love in the dark

When I went home and opened the door, a strong fragrance came out.Ding ding dong dong sound came from the kitchen, Shen Mingfei walked over and saw his boyfriend wearing an apron humming a song while preparing dinner.

He stepped forward and put his arms around his waist, sniffing the familiar smell of men's perfume, and unconsciously smiled in his voice: "How did you cook today?"

Yan Boxuan said in a good mood: "Today is the first anniversary of our acquaintance, we can't let you cook all the time."

He turned around, kissed Shen Mingfei's forehead, and said, "I fried steak today, go out and wait, it will be ready in a while."

Shen Mingfei smiled and agreed: "Okay."

It's rare to have a meal but nothing to do. He is still a little unaccustomed to it. Looking around, he happened to see that the shoes in the shoe cabinet were not neatly arranged.

He bent down to tidy up in a good-tempered manner, and his eyes stayed for a moment on one of the canvas shoes, the toe of which was a little muddy.Shen Mingfei simply took the shoes to wash, and asked casually, "Why are your shoes covered with so much mud?"

"Which pair? You put it away first, I'll just wash it myself later."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, there's nothing to do now, so I'll wash it up."

Yan Boxuan put down the things in his hands, looked over, said "Oh" and said, "This pair, maybe it was caught when my colleagues took me to the reservoir area for fishing last weekend."

Shen Mingfei paused the hand holding the brush, and asked, "Fishing... is it fun?"

"good."

Shen Mingfei looked up at him: "Tomorrow is the weekend, why don't we go fishing too."

Yan Boxuan raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to go?"

Shen Mingfei nodded.

"Then go tomorrow."

After washing the shoes, dinner was ready, and Yan Boxuan brought out two plates, topped with steak drenched in sauce, and added some carved carrots as a side dish.

Candles were lit on the dining table, and the flickering candlelight warmed the faces of the two of them.Yan Boxuan said, "It's time to start."

He pressed the fork with the index finger of his left hand, and cut along the texture of the beef with the knife in his right hand. His movements were graceful and skillful, and a little blood oozed from the medium-rare steak immediately.

Seeing that Shen Mingfei was looking at him all the time, he smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't worry, you are half-familiar with your share."

Shen Mingfei smiled and said, "I know, I just want to say that your cuts are really pretty."

"Want me to cut it for you?"

Shen Mingfei didn't refuse, and handed over the plate openly: "Okay."

Just at this time, the TV news had already started broadcasting. The reporter reported: "Recently, there was a body mutilation case on West Street. The deceased was a 20-year-old man. Preliminary suspicions..."

Even though the body parts had been mosaiced on the screen, Shen Mingfei couldn't help but let out a soft "ah".

Yan Boxuan glanced at the TV, frowned and said, "West Street? Isn't that very close to the restaurant where you work?"

Shen Mingfei stared at the TV and said, "Yes, it's in the same area."

"...The suspect has not been arrested yet, and his motive is not known yet. The police will go further..."

Yan Boxuan asked: "Then do you want me to pick you up to and from get off work?"

Shen Mingfei withdrew his gaze, shook his head and said, "No need, I'm not a child, I have the ability to protect myself."

Yan Boxuan frowned and said, "I know, but haven't you heard the news? The suspect hasn't been caught yet, so I'm worried about you."

"I also know that you are worried about me." Shen Mingfei smiled, "But it's not on the way, it's even more troublesome for you to run back and forth like this."

"Compared with your safety, my trouble is nothing."

"But I can't bear it." Shen Mingfei put his hand on the back of his hand, and said softly, "It's okay, let's do business as usual. If I need you to pick me up, I will ask."

Yan Boxuan takes the soft but not the strong, whenever Shen Mingfei softens his attitude like this, he will always be the first to throw down his helmet and armor, helpless, he glared at Shen Mingfei irritably: "Then remember to speak up."

Shen Mingfei laughed and said, "I know."

Yan Boxuan whispered, "I'm just afraid that it will be too late."

Shen Mingfei looked at him tenderly, stroked his clear and distinct finger bones, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself and won't worry you."

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