No good cat

Chen An didn't suffer from insomnia. On the contrary, he slept well. He was going out today. His mother knew that he had returned to City C and wanted to have lunch with him.

"Here we come." Chen An's mother was wearing an oatmeal-colored overcoat made of good material. Even though it was very cold, she still showed her calves. I had to admit that it was really beautiful.

"You broke up with your boyfriend." Chen Yaru said to him in an affirmative but indifferent tone, and then pushed a cup of tea in front of him, "Otherwise you wouldn't go back to City C."

"Yeah." Chen An admitted weakly.

Chen Yaru is always so shrewd, she can tell what other people are thinking at a glance, this is a strength that is sometimes very understanding, and sometimes annoying.

For example, it's a bit annoying now. He and Zhao Xiwei broke up. I don't want to hear others say it, especially Chen Yaru. The word breakup is very harsh.

"That's just right, you don't need to do those time-wasting translation work anymore," Chen Yaru objectively and caringly helped him analyze his future career plans, "You can open a studio, Xie Songcheng has a good store in Cultural Park. "

"Thank you, I will consider it." After Chen An finished speaking, he excused himself and left.

Chatting with Chen Yaru made him feel oppressed. Chen Yaru would arrange everything for him without his opinion. Zhao Xiwei was very similar to her.

Chen Yaru is the owner of the largest listed company in city c, Xie Songcheng is his father, and the company is not much smaller than Chen Yaru.

After he came back from Chen Yaru, he went to the supermarket. There was nothing at home. He needed to buy everything, from razors to vacuum cleaners.

But in the end he only bought one kilogram of chicken wings and a 1.25-liter bottle of Coke, and he was going to eat Coke chicken wings for dinner.

"Blanch the chicken wings, remove them from the pot..." Chen An read the "Homemade Coca-Cola Chicken Wings Recipe" on the website with his mobile phone in one hand, and stirred in the pot with a spoon in the other hand.

It took 53 minutes for the chicken wings to go from blanching to being put out of the pan to being dumped into the trash can.

Chen An felt powerless. He even felt that he was useless. The only thing he was good at was painting, but he had been a translator for two years. His favorite dish was Coke chicken wings, but he couldn't do it.

He didn't eat enough at noon, so he turned on his phone and ordered a takeaway.

Chen An looked at the remaining chicken wings, hesitated and put them in the refrigerator with Coke.

The takeaway was picked up by the deliveryman at a place 2.3 kilometers away from his home. The delivery took 45 minutes. Chen An decided to pick it up at the gate of the community after 40 minutes, because the community where he lived did not allow delivery personnel to enter the door.

But half an hour after he ordered takeaway, he heard a knock on the door.

It's Zhao Xiwei.

He was still wearing the shirt from yesterday, holding the takeaway he ordered in his hand, and stood at the door of his house with his head down, waiting for him to open the door for him.

Chen An looked at Zhao Xiwei through the cat's eyes, and felt that he was like a pet driven out of the house by its owner, waiting pitifully for someone to forgive him.

He would never be able to see Zhao Xiwei sad, so he opened the door and let him in without making Zhao Xiwei wait.

"I heard the delivery man call you at the door, and I just wanted to come to see you, so I brought it with you." Zhao Xiwei explained seriously, with a somewhat cramped tone.

Chen An's heart seemed to be poked by a sharp thorn, and he felt a slight pain.

"You haven't left?" Chen An frowned, Zhao Xiwei looked like he hadn't slept all night.

"Well, I have nowhere to go," Zhao Xiwei moved slowly towards Chen An again, "An An, I stayed in the car all night."

Chen An came back rationally, and reached out to restrain his movements, "Let's eat first."

He didn't know that Zhao Xiwei didn't leave, but he ordered a lot, so it was enough for two people, and there might be some left over, because Zhao Xiwei didn't like mushroom soup.

"I don't like mushroom soup." Sure enough, Zhao Xiwei complained dissatisfiedly after taking a bite of the rice.

Chen An ignored him and ate on his own, but he still couldn't hold back, "Then what do you want to drink, order now?"

Zhao Xiwei said, "Don't do it, the takeaway is not good." Then he took another bite of rice and sent the tomato scrambled eggs into his stomach.

After the two of them finished their meal, it was Zhao Xiwei who cleaned up as usual. He put away the lunch box and packed it in a plastic bag, then went to the kitchen and threw it into the trash can.

"An An." Chen An heard Zhao Xiwei calling him in the kitchen, so he put down the book in his hand and walked over.

"what happened?"

"You want to eat Coca-Cola Chicken Wings." Zhao Xiwei pointed to the black garbage in the trash can, which could barely be seen to be chicken wings, "but you didn't succeed, why didn't you order it just now?"

Zhao Xiwei is always confident, "It's because I'm not here, you can't get used to what others do, right?"

"Chen An, you can't leave me." Zhao Xiwei twitched the corner of his mouth lightly and quickly, his tone a little smug.

Chen An was laughed out of anger, and couldn't hold back the serious words, "You are not the only one in the world who can make Coca-Cola chicken wings."

"But you only want to eat what I make, you love me." Zhao Xiwei rarely showed a anxious expression, as if eager to prove something, he grabbed Chen An's arm and refused to let him go, "You would rather not Don’t eat or order takeout.”

"Leave when you're full." Chen An couldn't bear his self-righteous attitude, even though he was right.

"I have nowhere to go. Wang Lin didn't book a plane ticket for me." Zhao Xiwei pouted and walked out of the kitchen, then sat back on the sofa and said on his own, "I'll sleep on the sofa and leave early tomorrow morning."

Chen An acquiesced to his behavior, then nodded and said it was up to you, and entered the bedroom.

I didn't come out for the next half day.

Zhao Xiwei turned off the light in the living room and lay on his back on the sofa. He desperately thought that Chen An really didn't want him anymore. He couldn't feel that Chen An loved him anymore. Chen An never treated him like this before.

He didn't know why Chen An wanted to break up, so he thought carefully about why he and Chen An had quarreled that day.

He had just finished a video conference that day, and the other party shamelessly asked him to give up a percentage of the profit. He spent a lot of time talking about it, and he felt very tired.

After the meeting, he came out of the study, and Chen An was nestling on the sofa, piling up blocks, and he went over to kiss Chen An, everything was fine until now, the problem should have come from a phone call from Chen Anlai.

He caught a glimpse of the caller ID as Senior Wang Hao. This senior has been in contact with Chen An since graduation. The other party proposed to get together after Chen An returned to China.

When Chen An was about to answer the phone, he pretended to touch it casually and hung up, and then immediately separated the relationship before Chen An asked.

He said to Chen An with a guilty conscience, "The other party will call again if they have something to do."

Chen An immediately became upset, because Wang Hao's calls to him would most likely be stopped by Zhao Xiwei, and he even boldly suggested that he should listen to this person's calls in the future before answering them.

Chen An put away the phone, "Do you not trust me or do you think I can't socialize normally?"

"He's affecting our relationship..." Zhao Xiwei tried to persuade Chen An, but when he said this, Chen An interrupted him.

Chen An said, "You will always be like this."

"Yeah." Zhao Xiwei held Chen An in a soft tone and reasoned with him, "But what I said is right, so you are not allowed to contact him in the future."

Then Chen An got angry and pushed him away vigorously.

Chen An's voice was rare, and he even called Zhao Xiwei's name, "Zhao Xiwei, everything you said is right, why do you all feel that you can control me and ask me to be obedient in everything, I've had enough."

Zhao Xiwei didn't expect Chen An to be so excited, and he didn't know what Chen An thought of, but he didn't think so.

He wanted to tell Chen An no, that he was just jealous, but Chen An went back to the room without listening to his explanation, and then he received a call from Wang Lin, saying that a project had a problem and he had to go on a temporary business trip.

He walked to the door of the bedroom and told Chen An that he was going on a business trip, but Chen An ignored her, Wang Lin had already brought all the things needed for the business trip and was waiting for him downstairs, so he could only leave first.

Then when I came back, Chen An had already moved away.

Zhao Xiwei closed his eyes and thought about it. He felt that Chen An broke up with him because he refused to let him answer Wang Hao's call. He was about to think of other reasons when he heard Chen An come out of the bedroom.

Chen An hugged him a quilt and came out, instead of handing it to him directly, he put it on the back of the sofa and turned back to the bedroom.

"Chen An, I'm sorry." Zhao Xiwei called Chen An from behind, his voice was a little loud at night, and the voice control light on the coffee table turned on.

"I shouldn't interfere with your making friends." Zhao Xiwei looked distressed, as if he didn't know where he was wrong, but he had to find a way to apologize because he wanted to save Chen An.

Chen An turned around and looked at him quietly, and didn't speak until the voice-activated light went out. His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid to turn on the voice-activated light: "But you can't control yourself, and you even go shopping with others. .”

Zhao Xiwei frowned. He felt that Chen An was slandering him, so he quickly denied, "I didn't."

"I saw it," Chen An said in a quiet voice, but clearly, "In City B, you wear a striped shirt, and she wears an off-white coat."

Zhao Xiwei paused for a few seconds, he thought he probably knew why Chen An was determined to break up with him.

Zhao Xiwei wanted to laugh a little, thinking that Chen An might not be able to step down after knowing the truth.

But he didn't want to break up with Chen An, so he said very unkindly: "That's my stepmother, I didn't go shopping with her, I picked her up for my father."

Chen An said oh, then nodded without expression, turned and went back to the bedroom.