The perfect game for personalities

The lunch boxes in the insulation bucket were piled up to the brim, and Jiang Fei couldn't finish eating until he was full.

He put the rest of the meal on a plate, frozen it in the refrigerator, washed the thermos bucket clean, and prepared to return it to Gao Heng in the afternoon.

The home-cooked lunch is naturally healthier and more delicious than the take-out one, and it is even better than the hospital canteen. Jiang Fei was satisfied with the meal, and felt a little sleepy on the sofa, so he took a nap.

He woke up when the doorbell rang, yawning as he rubbed his eyes to open the door.

Gao Heng was already fully dressed and waited outside the door. Seeing his slightly moist eyes, he was stunned for a few seconds before he tried his best to restrain his staring gaze.

He glanced at Jiang Fei's slightly wrinkled pajamas, "Did you just wake up?"

Jiang Fei suddenly remembered that she had promised him to go to the supermarket, a trace of annoyance flashed across her face, and she said apologetically.

"I'm going to change clothes, it will be fine soon."

He was going to the bedroom, and stopped in place again.

It is impolite to ask Gao Heng to wait at the door, but he has not completely let go of his guard against Gao Heng, and he is not willing to let this person step into his home, as if he is luring a wolf into the house and letting in unknown dangers.

He remembered something, walked quickly to the kitchen, and took out the cleaned thermos bucket.

"This is for you."

Gao Heng glanced at him, and took it over, "Okay, I'll put it back first, and you can change your clothes too."

Seeing him turn around and go back to the opposite side, Jiang Fei unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly changed into his casual clothes and came out, Gao Heng was already waiting in the corridor.

He was still wearing yesterday's outfit, and he couldn't see anything in the night, but in the bright daylight, his body was even more colorful, giving people a cold and stern feeling that he didn't dare to approach.

It's just that those eyes looked over, and they were full of tenderness.

Jiang Fei changed into long-sleeved casual clothes, looking relaxed and pleasant.

He closed the door, glanced at Gao Heng, and walked to the elevator first, Gao Heng followed closely.

The largest nearby supermarket is on the same side of the community. Walking down the steps, the basement floor is covered by a supermarket, where almost everything is available. Residents of several nearby communities come here to purchase on weekdays.

Gao Heng had just moved home, and he didn't buy many daily necessities, so Jiang Fei just followed him, occasionally pointing the way.

Gao Heng's mobility is very strong, and he can directly choose one at a glance at the shelf without any choice or hesitation, so he bought the necessities quickly.

He looked at the things in the shopping cart, then at Jiang Fei who was standing aside, and said in a deep voice.

"The refrigerator at home is out of food, why don't you go to the vegetable section again?"

The tone of the consultation was a little cautious, Jiang Fei glanced at him and gave him a compliment.

Gao Heng wanted to talk to him more, so he slowed down and walked through it.

"what dishes do you like to eat?"

He has already learned about Jiang Fei's food preferences from Jiang Zhen, but every meal cannot happen to be Jiang Fei's favorite, otherwise Jiang Fei will find out soon.

Moreover, he also wanted to hear Jiang Fei tell himself.

Jiang Fei pursed her lips and frowned when she saw him picking up a handful of Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum.

He turned his head and couldn't help but say.

"Wheat oil."

Gao Heng put down Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, picked a handful of lettuce and put it in the shopping cart, then asked him seemingly unintentionally.

"Do you like oily wheat? Is the dace oily wheat I made today delicious?"

Cannibalism is soft-spoken, and Jiang Fei can't slander him no matter what.

"...Well enough."

Gao Heng smiled, and continued to ask naturally, "What else, do you like mushrooms? How about fried Pleurotus eryngii next time?"

Perhaps it was because it was difficult for him to treat each other coldly in such an extremely warm place like a supermarket, or it might be because Gao Heng's attitude and performance were lowering his vigilance. answer loudly.

"I've never eaten Pleurotus eryngii."

"Then try it next time, maybe you will like it very much."

Gao Heng keenly noticed a little softening in him, he was very happy in his heart, and still showed his natural intimacy calmly.

After visiting the vegetable section, I bought some more meat, Jiang Fei offered to say that while queuing up to check out.

"Let me pay for it, just as a thank you for treating me to two meals."

Surprisingly, Gao Heng did not refuse.

He left the supermarket with two big bags full, he said.

"It's not that much money for two meals, how about this, I will cover all your meals this weekend."

Jiang Fei struggled for a while, trying to draw a clear line between Gao Heng and Gao Heng at this node.

You can't continue to be ambiguous like this, if you don't stop me, Gao Heng will get closer and closer.

Gao Heng didn't seem to notice the hesitation on his face, he looked at him steadily, with a slight smile on his deep outline, thinking seriously.

"What do you want to eat tonight, stewed noodles or pasta? Or cook some wontons, do you want to add coriander?"

"No cilantro."

After Jiang Fei blurted out, it was too late to take it back.

Gao Heng nodded.

"I remember, no coriander, I'll send it to you when it's done in the evening."

He pretended not to notice the trace of annoyance on Jiang Fei's face, and continued walking forward.

"Let's go."

Jiang Fei still wanted to resist, "I remembered that I didn't finish the lunch at noon, it's enough for dinner, so don't make me an extra portion."

"Just throw away the leftovers, I'll make fresh ones for you."

Gao Heng seemed to be thinking about the recipe to himself, "For wontons, you can add some shrimp, I think about what else I can put..."

I have already missed the best rejection, and I was lured by the high-handed description to become a little greedy.

Jiang Fei had no choice but to swallow the words that welled up between her lips and teeth.

All the way back home, he was still regretting that he couldn't hold back his answer at that time, so he was so cheeky and arrogant.

But he knew very well in his heart that Gao Heng was probably getting what he wanted, and his permission was clearly in line with his wishes.

He leaned his head back on the sofa, thinking about the difference between this person and the personality in the spiritual world.

There is no such strong paranoia as to burn his eyes, no hot snort that suffocates him...

No, there are.

He could still feel Gao Heng's feelings about to overflow at a certain moment, but when he realized it, Gao Heng suppressed it again.

Restraint, forbearance, restraint.

Can Gao Heng really treat himself like this all the time?

Jiang Fei didn't think for long before Gao Heng came to deliver dinner.

The plump meat filling can be seen through the tender white wonton wrappers, and there are green embellishments floating in the light soup, without the coriander that Jiang Fei doesn't like.

Just smelling the fragrance, Jiang Fei couldn't help swallowing.

He wanted to take it, but was avoided by Gao Heng.

"The bowl is a bit hot, let me bring it in for you."

This time Gao Heng didn't put the wontons in a thermos bucket, and put them in porcelain bowls right after they came out of the pan.

The body of the bowl is not insulated, but his knuckles are rough, so he is not afraid of being scalded, but he just doesn't want Jiang Fei to be scalded.

Of course he also has a little selfishness.

Jiang Fei naturally understood that he was also using this to further test his bottom line.

Looking at the bowl of small wontons, he felt even more hungry, and he couldn't tell Gao Heng to change the container.

Originally, he was chasing Gao Heng's meal, and he lost the position of refusing.

After hesitating for a while, he finally let go and opened the door to give way.

"You don't need to change your shoes, just put them in the restaurant."

Gao Heng knew he would agree.

His heart is so soft, such a request that is not too much is mixed with a little bit of neighborhood friendship and favor, he will not refuse.

And Gao Heng was also careful not to show any more desire, he brought the wontons to the restaurant without squinting, and then backed out.

Such a well-behaved behavior made Jiang Fei finally relax a little bit, and also felt a little embarrassed for his doubts.

Gao Heng retreated outside the door, outside his cordon, asked in a warm voice of hope.

"We don't have any contact information yet, can we exchange it, so that I can directly ask you what you want to eat before the meal, saving you a trip."

Just after accepting the wonton from the other party, Jiang Fei had no choice but to turn on the optical brain and exchange contact information with him.

Looking at the corner of Gao Heng's lips that couldn't stop smiling, he was inexplicably annoyed, always feeling that he was being led away by the other party.

He clearly knew that this was all a high-handed scheme, but he couldn't refuse it, nor did he refuse it.

I found that he flattened the corners of his lips, as if he was not happy.

Gao Heng raised his hand to cover the corner of his raised lips, and coughed lightly, trying not to make the color too obvious.

"Then I'll go back first and go to bed early."

After closing the door, my depressed mood improved after seeing the fragrant little wontons.

Jiang Fei sat in front of the restaurant and was halfway through eating when he received a video call from Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen and him have their own lives, and they don't live together. As soon as they got connected, they opened their eyes and got very close, chatting with concern.

"Xiaofei, are you eating dinner? It can't be takeaway again, it's said that takeaway is unhealthy."

"It's not a takeaway, it's a small wonton from a neighbor."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhen's eyes lit up, "Why did the neighbor give you wontons?"

"Because the neighbor just moved in."

Jiang Fei tried to come up with a suitable reason, "He is a good cook, so he gave me a bowl of small wontons in order to improve the relationship with the neighbors."

What he said was correct, but what he didn't tell Jiang Zhen was that he had rubbed against his neighbors several times.

Jiang Zhen sighed disinterestedly, and continued to ask, "Xiao Fei, you stayed at home on weekends again, didn't you go out to play? You young people should go out more and make new friends."

Jiang Fei just glanced at Jiang Zhen's expression and guessed that he had something else to say, so he asked directly.

"Uncle, what are you trying to say?"

The spoon stirred the small wontons, and the remaining round and lovely ones were soaked in the clear soup.

Jiang Fei scooped up another one and stuffed it into his mouth. Hearing Jiang Zhen's tone weakened, he faltered.

"Uh... When I left the hospital a few days ago, I saw that your patient was tall and tall. He was very handsome. He looked very good..."

"uncle."

Jiang Fei's face darkened, and Jiang Zhen immediately explained nervously.

"I really didn't take the initiative to approach him! I didn't leave any contact information either! I just said a few words to him."

There was a serious expression on the baby's face, and his tone became more serious, earnestly persuading him as an elder.

"Xiao Fei, he likes you. You have turned the treatment report into a private authority, which is enough to see how special he is. Why can't you try it? You have always been alone, even if I am with you, but your relatives and friends Lovers are different after all."

"You really don't like him at all?"

In front of Jiang Zhen, Jiang Fei didn't need any concealment.

He silently swallowed the fresh and tender wontons, lowered his eyes, and sighed after a while.

"Uncle, I don't know... Maybe it's because I've been in the spirit world for too long, I confuse the healing method with the real emotion. I admit that he may be a little different, but I'm not ready to talk to anyone People make love."

As the head of the psychiatric department, Jiang Zhen has richer treatment experience than Jiang Fei. He saw a hint of looseness from Jiang Fei's words, and immediately said happily.

"Xiao Fei, you don't need to distinguish the spiritual world from reality so clearly. Everything you encounter in the spiritual world happened in the real world. Naturally, any emotions that arise at that time cannot be faked. Deliberate avoidance and ignorance are just self-deception. .”

"I know you are used to living alone, don't worry, take your time. I'm not urging you, I just hope you don't keep closing yourself up, okay?"

After the death of his father, Jiang Fei's temperament, which was not considered lively, became much quieter, almost lonely, and he had few friends in school.

Jiang Zhen scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, racking his brains to help him.

Jiang Fei also understood his kindness, so from university to work, he finally changed a little bit, at least he would gently join everyone's conversation, instead of sitting alone at a distance.

But Jiang Zhen, who knows him well, knows that his heart is always closed, and no one can approach him except himself.

Thinking of this, he felt distressed and depressed.

Seeing this, Jiang Fei couldn't help but smile, and his tone softened.

"Uncle, I know, don't worry about me."

The two chatted for some more homework before hanging up. The wontons had already been eaten, leaving only a layer of cold soup.

Jiang Fei poured out the leftover soup and quietly washed the dishes under the tap.

The detergent foam was on the knuckles and was washed away by the faucet, and the skin was almost white from the cold water.

He stood in front of the sink, staring blankly for a while.

Jiang Zhen led him to become a psychiatrist, and also taught him to treat patients in the spiritual world.

At first he didn't adapt to the separation of the spiritual world and reality. It took him a long time to adapt to separate work from reality and divide himself into two parts.

No matter what kind of things he encounters in the spiritual world, when he returns to reality, he is still that dull and quiet doctor.

He was used to such clear-cut handling of work, so facing Gao Heng this time, he also tried to seal everything after the treatment, Gao Heng, and himself in the spiritual world.

But Jiang Zhen said that what he has experienced is also a part of him.

Get close, hug, hold hands, kiss, and get closer.

Jiang Fei has few friends in the real world, and his love life is even blank, but in Gao Heng's spiritual world, he and his personality date, fall in love, sleep together, and even get married.

He couldn't recall whether he was at fault at a certain moment and thought it was true.

But in memory, the feeling of hugging is so warm.

The scalding heat turned the ordinary life into a fire with a rapid heartbeat, and the fingertips were slightly hot.

Jiang Fei stood in the empty house, slowly regained consciousness, and walked to the bedroom.

Nested in the quilt, with the lights turned off, the body that has almost never been soothed in reality is still a little jerky.

He closed his eyes, remembering the vague memories, the sticky kiss fell between the eyebrows, kissed along the bridge of the nose to the lips, and hugged himself in a generous embrace.

They rubbed their ears and temples together, lingering to death.

That was the joy he gradually got used to in the spiritual world.

For a long time, he tensed his body, trembling and slowly relaxing.

The body temperature dropped rapidly, and the air after the afterglow became even thinner.

He lowered his head and curled up in the soft quilt silently.

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