Jiang Fu was very generous, buy one get one free, not only added Lou Qingyan's WeChat, but also exchanged mobile phone numbers with him.

The latter just watched him carefully enter names into the address book word by word: Lou, Qing, Yan.

"Hahahaha," he suddenly laughed uncontrollably, and began typing his name into his phone, and looked at Jiang Fu provocatively after typing.

Even though Jiang Fu was not curious, he still stretched his head to take a look cooperatively.

I saw that Lou Qingyan entered the name: Xiao, Biscuit, Gan.

Jiang Fu: "..."

He didn't say anything, put away his phone, and prepared to go downstairs to cook.

Lou Qingyan had nothing to do, leaning against the kitchen door and watching him busy.

It's not that he didn't want to step forward to help, but before he crossed, he was a young master who opened his mouth to eat. After crossing, he lived on cooking robots and nutritional supplements. Not to mention cooking, he didn't even know how to handle ingredients.

With sharp eyes, he suddenly saw a bunch of flowers on the refrigerator.

A very ordinary lily, inserted in a very elegant geometric vase.

It seems that there are flowers everywhere in the house.

Lou Qingyan recalled, went out to look for it, and sure enough, flowers were found in the living room, bedroom, balcony, study...every room.Carnations, daisies, lilies, these simple and cheap flowers, one or two or three, simply put in a vase.

The flowers are watery and delicate.

Lou Qingyan returned to the kitchen, looked at Jiang Fu's back, and asked, "Is the market going well? As expected of a man who claims to be a man with a depth of field when he appears on stage, people chase him wherever he goes."

Jiang Fu: "?"

Lou Qingyan: "I've seen it all, which girl gave you so many flowers, I'll meet you someday?"

Jiang Fu shook his head, "No, don't guess."

"Tsk, I'm still twitching."

Jiang Fu didn't know where he saw his embarrassment.

Lou Qingyan lost the desire to continue chatting and went upstairs.Naturally, there are also flowers in his room, which are beautiful little roses and the only one in the house.

Jiang Fu is a piece of wood, he definitely doesn't know the meaning of roses given to him by girls, the only rose in a large bouquet was actually placed in someone else's house by him.

He touched the delicate rose petals, and said with a smile: "It's probably a small biscuit made of wood, it's hard to chew, and I don't know how the girl put it in her mouth."

However, now that the flowers are collected, they are still being dismantled and placed all over the house in a decent manner... That girl seems to be about to succeed.

Dinner consisted of four dishes and one soup. Jiang Fu seemed to have magical powers, making ordinary dishes invincibly delicious.Lou Qingyan almost swallowed his tongue, exclaimed that he was enjoying himself, patted his belly after eating, and expressed his real-name envy to Jiang Fu's roommate.

Jiang Fu was very strange: "I thought you were used to the skills of top chefs, you should not be used to it."

Lou Qingyan suddenly remembered his goal of enjoying life, and felt melancholy.What a top chef, I have long forgotten the taste.

Naturally, the two of them couldn't finish the four dishes and one soup. Lou Qingyan thought it would definitely be wasted, but Jiang Fu took out a few small milk pots like a magic trick, poured the leftovers in, and came to the back of the house with the pots in hand.

He just stood there clapping his hands, and after a while, a few little heads poked out from the grass.

He put the small milk pot on the ground, and the big cat and kitten rushed over looking for the smell, "Mimimi!"

Lou Qingyan took the opportunity to go up and masturbate a few times.

"Be careful, they are all stray cats nearby. They haven't been vaccinated, so don't get scratched." Jiang Fu reminded.

"Can they eat these things?"

"Okay, no green onions or MSG, and we finished the rest of the inedible food."

"You...have thought about feeding them when you're cooking?"

"Yeah." Jiang Fu lowered his head, picked up one kitten's paw to look at, and then picked up the other, and said while looking at it, "I want to clean up the dust for you, and I plan to cook a few more dishes. But I don't want to I like to waste, and eating leftovers is not very healthy."

"I found out that you..."

"What?" Jiang Fu looked up at him.

"……nothing."

Jiang Fu seems to have the ability to handle all bad things into the most comfortable way.

Waste would be bad if there were more than one dish to cook, but no.

If you leave the circle without saying a word, it would be bad to make fans sad, but still no.He used actions to support Lou Qingyan, and also made a large number of fans lose their fans.After he retired from the circle, the sad emotions did not spread.People only feel sorry, even happy.

He kept Lou Qingyan's help in his heart for so long, but he never thought about how to repay him, and he didn't even plan to find an opportunity to express his gratitude.Because he understands that when the other party does not need it, it is not gratitude, but self-satisfaction. In the final analysis, it is to show his moral superiority.

However, such a person who seems to have forgotten his kindness long ago is also the first person to extend a helping hand to help Lou Qingyan with all his strength.

The food was not wasted, the fans were not sad, Lou Qingyan got support when he lacked the most support, everything was very comfortable.

This kind of comfort, roughly, is that the power bank is always in a state of power, and when you shake off the coat, you drop the money, and you find something right away, that feeling.

Lou Qingyan suddenly realized that Jiang Fu actually knew a lot of things, and the whole world was hidden in his heart, so he knew how to smooth them out.

He is not the kind of ungrounded flower of the high mountains, no matter how cold and reticent he looks, no matter how profound and high-end his thoughts and studies are, he is really just like what he said, but in fact he is a weed growing by the side of the road .

His family background can be said to be poor, his father is going to have an operation that can't even be paid for, and his mother is not in good health, so he has been the pillar of the family since he was a child.Lou Qingyan doesn't believe that a poor child who has supported his family since he was a child has never experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships and the torment of the world. He must have rolled in mud and spittle, and he must have seen the darkness of society and the sharp edge of people's hearts.

If you have never met Jiang Fu, Lou Qingyan can imagine what this child will look like when he grows up: he is familiar with the world prematurely, can speak well, is old-fashioned and tactful, can cry, laugh, and drink but is cold in heart... But Jiang Fu It is completely backwards.

Sometimes you will find that such a person really exists in the world. He has seen the suffering in the world, he understands every small ups and downs in life, and has experienced the lowest tribulations and hardships, but he is still calm and calm. In the heart, know the world but not the world.He always insisted, never showed superiority, and was able to live without fear and unaffected... He just stood up slowly from the tip of the grass and grew into a towering tree.

Lou Qingyan has lived most of his life, traveled through two worlds, and has never seen such a person.

If he is talking about himself, he is probably...a person who was knocked down by suffering.

After feeding the cat, the two sat in the garden and watched the sunset for a while, chatting casually.It was probably Lou Qingyan who asked Jiang Fuhui, saying something and then stopping, and he couldn't remember what he said.

Lou Qingyan took out a bottle of Baileys, mixed it with milk and drank it slowly, and after a while, the red wine smell climbed up.His skin was too fair, and it would look very bright with a little color, like the delicate rose in the room, and like the sunset glow from the sky buried its head and gently kissed his cheek.

Jiang Fu didn't, although he was also white, he was not as clear as Lou Qingyan, but a kind of icy white, which froze the sunset glow that kissed quietly.

When the sky was completely dark and the cool breeze was blowing, Lou Qingyan lay on the bench drowsy, thinking, there is a small house with a garden, delicious food, beautiful scenery, cats, and someone to accompany Speaking of which, isn't this the dreamy fairy day?

After a while, Jiang Fu went back to the room, changed his clothes and came out, patted him awake and said, "Are you running?"

"run."

By the way, there is also a serious attitude towards life and a healthy lifestyle.

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