The third year of divergence

I went to the company in the afternoon, and it was already evening when Ji Heyi returned home.This time, the people guarding the door of the house were no longer as polite as last night, and cigarette butts of different lengths were left all over the floor.

However, in this soot-covered corridor, Ji Heyi didn't smell the choking smell of smoke as he imagined.The bay window at the end of the corridor was cracked open, and a smoker in the corner knocked on an unlit cigarette against the window, and the smell had dissipated after the window was open for an unknown amount of time.

Hearing the sound, Chi Yan immediately turned around and looked around.After smoking in the afternoon, his complexion was even worse than in the morning. The slump and anxiety left by days of smoking and drinking were all over his face, and his eyes were burning. When he saw someone coming, he subconsciously walked two steps closer, like a patient in a withdrawal reaction Saw my own addiction.

While Ji Heyi was staring at him, he opened the door and entered the room. The carpet was rubbed with soot under his feet, and it was obviously dirty.He turned around and opened the storage room next to the entrance. Before he stretched out his hand, the person behind him took the cleaning tools first.

"I come."

Before stepping out of the threshold, Chi Yan turned the lock that she didn't have the key to, and then looked back at the owner.

Ji Heyi didn't say a word, and passed him to the living room to hang his coat.He went into the kitchen and looked through the refrigerator. People who don't have enough sleep don't have much appetite for anything, so he simply took some ingredients.

The kitchen door was pushed open while washing onions.

The person who came in stood by and watched silently for a while, stretched out his hand to cut the onion on the chopping board within a second, and before anyone could speak, he cut it into pieces in twos and threes, finished cutting all the washed ingredients, and picked up another clean The dishes were washed for half a day.

When Ji Heyi applied the detergent for the third time, he took the plate in his hand and plated the salmon.

Chi Yan withdrew her hand and scanned around, but there was nothing else to touch.He stood there for a while, then took a second piece of salmon from the refrigerator, and tentatively pushed it to the sink.

Ji Heyi took it and continued cleaning.

Chi Yan walked around from his right hand to his left, reached out and touched his waist, and the person who was lowering his head to prepare the ingredients didn't look at him.

So he put his hands around his back, touching the relaxed and warm body temperature of the person in his arms.In the kitchen, there was only the sound of running water in the sink, and it was peaceful. He pinched his joints with his fingers to control the strength of tightening his arms.

"Ji Heyi... Ah Yi." He took a slow and long breath, "A Yi."

"...I dumped the trash downstairs, but I couldn't find the air freshener at home. I opened the window for a while, and I won't smell it when I wake up tomorrow morning. I..." The uncontrollable stutter slowed down my speech, "I was at the door in the afternoon After waiting for a while, did you go to the company after leaving the coffee shop, you just... you said in the coffee shop at noon... about the movie lines, I heard you say—"

Put the tin foil on the dried salmon, Ji Heyi wanted to turn around to find the seasoning, but just as his hand touched the arm around his waist, he seemed to have touched some switch behind him, and his voice was urgent for a moment, "Don't! Don't... Ah Yi." Ji Heyi put down his hands and supported the cooking table with his tightly tightened arms, which hurt people's waist.

In a moment of silence, Chi Yan said in a hoarse voice: "...that night you made an appointment for dinner outside, I thought... it was time, and you wanted to tell me to separate." With heavy breathing buried in the back of his neck, "Your dad just Having said that to me, I can't think of anything else that would make you ask me out, you don't usually like to eat out."

His voice was difficult, "Ayi...I—"

Ji Heyi sprinkled green onions on the two plates of fish to be grilled, and asked, "Do you want black pepper?"

"What—" the person behind raised his head and tightened his arms again, "...Yes."

Ji Heyi held his wrist: "Let go."

The hand left, and the road was still blocked, Ji Heyi turned around and looked at him for two seconds, Chi Yan raised his hand again, and his arm stopped in front of his shoulder for a while, before he seemed to finally regain his senses, and retreated a little Small step, open the overhead cupboard to find the seasoning.

Ji Heyi took the seasoning box he handed over, opened another locker and glanced, "There's no more salt."

"I'll go buy it." Chi Yan quickly finished his sentence, but his feet were nailed to his side without moving.

Changed his words: "I'll go with you."

There are still some side dishes left, Ji Heyi took out the remaining vegetables in the refrigerator, "Go, bring two bottles of olive oil by the way." Glancing at him, "The spare key is in the drawer of the cabinet by the door, take it go out."

"……it is good."

After paying the bill at the supermarket downstairs, I realized that I had mistakenly taken sugar for salt during the whole process, but I had already arrived at the door, so Chi Yan tried the new key.

I should have turned around and went downstairs to continue shopping, but I couldn't help but went into the kitchen to take a look at the person.

Seeing him coming back, Ji Heyi looked at the bag in his hand.

"I bought it wrong, I'll go downstairs and buy it again." Chi Yan took out the olive oil, "Use it first."

Ji Heyi: "...Aren't you hungry?" He estimated that this person hadn't eaten anything from morning till night.

"Not hungry, I'm not hungry at all. Are you hungry?" Chi Yan didn't wait for his answer, "I'll be right back, soon."

When he opened the door again and entered the room, he could already smell the aroma of food. Chi Yan walked around the living room twice, turned on all the lights, and there were conversations in the kitchen.He pushed the door open, and Ji Heyi was cutting carrots with wet hands, while his phone was on speakerphone.The voice from the microphone was so intense that it even drowned out the sound of the door being pushed.

It's Chi Cong.

"...fuck—the most bloody scripts can't be written like that! The most stupid characters can't be played like him! What the fuck is this? How can he be so good? I'm—so that bastard Things have treated themselves as a condescending love saint for so many years? Lao Tzu’s innocent good brother is a scum who has found a substitute to play with his feelings!? I am a fucking green tea who has hung my good brother as a backup tire for five years! ?”

Chi Yan was originally pouring the salt into the seasoning box in silence, and paid attention to every movement without making a sound. At the end, he turned around and said, "Who are you calling scum?"

Chi Cong on the other end of the phone probably didn't expect him to be there, so he got stuck for a moment.

Ji He Yi just turned down the volume of the speakerphone twice, and the cannon fire came over after upgrading: "Chi Yan! Chi Yan, I love you! Why are you here? You fucking—" Through the phone, Chi Yan was furious, He looked like he was about to drop his phone every minute, "How could I have such a stupid brother like you? Who allowed you to install such a disgusting character design for me, you have no shame and no skin to see that everyone is as shameless as you, right! I Without your idiot brother! I call you uncle!"

"Our uncle has been buried in the ground for several years, please respect Chi Cong." Chi Yan took the knife in Ji Heyi's hand, and took over the chopping of vegetables, the touch of fingers and arms was intimate and seamless, and the words blurted out without thinking, "Daddy Calling a married man at night and chatting for half an hour, did someone with a face do it?"

After he finished speaking, he stopped the action of chopping vegetables, and quickly glanced at Ji Heyi.

Ji Heyi had already carried the fish to the oven.

Chi Cong had nothing to say to his thick skin, and after a long silence, he snorted coldly: "Don't you like to make up your mind, you wait, I will let you live in my shadow for the rest of your life!" He turned to Tell Ji Heyi confidently, "Ayi, come to the airport to see me off. I have missed tomorrow's flight information. I am afraid that the airport will be blocked by fans, so I plan to leave early tonight."

After finishing the phone call, Ji Heyi and Chi Yan looked at each other.

Chi Yan lowered his head and washed his hands: "It's all—" Glancing at the phone screen, "It's eight o'clock, the fish has just been grilled, aren't you hungry? You came back so late yesterday, and... I was disturbed for half the night again, today I'm planning to go to bed early, the airport has been driving for nearly an hour. Just don't—"

As he spoke, he raised his head, saw Ji Heyi's quiet expression under the light, and swallowed the words in his mouth.

"Go, why don't you go? He's already mentioned it...I'll be with you?" He dried his hands and reached for the keys in his pocket, "I'm driving, you didn't sleep well last night, it's eleven o'clock when you get back from the airport .”

The person who said this probably forgot how he smoked, drank and stayed up all night these days, but his eyes were bright and he looked really energetic, Ji Heyi nodded.

There were very few people waiting for the flight at night. Chi Cong didn't wear sunglasses and a mask to hide it, and the assistant who sent him to the airport also left. They saw the figure beside the suitcase from a distance.

Chi Yan stopped ten meters away, and shook Ji Heyi's wrist: "I won't go there—the fight at the airport will turn around and I will be detained."

Ji Heyi saw Chi Cong looking over with burning eyes, and walked over alone.

Chi Cong approached Ji Heyi, but kept his eyes on the person who had found a place to sit over there, "Why is he hiding? Isn't he very arrogant on the phone?"

The two could see that Chi Yan's figure had already disappeared beside the distant pillar.

Chi Cong withdrew his gaze, "Have you eaten, go find a shop nearby to make do with it?"

"No, dinner is almost ready at home before coming here. What time is your flight?"

"There is still an hour." Chi Cong looked him up and down, "The call at two o'clock in the afternoon, you didn't return until eight o'clock in the evening, and you were harassed by that bastard all afternoon today? When did he come to you?" As he spoke, he thought Bought the movie ticket that he gave Chi Yan, "Did he see the movie and couldn't hold back immediately?"

"……almost."

Chi Cong looked over to Chi Yan again, even though Ji Heyi had basically explained it on the phone, he didn't finish digesting it for a while, and couldn't help sighing, "This bastard bastard - really A talent."

Chi Yan at the other end seemed to be feeling something, Chi Cong turned his head away and asked Ji Heyi: "So, you two are... all right?"

Ji Heyi was noncommittal, and the eyes of passers-by occasionally fell on Chi Cong. He took the hat from Chi Cong's suitcase and motioned him to cover it up.

"That's right, now that the matter is clear, who can be more difficult than him next, and you are not his kind of person who can turn a road around eighteen bends." Chi Cong put on his hat and saw that sitting there Chi Yan next to him experienced a brief guilty conscience for the first three seconds, and now he is staring at this place without dodging or avoiding, his eyes are as strong as a searchlight, and he taps his legs with his hands, and he can feel his whole body even if he can't see his expression clearly. Human impatience.

"It's quite horizontal!" Chi Cong raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "If I leave, he might not be able to take off with my flight."

He wanted to walk over to Chi Chi Yan to say a few words, but the other Chi Yan had already stood up, and the strides he took were arrogant.

So Chi Cong turned his head and hugged Ji Heyi's shoulder, and kissed him on the face: "I'll be back in early October! Bye!"

ah!Don't be mad at that mentally handicapped bastard!

"Hold--"

Angry voices resounded through the airport hall: "Fuck! Chi Cong——!!!"