cute crush method

The hug in just one second was over before Han Xing came back to his senses.

Bai Xiangxiao pushed the shopping cart to the direction of the self-service payment machine, and the two returned with a full load after checking out.

A small episode did not cause much disturbance. In fact, Bai Xiangxiao himself was also a little embarrassed. It was the first time for him to be so active with someone who had always been passive. If the other party was not Han Xing, he would never have taken such a step.

The reason why he can be so unscrupulous is because Han Xing never said a word of no to him since he was a child.

Still today, including this brief hug.

It also made Bai Xiangxiao gradually realize that Han Xing's connivance with him seemed to be more than expected.

He originally thought that the other party always had an indifferent appearance that strangers should not enter, and would not like to get too close to others.

In fact, Han Xing is also like this, never being intimate with others, even in the past with Aunt Chen, he respected the elders first, and others were rejected by him thousands of miles away.

So Bai Xiangxiao's trial was successful, and he was very happy.

Whether it was holding hands or hugging, Han Xing accepted it without too much reaction, which made Bai Xiangxiao less polite and distant towards him, and more natural and close to him.

From the bottom of his heart, he hoped to be closer to Han Xingxing, and even closer.

Like those brothers with deep friendship shown on TV, they can trust each other without reservation.

can be a real family.

At the end of January, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the water on the road will freeze overnight. On the 31st, it snowed heavily. The second snowfall this winter is even worse than the previous one. It's still big, and it's windy and snowy. If you walk outside for a while, the snowflakes will fascinate your eyes.

Bai Xiangxiao stood in the Xingqi Cafe, watching the snow falling heavily outside the window, there were almost no pedestrians on the road, and the car was driving slowly with double lights on.

There was not even a single customer in the coffee shop, and no one was bothered to go out in this kind of snowy day, only the miserable white-collar workers in the company had to go to work.

Bai Xiangxiao and his junior stood in front of the window like two door gods, but obviously his junior was more depressed than him, looking at the snow with a wry smile: "I'm going home tonight on the plane, but don't worry about it because of the snow. Delay for a few days, we won't be able to catch up with the New Year's Eve dinner."

Bai Xiang was stunned for a moment with a smile, only to realize that there are still two days until New Year's Eve, today is his last day of work before the year, and Xingqi Coffee will also be on holiday starting tomorrow.

"If we can catch up, the snow will stop at night."

Bai Xiangxiao comforted him, and also planned to go nearby to buy some leeks and shrimps at night, and make some pork stuffing for dumplings by the way.

It's just that he didn't expect that his mouthful of poisonous milk would make the heavy snowfall worse. Not only did he not stop, but even the news broadcast a heavy snow warning. This is a rare blizzard in the past few years.

The junior was successfully stranded at Store Manager Wu's house, but Bai Xiangxiao didn't buy dumpling stuffing.

Even when going home at night, because too much snow fell on the car, the snow on the windshield and mirrors had to be cleaned before going on the road.

Bai Xiangxiao originally wanted to help, but Han Xing said directly: "You stay here and come out in 10 minutes."

After speaking, he strode out of Fangrui Building first, and cleaned the silver-gray vehicle alone in the parking lot against the wind and snow.

Bai Xiang smiled and stared blankly at Han Xing's figure outside the window. White snowflakes fell on his dark black coat. After a while, a thin layer of snow accumulated on his shoulders and hair, but the cold weather did not affect him at all. The speed at which Korean banks are cleaned up.

When he came back to his senses, Bai Xiangxiao realized that he was waiting in the hall like a fool. He quickly wrapped up his down jacket and scarf, and ran out in a hurry regardless of what Han Xing said just now.

Running to the front of the car, seeing that Han Xing had cleaned the snow off the glass, Bai Xiangxiao grabbed his sleeve, raised his arm and swung it towards the engine cover.

However, someone grabbed his wrist, Han Xing frowned slightly, and opened the co-pilot's door.

"Go in."

Bai Xiangxiao looked at his eyes that couldn't be ignored, and could only put down his arms resentfully.

Unable to resist, Bai Xiangxiao simply took off his scarf, stepped forward to step on his feet, and wrapped the white woolen scarf around Han Xing's neck.

"Brother, this is for you, I'll wait for you in the car."

Only then did Bai Xiangxiao turn around and sit in the co-pilot, and after closing the car door, he looked at Han Xing outside through the glass blurred by snowflakes.

Standing outside, Han Xing didn't seem to move. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. When he raised his hand to clear the snow, his movements were much stiffer than before, which made Bai Xiangxiao a little worried.

After finally clearing the snow, I drove home at a slow speed of only [-] miles.

The first thing Bai Xiangxiao did when he got home was to run to the kitchen, boiled a pot of ginger soup, drank a bowl for himself, and brought a bowl for Han Xing, and went to wash up after seeing that he drank it clean.

Lying comfortably on the bed at night, Bai Xiangxiao didn't find anything wrong.

The white woolen scarf was so forgotten by his master.

And this night, Han Xing held the scarf in his nose and sniffed it countless times, as if he wanted to inhale this pure breath into his lungs.

The warmth when the young man approached him was so attractive in the severe cold, and he became more and more presumptuous, approaching himself without knowing the consequences. These small actions constantly tested Han Xing's remaining willpower, and tensed into a tense relationship in his mind. A string about to break.

tortured.

He clenched the scarf in his hand tightly, his eyes were filled with raging desire.

I'm afraid that these irrepressible thoughts will burst out one day.

The next morning, the weather cleared up, and sanitation workers cleaned the thick snow on the road early.

Bai Xiangxiao bought the dumpling wrappers and fillings, wrapped the dumplings in advance and put them in the refrigerator to freeze, so that on New Year's Eve tomorrow, he wouldn't be afraid of being in a hurry to cook and make dumplings again.

Hanxing's company holiday is on New Year's Eve, and their statutory holidays are only seven days from New Year's Eve to the sixth day.

Fortunately, the two of them don't have any relatives to go around, and they can freely arrange the holidays these days.

Bai Xiangxiao knew that when Father Bai was alive, he would visit his elderly cousin in the second year of junior high school, but no one came to pay respects to Father Bai at his funeral in June. In Xiang Xiao's life, what should be broken is broken.

As for Han Xing, Bai Xiangxiao didn't know about his biological father's situation, and he had never heard anything from Aunt Chen and Han Xing. He only knew that since they moved into Bai's house, the four of them spent the Spring Festival together and never got together. Relatives, Han Xing's father did not contact him either.

Even though it turned out that Bai Xiangxiao didn't like to go home for the New Year, nor did he enjoy the happy family atmosphere during the New Year.

But on New Year's Eve, the four of them became two, and the quiet air was somewhat bleak.

Bai Xiangxiao spent the day in the kitchen preparing the New Year's Eve dinner, while Han Xing continued to read the book on project management in the study. The two of them did their own things as usual.

At 07:30 in the evening, Bai Xiangxiao brought all the dishes to the table, including lion head, pork belly, steamed fish, grilled scallops... There are six dishes in total, and two dishes of dumplings were cooked. It's the same as the four generations living under the same roof. Originally, he wanted to save a few things and do a few less things, but after looking at it, it doesn't look like a New Year's Eve dinner without any one.

The TV in the living room is also broadcast to the central one, waiting for the Spring Festival Gala. According to international practice, listen to it as background music, and it depends on your mood whether you watch it or not.

When eating, Bai Xiangxiao could clearly feel that the atmosphere of this meal was much lower than usual.

Han Xing ate the food on the table silently as always, Bai Xiangxiao didn't know what to say, he could only listen to the joyful New Year's greetings on the TV, and took a bite of the dumplings.

There was a sudden click in his mouth, and Bai Xiangxiao frowned.

"Well…"

He spat something into the palm of his hand, it was a coin.

Bai Xiangxiao rubbed his nose and laughed a bit: "Ah...it's me again."

Han Xing didn't speak, but took out a red envelope and put it on the table.

Bai Xiangxiao looked at the red envelope in a daze, couldn't help but clenched the coin in his hand, his throat was slightly congested, reminding him of the scene during the Chinese New Year last year.

Last year's winter was not cold, and there was no snow on New Year's Eve. Many people said on the Internet that it was another warm winter.

At that time, Bai Xiangxiao was similar to the third child. He was reluctant to go home during the winter vacation. He wished he could go back on New Year's Eve. Even sleeping on the hard bed in the dormitory was much more comfortable than facing Bai's father every day.

Later, he was called back by Bai's father on the phone, and he was scolded on the first day home, and then ordered to do various housework.

After finally surviving on New Year's Eve, when Han Xing came home, the stinky face Bai's father had put on for a few weeks had a 180-degree change. He greeted Han Xing with care and affection, and Bai Xiangxiao felt nauseous after seeing that fatherly face. Locked in the room and played games with roommates all day without leaving the house.

They had no choice but to go out when they were having dinner at night, and when they saw Han Xing, it was as if they hadn't seen each other. The two of them only met once a year, and usually they couldn't speak, and at most they just nodded when they met, like strangers.

Or in the face of Han Xing, Bai Xiangxiao is habitually helpless and evasive.

Aunt Chen cooked a table full of dishes. She arranged for everyone to eat, and said with a smile at the dinner table: "Whoever eats dumplings this year wins a prize, as usual, give a red envelope."

Father Bai took a sip of his wine, took a dumpling to show off, and said, "It must be my luck, look how big this dumpling is, make sure there is something in it!"

Aunt Chen had a look of disbelief: "Every year, Xiaoxiao wins the lottery. I haven't seen any of you can compare."

Father Bai snorted: "His brother was promoted to a department manager this year. For such a big event, the fortune of this dumpling should be changed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Xiangxiao spat out a coin from his mouth and put it on the table.

Father Bai: ...

Aunt Chen covered her mouth and laughed: "Look at what I said, you guys, you don't believe in evil, Xiaoxiao is the little lucky star of our family."

Speaking of which, Aunt Chen began to pay out of her own pocket, and handed a red envelope containing 200 yuan to Bai Xiangxiao.

Bai Xiangxiao was also a little embarrassed, he was the one who took the money every year, and in the past few years, he had earned Aunt Chen 1000 yuan just by eating dumplings.

"Thank you, Aunt Chen."

With a blushing face, Bai Xiangxiao accepted it, but he was still quite happy in his heart.

"It's all a family. You're welcome. This year, there will be more than one coin. It depends on who of you is lucky."

When Father Bai heard that there was one more, he put three more big dumplings into the bowl and said while eating, "If you win the lottery today, you will go out and buy a lottery ticket tomorrow."

As a result, three dumplings were eaten, and the shadow of the coin was not seen.

Father Bai looked depressedly at the two remaining dumplings on the plate, pointed to the big one and said to Han Xing, "Quickly clip this, this one must be."

Han Xing picked up the dumplings, and before he could eat them, he heard Bai Xiangxiao groan softly on the other side.

A second coin came out of his mouth as well.

Father Bai's eyes widened, and he immediately patted the table and said, "Cheating! You cheated together with Aunt Chen, did you two collude to secretly mark the dumplings, so that Xiaoxiao got two in a row!"

Aunt Chen couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear when she heard this, she took the second red envelope and gave it to Bai Xiangxiao, looked at Father Bai teasingly and said, "Don't talk nonsense, this is what Xiaoxiao eats based on his ability, you two If you are not lucky, don’t blame others for being lucky.”

The angry Father Bai took a sip of his wine, looked at Bai Xiangxiao and ordered: "Go to the supermarket to buy vegetables tomorrow, and buy another five catties of beef!"

Bai Xiang laughed, very speechless.

When the meal was almost finished, Father Bai suddenly took out a red envelope from his pocket and put it in front of Han Xing, coughed and said, "The last one who finishes eating dumplings also gets a red envelope."

Han Xing was slightly stunned, and Aunt Chen was also stunned, and quickly said: "How can you give a red envelope like this, take it back quickly."

It's obviously a red envelope.

But Father Bai insisted: "The new regulations for this year's Chinese New Year have already been given, so there is no reason to take them back."

No one could resist Bai's father's stubborn temper, Han Xing finally accepted the red envelope, and there was a lot of money in the red envelope, a full 500 yuan, one hundred more than the two Bai Xiangxiao had.

The food in Bai Xiangxiao's mouth suddenly tasted bad...

Why does he have to go grocery shopping tomorrow?

I'm afraid that five catties of beef will cost you money, right?