All furniture and dead things fall in love with me [Rebirth]

"Why?" The general was puzzled.

"Guess." Song Rui crossed his arms.

"I can't guess." The general is slow in this regard.

Song Rui shook his head, "Come and pick me up at eight o'clock tomorrow night. Remember to bring a bowl of soup. No tofu, no chili, no coriander and green onions, you can add some enoki mushrooms, smash the tofu brain and egg white and add it, remember? "

Bai Wuze nodded, "I remember."

"Then send me back." Song Rui looked at the sky, "It's already so late."

"Hmm." The general was in a heavy heart, and he didn't say a word on the way back. He tentatively asked halfway, "It's because I didn't do well, are you angry?"

"No." Song Rui's tone was normal, and he didn't look angry.

Why?Always feel weird.

The general is the worst at this kind of thing, and he doesn't know what to do if he wants to save it, so he can only observe quietly.

When I came here, I took a taxi, and when I went back, I naturally did the same. The place where Song Rui lived was also in the city center. It was a long time away from here, and he arrived soon.

"I had a great time today, thank you General." Song Rui said politely.

"Really?" The general thought thoughtfully.

"Yes." Song Rui smiled, "General, don't think too much, I'm going up, and you should go back earlier."

"Hmm." The general watched him leave quietly with his coat hanging on his hand.

Song Rui had just taken two steps when a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Song Rui!"

"What?" Song Rui turned around.

The general was right behind him, so close, so close that you could see his eyelashes quivering.

"What's wrong?" Song Rui looked at him suspiciously.

The general seemed to have made up his mind, and suddenly bowed his head and kissed him, and he was self-taught, covering his eyes with one hand and wrapping his waist with the other, with a smooth posture.

"Huh?" Song Rui was taken aback, his pupils dilated suddenly, and then retracted to normal after a while, and even narrowed his eyes, gradually immersed.

I don't know how long it took, maybe both of them forgot to start breathing, the general finally stopped, but he still covered his eyes, breathing heavily.

Song Rui didn't speak, and didn't interrupt, and when the palm left, the general was gone.

It's fast.

Although I didn't see it, I can guess that the general's face must be very red now, like an apple, so I don't want him to see it.

Pity!

Song Rui shook his head and took the elevator upstairs. His house was at No. [-] on the eighth floor, right in the third room of the elevator. There was a family of three next door. It was very lively every day, only his room was empty.

What was more surprising was that there was light in the room today, and the door lock showed no signs of being damaged. It is likely that Song Chen came back.

Song Rui searched everywhere after entering the house, but there were no living rooms, nor Song Chen's bedroom, and finally found him in his own room.

Song Chen was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, the quilt covering his chest, his head sunk into the pillow, he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Song Rui's heart softened. Although his little brother did cause him a lot of trouble, it was more motivated because he wanted to hold an umbrella for him like his parents and protect him from the wind and rain, so he kept working hard, working hard. , and finally became like this.

The men at work are the most handsome. Song Chen has changed a lot during this time, and his temperament is much more pleasing to the eye than before.

Song Rui gently covered him with the quilt, and then sat on the edge of the bed to read the materials.

Song Chen was probably afraid that he would not be able to finish it, so he brought back all the materials from the company, about three or five copies.

Recently, the scope of the city has begun to expand. The country wants to introduce merchants to the fringe areas to station, vigorously develop the rural market, and the land is sold cheaply.

Song Chen seems to have taken a fancy to the three pieces of land and wants to build a large clothing city there. The idea is good, but there are aborigines in the vicinity, and their clothes are seriously inconsistent with them. Opening a large clothing city will definitely be a loss. How about opening a supermarket, daily necessities, no matter who needs them.

Of course, Song Rui just took a look and didn't intend to intervene. Since the group gave Song Chen, let him torment. Only when one suffers can one learn a lesson. The road told by others is not as good as he walked out under his own feet.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, the moonlight was thick.

Under Song Rui's window, a figure suddenly jumped down, fell from the eighth floor, and landed safely.

The general put on a windbreaker and a mask, and walked along the side of the road without calling anyone to pick him up. He just walked back leisurely.

Unlike Song Rui, the general has three generations living under the same roof, and the relationship is harmonious. He is currently living with his family, and the old people like to be clean, so his home is still some distance from the city center, and it took more than an hour to get home.

Today is his big day. Dad sat in the living room, waiting for him for a long time.

Also waiting for him was the butler, "The young master is back."

The little dad stood up immediately, and ran over with a few kicks, "Wu Ze is back."

"En." Bai Wuze tore off the mask, and handed it to the housekeeper together with the windbreaker that he had taken off. The housekeeper took it and hung it on the wall.

His little dad was worried about his lifelong event, and looked at him nervously, "How about a date?"

Bai Wuze lowered his eyes, went to the drinking fountain and poured a glass of warm water, "I was robbed."

"..."

The little dad looked at him bitterly, "Did you get hurt? How did it treat you?"

Bai Wuze glanced at him and didn't say anything. He is the kind of poor guy who doesn't talk much. Even in front of his family, he won't change. Only in front of Song Rui will he be a little different.

He put the glass down and walked into the bathroom as he undressed, shutting his little dad out.

"You kid." His little dad didn't give up, and knocked on the door again, "What's the matter?"

"What did you say?" Bai Wuze turned on the hot water to the maximum, and there was a constant clacking sound, covering his little dad's voice, "I can't hear you."

His little dad had no choice but to give up, and sneaked to the garden without telling him, took out his optical brain and contacted Song Rui.

Song Rui was cooking, and was taken aback when he received the call, and quickly pressed the answer button. As soon as the call was connected, Xu Run's voice rang impatiently, "Hello, is this Xiao Rui? I'm Xu Run, Wu Ze's little dad."

"It's me." Song Rui smiled, "Uncle, what do you want me to do?"

Bai Wuze and his youngest father, Song Rui, met him a few times when he was in high school. He was quite easy-going, without any airs.

"It's okay, I just wanted to ask if you guys had a good time today?" He was also smart, he couldn't get information from his son, so he could only get information from Song Rui.

"Very good, Wuze is very considerate." Song Rui was trying to handle live fish, and he was wearing a full set of equipment, which was rather indecent, so the holographic projection only cut to the chest.

It's rare for Song Chen to come back, and he's going to get married soon, so he can't do without learning some skills. Of course, the most important thing is that he is too picky, and the food industry can no longer tolerate him.

"Really?" Called Wu Ze, it seems that the relationship is really good, "I thought he screwed up again."

"Again?" Song Rui stopped scraping his scales.

"Yeah." Xu Run seemed to regard him as one of his own, and he didn't shy away from speaking, "This guy messed up four or five kisses a year ago. He said he was too cold, he couldn't talk, and there was another The female said that he didn't even want to buy a bottle of mineral water, so he was pickled to death, what do you think this is?"

Pfft, Song Rui smiled unkindly, "Don't worry, Uncle, Wuze is fine, it's because they have no vision."

"Really?" Xu Run's expression was pleasantly surprised, "So Xiao Rui has taken a fancy to our family?"

"Uncle, don't talk nonsense, it's just a good impression." Song Rui continued to fight with the fish. He didn't expect that he would have a successful career outside, but he couldn't even handle a fish inside.

Even the gills of the fish had been ripped open, but the fish was still alive, jumping and jumping, splashing fish scales all over his body.

Xu Run smiled even happier, "It doesn't matter, anyway, sooner or later, we will be the ones who have nothing to do."

The half-arm-long fish was quite vigorous, flicked and flicked the water stains onto his glasses, Song Rui's eyes darkened, and things were blurred.

"Huh?" Xu Run looked at him in surprise from the other end, "Xiao Rui, what are you doing?"

He could only see Song Rui wearing an apron, but he couldn't see him killing fish.

"Cooking." Song Rui replied as a matter of course.

"Do you know how to cook?" Which of the current females is not spoiled, let alone cooking, it is already very good that they are not too lazy to wear clothes and call them robots.

"A little bit." Song Rui was a little guilty. He had no foundation or talent, and for the first time he didn't choose something simple, such as making a soup.

The main reason is that the cookbook says that the method of steaming fish is the easiest. Just clean the fish and steam it in a pot. I didn’t expect it to look so simple, but it is so troublesome to handle.

Uncle looked at him in surprise, "It just so happens that Wuze can also cook, so you have something to talk about."

"Wuze can also cook?" Song Rui was taken aback for a moment, so he is not as good as Bai Wuze?Unable to learn how to cook.

Speaking of which, Song Chen bought all the materials, and he probably planned to do it himself, but unfortunately fell asleep halfway, Song Rui didn't want to make him too tired, so he tossed and tossed by himself, half of the materials had been wasted by him, and there was no result.

It seems that it is not the material.

Books generally only include how to cook, without the process of cleaning, and there is no explanation why the fish is scaled, the stomach is cleaned, and even the gills are cleaned, can it still live?

This is not normal!

Song Rui had no choice but to ask Bai Wuze for help after hanging up the phone.

"I ask you a question."

"What?" Bai Wuze took a towel and covered his head just after taking a shower.

"What if the fish jumped out of the pot?"

"..."