Out of place

There is no monosodium glutamate, and only a little bit of salt is allowed. Xiang Xi thinks that this is probably the reason why Cheng Boyan's cooking is unpalatable. There is no seasoning, and what he eats is so light that there is no taste at all. It can be done well. It's strange to eat.

"I'll make some toppings," Xiang Xi tried hard to fight for the casserole rice that he didn't know what shape to make, "how can it taste without MSG?"

"Put in the oyster sauce." Cheng Boyan stood up and walked into the kitchen.

As soon as he entered, he was stunned. There were chopped vegetables in a mess on the chopping board, and a lot of chopping boards and the floor were dropped. The two casserole pots that were cooking on the stove were surrounded by rice and water.

"You..." Cheng Boyan was at a loss for words.

"I'll clean it up later," Xiang Xi pushed him out of the kitchen, "I'll just ask you for MSG, you don't have to come in."

"Don't pick up the ones on the ground and eat them again!" Cheng Boyan confessed with some pain, "You can't take the ones off the chopping board either! Stove..."

"Understood, I don't want anything except the chopping board." Xiang Xi closed the kitchen door.

Cheng Boyan sat on the sofa in the living room and stared at the TV, Xiang Xi continued to toss in the kitchen, but now it seems that he has passed the stage of cutting vegetables and side dishes and making them look like they are about to be demolished.

He recalled that when he first entered the kitchen, he seemed to smell the aroma of rice, which should be stronger than the charcoal eggs last time.

Almost half an hour later, Cheng Boyan wanted to peek through the door, but Xiang Xi finally opened the kitchen door and poked his head out: "Ready to eat."

"Okay." Cheng Boyan was a little uncomfortable with hunger, so he stood up immediately.

"Sit at the table and wait." Xiang Xi said.

The scene of being robbed in the kitchen flashed before Cheng Boyan's eyes. He hesitated for a moment, squeezed some disinfectant, rubbed his hands slowly, and sat down at the table.

Xiang Xiduan came out with a casserole, its true color was almost gone, and it was surrounded by blackness. He used a cushion to place it in front of Cheng Boyan: "Taste it."

"Where's yours?" Cheng Boyan picked up the chopsticks.

"Here we come, we have the same ingredients, but mine..." Xiang Xi walked into the kitchen and brought out another casserole, but the difference was that this pot was not supported by a mat, and there was a casserole under it. Large stainless steel bowl.

"What is this?" Cheng Boyan was stunned.

"Where did you buy this casserole?" Xiang Xi sat down and opened the lid of his own casserole.

"Supermarket," Cheng Boyan looked at the casserole in front of Xiang Xi, "what's wrong?"

"The quality isn't good, it's not as good as the ones in the vegetable market," Xiang Xi clicked his tongue twice, "it's taking it off the fire and pouring toppings on top of it, click! It's cracked in the old man's mouth. It was smashed, but luckily there was rice sticking to it so it didn’t fall apart, so I covered it with a bowl.”

Cheng Boyan didn't say a word.

"It's still edible," Xiang Xi said while taking down the bowl that was set outside, and quickly poured the braised soup that had leaked into the bowl from the pot back into the pot, and quickly put the bowl back on On the bottom of the pot, "It's a waste of a casserole..."

"Ouch!" Cheng Boyan yelled, he couldn't describe his feelings, "You really...I'm convinced of you."

"Eat yours, you don't care about me, I didn't do that with your bowl," Xiang Xi mixed the rice with chopsticks, "I can't help it, Xiang Xiaoxi specializes in treating cleanliness."

Cheng Boyan didn't look at him again, turned his head to watch TV while eating, but after taking two bites, he still didn't forget to praise Xiang Xi's craftsmanship: "It's delicious, much better than the last time."

"You are so easy to support," Xiang Xi sighed, "if this stuff is eaten by customers in the store, it will probably destroy the store."

The rice was a bit raw, probably too much water was added, and there was still water in the raw meat. The sausage was steamed, but it was covered by the toppings and became salty.

I don't know the ingredients of the stewed soup for the topping. It is probably oyster sauce mixed with water, and some ginger is also put in it.

To be honest, it's still difficult to describe the cooking of this meal, but it can be seen that Xiang Xi puts his heart into it.

"It's really better than last time." Cheng Boyan took another bite seriously, "It looks like he's been taught casserole rice."

Cheng Boyan originally wanted to finish the pot of rice, but he failed. The bottom of the pot was mushy, and it was almost two centimeters thick. It was hard for Xiang Xi's stewed soup to flow through the thick rice. The crack leaks out.

"This pot has to be thrown away." Xiang Xi wiped his mouth after eating.

"Well," Cheng Boyan glanced at him, "This pot can be thrown away, it's not easy to wash."

Xiang Xi took out a tissue from the side and wiped his mouth twice, then wiped the oil off his hands.

"Look at you, when I was cooking and you were washing the dishes, you actually threw away all the dishes..." Xiang Xi laughed.

Cheng Boyan didn't look at Xiang Xi while eating, because the cleanliness therapist kept pouring the leaked soup back into the pot, and he couldn't stand it.

Now when he was looking at Xiang Xi's smiling face, he suddenly saw a small red dot under the band-aid in the corner of his eye.

"What's wrong with your face?" Cheng Boyan leaned over to take a look.

"Face?" Xiang Xi touched his face, and when his finger touched the red spot, he grinned and took a deep breath, "Oh, this one, the oil splashed when I fried the minced ginger."

"Why didn't you just say it? Does it hurt?" Cheng Boyan walked up to him, pinched his chin and pulled it aside, "Let me see."

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much, it's a bit hot," Xiang Xi said, "Just put some soy sauce on it."

"It's nonsense to put soy sauce on potato chips," Cheng Boyan frowned, "Is it splashed oil or splashed oil, such a big bubble..."

"Then what should we do?" Xiang Xi said, a little nervous again, "Will it be disfigured?"

"Who knows," Cheng Boyan said solemnly, "maybe there will be a big scar... Ouch, there are so many things on your face that need to be covered with Band-Aids, why don't you use an eye mask instead? I have one at my place. Dig two holes for you..."

"Is there a doctor like you!" Xiang Xi shouted.

Cheng Boyan took out a small medicine box, found a small bottle of burn ointment from it, and said, "Sterilize and wipe this on, it won't leave scars, so you're in a hurry."

"I'm anxious because of the scar." Xiang Xi sat on the chair, honestly raised his face and waited for Cheng Boyan to deal with him. "I'm anxious because of your injury."

Cheng Boyan smiled, took a bottle of normal saline, dipped it in a cotton swab and wiped it on his vesicle.

"Hey," Xiang Xi frowned, and one eye narrowed, "The hand that plays with the bones is different, so hard..."

Cheng Boyan looked at him and said nothing.

Xiang Xi raised his face, the two of them are very close now, their breaths fluttered against each other in a short distance, he could even clearly see the faint little fluff on Xiang Xi's delicate skin.

quite gorgeous.

Xiang Xi belongs to the kind that is only pretty enough at first glance, but is quite attractive when you look at it seriously.

For example, such a distance, and such a length of time.

Cheng Boyan suddenly found that Xiang Xi looks really good.

Also suddenly a little embarrassed.

This posture felt like he could kiss him as soon as he bowed his head next.

"Doctor Cheng..." Xiang Xi kept looking at Cheng Boyan, "Are your eyeballs brown?"

"Is it strange?" Cheng Boyan turned his head and took the burn ointment and twisted it away.

"My eyeballs are very black." Xiang Xi blinked and stared at him, "Did you see that?"

"...I see," Cheng Boyan wiped some burn ointment on his face, "ah, it's so dark."

As soon as he touched the small bubble, Xiang Xi's round eyes quickly closed, and he shouted a series of words: "Easy, light, light!"

"Okay, okay," Cheng Boyan nodded, "I don't even feel like I've touched you."

"It's almost bursting with your poke!" Xiang Xi said.

Cheng Boyan didn't speak, and slowly applied some more medicine, Xiang Xi didn't speak, just stared at him.

After a while, he said softly, "Doctor Cheng, your eyes and bridge of nose are so beautiful."

"Thank you." Cheng Boyan glanced at him and put the medicine bottle back on the table.

"It's just...your eyes...and the bridge of your nose..." Xiang Xi seemed to feel a little uncomfortable suddenly, "it's just...so beautiful."

"It's the first time I've heard such monotonous praise." Cheng Boyan laughed, straightened up and walked away, "Do you want to pick it up and give it to you?"

"Damn." Xiang Xi laughed.

Cheng Boyan cleaned up the table and threw away the two casserole pots. The vegetable leaves scattered in the kitchen have been cleaned up by Xiang Xi. He squatted down on the floor and wiped the floor worryingly.

When I returned to the living room, Xiang Xi was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV. Seeing him coming out, Xiang Xi moved aside: "Do you want to read?"

"Nope." Cheng Boyan sat down, took the remote control and randomly changed channels, "what?"

"Then what?" Xiang Xi sat cross-legged and sat facing him, "do you have...a dictionary here?"

"Huh?" Cheng Boyan turned his head.

"I'll let it be today. I've experienced it. It's really a pain to not recognize all the characters in this kind of formal work." Xiang Xi sighed, "Today my colleague asked me to write my name on the work uniform, and I didn't even feel ashamed to write it. , draw a wavy line..."

"Can't you write your own name?" Cheng Boyan took the small notebook and pen on the coffee table.

"Know how to write, that's right, it's ugly and slow to write, and..." Xiang Xi took the small notebook and wrote his name slowly on the top, "Look, it takes up a lot of space, and clothes I can’t write with a pen as thick as that.”

Cheng Boyan looked at it, and found that the words were written correctly, but it still took up space. Although the book was only the size of a palm, Xiang Xi took up a whole line horizontally and four lines vertically after writing these two words.

"It's so domineering..." Cheng Boyan looked at his words and said.

"The supermarket is full of words. When people ask me, I can only guess now. If you want to say where things like toothpaste and towels are, it's okay to say. The food shelves are all the same things. There are only a dozen kinds of biscuits. I think I feel dizzy at a glance," Xiang Xi scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "I just thought, take a dictionary and learn more words."

"I don't have a dictionary here," Cheng Boyan looked at him, "It's okay to buy a dictionary, but it's too slow to recognize characters with a dictionary. In your current situation, you have to speed it up."

"How to do it fast?" Xiang Xi became interested when he heard it, "Is it possible to do it quickly? It's just a special thing, that's the best. I was really annoyed by the word recognition."

"You...tomorrow," Cheng Boyan thought for a while, "I will be on duty the day after tomorrow, and I still have time tomorrow night, so I will take you shopping."

"What to buy?" Xiang Xi asked.

"Crash textbook." Cheng Boyan said.

Xiang Xi waited all day in a happy and excited mood. He didn't know how fast Cheng Boyan's crash course material was. Maybe tomorrow he could read all the words on the price tags in the store, and he could also go to the store with Zhang Xin learned how to use the cash register.

When Song Yi said yesterday that he was asked to learn from Zhang Xin, he was really nervous. When he went to an Internet cafe to play a game, he couldn’t recognize the icons but not the words. When he was forced to face the computer screen full of words, he was really nervous. Bottom.

On Cheng Boyan's computer, he can also click on a video... a video...

Shu Bo suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and he almost hit his head on the shelf.

With the expectation of a quick success, he finally waited until the afternoon when he got off work, and quickly changed his clothes, but it didn't mean that he was safe and left together, so he ran away first.

But Cheng Boyan's car didn't stop on the opposite side of the road like yesterday, so he called Cheng Boyan. Cheng Boyan had a patient who got off work late today, and he was still stuck in the road at the moment.

Xiang Xi ran to the intersection, waited for almost 10 minutes, and saw Cheng Boyan's car.

"Where can I go quickly?" Xiang Xila opened the door and jumped up.

"Book City," Cheng Boyan said, "do you want to eat something first?"

"Let's eat after the quick work," Xiang Xi took out a large piece of chocolate from his pocket, "Our foreman gave it to me, if you're hungry, have a couple of bites first?"

"...Well," Cheng Boyan stretched out his hand to take chocolates, "Half for each person, it's such a big one."

"Let me peel it for you." Xiang Xi lowered his head and peeled off half of the chocolate package, held it in his hand and handed it to Cheng Boyan's mouth, "Take a bite."

"The service is too good." Cheng Boyan opened his mouth and took a bite of the chocolate.

In order to ensure that the bite was big enough, Xiang Xi pushed the chocolate into his mouth. When Cheng Boyan bit down, his teeth touched his fingers, and his lips rubbed against his fingers.

"Hey!" Cheng Boyan mumbled with a piece of chocolate in his mouth, "Why don't you put your hand in my mouth too!"

"I'm not here to let you solve the problem in one bite," Xiang Xi ate the remaining half of chocolate, "I don't get dirty hands, I wash my hands after lunch, why don't you wipe them with some disinfectant Mouth."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Cheng Boyan sighed, and swallowed the chocolate with some difficulty.

Xiang Xi didn't speak any more, leaned back in his chair and looked out the window with his head tilted.

I didn't notice it before, but in the past two days, I can always notice the faint lemon scent on Cheng Boyan's body. It is said that this is the smell of the disinfectant used by Cheng Boyan. Why have I never smelled it before?

Xiang Xi touched his fingers lightly, but the moist and soft touch of Cheng Boyan's lips still remained.

He rarely had such contact with people, and he was not used to being touched by others, but this unintentional touch now did not make him feel uncomfortable.

On the contrary, there is an inexplicable intimate feeling in my heart, like the feeling when holding a kitten and puppy, very comfortable.

Cheng Boyan took him to the book city, and as soon as he walked into the gate of the book city, Xiang Xi smelled a scent of paper, and couldn't help but look down at himself first.

Book city too!A place I've never been in!

Xiang Xi didn't even feel that the magazines and newspapers there had anything to do with him when he passed the newsstand, at most he went to the newsstand to buy a pack of cigarettes.

I actually officially entered the bookstore today, and I came here to buy books, no, to buy textbooks.

Textbooks!

Xiang Xi felt that this thing, like all things called "materials", was more powerful and advanced than books.

I actually need to buy teaching materials one day.

The book city is huge, with five floors. Looking at the endless rows of bookshelves and the piles of books in the middle like bunkers, Xiang Xi suddenly felt like he was going to get lost.

It's all words, overwhelming words.

He could only follow Cheng Boyan, if Cheng Boyan moved forward, he would move forward, if Cheng Boyan stopped, he would stop.

"May I ask which floor the literacy books are on?" Cheng Boyan didn't bother to look at the floor map, so he asked casually as he passed by a shopping guide.

"Did you buy it for the children at home?" the shopping guide asked.

"Yes, kid," Cheng Boyan glanced at Xiang Xi, "my son."

Xiang Xi suddenly turned his head to look at him.

"On the fifth floor, the children's play area is on the right, and the book area is on the left." The shopping guide said.

"Thank you." Cheng Boyan nodded, turned around and walked towards the escalator.

"Wait a moment," Xiang Xi followed behind him, "wait a moment."

"Huh?" Cheng Boyan responded and stepped up the escalator.

"Children's book?" Xiang Xi stood under the escalator and looked at him.

Cheng Boyan had already boarded the escalator, and waved to him as he went up: "Yes, come on, kid."

Someone behind him wanted to go up the escalator, but Xiang Xi was stuck in the road, so he had to go up too, walked a few steps and stood on the next step below Cheng Boyan.

"Are you playing with me? The crash course for me to learn how to read is children's books!" Xiang Xi lowered his voice, "I waited for a day and you brought me to buy children's books? Dad!"

Cheng Boyan was delighted when he heard it, and laughed for a long time: "Yes."

"I want serious textbooks." Xiang Xi was a little annoyed. He thought he would finally be able to be a high-end student, but he didn't expect to end up with children's literacy. "I don't want children's books. It's not like I don't know a single word."

"Let me ask you," Cheng Boyan patted him on the shoulder, "Have you ever read a book when you grow up so big? Except for the magazine when you were hospitalized."

Cheng Boyan stood on a step higher than him. He was only a little over half a head taller, but now he was more than a head taller than him. When he patted his shoulder again, Xiang Xi felt that he was really looking like his son.

"I haven't read it," he stood next to Cheng Boyan, "I haven't finished reading that magazine, what's the matter?"

"Now I'll bring you a dictionary or a book full of characters, and I'll buy it for you if you insist on reading ten pages." Cheng Boyan walked to the second floor and stopped, "How is it?"

Xiang Xi didn't answer, and stood at the entrance of the second floor of the book city with his arms folded and began to think.

Cheng Boyan didn't urge him, but stood aside and waited.

Xiang Xi lowered his head and thought for a long time, and finally raised his head: "Forget it, let's go...to the children's floor."

When he thought of the densely packed words in the book, he felt a little apprehensive. He didn't even bother to read the words with pictures in the magazines.

Cheng Boyan didn't just make do with buying a few books just because they were children's books, he carefully selected from the small booklets with bright colors that children would read.

"Is there a difference?" Xiang Xi took a copy next to him. He knew the words on the cover, and it said, Zoo.

After opening it, there are all kinds of animals inside, with words on the side. He thought he could almost recognize these words, but he didn't expect to see the crane just after turning two pages. If it wasn't because he knew the picture, the word crane Just don't recognize it.

He clicked his tongue: "Kids learn such a difficult word?"

"I was looking for a story book," Cheng Boyan glanced at him, "Your book for preschoolers, which one do you want?"

"I want a story book." Xiang Xi hurriedly threw the one in his hand back.

Cheng Boyan smiled and said nothing.

After picking for more than half an hour, Cheng Boyan selected a few books. In addition to story books, he also accidentally found a literacy book that I accompanied my mother to the supermarket.

"This book is very suitable," Cheng Boyan smiled and flipped through the pages of the book. They are all products from various supermarkets. "There are still one, two, and three volumes. You can start with this set."

"Really," Xiang Xi moved closer to him and looked, "I..."

Before Xiang Xi finished speaking, a man's voice came from behind, with some hesitation and uncertainty: "Bo Yan?"