person oxidized by love

Ji Xinghui came out of the shower. Zhou Keyun was not in the bedroom. He thought about it and decided to sleep on the right side. He was at Zhou Keyun's house before, and he seemed to be used to sleeping on the left side.

Ji Xinghui was indeed tired. Lying on the bed and looking at the phone twice, his eyelids became heavy. After a while, the phone slid down and fell asleep like that.

Ji Xinghui seldom dreams of grandma, even when he misses grandma very much, but today he just fell asleep and saw himself in his boyhood, carrying vegetables with grandma, walking home.

It was the summer vacation of the second year of high school. It had just rained. The road here was uneven, and it was easy to splash muddy water on the trousers when walking. Ji Xinghui rolled up his trousers, revealing a section of his fair calf.

When he walked to the alley, he saw Zhou Keyun standing there. He was wearing a shirt that was ironed without any creases, and beside him was his clean and shiny bicycle. Grandma asked Ji Xinghui: "It looks familiar, is it?" Are you a classmate?"

"Grandma, wait for me." Ji Xinghui walked towards Zhou Keyun after speaking.

Zhou Keyun helped Yi Jin to return Ji Xing's birthday invitation letter. After meeting Yi Jin in the piano room, Ji Xing met him. Yi Jin is very familiar and generous. The type who can get along well.

Yi Jin's birthday is scheduled for next Friday night, in a high-end club called Bamboo Garden in Xinggang City, Yi Jin's family conditions are very good, the tutor is also good, and the birthday invitation is so solemn.

"I happen to be attending class nearby, so Yi Jin asked me to bring it for you." Zhou Keyun took out the invitation letter and said businesslike with no expression on his face.

Ji Xing replied thank you, and said without words: "It's quite difficult to find here. It's easy for people who come here for the first time to get lost. Do you want to go home? I'll show you the way out."

"It's okay." Zhou Keyun looked at him, still expressionless.

Grandma greeted Zhou Keyun with a smile in the distance: "Is it Xiao Xing's classmate? Why don't you invite him to come and sit at home."

Ji Xing replied, "Grandma, he just gave me something, and he still has something to do."

Zhou Keyun glanced at him and said, "Actually, I'm fine."

Now Ji Xing was a little embarrassed, so he could only ask, "Would you like to go to my house for a cup of tea?"

Zhou Keyun nodded, and followed Ji Xing back with his bicycle.

Although Zhou Keyun treated others coldly, he was still very polite to his grandma, and he patiently answered all the questions his grandma asked him.

Grandma said happily: "Few classmates come to play, are you and Xiaoxing good friends?"

Zhou Keyun said kindly: "Well, we are good friends."

"He used to fight with his classmates all the time, and I was always afraid that no one would play with him." Grandma scolded Ji Xinghui, "Now let him play with his friends more, either to say that he is not free, or that you are not free, actually He is timid, afraid that you will not like him."

Zhou Keyun glanced back at Ji Xing, probably conveying some kind of suspicion, but his family education is very good, and he won't make the old man unhappy, so he said: "It's true that high school is a bit busier, and we get along pretty well."

There is an anti-mosquito curtain hanging at the door of the house, the pattern is lotus, Zhou Keyun probably saw this kind of curtain for the first time, and his eyes stayed on it for a while.

There was no special living room at home, so Ji Xing led Zhou Keyun to sit down at the dining table. He didn't feel embarrassed because of the smallness and poverty of the house, even if it was Zhou Keyun.

Grandma made a cup of smoked bean tea for Zhou Keyun, and she said apologetically, "It's not time to make smoked beans yet, otherwise the freshly made ones will taste even better."

Zhou Keyun thanked him politely, and kept staring at the cup of tea, as if seeing it for the first time.

Ji Xinghui saw Zhou Keyun's focused eyes, and asked a little strangely, "Have you never drank smoked bean tea?"

Zhou Keyun shook his head honestly.

"Every family in Xinggang should be able to make it." Ji Xinghui felt strange, but he still introduced him patiently, "This is autumn, and it is made of edamame, that is, soybeans. First peel the beans, wash them clean, and then put them in." Boil in a pot, add some salt and monosodium glutamate, cook until half-cooked, take out, dry and then smoke. Smoked beans, smoked beans, the most important thing is the smoking process, spread the beans on a special wire mesh, and bake them with charcoal fire."

"It needs to be roasted slowly, the fire should not be too high, and it will take several hours to turn over the edamame beans until it is ready." Ji Xinghui took out a handful of smoked beans from the jar, held them in his palm, and showed them to Zhou Keyun looked at it.

The surface of dried edamame is wrinkled, but the color is still green.

"You can also eat it directly, try it?" Ji Xing stretched his hand forward.

Zhou Keyun carefully twisted one and put it in his mouth, looking serious as if he was participating in some kind of food tasting competition.

Ji Xing threw one into his mouth, the smoked dried tofu was fragrant and soft after chewing, and the aftertaste was sweet and delicious.

"I've always eaten it as a snack." Ji Xing smiled back, "If you make tea, it's a different taste."

So Zhou Keyun picked up the teacup again. In addition to the smoked beans, this cup of smoked bean tea also contained tangerine peel, sesame seeds, dried carrots, and a few slices of green tea.After the smoked beans are soaked in water, the outer bean coat stretches out, like a layer of tulle.The tea soup is clear, bright in color, slightly salty in taste, and fragrant.

"Xiaoxing, if Xiaoyun likes it, you can decorate it and take it home." Grandma said with a smile.

Ji Xinghui also made himself a cup. He didn't like carrots, so he left it out.

"My grandma's smoked beans are the best made in Bailan Lane." Ji Xing said with a smile back, "It's almost cooked, and the color of the beans will be worse when they come out, not so green and beautiful."

Grandma was cheerful, and grabbed a handful of snacks and put them on the table: "It's Xiaoxing's favorite food, I don't know if it suits your appetite."

Zhou Keyun took a piece of hemp crisp candy, and seeing him like that he had never seen before, Ji Xinghui thought it was amusing, so he stared at it.

The mochi candies are all packed in thin paper. The piece in Zhou Keyun's hand is sesame-flavored. When it is opened, it is a gray and irregularly shaped square, and the white piece in the center is lard.This kind of sugar breaks when pinched, but it sticks in the middle, making it more awkward to eat.

"It's called Ma Su Tang." Ji Xing replied.

The powdered sugar in Zhou Keyun's hand showed a distressed expression.

"It's fine to eat with the candy paper on it." Ji Xinghui took apart a piece and showed it to Zhou Keyun. Holding the paper in his palm, the mochi candy slides into his mouth along the slope of his palm. This kind of candy is soft and melts in the mouth, very sweet .

When Ji Xinghui finished eating the candy and looked up again, Zhou Keyun in the dream suddenly grew up. He sat there, looking at Ji Xinghui with a serious expression.

Grandma came out from the room, as pale as a shadow, she was still smiling, she said: "Xiaoyun, our Xiaoxing has a bit of a stubborn temper, but he is a good boy, please bear with me in the future."

Holding a cup of smoked bean tea, Zhou Keyun wore a ring on his left ring finger. With the same expression as when he was a boy, he coaxed the old man kindly: "I am busy with work, but grandma, don't worry, we get along very well."

Ji Xinghui acted like an outsider, he stood there in a daze, waiting for Zhou Keyun in his dream to help him wipe the icing sugar off his mouth, and then he remembered that people in Xinggang also used to entertain their son-in-law with smoked bean tea.

Grandma suddenly wiped her tears, and she said: "This kid has had a hard life since he was a child, and he hasn't had a good life with me. I'm too old, and I always drag him down..."

"No, I can't live without grandma." Ji Xinghui felt very sad. He wanted to hold grandma's hand, but he couldn't.

Grandma's figure became weaker and weaker, and even her voice seemed to dissipate in the air: "I only hope that you can be reconciled and beautiful, Ke Yun, take good care of him, love him so much..."

The dream suddenly began to collapse, Ji Xinghui stood up suddenly, he rushed forward, trying to keep grandma, but he couldn't see anything.

Zhou Keyun hugged him and dragged him back. Ji Xinghui struggled to break free from him, and then his feet were empty.

Below is an endless black abyss.

The feeling of falling in the dream was so strong that Ji Xinghui woke up suddenly.

Zhou Keyun sat by the bed, frowning, with a worried expression.

Ji Xing was stunned. He looked at Zhou Keyun, a little confused whether it was a dream or reality.

Zhou Keyun reached out and touched Ji Xinghui's face, his voice sounded a little gentle: "Why are you crying?"

Ji Xinghui closed his eyes with all his might, he wiped his own eyes in a panic, and found that the eyelashes were soaked.

Zhou Keyun leaned down and approached Ji Xinghui. He was still wearing a daytime shirt and trousers. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped Ji Xinghui's tears with a gentle and patient voice: "What did you dream about?"

Ji Xinghui's tears welled up again, he felt so ashamed, why he kept crying in front of Zhou Keyun.

He obviously doesn't like to cry.

"I dreamed about grandma." Ji Xinghui choked up.

Zhou Keyun looked at him with a distressed expression, and he reached out to cover Ji Xinghui's eyes.

Zhou Keyun created a safe zone for him, where Ji Xinghui could cry freely.

Ji Xinghui didn't understand why Zhou Keyun had to be so nice to him. If he saw himself crying by accident, he could just ignore it. When he woke up, he would wipe away his tears.

Why do you have to sit by the side with him?Why do you have to wipe his tears so tenderly?

Is it because Zhou Keyun played the role of partner too much, or did Ji Xinghui and Yi Jin's similar looks make him fall in love with the house?

Ji Xing couldn't understand in retrospect, he hated himself who wanted to rely on Zhou Keyun.

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I posted the picture of the smoked bean tea on Weibo, you can check it out.