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Lu Wanyu went to the kitchen to check, there was not a single vegetable in the refrigerator, only wine, bread, ham and eggs, but later found a few tomatoes and potatoes in the cupboard.

After getting a general understanding of the situation in the kitchen, I started to make breakfast.

There are no materials, so we can only make Western-style breakfast. I don't know if Philip will like it.

Tomatoes and potatoes with some ham for a salad, bread baked with jam and cream, and a few eggs fried.

There are not many things, only these can be done.

After it was finished, it was arranged in the restaurant, and I found that the table in the restaurant was full of sundries, which was useless at all. At first glance, it was the reason why I didn’t usually eat at home.

I had no choice but to clear the dining table, clean the dining room briefly, and then go to the kitchen to wake Philip up for an American breakfast, which is considered dinner in China at this time.

Philip didn't get enough sleep, and his air pressure was very low. Lu Wanyu reckoned that if it wasn't for him being a guest, he might have lost his temper.

When he was brought into the dining room, the drowsy Philip woke up a little. A few plates and glass bowls were simply arranged on the marble dining table, the smell of toast, the buttery smell of fried eggs, and the vase on the table A few unknown flowers with dew.

A warm and bland morning, a simple and bland breakfast.

After sitting down, Lu Wanyu handed him the jam and the jam knife, "I made it casually, I don't know if it suits your taste."

This person does not look like the kind of cheerful American. If he is calm, it is better to say that he is a bit gloomy.

"Very good, thank you." Philip picked up the toasted golden bread, "Sorry, I haven't had a good rest these days, and I'm in a bad state. Play for a few more days, and I'll take you out to play when we adjust our state."

In the past few days, there is a project research to produce results. The people in their group are so busy that they haven't rested for a long time. Only that guy Song Rongzhen flies around with ease, and there is such a caring boyfriend to take care of him. Simply enviable.

"No, it's okay, I'm just here to see Rongzhen." Lu Wanyu didn't know if Philip knew about his relationship with Song Rongzhen, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense while being shy.

Philip looked at him quietly, and thought to himself, this man is simply a typical Chinese, introverted and shy.

However, even if most Americans are face-blind to Asians, they can still see that the person in front of them is extremely good-looking. After all, beauty knows no boundaries.

After breakfast, Philip left in a hurry, leaving Lu Wanyu alone in the house.

Fortunately, Song Rongzhen will arrive in a few hours, so he won't be too lonely.

Go back to Song Rongzhen's room and lie down on the bed after taking a shower, but because of jet lag, I can't sleep, so I have to get up and clean.

The house where the two men lived was not very messy, but it was really not very clean.

There is a sweeping robot. After studying it for a while, it will be opened. The rest is to find out the dirty clothes and socks thrown in every corner, and clean the kitchen counter, refrigerator and cabinets.

After finishing all this and returning to the room, Song Rongzhen had already made two phone calls and came in.

While dialing back, Lu Wanyu walked into the bathroom, sweating profusely from exhaustion, and naturally had to wash again.

Song Rongzhen could be here at [-]:[-] noon, and Lu Wanyu briefly told him about the itinerary after arriving in the United States. Everything went smoothly, except that his roommate was not very enthusiastic.

After taking a shower, I lay down on the bed again. I originally wanted to wait for Song Rongzhen to come back, but I was so tired that I couldn't remember when I fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the evening that night. When I opened my eyes, I saw Song Rongzhen sitting next to me typing with a computer, and the bedside lamp was dimmed.

Noticing that he woke up, Song Rongzhen immediately put down the computer and touched his forehead, "Philip said you didn't bring thick clothes, I thought you were sick."

Lu Wanyu reached out to hug him, "Rong Zhen, I miss you."

Originally, I thought I could see him one day earlier, but who knew that I missed it by accident, but instead, I met him more than ten hours late.

Song Rongzhen lay on top of him and kissed him.

I haven't seen each other for more than a week, and Lu Wanyu's feelings have exploded because of Shi Yan's incident, and he immediately pestered Song Rongzhen like that. . .

Song Rongzhen almost went straight to the sky, thinking to himself, why did I bully my little cutie to cry seven years ago, how many fairy days I missed!

I really regret it!

"Wan Yu, stay by my side, don't go back." At this level, how can he let go.

Lu Wanyu lay in his arms and shook her head, "No, brother and the others are in China, and my father is still in prison, so I have to visit him occasionally."

"Also, I'm afraid that your distraction will affect your studies." Looking up, Lu Wanyu smiled and said, "I'll wait for you when I go back, Rong Zhen, and when you come back from graduation, we will buy another house and I will take care of you." .”

"Woooo, my wife is so kind." Song Rongzhen hugged him excitedly, "Don't worry, with your husband here, you don't have to worry about money. In the future, Wanyu, you will be in charge, and I will be in charge of outside, as long as you enter the house, what will you do?" Everything is up to my wife, okay?"

Lu Wanyu nodded shyly, "Okay."

"Stay in the United States for a while longer, and I will accompany you around."

"Yeah." Lu Wanyu leaned against him, and after a while, frowned and said, "Rong Zhen, I'm hungry."

Today I only ate breakfast, and I did two more exhausting things just now, and I am already hungry.

"Then let's get up and go out to eat."

"But I didn't bring any thick clothes." He walked too hastily, without considering the weather here.

"Put on mine first, and buy them for you when I go out later."

Pull him up and go to the bathroom to clean.

Song Rongzhen was ten centimeters taller than Lu Wanyu, and his clothes were fine, as long as the sleeves were rolled up, but the trousers were a bit ugly, so he decided to wear his thermal pants inside and his own thin jeans outside.

It is casually matched, and when going out, he wears a big plush hat with a down jacket, making him look a few years younger, causing Song Rongzhen to come over to kiss him every once in a while, and he likes it so much that Lu Wanyu feels embarrassed when he sees it up.

The apartment they rented is not far from the school, there is a business center nearby, and there are many restaurants.

I went to the Chinese restaurant that Song Rongzhen used to frequent. The price is not expensive, but the food is delicious.

"You just came here, eat Chinese food first to familiarize yourself with the taste here, and I will take you to eat Western food another day."

Lu Wanyu looked around indifferently, it was quite late, and not many people came to eat at this time.

Although it is Chinese food, but the taste is too sweet and greasy, Lu Wanyu is not used to it, after eating a piece of fried rice and a cup of stewed soup, he no longer has an appetite.

It may also be due to jet lag and poor appetite.

After dinner, Song Rongzhen took him to a nearby clothing store to buy clothes.

Lu Wanyu has a standard figure, and the clothes are easy to match. Regardless of his objections, Song Rongzhen bought more than a dozen sets in one go, covering everything from the inside to the outside. He also bought three pairs of shoes. There was nothing he could do about it.

It was already ten o'clock at night when I got home, and my roommate Philip hadn't come back yet. Song Rongzhen said that it might be another night.

"What about you, Rong Zhen, will it affect your study?" Lu Wanyu asked. In the past year, he never cared about how he was able to fly around every week.

"Don't worry, if you want to chase your wife, you must be fully prepared, and you can't have any worries." Song Rongzhen patted his chest proudly.

"Like a child." Seeing his appearance, Lu Wanyu couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing his smile, Song Rongzhen had mixed feelings for a moment, leaned over and hugged Lu Wanyu, "Wanyu, I will never let you cry again in the future. I love you!"

At noon the next day, Philip pushed the door into the house in a daze, and saw that the Chinese man he picked up yesterday was wearing an apron, rushing in and out of the house, the upstairs and downstairs of the apartment were cleaned cleanly, and there was news of the food in the restaurant. fragrance.

Seeing him, Lu Wanyu greeted him enthusiastically, "Philip, good afternoon, have you had lunch yet? If you haven't eaten, when Rong Zhen comes back, if you don't mind, come and have dinner with us, can you?"

"No, thank you." Under such bright eyes, Philip was a little dazed, and always felt that he could smell the strange fragrance of flowers from the other party, which was sunny and beautiful.

"Then please wait for a while, I still have two dishes to cook, and Rong Zhen will be home in about 10 minutes." Lu Wanyu said generously, Song Rongzhen's roommate is really different from other carefree, enthusiastic and cheerful Americans. , completely unsociable.

So Philip sat on the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV that hadn't been turned on for several months. In the empty room, only the sound of pots and pans came from the kitchen. Fragmented, busy, self-sufficient life.

Really enviable.

In fact, I was very tired, the thesis had not been going well, and the results of the research project were not very good, but listening to the symphony-like sound in the kitchen did not make me sleepy.

I probably feel homesick.

Philip stared at the kitchen door in a daze.

When Song Rongzhen arrived home, Lu Wanyu just finished frying the last dish and cleaned up the kitchen.

Throwing the scarf and coat on the sofa, Song Rongzhen greeted Philip and ran to the kitchen.

"Honey, I'm back!"

He leaned over and hugged Lu Wanyu and kissed him hard.

Lu Wanyu pushed him shyly, "Don't, your friend will see it. Take out the dishes for me. Can he use chopsticks?"

"Yes, we often go to eat Chinese food."

Song Rongzhen served the food and turned around to greet Philip to the restaurant for dinner.

Although Song Rongzhen and Philip have rented this apartment building together for three years, they have never officially used the restaurant in the house, and occasionally eat in the living room while watching TV in their spare time.

Lu Wanyu only came for the second day, and he made this place feel like home.

During the meal, Song Rongzhen said: "Baby, the school will start spring break next week. Let's go back to China after my holiday. Let's go to another place to have fun."

"Well, good." Anyway, the flower shop is his own, so it doesn't matter if he goes back later, it's better to accompany him for a while when he's here.

"Lucian, don't you plan to stay in the United States? I heard that your professor would like to keep you in his laboratory." Philip asked suddenly.

Song Rongzhen shrugged, "No, I have already promised my brother to go back and help him. Besides, there are more opportunities in China now. If you want to go, I can make recommendations for you. Anyway, my research direction is different from yours, so don't worry about you Steal my job."

Philip thought about it seriously, and said, "Well, with my current grades, it's basically useless to stay in school. Let's talk about it later, anyway, I still have two years to graduate."

Lu Wanyu couldn't get in the conversation, so he lowered his head and ate his own.

A week later, Song Rongzhen was on vacation. After saying goodbye to Philip, he took Lu Wanyu Fei to Long Island, New York for vacation, and borrowed a house from his brother Song Rongjin. The church asked the priest to help officiate a simple wedding.

There are no relatives, friends and guests, just the two of them.

He and Lu Wanyu met when they were less than 17 years old. They separated for six years due to various reasons, and met again at the age of 23.

So far, the real time spent together has only been more than two years. Love is parted, love can't be obtained, resentment and hatred meet, five shades are full, life has suffered all kinds of hardships, joys and sorrows, ups and downs, and finally become married couples.

When Song Rongzhen finished his vows and knelt in front of Lu Wanyu to put on the ring for him after the priest, Lu Wanyu burst into tears.

Life has lived up to the glory of youth, Song Rongzhen is grateful for meeting and staying with Lu Wanyu, and Lu Wanyu is also grateful for Song Rongzhen's following and companionship.

Life is only seventy years old, isn't it just to find someone to walk with you?The population of the earth is 70 billion, you need to find your other half among these 70 billion people, one in 70 billion, like a drop of water in the sea, a small and precious hope, worth cherishing and savoring in a lifetime.

(Finish)

The author has something to say: Huh~~ I finished writing.

This article knew from the beginning of the plan that it would not be popular, and there would be very few people who liked it, but I couldn't help myself liking it.This is the waywardness of a person who likes to play with words.

From the outline to the finished product, 50 million words, almost no text, write as you feel comfortable.

In the end, I am very satisfied after finishing the writing. All the texts are written in the way I like. There is no flattery or intentional flattery. Maybe one day Jinjiang will delete all the articles of those who have not signed the contract, but it does not matter, after all, I like it Things that will stay in my heart for a long time.

Song Rongjin, the big scumbag next door, is dying, everyone is welcome to go and save his claws.

"Borrowed" from ten years together to separation, Shan Shu wants to tear up her youth and regain her own life, Song Rongjin will probably regret it and follow or maybe give up, I don't know, I only know that the old bacon will miserable.