Hanyu's former boyfriend club

There is no schedule and no need to go to the company to report. Taking advantage of the hard-earned leisure time, An Chu just wants to sleep and wake up naturally.

After eight o'clock, the winter sun shines mottledly on the quilt through the gaps in the curtains that have not been drawn tightly. There are two clear knocks on the door, but they don't pay much attention and turn over and continue to sleep.

Ten minutes later, she was woken up dazedly by Kim Heechul's phone call, saying that he was opening the door quickly, and she, who hadn't woken up vaguely, grunted and tried to get up.

An Chuxin kicked on her slippers and was not in a hurry to open the door. She stroked her untrimmed hair and sighed lightly. She changed from her pajamas to casual clothes and entered the bathroom. She simply tied her hair with a rubber band, and then dampened the towel Put warm water on it, and slowly scrub your fair face.

After simply washing up, he walked in the direction of the door with sleepy eyes.

At this time, 15 minutes had passed since the phone call, and she didn't hear Kim Heechul's complaint, and didn't say hello to Jiang Minhyuk who was behind, she fell asleep again lying on the sofa hugging a pillow.

Kim Heechul's words came to an abrupt end, and he reluctantly stopped complaining about laying An Chuxin flat on the sofa.

Jiang Minhyuk wanted to signal him to come, but Kim Heechul didn't give him the slightest approach distance, and at this moment he was very quick-eyed and quick-handed.

An Chu felt that there was someone beside her, and wanted to open her eyes but couldn't overcome the weight of her eyelids.She woke up with a feeling of hunger after sleeping for an unknown amount of time, her handsome face was stained with the hazy sleepiness of just waking up, she bent her eyes and said goodbye softly.

Because the voice had a slight nasal sound after waking up and the tone was unconsciously soft, it seemed a bit coquettish: "...oppa, what are you doing here so early in the morning?"

Although they are allowed to come over for dinner on Friday, it is only limited to lunch, and they usually do not come in the morning.

Kim Heechul didn't answer this question directly, but asked in a slightly disgusted tone: "An Chuxin, have you been drinking again?" On the surface, it was a serious question, but in fact it was a joke that couldn't be restrained.

An Chuxin took out a carton of milk from the refrigerator and put it on her mouth, only to feel a little embarrassed when she remembered the tone just now.

Even though she has a close relationship with Kim Heechul, she seldom calls him Ouba, and understands his metaphor that she talks nonsense after a hangover, gently rubs her temples with her index finger, and her slender crow's eyelashes flutter slightly in the air.

Just as he was about to refute, he heard Jiang Minhyuk say: "We don't have a schedule today, we plan to come and cook with you." His watery eyes reflected the other's reflection, and his clear voice slowly left, continuing to accept Cui Shengxian's reason for not coming: "But senior TOP has a schedule, so he didn't come."

Kim Heechul also looked down at her, and added with a little smile in his words: "It will be Christmas again in a few days, and we will go home too." This sentence also means that this Christmas she will Alone.

Yes, they all have to go home, but she doesn't know if she can go home during the Spring Festival.

The time away from home is too far, and the years are woven into cobwebs and engraved in the memories of the past. She unconsciously thinks of the small round dining table in the past and the family sitting around the table.

She froze for a moment, then quickly answered: "Then let's make dumplings." The taste of the Spring Festival is of course dumplings, and the familiar northern taste can best recall the warmth of home.

After drinking the milk and throwing it in the trash can, he was about to cook, but Kim Heechul stopped him and asked, "Why don't you eat breakfast, don't you have a stomach problem?" After saying that, his voice became stern unconsciously, taking care of her like an older brother.

The other party was dissatisfied when she planned to use a few slices of bread, so she had to order a bowl of tomato fried egg noodles for herself.

Slightly sour soup. There is a hint of sweetness in the salty aroma. The extremely elastic noodles shuttle through the aroma, and slip between the lips and teeth after taking a bite.It also attracted two people who had had breakfast and let her order another bowl to share.

After breakfast, I rested for a while, and it was eleven o'clock.She made several fillings of different colors, and after taking out the dumpling wrappers she bought in the refrigerator, she began to teach them how to make dumplings. Make the skin easy to glue, and then make the folds like this..."

She did this kind of thing skillfully and dexterously, her posture was still elegant, the dumpling wrappers fluttered in her hands, and she ordered the fillings in the small snow-white porcelain cup. People's eyes are bright.

Before the eyes get out of the colorful colors, the snow-white fingers have been bent and folded a few times, and a little stuffing is exposed in the mouth of the dumpling, and the oil is swaying on the snow-white folds. Drooling so much that he was drowning himself.

Although the two are not skilled in craftsmanship, they still helped a lot.As time goes by, a large plate of dumplings goes to the pot.She asked the two to wait in the restaurant, and walked to the kitchen by herself to prepare dipping sauce and rice cake soup.

The heat of the food lingers around the body and the occasional sound of hot pots from the kitchen has been challenging the senses. The fun of doing it yourself has caused their emotions to be extremely high. Finally, when the dumplings were successfully cooked, Kim Heechul couldn't resist the temptation to grab one of the dumplings. He just took a bite— ——The green mustard dumplings showed their true appearance, and a horrible smell swept the room.

Jiang Minhe looked at An Chuxin in surprise: "Why are there mustard dumplings? I don't even know."

But An Chuxin also shook his head and his expression was not clear. Jin Heechul said with a speechless expression: "I added it secretly for a prank. I thought the first one must not be, but I didn't expect..."

After Kim Heechul finished speaking, Jiang Minhyuk couldn't hold back his smile, and turned slightly sideways to purse his lips and chuckle.

Seeing Jin Heechul's painful expression, An Chuxin quickly brought out steaming rice cake soup to relieve the mustard. The red color of spicy cabbage floated on the soup. She lowered her head and used a silver spoon to transfer the spicy cabbage, leaving a relatively light taste Some rice cakes and soup.

Scoop the rice cake soup in a bowl and push it in front of him: "You drink this first."

Steaming dumplings, sweet and tempting rice cake soup.With a few plates of side dishes taken out of the refrigerator, it feels delicious to eat together.But the dipping sauce that An Chuxin prepared was not accepted by the two of them. Instead, they ate dumplings with tomato sauce.

After seeing off the two of them, after eating dumplings and recalling her hometown, she suddenly wanted to call her parents.

It wasn't a cold mechanical female voice, the connection with the ding inevitably made a little tenderness in the bottom of my heart, and the mother's tone was still as kind as before.

"Xin'er, are you coming back?"

She hesitated for a moment, and her mother immediately realized that the topic had changed, and it was still the same clichés, but she couldn't get tired of listening to them.Father would occasionally interject a few words, but his tone was full of pampering.

The sound of the younger brother shouting came from the beginning to the end, and the mother only gave him the phone at the end, asking him to say a few insignificant words.

After hanging up the phone, she lay on the sofa. It was not because her parents missed her deeply, but because she knew, she was so unsure that the company would let her return to China for the New Year.

After all, she has debuted for five years, and the number of times she has returned to China can be counted on one's fingers. Most of them are her parents and younger brothers who came to see her.

But even if it doesn't necessarily work out, give it a try.