Rational derailment

"Hiss—" Because of thinking about something on his mind, a cut was cut on his finger.

Wu Si put down the knife, turned on the faucet next to him, rinsed the wound in the water, and then turned out Bondi. After treating the wound briefly, he continued to cut the winter bamboo shoots.

Broth was simmering in a pot on the stove, and Wu Si threw the prepared ingredients into the pot and began to process the vegetables.

It has been nearly a month from the film's finalization to tomorrow's premiere. This period can be said to be Wu Si's most leisure time at work. All roads have been opened up, and we just wait for Miller to complete the film.He could take advantage of this time to go home once, but in the end he did not apply for a vacation.

Yesterday Jing Mo called and said that he had sent some things to his uncle and aunt. Both of them were in good health, which reassured Wu Si, but before hanging up the phone, Jing Mo told Wu Si that Aunt seemed to miss you very much. Come back and see her when you have time.

Wu Si fell silent.He has always been a good boy in the eyes of his parents, but he has never been a filial child.In terms of sexual orientation, it was enough to make them extremely disappointed, and now they are even flying away.

Although my family supports my decision to stay in Paris for development, but after all, there is such a long distance, I don’t miss you, it’s only a few hours’ train ride away, how can Wu Si not understand the deep reluctance of his parents Woolen cloth?

After handling the cabbage, Wu Si glanced at the time, it was 04:30 in the afternoon.The vegetables only need to be fried in the pan, and the prawns have been thawed, so they can be fried with bread flour, and it can be done within half an hour.

Taking off his bib, Wu Si walked out of the kitchen to the sofa in the living room, tapping his shoulders wearily.There is a pot of black tea, a few cookies, and some CDs on the coffee table. These are all Miller's things. He has completely occupied the room.

It's not that he didn't think about asking for leave. Even before the finale, Wu Si had already arranged his future work arrangements and found a colleague who would take over for him for a short time. But seeing Miller's face so thin that his cheeks were sunken, he still gave up. .Wu Si was quite aware of how much life was lost in the later stage of the film produced by the director himself. During that time, Ran Xuanyang was no different from Li Gui.

Therefore, instead of regaining weight, Miller lost a few pounds.Unlike Ran Xuanyang who doesn't care about his body, Miller belongs to the health-preserving school. He hardly drinks coffee and rarely smokes. But this month, without these two things, he couldn't stay up late at work.

It was natural to take care of him, and Wu Si didn't even think about the reason for doing so. When he appeared in the room, lying on the sofa with a face that didn't want to move, he would instinctively do something for him.For example, cooking.

Although it's cooking, most Wu Si can do is supper.Miller has been eating boxed lunches for several months. Even if the taste is good, he is already tired of eating it. The same goes for fast food, burgers and pizzas. When eating seafood porridge, my eyes just barely shined.

I ate with satisfaction, took a hot bath, had a delicious quilt to sleep in, and occasionally did some bed exercises to relieve mental fatigue.Miller's complexion gradually improved, and he even regained a lot of weight.

"Chinese cuisine is indeed the best cuisine in the world, and I will never learn it in my life." Miller couldn't help sighing while eating the dishes cooked by Wu Si.

Unknowingly dozed off, Wu Si woke up from the cold, the air conditioner was not turned on in the living room, and he was not covered with a blanket, just sleeping on the sofa, of course he would catch a cold.Looking at the time, it was close to six o'clock, so I hurriedly got up, and because I got up too fast, I felt dizzy for a while, and almost fell back down again.

After a while, Wu Sicai came to the kitchen, fried the prawns and vegetables, and turned off the broth.

It's almost time for Miller to come back.

Because of tomorrow's premiere, he went to Tony's to have his hair trimmed. The hair that hadn't been trimmed for several months grew like weeds. If he didn't trim it, he would be no different from a wild man in the jungle.

As the food was being brought to the table, Wu Si's cell phone rang, a call from Miller.

"Take care of yourself quickly, and wait for me at the Lilai Hotel in an hour. The president of United Cinemas will treat you to dinner." Miller's voice was a bit noisy, and he should be walking on the road. "By the way, bring me a light-colored tie, thanks."

"...Okay." After hanging up the phone, Wu Si put the fried shrimp in his hand back into the kitchen without pausing.

While pulling the plastic wrap, Wu Si looked at the few prawns that had been fried to a golden color all afternoon, finally put down the plastic wrap, picked up one and stuffed it in his mouth, and dumped the rest into the trash bucket.

This kind of food can only be tasted crispy and soft when eaten while it is hot. After it is refrigerated and reheated, nothing can be tasted.Instead of this, it is better to dump it to save trouble and not take up space.

Vegetables are also not suitable for overnight, and they are also poured into the trash can.

After taking a shower and tearing up Bundy, the wound has basically healed, leaving only a long mark.After changing into decent clothes, and picking out a light-colored tie from Miller's half closet, Wu Si took the car keys and closed the door.