unprepared

Su Huai didn't even have time to refute the sentence "We are good friends", he just said, "Your birthday? Tomorrow?"

"Yes!" Yan Chen said.

"Why didn't I hear you mention it last year?"

"At that time, our relationship was different from what it is now." Yan Chen suddenly sighed after finishing speaking, "It's been more than ten years since anyone celebrated my birthday!"

"Okay, I see." Su Huai said quickly, fearing that if he hesitated for a while, this person would cry directly in front of him.

Yan Chen: "My mother said, I was born when I was a child."

"What do you mean?" Su Huai asked after thinking for a while.

"Ion time isn't very long now," he said.

Su Huai was a little embarrassed: "But... I can't prepare a gift for you right now!"

Yan Chen shook his head: "If you are willing to accompany me, it will be the best birthday present."

Su Huai pondered for a while: "All right, for your birthday's sake."

The two of them had dinner together, and Su Huai specifically reminded him not to eat too much for dinner, saying that it was Zishi who personally cooked him a bowl of longevity noodles, the kind with eggs.

"You can cook noodles!" Yan Chen couldn't believe it. It's a miracle that someone like Su Huai, who is a standard young master's pie, can distinguish five grains, yet still cook noodles for him.

"Yes, but I can also cook noodles." Su Huai said, "You know I have many younger brothers and sisters, and I rarely bother to prepare anything for their birthdays. I just cook a bowl of noodles for fun, but they all like very much."

Yan Chen nodded, thinking that maybe they liked it not because of how delicious the bowl of noodles cooked by Su Huai was, nor because of how expensive the bowl of noodles was, but because Su Huai had never been a person who was very good at expressing his feelings. Even on weekdays, he always has a disgusted face of rejecting others thousands of miles away, so it is very rare for such a big brother to cook a bowl of noodles for himself.

"I can't wait any longer." Yan Chen said.

After finally staying up until midnight, Su Huai had already greeted Master Li's kitchen in advance. The lights in the kitchen were still on, and the stove was still hot. It didn't take much trouble to start a fire. Once a handful of soft wood was covered, the orange flames would ignite. Quietly jumped up.

Yan Chen was in charge of watching the fire, and Su Huai was in charge of preparing ingredients and cooking.

There were only two lights left in the kitchen, which were not very bright. When he was chopping shallots, Yan Chen unavoidably stretched his neck worriedly, until he saw that he had chopped up a handful of shallots and put the minced green onions into the bowl. rest assured.

Although Su Huai knew how to cook noodles, and this was not the first time he had cooked noodles, he still seemed a little flustered.

When it was time to break the eggs, Su Huai asked, "Is one egg enough?"

"Should be enough!" Yan Chen said, "Why don't you make up for my previous birthday?"

"Are you sure you want to eat nineteen eggs?" Su Huai said calmly.

Yan Chen didn't dare to imagine that scene, and said with a smile, "I'm just talking."

There is a white and tender egg lying on a large bowl of noodles in clear soup, and there are green onions floating on the soup. It looks refreshing and delicious, and it smells delicious.

As soon as the bowl was loaded, Yan Chen wiped his hands and came up: "Let me take a look."

Su Huai put the noodles on the stove and set up the chopsticks: "It's a bit hot, let's eat it when it's cold."

Before Yan Chen could speak, Mr. Su suddenly thought of something, raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Otherwise, I'll feed you?"

"..." Yan Chen was flattered and ready to say yes, but suddenly remembered the matter of eating porridge that day, and quickly waved his hands, "Then there's no need, I can brag myself!"

Ask Su Huai to feed him, a bowl of noodles can last until tomorrow morning.

Su Huai smiled and pushed his face in front of him: "Then blow it yourself!"

Yan Chen was quite full from dinner, but seeing the bowl of noodles, he couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks. He picked up a mouthful and fed it into his mouth without even blowing it. I shivered.

Su Huai, who was watching, couldn't laugh or cry: "Why panic, I won't rob you."

"Delicious." Yan Chen said vaguely.

Su Huai raised his nostrils: "Of course, I don't want to see who did it."

"You eat too." Yan Chen rolled up a few noodles, and blew them intimately to his mouth.

Su Huai is actually a bit of a clean freak, he has never shared a pair of chopsticks with others, and he has never thought about it.

But when Yan Chen brought the noodles to his mouth, he opened his mouth and ate it without thinking.

Tasty?

He tasted it carefully, and it was also the first time he ate noodles cooked by himself, so it was just average.

The taste is not outstanding at all, but it's not too bad. The saltiness is just right, but I always feel that something is missing.

"Is it delicious?" Su Huai swallowed the noodles, wondering whether he was asking the birthday star or himself, and then commented, "Overall, it's very ordinary!"

Yan Chen saw that he was slightly frowning and self-doubting, so he couldn't help but put his hands on the stove behind him and leaned over to kiss him.

Su Huai didn't expect that this person's madness was completely uncertain, and he didn't care where it was. Before he had time to push the person away, Yan Chen had already let go of him, licked his mouth and asked: "Is this so?" Isn't it unusual?"

Su Huai came to his senses, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and scolded in disgust: "Fuck, a mouth full of oil!"

Yan Chen laughed triumphantly, found a small bench, held the noodles and began to eat the noodles very seriously.

He puts the eggs last, which is his habit when he was a child.

When he was a child, an egg was the best and most luxurious food he could eat, so he was always reluctant to put it at the end.

Now he no longer feels that an egg is so valuable, but the habit still cannot be changed.

"The eggs are a bit salty." Yan Chen took a bite, then looked at Su Huai and said.

No way, they were all boiled together, and he didn't add any other ingredients to the eggs, so how could it be salty!

Su Huai stepped forward in doubt, and bent down to motion for him to take a piece for him to taste.

Then he saw the bitch quickly took a bite of the egg, raised his head to his mouth and played a fucking hooligan again.

Su Huai straightened up as if shocked by electricity, glared angrily, and pointed at his trembling hands angrily: "I warn you, don't go too far."

"No, it's normal." Yan Chen said with a straight face, "People who love each other will do this, it's an instinctive reaction."

It's a bit difficult for Su Huai to understand this sentence. To be honest, he didn't dare to mention the word "love" when he was full of Ruo Liu before, let alone use the word "love" to describe his feelings for her. .

Now he didn't even know whether he liked Yan Chen or not, and this person suddenly raised him to a higher level, which made it hard for him to accept for a while.

"Cough...well, am I bothering you?"

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly came from the door of the kitchen, interrupting Su Huai's thinking and making him even more startled.

Both of them looked towards the door, one was calm and the other was nervous and vigilant.

The light was very dark and the distance was far away, so Su Huai couldn't see what that person looked like, but he was tall and thin, and his legs were still a little limp when he walked, so he should be a man.

Nonsense, you can tell it's a man just by hearing the voice.

The man walked in on his own, without looking at Yan Chen, and kept staring at Su Huai with smiling eyes.

It took a long time before he said, "It looks better than I imagined."

Su Huai frowned?What do you mean by that?Harass me?

Hearing this, Yan Chen stood up and blocked Su Huai behind him, which was obviously a defensive move.

"Mr. Song, it's inappropriate for you to say that."

Song Tang laughed: "Let me just say that everyone has a love for beauty, just praise it, don't be nervous."

Yan Chen raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Song is also very good-looking, so you should keep these compliments to yourself!"

Song Tang touched his face: "Of course I know I'm pretty, but it's so late, you two are here..."

Song Tang didn't say the following words, but Su Huai also knew what his dragging sound meant.

Damn, this person saw everything just now.

"It's a bit too bold. Fortunately, I am the one who came today. If someone else..."

"Except for you, no one came to the kitchen without sleeping in the middle of the night." Yan Chen interrupted him.

"You reminded me." Song Tang pushed the two of them out of the way, went to the pot and turned over the bowls and pots, and finally took two cold buns and left. Before leaving, he explained his behavior. "The food in Li's Mansion is good, but it's a bit lacking and I can't get enough."

……

It wasn't until Song Tang left and closed the door for them intimately that Su Huai found his voice: "Who is he?"

"I mentioned it to you, Mr. Song." Yan Chen said.

Su Huai recalled it for a while, and seemed to have a little impression: "Gongxi's inmate?"

Yan Chen was amused by the word "prisoner", but he was right: "Yes."

"Then why is he here?"

"The previous riots in Gongxi...cough, he did it." Yan Chen lowered his voice.

"..." Su Huai was shocked. This man looked weak and weak, but he was actually a leader of the riots. It was unbelievable.

"This time we are talking about escorting prisoners, and he is one of them."

Su Huai twitched the corner of his mouth: "He doesn't look like a prisoner."

It looks like a traveler, very carefree!

"Yes, His Highness wants to use him." Yan Chen said.

Su Huai didn't know what to say, and it took him a long time to speak: "This Yan Zhizhou has a unique vision."

"Mr. Song is a man of great talent." Yan Chen said, "He taught me how to read and write."

Not only that, but his living environment was relatively simple since he was a child, especially after replacing Fu Zilin, his only pastime or hobby during that time was listening to Song and Tang narrations and telling stories.

Although Song Tang was only ten years older than him, he seemed to know everything.

It can be said that everything he did before he came to Shuojing, except for force, benefited from the teachings of Song and Tang.

Hearing Yan Chen praise Song and Tang so much, Su Huai couldn't help but click his tongue, and said sourly: "Yes, not only is he talented, he is also good-looking!"

In fact, Su Huai didn't see Song Tang's appearance clearly, but only heard what Yan Chen said.

Hearing this, Yan Chen pursed his lips and snickered: "You must be jealous!"