Who uses the soymilk maker in the early morning

He Mingming coughed and took out his mobile phone, opened someone's chat history and flipped through: "No, then why did I have a friend who ran into him yesterday..."

As he spoke, he clicked on a picture and handed it to Yu Yanchuan.

The lights in the bar were dim, but Yu Yanchuan could clearly see that the person in the picture was Tan Xu, and beside him stood a man in a light-colored suit.

The two were talking and laughing very close to each other. They were holding a document bag in their light-colored suits. They couldn't see their faces clearly. They could only catch a glimpse of light from the corners of their eyes. They should be wearing a pair of glasses.

Yu Yanchuan served his drink.

"A friend of mine took this photo. This person met Tan Xu every day recently. We thought..." He Mingyu hesitated to speak.

This angle is very technical, and the watermark can be used as a paparazzi.

Tan Xu had that sunny smile mask on his face, and the broken hair on his forehead was blown up by the wind. He looked like a youthful and outstanding male college student.

Yu Yanchuan stared at the screen, took a sip of his drink, stretched out his hand, and zoomed in on the photo with two fingers.

There is a small sign on the background board behind them, the logo is not clear, a certain law firm.

Yu Yanchuan said calmly, "This is not the lawyer he found for me."

The screen of the mobile phone automatically turned off, He Mingshan Shanshan put it back, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "The cow is still your cow."

"Thank you." Yu Yanchuan leaned back on the sofa, wrapped in soft fur and suddenly felt tired. He put the empty cup back on the table, closed his eyes, "I'll sleep, don't call me."

He just heard the first-hand gossip tomorrow, and he was still a little panicked: "Can you sleep in this environment?"

Yu Yanchuan ignored him.

His sleep habits are very strange, he can sleep well under the two extreme conditions of very quiet and very noisy, but he can't sleep when it is semi-quiet and not noisy.

Most of the soothing music played in the bar during the day, he almost fell into a dream with his eyes closed.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already two hours later, Yu Yanchuan stared at a certain point in the void for a few seconds, and looked up to see He Mingming still paralyzed in the booth playing with his mobile phone.

Yu Yanchuan didn't speak, and kept looking at him in this posture.

From an objective point of view, He Mingming looks pretty good, Xiaofeng's favorite is the one with high nose bridge and single eyelids.

If Miss Yu doesn't mind, I can really introduce her to her for a chat.

His eyes were too hot, if He Ming felt something, he glanced at him: "Are you awake?"

"You haven't left yet?" A new drink was placed on the table, Yu Yanchuan stood up and sipped it, "I thought you were busy with business."

"Busy ass." He Mingming smiled maliciously, "Look at Moments, something happened to Luo Yuan."

Ouch!

Yu Yanchuan had expected such a scene to happen, he set a precedent, sooner or later someone would follow suit, and sooner or later Luo Yuan would be forced to fall and the monkeys would disperse.

This person acts perversely and recklessly, and he does things without thinking and relying entirely on the backstage. Even if there is a little bit of criticism in this backstage, he can't stand his pretentiousness.

Yu Yanchuan opened the circle of friends. There are not many people in his circle of friends, but the first one is the insinuating words sent by Miss Yu.

He opened the Ancheng gossip group chat that had been blocked for a long time, and pieced together a general idea from the fragmented spectators.

The Luo family's business is so big that they all relied on the few connections they made when they made their fortune in the early days. In layman's terms, they are not clean.

The upper-level interest web is layered and criss-crossed, and there are too many people related to the Luo family, even if someone punctures a spider web, it can be quickly repaired.

But I don't know which high-ranking god personally took action, and turned the Luo family all over the place, without caring whether it would offend others, and made a big fuss without any scruples.

There was a lively rumor from the outside world. Some people said that the Luo family moved the cake that shouldn't be touched. Some people said that they offended a real big shot. There were even more evil ones, that they touched the white powder business, and they couldn't keep him.

Yu Yanchuan didn't seem to believe it. After all, the Luo family had done business with Yu Xinghai, and they could do business with them, so the Luo family probably wouldn't play anything too advanced.

It's sad to think about it, Luo Yuan has done so many damn things recklessly, but in the end he has to use this method to get the bitter fruit he deserves.

If only one mountain is higher than the other to restrain them, I don't know how many people are still at large.

"Let's go." He stretched his neck, "I'll take you back."

"Let's go now, I thought you were going to wait for the midnight show." He followed him out tomorrow, frowning, "You still live in a rental house recently? If it's not possible, I will share the rent with you. My mother recently started to urge blind dates , I really don’t want to go home.”

Yu Yanchuan opened the car door: "Tan Xu is renting with me, you can rent the upstairs of my house."

After finishing speaking, he calmly sat in the driver's seat, closed the door with a "bang", put his arms on the window and looked up at him: "Come on?"

He touched his hair tomorrow, lost his voice for a moment and said, "No, I'll take the subway back, you should go home quickly."

"Come up." Yu Yanchuan sighed and raised the car window.

Talk like someone wants to go home.

After sending back He Mingming, who was on pins and needles, Yu Yanchuan turned the steering wheel unhurriedly back to the sea view apartment.

He didn't realize that Tan Xu's luggage was still in the trunk until he stood in the corridor and took out the keys, so he went back to get it.

The box was unsinkable, probably only some daily necessities, the light was off in the living room, and Tan Xu closed the door in the bedroom.

Yu Yanchuan dragged the box and knocked casually.

There was a sound of chairs mopping the floor in the room. Tan Xu opened the door, glanced at the suitcase lightly, and took it over: "Thank you."

You're welcome.Yu Yanchuan answered in his heart.

"Have you eaten yet?" he asked.

Tan Xu pulled the box into the bedroom and said to him, "I haven't eaten."

This scene was so much like talking about cross talk, Yu Yanchuan really didn't know how to continue the conversation, so he had to stop here.

He turned and went to the kitchen without hearing the door slam.

When he reached the entrance, he looked sideways, the door was half closed, and Tan Xu nestled back again.

Yu Yanchuan felt the embarrassment that he had nothing to say for a long time. It was a bit like the feeling that he had just met his co-tenant a month ago and he accidentally threw flowers into Tan Xu's arms.

He opened the refrigerator, and there was a huge thing in the middle.

The bowl was filled with dough that had been proofed overnight, and it swelled to push up the layer of plastic wrap, and even part of it overflowed along the side of the bowl.

Yu Yanchuan brought out the heavy bowl and decided to make some pies to make do with it.

He didn't know if sharing food counted as keeping a distance, but Tan Xu was usually a decent person, so he probably wouldn't do such a thing as ordering takeaway in front of him.

After all, sometimes tacit hints are enough, and there is no need to do that.

He also doesn't want to ask "Should I make you a copy?" Whether the answer is yes or no, the question itself will push them into a difficult situation.

This seemed to be the first time the two of them sat at the table to eat together, one at one end, silently looking at the steaming chive and egg pie.

Yu Yanchuan wanted to sigh, but Tan Xu sighed first.

This home has never been quieter.

Tan Xu cleaned the bowls very consciously, but Yu Yanchuan didn't trust the bowls he washed out. He imagined cursing and saying to Tan Xu as usual, "Don't use steel wool to brush stainless steel", but he didn't say it in the end.

He sat in the living room for a while, then turned and went back to the bedroom.

Tan Xu rinsed the bowl under the running water, and followed Yu Yanchuan's back all the way to the door of the bedroom from the corner of his eye.

He put the lather-rinsed bowl aside.

They seemed to be getting divorced but he was reluctant to be an old couple. Tan Xu knew that this time there was no way to return to the previous way of getting along, but he couldn't explain why.

It seems that you can grasp it as soon as you reach out, and it seems that you can only touch a mirror when you reach out.

Tan Xu didn't even dare to stretch out his hand.Their relationship came to a delicate balance again after adding weight indiscriminately, and he dared not and did not want to break this balance.

"Tan Xu." Yu Yanchuan called him.

Tan Xu turned off the tap: "What?"

"Someone is calling you." Yu Yanchuan still didn't come out of the bedroom, but there was no sound of running water making noise, and his voice became much clearer.

"Ah." Tan Xu put the bowl on the draining rack beside him, and there was a clanging sound when they collided, "Please pick it up for me."

The other side was silent for a while before saying, "Oh."

Yu Yanchuan walked through two doors to Tan Xu's room, and saw the mobile phone on the table.

He had been in this room countless times, but now he felt that the atmosphere was strange, and he felt a little uncomfortable in it.

The incoming call was from a number that was not saved. When he picked up the phone, he accidentally touched the mouse beside him, and the black screen of the open laptop flashed for a moment.

"Hi." He said into the phone.

Yu Yanchuan didn't hear what the other person answered, and his eyes were glued to the computer screen.

A picture appeared on the lit screen. It seemed that Tan Xu was sorting out some chat records before eating, and saved some screenshots of the content.

Opposite the chat history in the upper left corner of the picture is Lin Yu.

The conversations in the picture are also interesting. Lin Yu sent a total of two messages, and there were probably a few more paragraphs in front of them, but they were cut off, leaving only a few parts.

Lin Yu: I went back to China to find my brother.

Tan Xu replied: Is there a chance?

Lin Yu said: There is a chance, I have heard about him, he is the senior of our school.

Yu Yanchuan was still holding the phone, and the person on the other side thought that his signal was not good, so he said "Hello" repeatedly.

He couldn't answer, but just looked at the chat conversation, dated August [-]rd, which was obviously a chat record from last year.

Yu Yanchuan's mind was in a mess.

Tan Xu has known about this since last year?

Lin Yu came back to China to find him—Tan Xu already knew?

Why never mentioned it to him, and pretended to just know about it that day?

There was no answer on the other side of the phone, so he hung up quickly.

Yu Yanchuan had the illusion that he was being played like a monkey.

He couldn't figure out the cause and effect, and couldn't figure out the reason why he did this, but even Tan Xu didn't tell him the truth, it seemed that everyone was hiding it from him.