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Today's atmosphere is just right, very suitable for three people to have dinner together.

But in the end, Yan Cheng, a cooking killer, was still not allowed to cook alone. Yan was not at ease, and followed up in the kitchen together. The father and son were busy for a while, and Jing Tang, who was originally lying on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, felt bored and ran into the kitchen .

"Give me some work too." Jing Tang leaned on the kitchen door frame, looking at the two of them eagerly.

Yan Cheng and Yan Jue looked at each other, and said in unison: "Then you wash the vegetables."

In fact, there were still a few carrots that hadn't been cut, but they didn't dare to let Jingtang touch the knife.

Jing Tang also understood what they were worried about, and consciously stayed away from the chopping board and kitchen knives, focusing all her eyes on the Chinese cabbage in the sink.

"For the first time, I think you two are like father and son." Jing Tang peeled off the cabbage leaves one by one, washed them carefully with clean water, and said casually, "You speak in sync."

"tacit agreement."

"coincide."

— Immediately out of sync.

Yan Cheng parted his lips, and shouted with difficulty: "...Yan Jue."

"It was a coincidence." Yan Jue insisted on his point of view, "If there is a tacit understanding, you still think I have rhinitis?"

This is remembering the "revenge" on the way to the supermarket just now.

Jing Tang quietly glanced at Yan Cheng who had cut the vegetables crookedly, and moved closer to Yan Jue, whispering: "What are you doing, you see that you have wronged your father."

Yan gave him a decisive look: "You want to take care of it?"

"I'll take care of it." Jing Tang boldly called out to him, "Son!"

"...Jing Tang." The veins on the corner of Yan Jue's forehead twitched, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "For the sake of you being a sick patient, I won't mess with you today..."

"Son, son!" Jing Tang yelled again, and made a face at Yan Jue after she finished.

Yan Jue forcefully pressed the potatoes in his hand into the bowl, stretched out a pair of wet claws, and attacked Jingtang.

fight.

Yan Cheng looked at the two chasing back and forth in the living room, and couldn't help but get a headache.Although Yan Jue reconciled with Jing Tang is considered a good thing, but these two children are really naive and can make trouble.

It made him feel like he was dreaming back more than ten years ago.

If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat at seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

Yan Jue put down the kitchen knife, stood at the door of the kitchen and shouted: "Stop making trouble, you are not childish."

This trick is useless against Jing Tang, but it is very effective against Yan Jue, who hates being called "childish" the most.Sure enough, as soon as Yan Cheng's words came out, Yan Jue gave up on chasing Jing Tang, gave Jing Tang a disdainful "tss", went back to the kitchen, and closed the door to prevent Jing Tang from entering.

Jingtang said to Yanjue through the door, "Slightly slightly slightly" a few times, then ran back to the room clattering on her slippers.

After returning to the room, Jing Tang found out that there was a new message on the phone, and it was Jin Muhuai, the lingering guy again.Every time this person comes to harass him, he always comes with a lot of cute cat emoticons.

He is not at all like a man in his thirties, not stable.Jingtang pursed her lips, and said this in her heart.

Jing Tang replied angrily: What are you doing!

Jin Muhuai: I'm here to show my courtesy.

Jingtang: Go away, I don't eat sugar-coated cannonballs.

Jin Muhuai: But you still owe me a favor.

Jingtang: ...All right, go ahead.

Jin Muhuai: You should know that this melody will be held offline in China, right?It is in Licheng, with a limit of 3000 people.I got two tickets, do you want to come with me?

Jingtang: You even asked me if I would go after showing favors.

Jin Muhuai: Haha, it’s just a process.

Jing Tang: But I already have a husband, so going out with you alone is like a date, it's inappropriate, bro!

Jin Muhuai: What are you talking about, how can it be called a date, this is obviously a two-dimensional team building for older people.And I already guessed about the matter between you and Mr. Yan, it's just a marriage, you should have the freedom to date.

Seeing the second half of the sentence, Jing Tang felt guilty for a moment, then pretended to be stupid and only responded to the first half of the sentence: Only you are older, okay!I am still young and in full bloom!

Jin Muhuai: Anyway, just remember to come, next Saturday at nine o'clock in the morning, at the Licheng Exhibition Center.If you're really worried, let Mr. Yan pick you up. Anyway, I'm innocent and have no evil intentions.

... Then Uncle Yan is going to die of anger.

Jing Tang turned off her cell phone, lay on the bed and meditated.In fact, he really wants to play offline. Recently, his world is too closed, and his social circle is getting smaller and smaller. It seems that the only people who can talk to him are Yan Cheng and Yan Jue, and he chats online from time to time. Jin Muhuai at once.

Three people, this is too miserable.

He kind of wants to meet new friends, besides, he has played "Melody Played" for four years, and he has a little bit of affection, and he also wants to buy some Asano's peripherals by the way.

Jing Tang stared at the ceiling and was stunned for a moment, thinking: Why hasn't Uncle Yan realized the similarity between Asano Chu and him?

Jing Tang always felt that liking Yan Cheng was too difficult to express, so she always wanted to wait for Yan Cheng to find out by herself.

Living to the age of 22, I have only liked such a person in this life, but I messed up by myself.

Jingtang closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, got up from the bed and took the medicine.

Get well soon, pick yourself up, and get this over with as soon as possible.

Dinner was ready before seven o'clock, and Yan Cheng asked Miao Yang to come back later to do the cleaning tonight, so now there are only three of them in the house.

Jing Yue's detailed and slightly lengthy recipes really played a big role. This time, the dishes made by Yan Cheng are at least okay in appearance, and they look normal, but I don't know how they taste.

Jingtang looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table, and asked Yanjue, "Have you tried it?"

Yan Jue said: "No." Because there is a shadow.

"I've tasted it, and I think it's okay, there should be some improvement." Yan Cheng said earnestly, "I'm pretty sure there is nothing wrong with my tongue."

That's right, Yan Cheng is usually quite particular about food, if it's really unpalatable to the point where he can't swallow it, he might give up the table and order another.Thinking of this, Jing Tang decided to trust Yan Cheng once.He extended his chopsticks to the most ordinary stir-fried Chinese cabbage, twisted a leaf of the vegetable, and put it in his mouth.

Stir-fried a little old, but the taste is acceptable.

"I think it's okay too." Jing Tang bit her chopsticks and looked at Yan Jue, "You should try it too."

Yan Jue frowned, dubiously twirled a piece of cabbage and put it in his mouth. After chewing for a while, his brows gradually loosened, and commented: "The progress is very touching."

In the past, the dishes made by Yan Cheng were so unpalatable that he suspected that Yan Cheng had murdered him, but this time the taste was quite normal.

Yan Cheng breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great." He thanked his old friend in his heart for leaving such a recipe.

After dinner, Yanjue should leave.After all, he was still carrying luggage, so it was inconvenient to travel, so Yan Cheng planned to drive his son to Jiang Yiran himself, but he was worried about leaving Jing Tang at home alone, so he waited until Miao Yang arrived before leaving.

Jing Tang leaned against the door of the house and waved to the father and son standing in front of the elevator, then closed the door, turned and entered the study.He's a bit bored, but he's not in the mood to play games right now, so he wants to find a random book from Yan Cheng's bookcase to read.Books are very suitable for hypnosis, and he will fall asleep just looking at it.

Yan Cheng has maintained the habit of reading since he was a student, so he placed two large bookcases in the study room, which were almost full.

Jing Tang looked through the books one by one, and found that these books were either novels in foreign languages ​​or research monographs related to medical equipment. , looking for other books.As a result, when the cabinet door was opened, the first thing that caught his attention was not the books, but a slightly larger photo album among the densely packed books.

Could it be the black history of Yan Jue's childhood?Jingtang pursed her lips, and took out the photo album with great interest, and only after turning to the first page, the smile on her lips froze.

——This is a family portrait of Yan Cheng's family of three.

On the screen, the young Yan Cheng is wearing a black tuxedo, Ming Yue is wearing a beautiful white wedding dress, and the little Yan Jue is also wearing a small tuxedo, surrounded by his parents. with a smile.

Turn it over, and on the back of the photo, "3rd Anniversary" is written in the lower right corner with a ballpoint pen.

The 3rd anniversary of Yan Cheng and Ming Yue's marriage.

Jing Tang felt inexplicably weightless.He felt a little dizzy in front of his eyes, his internal organs were falling down uncontrollably, and his chest was so stuffy that he could hardly breathe.

Had he met Yan Cheng at that time?

No, there should be none.Yan Jue in the photo is obviously smaller than when they first met. Yan Cheng's family should be in the UK when this photo was taken.At that time, he was just a child living in the dialogue between Yan Cheng and Jing Yue. They had never met or had any contact, and he was not even a passer-by in Yan Cheng's life.For Yan Cheng at that time, "Jingtang" was just a name, a symbol, a photo sent by a friend when he posted his baby, he had a happy marriage and a warm family, and the focus of life was on his gentle wife and lovely children.

The feeling of dizziness came over again and again, and Jing Tang firmly grasped the door of the cabinet in a daze, and managed to maintain her balance, so as not to fall to the ground.

After he finally suppressed the intense discomfort, he realized that there were a few tears in the photo.The blurred eyes were covered with a layer of wet mist, and it became even more difficult to see clearly. The faces of the three people were reflected in his eyes, and they were all blurred.

Jing Tang sniffed, got up and took some toilet paper from the table, and carefully wiped away the tears on the photo.

He has always known that he has missed the most vigorous and lively years in Yan Cheng's life.The 20-year age difference between them is actually an irreparable natural moat.

He has always wanted to try not to care about the gap between him and Yan Cheng, and also wanted to try his best to forget his jealousy, unwillingness and regret.

But this photo awakened everything.

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There are still many hurdles to overcome.