Little hooligan VS big tail wolf

Five days later, after Ji Feng sent countless text messages to Yu Ziyu, Yu Ziyu finally called him back.

"I'm sick." Although he knew that the little rascal couldn't see him, Ji Feng still made an aggrieved expression on the phone.

"What's wrong? Have a cold?"

"No."

"Ah?! What kind of illness is that?"

"lovesickness."

"you……"

"Hey, are you worried?"

"..."

"Hello? Angry? I really miss you."

"Well, it's getting worse these days. I read the weather forecast that Beijing is also cooling down. Don't think that you always wear so little when you drive."

"As ordered."

Yu Ziyu laughed, but there was no sound, and Ji Feng couldn't see it.

"I'm going back to Beijing in a few days, and the train ticket has already been bought."

"Really?! When?"

"the day after tomorrow."

"What time, which bus? I'll pick you up."

"Around 03:30 in the afternoon, Beijing Railway Station. Just wait for me at the exit."

"it is good."

The train was ten minutes late.Ji Feng raised his head after smoking a cigarette, just in time to see Yu Ziyu coming out of the ticket gate with his backpack on his back.

Ji Feng looked at Yu Ziyu who was standing in front of him, "Your hair..."

Yu Ziyu's hair had turned black and was cut short, and he didn't wear any earrings. He wore glasses frames on his face, and he looked well-behaved. He looked more like a student, not a college student, but a high school student.

Yu Ziyu scratched his head, "My dad annoys me the most when I make my hair a mess. I dye it as soon as I get home."

Ji Feng smiled and stretched out his hand to grab two handfuls, "Well, I like you too, it's similar to when I first saw you."

"Why don't you say you are an old man?"

Ji Feng hooked Ziyu's shoulder, "Okay, I'll bury me as soon as I get back. Let's go, go home."

On the way, Ji Feng asked Yu Ziyu what happened at home and why he went back suddenly.

Yu Ziyu closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair, "It's fine. My dad was ill, had a high fever, and suddenly passed out."

"Ah?! How about now? Are you ready?"

"Ah."

Seeing that Yu Ziyu looked tired, Ji Feng said, "Did you not sleep well on the train?"

"Ah."

"Then you go to sleep, I will drive slowly."

Yu Ziyu squinted his eyes and looked out the window, "It's so congested, you can't go faster than you think."

Ji Feng parked the car in the garage, and Yu Ziyu was already asleep on his side.Ji Feng couldn't bear to wake him up, and was afraid of turning off the air conditioner, so he sat by the side with the engine on and watched him.

After watching for a while, Yu Ziyu moved, and the ticket fell out of his pocket.Ji Feng picked it up and took a look: it was a seat ticket.

Yu Ziyu woke up, "Why are you peeking at my ticket?"

"Who peeked, it fell out by itself." Ji Feng returned the ticket to Yu Ziyu, "How did you buy the hard seat?"

"Sleeping berths are sold out."

"Didn't you buy the tickets in advance? Besides, it's still early after the winter vacation. Is it so difficult to buy tickets?"

"Well, it's hard to buy."

Ji Feng didn't think much about it, "Tell me next time, I'll book a round-trip ticket for you."

"Let's talk. Are we here? Get out of the car first."

"Oh, good. I didn't call you when I saw that you were sleeping soundly."

Ji Feng turned off the engine, and the two got out of the car together.

Yu Ziyu slept until night, and when he woke up, it was already dark.The smell of food was wafting in the room again, and he found that as long as he was with Ji Feng, there would be food and drink delivered to his mouth as soon as he opened his eyes, and he would never have to worry about his stomach.

After taking a shower in ten minutes, Yu Ziyu stretched his waist and walked downstairs.When he got to the kitchen, he was dumbfounded. He thought that Ji Feng had brought Sister Wu to cook again, but what Yu Ziyu saw was Ji Feng who was wearing an apron and shaking the frying spoon.

"Little ancestor, you are awake. The last dish will be ready soon, you go to the restaurant and wait." Ji Feng was taking out bottles of spices from the cabinet and sprinkled them on the dishes.

Yu Ziyu took a look into the dining room, and there were three dishes and one soup on the table.He looked at Ji Feng in surprise, "Those...you did all of them?!"

"Yes." Ji Feng turned off the fire and served the plate.

"You actually know how to cook?!"

"Of course, I used to cook at home when I was renting a house in Beijing."

"Then why do you want me to cook every time you'd rather just eat instant noodles and scrambled eggs at my house?"

"I haven't done it for many years, and besides, I like to watch you cook noodles and scrambled eggs."

"You...don't be so obsessed with me."

"Don't be so cute, aren't you hungry? Come on, try my handicrafts." Ji Feng picked up the plate and walked towards the restaurant.

Yu Ziyu sat at the table and picked up the chopsticks, thought for a while and then put them down, "It's not that I haven't cooked for many years, why do I suddenly want to cook again?"

"Hmm..." Ji Feng smiled, "I see that you are listless, I want to make you happy."

Yu Ziyu looked at the perfect and handsome face in front of him, and thought of Ji Feng's arrogance when he first saw him. He really couldn't believe that he would still cook for himself wearing an apron.Think about some of the things since they met: ... forcefully gave him the sofa, bought all their CDs, found someone to help the band make a MV, took him to Qinglong Gorge to relax, and used a luxurious original grand piano as a birthday present ...and the food in front of me.It seems that they are all random, but in fact, if you think about it carefully, which one is not carefully arranged?

Yu Ziyu couldn't help sighing in his heart: Probably as long as he wants to be nice to someone, he will always find a way to make him die?With such a man, it's no wonder that the stubborn Miao Mo waited for him for so many years, and the smart and mature Qiu Yingying would rather hide her secrets and choose to endure in order to avoid breaking up with him.

"What are you thinking? Why don't you eat? Are you afraid that what I cook will be unpalatable?" Ji Feng took a mouthful of vegetables and stuffed them into his mouth.

"I was thinking: Did you not pay attention to me when we first met? How can you treat me so well now?"

"Okay? It's just cooking a few dishes. What's the point? Besides, don't you hate me too? Forgot how you scolded me?"

"Hehe..." Yu Ziyu smiled, "Then when did you start to pay attention to me?"

"Well...unconsciously, one day I suddenly realized that I couldn't see you and no one was arguing with me, so I wanted to panic."

"cheap."

"Well, I'm a bitch. What about you? Since when did you stop hating me?"

"Uh..." Yu Ziyu recalled, "From the time you got drunk in the Daqi Bar. Fang Daqi said that you would play our CD when you went there. I think you probably liked our songs after listening to them." Let others let it go. No one hates people who like their own works. So although I always thought you were a jerk, I didn’t have the urge to slap you when I saw you after that.”

Ji Feng nodded, "Okay then, I didn't like each other at first, but later I thought we were pretty good, so we're even. Let's eat."

"Well, it's even." Yu Ziyu picked up a spoon and took a sip of the soup, "Ah──"

"What's the matter?" Ji Feng looked at Yu Ziyu nervously, "It's hard to drink?"

"This is... too delicious, right?! What kind of soup is this?" He picked up a large spoon and stirred in the white casserole containing the soup, "Sparse ribs?"

"Lamb chops and wax gourd soup. I've been cooking it for hours, and you cook it as soon as you fall asleep. It's best to drink it in cold weather."

Yu Ziyu took another lamb chop from his small soup bowl.

"Dip this and you won't get tired." Ji Feng pushed a plate of dipping sauce in front of him.

Yu Ziyu dipped and gnawed, then patted the table, "It's so fucking delicious! What is this?"

"Made with chive flowers, mashed garlic and umami sauce."

"Damn, did you really go to college to learn oil painting? You went to a chef training school, right? What kind of media company do you want to be the president of? You open a restaurant and be a cook."

Ji Feng was so happy that his mouth almost cracked to the ear, "Hey, actually I rolled off the cliff accidentally, and I was trained by the Eighteen Bronze Men in the Shaolin back kitchen in Shaolin Temple. I am the God of Cookery who was relegated to the mortal world. "

Yu Ziyu put down his chopsticks reluctantly when he was so stuffed that he could hardly walk, "Ah—my stomach is full, but my mouth is not full yet."

"Today is the first time you eat my dishes, eat as much as you like, and don't overeat like this in the future." Ji Feng smiled and looked at the plate that was almost completely exposed.

Yu Ziyu touched his chubby belly, "If I can eat like this every day, I will definitely gain weight."

"I wish you could quickly grow a few taels of meat. If you like it, I will cook it for you whenever I have time."

"Cut, it's really nasty." Yu Ziyu pouted and stood up, turned around and walked to the living room, but was very moved in his heart: You don't need to do it, as long as you have this sentence.

Turning on the TV to choose a channel, Yu Ziyu stared at the screen and quickly lost his mind.

Ji Feng came in with two cups of yogurt, "Come on, eat so much and digest well. I'll do some exercise later."

Yu Ziyu was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't hear what Ji Feng said.After taking the yogurt, I just said "oh" in a daze.

"Thinking about what? Absent-minded?"

"Ah? No."

"No?" Ji Feng sat next to Yu Ziyu, "Then what's on TV?"

"Uh...the entertainment show, they're making games."

"what game?"

Yu Ziyu couldn't answer.

"Are you worried?" Ji Feng tilted his head to look at Yu Ziyu carefully.

"No... no."

"Really not?"

"Not really. I'm just a little tired."

"Still tired? You slept for so long."

"It's only a few hours, how can it be a long time."

"Alright then." Ji Feng leaned on Ziyu, "Let's drink slowly. I'll watch with you."

After finishing the yogurt and watching TV for more than half an hour, Ji Feng finally couldn't bear it and began to move his hands and feet.

"What are you doing?" Yu Ziyu patted Ji Feng's hand away.

"What do you say I am? Don't you know how long you've been gone?"

In fact, Yu Ziyu had no intention of doing that, but looking at Ji Feng's hot eyes, he really had no reason to refuse him, and he couldn't say that his aunt was here.

"Okay, but the Eighteen Forms of Longyang are not allowed. If you give me the right one, I will accept it. I have to get up early tomorrow."

Ji Feng had already overwhelmed Ziyu and climbed on top of him, "Get up early? What are you doing?"

"I have to go to Zhao Han and the others. They don't know what I'm doing at home. I'm afraid I'm going to be kicked out of the band if I don't face to face."

Ji Feng eagerly undid the last button of Yu Ziyu's pajamas, "It's easy to say."