Out of place

Xiang Xi seemed to be in good condition. When Cheng Boyan was waiting on the opposite side of the road, he could be seen swaying past from time to time through the glass window, walking with a small whirlwind.

"How does it feel to work here?" Cheng Boyan asked as he drove the car forward.

"Great!" Xiang Xi snapped his fingers, "Hey, have you seen me? I have a uniform!"

"I see," Cheng Boyan said with a smile, "it's quite colorful."

"Actually, that's not called a uniform, it should be called work clothes." Xiang Xi chuckled a few times, "I think it's quite interesting, and it feels very formal. Let me tell you, I never thought that I could still be here in this life." A normal place to work."

"That has to be done well," Cheng Boyan said, thinking about having to invite Song Yi and Lin He to dinner in a few days, "Are you tired?"

"It's okay, not too tired, mainly because the environment is good, clean and tidy, and it's warm in winter and cool in summer." Xiang Xi leaned on the car seat with a satisfied face, "The colleagues are also very good, so I don't know what to ask them Will teach me...colleague, colleague, colleague..."

"What's wrong?" Cheng Boyan turned to look at him.

"Colleague!" Xiang Xi laughed, "It's the first time I have a colleague, it's fresh."

"That's right," Cheng Boyan smiled, "That's right, according to your situation, there were only accomplices before."

"Well," Xiang Xi responded happily, "It's really bad."

It was time to get off work, and the road was a bit congested. Cheng Boyan turned the car onto the side road, planning to take a long detour. Although there were many cars on this road, there were no traffic lights.

After driving for a while, the speed of the car in front slowed down, and Cheng Boyan lightly tapped the brakes. Just as he was about to continue moving forward, a person riding in front of his car on the right suddenly turned to the left. fell to the ground.

Cheng Boyan quickly stepped on the brake to the bottom.

The speed of the car was not high, but the sudden brake still caused Xiang Xi to fall forward severely, and the seat belt on his shoulders strangled his tongue almost out of his mouth.

"Fuck!" he yelled, "What's wrong with this man!"

Cheng Boyan didn't speak, he sat in the driver's cab and looked at the person lying motionless on the ground in front of him.

"Did you faint?" Xiang Xi loosened his seat belt, "Would you like to see..."

Cheng Boyan locked the car with a click: "Don't you look familiar?"

"Huh?" Xiang Xi was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly jumped on the car seat, "Damn it! Pengci? Fucked... Did the fuck hit me?"

"If you do another thing, believe it or not, I'll beat you." Cheng Boyan glanced at him.

"I'm so excited," Xiang Xi scratched his head, "It's the first time I've been touched by someone."

The road was very narrow, and the man lay in front of the car and couldn't get up, so Cheng Boyan couldn't drive forward, and the car behind him started honking.

Xiang Xi is actually quite familiar with this scene. Many drivers, especially female drivers, are quite flustered when they encounter this situation, and when they are urged by the car behind, they are basically in chaos. Surrounded by the good "passers-by" and yelling, many people will get some money.

But Cheng Boyan didn't get out of the car, locked the door, and sat in the car without moving.

In such a situation, someone like Mantou stood up covering his lame leg, yelling and observing. He is really a master who does not believe in evil and has a strong psychological quality, so he can only leave, especially with the driving recorder.

But this person is obviously a novice, and there is no experience with him. Two or three "passers-by" came around, squatted down and asked a few words with concern. He got up, pointed at the cab and yelled twice, not knowing what he was yelling.

"I'll go down and deal with them!" Xiang Xihuo didn't call anyone.

"What are you in a hurry for? They are the ones who are in a hurry," Cheng Boyan said, reaching out to turn on the headlights of the car, "Anyway, it's fine at night."

The man was sitting at the front of the car. When the headlights were turned on, the dazzling light hit his face. He was so illuminated that he couldn't open his eyes. He covered his eyes with his hands and stood up.

With the pained expression on his face, he forgot to refill his glass.

The righteous "passer-by" was also angry, and came over and began to knock on Cheng Boyan's car window. Cheng Boyan didn't even look there. He took out his phone and pressed it a few times, and then showed the phone screen to the car window to the people outside. one time.

Xiang Xi looked at the mobile phone screen reflected on the window glass, the flashing 011 showed that it was dialing, the people outside were stunned, and then it showed that it was connected.

"Hello 110?" Cheng Boyan put the phone to his ear, "I want to call the police, someone touched porcelain here..."

Xiang Xi immediately remembered that the last time he met Cheng Boyan's car, he locked himself in the car and dialed 110 neatly, and suddenly became nervous for no reason.

The people outside didn't know what they said, but the people on the ground got up, yelled at this side, pushed the car and walked quickly to the side of the road cursing.

Several "passers-by" also began to disperse to the side, and the one standing by the cab was about to walk away, but when he turned around, he made a gesture of raising his hand.

"Fuck!" Xiang Xi yelled, he knew exactly what this man was going to do, "Yeah, I want to row a car!"

Cheng Boyan unlocked the car, and pushed the door hard, the door hit the man, Xiang Xi jumped out of the car, and went around the front of the car.

The man turned around and ran away, Xiang Xi was about to chase, Cheng Boyan opened the car door and shouted: "Xiang Xi! Come back!"

"Stupid! Don't let me see you again!" Xiang Xi yelled at the man's back with some reluctance, and didn't chase after him.

Before the man had time to row the car, Xiang Xi checked the car. Except for a layer of dust, there was no scratches. He clicked his tongue: "Aren't you a clean freak? The dust is so dusty that it can be used as a protective layer and you don't wash it."

"I'm not obsessed with cleanliness," Cheng Boyan said, "Get in the car, the road is blocked."

Xiang Xi ran and jumped into the car, fastened his seat belt and said, "You're like a mental patient saying you're not sick."

"After washing the car and running on the road for half an hour, the dust fell," Cheng Boyan turned off the headlights and drove the car out. "I'm so obsessed with cleanliness that I've already joined the army of green travel."

Xiang Xi laughed, and when the car drove out of this road, he sighed: "It's really... I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen."

"You have done a lot before, now you know how others feel?" Cheng Boyan smiled.

"I didn't do much before... But when I did it, I really didn't think about how the people in the car felt." Xiang Xi laughed and glanced at him, "I think you are quite calm, hey, you called 110 ? The police will be gone in a while, aren't you here?"

"No," Cheng Boyan said, "That's a moving picture."

"What?" Xiang Xi was stunned, "Motion picture?"

"Well, it's just a picture, it's for scaring people, how can such a trivial matter bother 110, they are so busy unlocking people's locks and helping people find their way every day." Cheng Boyan smiled.

"Unlock someone to help someone find their way?" Xiang Xi didn't understand.

"Many people would dial 110 when they had something to do, the key was locked in the house, the interview couldn't find the way, and the chickens raised at home ran away..." Cheng Boyan said.

Xiang Xi didn't speak, leaned on the car seat and looked out the window.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"No," Xiang Xi traced lightly on the car window with his fingers, "I always thought that they only cared about big things, they were robbed, cheated, got into gang fights, killed people, etc. Call 110... The Zhao family There seems to be no one in the kiln who can call 110, and there is no time to hide from the police.”

Xiang Xi is afraid of the police, and follows Uncle Ping's teachings. People like you who don't even have a normal status and have never done good deeds will be ruined once they are caught. Will go around too.

He never knew that those who lived a confident and stable life could use these ordinary, trivial, and even trivial reasons to find the police.

He secretly envied the happiness that this perhaps inappropriate behavior could bring.

"Did you also use this picture when you locked me in the car and dialed the phone?" Xiang Xi asked.

"I didn't have time to use it," Cheng Boyan said, "I didn't find the picture, didn't you shout together, and a bunch of nonsense came to your face."

"I'm used to it," Xiang Xi laughed for a while, "Did you really hate me then?"

"It's not that I hate it, it's true that I don't like it." Cheng Boyan smiled.

"I'm really lucky." Xiang Xi stretched his waist, "I used to think that luck probably has a total number, and it's gone when it's used up. I just let Uncle Ping pick up the ones that didn't die. It ran out in a while, and I didn’t expect there to be so many, do you think God made a wrong calculation?”

"Don't think about this all day long, even if you've made a mistake, can you take it back?" Cheng Boyan turned on the music in the car, "The road is ahead, and it's easy to fall if you look back all the time."

There were two bags of vegetables on the back seat of the car, and Xiang Xi and Cheng Boyan each carried one bag into the elevator.

"Are you buying a week's worth of vegetables at a time?" Xiang Xi felt that the bag was heavy, "It looks like there are dynamite bags in it."

"Not that much," Cheng Boyan pressed the floor button, "If you buy milk and yogurt today, it will be heavy."

"Let me tell you, if you want to buy vegetables, go to the market to buy them. The ones in the supermarket are quite expensive." Xiang Xi said.

"Dirty." Cheng Boyan replied simply.

"The market is not so dirty now. When I was at Casserole Rice, I helped the boss buy vegetables. The market behind your hospital is quite clean." Xiang Xi stepped out of the elevator.

"We have different definitions of cleanliness." Cheng Boyan took out the key and opened the door.

"That's right, you're the kind of person who almost drinks the disinfectant with water." Xiang Xi said behind him.

The door opened, and Xiang Xi stood outside. The slightly familiar smell in the room made him feel at ease. In fact, this smell was the smell of Cheng Boyan's lemon-flavored disposable disinfectant, but he felt at ease when he smelled it.

Although he finds it annoying every time he rubs his hands with this thing.

Cheng Boyan took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet and threw them in front of him. He glanced at them, and they were still the same pair he had worn before.

"I thought you were going to throw these shoes away." Xiang Xi put on his shoes, took off his coat and put it in the closet next to him, and squeezed some disinfectant on his hands.

"No, I soaked it in disinfectant water." Cheng Boyan took the dishes into the kitchen.

"It hurts my self-esteem, and I have no beriberi!" Xiang Xi shouted.

"My own is also disinfected once a week," Cheng Boyan said in the kitchen, "Your little self-esteem can be hurt if you don't pay attention."

"I don't have any clothes to change today, you have to bear with it," Xiang Xi smiled and followed into the kitchen, "What are you cooking? Let me help."

"The casserole rice, I bought all the casserole." Cheng Boyan looked back at him, "Is your body the same as the one you drank yesterday? Haven't you changed it?"

"I've already said that this is the dress I'm going to wear. I'm going to the supermarket on the first day today. I must wear it," Xiang Xi leaned against the kitchen wall and said a few words before he suddenly realized Cheng Boyan's previous sentence. Two casseroles were taken out of the bag, "You really bought a casserole!"

"Well, casserole rice should be made in a casserole, I don't have one here," Cheng Boyan washed his hands, "wait for me for a while."

Xiang Xi didn't expect that Cheng Boyan would suddenly want to make casserole rice at home on a whim. Looking at the two casserole dishes on the chopping board, he didn't know what to say.

How to make rice casserole?

How much water to put, how many meters to put?

How to make toppings!

When should you put the vegetables in and steam them!

The point is, who will do it?

Judging from Cheng Boyan's meaning, it seems that he intends to let him do it?

Those two charcoal-like eggs last time didn't make Cheng Boyan lose confidence in his cooking?

"Xiang Xi," Cheng Boyan called him in the living room, "come."

"Oh," Xiang Xi ran out, and when he saw Cheng Boyan put a bunch of clothes on the sofa, he was stunned, "What are you doing?"

"It's for you," Cheng Boyan patted on the clothes, "there are only a few sets, my high school clothes, you can change them with your dress."

"I..." Xiang Xi looked through the clothes, they were all quite new, T-shirts, sweatpants, trousers and shorts, and he could tell that the materials were very good, "I'm so sorry."

"Too fake." Cheng Boyan smiled.

"It seems a bit." Xiang Xi also smiled, and took a suit of clothes, "Then let me change first, or I won't dare to sit on your sofa for a while."

Xiang Xi changed into his clothes, which seemed quite suitable, and he walked into the kitchen: "Why were you so thin in high school?"

"Well, she was quite thin for a while." Cheng Boyan nodded.

"When? When you're running?" Xiang Xi asked.

"I've been running around since junior high school." Cheng Boyan took out the lettuce from the bag and put it in the vegetable sink. "When my brother died, I couldn't eat or sleep well."

"...Oh," Xiang Xi replied without saying anything else, and after a moment of silence, he changed the subject, "I still have my high school clothes, it's quite economical."

"It turned out that there were more, and many of them were packed and sent to the orphanage." Cheng Boyan looked back at him, "Is the casserole rice cooked first?"

"Yes." Xiang Xi nodded.

"And then?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"And then, some people want to stir-fry vegetables and cover them, and some people want to steam them directly, such as sausage and bacon..." Xiang Xi replied.

"I want sausages." Cheng Boyan took out a pack of sausages from the refrigerator, "My mother brought them, and I haven't eaten much."

"Wait a minute," Xiang Xi looked at him, "How did I hear that you invited me to dinner?"

"Yeah, I bought vegetables, I even bought pots." Cheng Boyan also looked at him.

"Is there anyone who treats people to dinner like this?" Xiang Xi was amused.

"Then I'll do it," Cheng Boyan said simply, "Just say whether you want to eat it or not."

Xiang Xi opened his mouth and said nothing.

When he was working at the casserole rice place, Xiang Xi watched the proprietress cook carefully, but the rice was first soaked in water according to the proportion, and when it was needed, it was directly scooped into the pot with the rice in water.

Xiang Xi squatted in front of the rice bucket in the kitchen with two casserole pots and thought about it for a long time. Finally, he estimated how many handfuls of rice he put into it.

Cheng Boyan cut up the sausage while he was washing the rice, Xiang Xi looked at it: "Is this sausage homemade?"

"Well, my aunt made it and gave it to my mother," Cheng Boyan said, "You can see it?"

"I can see it even if I can't. There is no fat at all. I thought Director Xu made it." Xiang Xi sighed, "The meat without fat can't be steamed without oil, and the rice doesn't taste good."

"You can add some oil yourself later." Cheng Boyan didn't care about this.

"Could that be the same smell?" Xiang Xi said, thinking about it, he waved his hand again, "Forget it, it's okay, I also keep in good health."

"Eating sausages can't keep you healthy, these pickled things are not good for your health," Cheng Boyan put the cut sausages on a plate, "Especially the ones sold on the street, nitrite..."

"You go out first," Xiang Xi pushed him with an elbow, "Thank you."

Cheng Boyan went back to the living room, sat on the sofa and watched TV, and listened to Xiang Xi tossing and banging bowls in the kitchen. He wanted to get up several times to see what he was doing, but he held back in the end.

After watching TV for a while, the phone rang, he took it over and took a look, it was Song Yi.

"Have you eaten yet?" Song Yi asked over there as soon as he answered the phone.

"Didn't eat, you invite me?" Cheng Boyan smiled.

"No please, I'll just ask casually, you can just listen to it." Song Yi said.

"I'll treat you and Lin He to dinner after I finish my shift in two days." Cheng Boyan looked at the small desk calendar on the coffee table, "Thank you."

"Is it about Xiang Xi? That's nothing to be thankful for. It's not someone else's supermarket. It's easy for me to arrange someone to go to my own supermarket." Song Yi said indifferently.

"How is he doing today?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"It's pretty good, quick-witted, quick-responsive, willing to ask if you don't understand," Song Yi said, "I'm just that, I want to ask, should he be promoted after a while?"

Cheng Boyan glanced at the kitchen, stood up and walked into the bedroom: "Ask me about this?"

"If it was another employee, I would definitely not ask you. Didn't you introduce this?" Song Yi said with a smile, "This is the first time you see you ask someone else to do something. I have to take it seriously."

"There is no need for special treatment, just do what you want," Cheng Boyan thought for a while and then said, "He has never been to school, so don't arrange for him to do things that are too difficult."

"Oh, I see," Song Yi replied, and then opened his mouth after a pause, "Then what, Boyan, is this child really your patient?"

"What do you want to say." Cheng Boyan sat on the table by the window.

"I don't want to say anything, I just want to gossip," Song Yi smiled, "I'm alone at home now, it's too free."

"It was really my patient before," Cheng Boyan said, "I performed his surgery."

"What happened later?" Song Yi asked.

"There's nothing later," Cheng Boyan leaned against the window sill, stretched his legs and stretched, "I know what you want to ask, but I can't say that."

"Why are you so tight-lipped with me?" Song tutted twice.

"There's no reason, I don't even know." What Cheng Boyan said was the truth, he really didn't know.

After chatting with Song Yi for a few more words and hanging up the phone, Cheng Boyan leaned against the window sill without moving, listening to Xiang Xi's voice in the kitchen, he couldn't tell what it felt like.

For him, Xiang Xi now is of course not the gangster who was full of bosom friends and stories, he is not the seriously injured patient struggling to save me, and strictly speaking, he is no longer the one who can arouse his love for Cheng Boyu. guilty person.

But it was still far from Song Yi's guess.

From the day Cheng Boyan knew his sexual orientation, he had a very clear and clear understanding of feelings. He himself is not an impulsive and emotional person.

He has always felt that Xiang Xi is not a real hooligan. He has been in contact with him for so long, and he also feels that he has many characteristics that make him surprised and distressed, but every time he reaches out, except for the time in the parking lot. Xi deserves his hand, and he will help again and again.

As for the others... He didn't even think about whether this good-looking and good-natured person was his type.

Cheng Boyan frowned, it seems that such a conclusion is not quite right, if you want to say this... I am too holy, I am a little embarrassed to be so selfless.

He sighed, and remembered Xiang Xi's question, why?

Why?He really couldn't answer this question anymore.

But why...

"Why!" Xiang Xi's crisp voice scared him almost to roll off the window sill.

Why?Maybe it's been too long?

He randomly found an answer for himself in a mess in his mind.

"Why?" Cheng Boyan stood up and looked at Xiang Xi who was standing at the door of the bedroom.

"What why?" Xiang Xi was stunned.

"Didn't you ask me why?" Cheng Boyan was also stunned.

"Who asked you why... I asked you about MSG. I didn't see MSG last time, so I forgot to ask. I just searched and didn't find it." Xiang Xi said.

"I don't eat MSG." Cheng Boyan sat back on the window sill.

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