Nouveau riche love story

Under the Swarovski chandelier, three young men gathered around a half-sized instant noodle pot, holding three small bowls, staring at the steaming instant noodles, which really made people laugh.

"Add an egg."

"Add some green vegetables, too."

"Where's the ham? No, let's put some bacon."

"Put on some more curry."

"Do you want to put half a bag of milk in, the soup will be thicker."

A bag of simple spicy cabbage noodles, when you eat it, there is no appearance, but the taste is strangely delicious.

The rich instant noodle soup entered the mouth, and a nourishing warmth leaked from the stomach, easily closing the distance between the three of them.

Shang Xiaochen thought to himself, what Dr. Chen said was indeed right, Ji Feiyun could really be soothed with a meal of instant noodles.

The three of them ate a pot of instant noodles, looked at each other, and uttered the same two words together: "I'm not full."

Shang Yunjie rummaged through the refrigerator again, fried a large portion of spicy fried rice cakes, and made ribs, seaweed and white radish soup.

The umami taste of kelp and the freshness of white radish blend well with the greasy ribs, the soup is delicious and the meat is delicious, and the fried rice cake is an appetizer. The three of them had a big meal at the table. Laid out on the couch.

Father Shang said he was going to see someone off, but it has been three hours and he still hasn't come back.

Ji Feiyun calculated that the drive from the old house to Aunt Ruoshui's house took at most half an hour, and one hour was enough for each round trip.It can be seen that the old man of the Shang family has other intimate things to do besides sending someone away.

"Dad won't come back today." Shang Yunjie lazily said while drinking his milk.

"It seems that it won't happen." Ji Feiyun said without any image.

Shang Yunjie: "Then let's wash up and sleep."

Ji Feiyun chuckled lightly: "Didn't you claim to be a nocturnal sleeper, why are you arguing about going to sleep now? Is it because you are getting old and your health is failing?"

"Damn, no matter how old I am, am I as old as you? Just wait, those up-and-coming stars in the entertainment industry will call you uncle soon!"

Ji Feiyun is 27 years old this year, so calling him uncle is too early, but two days ago he was indeed called uncle by two eleven or twelve-year-old children who had just debuted.

Anyway, Ji Feiyun didn't take the traffic route, otherwise, in the circle that never lacks fresh blood and beautiful faces, being old is really a terrible thing.

Ji Feiyun raised his eyebrows, and smiled lightly: "Chenchen, do you think brother is getting old?"

Shang Xiaochen shook his head quickly, looking like a good boy.

Obviously these two younger brothers look similar, but Ji Feiyun just thinks that the younger one is much more pleasing to the eye.

He rubbed Shang Xiaochen's hair "lovingly", and said in a warm voice: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

Shang Yunjie also got up, yawning and going to sleep, the phone beeped twice, he unlocked the screen and looked at it, his eyeballs could not wait to sink into the screen, he was so sleepy at first, but suddenly he became energetic again Get up, laugh like a fool.

"Go and rest, I'll go out for a while." As he spoke, he got up and took the car keys to go out.

Ji Feiyun was tired and said: "You just died, where are you going to fool around now?"

Shang Yunjie chuckled, and went out against the wind without looking back: "I didn't go fooling around, Officer Luo has an appointment, I'm going to cooperate with the work."

Ji Feiyun frowned fiercely, and muttered: "What's wrong with this again?"

"Why do I feel that looking at him like this, he seems to be in love?" Shang Xiaochen looked at his second brother's wavy pace and whispered.

Ji Feiyun suddenly realized, his eyes widened, he didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing.

Brat, you are so courageous that even the police officer is worried about you now!

……

After Shang Xiaochen finished washing, he was just lying on the bed when a message came from WeChat over there. He even had some doubts that the person on the other end of the phone could pinch and count.

Chen Jing'an: Is your father back?

Shang Xiaochen: Not yet

Chen Jing'an: Oh, then probably... I won't be back tonight.

Shang Xiaochen: It should be

Chen Jing'an: How about it, are you still used to it when you go home?

Shang Xiaochen: Fortunately, Dr. Chen and elder brother know each other?

Chen Jing'an: Well, we have known each other since childhood.My mother and your mother are best friends.

Shang Xiaochen: That's right.

Chen Jing'an: We are very destined.

Shang Xiaochen hugged the phone, feeling that the conversation had changed a bit, why did Dr. Chen look like an awkward old driver?But I couldn't help but answer him, so I typed two words: Yes.

Chen Jing'an: If I remember correctly, the first time I saw you was in the delivery room.

Shang Xiaochen:?

Chen Jing'an: When you were just born, my mother took Feiyun and me to watch it.

Shang Xiaochen: Huh?So we have known each other for more than 20 years? (laughing and crying)

Chen Jingan: Of course.

Shang Xiaochen: (smiling)

Chen Jing'an: By the way, there is one thing I have to remind you.Although your uncle and aunt were divorced because of your love, I would like to break up your relationship, but your two elder brothers were still young at the time, and the divorce of their parents had a great impact on them. You should try not to mention the divorce.

Shang Xiaochen thanked him very much for his reminder, and replied: OK, thank you very much.

Chen Jing'an: (smiling) Don't call me you, well, it's getting late, you go to bed early.

Shang Xiaochen: Well, you should go to bed early too, good night.

Chen Jing'an: Good night.

Chen Jing'an: Hey, come to my house for porridge when I have time.

Shang Xiaochen: Alright (happy)

Chen Jingan: Good night (happy)

Shang Xiaochen: Good night.

He put down his cell phone, and was in the darkness, the light was very weak, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but the snow-white shirt was particularly obvious in the dim environment.

His slender fingers stroked an old photo frame, and he could barely tell that it was a young woman in the photo frame, but it was probably not properly preserved, and the photo was very yellowed with age.

Chen Jing'an kissed the photo frame slowly, and then put it on his chest that was in pain like tearing to warm it up, and then reluctantly put it back in the drawer.

He lit a Peony brand cigarette but didn't smoke it, just let the smoke emit a faint smell of tobacco.

Pale white smoke spread out, like a hand, enveloping the man buried in the darkness, the breath was warm, and the air outside was strong across the window.

The bed in Shang's house is very soft, very similar to the bed where Shang Xiaochen rented. The air is very clean and there is no extra smell.

Probably because of the satisfaction in his stomach, he slept quickly and had a sweet night. When he opened his eyes the next day, at 08:30, he washed up and left the room. Ji Feiyun had just come out of his room.

The two brothers went downstairs and found that Father Shang had already sat in the dining room and had breakfast.

Shang Xiaochen was stunned for a moment, he didn't know if his memory was confused or what was going on, he always felt that Mr. Shang sitting in the restaurant was at least five years younger than last night, and his face was full of pride~