Who uses the soymilk maker in the early morning

Tan Xu was determined to fight his family to the end, so he went back to school the next day to pack his luggage, and pushed the door into the flower shop amidst the crowds of people leaving school with their suitcases.

Yu Yanchuan was cutting the wrapping paper with his back to the door, the knife cut neatly across the matte paper, and the cut rectangle fell to the ground in a roll.

He heard the rattle of the suitcase, looked up and saw Tan Xu's face in the mirror beside him.

"What?" He bent down and picked up a few rolls of paper on the ground.

"Click your car." Tan Xu pointed to the suitcase.

Holding the cut wrapping paper in his arms, Yu Yanchuan took out a hand to find the car key on the counter, and threw it to Tan Xu.

After he walked out, Xiaofeng came over: "You two live together?"

"Shared renting." After Yu Yanchuan finished speaking, he emphasized again, "I didn't know it was him when I rented."

Xiaofeng said "Oh": "Isn't that still living together?"

Yu Yanchuan couldn't think of how to refute.

His car was parked next to the motorway behind the commercial street. Tan Xu quickly packed his luggage and came back, standing aside and watching him busy.

"Don't stick around here." Yu Yanchuan said.

"When are you coming back?" Tan Xu moved out of the way.

"afternoon."

Tan Xu stared straight at him, and said after a while, "Are you going abroad?"

The plastic bucket in Yu Yanchuan's hand slipped, but he didn't turn his head: "Yes."

For some reason, the scene suddenly turned into a scene of bitterness. Tan Xu asked, "If I don't ask, how long are you going to keep it a secret?"

Yu Yanchuan was very uncomfortable listening to this line, he frowned: "I don't want to hide it from you... I planned to tell you today."

It's unreasonable, he really didn't want to hide it, and he didn't know what tragic movie Tan Xu had made up in his head.

"Are you going to check it yourself?" Tan Xu asked.

Yu Yanchuan took off the net bag on the flower bone: "Don't think too much about it, I just went over to take a look, and said that we cut off communication as soon as my plane left the country."

Xiaofeng was keenly aware that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, so he walked carefully from behind, and went around to the warehouse at the back door.

Tan Xu looked at him coolly.

Ever since the incident at the shooting gallery, Yu Yanchuan seemed to have put a layer of...preservative film between them. They could see and touch each other, but they couldn't pierce the film.

This relationship has become like a ball of cotton, a bit illusory to the touch, and it can't be squeezed into a solid ball anyway, weak and easy to disperse.

Tan Xu couldn't understand him.

Yu Yanchuan is a very complicated person, from the first time he saw each other to the reunion, he never understood what Yu Yanchuan was thinking.

This feeling was the same as when he faced Tan Ming many times, he couldn't see through it, and couldn't predict it. Instead, he seemed to be standing in front of them shirtless.

Tan Xu feels that even though he pretends to be sunny, enthusiastic and outstanding in front of outsiders, he is still simple and transparent inside. Maybe this transparency comes from his "hate getting into trouble" in his personality—just like he likes clear and clear feelings If you like it, you will love it forever, if you don't like it, you must leave decisively.

I can't tell whether it's because he has too little social experience and hasn't learned to refine and accommodate his feelings, or because Yu Yanchuan is two years older than him, and has seen more worlds and traveled more roads.

Yu Yanchuan seemed to be alienating him, Tan Xu wondered if he was thinking too much.

This kind of estrangement is not due to distance, but he suddenly discovered that Yu Yanchuan is not as mó, fǎ, xúe, yuàn as he imagined, and making recommendations~...needs help from others.

Tan Xu has never felt that there is any machismo in himself, and he doesn't care about Yu Yanchuan's distance, but it is hard for him not to think that this is a rejection of his temptation to cross the boundary.

"Okay." Tan Xu put the car keys back on the counter, turned and walked out the door.

The net bag on the ground was swept into the trash can, Xiaofeng poked his head out after a few minutes, and asked in a low voice, "Did you quarrel?"

Yu Yanchuan cleaned up the floor, sat back on the reclining chair behind the counter, and raised his head: "He can't get along with me unilaterally, can't you see it?"

"I didn't see it." Xiaofeng curled his lips, "You two are having a fight."

Not wrong.

Yu Yanchuan took out the Tarot cards in the drawer, and started shuffling them with a twist of his fingers.

Tan Xu is too smart and sober, and can always catch some subtle emotional changes.

Yu Yanchuan himself was unable to define this change.He really couldn't face Tan Xu like before.

In the past, he could let himself show the most lazy and decadent side in front of Tan Xu, say what he has to say, lose his temper when he has something to do, and do whatever he wants.

But once a friend with benefits becomes a crush, he can no longer maintain the previous state.

Maybe it's because this relationship is going in the opposite direction, from the physical relationship to the most youthful and innocent stage, he began to have reservations, became rusty, and began to just want to show the simplest side of himself.

It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality, and the two of them suddenly distanced themselves from a negative distance. For Yu Yanchuan, this is a suitable range for secret love, which is enough to accommodate all his thoughts, but for Tan Xu... there may be some misunderstandings.

What should I do now?

Yu Yanchuan read it silently several times.

He couldn't concentrate, and he couldn't open the cards no matter what. When he randomly cut the cards with both hands, a card flew out and landed quietly on the table.

The queen is reversed, and the relationship between the sexes is hindered by love.

Yu Yanchuan looked at the cards for a few seconds, then simply put the whole stack on the table, and got up with the car keys.

Today is not a good time to count tarot cards.

"Are you going to the cafeteria?" Xiaofeng made a voice from among the flowers.

"I'm leaving, you keep an eye on it, and I'll give you a subsidy." Yu Yanchuan said.

Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment: "Just now you told your junior to go back in the afternoon."

"I'm gone and I don't necessarily want to go home." Yu Yanchuan said as he pushed open the door.

He called out He Mingming and made an appointment at the Sports Lottery Bar.Since He Mingming heard about him and Master Luo, he sent eight WeChat messages in a row to express his determination, vowing to formally sworn brothers with him, and immediately agreed to his call.

It's just that before he could express his lofty ambitions, he discovered that Yu Yanchuan seemed to be calling him this time because of emotional issues.

He Tomorrow has never seen Yu Yanchuan being trapped by love. Outsiders may think that he is a disobedient and dissolute young master, but he knows that Yu Yanchuan is just an unlucky guy who spends his days without desires and desires waiting to die.

But no matter which one it is, it seems that there should be no side that is trapped by love.

He ordered two non-alcoholic drinks tomorrow: "Tell me, do you love a bitter movie that you can't love, or a tragedy movie that you get dumped?"

Yu Yanchuan nestled on the sofa, spinning a dice in his hand, and was silent for a moment before answering the irrelevant question: "Let me ask you, do you usually want to send me flowers?"

He Mingming said strangely: "You are not dead, why should I send you flowers."

"Gift flower." Yu Yanchuan hit him with a dice.

He Mingming hid for a while: "Yes, I didn't return Brother Xiang's cake last time, but I can still give you chocolates on your birthday."

Yu Yanchuan raised his hand to cover his eyes, feeling like he was playing the piano to a cow.

"You...was rejected for sending flowers?" He Mingming asked speculatively.

Yu Yanchuan didn't answer.The bar that was messed up by them last time had already been cleaned up, the broken tables were replaced with new ones, and anti-collision protection corners were even pasted on the corners of the tables.

He still wanted to hear the answer from other people's mouths, so he rarely said persistently: "Does sending flowers mean you like it?"

He sat forward tomorrow, with his arms propped on the table, he touched his chin, and said carefully: "Sending flowers does not necessarily mean that you like it, but if you can ask this sentence, it means that something is wrong."

Reasonable, to the point.Yu Yanchuan gave him a thumbs up.

He already had the answer in his heart.

He really liked Tan Xu, and this love came very early, maybe when he decided to make a flower for Tan Xu as a gift, it had already sprouted quietly.

It is said that Xiaobie is better than newly married, although it is not applicable to this situation, but he did regain this love that he thought was insignificant after the reunion.

He originally thought that this love was only the size of a small handful of water, dripping into his palm, but when he looked up, he realized that there was a whole lake behind the spring.

Not necessarily, maybe since he decided to name the flower shop Plastic Branches, he has already realized his intentions, but he just chose to ignore them subconsciously.

Plastic branches can only be plastic forever, no matter how imitated they are made, they will never become real green branches. It looks like a flower that will never wither, but if no one is willing to accept it, it will be just a pile of unnutrient Just rubbish.

Yu Yanchuan swore that he didn't make any associations when he took this meaning, but now it seems that the birth of this meaning itself is tempered from the past, so there is no need for association.

Named after his failed unaware crush, which lasted until this summer, he's also an idiot.

Yu Yanchuan discovered that the opening of the relationship does not require any major incidents, life-and-death thrills, and the excitement and sadness of witnessing each other and other people kissing. A sliced ​​watermelon on a plate.

"I like him." Yu Yanchuan smiled calmly, tilted his body and looked at He Mingming, "but he doesn't seem to want to go any further with me."

He looked at him tomorrow, took a sip of his drink, and clicked his tongue for a long time: "Who is it?"

"Don't you know?" Yu Yanchuan asked him back.

"Ah..." He didn't pretend to be stupid tomorrow, but the name was so hot that he held back a few times before saying it, "Tan Xu?"

"Well," Yu Yanchuan nodded indifferently, "I will tell you as if you are a brother."

He tomorrow patted his chest: "When did my mother spread your scandal!"

He took another two sips of his drink after filming, and he still seemed to need to suppress his shock: "How far is your relationship going now?"

Yu Yanchuan rested his hands behind his head, put his right ankle on his left knee: "It's okay."

"It's okay? If you chase people, you have to do it step by step." He Mingming took another sip of his drink and analyzed it seriously, "Have you added friends?"

Yu Yanchuan thought about it, and felt that there was nothing he couldn't say: "I've slept with you."

He Ming choked violently and coughed heart-piercingly.