White-eyed wolf

Xie Minghui came stepping on, wearing a black jacket, wearing a pair of half-rim glasses, walking unhurriedly, with a gentle look.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Yu Yun was drinking hot tea carelessly, when he saw him coming, he quickly put down his water glass and said with a smile, "I came early."

Xie Minghui took off his coat and sat down opposite him.

Yu Yun seldom showed a gentle expression. He obviously loathed him last time when we met, but this time he was so calm and even smiled.

"What are you looking at?" Yu Yun smiled again, and couldn't help asking, "Is there something on my face?"

Xie Minghui was stunned, coughed feignedly, and said, "...you seem to be a little different."

Yu Yun didn't speak, got up and poured him a cup of hot tea.

"Is there anything else you want to drink?" Yu Yun asked him.

"No need," Xie Minghui raised the cup in his hand, "this will do."

The pots and ingredients had been served before Xie Minghui's arrival, and the table was densely packed, most of which were all kinds of fresh beef, which looked varied.

The soup base had been warmed on a low fire before, but when Xie Minghui came, Yu Yun quietly adjusted the fire, and the clear beef bone soup quickly heated up and boiled, "puppling" bubbles, and the rich fresh fragrance rose with the transpiration The hot air continuously pierced into the nostrils, which was very attractive.

The selection and processing of the beef in this store are very sophisticated. It usually takes no more than three hours from slaughtering to serving, and there is very little water loss. After being cut and beaten by experienced chefs, each piece of beef is as thin as paper. The clear soup pot retains the original taste of the beef as much as possible. After it is boiled inside, the meat is crispy, soft and has an excellent taste.

How to rinse this kind of meat and how long to rinse it is also particular. Yu Yun picked up a few pieces of five-flowered toes, put them in a colander, rinsed them for three seconds, and took them out. The time of cooking was controlled within ten seconds. within.

I don't know why, but Xie Minghui always feels that Yu Yun has an inadvertent sense of ritual in everything he does. Whether he washed his hands before or boiled meat this time, they are all extremely commonplace things, but he can do them exceptionally well. Elegant, exceptionally pleasing to the eye...

"Try it," Yu Yun put the boiled meat into Xie Minghui's bowl, and gently pushed a small plate next to him towards him, "I brought you the sand tea sauce."

"...Oh, thank you." Xie Minghui reacted, picked up the chopsticks with his right hand, and reached for the small plate next to him with his left hand.

Just when he was about to touch it, out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of something that he did not want to see——

Half a bowl of salted peanuts looked like they had been eaten.

There are really too many things stacked on the table, and besides, the small bowl of peanuts is located very far to the side. If Yu Yun hadn't just pushed a nearby seasoning plate, Xie Minghui might not have noticed at all.

"What's the matter?" Yu Yun saw that his face was troubled, so he asked, "Don't you like it?"

"...No," Xie Minghui slowly withdrew his gaze, neither eating nor not eating the beef he picked up.He hesitated for a long time, finally put down his chopsticks, and pushed the bowl of sand tea sauce far away: "Sorry, I don't like this very much, I'll make another bowl."

Yu Yun was stunned for a moment, his eyes seemed puzzled, but he didn't ask any further questions, and just nodded.

Xie Minghui got up and left the table, and took another look at the bowl of peanuts in the corner before leaving.

The condiment area was on the other side of the wall. Seeing that Xie Minghui walked over and was blocked by the wall, Yu Yun took a sip of tea, and his expression returned to his usual indifferent and distant look.

In fact, Yu Yun didn't eat any of the small bowl of peanuts. He only took a few of them, and deliberately placed them in an inconspicuous place on the table to reduce its presence.

But as long as it is placed on the table, there will always be a chance for the other party to find out that this kind of unexpected reaction is the most intuitive, and there is no way to hide it. Yu Yun did this just to confirm.

On the other hand, Xie Minghui went to the bathroom and washed the hand that touched the seasoning plate several times.

He really hated peanuts, and he couldn't stand just touching anything that was close to him.If someone else was sitting across from him, Xie Minghui would have already gotten angry and ordered someone to take the things away, but Yu Yun is different, this person never reveals what is on his mind, which creates an unequal relationship between the two parties, Xie Minghui thinks You have to pretend to be a part of yourself to get along with him so that you won't suffer.

After a long time, far longer than the time required to get the seasoning, Xie Minghui came back from the other side, and when he sat down, his expression was as usual: "I've been waiting for a long time, I just went to the bathroom by the way."

"Yeah." Yu Yun responded, without showing any impatience after waiting for so long.

During the banquet, Yu Yun ate more and ate less, and Xie Minghui was always a little nervous, so that the two of them only ate less than one-third of the full table of beef.

"So," Xie Minghui wiped his mouth and threw the tissue aside, "Why did you suddenly figure it out? I remember that you ignored me for at least half a month."

Yu Yun probably didn't expect him to ask this suddenly. After a long silence, he asked back: "Didn't you say that I am different?"

Xie Minghui was puzzled, Yu Yun turned his face slightly, and stroked the left eyebrow against the direction of growth, and the two-centimeter scar was clearly revealed: "Some time ago, I got two stitches here..." Yu Yun paused for a while Seconds, added, "Shen Zhao called."

This was straightforward enough, Xie Minghui understood instantly: "...Sorry."

Yu Yun shook his head, as if he was talking to himself, but also confiding to others: "I just want to live a good life..." He smiled bitterly at Xie Minghui, his eyes looked clear and sincere, "Can you understand?" ?”

It seems that Yu Yun's desire to leave Shen Zhao is true. If he hadn't been forced to a certain point, he wouldn't have asked himself for help.

"I know." Xie Minghui nodded slightly.

"You really know?" Yu Yun asked with a smile.

Xie Minghui got up, put his hands on the table and approached Yu Yun: "I said I can help you."

This posture looks ambiguous, but it is actually quite oppressive. Yu Yunwei raised his head and looked at Xie Minghui, acting extremely obedient: "How do you want to help?"

Xie Minghui looked down on Yu Yun for a long time.

Facing the other party's ruthless gaze, Yu Yun didn't dodge, and looked back straight, looking very frank.

The atmosphere between the two was a little delicate.

I don't know what Xie Minghui saw in Yu Yun's eyes, he suddenly stood up with a smile, and sat back on the stool: "You don't believe me?"

Yu Yun didn't answer directly: "You have to know, it's too easy to find someone for Shen Zhao's current job."

Xie Minghui lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Have you watched "Sherlock"?"

Yu Yun frowned, as if thinking about it.

"The best way to make a person give up..." Xie Minghui said, crossing the table with his finger unintentionally, "It is to make him think that you are dead."