Aquaman sends the scumbags to the crematorium

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Bubbles of uneven size gradually emerged from the thick soup in the pot, with a faint oily sheen on the surface.After a while, the smell of the base material came out, and the small room was filled with steam and a mouth-watering aroma.

Lin Jianxi put the chopped potatoes and yam slices into the pot first, then put a small plate of mushrooms and vegetarian dishes, pressed them lightly with chopsticks, then sat down contentedly, took out various seasonings and started to adjust the sauce.

"Where's the meat?" Sheng Mingfeng just washed his hands, smelled the smell and turned it out of the compartment, took a colander and turned it up and down in the pot, but couldn't find any meat, so he couldn't help wondering.

"Eating some vegetables first is better for the stomach, and the soup at this time is better."

With that said, Lin Jianxi immediately scooped up a small bowl for him and handed it over, "Here, be careful it's hot."

"It's quite particular." Sheng Mingfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, took the soup and blew on it, and then took a sip. Sure enough, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and there was a special umami taste.

"Oh, that's right." While the ingredients were cooking, he suddenly remembered something, immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks on his hands, then took his mobile phone from the table, and looked down.

"I just recorded the demo of this new song, come and listen to it."

The demo is the initial version of a song. It only has the simplest accompaniment and vocals, and it sounds the most intuitive. So when Sheng Mingfeng pressed the play button, his deep and melodious voice came out from the speaker, and it lingered over the room for a long time. reverberate.

Only halfway through, he impatiently pressed the pause button, eager to ask Lin Jianxi's opinion: "What do you think?"

Lin Jianxi pursed her lips subconsciously, which was his usual expression when he was in trouble.

After thinking for a while, he didn't answer directly, but asked a question first: "This song should be about the sweet life of a couple, right?"

Sheng Mingfeng nodded: "That's right."

"But—" He glanced at the blond young man cautiously, and his words became more and more hesitant: "It sounds like these two people live quite well, as if they have a normal relationship."

"...I knew it." Hearing this, Sheng Mingfeng stretched his long legs, and suddenly slumped on the chair, letting out a long sigh.

Although he has a stubborn temper and hates being repeatedly contradicted by others, he is very open-minded in music creation, often self-reflects, and is also very good at listening to other people's opinions.

"When I was writing this time, I felt very uncomfortable. After writing some words, I felt my teeth hurt. Sure enough, something went wrong." The young man pulled his hair twice in distress, his eyes were full of disgust.

Seeing this, Lin Jianxi couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth.

If it is strictly distinguished according to the genre, Sheng Mingfeng is undoubtedly a full-fledged experiential singer. Whether it is writing or performing, he needs to be completely immersed in it and become a character in the song in order to fully express the connotation of the song.

The genres of his previous works are varied, ranging from lyrical rock to a wide range of themes, and he has never made any mistakes. Only love songs have never been tried.

So now there is only one possibility in this situation——

"Brother Feng, have you ever been in love?" Lin Jianxi asked suddenly.

Sheng Mingfeng: "..."

The wordless silence already explained everything. In the awkward silence, Sheng Mingfeng inexplicably felt that he couldn't hold back his face, and he said angrily, "So what?"

After a while, as if he suddenly thought of something, he stood up abruptly, approached Lin Jianxi in a few steps, stretched out his long arms directly on the back of the chair behind him, and looked down at the young man in front of him sharply.

"Did you talk about it?"

"When?"

"Who did you talk to?"

He asked three questions in a row very eagerly, his tone became more and more serious, even a little aggressive.

Lin Jianxi was taken aback by his sudden questioning, and shook her head repeatedly in denial: "Of course I don't, I'm so busy with work and study, how can I have time to fall in love?"

That's right.

For some reason, Sheng Mingfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this answer, and his depressed mood actually improved a bit.

His attention returned to the topic just now, and he couldn't help sighing and said frankly: "Actually, I also know that I am not good at writing songs in this field, but since I want to break through, I always have to do various attempts. "

"Then you should try more, or add a little more skill when singing. Once you are more expressive, your emotional shortcomings will not be so obvious." Lin Jianxi suggested seriously.

Sheng Mingfeng nodded: "You are right, I—"

His voice suddenly stopped, and when he looked down, he suddenly found that the distance between the two was very close.

The thin body of the young man was almost firmly trapped by his own arms and the back of the chair. When he smiled, the dimples on his cheeks were clearly visible. There was obvious encouragement and support in his eyes, which shone brighter than the moon in the sky.

Sheng Mingfeng suddenly felt like he was floating on the clouds, his feet were light and light, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and he immediately knew how to write!

"Give me paper and pen."

When Lin Jianxi saw this expression, he knew that he had an inspiration, so without even asking, he took out a blank notepad and fountain pen from the drawer as fast as he could and handed them over.

Then, he stayed by the side quietly and quietly, gnawed slowly with a piece of mushroom in his mouth, and even lowered the temperature of the induction cooker quietly, fearing that the sound of the hot pot boiling would be too loud to affect Sheng Mingfeng's creation.

Sheng Mingfeng squinted his eyes and hummed a brisk melody. After writing a stanza of lyrics, he felt stuck in his train of thought.

He couldn't help but "tsk", and began to recall the source of the sudden flash of inspiration just now, and then seemed to think of something, and said with an awkward expression: "Lin Jianxi, can you, can you laugh again?"

smile?What a weird request.

"Brother Feng, why are you so strange today?"

Lin Jianxi was amused by his rare faltering expression, he choked on the mushroom before he swallowed it completely, he could only laugh while coughing, his face turned red from laughing.

This smile is different from the previous one. The corners of the mouth are raised high, and the eyes are shining with water, which suddenly makes the whole face alive.It's like after a rose is blown by the wind, all the delicate petals are trembling, blooming quietly under the ambiguous tossing of a little dew.

For some reason, Sheng Mingfeng instantly recalled the sensation of curled eyelashes sweeping across his palm and the slight trembling of his soft eyelids when he covered the young man's eyes with his hands.

But at this moment, that feeling of heart beating is recovering little by little.

"Aren't you going to continue writing songs?" In a trance, he heard Lin Jianxi clear his throat and ask himself this question.

My mind became a mess, and I wrote a ghost.

Sheng Mingfeng threw the pen angrily: "You better stop laughing, it's so ugly!"

Lin Jianxi: "?"

This man is sick.

Affected by the typhoon, there were several heavy rains in Yancheng, and the weather has turned cooler in the past few days.

In the private room S of the Deep Blue Bar, Cao Liangwen was reading the touching circle of friends posted by Qiao Mochuan's personal secretary Sophia, almost crying from laughter.

"To my best and kindest boss, tsk tsk tsk, Young Master Qiao, you have tortured your employees a lot lately, she has lost her mind and started talking nonsense."

Liang Jun also followed suit, smiling meanly: "Brother Qiao failed in courtship, and the manic period has not passed yet, so let's all bear it honestly."

They laughed and joked a lot, Qiao Mochuan was not angry, he just took a sip of champagne from the wine glass on the table, and then opened his mouth slowly.

"Cao Liangwen, you spent a lot of money in Liangcheng for nothing, I will tell my uncle when I get back."

"Liang Jun, I want that new Zero Front GMK."

As soon as the two words were spoken, the box was suddenly quiet for a moment.

Cao Liangwen immediately shut up, and Liang Jun immediately begged for mercy: "Don't, don't, Brother Qiao, I was wrong, how about I... I'll tell you a joke to calm you down?"

He didn't wait for Qiao Mochuan's consent, and said to himself: "Young Master Lu, who has followed the rules for more than 20 years and has not done anything out of the ordinary, turned out to have dyed a head of yellow hair and returned to the old house a few days ago. I was so angry that I didn't recognize my grandson at first."

puff--

Hearing this, Qiao Mochuan immediately sneered, really amused.

Both he and Lu Wenfeng were interested in Lin Yu and knew each other's thoughts, so they never dealt with each other.No matter at what time, hearing that your rival is unlucky really helps to adjust your mentality.

Seeing that he was in a better mood, Liang Jun boldly started to kill himself again, the topic turned 360 degrees, and went back to the beginning.

"So Brother Qiao, why on earth did you drive that Jiang out that day? Why did he dissatisfy you?"

As soon as this incident was mentioned, Qiao Mochuan's face darkened again when the sun turned clear. He squinted at him and said in a cold tone, "I said, don't just put anyone on my bed in the future. Do you really think that I will always come?"

"Heaven and earth conscience, he is not just anyone." Liang Jun immediately called out his grievances, feeling that he was sorry for his hard work in searching everywhere, "It is already very rare to be able to look so much like Young Master Lin."

"Rare?" The man raised his eyebrows, and the sarcasm in his tone was not concealed at all, "How rare is it that someone who can spend money at will?"

"Oh my god!" Cao Liangwen exclaimed exaggeratedly immediately: "Mo Chuan, just take what you want and play. Which one of your former lovers was not like this, and you are now awakened. Who is it because of?"

"That's right," Liang Jun next to him also followed suit: "Ah Jiang told me everything. You asked him the other day if he could race cars, play the piano, and fight. I said, young master, what are you doing now? Who are you looking for as a substitute?"

Qiao Mochuan's eyes were shocked.

The two of them questioned each other one by one, and the questions were too sharp, almost shaking Qiao Mochuan's long-standing cognition, and something was about to come out.

But then he thought of what he had done for Lin Yu for so many years, how he felt when he first met him, and how he couldn't get what he wanted for so long, so he shook his head firmly.

"What nonsense are you one or two talking about? I'm only interested in Lin Jianxi on the spur of the moment, but after all, I've spent so much effort on him, how can I be reconciled if I don't get some interest back?"

What he said was eloquent, and he didn't know whether he was convincing others or himself.

"I don't know if it was on a whim or not. Anyway, all I know is that your abnormality these days is all because of that kid." Cao Liangwen didn't bother to continue arguing with him, and simply pointed to a clear path.

"I just ordered his foreign wine service. Tonight, Shenlan just closed, and it will be closed in a while. The time and place are right, after you chat with people, you just go for a drive together to soothe your mood and lower your anger. We don't have to follow in the future." Suffered."

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the box was knocked open, and Lin Jianxi really appeared!

He was still wearing the well-tailored bar uniform, standing there like a green bamboo tree, neither humble nor overbearing, beautiful and proud.

Cao Liangwen and Liang Jun immediately exchanged glances, the two hit it off immediately, and hurriedly slipped away without even taking their coats, as if a dog was chasing after them.

So there were only two people left in the private room, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

The young man's face seemed to be covered with frost and snow, and his expression was extremely cold, just like when he got off the car that day. Qiao Mochuan almost thought that he would rush out the door in a second.

But this person is Lin Jianxi.

He has always distinguished between public and private, and would not do such an irrational thing.

Sure enough, Lin Jianxi didn't bring up the previous unhappiness again, nor did he show any unnecessary expressions. He poured wine for him politely and detachedly, and his gestures were still pleasing to the eye.

Qiao Mochuan's eyes greedily lingered from the young man's brows all the way to his chest, almost circling along the curve of his body, itching to see him, and he grabbed him when he finished a full set of foreign wine service and was about to leave with a tray. wrist.

"Shall we talk?" It was a question, but not in a negotiating tone.

Lin Jianxi replied without thinking, "I still have a job—"

"You didn't." Qiao Mochuan pointed at him mercilessly, "It's almost the end of get off work now, and there are no customers outside at all. You four waiters wiped three cups eight hundred times, what are you doing?"

The excuse was shattered in an instant, and the curly-haired young man frowned immediately, and was about to find other reasons to escape, but the man's next sentence came without warning.

"I apologize to you for what happened that day."

These words were like a thunderclap on the ground, and Lin Jianxi's eyes widened in an instant.

That night, the two broke up unhappy, and each was very angry, but they didn't expect that Young Master Qiao, who had always been proud, would choose to bow his head first, and came up with an apology.

"I thought we were already friends, so I lost my sense of proportion. In fact, I came back to you not long after that day, but you had already left, you didn't answer the phone, and you blocked me when you sent messages. I really didn't know what to do. gone."

He took the initiative to lower his stance, with a gloomy expression. He sounded like he was apologizing, but he showed weakness everywhere. So Lin Jianxi, who was soft and not tough, froze, and a look of emotion flashed unconsciously in his eyes.

Qiao Mochuan was keenly aware of this softening, and he was immediately excited, and continued: "Besides, I am afraid that you will not know people well, and you will be deceived by some people who seem innocent but have chaotic private lives. "

"?" As soon as these words came out, Lin Jianxi finally reacted, and gave him a very incredulous look.

The meaning is obvious. Is there anyone more promiscuous and chaotic than you, Young Master Qiao?

"Cough—" Qiao Mochuan probably felt that the words coming out of his own mouth were not convincing, so he coughed lightly and said, "Of course, it's my fault to speak behind the back of someone without verification."

Lin Jianxi gave him a noncommittal look, but still didn't answer.

But the coldness in his eyes had gradually melted, and the atmosphere finally began to relax.

"By the way, have you picked out your birthday present yet?" Qiao Mochuan took the initiative to care about this matter, as if he had completely let go of his original grievances.

Now Lin Jianxi answered quickly: "I don't need to bother you, I will figure out a way myself."

That is not yet.

Qiao Mochuan smiled slightly: "I remember you said that he likes to play golf, so do you know what kind of clubs to give?"

"You said his hobby is baking, so do you know which homemade one is the most authentic?"

"You said he often attends business occasions, so do you know what kind of tie clip is the most suitable?"

Lin Jianxi was speechless.

Qiao Mochuan immediately pursued the victory: "So, in order to express my sincere apology, I wrapped up this gift. I will pay for all the money, and I promise to satisfy him."

How does this work?

Lin Jianxi immediately shook her head firmly: "I must pay the money myself."

The young man emphasized that he had to pay the bill himself, but he did not refuse his help again. This is undoubtedly a sign of reconciliation!

"Okay, okay, I'll pick you to pay." Qiao Mochuan's eyes flashed a triumphant smile, and he just felt that everything went according to his expectation tonight, and it was surprisingly smooth.

The corner of his lips twitched, and his words were coaxing: "Today is just in time for the bar to be closed. I'll take you around in a while and decide on the gift. How about it?"

"But... I already have plans for the evening." Lin Jianxi frowned slightly, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Qiao Mochuan was easy to speak: "Then tomorrow."

"There will be an exam tomorrow morning, and in the afternoon the school will have a check-in event that must be attended in person."

"That night—"

"I'm going to help in the lab tonight."

"..." Qiao Mochuan was speechless, and said in a choked voice, "Lin Jianxi, you are so busy with your daily affairs, and the Secretary-General of the United Nations is not as busy as you. There is no way to check in for the exam, so can you ask for a leave of absence for the help of the laboratory?"

Hearing this, Lin Jianxi couldn't help pursing her lips.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and explained in a low voice: "I went to the night market with you that day, and I have already taken the last leave."

Qiao Mochuan's heart skipped a beat.

It turned out that he had asked for leave specially for himself that day, but he had quarreled with him, so that he didn't even eat two small cakes in the end.

It was as if a balloon that was inflated was suddenly punctured by a needle. Qiao Mochuan's original dissatisfaction disappeared in the young man's words in an instant.

He smiled lowly, and said: "Then why not, when you have time, just send me a message, I'm free anytime."

Such a cheerful promise did not make Lin Jianxi happy, instead her delicate brows frowned all of a sudden, she shook her head and immediately refused.

"I asked you for help, how can I let you accommodate my time? And you must be very busy at work..."

"Business is divided among others." Qiao Mochuan interrupted him, "For others, they are free or not, but for you—"

His tone was drawn out, with a contemptuous teaser, and he approached suddenly, and the hot air sprayed on the side of the young man's neck, triggering a burst of physiological trembling.

"It's 24-hour oncall." This half-sentence was in a breathy voice, which made people feel numb.

Lin Jianxi was startled by his sudden action for a moment, and subconsciously tried to avoid it, but the man had already retreated beforehand, his eyes were clear and upright, as if the ambiguity just now was just a harmless prank between friends.

"Okay, open another three bottles of Flandrell for me, and I'll leave after drinking." He put away all his carelessness in an instant, and spoke seriously like a real gentleman.

The bar was about to close, and there was no one else in the private room. It was not hard to guess his intentions by drinking so many expensive drinks by himself.

Since you don't want to accept my money, I'll give you a commission subsidy from the list instead.

This is a very typical Qiao Mochuan's approach. It is overbearing and makes people unable to find fault. It is difficult to find a suitable reason to refuse.

"...Understood." Lin Jianxi gave him a complicated look, and quickly left the private room.

And Qiao Mochuan stared at the back of him leaving, and hooked the corners of his lips in a good mood.

Very good, the first battle was won, and a preliminary settlement was reached.

He just felt that the depression accumulated during this period of time dissipated all of a sudden, and he held a glass of wine in one hand, and clinked glasses with himself as a celebration.

Ordinarily, the time to serve the wine was very fast, but after a lot of waiting, the bottle of wine had run out, but Lin Jianxi never came back.

Qiao Mochuan was a little surprised, so he opened the door and went out to see the situation.Turning two turns in a row, turning around the corridor, and passing through the aisle, I finally saw Lin Jianxi by the colonnade not far from the bar.

I saw the slender young man with his head up, holding another tall man's arm and shaking it gently, as if he was acting like a baby, or as if he was flattering him, his heart and eyes were full of dependence.

Qiao Mochuan was shocked immediately.

He had never seen Lin Jianxi so soft that he could be kneaded. All the thorns disappeared, like a delicate flower for you to pick. At that moment, he felt a raging fire burning directly from his chest!

But the next moment, when that tall figure turned around, anger turned into shock.

Qiao Mochuan's pupils couldn't help shrinking violently, and he froze in place for a while.

This face is too familiar, not to mention the blond hair that is very recognizable as unorthodox - isn't this a rumor?

So the senior Lin Jianxi was talking about was him?

But didn't he like Lin Yu?

The author has something to say: Master Qiao: "The new fish pond is really good, but it's a bit crowded."

Senior Lu: "Yes, I just didn't expect that we would become neighbors again."

Ha ha, eternal love rival

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Qingyuan 2;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 2 soft official wild fathers;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：嘻嘻112瓶；soft官方野爹28瓶；遥望、连尘20瓶；十六、南淮5瓶；再掉头发就要秃了4瓶；陆月、秃头的陈橘、伏羲琴、碎2瓶；糖与好书不可负、上善若水水水、紫紫、玖、学习小仙子、妮糖1瓶；

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