Two pots of water

Tan Zui, who has inconvenient legs, cooked a table of dishes at home.

In the afternoon, when he walked to the supermarket, the shopping guide looked at him and didn't know whether he was touched or pityed, and followed him all the way to remind him to slow down.

He also told him sincerely that now he can also buy food online, and it will be delivered within an hour.

Tan Zui smiled at her and thanked her.

He knows that he can place an order online. Jiang Chu, who can't buy groceries once a month, is proficient in all the ways and skills of online shopping, and has taught him everything in the past few days.

He just wanted to go out for a walk.

He hadn't gone downstairs for a week, especially today's mood, which made him feel extremely suffocated.

Obviously these days he woke up during the day and Jiang Chu had already gone to work, so he made some food at home and waited for Jiang Chu to come back in the evening, but he didn't feel bad, just couldn't do it today.

He felt that time passed very slowly, and he was also very restless.

Because Jiang Chu was angry.

Maybe even more serious than angry.

Even though he and Jiang Chu didn't even meet eyes from last night until now, and Jiang Chu didn't get angry at him, it was precisely because Jiang Chu didn't show anything, Tan knew best that he must have a lump in his heart.

Otherwise, according to his usual way of getting along with Jiang Chu, if he was simply unhappy, Jiang Chu returned to his room from the bathroom last night and saw that he was no longer in the room, and would chase him over and ask him what he was doing just now.

Just like when he slammed the steak and asked "what are you hiding?", he was justified.

The more you avoid communication, the bigger the problem.

Tan is not afraid of anything else, if Jiang Chu wants to smack him a few more heads, it's a trivial matter, but he is afraid that Jiang Chu will keep avoiding him like last time.

At least nothing happened last time, this time it was indeed him who went too far, if Jiang Chu avoided him, or if he disgusted him, he couldn't even explain it.

Can't explain.

In the final analysis, it is playing hooligans at others, and it has nothing to do with sexual orientation.

Tan Zui fished out the chicken wings one by one from the basin and changed them into knives, he couldn't tell the truth.

He really wants to see Jiang Chu now, and he feels at ease that the two of them can still be under the same roof.

But I really didn't know what to say when I saw it, after much deliberation, let's cook a table of delicious food for Jiang Chu first.

These days, they were concerned about his legs, and the two of them ate less oil and less salt. That day, they heard Jiang Chu talking about wanting to eat Coca-Cola chicken wings.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, cola chicken wings and mutton soup, with a Songhua tofu, it is not difficult to make, but it takes time.

Tan Zui searched for all kinds of ingredients for cured meat for a long time. According to the recipes he found on the Internet, he tossed from the afternoon to six in the evening. Taking advantage of the time when Jiang Chu was about to get off work, he packed the dishes and brought them to the table.

Not bad.

They smell good and look good too.

Zhou Teng sat on the chair and stretched his neck to sniff, and called "ia" and "ia" at Tan Zui, who smiled and flicked its nose.

After all the tossing, he realized that his legs were a little swollen and painful. He had exercised too much today, and his legs were hanging all the time, with blood congested over his head.

He turned on the TV, leaned on the sofa with his legs crossed and looked at his phone for a while, Gao Xia took a photo of him eating in the cafeteria.

Gao Xia: look

Gao Xia: Aunts are amazing again, stir-fried Pleurotus eryngii with watermelon rind

Gao Xia: What a fucking talent, I’m afraid that if I eat it, I’ll see villains dancing

Qin Zui took a look, turned on the camera and raised his hand towards the dining table, zoomed in and took a picture.

Half a minute later, Gao Xia called him directly.

"Can you be a human being?" Gao Xia shouted when he came up, "I'm still eating watermelon rind here."

"Who asked you to order that dish." Tan most lazily pressed the remote control a few times.

"Aren't I curious? I have never tasted fried watermelon rind since I was a child." Gao Xia laughed, "Are you able to come to class tomorrow?"

Qin made a "hmm" sound.

"Come here quickly, I'm bored to death." Gao Xia said, "I even snatched Xiaopang's stool for you, and put it under your table so that you can stand up your legs."

"What about chubby?" Tan Zui asked with a smile.

"He can sit on one stool," Gao Xia chewed on the watermelon rind "creakingly". "One day he said that his butt is taking up two stools, how could it be like that."

After arguing with Gao Xia for a while, after hanging up the phone, Tan Zui saw that Jiang Chu had sent him a WeChat message.

The two of them rarely send WeChat messages recently, Tan Zui stays at home every day, and Jiang Chu usually calls directly for anything.

Click to take a look at the content posted by Jiang Chu, just six words: I will go back later

Tan Zui looked at the phone for a long time, rubbed his thumb up and down the edge of his hand for a long time, and replied "um".

Jiang Chu received Tan Zui's "hmm" before turning his phone to silent, locking the screen and stuffing it into his coat pocket.

"Eat?" Chen Linguo handed him a bucket of popcorn.

"Thank you." Jiang Chu squeezed two for Fang Zi, and Chen Linguo distributed them to Baoli who was next to him.

"Can you two make it?" Fang Zi sat on the other side of Jiang Chu and asked him softly with his ear.

Jiang Chu shook his head, lowered his voice and said softly no: "There is no shadow."

"No shadow, you still go to the movies with others," Fang Zi sneered, "I think there is shadow."

"I still watch movies with you, do I have a shadow with you?" Jiang Chu squinted at him from under the 3D glasses.

"It's easy to say," Fang Zi raised his eyebrows, "We'll join forces, and if you bring your brother over here, you'll have a son right away."

"Get out." Jiang Chu smiled.

Jiang Chu didn't see anything in the movie.

They rushed to Baoli, Chen Linguo, he and Fang Zi in a row, except for him, everyone was as happy as a duck, only Jiang Chu was absent-minded.

Seeing the family eating in the movie, his mind was full of what Tan Zui ate today.

I don't know what Tan Zui's mood is now.

Jiang Chu came out to watch this movie in order to have more time to think about how to face Tan Zui when he went back at night. As a result, after watching the movie, he still didn't think about anything.

After watching the movie, several people stopped by to eat dry pot.

Jiang Chu didn't sleep well last night, after a day of tossing around, he was sleepy when eating.

Fang Zi yelled and went to sing after dinner, but he quickly waved his hand and refused. Someone ordered egg waffles that tasted good, so he packed two for Tan Zui and took them away.

"Let's go?" Baoli didn't respond with a piece of celery between her arms, "I was thinking about sending Guoguo back later."

"I can't do it today, my brother is home alone with a broken leg." Jiang Chu glanced at Chen Linguo, "Why don't you wait..."

"No, no, no," Chen Linguo waved his hand, "Brother Chu's house and I were not on the same road."

"Okay, let's deliver it later, or let Fang Zi deliver it." Da Ben waved his chopsticks, "Let him go quickly, this is a father now."

"I'll send it off, you can go." Fang Zi also waved his hand, "Next time, don't join us in the game, you are only suitable to play with Lao Du now."

Jiang Chu didn't say anything else, and said goodbye first.

When he got home and was about to take out his keys, he pushed the door and found that the door was ajar, and it opened with a push, and it was unlocked.

"Qin Zui?" Jiang Chu changed his shoes and went in, and was stunned at the large table of dishes on the dining table.

Tan Zui wasn't in the room, so he went to knock on Tan Zui's door, but he wasn't in the room either.

What about people?

Looking around in the kitchen and bathroom again, Jiang Chu stared at Zhou Teng on the coffee table, and an inexplicable thought popped into his mind: Hide again?

The door is unlocked, where can a cripple in a plaster cast go?

He picked up his mobile phone and turned around to go out to call someone, but the number hadn't been dialed yet, and when he opened the door, Tan Zui was about to grab the doorknob with his crutches.

"Are you back?" Leng Buding met Jiang Chu's eyes, Tan Zui smiled and called him.

"Ah." Jiang Chu heaved a sigh of relief, and let him in sideways, "Why did you go?"

"Throw out the trash." Tan Zui strenuously hopped on one foot to change his shoes while propping up against the wall.

"You can leave the trash to me when you come back and throw it away." Jiang Chu gave him a hand.

"Anyway, there's nothing wrong." Tan Zui went to wash his hands, and brought out the still hot rice from the rice cooker, "Have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Chu paused as he was going to the bedroom to change clothes: "Haven't you eaten yet?"

Qin glanced at him the most, didn't say anything, sat down and put a piece of ribs in the bowl, and put the rice into his mouth in two or three mouthfuls.

Jiang Chu felt very uncomfortable all of a sudden.

"I thought I said come back later, you can eat first." He took off his coat and hung it on the back of the chair, and sat down at the dining table.

It's not that he deliberately didn't tell Tan Zui that he didn't have to wait for him to eat. He usually said that he would come back later, but Tan Zui didn't specifically wait.

He tried the plate with the back of his hand, and it was almost cold.

"Eat it hot." Jiang Chu remembered the egg waffle he brought for Tan Zui, and hurried to get it. "Did you make this or order it? Did you make it?"

Qin made a "hmm" sound.

Jiang Chu went to the kitchen to look around, and when he heard Qin Zui "hmm", he immediately turned back and asked, "You made it? How can there be mutton at home, have you gone out?"

Tan didn't look at him the most, he was still chewing on a piece of cold mutton, and said "um" again.

Jiang Chu stared at him at the kitchen door blankly for a while, all the messy emotions were gone, and he felt very distressed.

Qin must have been worried all day since last night, afraid that he would be angry, so he went to buy vegetables with a crutch, and made him a table of his favorite food with painstaking effort when he came back.

As a result, he ran to the movies, and the kid was waiting for him to come home for dinner.

Thinking about these scenes, and thinking about Tan Zui's mood at the moment, Jiang Chu's heart was so sore that he squeezed juice out.

It's a dry pot to eat a fart with them, and come back after watching a movie.

"Are you sick, can't you ask someone to see you off?" He frowned and sat down next to Tan Zui again, staring at him very much.

"Are you working overtime?" Tan Zui asked.

"No." Jiang Chu hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth, "I watched a movie."

Tan glanced at him the most: "With Chen Linguo?"

"Well, there is also Daben Baoli Fangzi." Jiang Chu didn't know why he had to explain it so clearly, "A few people together."

"Oh." Qin replied the most, and took two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth.

Jiang Chu wanted to say don't eat it first, eat it after it's hot.

Before he could speak, Tan Zui asked again: "It's not because of me that you went to talk to her..."

"No." There is nothing to hesitate about this, Jiang Chu answered him directly, "It has nothing to do with you, she said it several times before, today Da Ben directly agreed."

Qin Zui nodded.

In fact, on the way back, Jiang Chu had already decided not to mention anything.

Tan Zui was only a child, and the situation came up yesterday with great vigor, and there was nothing incomprehensible, so he just slipped out to talk about it as a matter of business, and the two of them were quite awkward.

But since Qin Zui mentioned it, he still had to explain his attitude clearly after thinking about it.

"What happened to you last night?" Jiang Chu stepped on the edge of the chair with one foot, lit a cigarette and looked at Tan Zui, "Did you feel dizzy?"

coming.

Tan Zui put down his chopsticks, leaned on the back of the chair, and exchanged a glance with Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu didn't avoid mentioning this, but he felt a lot more relieved.

"It's my problem." He directly admitted his mistake to Jiang Chu.

"Nonsense, can it be my problem?" Jiang Chu flicked the cigarette ash, "I have to stretch out my hand to grab you?"

"It's disgusting." Tan Zui twitched the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Chu didn't answer right away. After a pause, he looked at Tan Zui seriously and said, "No."

Qin Zui raised his eyelids and stared at him.

"It doesn't matter whether you're disgusting or not, Tan Zui." Jiang Chu thought for a while, and slowly condensed his words, "Whether you like a man or a woman, it's never disgusting, it's your freedom. I never think you What's the problem, don't let me hear you sticking this kind of words on yourself in the future."

"But orientation is orientation, no matter what orientation you have, you have to have a degree." Jiang Chu said again, "You can't like men, you just hit me when I'm lying next to you. I like girls, and I haven't caught them casually. Whoever does what to others, doesn't he?"

"En." Tan Zui nodded, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Jiang Chu suddenly felt a little amused by the serious "thank you", and paused for a moment before returning to his previous train of thought: "Besides, I'm your brother, do you understand?"

Tan Zui pulled Jiang Chu's cigarette case over, unscrewed the lid with one hand, bit one out, tilted his head and lit it.

Jiang Chu thought that his plaster cast hadn't been removed yet, and he reflexively wanted to pull it off for him, but also thought that this topic might still be uncomfortable for Tan, so he didn't move.

The two stared at each other for a while through the smoke, and Tan Zui looked at him and said, "I'll try my best to control it, don't hide from me."

"I'm hiding from you." Jiang Chu vaguely felt that the word "try my best" was a bit wrong here, but he didn't think too much about it, "Isn't it always because you slipped faster than a rabbit."

The corner of Qin Zui's mouth slightly turned up while biting the cigarette, and looked at Jiang Chu: "It won't happen in the future."