Tears

Lu Aizhen came inexplicably, and then left inexplicably, it seemed that he was just here to inform him, and to have a meal.

What kind of meal, Gu Jiang felt that he was putting gold on his face, it was obviously just a bowl of noodles, or Yangchun noodles.Lu Aizhen stayed with him all afternoon and did nothing but look at pictures with him.

Gu Jiang was a little uncomfortable at first, but soon got used to it.Anyway, Lu Aizhen neither talked nor wanted him to accompany them, they sat on one side and did their own things.Gu Jiang slowly immersed himself in the painting he was looking at, and the air seemed to stop flowing.

Lu Aizhen held the mobile phone and seemed to be dealing with work, but in fact he did nothing.Seeing that Gu Jiang was getting distracted, he simply put down his phone and focused on observing Gu Jiang.

Gu Jiang's side profile is very beautiful, with high browbones, straight nose bridge, slightly protruding chin, and a plump mouth perfectly falling on the straight line formed by the tip of the nose and chin.

Serious men are the most handsome, Lu Aizhen inexplicably thought of this sentence, it makes sense.He was suddenly a little dissatisfied, and wanted to see Gu Jiang Huahua's appearance.

It's a pity that the handsome guy next to him didn't take more than three seconds. Not long after, Lu Aizhen noticed that Gu Jiang was getting softer and softer, and finally fell asleep on the sofa.Gu Jiang was very well-behaved when he was asleep, a big man in his 180s curled up in a corner of the narrow loveseat sofa.He seemed to be sleeping comfortably, breathing evenly and deeply, like a breeze passing over a calm sea.

Lu Aizhen looked at it for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back and moved Gu Jiang to his lap.He purposely put his hands and feet lightly, for fear of waking Gu Jiang up, but he was too worried, Gu Jiang slept soundly, and after being tormented by him, he still fell asleep.

Didn't sleep well?Lu Aizhen gently wiped the bruises under Gu Jiang's eyes, the scars at the end of the eyes have long since healed, even if you look closely, you can't see anything.But when you touch it with your fingertips, you can feel some bulge slightly, which is very weak, and you will miss it if you don't pay attention.

Gu Jiang was originally lying on his back, but the loveseat was too small, and another Lu Aizhen was sitting on it. His two long legs, which had no place to rest, could only be hung on the armrests, hanging down.After sleeping for a while, maybe because of discomfort, Gu Jiang wriggled like a caterpillar.He was twisted on his side, his legs curled up into a ball.

It was okay at first, Gu Jiang was lying on the outside, Lu Aizhen still had the strength to look at his back in a daze.He was wearing a loose home T-shirt, and when he lay down, the thin material stuck to his body, and he could see the obvious bulge, arched into an arc.

After a while, the caterpillar began to squirm again and turned over.As a result, his legs were bent inside, occupying most of the space of the sofa, and half of his ass was hanging in the air, so that Lu Aizhen had to reach out and hook his waist to prevent him from falling.

But in this way, Lu Aizhen had to lean forward, and Gu Jiang's breath hit his lower abdomen.Lu Aizhen was glad that he took off his suit first when he came in, but he still had to unbutton his collar.

Gu Jiang slept until it was dark before waking up, and felt that it was not the same as sleeping in the usual way.

"Wake up and still not get up?"

Lu Aizhen's voice with a smile came from above his head, Gu Jiang opened his eyes and stared at it for a long time before he understood the situation.He subconsciously wiped his mouth to see if there was any drooling on the gold master's father.

"What time is it? How long have I been asleep?"

"It's almost 7 o'clock," Lu Aizhen looked at his watch, "I'm starving to death, let's eat."

"Okay," Gu Jiang sat up happily, "If you want to eat, I invite you."

"It's too expensive." Gu Jiang thought for a while, and added another sentence.

"Why are you so money-hungry?" Lu Aizhen deliberately pulled Gu Jiang to prevent him from getting dizzy too soon. "One hundred thousand a month is still so picky?"

Gu Jiang may also feel a little embarrassed, but when he thinks about the places where Lu Aizhen usually takes him to eat, he still doesn't have the courage to speak boldly. "Then tell me what you want to eat first, and I'll think about it."

Lu Aizhen was almost laughed at by him, but luckily he didn't intend to cheat.

Lu Aizhen, "Your legs are numb from sleeping, and I can't stand up."

Gu Jiang: "Then leave after you recover?"

Lu Aizhen: "No, I'm starving to death."

Gu Jiang: "...What should I do then?"

Lu Aizhen "Do it for me."

Gu Jiang thought about it carefully, and was a little embarrassed, "It's okay to do it, but you have to go shopping first, can you wait?"

Lu Aizhen was speechless, if he said he could, wouldn't what he said just now be a slap in the face?

"You don't have anything to eat at home?" Lu Aizhen was furious, as if cracks appeared on the iceberg on his face.

"I seldom fire," Gu Jiang shook his head sincerely, and then thought about it seriously, "There should be some dried noodles, why don't I serve you a bowl of Yangchun noodles? Would it be too shabby?"

"What are Yangchun noodles?" Lu Aizhen really didn't know. His family's ancestral home was from Guangdong. When he was very young, his family moved to Hong Kong, and later went to England.He misses all kinds of wonton noodles, beef brisket noodles, fish ball noodles on the streets of Hong Kong... But, Yangchun noodles?

Gu Jiang was a little embarrassed, how to describe Yangchun Noodles?

"Emmm...it's glossy." He could only do his best, "Sprinkle some shallots."

Lu Aizhen was speechless, "...Then why is it called Yangchun noodles?"

Gu Jiang rolled her eyes in her heart, "Are you a curious baby today? It's called that in Shanghai, how do I know why?"

He ran into the kitchen with his slippers on, squatted in front of the cupboard and rummaged through it, and sure enough, he found a package of dried noodles, which was unopened.He recalled when he bought it, but found that he couldn't remember it, so he looked for the production date with a guilty conscience.If you don't look for it, you don't know. If you look for it, you will be shocked.

expired……………

what to do?Gu Jiang secretly glanced at the living room, but Lu Aizhen didn't look at him.He fell into a battle between heaven and man, and he should be fine after a month and a half.Gu Jiang tore open the package, smelled it, and there seemed to be no peculiar smell.There are no worms, so there should be no accidents.He decided to forget about the date of manufacture, anyway, he has eaten a lot of expired food, has it never been a problem?

Put the water on, turn on the fire, just wait for the water to boil for the time being.Gu Jiang looked at the water in the pot. He still had confidence in his cooking skills. After all, since he was a child... Gu Jiang shook his head violently.

Ah, shallots.Gu Jiang suddenly snorted, there are no green onions at home.But you can't let it go, if you don't let it go, won't it become really smooth...

Gu Jiang trotted to open the door, "I'll be right back," he said to Lu Aizhen.Sure enough, within a minute, Gu Jiang came back, holding two or three shallots in his hand. They were green, some were long and some were short, and they were not for sale.

Fortunately, Grandma Wang has been planting onions at the door, Gu Jiang snickered.

The water bubbles gurgled and rolled, Gu Jiang guessed and threw a handful of noodles into it.He found another pot, cleaned it, and boiled the water again.

Salt, monosodium glutamate, a little oil, and boiled water are poured in. Gu Jiang stirs it up with chopsticks, and then touches it on his tongue, smacking it, it tastes okay.When the noodles were ready, Gu Jiang picked up the noodles, drained the water, and moved them into a bowl.Left, right, left, fold in three to arrange the noodles, pour some sesame oil, and sprinkle with chopped green onion.

Gu Jiang stood up, looked left and right, still a little dissatisfied.It was so light...he decided to add a poached egg.

Turn on the fire, pour the oil, and crack the eggs.I haven't done it for a long time, and I'm unfamiliar with it. The first egg was honorably sacrificed.Fortunately, after the first practice, the second egg was very successful, round and round, and you can see the yellowish in the middle.

"I'll give you the good ones, and I'll give you the bad ones." Gu Jiang said to himself, carefully putting the poached eggs on the surface.

perfect.

"dinner time."

Gu Jiang asked Lu Aizhen to eat, and when he turned around, he met Lu Aizhen's eyes.Lu Aizhen has been taking care of Jiang for some time.He watched the white smoke rising from the cold kitchen and heard the sound of boiling water. Gu Jiang's hands were so beautiful when he cut the scallions, and his legs stretched straight when he bent over to taste the scallions.

But nothing can compare to looking back now, only the light on the hood was turned on in the kitchen, warm yellow, and the steam of boiling water dimmed Gu Jiang's eyebrows and eyes.At this moment, Gu Jiang was full of fireworks, but Lu Aizhen saw a vividness that he had never seen before.

It had been a long time since he had seen someone cooking in the kitchen at home. At home in England, the kitchen was the domain of chefs, and they hardly set foot in it.Elsewhere, he couldn't even remember the last time he ate at home.Thinking about it further, his mother rarely cooks in Hong Kong. In the kitchen of the old house in Guangdong, the busy figure wearing an apron seems as far away as the last century.

Lu Aizhen likes the Gu Jiang she saw at first sight, alienated and peerless, but she can't stop seeing this flesh and blood Gu Jiang who surrounds her with a sense of life.

Yangchun noodles.

When Gu Jiang brought the noodles to Lu Aizhen, Lu Aizhen felt that the noodles really lived up to the name.Such a bowl of noodles is only worthy of the word "Yangchun".

Gu Jiang turned around to carry his own bowl, perhaps because the kitchen was too hot, his back was wet a big piece, sticking to his back, and when he walked, the swing of his clothes outlined the concave arc of his waist.

The clothes are wet with apricot blossom rain, and the face is not cold with willow wind.

Gu Jiang never expected that a simple bowl of noodles could make his benefactor father eat so happily.After thinking about it, it can only be attributed to the fact that rich people are tired of eating shark fin and abalone, and they always want to change their taste occasionally.Didn’t the grandmas in Jia’s house in Dream of Red Mansions ask Grandma Liu for vegetables and fruits freshly picked from the field?

Gu Jiang felt that his analysis was very reasonable, so when he went to the supermarket after a long absence in the next few days, besides beer and drinks, he took several kinds of noodles and threw them into the cart for the first time.When he got home and sorted out his things, he belatedly worried about a lot of faces.

Don't know when the gold master's father will come next time, even if he comes, he can't make people eat smooth noodles every time.People give [-] a month, can't they eat something good?

It seemed that it was an expired fate again, Gu Jiang sighed, and stuffed a large bag of noodles into the back of the cupboard without seeing or worrying.

The last can of beer was also put away securely, Gu Jiang washed the handles, checked that the time was almost up, picked up his backpack and prepared to go out.As soon as he walked to the door, the phone in his pants pocket vibrated.

Now Gu Jiang is very sensitive to mobile phones, after all, he promised the gold master's father to answer in seconds.He didn't see who it was, and he had already pressed the call button.

"Brother Jiang?"

It was Luo Zi. Gu Jiang rubbed the back of his head with some headaches. He set aside a lot of time to plan to leave early, but unexpectedly, Luo Zi called to remind him. It seemed that it was the aftereffect of the last time he opened the skylight.Gu Jiang decided to take a good look at his image.

"Luozi, I've already left the house, and I'll be there in about half an hour. The sketches are also prepared, don't worry, I won't embarrass you."

Luo Zi on the opposite side didn't speak for a while, Gu Jiang thought the signal was not good, and fed him several times before hearing Luo Zi's voice again.

"Also... don't be in such a hurry. If you want something, you can change it for another day."

"I'm fine." Gu Jiang was baffled, the last time the skylight was opened, Luo Zigui cried and howled for several days, saying that Zang Luo's signboard was smashed by him, what happened today?Deliberately speaking ironically to hurt him?Gu Jiang was about to fight back, but he thought it was his own fault, so he endured it.

"It's already out as I said, just wait, it will be here soon."

"Where's Luo Zi?"

Gu Jiang put the helmet on the table where the little girl was received at the door. Every time he came here before, he was either playing with his mobile phone or doing nails for the little girl. It was rare for him to sit behind the front desk in a serious manner today.

She pointed to the inside, Gu Jiang looked back, she pointed to the innermost independent operation room.What Zang Luo rented was the facade on the first floor in the alley outside Tianzifang, separated into three rooms and one living room.There are four operating positions in the hall, and the general small tattoos and those who come with companions are all done outside.The three rooms are all made into independent operation rooms, and the private parts, or those that take a long time, are all done inside.

"Are the guests here?"

The little girl nodded.

Gu Jiang always felt that the little girl was acting weird today, but the guests had already arrived, so he didn't have time to think about it.In the living room, there were two consoles under construction, one on the left and the other on the right, and the buzzing sound made Gu Jiang's scalp tingle.He walked through the middle, and casually raised his finger with the tattoo artist as a greeting.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the two tattoo masters seemed to be looking up at him, but Gu Jiang didn't want to stay in the voice for a second. He walked to the innermost part, knocked on the door, and opened the door without waiting for a response from inside.

The door slowly opened, Gu Jiang stepped in, and there seemed to be Luo Zi standing beside the door.The lights inside were not turned on, and a person could be vaguely seen on the recliner.Gu Jiang suddenly figured out what was wrong with the little girl at the door.

She is usually chattery, and she always gets a headache every time she comes here, but today, since Gu Jiang came in, she hasn't said a word.

It seems that he is... afraid.

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