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The food vendor delivered the food for today's housewarming party right to my door at ten o'clock in the morning.Because of the limited number of people, I paid more attention to the dishes - mainly by paying more, after all, I am not the one who cooks.

Among them is a dish of caviar, cream and salmon stacked on the bottom of biscuits. Due to the special shape, the lady who delivered the dish made careful instructions.I opened it and found that they were fixed very cleverly, but they were a little bigger and might not be able to finish in one bite.Most of the hosts today are women, and only Xiao Ding is the only man.

An Ning was the first to arrive, and came alone, not with anyone.I checked the time, it was not yet eleven o'clock.

Turning on the computer, I changed the time for the screen to automatically sleep, and let the page stay on the third-party information file, and went downstairs to pick her up.Perhaps because of the presence of colleagues, An Ning dressed in a low-key manner today, but she was very attentive.

I thought of Miss Pender's words again for no reason.

"I said hello before, I thought you would bring a companion." I put my hands in my pockets and tilted my head in the direction of the lobby. .I ordered a lot of food, it doesn’t matter if you bring your boyfriend to help share the burden.”

She lowered her head and smiled: "Where is my boyfriend from?"

"You can also have a girlfriend, what age is it?" I led her to register, but An Ning just smiled and didn't answer the question.

Isn't that straight?I frowned slightly, watching her write.

She has never done manicures, her nails are neatly trimmed, and no fingernails are kept too short.In getting along with people outside of work, An Ning does not shy away from the same sex, but keeps a polite distance from male friends like most straight girls.

People can't think too much, otherwise Ji will see Ji, and it will be inevitable.Now I understand why Miss Pender said yesterday that she doesn't believe in Jida: There are all kinds of people in this world, they are too determined to judge by stereotypes and their own paradox, and when they learn the truth, it is easy to laugh and cry.

Walking into the elevator, I said, "The food that I ordered has just arrived. I may have to clean up for a while, so I can't entertain you."

An Ning shook her head: "I came early. Didn't bother you?"

"No matter what, you can come to the kitchen and help me—" I opened the door and said before she could speak, "You don't have to force me, ah, you are a guest when you come. Please come in."

I showed An Ning a brief tour of the layout and furnishings of the house. When she arrived at the window of the living room, she glanced at the computer on the coffee table unobtrusively, perhaps to confirm whether it was the model issued by the company.

I turned a blind eye and led her to the other rooms.It can be seen that An Ning is not interested in why my second bedroom is so empty, and my cloakroom scene, which is obviously different from ordinary people, only slightly arouses her interest.

An Ning was obviously absent-minded.In normal times, we can talk for a long time just talking about the choice of wood for bed frames and wardrobes.

Regarding the choice of home furnishing and decorations, she politely praised a few words.

I decided to be a favor.

An Ning and I carefully moved the caviar to the table.After carefully arranging the dishes one by one, I said: "There is still a dish in it that needs to be grilled with a lighter, but I only have one direct-injection lighter here, and it was sent by the banquet food contracting company today... Nothing else seems to matter. Do you want to help out in the kitchen or play by yourself?"

She pondered for a moment: "Or I'll sit in the living room for a while and ask where they are. You don't have time here. I can go down to pick them up when they arrive later."

I nodded: "This is better. You can just talk to the administrator when the time comes. We know each other very well, so it shouldn't matter. If he insists that the head of the household go down, you can call me."

She seemed to be relieved, leaned on the kitchen aisle to see me get busy, and turned to go out.

I set a timer on my phone, and when the reminder goes off, I move the lighter to the next meal.

You should feel at ease when taking pictures in An Ning.

I'm sure she will save those files by taking photos. Firstly, the company's computer cannot be installed with executable programs, and the output of the USB interface is also blocked. Secondly, if she dares to use my device to send the files...

Unless you're crazy.

I also don't know how Kevin communicated with her, what step he pointed to, and how much information he gave about me.But she and I are just trying to protect ourselves. Apart from this information, An Ning probably doesn't have the guts to touch things that shouldn't be touched;

My hands just moved mechanically, and I felt extremely ironic at the moment.

When the food is done baking, I turn off the reminder and get out.An Ning was sitting by the window in the living room looking at her mobile phone, with her back to my computer.

The computer screen was on.It is less than a minute since she last moved the mouse.

I took two bottles of water from the refrigerator, handed one to her, and twisted the other open by myself.

An Ning quietly moved her position while sitting back, trying to block the computer screen.But she was sitting and I was standing. How could such an attempt be successful?

I pretended I wasn't paying attention, drank water slowly, screwed the lid on when the screen went to sleep, and asked, "Where are they?"

"Hurry up. Ruben seems to have bought some online celebrity ice cream that needs to be picked up now, and it's already in the car."

I nodded slowly.An Ning's psychological quality was unexpectedly good, and she was given a few tens of seconds to relax, and there was no trace of panic at the moment.

But she definitely wasn't done.If the action is fast, An Ning may have taken about half of the filming. This is still a situation without any confirmation: I did not leave enough time for her.

Anxiety was slowly consuming her.

Am I going to drag it until other colleagues come over?

Time passed by, I was like a crawling hunter, she was a scorching antelope.

An Ning couldn't sit still.

She stood up and pushed my shoulders, and the two of them moved slowly to the kitchen, unable to tell who was in charge of whom.An Ning is behind me, her expression is completely hidden, only her voice maintains a deliberate, high-frequency jump: "I'm a little hungry, what kind of food have you prepared? Give me a piece secretly."

"This kind of shell is quite delicious, but it should be very hot right now," I touched my arm, pretending to think, "How about I get you a pair of chopsticks?"

An Ning glanced around hastily, then turned her gaze back, with a hesitant expression.

I said again: "There are no snacks at home. There are only microwave foods in the freezer. You must not be used to them. It seems that there are two packs of instant noodles—oh, yes! There is a box of sugar-free yogurt in the refrigerator."

She looked at me, feeling a little wronged, and suddenly said: "Before they come, or else, you can cook bread for me."

I froze for a moment.

An Ning has never acted like a baby to me, never.

"It's the kind you made for me when you were in college. You seem to have added some special kimchi or something..." She looked expectantly, "The main reason is that I didn't eat breakfast today. Yesterday 'that' here we go again."

I am so naive.

She is definitely not the shy and slightly bookish Meigao student she was many years ago.

I suddenly realized, and patted my forehead: "I'll boil some hot water for you, don't drink that bottle of ice, just put it there. Go out and sit! The noodles are ready and I'll bring them to you."

An Ning smiled like a little girl, pursed her lips, and walked out quickly.

I lost all smiles, took out my phone and sent a message to Xiaoding: "Come here."

He immediately confirmed it.

Cold water was poured into the pot, I turned the switch, and the pot for cooking noodles was placed on the gas stove.The kettle started to work, and the noise was always foggy, as if the boiler in the distance had burned dry, as if something was in disrepair and was about to fall apart.

I was in the kitchen, as An Ning expected, not taking a step outside.

But Xiao Ding has already started calling her.How long will she struggle to keep silent, keep taking pictures, and be interrupted?

I really underestimated her.

When Xiao Ding entered the room, there was already a layer of water droplets washed by a torrential rain on the outer packaging of the ice cream, densely overlapping each other.I put the ice cream in the freezer for first aid. It didn't rain today, although it was cloudy, but I asked him to take two other colleagues outside for so long. I am afraid that the ice cream will not have a good color.

Flowers are not a hundred days of red.

After greeting them in a hurry, I poured out the hot water and let it dry before returning to the kitchen.A colleague politely offered to help me, but I also declined.

Liquid is already boiling in a pot on the stove.The accuracy of judgment is always limited by the sound alone. The rolling bubbles and the liquid that is about to fall into transpiration sound closer to the vicious bubbles and the mud that cannot escape than the water source that people rely on for survival.

However, even if you keep all your perceptions, how can you know the truth if you don't put yourself in danger?

One should never fully trust one's own judgment.

They gathered together and complained in a low voice, maybe they said that Xiao Ding didn't know the way, or maybe they complained about An Ning's separation of man and machine.I was still cooking noodles for An Ning in the kitchen, adding cold water to the pot over and over again.

However, the fire lasts forever, and the water always boils.

"That shell seems to be very delicious." Suddenly, I heard An Ning say.

"What kind of shell?" Xiao Ding asked, and then reported several varieties in English.Everyone laughed again, these people always have endless things to say when they are together.

"If there are different types of shells, the taste of the difference will be great." Xiao Ding's tone sounded serious, but his Mandarin was completely fragmented in grammar.Even I couldn't help laughing, I just suppressed it immediately: I don't want them to perceive my existence at this moment.

An Ning is the one who laughs the most. She used to make fun of Xiaoding's BBC background, but the jokes were not too much, just a taste of it;

They argued for a few more words, and the topic gradually changed from the taste of edible shellfish to Xiaoding's accent. At this moment, An Ning changed his mind and said, "Go to the kitchen and you'll find out. We can't argue about anything." ah."

I turned off the fire.

I really, underestimated her.