Who uses the soymilk maker in the early morning

The decoration style of the restaurant is classical and elegant. There is a slight creaking sound when stepped on the wooden floor. The waiter put the plate on the table lightly, and the knife and fork are placed aside without any collision.

A pink and bright flower was placed on the table, and Tan Xu fiddled with the petals twice: "What kind of flower is this?"

"Phalaenopsis." Yu Yanchuan glanced at it casually, and continued to concentrate on cutting the leg of lamb from the bone, "Eat it quickly, it will be rotten when it cools."

When Tan Xu entered the door, he noticed that this was a Polish restaurant. He expected that the portion would be quite large, but he didn't expect it to be so large.

Roasted leg of lamb is wrapped in sauce and lying in the middle of mashed potatoes. The aroma after baking is mouth-watering. The next dish is a duck leg squeezed in a bowl, lying side by side with milky white cheese potatoes. In the sauce, the skin is roasted crispy and delicious.

Tan Xu held up the fork, but before he could speak, the waiter brought another tall pot of stewed beef with a small flower on top.

The table was about to fill up, so Tan Xu asked, "Is there any more?"

"There is another dessert." Yu Yanchuan took the table knife and twirled it a few times between his fingers, "Chocolate you like."

"You like it, right?" Tan Xu poked a piece of beef.

He originally thought that Yu Yanchuan would lead him to an elegant western restaurant, and have a romantic dinner with candlelight and red wine glasses. Find another place to make up for supper.

Unexpectedly, Yu Yanchuan served him three tough dishes as soon as he came up, and he doubted that the two of them would be able to eat this leg of lamb.

It's hard to say whether Yu Yanchuan is a romantic or a pragmatic, but there is no conflict between the two.

The restaurant's business was booming, and within 10 minutes the first floor was full, and the waiters began to lead people upstairs.

"We haven't had dinner together like this for a long time." Yu Yanchuan said.

"Hmm." Tan Xu scooped up a spoonful of mashed potatoes. He couldn't recall the last time they sat and ate together. It seemed that it was the nasty leek pie in the shared house.

Once the memory of the shared house was awakened, Tan Xu suddenly remembered something: "I didn't seem to close the windows at home when I left."

Yu Yanchuan had already given up hope on his ability to take care of himself, and calmly bit the duck leg: "It's okay, there is nothing valuable."

Tan Xu hesitated for a few seconds: "But it's been raining heavily in Ancheng recently, I'll ask the landlord to close it."

"No," Yu Yanchuan stopped him from taking out his mobile phone, "you don't need to find the landlord, I'll ask He to go tomorrow."

Only after he said this did he feel connected with his past life.

The impact of those emails in Lin Yu's mailbox was too strong, which made Yu Yanchuan feel a sense of separation that could not be ignored, as if he had been living at the bottom of a well where he didn't hear anything outside the window, and there were too many things he didn't know. Things are happening synchronously out of sight.

Fortunately, there is still a good brother He Mingming who will accompany him to be a fool, so that he will not have the feeling of being concealed by the whole world.

This sentence also awakened Tan Xu, and then he remembered to turn over the old score: "I haven't bothered to ask, where did you recognize your very capable little brother?"

It sounded sour, but Yu Yanchuan confessed honestly: "I met Miss Yu from her. He is studying at Manchester University."

"How did you meet Miss Yu?" Tan Xu asked.

He did have an impression of Qing, she was a very beautiful and flamboyant girl in his memory, who had met a few times at various banquets before.

Why does it sound like Yu Yanchuan is very familiar with him?

"Acquaintance on a blind date," Yu Yanchuan's tone was very sincere, "I told you that time when I was going on a blind date."

The dessert brownie cake was brought to the table, and the chocolate sauce wrapped in icing sugar fell on the plate. Tan Xu watched as Yu Yanchuan went up with a knife, split the cake in two, and shoveled away half by himself.

"You went on a blind date with her and became friends?" Tan Xu looked at the cherries falling from the top of the cake and sighed, "I don't eat chocolate, so you can take it."

Yu Yanchuan quickly used a knife and fork to pull the remaining half of the cake onto his plate.

"I told her that I won't get married." Yu Yanchuan dipped the fluffy cake into chocolate sauce, "At that time... I don't know if you want others to know, so I didn't elaborate. But I think she should have figured it out."

"Guess it?"

"But it should be me and Yu Changyu." Yu Yanchuan stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked off the icing on the corner of her mouth, "I think she always posts some chicken soup for the soul that encourages the freedom of love and not being bound by blood. No, probably only the two of us can see it."

Tan Xu lowered his eyebrows and looked at him slightly displeased.

But Yu Yanchuan insisted on saying only half a sentence, and continued to cut the meat in the bowl.

When he raised his hand to dig mashed potatoes for the fourth time, Tan Xu hit his fork with a table knife, making a crisp sound.

The knife was firmly stuck in the fork, and Tan Xu said in a deep voice, "I'll see you next time and tell her directly."

Yu Yanchuan looked at him with interest.

"Forget it, I'll tell her in person later." Tan Xu withdrew his hand, like putting a vat of vinegar in the food, the sour smell spreading confidently.

The meal was enjoyable, but it didn't stop Tan Xu from taking his jealousy out of the restaurant.

The city at night is completely different from that in the daytime. The whistle of the tram slowly passing by is drowned in the crowd, the dim street lights are connected together, the windows of shops along the street are lit up, and the capital letters spell the words "sale" and "discount". .

When they walked up the long bridge, the rolling screens of the high-rise buildings on the river bank finally lit up, playing an advertisement for a sports drink. Starlight spread from the sky to both sides of the river, and the lights flickered on and off.

Walking slowly along the long bridge, the cool river breeze blows up the clothes, and the air is not as dry as in the daytime, which makes people feel refreshed.

Tan Xu seemed to have grasped some important clue, and kept repeating: "I'll find a chance to tell Tan Ming, I think he always wants to make an arranged marriage for me."

Yu Yanchuan thought that it would not be so. Tan Ming was a bystander, and he could see this much more clearly than Tan Xu.

He looked under the bridge, and the cruise ship was slowly breaking through the river with lights flashing.Tan Xu stood beside him, looking into the distance: "Actually, I never thought that we would be together before."

"I haven't thought about it either." Yu Yanchuan supported the railing, took a deep breath, "I don't like my brother."

Tan Xu said meaningfully: "I know, I heard that you and He Mingming mentioned that the threshold for choosing a spouse is not to be young."

Fate is also hard to say, there will always be people who cannot be bound by the usual standards, but maybe they will be the ones who can go to the end.

The cruise ship was getting closer and closer, melodious music was playing on the ship, and many people were standing on the deck to watch the scenery. Tan Xu looked at it for a while, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to sit?"

Yu Yanchuan was taken aback by this question: "Outside?"

"I said take a cruise ship." Tan Xu's eyelids twitched, "If you want to do it on a cruise ship, you can do it."

"...Then there's no need." Yu Yanchuan said with a smile, "Next time, let's have dinner on the boat next time."

While talking, the phone in his pocket vibrated a few times, and he quickly took it out like a conditioned reflex, and saw that the person who came was not B, but Tan Ming.

It was the first time that Tan Ming sent him a message since they became friends: Is Tan Xu here?

Yu Yanchuan sighed as he saw it. It was already late at night in Ancheng at this time, and there was a straight-talking elder brother who was worried about his good brother. He couldn't fall asleep because he didn't hear from him for a long time.

I'm afraid it's because they are worried that if the chat between the two of them breaks down, the lonely Tan Xu will have nowhere to go.

Yu Yanchuan shook his phone with a smile: "Tan Ming would rather go around a long way to ask me than take the initiative to call you."

"What did he say?" Tan Xu's attitude softened a bit, and he was not as resistant to the name as before.

"He asked if you've arrived." Yu Yanchuan said.

He thought that Tan Xu would let him reply on his behalf, but he didn't expect that this person, still jealous, insisted on grabbing his hand, raised it in the air and took a photo of clasped fingers.

Yu Yanchuan sent this picture to Tan Ming, and added very deliberately: Your brother asked me to take it.

Tan Ming never replied to him again, and he didn't know whether he fell asleep contentedly or was angered by this provocative move.

But Tan Xu was having a good time, and Yu Yanchuan admitted that he was also having a good time.

This photo is well taken, with two hands holding each other, and the background is the blurred rushing river and lights along the coast.

Yu Yanchuan carefully savored this photo, and before he knew it, he had reached the end of the long bridge. A motorcycle selling flowers was parked at the foot of the bridge. Flower bouquets of different colors were all over the vehicle. The owner of the car was a tattooed man. A man with flowery arms sat aside and looked at the river view.

"Buy a bunch." Tan Xu said.

Putting his hands in his pockets, Yu Yanchuan half smiled and half teased: "There is a flower shop at home, and I go out to buy flowers."

Tan Xu ignored him, walked over, picked out a cluster of pale pink champagne roses, and bought some snow willow leaves separately to put in the bouquet.

Yu Yanchuan stood a few steps away and looked at him.

This collocation is too familiar. This is the bouquet of flowers he gave Tan Xu back then, but Tan Xu threw it into the trash can at that time.

Brother Flower Arm helped him arrange the flowers. Tan Xu held the bouquet and handed it to him.

Yu Yanchuan didn't answer, just smiled silently.

"Give it to you."

Just now, he was able to take photos and send them to Tan Ming to declare his sovereignty, but now he can't even say a nice word.

Tan Xu seemed a little nervous, he thought for a while, and then said: "I flew directly from Ancheng... It may be a bit abrupt, and it looks sudden, but I thought it out, and it was because I thought it over that I came here It's urgent."

When he said this, he looked at Yu Yanchuan and laughed: "Did I not mature before?"

"It's okay." Yu Yanchuan said, "I'm not very mature yet."

Tan Xu stood up the drooping flower bone again, and sent it to Yu Yanchuan: "But the things I have decided will never change, just like I like you, and it will never change in the future."