speed and love

In fact, as soon as Qi Shan opened the door, he saw Shen Zhou, his partner in a long black trench coat, facing the wind like a tree.

After the patient's family left, he slowly took off the mask, put it in the pocket of his white coat, waved to Shen Zhou, grinned and said, "I want to eat dumplings."

Shen Zhou didn't expect that the first sentence he spoke would be this, and couldn't hold back his joy, he raised the corner of his lips and said, "What stuffing do you want to eat?"

"Three delicacies stuffing." Qi Shan put his shoulder on his shoulder and sang, "Someone will make your favorite three delicacies stuffing for you, ah~ this person is my partner, this person is called Shen Zhou."

"Get rolling." Shen Zhou got goosebumps all over his body after being sung by him, he laughed while disgusted, and the two of them fought and went out of the hospital.

Qi Shan took off his white coat to the office, rolled up his sleeves and was about to walk to the parking lot.

The two of them just bought an urban off-road vehicle in their early years, and they plan to drive this car to travel during their annual leave.

Shen Zhou and Qi Shan had the same hobbies and tastes, when buying a car, they chose the same model without any hesitation, and they bought it immediately without even thinking about it.

Even if they have different opinions, the two of them will not disagree. According to Shen Zhou, it is to enjoy yourself in time. When there are two ideas that are difficult to choose, then both of them will be accepted.

Therefore, when Qi Shan buys clothes, he likes to pile them up in one pile. This problem is all caused by Shen Zhou's habit.

After all, men of science majors have simple shirts, jackets and ties, and they wear them at work. Qi Shan chooses white as much as possible, which can calm the patient's emotions.So there are few options to choose from. His wardrobe is all black coats and white shirts.

The heating in the car was very good, Qi Shan was wearing only a white shirt, sitting on the passenger seat, with his cuffs rolled up to his forearms, revealing a neat muscular line.

He hadn't closed the silver cuff button on his sleeve for a long time, so he turned his face towards Shen Zhou.

Without words, Shen Zhou raised his hand naturally and lowered his head to help him fasten it.

Qi Shan looked down at his face, from this angle he could only see the black and thick eyelashes, fluffy and very seductive.

"Okay." Shen Zhoufu raised his head, his forehead just touched Qi Shan's soft lips, he did it on purpose.

"Kiss me." Qi Shan blinked and said.

"Kiss you." Shen Zhou passed his hand behind his back, pressed the seat and kissed him for 2 minutes.

Shen Zhou's kissing skills are very good, neither rush nor slow, gentle enough to make people feel like spring breeze.

When it was over, Qi Shan stroked Shen Zhou's chin and said, "Yo, the beard is quite sticky, so manly."

Shen Zhou raised his chin triumphantly: "That must be done. When the beard grows longer, we will be artists too."

Look at the few musicians who partnered with him, dare to say that his styling is not artistic enough.

"Brother Zhou, are you serious?" Qi Shan looked at the suave, suave and handsome face in front of him, and gave him a stubble in his mind, and immediately shook his head and said, "After that, I won't allow you to kiss me again." .”

Shen Zhou glanced at him, deliberately leaned in front of him and stabbed his face with stubble, then turned his head and said, "Hmph!"

"Fuck, can you stop being so cute." Qi Shan rubbed his hair and said, "Is there any food in the refrigerator?"

"Yes, I just went to the supermarket to buy it this morning. Flour, shrimp and vegetables." Shen Zhou gestured with his hands and said, "I'll make such big dumplings later."

The two cook together when they have nothing to do, and they have a [-]% tacit understanding.

Shen Zhou was quick, and he rolled out the skins one piece in five seconds, making them as round as if they were drawn with a compass.I saw him push forward with a rolling pin in one hand, and quickly turn over the edge with the other hand. The rolled out dumpling skin is thin on the outside and thick on the inside, which can wrap the stuffing.

Qi Shanbao's speed was not as fast as his, and he secretly competed with him.

Shen Zhou pursed the corners of his lips, wiped the flour on his hand, and dabbed it on his nose.

Qi Shan glared at him, and when he looked up, there was some white flour on his nose, looking like a kitten who had drunk milk secretly.

So Shen Zhou raised his hand to help him draw a few more strokes, and added three beards beside his cheeks.

"Okay." Qi Shan nodded, he didn't need to look in the mirror to know what he looks like now, he must be like a little cat.

Who can't do it anymore, right?

Qi Shan kneaded some flour, got it all over his hands, caught Shen Zhou and drew the character "King" on his forehead, after the painting was not enough, he added two mustaches to his mouth.

"Don't you want to grow a beard?" Qi Shan couldn't hold back his laughter, raised his phone and took a photo of him and said, "The moment of dream come true."

"Okay." Shen Zhou pretended to be very angry, a lump of dough was stuck in his palm, while staring fiercely at Qi Shan, he squeezed twice vigorously, "You wait for me."

Qi Shan crossed his arms and watched him intently to see what he was trying to do.

Not long after, Shen Zhou's hands were sticky and covered with flour, he stood up and slapped Qi Shan's cheeks suddenly, with a crisp "pop", the flour flew around in the air.

"Very good." Qi Shan simply stood up, grabbed a handful of flour and sprinkled it on his head, and stepped back while smiling gloatingly.

Shen Zhou couldn't stand still and almost fell in front of the sink, hiccupping from laughing.

The warm winter sun shines in from the big window of the kitchen, and the flour turns into countless tiny particles, dancing in the golden light, as if it has life and becomes a faint light.

The light is warm and bright.

During the meal, Xuanxuan didn't come back, so he called and said in an impatient tone that Luo Yi in his class had a birthday, and added at the end that girls are troublesome.

Qi Shan smiled without saying a word, and heard a sweet female voice shouting: "Qi Xuan, come and sing."

"I really don't want to go." Xuanxuan said as he walked over and said, "Brother, let's eat. I'll go first."

He could even imagine Xuanxuan's cool face, pretending to be disgusted.

Sure enough, adolescent children just dislike honesty.

"Xuanxuan won't come back, the dumplings are overcooked." Qi Shan put down his phone and spoke to Shen Zhou, "Turn on the TV."

"It's okay to finish eating."

Shen Zhou turned on the projector, sat on the sofa with Qi Shan, and watched a movie on the entire wall.

Qi Shan mixed some sauce with vinegar and put it on the glass table in a shallow dish.

Shen Zhou opened a bottle of red wine with great interest, paired with dumplings stuffed with three delicacies, the taste was surprisingly good.

"That bottle of wine was given by Linzi. It is said that how old is the red wine?" Qi Shan gave him a white look, implying that he was a bit reckless.

Shen Zhou curled up his lips, and poured him a glass too, a glass with a square mouth, usually used for drinking beer.It looks very rough.

"Whatever, there are so many rules. Life is not good, just be happy." Shen Zhou raised his glass and touched him lightly.

It was a sunny, dry and warm afternoon outside, and the movie they watched together when they sat side by side under the locust tree was playing in the room.

The old 86 in "Initial D" went up the mountain, and the lonely and courageous boy still didn't know what tomorrow would be like.

Although youth is gone forever, when the melody of "All the Way to the North" sounds, Shen Zhou and Qi Shan will still feel their blood boil.

"Brother Zhou, here's a toast to you." Qi Shan smiled at him, the upward curve of his mouth vaguely resembled the shadow of an arrogant boy back then.

"It's done." Shen Zhou swallowed the wine without hesitation, leaving not a single drop of the red liquid in the glass.

He suddenly felt very hypocritical, looked into Qi Shan's eyes, and wanted to say many, many, many things.

"Huh?" Qi Shan leaned on the sofa and looked at him, patted his head and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Shen Zhou hugged Qi Shan's waist domineeringly, shook his head with a smile, narrowed his eyes and looked at him and said: "It's nothing, I love you."

Qi Shan held his hand, and his tone was so gentle that people could drown: "What a coincidence, I am too."

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The author has something to say: 66 Dashun is over.

Like Brother Zhou, I have a lot to say. I must have experienced a lot of setbacks during the serialization of this book.Some have been slandered, and some have been suspected.

The little angels who chased after him at the beginning knew that they had experienced many unhappy things during the serialization process.

But what moved me was that you didn't leave me, and stood up and said a lot for me.Tears QAQ.It is no exaggeration to say that I remember each and every one of you by name.

Including in the future, no matter how many years I write, I will always remember these warm moments, because this is the motivation for me to go on.

Once I didn't want to write an article, and said forget it, what to draw, just discard it.But my friend said something that really moved me. She said, think about those readers who are still supporting you, those readers who come to leave messages every day, are you willing?

I don't want to, so I keep writing.Not quite.

So even if this book is finished, I will revise it carefully.There will be changes in the plot where there are sharp turns.

I asked someone to read the article for help before, and said that my biggest problem may be the subject matter (mutual attack). It is said that this is a thunder point for many people.

Including when being tweeted, when seeing others, they will always list it specifically, saying that the thunder point is mutual attack or something.

I was a little shocked. Our mutual attack is so cute, how could it be ridiculous.

But, whether others like it or not, let's just enclose the land and be cute anyway.I am writing mutual attack now, and I will continue to write mutual attack in the future.

I hope that the mutual attack essays written in the future will be tolerated, accepted, and liked by more people.Just like people of different skin colors, different ages, and different personalities in the writing, the more you love, the more free you are.

The new pit "Mr. Gu Please Respect Yourself" will be opened in November, please continue to support and go hand in hand.