The stand-in Omega ran with the ball [entertainment circle]

On the [-]th night of the New Year's Eve, Shen Xingchuan reluctantly went home to eat the New Year's Eve dinner under the urging of his mother's lord who made a series of fatal calls. His mother, Bai Zhi, made a table of dishes with her own hands. To pinch up.If Shen Xingchuan hadn't been hindered by the Chinese New Year and felt sorry for his mother's hard work all afternoon cooking, he would probably have gotten up and left long ago.

Shen's father, Shen Qingyuan, knew that he and his son were going to quarrel, so he consciously went back to the study after eating. Shen Xingchuan watched the Spring Festival Gala with Bai Zhi in the living room on the first floor, and then proposed to go back to live.

Bai Zhi left him: "For Chinese New Year, you will stay at home for one night. I let my aunt wash and dry the bedding in your room. I will cook your favorite shrimp stuffed dumplings tomorrow morning."

"Mom, I'll come back tomorrow morning, you can just keep it for me." Shen Xingchuan bent over and hugged Bai Zhi, and said with a smile, "I went to drink with some friends, it must be late at night, so I will go back to my own house, you Leave me alone."

Bai Zhi doubted: "Who's child is not at home on New Year's Eve, what kind of wine are you drinking, what kind of friend are you, Nan Xian is about to give birth, it must not be him."

"No, wine and meat friends, don't worry about it, I'm leaving." Shen Xingchuan went to the restaurant and packed a few dishes neatly, and said to his mother: "I packed these dishes and took them away, and kept them for supper."

"Didn't you go to drink? Are you still serving supper?" Bai Zhi looked at him suspiciously.

Shen Xingchuan chuckled, showing two rows of big white teeth: "Mom, I'm leaving, you don't care about me."

Bai Zhi sighed, it's too late to stay, watching Shen Xingchuan start the car and leave, then turned back to the house, went upstairs to pack up old things, and if he continued to argue with his son like this, Shen Xingchuan would really not go home in the future.

Shen Xingchuan didn't go to find someone to drink, just as his mother said, who would go out to drink on the eve of the New Year's Eve, he just suddenly thought that Fang Chi would not go back to celebrate the New Year, and he should be lonely alone, so he thought about going to see him , even if he and Fang Chi are bed partners, even if they don't like each other, he still feels that it is too cruel to leave Fang Chi alone in this happy family day.

There were very few vehicles on the night of New Year's Eve, so Shen Xingchuan drove 10 minutes to the door of Fangchi's apartment, and checked the time, it was just after 08:30.He got out of the car with the food he had packed from home, thinking that it was not too late, if the two of them could still sit down and have a drink together, it would be considered as spending a year with him.

Shen Xingchuan stood downstairs in the unit and stared at the sixteenth floor where Fang Chi was located. The whole row was brightly lit and bustling. Only Fang Chi's house was in the dark. Could it be that the filming was not over yet?

Shen Xingchuan knew that Fang Chi was filming today, but he was not sure when he would go home, so he took out his mobile phone and called Fang Chi, but the phone rang for a long time, but no one answered, Shen Xingchuan simply went upstairs first, and knocked a few times He opened the door, and found that there was no movement in the house, and went downstairs with the lunch box, his face hurt from the northwest wind, Shen Xingchuan hid in the corridor, and called Fang Chi again, this time it was turned off.

"Where did the National People's Congress go at night?" Shen Xingchuan turned off his phone irritably, and planned to turn around and leave. He and Fang Chi are not in a romantic relationship, so he has no patience to wait here, and whether he can wait or not is still a problem.

But looking at the food in his hand, he couldn't move anymore. In fact, when Bai Zhi asked him what he wanted to eat, he ordered these dishes according to Fang Chi's preferences. He was quite shocked. The reason for him was that he slept with Fang Chi too many times, or the absolute match of pheromones gave him a feeling similar to caring, but he swore that he was definitely not caring about Fang Chi, I just thought that it would be pitiful for him to celebrate the New Year alone, and bring his favorite dishes to accompany him, that's all.

Shen Xingchuan thought that he had already come, so let's wait a little longer. He glanced at the time and saw that it was already nine o'clock. He secretly decided to wait for half an hour. If Fang Chi didn't come back in half an hour, he would go home and go to bed. .

In the end, after waiting for an hour, Fang Chi still didn't come back. Shen Xingchuan's patience was exhausted. It was the first time he had waited for such a long time, so he came out of the corridor firmly this time. When throwing the food in his hand into the trash can, he saw a figure walking slowly in the distance.

Shen Xingchuan suddenly raised his head and glanced at the night sky. It was snowing. It hadn't snowed in Haishi for so many years, but it actually snowed on New Year's Eve this year.

But he didn't feel anything about the snow, he was full of anger and couldn't vent, so he strode towards Fang Chi who hadn't seen him yet.

Fang Chi was concentrating on pinching the crispy noodles in his hand, a black shadow blocked his sight, he was wearing a mask and hat, only a pair of passionate eyes raised up to look at Shen Xingchuan, he was probably taken aback for a moment, and then he asked: "Shen Xingchuan, why are you here?"

Shen Xingchuan held back his anger and asked, "Why didn't you answer the call? Why did it shut down later? Why did you come back so late? I've been waiting for you for more than an hour."

Fang Chi didn't expect Shen Xingchuan to come, he was indeed a little surprised, he looked away, put the crispy noodles in his hand into a plastic bag with a certain supermarket on his wrist, and calmly replied: "I I wanted to continue, but as soon as I took out the phone, it showed that the battery was low and automatically shut down. I thought there was nothing wrong, so I walked back slowly."

It was only then that Shen Xingchuan realized that the plastic bag in Fang Chi's hand was filled with the kind of crispy noodles that children like to eat for a dollar a bag. Judging from the shape, it seemed that they had been pinched. He knew this from Fang Chi's reaction. People must be in a bad mood. The anger that was born because of the long waiting time just now disappeared inexplicably.

"Have you eaten?" Shen Xingchuan asked.

"No." Fang Chi carried the plastic bag behind his back a little awkwardly, and smiled at Shen Xingchuan: "You didn't come to see me for dinner, did you, Mr. Shen, I would think that you are like this..."

"I just dropped by to give you a meal. Since you haven't eaten it, then go upstairs quickly and heat up the food." Shen Xingchuan reached out to hold Fang Chi, and the moment he grabbed Fang Chi's hand, Shen Xingchuan frowned, " Why are your hands so cold? How long have you been shopping outside? Didn't Qiu Xiaole send you back?"

"Mr. Shen, don't you think these issues should not be your concern?" Fang Chi smiled, even if he only showed a pair of eyes, he could captivate people's hearts. He just looked at Shen Xingchuan directly, wanting to see What kind of concern did Shen Xingchuan have for himself?

Shen Xingchuan would not be irritated by Fang Chi's words, he turned his head close to Fang Chi's ear, and said softly: "I don't think I shouldn't care about you, Fang Chi, even if you are my bed partner, you are the most A person who satisfies me, I should also care about you a little extravagantly."

The corner of Fang Chi's eyes twitched: "Then thank you Mr. Shen for your concern."

"It's weird." Shen Xingchuan snorted, not caring about the irony in Fang Chi's tone, and caring a little bit about Fang Chi, which was already his greatest gift.

The two went upstairs, and Shen Xingchuan let go of Fang Chi. Fang Chi put the hand that had been covered by Shen Xingchuan behind his back, and rubbed his fingers back and forth. It was indeed very warm, but he shouldn't be greedy for this hypocritical warmth. .

He used his other hand to open the door, probably because his hand was too cold, and he failed to press the password after pressing several times. Shen Xingchuan wrapped him up from behind him, stretched out his hand to press the password of the door for him, there was a click, and the door opened opened.

Yes, Shen Xingchuan knew the password of Fang Chi's house, but the reason why he would rather suffer the cold wind below than go up, Shen Xingchuan himself couldn't figure it out.Fang Chi didn't ask, the two of them kept a good safe distance between their bed partners, as for the occasional crossing the distance, it was only the result of a momentary passionate collision.

The first thing Fang Chi did when he opened the door was to turn on the floor heating. There is no heating in Haishi, so he can only rely on floor heating to keep warm in winter.As for Shen Xingchuan, he went to the kitchen. He doesn't know how to cook, but he still knows how to heat dishes. He put the three dishes he brought from home into the microwave oven, went to fetch two goblets, and poured them Served with red wine, it looked decent, as if it really seemed to be spending the Spring Festival with a lover.

The room gradually warmed up. Fang Chi took off his scarf and hat, and took off his coat. Seeing Shen Xingchuan putting the three hot dishes on a plate and serving them to the dining table, he smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up.No matter who Shen Xingchuan is to him, he is also a little grateful in his heart for being able to accompany him on the night of Wanjia reunion, just a little bit.

When he saw the braised beef, stir-fried mutton liver and a plate of shredded pork with Beijing sauce on the table, he was moved a little more, but Fang Chi knew very well, These actions of Shen Xingchuan can't explain anything, nothing can be explained.

"Sit, what are you doing standing there?" Shen Xingchuan pushed the red wine glass towards Fang Chi, picked up his own glass and said to Fang Chi, "Happy New Year."

"It's not New Year's Day yet, and it will be more than an hour before New Year's Day." Although Fang Chi said so, he raised his wine glass and clinked glasses with Shen Xingchuan, silently saying, Happy New Year.

Shen Xingchuan had an argument with his father at home, so he didn't drink. When he came to Fang Chi, he felt that he could get drunk and rest. He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and poured himself another glass. Fang Chi said: "Didn't you not eat? Eat quickly. Although my mother's cooking skills are average, I guarantee you can taste like a monk."

Fang Chi picked up the chopsticks and picked up the shredded pork in Beijing sauce first, wrapped a big mouthful with a thousand leaves and stuffed it into his mouth. His puffy cheeks moved, which lost the usual indifference and added a bit of cuteness. Shen Xingchuan felt itchy in his heart.

"Auntie's cooking skills are not bad. Although this shredded pork with Beijing sauce is not authentic, it is not bad." Fang Chi swallowed the food in his mouth, looked at Shen Xingchuan, and asked suddenly: "You people in Haishi also like to eat shredded pork with Beijing sauce How could Auntie think of cooking this dish."

Shen Xingchuan took a sip from the wine glass in a disguised manner, and lied: "My mother is from Jiangbei, so she can be considered a northerner, she likes to eat."

"Oh." Fang Chi didn't doubt that he was there, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat one by one. The taste of Shen Xingchuan's mother's cooking is indeed not as good as that of restaurants, but as Shen Xingchuan said, this is the taste of home, only the mother at home can Burn out this flavor.

Shen Xingchuan hardly ate any food, and was only focused on drinking. Fang Chi ate food while drinking, but he ate up all three dishes. In the end, Shen Xingchuan was responsible for packing the dishes into the dishwasher, while Fang Chi drank them all. Taking one last sip of red wine, I got up and went to take a shower.

Shen Xingchuan has been to Fangchi many times. He habitually went to the guest bedroom to take a bath, and then came to the living room wrapped in a towel. Fangchi had already been washed. The lights of Wanjia were reflected in his eyes, and they were so radiant.

When it was twelve o'clock, Shen Xingchuan hugged Fang Chi from behind, leaned close and kissed his ear, and then touched the scarred gland on the back of Fang Chi's neck, and said warmly: "Fang Chi, Happy New Year."

Fang Chi leaned in his arms, feeling the smell of spring rain pheromones from Shen Xingchuan's body, turned around and hugged him, and said in a low voice, "Go back to the house."

The snow is falling outside, but Fangchi is surrounded by the strong smell of spring rain. He thinks that the winter snow will never fall into his heart, but the spring rain will always water him. He likes the nourishment of spring rain. The snow is so icy.

The author has something to say:

dross of duplicity

The computer is broken, and it was repaired in the afternoon, and it will be updated at [-] o'clock tomorrow.

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