a mistake

The winter in Youcheng is very long, and there is no spring in sight.

The annual meeting, which was in full swing, was held on the day before the Spring Festival holiday. Not only did the employees perform, Zhou Zhixing also invited a well-known girl group, which made the programmers in the audience scream wildly.

After the holiday, Fang Nancuo did not return to Qing'an as usual.It turned out that there were no people in the bustling supermarket. Fang Nancuo didn't pay much attention to food, and only bought a lot of frozen food.He tidied up the house a bit and prepared to celebrate the New Year as usual.

On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, Fang Nancuo suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"me."

Fang Nan heard Cheng Jingming's voice by mistake, and the hand that was about to open the door stopped instantly: "You go."

"If you don't open the door, I'll sit at the door." Cheng Jingming's voice was loud.

Fang Nan had no choice but to open the door: "Is there something wrong?"

Cheng Jingming carried a few large bags of plastic bags and walked in directly: "I'm exhausted."

"what is this?"

"I'll celebrate the New Year with you."

Fang Nancuo sighed lightly: "Aren't you going home?"

"My dad went to America. I took a lot of ingredients..."

While talking, Cheng Jingming opened the refrigerator familiarly, and there were only a few cartons of milk in it: "Are you going to start self-abuse mode and rely on bigu to survive?"

"Can't you celebrate the New Year by yourself?"

"I gave the nanny, the driver and the assistant a holiday." Cheng Jingming stuffed all the food in the bag into the refrigerator.

Fang Nan lowered his head by mistake, not knowing what to say.

Cheng Jingming took off his coat and picked up the couplets: "I'm going to post the couplets, you can cook. Why don't you even post a couplet?"

Fang Nan nodded wrongly and began to process the ingredients.Outside the door, Cheng Jingming was gesticulating with tape in his mouth and Spring Festival couplets in his hand.Fang Nan thought wrongly, the feeling of home is nothing more than this.Fang Nancuo had forgotten what it was like to post Spring Festival couplets and cook New Year's Eve dinner.

After putting up the couplets, Cheng Jingming went into the house to help Fang Nan wash the vegetables. He sat at the dining table picking beans and said, "Xiao Fang, do you remember last year? I was quite an asshole then."

Fang Nan shook his head wrongly: "I'm used to it."

"You can also get used to this? I used to be a nanny to cook a table of dishes or go abroad for fun during the Chinese New Year. This year is the first time I feel at home. At my age, I suddenly want to feel at home. I don’t know if you are Isn't it the same as I thought?"

"Do you eat spicy food? I'm going to make boiled beef."

Cheng Jingming nodded hastily: "I will eat whatever you want."

Fang Nancuo cut the beef into thin slices and skillfully marinated it with water starch.

Cheng Jingming looked at Fang Nancuo, and couldn't help feeling proud. Letting Fang Nancuo go to a private kitchen class was one of the best decisions he had ever made in his life.He regretted that he didn't know how to do anything, and he really hated the time spent on cooking.

He was busy until 8:[-] in the evening, when Fang Nancuo brought out the prepared dishes, including boiled beef, sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried broccoli and ground three delicacies.The standard party was broadcast on TV, and Cheng Jingming sat on the floor of the living room as usual. As soon as he saw the sweet and sour pork ribs, he felt that it was too wise for him to come today. Fang Nancuo's attitude was obviously softened.He happily ate and said, "This sweet and sour pork ribs is our love dish. Do you still remember that you ate my sweet and sour pork ribs in Xiangcheng?"

Seeing that Fang Nan lowered his head and remained silent, he flattered him and said, "Otherwise, I'll cook for you tomorrow."

"Are you coming back tomorrow?" Fang Nancuo was a little embarrassed.

"No one cares about me during the Spring Festival. Aren't you boring yourself? I promise I won't touch you." Cheng Jingming continued to test Fang Nancuo, "We are like a couple now, you don't want to be with me at all. settle down?"

Fang Nancuo didn't speak. This was a text message he received on his mobile phone. It was a small video of setting off firecrackers with his parents taken by Jiang Li.

Hearing the laughter on the phone, Cheng Jingming couldn't help but leaned over to take a look. Seeing that it was Jiang Li's, he bowed his head a little guilty to eat, and didn't dare to say anything.He couldn't imagine what it would be like if he was kicked out by Fang Nan on New Year's Eve.

Fang Nancuo picked up the phone and handed it to him, pointed to the screen and said, "Look, this is my uncle's old house. The place where I lived when I was young."

Cheng Jingming looked at the phone carefully: "Why is this house so dark?"

"My uncle's family has moved away."

"That's it." Cheng Jingming knew that Fang Nancuo had an unpleasant childhood experience, so he changed the subject.

After twelve o'clock in the evening, Fang Nancuo asked with some embarrassment: "Should you go back?"

"I'll just live here. It's not safe for me to go back at night."

"Then go to the bedroom." Fang Nancuo did not forcefully refuse Cheng Jingming's overnight stay.

"I promise I won't touch you. Just this little sofa. If you sleep all night, your waist will be broken tomorrow." Cheng Jingming said cheekily.He took Fang Nancuo's arm, and went upstairs while talking: "I won't move you, why are you so shy?"

He entered the bedroom, looked at the 1.5-meter double bed, and was a little embarrassed: "This bed is indeed a bit small."

Fang Nan turned around by mistake and prepared to open the cabinet to get the quilt and go to sleep on the first floor.

Cheng Jingming blocked the cabinet door with his body: "It's okay, we both stayed in your rented house before, I just want to talk to you at night."

Fang Nancuo didn't speak, the two were lying on the bed, Cheng Jingming wanted to reach out to pull Fang Nancuo a few times, he sighed secretly, if it was before, he would have rolled over and pinned him down.

"Thank you." Fang Nancuo said in a low voice, "I am very happy today."

Cheng Jingming was stunned for a while, then said softly: "Just don't blame me. I really reflected on myself. Before, I always thought that I could control everything if I had money, but now I realize that I can't buy your feelings and love." forgive."

"I..." Fang Nan hesitated for a while, "I have forgiven you a long time ago. It's just that sooner or later we will hurt even more when we are together."

Cheng Jingming thought for a while and asked, "Are you still looking for your father?"

"I won't look for it anymore. He gave me this name back then and left Qing'an again. He must have been very disappointed in me. He probably doesn't want to see me again in this life."

Cheng Jingming plucked up the courage to hold Fang Nancuo's hand, interlocking his fingers, which was the gentle way they used to like: "Don't think so, maybe he has some unavoidable difficulties."

Fang Nan was stunned for a while, then murmured: "When I was very young, I was very envious of other people having fathers. That's why I made every effort to come to Youcheng. After all these years, I'm already tired and I don't want to look for him anymore. .It’s okay. I’ve made a mistake all my life? For example, I want to come to Youcheng if I insist on going my own way, like sleeping with you, like a lot.”

"I don't think you're making a mistake."

"However, my birth made my parents resent each other even more, and my appearance has also made you so painful now."

Cheng Jingming said seriously: "I don't feel pain. All of this is my willingness."

Fang Nancuo pursed his lips: "Let's have a happy New Year's Eve talk. How is your art gallery?"

"The renovation is almost done, and it is estimated that it will open by the end of March this year."

"Great, you are finally about to realize your dream."

"Xiao Fang, I hope you can realize all your dreams too."

During the Spring Festival, the two cook together and watch TV together.Cheng Jingming is very satisfied now, at least Fang Nancuo is no longer indifferent to him, at least he is by his side.