Olfactory failure

The jar of honey that had been in the refrigerator for nearly two months came in handy. Wen Yanshu tore off the sealing film along the mouth of the bottle, scooped up two spoonfuls and mixed it with warm water.

Zheng Chengyan hugged him from behind and asked, "When did you buy the honey?"

The porcelain spoon clinked against the inner wall of the cup, and Wen Yanshu said, "The time when you were sent back by the driver after drinking on a social occasion."

Zheng Chengyan remembered: "Why didn't it work that time?"

Wen Yanshu closed his mouth tightly and remained silent. Zheng Chengyan, who pretended to be drunk that night, was more alive than him on the bed. Why would he need to drink honey water to hangover?

Zheng Chengyan's jokes were moderate, and he never approached the edge of annoying Wen Yanshu. He lowered his head and pecked at the back of Wen Yanshu's neck that was exposed in front of him, and his arms around the opponent's waist were also unlocked: "Go up and take a shower, I've put hot water for you."

Wen Yanshu didn't have to go to work the next day, and Wen Yanshu's principle of sharing the bed with Zheng Chengyan only on weekends broke the ground. The main reason was that when he saw Zheng Chengyan leaning against his bedroom door with a pillow in his arms, he couldn't help but chase him away, so he ended up in trouble. It was he who was forced by Zheng Chengyan, who had lost his gentleman's skin, to do whatever he wanted on his bed.

The temperature in the room is not too high, and Wen Yanshu's hot flashes all over his body were caused by Zheng Chengyan. He curled up on the bedside and hugged his legs to watch Zheng Chengyan help him. He had nothing to say: "Did you close the door? Don't let Mocha in."

Zheng Chengyan turned his head to see his reaction, with a smile on his lips: "It's locked, it can't be opened outside."

"Be careful it doesn't like to bite through your sheets."

"Are you worried about Mocha or the sheets?" Zheng Chengyan glanced at him, "Why don't you know how to worry about yourself."

How could Wen Yanshu be worried? Being bullied was a certainty. He grabbed a corner of the pillow and tremblingly made the last request: "Don't bring the strange smell to the bed."

With a soft lips, Zheng Chengyan leaned over to kiss him in his busy schedule: "Then don't shake."

Later, in order to prevent the mattress from being sprayed with a strange smell, Zheng Chengyan carried Wen Yanshu to the bay window, making the curtains shake.

After the end, Zheng Chengyan unwrapped the blankets and wrapped them around the two of them, opened the curtains and Wen Yanshu looked at the reinforced concrete and swimming car lights outside under the night sky, and said: "It's the first time I'm watching this scene at this point in time." Street view on one side."

The layout of the two rooms is the same, but the scenery seen from the two windows is completely opposite. Zheng Chengyan's side is the interior of the community, a lake with unchanging green plants, which loses its ornamental value after nightfall, far inferior to Wen Yanshu's side are varied.

Zheng Chengyan's name was filled on the real estate certificate. Wen Yanshu moved in after getting married. He asked, "Why didn't you choose this room in the first place?"

This house has been vacant since it was renovated. Zheng Chengyan was used to living in the outskirts of the city before, and moved here in order to establish a marriage relationship with Wen Yanshu and started to live together: "Because your career is more important than mine. Need to see the flowing scenery, so I let you."

The window glass reflected the figures of the two close to each other. Wen Yanshu stretched out his finger to draw Zheng Chengyan's eyes on the mirror, and the street lamp turned into a distant star and fell inside, which was very beautiful: "Then think about me, you never Did you like me then?"

Narcissism is probably contagious. Zheng Chengyan remembered the phrase "don't be moved by yourself" that Wen Yanshu said when he picked him up tonight, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't be sentimental, I didn't have any thoughts at that time, it was purely out of a gentleman demeanor."

Wen Yanshu paused, then looked sideways at the person behind him: "Would you take good care of someone else?"

Zheng Chengyan asked, "Are you jealous?"

Wen Yanshu turned his gaze out of the window again: "Not at all."

Zheng Chengyan didn't expose him, but he hugged him a little tighter than before: "There's no reason to change someone. I didn't intend to listen to my mother's urging marriage back then. I should listen to Pei Yang's tricks." It's fun, one of the spouse standards is more difficult than the other, who would have expected you to meet all of them."

Wen Yanshu asked curiously, "What standard?"

Zheng Chengyan was surprised: "Didn't Pei Yang tell you about that loudspeaker?"

Wen Yanshu thought for a while: "No."

Zheng Chengyan got excited: "It's no wonder he didn't tell you. If he did, you would definitely not come to see me."

He counted Wen Yanshu's advantages that only he knew: "One, he knows how to tie various types of ties, if he knows I'm going to a party, he will tie a cross knot, and if he guesses that he has something to do at night, he will tie a flat knot. "

Hearing the Yanshu just at the beginning, he didn't want to listen to it anymore. Just as he was about to sit up, Zheng Chengyan pushed him back into his arms again, and the voice on his shoulder was muffled, as if he was drowsy: "Second, I drank too much. The wine party will call me husband."

The hand that was originally on Wen Yanshu's abdomen moved back, wrapped around his buttocks and pinched: "Three, people will bite here."

The blanket on his body slipped off while rubbing, Wen Yanshu yanked the curtains shut to block out the night view from the outside world, stepped on the ground barefoot and looked at the person who was sitting comfortably on the bay window: "Did you tell Pei Yang that?"

Zheng Chengyan restrained himself in time after teasing people: "These are the things I discovered in you later, which can constitute a more vivid and real you than the general request I made to him at that time."

He came down from the bay window, picked up the blanket and put it aside, took Wen Yanshu's hand and walked towards the bed: "Yanshu, are you too easy to tease?"

This sentence sounded like a joke, but Wen Yanshu was not annoyed or refuted when he touched the pillow, just when Zheng Chengyan thought he was tired and fell asleep, and when he stretched his upper body to pull the quilt for him, Wen Yanshu said: "Actually, I know all about it."

After spending the night in Wen Yanshu's room, Zheng Chengyan simply left the pillow on the other party's bed. Mocha, who didn't know why, took advantage of the freedom of going in and out during the day, grabbed Wen Yanshu's bed and took Zheng Chengyan's pillow back, and then He was thrown over by Zheng Chengyan.

After coming and going, Zheng Chengyan pointed at its face and taught him a lesson. Mocha lost his temper and ignored Zheng Chengyan for the whole weekend. He wandered around Wen Yanshu's feet and sprinkled cat food on Zheng Chengyan's bed. Occupy the magpie's nest.

So Zheng Chengyan had more reasons to stay in Wen Yanshu's room.

Sharing the same bed has contributed to Zheng Chengyan's bad habit of staying in bed. He was not self-disciplined in the first ten years of work, but this Monday he woke up and touched Wen Yanshu's face, but he felt like going on strike.

Thinking of reminding employees not to be late after the dinner on Friday, he struggled to no avail, and finally had to resign himself to getting up early, found the cotton mop that Wen Yanshu accidentally dropped last night in the corridor and stairs, put them back under the bed, and went to the bathroom to squeeze Alright toothpaste.

Monday morning was when You Lin stood in the chief office for the longest time. After she reported her work and asked for opinions, Zheng Chengyan said, "I won't work overtime tomorrow night. You can arrange it in advance."

"Okay, may I ask, are you celebrating the festival with Mr. Wen?"

"You know best about counting." Zheng Chengyan snapped the signed work report aside, "By the way, help me reserve a seat at the Lunhe Restaurant."

Yulin said: "3016?"

Zheng Chengyan took the time to raise his eyes: "Yes."

At five o'clock in the afternoon on Tuesday, Zheng Chengyan turned off the computer on time. He thought he was fast enough, but who knew someone would be earlier than him.

There was a knock on the open office door. Zheng Chengyan thought it was You Lin, and he lowered his head to tidy up the things on the table without raising his eyes: "Okay, you should get off work early to celebrate the holiday with your boyfriend."

Wen Yanshu leaned against the door with a bouquet of champagne roses in his arms: "It's already off work, boyfriend."

Zheng Chengyan raised his head suddenly: "Are you leaving early?"

"I went to gather wind in the afternoon." Wen Yanshu walked in, lifted the white porcelain vase on the table and replaced the violets that had grown for many days, "I saw that little star when I was waiting for the elevator."

Many artists come and go in and out of IDR all day long, Zheng Chengyan didn't remember the big ones, but how could he remember the young ones: "Which little star?"

Wen Yanshu forgot that person's name: "Sparkling."

Zheng Chengyan was amused by Wen Yanshu's description: "He, last time he performed well as a background board, and now he has been named by another Party A, so he probably came to audition today."

Wen Yanshu didn't speak while the champagne was inserted, and the pruned branches and leaves were covered around the vase. Zheng Chengyan collected them without getting too dirty: "We are still taking wedding photos in our studio, when will you make up with me?"

Not to mention the wedding photos, the registration photos on the marriage certificate were taken by the two of them at the beginning. Wen Yanshu kept his face blank throughout the whole process, making the photographer think that the two of them were going to divorce the next second after the photo was taken.

Wen Yanshu inserted the last rose and said, "I'll buy a suit when I have time."

"Then let's go together when the end of the year is on holiday." Zheng Chengyan flipped through the Ouya paper on the corner of the table, "Didn't you write a small card?"

Wen Yanshu turned and went to the bathroom to wash his hands, not coaxing people at all: "Romance is sold out, this service is not provided."

For the two of them, Christmas is not an important holiday, and Zheng Chengyan set aside time to work overtime simply to find an excuse to date Wen Yanshu.

After more than two years, the two parties sat face to face again in the private room at No. 3016 of the Lunhe restaurant, feeling a little dazed with each other.

"The taste of this charcoal-roasted beef tendon seems to have improved." Wen Yanshu said.

"You have also improved." Zheng Chengyan put the boneless Swiss chicken wings on Wen Yanshu's dinner plate, "When we first met, you didn't want to say a word except for self-introduction and necessary answers. explain."

"Aren't you also wearing a fake face, making people think you are serious." Wen Yanshu put the beef dipped in sauce on Zheng Chengyan's plate.

Zheng Chengyan said with a smile: "Pei Yang, who is caught in the middle, is probably exhausted."

"Let's ask him out for a get-together next time." Wen Yanshu remembered this matter and Pei Yang talked about it long enough.

Zheng Chengyan remembered being hit all over last time: "I have to warn him in advance not to bring a little lover."

After a full meal, the two decided to go to a movie on the spur of the moment. They couldn't find a French movie without subtitles on the electronic screen at the box office, so they had to buy two tickets to support the Chinese film industry.

Wen Yanshu couldn't concentrate on reading, and frequently leaned towards Zheng Chengyan's side. Zheng Chengyan thought that it was rare for him to ask for a hug, so he stretched out his arms to hug him, but Wen Yanshu shrank back, sitting more upright than anyone else. .

Halfway through, Zheng Chengyan left the screening room to go to the bathroom, washed his hands in front of the washstand after running out the water, and when he looked up by chance, he caught a glimpse of a champagne-colored corner in the breast pocket of his suit jacket in the mirror.

With a surprised expression on his face, he dried his hands and pinched the little corner out, and what appeared before him was the little card he mentioned casually.

It turned out that he was the one who was easily teased. How could the Wen Yan book be romantically sold out, but it was not obvious, and the romance was written between the lines——

"Apart from thousands of spices, you are the only scent that I misidentified."