Star Chaser [Entertainment]

Ai Changle clutched his aching knee, gritted his teeth and picked up the phone.

"Hello? Brother Qing."

There was a lot of noise from Wen Qing's side, and he probably still hasn't come out of the vegetable market.

"Taobao, the big green peppers are sold out, can you use something else to top it?"

During the meal, they briefly discussed the menu of the restaurant, among which Ai Changle's special dish, beef tenderloin with green pepper, was a must.But Wen Qing searched around the vegetable market, and after being recognized by passing fans, it was even more difficult to move, moving little by little, and finally failed to find the big green pepper.

Ai Changle endured the pain, "Then buy more chili noodles, bring some lettuce and bean sprouts, and we will make boiled beef."

"Okay." Wen Qing scanned the crowd, "I may have to go back later, there are a lot of people here."

This hit Ai Changle's heart: "Okay, okay, no problem!"

It's better to be later, the knee is completely pain-free and can move freely.

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It took more than an hour for Wen Qing to come back with a big backpack on his back. After his amazing bargaining ability, there was only 500 yuan left over the [-] yuan.

Three dollars and seven, since he became popular at the age of 26, and is now 34, he has never been so light in his pocket.

The vegetables in the back basket were stuffed to the brim, the sweat poured down on the face, and the hairstyle was a mess among the crowd.It's not the same person as Wen Qing who always appears on the biggest advertising screen.

However, his heart was full.

He didn't have much money on him, and the conditions of the store were not good, but both he and Ai Changle had a great time doing it.It's as if the two of them went back to the time when they first entered the society together. Two young and ignorant young people, penniless, supported each other and struggled together from the very beginning. Filled up a little.

"Brother Qing, you're back!"

When he returned, Ai Changle was cleaning the tables and chairs in the open air.After seeing him, he quickly put down the rag and ran over to help him pick up the basket.

Wen Qing held his hand stretched out to the basket, and pulled him in, "Shen, I'll come."

After stepping into the restaurant, the layout inside has changed from before, Wen Qing smiled helplessly:

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me to come back and do it together?"

Ai Changle chuckled: "Hey, I'm idle because I'm idle. Let me see what you bought. Have you bought everything?"

"Well, it's ready. Wash the vegetables and meat. If everything goes well, we can start business tonight."

This is a good idea, and Ai Changle agreed with both hands: "Yes, it can be done at night, maybe we can get back our money soon. Then let's finish the cleaning and start cooking dinner!"

Wen Qing washed his face with the faucet and hurriedly washed off the sweat, "Okay, I'll come right away."

He turned and walked out, but was held back by Ai Changle.

"Well, brother Qing, do you want to change clothes?"

"what happened?"

"Your back is all wet. I'm turning on the air conditioner. I'll catch a cold later."

The camera was filming, and the reason he gave was a cold.If at home, Wen Qing's back line appeared in front of him in this way, the hormones would be overwhelming, and he would rush straight to kiss.

Wen Qing understood him. After all, the two of them had lived together for so long, so of course they couldn't hide this little thought from him.

"it is good."

After changing his clothes, he fetched water and mopped the ground.When pouring out the sewage, I found a plastic water basin with holes lying in the half-person-high trash can.

The sink is still new, it was used when they cleaned up the kitchen.Why did it suddenly break down?

He went back and took a look around the lobby and kitchen, and found that Ai Changle was really meticulous in his work, even scratching the ceiling.The train of thought seems to have found a bridge where there is no way out - the ceiling?

"Taobao, I saw a basin was broken in the trash can, do you have any spares?"

Ai Changle was shocked, and grinned: "Yes, look, we still have a green one. You can use it to fetch water or something. If you wash vegetables, you can use the small basket you bought."

His acting skills can always be brought to the extreme at this time, making it difficult for Wen Qing to tell the truth from the fake, so Wen Qing asked again: "The basin was overturned, are you okay?"

Ai Changle drank a glass of water and tried to be as normal as possible: "No, what can I do? I didn't fall when the basin fell."

He saw that Wen Qing didn't ask any more questions, so he knew that the test had been passed.So I wanted to quickly change the subject and suggested washing the dishes to prepare for the opening at night.But before he could speak, a voice that should never have appeared at this time came from outside the door:

"Xiao Ai, I bought you a bottle of safflower oil, is it better?"

The person who said this was Xie Huaisheng.

Just now, Wen Qing hadn't come back yet, so he came to borrow soy sauce, and stopped by to see Ai Changle and talk.As soon as I entered the door, I saw a person sitting on a stool, curled up slightly, looking very uncomfortable.

Concerned, he stepped forward to inquire, only to realize that he fell off the high stool.So after cleaning the ceiling for him, seeing that he could walk normally, he left with a bottle of soy sauce.

"What the hell is Wen Qing doing? Shenlong never sees the end."

Seeing Ai Changle's injury, he felt uncomfortable, and what was even more uncomfortable was that the restaurant's conditions were so poor that Wen Qing's boyfriend actually left Ai Changle and left alone.After returning, he was always in a daze in his restaurant. After spreading the tablecloth, Xie Huaiyu went to the bedroom to rest, but he was still sitting in the hall in a daze.

Finally, I couldn't hold back, and bought a bottle of safflower oil with the restaurant's funds.

He came out of good intentions.But when the three words "safflower oil" fell into Wen Qing's ears, they were like a needle shining with silver light, sharp and piercing.

"Why is Brother Sheng here?" Xie Huaisheng was a few months older than Wen Qing, and also debuted earlier, so Wen Qing called him Brother Sheng.

Xie Huaisheng didn't notice Ai Changle's expression as if facing a formidable enemy, but felt that Wen Qing's sudden kindness towards him was a little abnormal, but he didn't show this abnormality, and just greeted him as usual:

"Ah, you're back. Let me get a bottle of safflower oil for Xiao Ai."

This sentence successfully pierced another thorn in Wen Qing's ear - this shows that he has been here before.

Judging from his previous questioning, he knew about something that Ai Changle was hiding.Wen Qing didn't mind that Ai Changle met with friends when he was away, even though Xie Huaisheng's nature was different from ordinary friends.

What he cares about is that Ai Changle actually hides from him what Xie Huaisheng can blurt out.

Looking back, someone had already hid in the bathroom.

Even though Wen Qing didn't know exactly what happened, but looking at the bottle of safflower oil, he roughly guessed:

"Thank you, I'm sorry to bother you to send safflower oil."

"Don't be so polite, Xiaoai and I have worked together." Xie Huaisheng smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "I thought our store was bad enough, but I didn't expect it to be more serious here. I just came here When you are not here, you should be busy with a lot of things, right?"

Wen Qing nodded, "It's not bad, it's almost done now. How about you?"

"We're fine, we've been assigned a chef, and he's gone to buy the ingredients, but we need to clean up the hygiene of the store. It's much easier than you."

He looked inside and asked, "Where's Xiao Ai? I don't know if his knee is better. When I came here earlier, it felt quite serious, and he kept breathing."

"He." There was a little helplessness in Wen Qing's words. Ai Changle probably won't come out of the bathroom in a short time. "He went to the bathroom. Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

Ai Changle is not here, and Xie Huaisheng does not want to have too many negotiations with Wen Qing.Every time he said a word, there would be a voice in his heart—the person in front of him was the boyfriend of his beloved.

He counseled himself countless times, but he could only lighten his liking temporarily and not show it in front of others.But it was very difficult for him to get along with Wen Qing as if nothing had happened.

"I won't go in. The chef should be back. We need to discuss the opening."

He put the safflower oil on the table and waved away.

Wen Qing was sitting at the table in the open air, with his back leaning on the chair, one arm resting on the back of the backrest, forming an elegant but deep angle with his body, looking at the bottle of safflower oil in thought.

After a while, he got up, walked to the bathroom with the medicine bottle in his hand, and stopped at the door.

"Knock knock."

Knocked twice on the door.

Ai Changle immediately pretended that nothing happened, "Brother Qing, do you want to go to the bathroom? I'll be right away!"

The tone is brisk and innocent.

Wen Qing didn't have time to go through these detours with him, so she said her intentions straightforwardly: "Come out and let me see, is it serious?"

The voice was very low, not angry, not complaining, just like every time Ai Changle hurt himself, soft and caring.

The person lingering in front of the mirror paused - Wen Qing didn't care about him, but made him feel a little bit guilty.

pat.

The door opens from the inside.Ai Changle tucked his chin, raised his eyes and looked at Wen Qing, timidly, afraid of being angry.

Bumps and bumps are inevitable, not to mention that he is a big man, a little injury on his body is not harmful, he will be fine in two days.But after he said he was fine, Xie Huai's voice on the back came over to deliver safflower oil in a serious manner, which was a bit subtle.

Wen Qing pulled him to sit on the bench, rolled up his trouser legs little by little, exposing his blue and red knees.The one on the left is slightly better, the knee on the right hits the ground first, and the color is much darker.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Wen Qing asked him to put his leg across his lap, put his hands on it, and looked at him quietly.

Ai Changle kept staring at his knees, trying to avoid Wen Qing's eyes, "I don't think it's serious. Besides, the pain from the fall just now is much better now."

This reason is obviously very decent, but he still felt guilty for no reason when he received Wen Qing's distressed look.

"Ugh."

Wen Qing sighed softly, only Ai Changle could hear it.He unscrewed the cap of the safflower oil, poured some into the palm of his hand, rubbed it and waited for the liquid to heat up.

"Brother Qing." Ai Changle's voice was the same as before, as thin as a mosquito.

He pinched Wen Qing's cuff with his index finger and thumb, and finally raised his head to look Wen Qing squarely.

"Take it easy, I'm afraid of pain."

His eyes were wet, his brows were slightly frowned, worried that Wen Qing would be angry and wanted to speak but didn't know how to speak, who wouldn't feel soft-hearted after seeing this?

Wen Qing pretended to be cruel, "Next time you lie to me, I will be more serious."

"Oh!" Ai Changle gasped in fright.

Wen Qing's cruelty never lasted more than a minute. After the safflower oil in his palm warmed up, he coaxed him to lower his voice:

"Okay, take it easy this time."