xiyan hadn't given a reply to the proposal of giving her body to each other that afternoon.But Zheng Ziran knew in his heart that this matter had already been tacitly approved, but it was only a verbal cutscene.

Thinking of this, he pushed away the pillow, pulled Song Xiyan who was still bragging with Li Lei, and kissed him silently.

On Saturday evening, the two drove their own cars, one after the other, to the vicinity of their alma mater.There are many shops near the school, and most of them are booming. It is so busy that it is hard to find a parking space.Fortunately, there is a supermarket not far away, and the underground parking lot is fairly spacious.The two parked the car there and walked over there.

Wan Zikun and Li Lei arrived one step earlier and were thinking about ordering food. When they looked up and saw them coming together, Li Lei teased nonchalantly: "Hey! You two are still so sticky after all these years? Have you received your license yet?"

He does not mean that.The two who concealed their love affair at the beginning were both a little guilty.

Fortunately, Li Lei just made a joke and didn't take it to heart at all. After teasing, he didn't deepen the topic. He lowered his head and continued to recall which dish was more delicious with Wan Zikun.

"Don't stand still, both of you, come here and see what else is delicious." Li Lei flipped through the menu and said to Song and Zheng, "Tell me, it's been almost eight years in a flash, and I just remember that it's delicious. , but I can’t remember exactly which one is delicious, and I don’t know if it still tastes like it did back then.”

"I remember that we ordered boiled fish on the day of Xiyan's graduation thesis defense. It was the first dish I ate that day. It was quite good. I still remember the dry pot cabbage and sweet and sour pork ribs." Wan Zikun Said, "I can't think of anything else."

"That's right, I only remember the fried corn, the ground pot chicken, and the fish soup." Li Lei continued.

In fact, two people can get together to order a small table, but it still feels that it is not enough.There are so many memorable meals in my impression, mixed in the memories of happy dinner parties, how can those memories be carried by only a few dishes?

Li Lei and the two racked their brains to order half of the tables, and then pushed the menu to Zheng Ziran and Song Xiyan, "You two also order a few." He added barley tea to them, took a sip, and said, "Ordering food was a hard job back then. Most of them are made by Shan Helai. He has a good memory and is careful. He can remember every time there is something delicious. This is even worse than foodie meatballs. If he is here today, he will definitely order a big table..."

It was almost the end of the sentence, and it was only under Wan Zikun's elbow that he came back to his senses - this person, Shan He, also belonged to the past that was only for memory.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat dignified.Li Lei and Wan Zikun looked at Song Xiyan, as if they wanted to ask something, and wanted to comfort them, but they gave up in the end.

Shan He's case was said to be big or not, and it was not within the scope of most people's interest; but it was also said to be not small, and it caused a storm in the circle.Li Lei and Wan Zikun, one learned about it for professional reasons, and the other saw a familiar name from a passing news headline.As Song Xiyan expected, even if they didn't tell them specifically, Li Lei and Wan Zikun heard about it.

So this topic ends here.

When several dishes were served, Song Xiyan took a bite out of a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and commented, "The taste of the dish has changed." He was talking about dishes, but the rest of the people could tell that he was also talking about people.

Many things have changed and are not the same.The original intention is often talked about by a bunch of people, but there are really few who can really keep the original intention forever.The grind of life, the expansion of desires, it is hard to tell which one accounts for more, but the result has changed after all.

The gathering of a few people was intended to reminisce about their youth, but they didn't realize it. While reminiscing about their youth and sharing their lives, they couldn't help but see some things that were not humanly created by the passage of time.

The depressed mood lasted for a while, Li Lei took the initiative to change the subject and brighten the atmosphere: "Wanzi, didn't you go abroad to learn Western food? I thought you were the cook for our gathering today. When I heard you talk about studying abroad, I thought Alright, let’s get a taste of your craft when the party gets the most out of it.”

"Don't make trouble, I'm a student of Western food, everyone eats elegantly and decently, which is suitable for a party? This restaurant is more enjoyable, come, first give the family a whole bottle of beer!" Wan Zikun said proudly, "If you want to taste my beer Come to our restaurant another day, and the chef will serve you personally."

"Hey! Then I'll make a note of it." Li Lei opened a few bottles of beer as he said, filled them up, raised his glasses and said, "We haven't been together for a few years, we have the biggest birthday, and today I'm going to give my brothers a head start. If you talk about it, you are middle-aged, but everything cannot stop, and you have to continue to struggle."

Several other people also raised their wine glasses, and heard him continue: "The past is gone, and the days to come will be long. My brothers have worked hard for these years, and each of them can be said to have achieved a small amount. I don't want to do anything else. , this cup, I wish myself, my brother, a long time, good health, and success. Come on, let’s do it!”

I took a bite of the food, followed by a glass of beer, because of my mood and atmosphere.But Song Xiyan still had time to care about Zheng Ziran's poor stomach.After several people put down their wine glasses, he whispered to Zheng Ziran: "Eat more food, don't drink too much." Judging from the current atmosphere, it is likely that he will not drink less wine, and his requirements for Zheng Ziran are also lowered. , From drinking less to not drinking too much.

Zheng Ziran nodded, and replaced the wine glass with chopsticks in his hand. After a few rounds, he roasted one-third of Li Lei's favorite corn.Seeing this, Song Xiyan felt relieved about his stomach.

The advice to "drink on Saturday and lie down on Sunday" is not without merit.At the end of the small gathering, although a few people were not too drunk, their heads and steps were a little bit wandering.

The four surrogate drivers arrived almost at the same time, announcing the successful end of the party.The few people made an appointment to meet again some other day, and each bid farewell with reddish blushes.

Zheng Ziran went into the bathroom first after returning home. Song Xiyan patted him on the back, watching him spit out most of the wine in his stomach, and was a little worried, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zheng Ziran felt it, and shook his head again, "It's not uncomfortable, I just think it's better to spit it out after drinking not too little."

"Didn't you throw up with dinner too? I'll make you some more soup." Song Xiyan reached out and turned on the water switch, and the smell of alcohol in the bathroom immediately weakened a lot. "Don't drink it next time we get together, the three of us are not bad for drinking."

"I haven't seen you for a few years. I'm happy. If I don't drink, I feel almost something." Zheng Ziran turned on the faucet and rinsed his mouth. "I won't drink anymore. You guys drink, I drink milk, okay?"

"You're a little self-conscious." Song Xiyan also washed his face, sobered up a lot, and went to the kitchen to make hangover soup.

After Zheng Ziran drank the soup, his stomach felt warm and he felt much more comfortable.Song Xiyan was relieved, but he still didn't forget to tell him: "You drink, I think you really have to quit."

"It's all up to you." Zheng Ziran said with a smile.

At night, Zheng naturally slept in a hazy state of consciousness, always feeling that he had woken up several times.I don't remember why I woke up, and I didn't wake up completely.It's just half-dream and half-awake, and the duration is also short, and I don't have much impression after I get enough sleep.

The next morning, after being blocked by the curtains, very little sunlight entered the room, but it could be seen that the sun was about three poles.Zheng Ziran turned his head to look at Song Xiyan, who was sleeping on his chest with his head sideways. No matter how he liked it, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and he kissed Song Xiyan on the cheek.

Song Xiyan slapped him like a mosquito against the season, and buried his face even deeper.Zheng Ziran followed and kissed again, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

The electric toothbrush was buzzing in his mouth, and Zheng Ziran's brain was not idle, so he went through today's work content in general, so that he can proceed in a more orderly manner.Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden churn in his stomach, followed by several physiological twitches in his abdomen, Zheng Tianran couldn't help retching, and quickly bent down.

The snow-white toothpaste foam drips on the white porcelain of the washbasin, and the traces of blood mixed in it are particularly conspicuous.Zheng Ziran raised his head and glanced at the mirror. There was also a little blood on his own lips.

He frowned tightly.It's been a long time since he had a stomach problem, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to eat and drink so recklessly.But now it seems that this time is a bit serious.

Zheng naturally calculated his time and had to find time to go to the hospital as soon as possible.

Just as he was thinking, the footsteps outside the door became clearer, and Song Xiyan's voice followed closely behind: "Zheng Ziran, have you vomited again?" So even spicy food was banned together, completely banned, never to be touched again.

Hearing the sound of his footsteps approaching the door, Zheng Ziran quickly swallowed his saliva, rinsed and spit it out.The mouthwash was mixed with a light pink color, and Zheng Ziran began to frown again.

At the same time Song Xiyan opened the door, Zheng Ziran turned on the faucet.White porcelain has been washed by water, leaving no traces.