meet at thirty

Being delayed by miscellaneous things, TOKIOKUNKA really failed to give birth a year ago.

It happened to be Friday at the end of the year.Wen Sheng got up early in the morning, went back to his parents' house at noon, and went through the door to finish everything before the afternoon. It was rare for the four of Origin to lock the door of the dance studio together.

This year happened to be the turn of the New Year's Eve at Wen Sheng's house.

Many people would not believe it, but among the four members of group o, the one with the highest self-care ability is actually water3. After all, he is the most smug, and he doesn't look like a wife at all.In fact, water3's current state, if he doesn't say anything, no one can tell that he came from a small place.Wen Sheng felt a little cold and was ordered not to take a step near the food. Tutu volunteered to help water3, but water3 didn't move at all, and asked gggghost to drive them out. The whole process was indifferent like a killer without emotion. After Tutu was kicked out, he posted a Weibo to accuse water3, but there was no one to comfort him in the comment area, and they all cooked and blew up the dark history of their own kitchen before mentioning him.He was so angry that he posted another Weibo, accusing the fans of being black fans from Sanshui.

After all, he was catching a cold, and Wen Sheng looked uninvigorated. After setting up the living room, he slumped on the sofa and flicked his phone.Nan Nan Bei Bei did not know when they hooked up with Mai Jian Cici, who had just entered the circle, and the three girls flew to Japan together.The junior group Free, which also focuses on hip-hop dance, is similar to them, and it seems that they are also gathered together.Lu Chuaner, a writer friend whom he asked for help before posting his blog, took a photo, and he was also waiting in line for hot pot with others.Everything was fine, but Wen Sheng always felt that something was wrong.

He went back and forth to check the several groups of each other at least three times, and then he calmly realized what the problem was: it was already dinner time, and Pu Zhen hadn't posted on Weibo yet.

Pu Zhen's last Weibo post was only 4 days ago, Wen Sheng thought about it, and felt that it is not impossible for him not to post Weibo today given his personality.

Wen Sheng opened WeChat and sent a condolence message: "Happy New Year in advance."

Pu Zhen replied almost instantly: "You too, happy new year."

If it wasn't for the fact that they had known each other for a while, Wen Sheng would really have thought he was being perfunctory.Looking at the screen, Wen Sheng didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Why are you so happy?" Although he was used to Wen Sheng's weird jokes, Tutu still asked him habitually.

Wen Sheng raised his phone and said, "We're just chatting."

Wen Sheng was already used to Pu Zhensan's chatting style where he couldn't tell a fart with a stick, so he asked him again: "Aren't you still working overtime today?"

Although it wasn't so miserable, Pu Zhen's answer still made him frowned subconsciously: "I didn't work overtime, I'm already at home, and I plan to have a good meal and finish the post-production of TOKIOFUNKA."

Wen Sheng originally wanted to ask if there were any plans for the evening, but now there is no need to ask, the answer is obvious.

Don't the children who come back from France stay at home alone during the New Year's Eve like him?Wen Sheng thought about it ideally, and felt that French children would not take the blame.Although Pu Zhen was in charge of the later stage this time, Wen Sheng told him before that this draft was not in a hurry to submit, so he should not worry.Do post-production on New Year's Eve, this sounds too......

Wen Sheng originally wanted to say that it was too bleak, but suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and thought of another possibility.

What if he had nothing to do and could only pass the time with this little thing?

He held the phone and didn't know what to answer for a while.

Wen Sheng handed the phone screen to Tutu. Tutu liked more excitement than Wen Sheng. After reading the chat records, the two fell silent at the same time.Wen Sheng saw Tutu's expression constantly changing, from sympathy to intolerance to hesitation, and thought that it was almost time.

Sure enough, Tutu struggled for a while, and finally asked Wen Sheng: "Perhaps...do you want to ask him if he would like to spend a new year with us?"

Tutu sided with him, even if both gggghost and water3 agreed, it would still be a two-to-two tie. Of course, the possibility of them disagreeing is very small.Wen Sheng resisted the urge to ask Tutu to go to the kitchen to ask water3 to add food, and nodded rather reservedly: "Then I'll ask him."

Turning around, he sold miserably on WeChat: "I have a cold! Believe it! I am going to enter the new year with a cold!"

Wen Sheng originally wanted to send a babble, but later he felt it was exaggerated, so he just sent a crying emoji.

As expected, Pu Zhen asked him nervously if he was serious.

The so-called "nervousness" was naturally made up by Wen Sheng himself.Just a few words, no emojis and emoticons, so I can't tell what it is.But Wen Sheng never lacked self-confidence. Looking at the short sentence of concern, he felt that Pu Zhen must not be asking casually at this time.

He said: "It was windy during the day, but it's a little bit better now. It's just that Sanshui made a lot of food, so I probably can't eat too much."

Wen Sheng felt that it was almost done, and started to ask questions: "What's worse is that I was thinking about not asking you to come to my house to play with me, but I was afraid of infecting you."

Wen Sheng clicked send, and couldn't help but applaud himself in his heart.

Well done!Keep up the momentum of being weak and aggrieved, and victory is just ahead!

Wen Sheng stared at the phone firmly, saw the other party "typing" several times and interrupted, and finally sent a sentence: "I don't care."

He couldn't help showing a smile that victory was in sight, and he was still struggling to type each word: "Then you come here? If I wear a mask, I shouldn't infect you."

Half a minute later, Wen Sheng pointed to the kitchen, and Tutu got up knowingly, and asked water3 to add food with a loud voice.

Wen Sheng put down his phone, he had no energy, but his spirit was better at this moment, he grabbed a pillow and held it in his arms, thinking proudly, if one day he swelled into a puffer fish, it would definitely be due to Pu Zhen.

/ / /

Three quarters of an hour later, Wen Sheng and Tutu went to open the door. Seeing that it was Wen Sheng who opened the door, Pu Zhen quickly closed the door without thinking.

"Don't blow your hair anymore." He frowned and looked at Wen Sheng carefully.

His face was indeed a lot more haggard than usual, but his eyes were shining brightly, and he even wore a large flannel blanket over his gray home clothes.Pu Zhen looked at the same model on Tutu, and guessed that they should have bought it in a group again.

When Pu Zhen was chatting with Wen Sheng at home before, water3 and the others were already preparing dinner, and the three-quarter-hour drive was not too short. Pu Zhen looked at the obviously untouched dishes, and immediately understood in his heart that they were waiting for him.

The four of Origin have known each other for ten years, so he doesn't need to say how strong the relationship is.It stands to reason that in this kind of gathering of four people, suddenly adding that he has only known him for a few months, it is inevitable that some people will feel unhappy.But when Wen Sheng was talking to him, his only worry was whether he would infect him with a cold; when Zhenren Pu arrived at his house, the other three greeted him to take off his coat and change his shoes.

No one thought it was inappropriate for him to be here.

Pu Zhen sent Wen Sheng back quite a few times, and usually he turned around and went home after watching Wen Sheng enter the password to enter the door.Several times, he would also imagine what Wen Sheng's house would be like.He didn't want to make himself look like a pervert, but it still popped up now and then—on the drive home and when he got home and fumbled for the lights.Wen Sheng had long said that his family often takes people in for the night, and Pu Zhen finally became the one taken in today. He saw Pu Zhen’s home that he had thought about countless times: To be honest, an ordinary man is not usually It's not practical to find any flowers in the house for such a small publicity.Wen Sheng's house is more than enough for one person to live in, but it's not too big, and there's nothing out of the ordinary about the layout.

It's just an ordinary "home".

The floor heating in Wen Sheng's home was fully turned on, and Pu Zhen felt a warmth creeping up from the soles of his feet, warming his heart all the way.

"Come here," water3 pointed to the hanger on his right: "Hang the coat over there."

It is said that water3 cooks, but he doesn’t actually cook much. Wen Sheng bought a big bowl of chicken wings and drumsticks from his parents’ house, and after the meal, there are a lot of snacks they bought in advance, so water3 just looked at it. After cooking a meal, I simply copied two or three home-cooked dishes.

The rice fried by water3 is a big pot, and it is a luxurious version with more ingredients than rice.They didn't sit at the dining table, they just sat on the padded floor in the living room, and the huge LCD screen showed variety shows. It didn't matter if no one was watching, just looking lively.The five chatted while eating, and even though Wen Sheng was sick and his combat effectiveness was not as good as before, there was nothing left of them, and they ate everything up.

Pu Zhen seldom eats in such a lively manner, but Wen Sheng and the others often do this when they see it. After the meal, they quickly cleared up the dishes, and then they took out snacks like a good show.The whole process of temperature rise is controlled by diet, and you don't eat too much of this or that.Others poured wine into their cups, but he was the only one who poured hot honey pear soup.Taking a pitiful look at Pu Zhen, it was rare for the other party to firmly disobey him: after drinking cold medicine and wanting to drink, it was probably because he wanted to grow up during the Chinese New Year.

Wen Sheng pulled Pu Zhen to sit upright on the floor, and Tutu opened the drawer of the coffee table under the TV with ease, and took out two decks of playing cards.

Four middle-aged men in their thirties gathered together to eat, drink, play cards, and it was actually quite interesting and time-killing to get involved, but even if this was the case, when he said it, Tutu still felt a feeling from the bottom of his heart. Subtle rustic.

It's not that it's boring, but there is a feeling of "it really is something an old man in his 30s would do".Especially with the addition of Pu Zhen this year, this subtlety has suddenly been magnified a lot.

"Aren't we the Sunset Red Seniors Group?" gggghost couldn't help asking him after hearing what Tutu said.

Hearing this, Tutu fell into silence.He struggled for a while, but couldn't find a point to refute gggghost, and turned his face down: "Anyway, you should have been young."

If you are young, you must have been young.In the earlier years, when they were New Year's Eve, they had a bad time, the kind who would not give up until they made up a small group of people.In the craziest year, they invited all the dancers who had good relations with them in the neighboring areas, and more than 20 people boarded the cruise ship together, and spent three days in a hurry.

How did it get so salty later, Tutu recalled vigorously: "It seems that everyone is busy and it is difficult to make appointments together, so I gradually stopped being so profligate."

Wen Sheng thought about it for a while, and it seemed to be the case, but he felt something was wrong.

water3 sneered: "This is not the main reason."

Temperature rise: ...! ! !

Wen Sheng slapped his head, sat down beside Pu Zhen, and whispered into Pu Zhen's ear with a gleeful smile: "Xiao Zhen, do you know that the cruise ship had a lot of fun that year. But among the more than 20 people, half of them It’s still dragging the manuscript and not recording it. They made trouble on the first day, and they were exposed to Weibo by Fan Day the next day.”

"That's more than 20 fans of Wujian," Wen Sheng sighed, "All together, Wujian who is not my fan also helped to remind me, just imagine the scene."

A good trip turned into a collective debt repayment. In the rooms on the deck, there are dance recordings and drafts everywhere.

"Sanshui is the worst. He owed three solo dances together, and he was dragged to make a guest appearance in other people's dances. He lost four catties in three days." Wen Sheng finished speaking with restraint. It was not easy, and afterward he laughed so hard that he turned backwards, thanks to Pu Zhen's sharp eyesight and hands, he quickly caught him, pulled him up and straightened him, and even patted him on the back.

After that, no one ever mentioned the word cruise.