Out of place

Knowing Cheng Boyan for such a long time, this is the first time that Xiang Xi sees Cheng Boyan sleeping. Even during the few days he lived here, he has never seen Cheng Boyan sleeping at this time. Time to write and take notes while reading a book.

Cheng Boyan has always paid attention to his image. When he goes to work, when he gets off work, and when he eats with his cat at the roadside stall, he always looks handsome. Even now he is sleeping on the sofa, he is also handsome. The ones produced by Zhaojiayao are different.

Xiang Xi looked at his face which was half covered by his arm, and could only see half of his straight nose, tight lips, and clean-shaven chin.

It's this man who silently does things that he can't think of every time in a place he can't see...

This time, Xiang Xi didn't think about "He De He Neng", something that Zhong Neng would never understand.

He just kept staring at Cheng Boyan's face, thinking, are you fucking blind?

Once, Xiang Xi would ask why.

Twice, he would be lost.

Three times, he'll be overwhelmed.

Four times, five times, time after time, there was no way he didn't understand.

Although there are still things that he can't figure out, there are still uncertainties, and he still doesn't have the confidence to think about it, but now he doesn't plan to think about it.

He just wanted to look at Cheng Boyan's quiet face. There was something else in his mind that was boiling because of warmth and emotion. I don't know if it was because he bent down for too long or overheated. His face was a little hot.

But I don't want to move yet.

He didn't come back to his senses until he smelled the slight smell of paste coming from the kitchen.

fuck!

chocolate!

The first attempt of the future white case master!

"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over..." He muttered in a series of low voices, stooped and trotted into the kitchen.

Listening to Xiang Xi frantically taking down the pan of melted chocolate in the kitchen, and throwing it on the chopping board with a bang, Cheng Boyan sighed softly, took his arm off his eyes, and rubbed his eyes again.

Hearing that Xiang Xi ran out again, he quickly put his arms back on his eyes and continued to maintain the previous position.

"Doctor Cheng," Xiang Xi pawed at the kitchen door, his voice sounded like a whisper, "Cheng Boyan... Hey... What should I do, it seems to be blurred..."

Cheng Boyan didn't move, he stopped for a while and then turned back to the kitchen.

The range hood in the kitchen was turned on, and it was buzzing, and the smell of burnt food gradually faded away.

Cheng Boyan waited until the smell of paste disappeared completely, then sat up, yawned and walked to the kitchen door.

"How's it going?" he asked.

"Don't come here!" Xiang Xi, who was concentrating on bending over and putting her face on the chopping board, bounced up and turned around, "Don't come here! I'll call you when I'm done!"

"I'm not." Cheng Boyan smiled, "I'll just stand here and watch for a while."

"Are you awake?" Xiang Xi turned his head and continued to bend, "It's the first time I see you sleeping at this time."

"I had a major operation with the director today, and I'm a little tired," Cheng Boyan said with a smile, "Did you peek at me sleeping?"

"No!" Xiang Xi immediately raised his voice, "I'm not sick, what's so interesting about you sleeping!"

"Oh," Cheng Boyan said, "when can I eat it?"

"In a while, you just ate a box and still can't hold on?" Xiang Xi turned his head and glanced at him.

"My stomach is more casual," Cheng Boyan turned back to the living room, and sang in the living room, "Eat as much as you want, eat arrogantly..."

Xiang Xi found a large flat plate, and according to Cheng Boyan's request, placed three heart shapes, three, medium and small, on it. After thinking about it, he took a few kittens, dogs, and mice from the box of molds, and put them together. Put it on.

He didn't figure out how much milk to add in the end, so he estimated that he added half a box, and he didn't know if he could taste the milk flavor. Anyway, he licked it before, but he didn't find out why.

I poured all the chocolate paste into the mold, and after I finished pouring, I realized that I didn't put anything in the walnut pieces, so I sprinkled the pieces again.

If you don't take a bite, these things seem to be almost done, Xiang Xi put the plate in the refrigerator, stood in front of the refrigerator and let out a long sigh of relief.

When Xiang Xi walked out of the kitchen, Cheng Boyan was making tea in the living room, and the whole room smelled of tea.

"Ready?" Seeing him walking out, Cheng Boyan asked.

"You can eat it when it's frozen hard," Xiang Xi walked to the table, Cheng Boyan picked up the glass cup Cheng Boyan used to make tea, took a look at it, and smelled it again, "This tea is good."

"Just smell it?" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"You can tell at a glance." Xiang Xi took a sip, held up the cup and tapped on the wall with his finger, "Qi Hongmaofeng, you haven't washed the tea here, it's not fragrant enough."

"You..." Cheng Boyan was stunned, "What kind of tea can you drink?"

"Just guessing, Uncle Ping likes to drink black tea, pretending to be a cultured person." Xiang Xi smiled a little embarrassedly, "Qi Hong's three swordsmen, his favorite is Mao Feng."

"Do you like tea?" Cheng Boyan really didn't expect Xiang Xi to say a few words about tea.

"I can't say whether I like it or not," Xiang Xi looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"I want to buy some tea another day, and watch the tea ceremony performance by the way." Cheng Boyan didn't express his thoughts directly, but just wanted to see if Xiang Xi was interested. "If you want, let's go together?"

"...Oh," Xiang Xi thought for a while, "Okay, but don't expect me to help you choose, I don't understand."

"Well," Cheng Boyan smiled, "Can I eat chocolate?"

Xiang Xi ran into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, poked the chocolate on the plate a few times with his finger, it was already hard, and then remembered that he hadn't washed his hands specially... Whatever, Cheng Boyan didn't see it anyway.

He knocked the chocolates out of the molds and stacked them on the plate one by one, putting the three heart-shaped ones in the middle.

When he took it out, Cheng Boyan didn't even look at it carefully, he just took the smallest of the three heart-shaped pieces in the middle and took a bite.

"How is it?" Xiang Xi stared at him, "Can you tell what kind of taste it is?"

"Very... good!" Cheng Boyan gave a thumbs up and took another bite.

"Don't just say yes as soon as you ask, are you annoying or not, it's too insincere," Xiang Xile said, "Is it good or not? Tell the truth, what flavor can you eat?"

Cheng Boyan finished eating the small piece, then leaned back on the sofa, and laughed for a long time: "Is it delicious...I can't say, but the taste...it probably tastes like rice crackers."

"Damn it!" Xiang Xi yelled, unable to stop laughing, he also took a bite out of a piece, and was indistinctly happy, "It really tastes like rice... Let me tell you, this thing It had to be stirred all the time, and as soon as I walked away for a while, it became mushy."

"Where have you been?" Cheng Boyan smiled.

"I..." Xiang Xi picked up a piece of chocolate, I think you've gone to sleep, of course he didn't dare to say that, he laughed twice and said nothing.

"That's mine," Cheng Boyan pointed to the chocolate in his hand, "Eat something else."

"Ah?" Xiang Xi lowered his head and saw that the chocolate in his hand was in the shape of a heart. He was suddenly a little embarrassed, he didn't want to put it back, and he didn't know what to say, so he held back for a long time before he could say something nonsensical, " Your...heart? Then...I eat...isn't it right...?"

"Huh?" Cheng Boyan was stunned.

"Ah! You want to eat! You want to eat this!" Xiang Xi yelled immediately, and after saying this, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and immediately jumped on the spot, holding the chocolate and going Cheng Boyan rushed over to him, embarrassed to the point of walking, "Here you are! Eat it! Here!"

Xiang Xi's crisp voice shocked Cheng Boyan so much that he didn't know whether to laugh or not. When he reached out to take the chocolate, his face was serious, just like a sacred ceremony of passing the torch, and he almost shouted "ignite passion and pass on dreams..."

"When are you going to buy tea?" Xiang Xi picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of tea, then spit the tea back into the cup.

"Ouch..." Cheng Boyan sighed helplessly with half a piece of chocolate in his mouth.

"I'm sorry, I drank too much," Xiang Xi pouted again, "Okay, I'm done vomiting."

"You did it on purpose!" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"Really not," Xiang Xi laughed, "Really! It's not intentional, so I'll just let it go, you'll definitely be drinking tea leaves when you make tea like this!"

"Then how should I brew it?" Cheng Boyan asked, because Xiang Xi's knowledge of tea was beyond his prediction, he was looking forward to Xiang Xi's answer on how to make tea.

"Make it in a teapot, brother." Xiang Xi said.

"...I see." When Cheng Boyan heard this simple, straightforward and very reasonable answer, he almost couldn't react.

Thinking about it again, I laughed again, and it took a long time to stop laughing.

"Aren't you tired and silly today, laughing all the time?" Xiang Xi frowned, "What's so cool about it? You can't stop laughing like a Maitreya?"

"No," Cheng Boyan rubbed his face, "I think what you said makes sense."

"Laugh at me," Xiang Xi squinted at him, "what's wrong with soaking in a pot!"

"Yes, very right, very right!" Cheng Boyan gave him a thumbs up.

Xiang Xi clicked his tongue, took a sip of tea, pouted a few more times into the cup, put down the cup and sat down on the chair, leaning his elbows on his legs, and looked at Cheng Boyan: "Wash your hands and appreciate the tea set."

"Huh?" Cheng Boyan looked at him and didn't react.

"Warming the cup and warming the pot, fetching tea, washing the tea, brewing, sealing the pot, dividing the cups, returning the pot, dividing the pot..." Xiang Xi said a series of words, his eyes narrowed at the end, and Cheng Cheng Boyan raised his chin, " Everything is particular, I can’t remember exactly what the dragon and horse entered the palace, the spring breeze caressed the face and the jade liquid returned to the pot, the phoenix or the peacock nodding three times, but you are sure there is no problem at all.”

Cheng Boyan opened his mouth and said nothing.

"Don't laugh," Xiang Xi glared at him, "Do you want to laugh even when I say serious things?"

"I don't want to laugh," Cheng Boyan looked at him seriously, "I really don't want to laugh now."

Xiang Xi snapped his fingers: "Actually, Uncle Ping used to say these things when he was pretending to be aggressive. I remember the general idea when I heard it when I was young, and sometimes I use it to brag to others."

"Xiang Xi," Cheng Boyan stood up, walked to the table, picked up the last piece of heart-shaped chocolate and put it in his mouth, "These pretentious skills can make money, and they can make a lot of money. Of course, the premise is that proficient."

"Then Uncle Ping is very proficient..." Xiang Xi stopped halfway through speaking, and stood up to look at Cheng Boyan. The matter of making money will always attract his attention immediately, "How to make money?"

"You'll find out when you come with me to have a look," Cheng Boyan smiled, "to see if you're interested."

"Well," Xiang Xi responded, and used his fingers to pull the chocolate on the plate with his lower hand. It took a long time before he said, "You don't have to worry about raising a son."

"If I really have a son, I will throw it to his mother, so I don't worry about it." Cheng Boyan said.

"Scumbag," Xiang Xi glanced at him, "Fortunately no one will marry you."

"Yeah, it's dangerous." Cheng Boyan laughed.

Xiang Xi was having fun with him, and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of relief, just eating, chatting and teasing, it would be best if he never stopped, no need to worry, no uneasiness, everything can be thrown away first To the side do not want to.

Cheng Boyan leaned closer to him, and Xiang Xi looked at him. When the two looked at each other, Xiang Xi was a little surprised that he didn't avoid Cheng Boyan's gaze.

Cheng Boyan paused for a moment, then leaned over and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

Xiang Xi froze for a moment, didn't move, didn't dodge, just looked at Cheng Boyan fixedly.

It wasn't until Cheng Boyan was overwhelmed by his gaze that he coughed lightly, then he put his gaze away and put it on the chocolate next to him.

"It smells like milk." Cheng Boyan said.

"Huh?" Xiang Xi turned to look at him.

"Taste, milk chocolate," Cheng Boyan pinched a piece to his mouth, thought for a while and then put it down, "I really can't eat it."

"What happened to the food snatcher," Xiang Xi laughed, "it's shocking how childish you are, I wasn't like that when I was five years old."

"Then you grow backwards." Cheng Boyan nodded.

"Get out." Xiang Xi was stunned for a moment and smiled.

After eating the chocolate... To be precise, he didn't finish it. Cheng Boyan put the remaining pieces of chocolate in a small glass bottle and said he would take it to the hospital the next day.

After tidying up, Cheng Boyan sent Xiang Xi back to the supermarket. Ever since he stayed in the store at night, Xiang Xi had to go back to the supermarket every night, helping his colleagues close the door, checking the windows and so on.

"Can you sleep at night? You don't have to get up all the time, do you?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"I can sleep, if there is any movement, I will get up and have a look, and turn around by the way. I sleep very well. I can sleep as I lie down, and sleep as I sleep." Xiang Xi said tongue twister, "much better than when you were on duty." gone."

"Yeah." Cheng Boyan nodded, started the car but didn't drive.

Xiang Xi put his hand on the car window, Cheng Boyan supposedly started the car, he should take a step back at this moment, but he didn't move, he felt that he should talk for a while, but he didn't know what to talk about.

I didn't want to say good night for a long time.

"I... I'm going back," Cheng Boyan tapped on the steering wheel, "I'll call you when I'm going to buy tea."

"Okay." Xiang Xi bared his teeth and smiled.

"Then..." Cheng Boyan thought for a while, reached out and grabbed his hand propped on the car window, squeezed his index finger and pulled it into the car, then lowered his head and kissed his fingertips, "Good night."

"Good night." When Xiang Xi spoke, he felt that his voice was a little floating. If he hadn't supported the car door, he would have lost his legs and knelt directly under Cheng Boyan's sweatpants.

Standing on the side of the road and watching Cheng Boyan's car drive all the way out of this road, Xiang Xi walked back to the supermarket along the abduction in a daze.

"Xiang Xi mop the floor for me," the foreman of the night shift ran over and said anxiously, "My son has a fever today, I'm going back in a hurry."

"Ah, yes!" Xiang Xi nodded quickly, but he was a little surprised in his heart, always thinking that the foreman looked quite young, but he actually had a son.

But you really can't look at the surface, Cheng Boyan is so old, he doesn't look like someone with a son... No, Cheng Boyan didn't have a son...

Going to the supermarket with Dad?

What a mess!

After Xiang Xi washed the mop and closed the store door, he mopped the floor slowly in the store, thinking about Cheng Boyan's two kisses tonight.

Compared with the previous ones, today's two kisses are shabby, but I don't know why, but today's two kisses made him feel a little dizzy, either a big dizziness or a small dizziness, and he trembled when he walked. That kind of dizziness.

When mopping the floor, I didn’t grasp it properly, and the mop stick was directly stuck on the shelf. This shelf was newly added. During the day, Song Yi said that it was a little wobbly, so I asked Zhang Xin to come over and fix it. Before he yelled out a bodhisattva Bless you, when you don't, a pile of snacks on the shelf has already been shaken and fell to the ground.

"Hey——" Xiang Xi threw the mop, and sighed forcefully in a drawn out voice.

Well, now I don’t feel dizzy or shivering anymore, my eyes and ears are bright, my eyes and ears are clear, my mind is refreshed and refreshed... small pieces...

"Damn." Xiang Xi frowned, squatting down on the ground to pick up the bags of snacks that had fallen all over the floor.

These things are all similar in appearance, and there are quite a few types. The labels are all squeezed together. Xiang Xi, a young master at reading and writing, looked at each other for a long time before putting back a bunch of this plum and that plum on the shelf.

After tidying up the store, he went to take a shower and returned to the hut.

I turned on the TV and changed the channels one by one, but I couldn't find any good content. To be precise, I didn't want to watch it.

Xiang Xi rolled back and forth on the bed, from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and then from the end of the bed to the head of the bed, still unable to calm himself down.

When he came out of Cheng Boyan’s house today, he felt different from any other time. It looked like nothing had happened, but it seemed that a lot had happened. The feeling of "ah, everything is different, everything is different" is special. obvious.

But what it was, he wasn't sure.

I just know that when Cheng Boyan kissed him lightly on his fingertips, he didn't panic, didn't feel embarrassed, or even embarrassed, but his legs were weak, and he wanted to drag Cheng Boyan's elbow all the way to the ground to be comfortable. ...

When Cheng Boyan's text message was sent, Xiang Xi was lying on the bed with his legs propped up against the wall and his head hanging upside down.

let me tell you.

Cheng Boyan's text message is just these four words.

Xiang Xi was still hanging upside down, held up his phone and pressed it for a long time, then turned around and said, what did you say?

- your chocolate

- can you not be too condescending

asthma.

-It's really unpalatable, the milk is mushy and bitter.

Xiang Xi was amused when he read the text message, and laughed for a long time with his head tilted, almost choking on his saliva.

He dialed the phone directly: "You tell me directly, why are you sending text messages?"

"I can't bear to say such a cruel comment in front of you," Cheng Boyan smiled, "I ate another piece just now, and I was really moved."

"You said, if it's not mushy, shouldn't it be delicious?" Xiang Xi laughed twice.

"No," Cheng Boyan said sincerely, "Even if you don't get confused, you will make mistakes in other magical places. We have known each other for so long, and you haven't cooked a delicious meal yet."

"Hey, this is life," Xiang Xi laughed so hard that he coughed, "Didn't you have no pursuit of food, taste, and so on, so God will give you a cooking pot that can break the pot."

"Well, it was matched by God." Cheng Boyan said.

Xiang Xi froze for a moment, then coughed violently, lying on the bed without speaking for a long time.

"Xiang Xi?" Cheng Boyan's voice came out, "Are you okay?"

Xiang Xi didn't dare to speak, nor was he embarrassed to speak.

"Do you have any opinion on God?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"Any comments... so what?" Xiang Xi clicked his tongue and said in a low voice.

"If you have an opinion, just say it," Cheng Boyan said very seriously, "God won't blame you, at most I will give you a smoke in the car window."