beauty should be like this

On Yuan Hai's wedding day, Zuo Yu naturally had to be there.

The luxurious hotel is full of his familiar elders and past friends, as well as a bride who looks extremely strange.

This noisy atmosphere is just like the youth and life he has experienced. Although the memories are still with him, they are actually drifting away.

While sitting among everyone drinking, Zuo Yu suddenly missed Wen Qianyu who was waiting at home.

The yearning was so unreasonable and so intense that he became somewhat absent-minded, too lazy for social chatter.

"Yo, long time no see." Suddenly a familiar female voice rang above his head.

Zuo Yu leaned on the back of the chair and turned sideways. Seeing that it was Xiong Fei in a small dress with a weird smile on his face, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Of course he wasn't afraid of meeting his ex-girlfriend on a narrow road, but his parents were sitting at the elders' table, and if this blunt girl said something shocking, the little beauty would definitely suffer in the end.

"Why do you act like you don't know me?" Xiong Fei rolled her eyes.

Zuo Yu hurriedly got up to flatter her: "I've become more beautiful, I don't dare to admit it."

Xiong Fei hehe said: "Why, the spring breeze is proud, and the mouth is sweet?"

Zuo Yu turned to his parents who were not far away, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Fortunately, Xiong Fei hasn't lost his mind because of him, but just deliberately snorted: "I hope you will be discovered by your family soon, gay."

Hearing that several young people around him cast curious glances, Zuo Yu sat down in embarrassment and drank a sip of wine, and suddenly found that Zuo Pengcheng was looking at him silently, and couldn't help but worry that his father might know everything, but just for the time being. The play didn't expose it.

At this moment, the lights suddenly dimmed, and the bride was led out from the end of the red carpet by her father, and there was another stereotyped gratitude, speech and oath.

Because of the many friends, Zuo Yu has participated in many weddings and experienced almost all kinds of ideas.

He used to think it was just funny, but now he can't help but think it's a little silly.

Because the eternal determination about love is an involuntary inner voice at a certain moment, but it has nothing to do with the red tape in front of you.

-

The wedding was at noon on Saturday, and the friends of the bride and groom had to get together privately afterwards, which required a lot of time delay.

Wen Qianyu didn't need to go to class or practice, and was bored at home alone, restless. Purely on impulse, she picked up her bag and went to the cozy Liangchuan Xiaozhu again.

This time, Zhou Zhou and the two waiters were watching alone. Seeing the little beauty appearing at a strange time, they took the initiative to greet her and said, "Come to eat?"

Probably Zuo Yu calmed down a lot of anxiety on weekdays, Wen Qianyu gradually put away the terrible jealousy, and asked in a low voice: "I want you to teach me, what kind of food does he like?"

"Little boss?" Zhou Zhou blinked, lost in thought.

"Why do you call him Little Boss?" Wen Qianyu didn't understand.

"Because when he opened this store, all the employees were older than him, so we screamed." Zhou Zhou couldn't help but smile: "Ten years have passed."

Wen Qianyu was silent, he and Zuo Yu were tender and affectionate, probably the only problem was that they had known each other very shortly, and even the freshness had not had time to fade away.

"I think he's not picky about his food. He's willing to eat as long as he's not vegan." Zhou Zhou walked back to the open kitchen, checked the soup he was cooking, and said, "It's best to serve wine. He used to bring a lot of soup all day. Classmates and friends come to drink."

"Then teach me a few things." Wen Qianyu asked for advice.

"Okay." Zhou Zhou is a gentle man without the slightest sense of threat, his eyes are extraordinarily kind, and his smile is kind and sunny.

Many times, the little beauty also hopes that she can have such a radiance from the inside out, but he can't always restrain his youthful urgency and temper that can collapse at any time, which is almost the same as Zuo Yu.

"Your hands are so beautiful, cooking will always get rough, let me teach you some convenient and simple ones." Zhou Zhou asked.

"What's beautiful?" Wen Qianyu stretched out her palm, revealing various small wounds on her fingertips: "I'm studying fashion design, so I'm sorry for myself if I don't do it a few times a day."

Zhou Zhou smiled and found a new apron for him: "Come into the kitchen, there are no customers now anyway."

-

When our ancestors described food, they would definitely pay attention to the taste and taste. It seems that it is not worthy of praise if it does not look attractive, the smell cannot arouse the salivation, and the taste is far from experience.

Wen Qianyu, who didn't care much about food before, always thought it was hypocritical, but when he finally observed Zhou Zhou's cooking at close range, he realized why Zuo Yu couldn't forget it, because this ordinary chef seemed to have magic, which could make common people eat food. The ingredients become the focus of the restaurant in an instant.

He looked nervously at the golden and crispy tempura being placed on the porcelain plate, and said with shame, "Is this simple? I... I dare not touch the frying pan."

After explaining for a long time, Zhou Zhou was stunned: "Then... stewed vegetables, or stir-fried vegetables?"

In fact, he has no obligation to waste time with him, Wen Qianyu was a little embarrassed, blinked his eyes and whispered: "I bought an oven before."

Zhou Zhou pondered for a while, and suddenly realized: "The little boss likes cheese baked seafood very much! It's suitable for you!"

"You really know him..." Wen Qianyu couldn't help but feel sour again.

In fact, after Zuo Yu went to the United States, Zhou Zhou had nothing to do with him. Many things that he didn't get the chance to say, he might as well say to the beautiful boy in front of him, so he said seriously: "After all, I have worked in his shop for several years. Chef, if he doesn't even know what he eats, he's too incompetent...but I don't know much about other things about his little boss, so don't get me wrong."

"I didn't misunderstand. He said he never liked anyone else, but he liked you." Wen Qianyu blurted out immediately.

Zhou Zhou looked a little embarrassed, and then smiled helplessly: "It's nothing more than the little boss's willfulness. During the years I knew him, he had a very happy girlfriend and we got along like buddies. Until I started dating, Zuo Yu just became stubborn, in fact, he is nothing more than the fact that the friends around him who should belong to him are about to leave, and it is inevitable that he will feel lost, if he really has feelings, why didn't he like it at first?"

After all, Wen Qianyu had never participated in those years, so she was speechless when asked.

Zhou Zhou turned off the stove: "Although preaching is annoying, but really... life is too short, if you don't learn to cherish the present, and entangle yourself with the past that has been turned over, it will only make you and the people around you miserable."

"Yeah." Wen Qianyu lowered her head and hooked her long hair behind her ears, unable to be willful in front of him.

"And the little boss is a very, very nice boy. Although we haven't contacted him for a long time, we all still remember him. It was not easy to float in Beijing before. He didn't know how to plan in order to help us, so the store didn't make much money. Over the money." Zhou Zhou fell into deep thought and sighed, "So I really hope you two are doing well, although Zuo Yu is a bit playful, but the feelings that can change him should be very important to him, right?"

Wen Qianyu was busy cutting the shredded radish on the cutting board, and nodded after a while.

"If you need my help, just come to me, whether it's learning to cook or other things, but don't make you unhappy because of me, I have nothing with the little boss, nothing at all." Zhou Zhou Tilting his head: "After all, that big doctor in my family is also an invisible jealous jar who loves to think wildly."

"I think you're pretty good too." Wen Qianyu said with her long eyelashes drooping, "Although it's only the second time I've seen you, I understand why Zuo Yu feels that you are different from other people."

-

Perhaps carelessness is a common problem among men, but Zuo Yu is not so dull that he loses his sense of taste.

That night before going to bed, he was playing with his mobile phone and said, "Why do you suddenly know how to cook Japanese food?"

"Just do what you want, can't you?" Wen Qianyu just dried her hair and sat in the middle of the bed to take a selfie.

Zuo Yu raised his eyes and smiled noncommittally.

Wen Qianyu bit her lip: "Did you taste it?"

Zuo Yu said, "I didn't expect that you would ask Zhou Zhou to learn how to cook for me."

"It's not for you." Wen Qianyu turned her head arrogantly.

"You're not angry with him anymore?" Zuo Yu felt very fresh.

Wen Qianyu dropped the phone: "When have I ever been angry with others, I am angry with you!"

"I found that if I can't sit still, I can make you angry." Zuo Yu's face was full of helplessness.

Wen Qianyu crawled to his side and lay down in his arms as usual: "Because you went to the wedding today, I was thinking that it is impossible for us to have such a day, and it is even impossible for me to appear with you in a fair and honest manner. Just like my dad and Uncle He...Of course it’s okay, after all, life is shared by two people and other people, so I just want to make it better and ask you about your favorite recipes, it’s better than being bored It’s better to think about it randomly.”

"I will be honest with my parents in the future when my business is still passable." Zuo Yu lit up a cigarette, "You must understand that the economic base determines the superstructure, and they will be able to talk easily when they can't do anything to me."

Wen Qianyu raised her eyes.

"Okay, okay, don't smoke." Zuo Yu was already afraid of being scolded by him.

Only then did Wen Qianyu smile with satisfaction, and suddenly asked, "Since when did you start treating me seriously?"

Zuo Yu put the cigarette back, and said lightly: "I don't know... It's like eating when you're hungry, or sleeping when you're tired. When you meet the right person, your heart always understands before your brain, so you never take it seriously." I have treated it seriously, it is time to come to this step, do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Wen Qianyu closed her eyes.

"Yo, let me teach you?" Zuo Yu's hands habitually began to be dishonest.

Wen Qianyu immediately struggled to escape, looked at him for two seconds, and then took the initiative to kiss him with a smile.

The night is still long, and the future is long.

Some are already so lucky, it is a decision.

A little magnanimity that goes with the flow is life.