Hold on, you can't bend!

In the evening, there was still a sliver of heat from the day in the air. The two walked side by side under the shade of willows. Zhang Nan held the "Actor" in his hand, scratched his chin and rubbed his forehead from time to time, in exchange for a lazy and comfortable voice. "Meow".

Even though Fu Yuzheng has been raising it alone for so long as a father and a mother, it is obvious that the "King of Movies" is still closer to Zhang Nan.

Fu Yuzheng cursed in his heart: white-eyed cat.

They went together to buy rations for the picky "Film King". The previous pet store ran out of cat food, so they had to walk around for 15 minutes before finding another pet supply store.

After buying cat food, the two came out of the pet store. Zhang Nan shook the collar of his T-shirt and said casually, "It's all over, why is it still so hot?"

Fu Yuzheng thought about it, and asked without answering: "So, why don't we drive?"

Zhang Nan couldn't refute, he was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "Let's think of it as contributing to green travel."

Fu Yuzheng smiled and said nothing.

Turning back the same way, Zhang Nan's originally rock-solid mind shifted half a bit at this moment, and he murmured repeatedly in his heart: He said he came to see the cat, but now he also saw the cat and bought cat food, should he say goodbye?However, looking at cats is secondary, the main thing is to see people, but now that people have seen them, shouldn't it be time to say goodbye?

Damn, I went around and suffocated into a dead end.

So... today's weather is not bad, the setting sun is only a faint phantom, and the wind is blowing gently—is it suitable for confession?If it fails, is it suitable to find a corner where there is no one to hug and cry?

He was wandering in the sky, and suddenly his arm was taken lightly, and Fu Yuzheng reminded him from his side: "Watch the road."

"Oh." Zhang Nan came back to his senses. After the fierce ideological struggle, his brain was left blank, and he was so honest that people couldn't help but look sideways.

Suddenly, Fu Yuzheng asked, "Did you eat before you came?"

"Ah?" Zhang Nan was taken aback, "What time is it?"

Fu Yuzheng raised his hand and glanced at the watch. From the corner of his eye, he saw that it was still the same Vacheron Constantin as his own, so his thoughts uncontrollably went astray from "how to comfort me when I failed to confess" to " Director Fu of the specialized hospital now earns such a considerable amount of money." Coming up, in short, a myriad of thoughts, my mind was too busy to stop for a while.

Fu Yuzheng took all the subtle changes in his expression into his eyes, put down his hands, and said naturally: "What's for dinner?"

Zhang Nan didn't understand the meaning of this question for a while.

First of all, the other party may just ask casually, and doesn't care what constructive advice he will give, so there is no need to answer carefully and carefully, it's just gossip, and everything is fine.Secondly, what if, what if... the other party's subtext is "Let's have dinner together, anyway, it's already this time, so what do you want to eat"?he--

Zhang Nan's continuous inner drama hadn't ended yet, Fu Yuzheng suddenly asked: "There are noodles at home, do you want to eat shredded chicken noodles with shiitake mushrooms?"

Zhang Nan was dumbfounded for a moment, his heart fluctuated for a moment, countless bullet screens of "He really meant that!" frantically brushed across his skull, he opened his mouth, and he burst out a sentence: "Then put some rapeseed."

After speaking, he wanted to lie down on the plain and pretend to be dead.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yuzheng smiled. Through the thin sunlight, this smile was so handsome that everyone was angry, and said, "Okay, let's buy some from the small supermarket downstairs."

Then he had a bleak memory of how he followed Fu Yuzheng all the way to the convenience supermarket in the community, how he picked a handful of green and tender rapeseed in the vegetable section, and how he took the elevator back to Fu Yuzheng's house. Every time he recalled the situation of that day, the only thing he could remember was that smile in the sunset, which was cold and light, but it became the warmth that he could not live without for the rest of his life.

Stepping into Fu Yuzheng's house again, Zhang Nan suddenly had the illusion of a world away. He had not been away for a long time, and when he came back, it was like a different world... Kind?

Maybe it's really a different mood.

After returning home, the two had a clear division of labor after washing their hands. Zhang Nan was in charge of teasing the cat and resting, and Fu Yuzheng was in charge of the "Mushroom Rapeseed Shredded Chicken Noodles".

Zhang Nan poured the cat food in the cat food bowl that was rejected by the "Actor" into a garbage bag, and replaced him with a new one, then pointed to the snow-white meat ball and named it: "I learned to be picky eaters when I was young. Don't be an example!"

The "Film Emperor" was not afraid of him at all, with a sweep of his tail, he slid to the side of the cat food bowl to eat.

The smell of shredded chicken noodles wafted from the restaurant, and Fu Yuzheng called him, "Go and wash your hands, it's time to eat."

"Hey, here we come."

In the past, Fu Yuzheng praised Zhang Nan's cooking skills more than once, and this bowl of shredded chicken noodles was so cooked that Zhang Nan felt that his status as a chef was not guaranteed. The soup was rich, delicious, and the noodles were chewy and chewy. Paired with tender and tender rapeseed, it is so delicious that you want to swallow it with the tip of your tongue.

After dinner, Zhang Nan took the initiative to clean up the dishes, and brought the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen. He dawdled on purpose, and had a scheming idea. Instead of using the dishwasher, he washed it by hand. A porcelain bowl had to be cleaned three times inside and out with a dish towel. While deliberately slowing down his movements, he was thinking about what to do next.

However, there are two bowls and one dinner plate, and two pairs of chopsticks, even if the flowers are washed out, it is useless. He sighed secretly, put the bowls and chopsticks back in the cabinet, leaned against the edge of the marble table, and began to think about how to confess his love tonight. , what is the probability of success.

According to tradition, whether it is a relationship or a stable relationship, the premise of "the right family", which seems to be realistic but actually implies a deep meaning, still needs to be considered. After all, behind this "old feudalism", it can reflect the relationship between two people. If there is no such foundation, the days to come will be so long, and the risk of parting ways will not be without it.

This set of theories is not groundless, but a lesson of blood and tears drawn by Zhang Nan after verifying the facts——

At that time, he encountered a bottleneck in his career at the beginning of his career, and he was struggling with pain. After an insomnia, he was wandering on the road at five o'clock in the morning. He happened to meet a sanitation gentleman. The leaves on the side of the street asked, "Young man, what worries you? It looks like you can't think about it."

With this question, the sky thunder set off the fire, and Zhang Nan immediately remembered the life motto "Qi Baishi and the cleaner are the same" in his desperation. Two streets, how glorious he was before, how boring he is now, and finally talking about his dry throat, he didn't forget to ask: "Master, you can understand me, right?!"

The uncle was tormented by the lingering magic sound for almost an hour. Now he poked the broom and asked only one sentence: "You just said that you are a painter, so how much money can you make by publishing a book?"

Zhang Nan was stunned for a moment, thinking that this is not next to each other, how can the value of art be measured by money?But due to the desire for bosom friends, I still truthfully told a number.

Unexpectedly, great changes happened in an instant.

When the uncle heard this, he swiped the broom in a sweeping motion, and shouted at him, "I'm fucking 65 this year, and the money I've saved for a lifetime is not as good as writing half a book." Do you have the nerve to talk to me about your depression?! How dare you to walk on the road after five o’clock in sleep?! Then I’ll just find a rope and hang myself on a green tree tomorrow! Get out, little bastard, who’s causing trouble? Woolen cloth!"

Zhang Nan: "..."

Your uncle will always be your uncle, Zhang Nan was blown away with a broom, and since then he has become more and more tired.

off topic-

However, this incident taught Zhang Nan a profound truth, whether it is dating or making friends, spiritual resonance is still very important.

Well, looking back at him and Fu Yuzheng, as far as he is concerned... It is a matter of seeking truth from facts to say that he was born in a scholarly family. As for Fu Yuzheng, his parents are well-known foreign doctors, and his stepmother also happens to be an artist. The growth environment and family background are not only equally matched, but there are even some intersections. If you look at it this way, the three-view orientation and spiritual communication between him and Dr. Fu should be stable. In the future, you don't have to worry about "meeting the old man who fell and helped you" Disagreement over the ultimate topic—not only can you help, but you will be in a good mood to catch up with Dr. Fu, and maybe he can treat you on the spot.

Leaving aside their family backgrounds, as far as the current situation of the two of them is concerned, a painter and a doctor are both skilled occupations. Although they cross borders, don't they just complement each other?Well...Although he is still in a bottleneck period and his career is sluggish, but, but...But Fu Yuzheng also works overtime all day long and is not on time, so be considerate of each other, don't dislike anyone, it seems that they can be harmonious?

Then we have compared and demonstrated the family and the individual, and now we have come to the most important part--feelings.

There's nothing to worry about in this part. He doesn't know how Fu Yuzheng feels about him, and it doesn't matter. He ate all the shredded chicken noodles with shiitake mushrooms and rapeseed, so he decided on this person.

After all, there were still so many days and nights between them that made him feel so excited that he couldn't help himself.

That's it.

After a long period of thinking in his mind, Zhang Nan sorted out all the logical relationships, and finally came to a conclusion——

He and Fu Yuzheng, isn't this the legendary "marriage made in heaven"!

Man does not fight against heaven, Zhang Nan took a deep breath, wiped the water droplets on his hands, strode forward with a manly and high-spirited posture, and walked back to the living room step by step, his eyes locked on the bowed man in front of the tea bar machine. Water, a figure that seems to be making tea.

Zhang Nan only gave himself one more second to prepare himself mentally, then he opened his mouth and called out, "Fu Yuzheng."

The person standing in front of the tea bar machine turned around when he heard the sound, with a bit of surprise on his face. After all, this was the first time he called him by his name directly.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. Zhang Nan went all out and said, "Are you free? Before it's too late, I want to talk to you a little bit."

Fu Yuzheng paused for a moment, then smiled to himself: "It's fine to chat, but why did you just call him by name?"

Zhang Nan: "Huh?"

Wouldn't it be more formal like this?

Fu Yuzheng moved slowly, walked in front of him, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "How serious is it, you're so scared that you don't even call out?"

Zhang Nan: "..."

Although but - you suddenly become so gentle, I'm fucking nervous again!

The author has something to say: Fu Xiaozheng: Don't be nervous, think about uncle.

Zhang Xiaonan: ...Your uncle.

Nineteen: I will be your uncle in the future.

Boo! 520 confession day, 521 together!This is Tian, ​​Zuo, Zhi, He!

On such a special day today, Nineteen also wants to confess to my little angels——

I hope that the sisters will always enjoy exclusive love, but I hope you will always love yourself. After all, the world is so big, and you are your unique beauty! ! !

I also hope that everyone will continue to love Nineteen! (dog head to heart)

The front row of this chapter continues to drop red envelopes, love everyone, let's continue with 521, mua!

感谢在2021-05-1919:42:53~2021-05-2020:39:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: pmhhhhhhh1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Meng Yu 17 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!