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Not long after Nie Beiran left, Feng An received a text message from Jiang Yu'an asking if he was home.

Feng An didn't know where Jiang Yu'an got his phone number, but he still replied respectfully: It's already here.

Then Jiang Yu'an called directly.

"I have a meeting now, maybe it will be later." Jiang Yu'an said on the phone: "You go to the entrance now, do you see a vase on the shoe cabinet?"

Feng An followed the instructions and walked to the entrance, and sure enough, he saw a small decorative vase on the upper shelf of the shoe cabinet. It was empty, and there was no flower arrangement: "Yes, I saw it."

"There is a spare key in the vase. You should familiarize yourself with the environment at home first. If you feel bored, you can go downstairs for a walk."

Feng An responded, and asked again: "Then when will you come back?"

Jiang Yuan stood in the corridor outside the meeting room, looked at the artificial lake outside the glass window, thought for a while and replied: "Seven o'clock, I will try to go back before seven o'clock." Then he said: "I am learning cooking recently, and I want to eat What? I'll cook it for you."

Feng An froze for a moment, remembering the bandage on Jiang Yu'an's finger that day, suddenly a different emotion surged in his chest: "That's too much trouble for you... If you come back late, I can make dinner."

Jiang Yu'an smiled softly: "Feng An, I invite you to live in my house, not to be my nanny. I will cook dinner, you just need to tell me what you want to eat."

Feng An's face became hot, and he stammered: "I...I have nothing to taboo, I can do anything."

Jiang Yu'an said: "Then let's eat Western food today, I am good at Western food."

Unlike Feng An, Jiang Yu'an is a very assertive person with a strong purpose.Feng An couldn't tell what he wanted to eat, so he quickly decided on a few dishes in his mind, and after explaining everything he wanted to explain, he hung up the phone and went back to the conference room to continue the meeting.

On the other side of the city, Feng An stayed in the entrance with his mobile phone in his hand for a while.He has never eaten this kind of dinner specially prepared for himself. When he was very young, his mother was cooking at home, but his mother was too busy and the family conditions were not good. I cut some and came back to burn it, and I didn't ask myself and my sister what I wanted to eat.

He felt a little sad, but he couldn't say why.Is it because my mother never asked me what I want to eat like Jiang Yu'an did?It doesn't seem right either.Mom works so hard, I should be considerate of her, shouldn't I?

After pouring the key out of the vase and putting it away, he pushed the trolley case into the guest room.The guest room has been cleaned in advance, and the sheets and quilts are all new. Jiang Yu'an said on the phone that this is his future room.So before Jiang Yu'an got off work, he put away the few things he carried with him, and hung his clothes in the closet.Finally, he pushed the empty trolley case under the bed. Seeing that it was still early, he looked around again.

Jiang Yu'an is also a person of status, but to Feng An's surprise, the house he lives in is not luxurious, at least not as big as Ji Chunshen's apartment, it is only about a hundred square meters, except for the master and guest bedrooms, there is only one bedroom. study.The kitchen is open and connected to the living room, and the layout is compact, but the decoration is very design and does not make people feel cramped.Feng An looked around, then went downstairs with the key.Although this community is adjacent to the urban area, it is quiet amidst the hustle and bustle, and the internal greening is well done.Feng An walked around Jiang Yu'an's apartment, and met a security guard who was patrolling in a small tram.

It was nearly the end of the new year at this time, and the security guard was doing his duty. Seeing that Feng An was not a resident of the community, he stopped the car and went up to inquire. After confirming that Feng An was not some dubious idler, he drove away.Looking at the back of the patrol car going away, Feng An couldn't help feeling emotional, thinking that Jiang Yu'an's house is really good, the location is good, and the environment in the community is good, and he wonders if he will have the opportunity to own such a house in this life.

It doesn't need to be very big, but it is clean and bright. There are no gossip neighbors around, and no creditors who come to the door every now and then to collect debts.I wake up in the quiet morning light every day, have dinner at night, and can take a walk in the shaded community.

But thinking about the housing prices in Shenzhen, he quickly smiled wryly, thinking that it would be impossible for him to realize this dream.

Before seven o'clock, Jiang Yu'an came back with a bag of fresh ingredients in his hand. After entering the room, he greeted Feng An with a smile, "It's late from get off work, are you hungry?"

He spoke so naturally, as if he was really close to Feng An, but Feng An couldn't get used to the other party entering the role so quickly.Reaching out to take the bag from Jiang Yu'an's hand, he went to the kitchen and put it on the cooking counter, turned his back to the entrance and said coyly, "Fortunately...not very hungry."

Jiang Yu'an took off his coat and suit and hung them on the hanger in the living room, took off his watch, rolled up his sleeves and walked to the cooking counter: "How about having pasta at night? Do you like red sauce or white sauce?"

Feng An blurted out, "It's all fine."

Then he couldn't help but asked again: "Mr. Jiang, is the injury on your hand healed?"

Jiang Yu'an smiled and said: "It's just a small wound, what's the big deal." After finishing speaking, he opened the plastic bag and took out the ingredients one by one: "It's going to take a while, go watch TV."

Feng An was so embarrassed that he wanted to help.But Jiang Yu'an was very determined. He really didn't want Feng An to intervene, and said to Feng An seriously: "You don't need to do housework, and you don't need to think about helping me. You can treat this place as your own home and think about it. You can tell me what you want or do. If I do something wrong, or say something that makes you feel uncomfortable, you must also tell me, so that I can improve. Otherwise, I will invite you to my Isn't it pointless to come home?"

Feng Anxin couldn't help slandering secretly, thinking if she was really at her home, when would it be my turn to watch TV and wait for dinner?But he understood what Jiang Yu'an meant, so he didn't insist anymore, nodded obediently and said: "Well, then I'm going to watch TV."

Feng An has no habit of watching TV since he was a child, and he is always busy after work, so he doesn't have much time to watch TV programs.Sitting on the sofa with nothing to do at this time, he couldn't think of what to watch for a moment, so he picked a local news talk show at random.On the TV, the host and the experts were sitting opposite each other, and they were commenting on a case of a truck speeding and falling off a bridge in the development zone yesterday.Originally, this kind of news was nothing unusual, but the host probably wanted to attract attention, and even brought up the drunk driving incident of Ji Chunshen half a year ago.Ji Chunshen has disappeared from the audience's sight since he was imprisoned. Feng An once wanted to visit him, but Ji Chunshen's status is special. In recent years, the government has attached great importance to the problem of artists' drug abuse and crimes, and the visitation procedures are extremely strict.He is not a relative, but just an ordinary friend, and he has no way to clear up the relationship, so he has never been able to meet Ji Chunshen.

He cut off contact with Ji Chunshen, and now if the host hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't even know that Ji Chunshen had been released from prison more than a month ago.

The experts were still chatting on TV, Feng An lowered his head and opened the phone, edited and edited a text message, and wanted to ask Ji Chunshen how he was doing now.However, a text message was sent, and there was no reply for a long time.He couldn't help but call, but after the call was connected, it was a mechanical and cold female voice, and Ji Chunshen's number had become empty.

Feng An was stunned until Jiang Yu'an's voice calling him to eat came from the kitchen: "It's time to eat."

He came back to his senses, put away his phone and walked towards the dining table.In addition to the staple food of pasta, Jiang Yu'an also made bacon chicken rolls and vegetable salad, as well as a creamy mushroom soup, all served in exquisite white porcelain tableware, which looked pleasing to the eye, almost the same as those sold in restaurants.

Jiang Yu'an opened the chair for the host and sat down, greeted Feng An with a gentle expression and said: "I don't cook much, they are all simple dishes, I don't know if it suits your taste."

Feng An put Ji Chunshen's affairs aside for the time being, and sat down on the other side of the dining table.Jiang Yu'an had already set out the cutlery and cutlery. Fearing that Feng An would not get used to it, he specially prepared an extra pair of chopsticks for him.After Feng An sat down, he put a bunch of bacon rolls on the other party's plate, and asked, "Try it, is it delicious?"

Feng An was a little surprised. He thought that Jiang Yu'an had just started learning cooking, so he probably didn't know how to cook, but he didn't expect that the dishes in front of him were all pretty good.He picked up the bundle of bacon rolls, tentatively tasted it, was slightly taken aback, and then nodded sincerely: "It's delicious."

Not just the bacon chicken wrap, everything on the table was delicious.When the dinner was over, Feng An was shocked: "Mr. Jiang, are you really just learning to cook? These dishes are delicious!"

Jiang Yu'an cleaned up the table with a smile: "Frying, frying and mixing, it's not difficult. I only know these few dishes, and I learned them when I was studying. As for orthodox Chinese food, I really just started to learn and cook them." Not very good. Today is your first day here, and this meal will be considered as a welcome feast, so I thought, it must not be too bad, and I should cook some dishes that are sure."

Feng An also stood up and helped him clean up the dishes: "Mr. Jiang is so good, he can learn everything quickly."

Jiang Yu'an glanced at him: "You think I'm amazing?"

Feng An's face became hot, and he realized what he just said casually.He is an emotionally restrained person, and it has always been difficult to express his dissatisfaction directly. On the contrary, he is not very used to flattery.When he was in his hometown, he needed money so much, and he couldn't bow down to the foreman to flatter the foreman like everyone else. He always preferred to do more work alone, but now he unconsciously said this to Jiang Yu'an kind of words.

He felt a little embarrassed, and looked away awkwardly, but at the same time, he didn't feel that uncomfortable, because this was not a sentence against his will.Based on Jiang Yu'an's current status and status, there is nothing wrong with saying that he is great, and - in his heart, Jiang Yu'an is indeed different from others.

Jiang Yu'an seemed to see his embarrassment, just smiled lightly, and didn't say anything more.

There is a dishwasher in the kitchen. After Jiang Yu'an puts all the knives, forks and dishes into the dishwasher, he only needs to wipe the table, and the housework is over.He glanced at the time, and it was nearly nine o'clock, so he said to Feng An, "Do you want to take a bath? Or wait until later?"

Feng An is usually the last person to wash up in the dormitory, and he goes to bed immediately after taking a shower. Nine o'clock is actually a bit early for him, but he didn't refuse the guests, and nodded obediently: " Okay, I'll go wash first then."

Jiang Yu’an’s home is equipped with a central air conditioner, and the room temperature is kept at around 26 degrees. Taking a bath in winter will not feel cold hands and feet at all, and the water flow in the shower is also very strong. Feng An unknowingly takes longer than usual many.When he finally put on his clothes, his body was warm from head to toe, and the feeling of being stretched and full of heat was really comfortable.

It's great to be rich, he couldn't help but sigh when he recalled his life in the dormitory.

Jiang Yu'an had just finished a short video conference in the study, when he walked out the door, he happened to see Feng An coming out of the bathroom.Feng An's hair has been briefly wiped with a towel, and there is no dripping water, but he opened the door and came out, and his body was obviously covered with water vapor.His cheeks were slightly pink, holding the changed coat, seeing Jiang Yu'an, he smiled and wanted to speak.But Jiang Yu'an spoke first, frowned slightly and asked him, "Did you not bring your pajamas?"

Feng An looked down at the clothes on his body and fell into a daze for a moment.What he is wearing now is an old T-shirt, because it is too old, so the fabric is extra loose and soft, in his opinion, it is the most suitable pajamas, and he has always worn this shirt to sleep.

He asked Jiang Yu'an with a confused face: "Can't you wear this dress to sleep?"

Jiang Yu'an looked at him and said, "Come with me."

Jiang Yu'an took Feng An into the bedroom, and found a set of pajamas for him to change into.His pajamas are all made of silk, with long sleeves and long trousers. Apart from sleeping, they can be used as home clothes without any problem.

Jiang Yu'an thinks that Feng An's T-shirt can be directly eliminated, but when he opened his mouth, he just said: "The sleeves of your shirt are too short, and there is an air conditioner at home, but it's still winter, so keep warm. Let's start today." Wear mine to make do with it, and tomorrow I will take you to buy a few that fit."

Feng An looked down at Jiang Yu'an's fingers twisting his buttons, and hummed lightly.

Jiang Yu'an seemed to realize something suddenly, he paused with his fingers, and took his hand back.

"Butt it yourself," he said, and looked at Feng An again: "If the sleeves are too long, just roll them up."

Feng An twisted up the remaining two buttons of the neckline, rolled up his sleeves, then stood up from the bed, looked up at Jiang Yu'an and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yu'an looked at him, and suddenly said: "Feng An, I know you may be resistant to some physical contact now. But since you live in my house, since it is to simulate the establishment of a parent-child relationship, there will be no relationship between us." There may be no physical contact at all. Of course, I will control it within a reasonable range. But if you really can’t accept it, I think you should think carefully. I support the early termination of the contract, so as not to waste each other’s time. "

Feng An froze for a moment, then quickly shook his head to explain: "No, I don't think you... I'm just not used to it."

Jiang Yu'an looked at him seriously: "Is it really just not used to it?"

Feng An hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Well, I really don't hate you touching me...I always wear clothes by myself, and you buttoned me just now...It feels weird...I'm not used to it That's all."

Jiang Yu'an immediately asked back: "Strange? Is something wrong with what I did just now, so you think it's weird? Or do you not like others to help you get dressed?"

"I'm not used to others dressing me for me," Feng An said.

Jiang Yu'an asked strangely: "Didn't your parents wear clothes for you when you were young?"

Feng An's lips were tightly pursed into a line. After a while, he whispered in a slightly trembling voice: "My father only knows how to play cards. He never cared about me. Mom... she took me with me when I was very young." My sister is gone."

Jiang Yu'an was silent, no wonder Feng An didn't study well in school when he was a teenager, but ran out to work, not because his family was poor, but because he didn't have a home at all, and no one told him that studying is more important than working much more important thing.

"I'm sorry," he said, "I didn't know that was the case in your family."

Feng An took a deep breath: "Actually, it's nothing. No one has any hard-to-read scriptures. When I was a child, my life was the most difficult, but I gradually got used to it. And now I come out to work, and the money I earn can support myself. What about my dad? There is also an explanation, it is already much better than before.”

Jiang Yu'an was thoughtful, and raised his hand to stroke Feng An's hair: "I know. These are not happy things, and I won't ask any more in the future." Then he put down his hand, and said softly: "Take your hair Blow it, if you don’t want to sleep, you can watch TV again, if you are sleepy, go back to your room and sleep.”