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A night without dreams.

The moment Sha Ou opened his eyes again, he felt a splitting headache, sore eye sockets, and burning pain in his stomach.

He lay on his back on the bed and let go, his mind was full of fragments from last night, he pieced together bit by bit, although incomplete, after a while, he accurately grasped the main plot.

He had never lost his composure when he was drunk, but he accidentally dragged Lu Weiming back with the help of alcohol.

He didn't dare to say that this was lost and found, but he was just fortunate that he had never had before.

Xiaoou suddenly looked at the bedside alarm clock—it was 09:30!

He sat up from the bed with a "bao", and waited for the dizziness to pass, then hurriedly put on his shoes and went out.

The guest room on the second floor is empty, the bedding is neatly made, and there is not even a wrinkle on the bed sheet, as if no one has slept in it.

My heart was cold to half, and I also calmed down.Sha Ou turned and went downstairs, but heard a sound coming from the kitchen on the first floor.

It was past nine o'clock and the sun had already risen high. The sun came in through the window, and the warm yellow light fell on the tall and straight figure in the kitchen, as if covering his whole body with a soft halo of fluff. .

Sha Ou slowed down and walked over, never feeling that his dark blue nightgown looked so eye-catching.

Years of military career and professional training have already forged Lu Weiming's inhuman keen intuition. When the sound of footsteps came from the stairs, he realized that someone was coming. At this time, he didn't even look back, and asked : "Are you awake? Is your stomach still hurting?"

"One thing, it's okay." After one night, Sha Ou's expression was half drunk, and he returned to normal mode. He walked to Lu Weiming, saw the honey jar in his hand, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Only then did Lu Weiming turn his head to look at him.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and then they retracted immediately.

"Pour honey water." Lu Weiming scooped out a few spoonfuls of honey and said, "Go wash up and drink when you come back."

Sha Gull stood still for two seconds, then took a deep breath, and said, "Okay."

In the small bathroom in the living room on the first floor, Shaou stood in front of the sink brushing his teeth and washing his face, pouring a few handfuls of cold water on his face, the cold touch stimulated his brain nerves, he looked up at his face in the mirror, thinking, he and Lu Weiming, What's going on now?

He remembered that the two of them saw each other for a long time last night, and finally Lu Weiming finally let go and said that he believed him, but what happened after he believed it?

Give it a try, and it doesn't say if it will work or not.

Sha Gull sighed deeply and hung up the towel.When he got out of the bathroom, he saw that Lu Weiming had changed back into his yesterday's clothes and was sitting on the sofa talking on the phone.

Seeing him coming out, she raised her head and waved her hands, then pointed to the cup of honey water that had been prepared on the coffee table, motioning for him to drink it.

Sha Ou approached silently, sat down next to him, picked up the cup and glanced over, only to find that the pile of materials he threw on the coffee table last night had been sorted out and placed neatly in a corner of the coffee table.

Sha Ou held the cup and sipped the sweet water, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

He waited until Lu Weiming hung up the phone, and then asked, seemingly unintentionally, "Are you going back?"

The two are not far apart, and Lu Weiming's phone call just now seemed to be business.

Sure enough, Lu Weiming replied with an "um".

"Back..." Sha Ou was stuck, and only then realized that he didn't understand the other party's current work and life at all, and he didn't even know where he was now.

"Go back to Beijin." Lu Weiming took the initiative to answer.

"Oh."

The inexplicable but substantial embarrassment suddenly spread, and after a moment of stalemate, the two spoke at the same time——

"I......"

"you......"

As soon as the words came out, they stopped at the same time, and Sha Ou sighed softly: "You speak first."

"It's nothing." Lu Weiming said: "I won't stay any longer, and I have to go to the gate of the hall to pick up the car." After a pause, he said: "It's your turn."

Sha Ou held half a glass of honey water, licked the corner of his mouth, and said, "If you're not in a hurry, why don't you leave after lunch?"

Lu Weiming was slightly taken aback.

The floodgates of memory opened, and the days when I used to join the table at Sha Ou's house every day suddenly reappeared. I want to get closer to him.

Lu Weiming's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Are you doing it?"

"Yeah." The memories in the two people's minds suddenly overlapped at this moment, Sha Ou put down the water glass and stood up, rolled up the sleeves of the home clothes jacket, "I'll make it, eat or not?"

Lu Weiming smiled and said, "Eat."

Without saying a word, Sha Ou walked towards the kitchen.

Except for Sha Yan who occasionally goes home during the Mid-Autumn Festival or the golden holidays, Sha Ou has almost lived alone these years, but his self-discipline habits have not changed because of living alone. I seldom eat take-out food. Except when I first set foot in the news commentary circle in the early years, I used to stay up late for half a year to write drafts. My living habits and even my health and self-control have reached a strict level.

He insists on making three meals a day by himself, so the ingredients in the refrigerator are always full.

Shaou took out a small bag of mutton slices and a sea fish from the frozen layer, put them in the pool to thaw first, then took out a lettuce and two cucumbers from the fresh-keeping layer, and took out two more eggs.

On the marble operating table in the kitchen, Shaou washed and cut vegetables, beat eggs and toppings. After preparing the dishes, the mutton slices and sea fish were also defrosted. He took out a tomato from the refrigerator, and pulled out a handful of sweet potato powder from the cabinet. Then turn on the rice cooker with soaked rice and start cooking.

His expression was always calm and indifferent, but his cooking speed was still very fast, and the sound of spatulas colliding or lettuce being oiled could be heard from time to time in the kitchen.

The hood in the kitchen made a small "humming" sound. Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Lu Weiming looked at the thin and sharp figure not far away, and suddenly felt an unspeakable sourness in his heart, and then Infinite perfection replaced by the present reality.

This situation had appeared countless times when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, and every time he woke up happily, he was followed by an indelible sense of loss of weight.

Looking at Sha Ou's back, at that moment he almost admitted it, even if he lied to him last night, even if there was a third of sincerity in those drunken words, he also admitted it.

Sha Ou pinched the time when the rice cooker switched gears, and finished frying the last dish.

He put the dishes out of the pot, took two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, stood in the dining room and turned his head to greet the outside: "It's all right, wash your hands and eat."

The small dining table is full of plates and pots, braised fish in sauce, tomato and mutton soup, scrambled eggs with green bamboo shoots, and a small plate of cold cucumbers.

After washing his hands, Lu Weiming sat down at the dining table, looked around the dishes, and found that there was no coriander, minced garlic or chopped green onion in each dish.

He gritted his teeth secretly, he didn't expect that Sha Ou could still remember his picky taste bud habits in his youth.

Sha Ou filled the soup and put it in Lu Weiming's hand, and said softly, "Taste it."

The second half of the sentence got stuck in my throat and swallowed back into my stomach—try to see if it still tastes the same.

The two of them ate vegetables and soup, and after Lu Weiming ate half a bowl of rice, he said, "It's pretty good, the cooking skills are better than before."

Sha Ou held the bowl and said modestly: "No, it's because you didn't choose."

The two people who used to think that even seeing each other again was an extravagant hope, now they can enjoy a table of lunch with each other safely, and even when they inadvertently mentioned the past, they can suppress the turmoil in their hearts and smile lightly on their faces. With a smile, I have to say that time makes people mature.

Now that the past time has been mentioned, there is no big taboo at all, Sha Ou held his chopsticks and asked tentatively: "What have you been doing all these years?"

Lu Weiming stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, and his tone was like chatting: "Tossing around, I was in the army for five years, passed the military academy, and then returned to Beijin after changing jobs."

Sha Ou's small porcelain spoon trembled, and a few drops of soup splashed onto the back of his hand. He calmly took out a tissue and wiped it off, and said with a smile, "Back then, everyone thought you had transferred to other places. Why did you want to join the army? Enlisted in the army?"

Lu Weiming glanced at him, and smiled easily: "When I was young, my brain was hot, who hasn't done a few stupid things."

Sha Ou lowered his head to drink the soup, unable to laugh anymore.

Lu Weiming said it implicitly, but he could clearly hear the implication - he was the root of the other party's idiot back then.

Lu Weiming glanced at him, and rounded up the topic without leaking: "What about you, how did you become a big news critic?" Seeing the surprise flashing in the other party's eyes, he added with a chuckle: "Last time I listened to you. Aunt chatted on the way."

That's right, Sha Ou suddenly remembered that the second time he met in the Chuanyuan, he knew that Professor Lin who had brought him the entire postgraduate period was Lu Weiming's aunt and Mrs. Su's daughter-in-law.

The world is really small.

He avoids the important and ignores the trivial, just saying: "Writing a current commentary is equivalent to a freelance job, free from constraints, and a little more casual."

"Oh." Lu Weiming picked up a piece of fish and said, "When will you officially take up a post in the Chuanyuan?"

"next week."

Shaou secretly observed the frequency of Lu Weiming's serving of each dish, and found that after so many years, he still seemed to like fish, so he changed the position of the fish plate and the scrambled egg with green bamboo shoots in front of Lu Weiming.

Lu Weiming was stunned for a moment and said, "Thank you."

Seagull didn't respond.

Obviously ten years ago, it wasn't like this between them.

At that time, Lu Weiming was tired of being by his side every day. When walking, he had to put his arms on his shoulders, and when sitting together, he had to talk to his ear, not to mention when taking a nap. Obviously the bed was not small, and after waking up Make sure you sleep on the same pillow as him.

Ten years ago, Lu Weiming didn't seem to know how to write the word distance at all, but now, he just changed the dishes for the other party casually, and he could get a polite courtesy.

It's not ironic, and it doesn't deserve it.

Sha Ou withdrew from his memory in time, was silent for a moment, and asked, "What are you doing now?"

Lu Weiming raised his eyebrows and asked, "You don't know?"

"Huh?" Sha Ou was really confused: "How do I know?"

"Oh." Lu Weiming nodded, and deliberately said: "Then keep a little bit of mystery, why don't you guess?"

Sha Ou was very speechless: "I thought you really matured a lot."

Lu Weiming was slightly startled, and laughed softly.

For a meal, the two of them ate with their own thoughts, secretly maintaining the superficial peace and soundness, you came and I went to each other carefully and tried to test each other carefully, but in the end, the two were evenly matched, inseparable, and the most wanted to ask I couldn't get the result out of my questions, and I couldn't open my mouth about what I wanted to say the most, so I had to end in a tie.

After lunch, Lu Weiming formally left. Shaou packed up the dishes and came out of the kitchen, saying, "Wait a minute, I'll take you to pick up the car."

"No need." Lu Weiming stood in the entrance with his coat in his hand: "Someone is coming to pick you up, so I'll go back to Beijin directly."

The group has a monthly summary meeting tonight, and he has to go back before seven o'clock, so while Shaou was cooking, he called the company assistant and asked the driver to come with the assistant, three people and two cars, pick him up and go straight back H&H Group Headquarters.

When he declined, Sha Ou stopped insisting and came over to open the door for him personally.

And just before Lu Weiming turned to go out, he suddenly asked——

"Does what happened last night still count?"

Lu Weiming's "goodbye" was instantly stuffed back into his throat.

Sha Ou stood at the door, his hands still on the door frame, his eyes were straight and clear, not dodging or avoiding, waiting for an answer.

Lu Weiming was silent for half a second, but asked back: "Are you sure you're sober now?"

Sha Ou replied: "I woke up early." After a pause, he said: "You should know how much I drink."

Lu Weiming nodded meaninglessly.

Sha Ou frowned, and asked again: "So? Try what you said last night, you—"

Lu Weiming interrupted him: "...Then try."

Sandgull: "..."

Lu Weiming glanced at him, thinking it was funny: "What expression do you have?" After a pause for two seconds, he added: "Weren't you quite calm when you kissed me last night?"

The heart that had been pretending to be calm for most of the day suddenly jumped wildly. Sha Ou opened his mouth and suddenly forgot what to say, and during these few seconds, the pinnae hidden behind the hair was quietly covered with blood.

Lu Weiming put away his jokes, and the sloppy look at lunch just now disappeared, and the demeanor around him suddenly became deep and introverted, with a sense of oppression.

"Shaou." He called his name, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "You said that you are sincere and want to try again with me. I believe it, but this is the last time I believe you. If this time You still lie to me, then we—"

"No." Sha Ou raised his voice unconsciously. After realizing his gaffe, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It won't happen this time, and it will never happen again. Don't worry."

Lu Weiming's inquisitive eyes fell on his face, after a while, he nodded and turned to walk to the elevator.

Then try again as you wish, one last time.

He drank poison to quench his thirst, although he still had lingering fears, he still couldn't help approaching again.

——I let go of all my grievances and knots, and I am willing to try again, and this last time, don't let me down for another ten years.

The author has something to say: Hey!There is no list in this issue, Nineteen was bye, and the two sons suffered with me~

Therefore, the little angels' comments are really the source of motivation for the daily update!

In other words, the two of them are going to try it-well, it's time to really sweeten it up!

那个......你们想让他俩怎么试着来（无辜眼）？感谢在2020-07-2217:00:41~2020-07-2317:39:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Yu Tian, ​​1 Slag;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：九霄8瓶；故事好假没人信6瓶；布谷不哭5瓶；笛笛微2瓶；快来削我啊、羽·天1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!