Pandora's Box

So I chose a Chaoshan beef hot pot upstairs. The table for two was a bit small, and we sat there facing each other, and suddenly felt that the legs were stuffed under the table.

There’s nothing to push or shy about ordering. You come here just for the fresh-cut beef. The price is quite friendly and there are discounts. If you boldly order seven or eight items from the menu, it won’t exceed your budget.

Both of them were using their mobile phones to scan the QR code to order, and he could see the pre-ordered dishes, so he said, "Enough, don't order too much to finish."

I quickly put on a show: "How come, neck kernels, spoon kernels, spoon handles, chest oil, streaky tendon, hanging dragon companion, these are all necessary, and then there are beef balls, beef tendon, tripe, Just these first!"

He smiled and said, "You always mess around like this."

"Huh? What's 'always'?"

He was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Aren't you all so careless?"

I laughed: "That's right." I haven't been serious since the first time we met.

A small plate will be placed on the beef plate delivered to mark the time for the corresponding part to be rinsed, such as five-flower tendon for 15 seconds, spoon kernels for ten seconds, and neck kernels for eight seconds.

In fact, I know a lot about "eating", and I am considered a half-expert.But I can only speak, not hands.If I have to do it, I can't pay attention to it. I can't count the seconds. I can only pour it in and cook it casually. After all, fresh beef and beef bone soup are almost not unpalatable.

After messing around, I found that the brother sitting across from him was really strict and regulated.

He slowly spread the meat into a large colander, dipped it in a boiling soup pot, turned it over a few times with chopsticks, and then fished it out precisely in seconds, and finally evenly divided them into each other's bowls.

"Brother, you are controlling your time too seriously. It's not an experiment. Feel free to do it."

He put down his chopsticks and looked at me: "Huh? Otherwise, how did you get burned?"

"I cook it as I please. Beef tastes good when you cook it anyway. If it's tripe that can't be chewed after cooking for a long time, I have to set a second. I'll press a timer."

He smiled and said, "With me here, there is no need for a timer. I am more accurate than that."

It is true that the beef that has been boiled in time has a better taste.But I said I was inviting him to dinner, but it turned out that he was serving me, so I felt embarrassed.

He is very generous and natural.Not arrogant, not diligent, only a gentleman's care, like a gentle brother.

I suddenly remembered: "By the way, how old are you this year?"

He was obviously taken aback by this abrupt question, but he immediately answered: "21."

I was quite surprised: "Yo, I'm one year older than you, so I shouldn't call you brother."

That's right, even if he rebuilds for a year, he should be younger than me, after all, I've been on sick leave for two years.

He touched his face in confusion: "Do you think I'm older than you? Do I look old?"

I hurriedly said: "No, no, you look very tender!"

"?"

"It's because you feel very mature in what you do. It's very different from those of us."

He said, "Oh."

"But it's inappropriate for me to call you brother," I pondered. "After all, when we talk about people now, we often say 'you are a younger brother' and 'brother brother'. Calling someone younger brother is like a curse. Calling 'brother' It sounds more respectful."

He raised a pair of black and straight eyebrows, looking very surprised by this statement: "Really?"

I was even more curious: "Why, don't you know?"

He shook his head.

It's not that I said, he looks quite fashionable, but some places are too out of fashion.

He was silent for a while, then said, "I don't mind, you can call me whatever you like."

I clasped my hands together: "Then you will be my big brother forever. Big brother, bless me not to fail the exam at the end of the semester."

He smiled.

I laughed too.God please ask a repeat student to bless me from failing a course.Isn't this the live-action version of the mud bodhisattva crossing the river, unable to protect himself?

The time for shabu-shabu, eating, eating and chatting passed quickly. Before we knew it, more than an hour had passed. The guests next to us had changed, and our table was still simmering beef endlessly.

His mobile phone on the table vibrated suddenly, he frowned, picked it up to have a look, and said, "I'm so sorry."

"Ok?"

"I have something to do at 07:30. Meal time is longer than expected, and now I have to go first. Sorry."

I hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's already seven fifteen, you hurry up!"

When he looked at his watch in the afternoon, his expression said that there must be arrangements, which I completely understand.

It's all my fault that I ordered too much meat, and I didn't finish eating after cooking for a long time.

He got up in a hurry, put on his coat, paused before leaving, and turned to me and said, "Thank you for the hospitality, it was a pleasure to dine with you."

I am thoroughly amused by him, this guy is kind of cute in an old fashioned way.

Looking at the back of him leaving in a hurry, I was a little envious of his busyness.

For someone who is too idle like me, time seems to be meaningless.

When I was about to check out, I suddenly remembered that I still didn't ask his name, and he didn't ask me either.

There seems to be an inexplicable tacit understanding between us. It seems that it doesn't matter if we don't need to know each other's names.

It feels a little new, a little special.It's different from those wine and meat friends I used to have.

This friendship is just like him, fresh and light, without any trace.

I think that the so-called friendship between gentlemen is probably like this.

Walking out of the restaurant, I just feel that the sky and the ground are brightly lit.It is located in the center of the business district, and the streets are bustling with couples on dates and relatives and friends walking together, it is very lively.

However, these excitements belong to others and have nothing to do with me.After wandering up and down for a while, I decided I had better go home.

At least there are two middle-aged and elderly people, Cheng Yichen and Lu Feng, watching TV at home, and they can also have a plate of fruit to eat.

However, when he opened the door, it was pitch black.

Those two are not at home =_=

I turned on the light and looked at the empty living room.

I sent a message to Cheng Yichen before saying that I would not come back for dinner, so that he would not have to cook my dinner, but they probably went out on a date by jumping around.

Think about it too.

It is precisely because of me that Cheng Yichen has to rush home to cook at one o'clock every day, and then stay at home, washing up and watching TV, while Lu Feng silently accompanied him the whole time.

I'm not careful enough to take all this for granted.

But in fact, if it weren't for me, the world of the two of them would definitely not be like this.

For them, perhaps the present day is like going to jail.

I guess, before I came, they were supposed to be happy and let themselves go.With Lu Feng's tonality, maybe they go out together every day for sensuality, wine and meat.

The more I realized how redundant my existence was, the more boring I became.So I lay down on the sofa in the living room and played with my mobile phone boredly. While I was playing, my eyes went dark, and one of the two lights on the top was broken.

"Hey……"

Single dogs are only entitled to enjoy a single lamp! ╥﹏╥...

I simply put down the phone, closed my eyes, and started to concentrate on thinking wildly, and gradually fell asleep.

Half asleep and half awake, I heard movement in the room, and then Cheng Yichen's lowered voice: "Shhh, Xiao actually fell asleep, walk softly."

I felt someone coming over and gently covering me with a blanket.His movements were so gentle and careful that I suddenly didn't want to open my eyes.

After a while, Cheng Yichen whispered again: "This light is broken again. Are there many light tubes at home?"

Lu Feng said, "Yes."

Then Cheng Yichen said: "Then go and change the light tube."

I:"……"

I have seen President Lu coaxing the world to destroy the world, but I have never seen him change the light tube.

It should be said that I never imagined that he could have this function.

Asking Lufeng to change the light tube is like having to use the landing gear of a helicopter to uncap a bottle in mid-air, or let a dragon breathe fire to light a candle.

I secretly opened one eye and saw Lu Feng standing there, raising his hand to remove the lampshade.

This picture is quite natural, after all, he is so tall, he makes the best use of everything, and there is nothing wrong with it.

He changed the light tube after three times, five times and two times, and he was quite skilled. At first glance, this skill is not a day or two.

Cheng Yichen praised him: "Very good, very good. In this way, we can have a craft when we retire."

Lu Feng smiled and lowered his head, and kissed Cheng Yichen on the lips, like a domestic dog asking for a reward.

Me: "...=_________="

I refuse to eat this sudden dog food.