Lemon Lightning

In the end, the three of us watched the New Year's Eve party at night. The takeaway was ordered for dinner, and the portions were a bit small. Before 10:30, Zhong Jing's stomach gurgled, and the two boys on the other side of the sofa looked at him at the same time. , being stared at by the two young men, he was really shameless as an adult, so he slapped his face swollen and pretended to be fat and said: "Have some supper, I will cook noodles for you?"

An Ning: "I'll go, Teacher Zhong!"

Zhong Jing was very emotional, and when he met An Ning, he respectfully called him "Mr. Zhong" because he taught Qin Weihang rock climbing, but the boy he taught never called him "Teacher". Hearing his roommate call this for a while, he still looked very indifferent.

Qin Weihang's eyes met his, and that look seemed to mean "he can call me for me".

Alas, it's not unreasonable for An Ning to be likable, Zhong Jing thought, if she was a girl, she would be a good match for Qin Weihang, it's a pity.

Qin Weihang turned to An Ning and asked, "Do you know how to cook noodles?"

An Ning nodded, with a "of course" expression on her face.

Qin Weihang said, "It's not cooking instant noodles."

An Ning blinked: "Boiled noodles."

Qin Weihang didn't speak any more.

Zhong Jing couldn't help but laugh, Qin Weihang himself didn't work hard and couldn't distinguish five grains, so he thought that other Xueba was the same as him.Disgrace yourself, handsome man.

Zhong Jing originally thought that the visitor was a guest, and it was not good to work for others, but it was really not good for him. He only mixed noodles with old godmother, and Qin Weihang didn't care what kind of noodles he ate. Qin Weihang once visited him in high school. At home, he cooked noodles for Qin Weihang, but he forgot to add salt, and when he remembered and walked out of the kitchen, Qin Weihang was already sitting on the sofa playing a mobile game, and he dried up all the noodles on the table.Holding the noodle bowl, he asked Qin Weihang in surprise, "Don't you think the taste is wrong?" Qin Weihang played with his phone and said, "It's a bit weaker."

Thinking of this, Zhong Jing didn't intend to be polite anymore: "That's fine, you can use the ingredients in the kitchen as you like, and if you can't find anything, just ask him."

Xueba went to the kitchen, tinkling to take a bowl, peeling garlic, Qin Weihang was still sitting here watching the girl group dance, Zhong Jing frowned and urged him: "Why are you still sitting here? Go help others."

Qin Weihang stood up with a heavy breath, and casually said "I'm not hungry" when he left.

An Ning was looking for soy sauce, when he heard the sound of "click" opening the cabinet door above his head, Qin Weihang stood behind him, raised his hand and took two bottles of oil from the cabinet above his head, lowered his head and asked him, "Which one do you want?"

An Ning leaned over to take a look, took the bottle in his right hand, turned to the stove again, and quietly moved aside, Qin Weihang put the remaining bottle back, An Ning felt that the body temperature that was close to him seemed to be stronger than the heat from the flames. The temperature is still hot, and my heart is pounding.

Then Qin Weihang leaned against the sink and asked after a long time, "Do you want me to help?"

An Ning lowered her head and said, "Bring three eggs over here."

Qin Weihang opened the refrigerator door and came back with three eggs in one hand. He didn't even know where to put the eggs. He raised his hand and wanted to put them in the noodle bowl, but the bowl was already filled with ingredients, so he almost didn't put it down. go.

As soon as An Ning turned around, he saw Qin Weihang holding three eggs in one hand, hanging blankly above the sink, so he reached out to pick them up, and Qin Weihang put the eggs in his two hands.

"Just tell me what you need." Qin Weihang said.

An Ning said that she needed a frying pan.

Qin Weihang behind him murmured "Frying pan..." and turned to look for it.An Ning found that Qin Weihang didn't know where everything was put. Anyway, no matter if it was seasoning or pots and pans, he searched from top to bottom. like.

Also... so cute, An Ning couldn't help but think so, and then saw Qin Weihang pull out the pan, as if he was still confirming whether it was a "pan", An Ning hurriedly said: "That's it!"

Qin Weihang, who was looking at the bottom of the pan with one hand, took the pan over, turned it over with one hand, and put it directly on the stove.

When An Ning was frying eggs, Qin Weihang was leaning on the side and watching. For the first time, he felt that he was not very useful, but he felt that watching this person fry eggs was more interesting than watching the New Year's Eve party, so he would rather stay here As a decoration.

Because Qin Weihang was watching him all the time, An Ning smartly told Qin Weihang the tricks of cooking. Qin Weihang was bored and said to himself that I don't want to know how to do it, but you can do it?

Qin Weihang didn't say a word. An Ning felt that he was getting carried away. It was just frying an egg and cooking noodles, and it wasn't braised pork.

As soon as he shut up, Qin Weihang looked up at him again, why didn't he say anything?Although your appearance as a teacher is a bit old-fashioned, I can still do it.

There wasn't much left of that handful of dried noodles, so An Ning put some more in the two bowls and less for herself.

The three of them ate noodles while watching the party. Zhong Jing ate two mouthfuls and found that the taste was very good. It didn't look like the noodles made by boys. Anyway, it was much better than his own old godmother noodles.

Qin Weihang ate his noodles in silence, without expressing his opinion, An Ning kept looking at him.

The gazes from around him poked him repeatedly, so Qin Weihang raised his head and glanced at An Ning.An Ning was dumbfounded by those eyes, and couldn't even ask "Do you think the taste is okay?", so she could only smile and bow her head.

I don't know if it's because my crush has a guilty conscience, but I always feel that Qin Weihang's eyes are like hooks, with the words "those who wish to take the bait" written on them.

***

It was past eleven o'clock when Zhong Jing couldn't keep his eyes open, so he went upstairs to sleep first, and let the two boys treat this place as their own home, whatever they wanted.Originally, I wanted to stay up late with the two young people for a new year, but time is not forgiving.The wheelchair slid towards the elevator, he pressed the elevator button, thought for a while, then turned around and called out in a low voice: "Qin Weihang."

Qin Weihang leaned on the sofa relaxedly, his upper body almost sank in the sofa, looked in his direction after hearing the sound, and then slowly stood up.

Zhong Jing saw him approaching, and thought that this kid would only lazily lie on the sofa like this when Mu Dan was not around. He respected that teacher's wife much more than he did for himself as a teacher.

Qin Weihang didn't ask him what he asked him to do, and pushed the wheelchair into the elevator. The wheelchair is actually electric, so you don't need to be pushed.After the elevator doors closed, Qin Weihang lowered his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhong Jing said: "You know which guest room it is. If you don't want to sleep with Xiao Ning, you can let him sleep in the guest room and you can sleep on the sofa by yourself."

Qin Weihang asked in confusion: "Why don't I want to sleep with him?"

Zhong Jing wondered: "Don't you like sharing a bed with others?"

When the elevator door opened, Qin Weihang froze for a moment before looking up, then pushed the wheelchair out, and said "Got it".

So it was because of this, he thought to himself, when Zhong Jing explained to him, he reflexively understood the subtext of that sentence as "If you hate sleeping with Xiao Ning", that's why he asked this question.

Of course, it is impossible to sleep on the same bed, it will be really crowded for him.

***

An Ning was watching the party on the sofa, and his eyelids were a little twitched while watching. Qin Weihang came down from the stairs at this time. He didn't take the elevator, but came down the stairs.Although he didn't walk very fast, An Ning still felt that he walked with wind when he walked over, probably because he was too tall.When Qin Weihang sat down, An Ning felt the sofa cushion sink and rustle, which lifted his spirits.

On the screen was Gu Sangni, the queen of singing and dancing. Without Zhong Jing leading them to gag together, the huge living room suddenly became much quieter. Qin Weihang picked up the remote control and turned down the volume, and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

An Ning straightened her back: "I'm not stuck, I'll wait for the finale!"

Qin Weihang put the remote control back to his side: "Who is the finale?"

An Ning said, "LOTUS, it happens every year."

Qin Weihang turned his head to look at him: "Then you really like LOTUS." I wouldn't stay up all night waiting for the finale just because of LOTUS.

An Ning smiled wryly: "It's really just that I like passers-by."

Maybe it's really just a crush on passers-by, Qin Weihang thought, because the people around him fell asleep on the sofa before LOTUS appeared.Qin Weihang leaned on the sofa, his eyes were no longer on the boring party. After An Ning's eyes had been closed for a while, he sat up gently, turned around and took the black down jacket that he took off behind him.He picked up the dress with one hand and put it on top of An Ning's body, but he didn't put it down for a long time.The shadow of the black down jacket was projected on An Ning, like the shadow of a dark cloud falling on the lake. He thought about it endlessly, feeling that the rain born from his body was about to fall on this person, drenching him completely.

He put down the coat in his hand, but he didn't want to think about it. As a result, the coat was piled up on An Ning's waist, and it couldn't be fully unfolded.

unnecessary.A trace of irritability rose in his heart, and then suddenly, the finale LOTUS came.He began to hesitate whether to wake An Ning up, because he was not sure whether the other party was a cash-strapped fan, or if he really liked a passer-by.If you are a fan, you definitely don't want to miss the live broadcast. If you like passers-by, maybe the dream will be even more rare.

Looking at the sleeping person in a daze, the verse has passed and the chorus is in a trance.

After the somewhat sad and gloomy verse, the chorus suddenly brightened. This chorus attracted him and made him look at the TV screen.

The stage of the New Year's Eve party is beautiful, shrouded in a melancholy blue starry sky. The cosmic lead singer of the Cosmic Sky Group is holding the microphone with both hands, raising his head and closing his eyes, singing with a voice like the night wind blowing wind chimes :

And?this?is?not?me

Not?like?I?used?to?be

Like?a?swing?in?the?sky?I'm?swinging

To?the?magic?beat

He is not a fan of LOTUS, but this chorus, and the star-like guitar behind the chorus, made him feel excited.The so-called heartbeat, as the name suggests, is the feeling that the heart is moving with the wind.

He looked at An Ning again, there was no point in waking her up again at this time, I don't know if he heard this song in his dream.

The black down jacket was still cramped on An Ning's waist. His clothes should be enough to cover An Ning's body, at least from his chest to his thighs.

In the ear, Ji Shi's voice is singing:

Isn't?it?a?mistake

Should? I? just? miss? it

I?met?a?hurted?butterfly?should?I

Protect?it?from?rain

Or?let?it?in

It's too beautiful, isn't it too foul for a rock band to sing such a song?Thinking about it, Qin Weihang finally stretched out his hand and pulled the stacked part of the coat away, patiently unfolded the sleeves, opened the skirt, and pulled the hem, until the clothes completely wrapped the sleeping man's arms, chest and chest just as he had imagined. , and a waist that looks very flexible.

The song progressed to a wonderful bridge, the guitar and bass were tumbling, like a dark cloud being pushed away, and with Ji Shi's resonant high-pitched voice, the Shining Milky Way poured down at that moment, and he could hear his heart pounding.He doesn't know if An Ning is a fan of LOTUS, he feels that he is about to become a fan.

Wish?it?is?love

I?wish?it?is?love

I?wish?it?is?love

I?wish?it?is?love

He leaned on the sofa, thinking with a surge of emotion, this is really a song that makes people want to fall in love.