All my dreams have come true [Entertainment]

After checking it on the Internet, Han Yubin was relieved, but looking at Jiang Yan's wrapped fingers, he felt sorry.

I reprimanded 'Black Egg', but it just looked at it coldly as if nothing happened.

For some reason, Han Yubin felt like a 'black egg' who didn't like Jiang Yan.

But he didn't dare to say it, secretly looked at Jiang Yan who was sitting beside him, and didn't dare to talk to him for a long time.

"It's not intentional, you don't need to talk about it." Jiang Yan called him over, and after training for a long time, he was here with the rabbit.

"Hey." Han Yubin came over with a flattering smile, "Does it hurt?"

"Are you free on Chinese New Year's Day?" Jiang Yan shook his head. He came here for this purpose, and he didn't expect to be injured unexpectedly.

"Chinese New Year?" Han Yubin thought about it seriously, "It seems that there is no activity."

"Then let's eat together." Jiang Yan said.

"Ah? Don't you have to eat with your family?" Han Yubin was very surprised.

"No, they're not here." After Jiang Yan finished speaking, he remembered something, "Are you going home for dinner? Forget it."

After all, Chinese New Year is a day of reunion, he took it for granted.

"No, they don't care where I am." Han Yubin said.

He is not sad about this, he has been used to it for so many years, so he has to rely on himself in everything, as long as they don't interfere with him.

What kind of past experience would make a young boy say such words, Jiang Yan looked at him impatiently, "Then just come to my house and eat Western food."

"No, I want to eat dumplings." Although Han Yubin doesn't like eating dumplings at all, he must have a sense of ritual for the New Year, and his level of making dumplings is simply top-notch.

"Then you decide, you can eat anything." As long as people are willing to come, you can eat anything.

Originally, Han Yubin still had a glimmer of hope for his parents. After all, his grades this year were not bad, and Han Yuqi probably told them, but until he was about to leave for Jiang Yan's house, he didn't receive a call asking him to go home for dinner.

Well, you shouldn't have any illusions in the first place.

When he arrived at Jiang Yan's house, seeing that everything was ready for him, he suddenly felt a little sad.

Even new acquaintances care more about him than the parents who gave birth to him.

"Why are you in a daze?" Jiang Yan was preparing the stuffing according to Han Yubin's request, when he saw Han Yubin who was preparing dumpling wrappers with dull eyes, staring straight ahead.

"It's nothing." Han Yubin shook his head, and continued to roll out the dough after regaining his senses. He just remembered that when he was a child at home for the New Year, he was quite happy.

But this happiness gradually disappeared after Han Yuqi was born.

All the love of parents has been transferred to Han Yuqi. If it is not necessary, Han Yubin can only fend for himself.

"Sick of home?" Jiang Yan knew he shouldn't mention this matter, but seeing his appearance, he also felt uncomfortable.

"What about you, why don't uncles and aunts come back?" Han Yubin didn't want to think about it, saying he didn't care, but he still felt uncomfortable.

"They, they are all busy and have no time at all." Jiang Yan didn't care, he was used to it by himself.

"Oh." Han Yubin responded casually.

Then there was a silence.

Only the sound of chopsticks hitting the glass bowl wall occasionally, and the sound of rolling pin rolling regularly on the panel can be heard.

The place where Han Yubin was called to have the New Year's Eve dinner was not where he did the show last time, but it was very close.

Although Han Yubin was surprised, it was also reasonable. Jiang Yan must have accumulated a lot of savings over the years, and it is not surprising that there are many properties.

But Han Yubin was a little surprised at being so close.

"Reconciled." Jiang Yan said.

"Can you make dumplings?" Han Yubin's dumpling wrappers are almost ready, so he can start making dumplings.

"You make it first, I'll watch." Jiang Yan has never tried making dumplings. He is not very interested in dumplings. Compared with them, wontons are much better.

"Then you just don't know how to make a bag." Han Yubin said sarcastically, he obviously couldn't, and he didn't say it directly, this person.

"Will it be wrapped?" Jiang Yan didn't expect to be laughed at by him, and suddenly felt a little upset.

Angrily picked up a dumpling wrapper, and wrapped one according to the memory.

Then the skin broke and the stuffing flowed out.

On the spot, Jiang Yan threw the dumpling aside, "Why are you rolling it so thin? It's not sold outside."

How funny.

Obviously he didn't know how to do it, but he also blamed Han Yubin for rolling the skin thinly, which is his ability.

"Then look, why can't I wrap it badly?" Han Yubin pointed to a small row of big-bellied dumplings beside him, all of them were so perfect, as if they were produced by mechanization.

"You..." Jiang Yan pouted, "You left the defective product to me."

"All right, all right, Mr. Jiang, you'd better take a rest, didn't you say you still want to cook western food? The dumplings won't be eaten until midnight." Are you really a dead duck with a hard mouth, admitting that you can't do it and you will die?

Jiang Yan, who was pushed aside, looked at him faintly, always wanting to do something together, but he really couldn't do it.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Yan walked over again, picked up a dumpling wrapper, "You teach me."

Looking at the dumpling wrapper stretched out in front of him, Han Yubin suppressed a smile, "You should have said it earlier."

Then Han Yubin ate his eyes and stinky face.

But Jiang Yan is very smart, he will be able to teach it once.

With someone to help, the speed is much faster.

Wrapped a full two catties of stuffing.

In fact, Han Yubin knew that he couldn't finish eating so many dumplings, but he just wanted to make them, as if he felt at ease after making them.

"Could it be too much to eat?" Jiang Yan said looking at so many dumplings.

"Yes." Han Yubin gave an affirmative answer while putting it in the freezer.

Jiang Yan, who helped pass the dumplings, looked at him.

Many times, for many people, the pain of childhood seems to have gradually healed with the passage of time, but those injuries are actually melted into the bones, engraved in the mind, and have never been erased.

"I will protect you from now on." Jiang Yan said solemnly.

When he took the dumplings, Han Yubin was stunned for a moment. He said this without thinking, with such a serious expression, he was a little uncomfortable, "No need, Mr. Jiang, I can already protect myself."

"What do you call me?" Jiang Yan just told him, without any intention of discussing it.

It can be regarded as a statement, although I know that it is difficult for Han Yubin to ask him for help, but it does not prevent him from giving it a try.

"Brother!" Han Yubin grinned, and put the last plate of dumplings into the freezer.

"These are enough for you to eat for a while. If you don't like to eat dry ones, you can soak them in some soup and eat them, just like wontons, but they are bigger." Han Yubin said with a smile.

After making the dumplings, Han Yubin helped him cook western food.

I have to say that the two of them, one Chinese and one Western, are simply perfect.

After eating, the two sat on the sofa. Han Yubin was a little bit stretched and wanted to walk around, but it seemed impolite to come here for the first time.

"What do you want to say?" Jiang Yan already felt Han Yubin's eyes from time to time, and he seemed hesitant to speak.

"I'm a bit stuck." "I want to walk." Han Yubin smiled sheepishly.

"Go." Jiang Yan said casually.Zilai wasn't wary of him either, he could just go shopping as he wanted.

"Then..." Han Yubin hesitated.

"You want me to be your tour guide?" Jiang Yan looked up, not planning to move, "There are only three floors in total, there is nothing you can't see."

Judging by his appearance, he didn't intend to follow him anymore, Han Yubin hesitated for a moment, but got up anyway, he was really overwhelmed. "Then I'll walk around and make sure I don't look around."

If I had known that I would not eat the last portion of foie gras, the remaining gaps were filled, and I drank a lot of cream soup.

This is the first time for Han Yubin to eat western food for the Spring Festival.

something special.

Last year, Han Yubin was himself during the Chinese New Year, but he didn't expect someone to accompany him during the New Year, which is pretty good after thinking about it.

While walking around, he played a movie in his head and looked back on the past so many years, many times he didn't want to think about it.

As long as I think of my parents chatting and laughing with Han Yuqi at home, while my son is working hard outside and not caring about it, I feel pain in my heart and the pain is unbearable. It is also the flesh that fell off the body, why can't I treat it equally.

Even if it is impossible, there is no need for such a big gap.

At this moment, Han Yubin suddenly realized a serious problem.

Maybe Han Yubin wasn't his own, otherwise how could he be treated so indifferently? Wouldn't their consciences hurt?

Thinking about it, Han Yubin walked to the back door.

Although Jiang Yan's villa is in the same villa area as that one, the internal facilities are quite different.

The one doing the show is too casual. Although it looks very good and comfortable, but in comparison, this one is more luxurious. The previous one is small and fresh, and this one is high-cold, which is very in line with Jiang Yan's preferences .

Pushing open the door and going out, a gust of cool wind hit, Han Yubin shrank his arms, he didn't wear a down jacket, but maybe because his heart was colder, he actually felt that the outside was better than when he first came here.

There are trees planted in the backyard, and there is also a swimming pool. In the glass room, Jiang Yan must swim here when he has time.

At the end of the yard not far away, there is a basketball hoop.

It's really special, it's the first time Han Yubin saw a basketball hoop in his yard.

Just when he was thinking about how much Jiang Yan loves basketball, his voice sounded behind him, "Do you want to have a game?"

Come to a game?basketball?

Han Yubin hasn't touched that thing for a long time, since he transferred from junior high school, Zheng Jiabo feels pity for him, maybe he can become half a basketball player, after all, he is so talented.

"What?" Han Yubin asked knowingly.

"Basketball." Jiang Yan turned his big hand, and the basketball in his hand spun rapidly on the tip of his index finger.

Han Yubin has also practiced this trick, and it took him only three days to master it like a fish in water, which made others envious, but that was all in the past tense.

"Go on." Regardless of whether he was sentimental or not, Jiang Yan slowed down the basketball and threw it over.

But Han Yubin didn't pick it up, and let the basketball bounce a few times on the ground, then rolled aside, and finally stopped under the tree roots.

He didn't have the courage to touch the basketball.

After that, Zheng Jiabo invited him to fight many times, and Han Yubin also tried to overcome the psychological barrier, but as soon as his hands touched the leather surface of the basketball, the things in his memory rushed towards him like waves.

He gets headaches, really bad ones.

So Han Yubin hasn't touched basketball in the past ten years. It's not that he doesn't want to, it's not that he doesn't dare, it's that he can't.

"Why didn't you pick it up?" Jiang Yan ran a few steps, picked up the basketball that had rolled to the side, and held it between his elbows. The Han Yubin in his impression was not like this.