Cannon fodder partner dressed as a disabled villain

After a period of busy work, the two finally moved into their new home years ago.

The bouquet of cosmos that was freeze-dried and placed in the basement was carefully carried by Yun Yan himself and placed in the center of the dining table. Every time he saw it, Yun Yan was in a wonderful mood.

On the wedding day, when he stuffed flowers into Shen Shuheng's arms, both of them thought it was just a joke.

But I never thought that it turned out to be fate.

The new residence is much closer to the grandfather’s house, and only 10 minutes away from the mother’s house. The two first visited the grandfather and mother separately, and then invited them to the new house to warm the house. In fact, they also had a meal together. reunion dinner.

When Shen Qingya and old man Shen arrived, they found that none of the usual servants were there.

Yun Yan came to open the door with a smile on his face, wearing a heat-insulating glove: "Grandpa, Mom, sit down first, the meal will be ready soon."

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Shen strolled to the kitchen after changing his shoes, and saw his grandson chopping vegetables in front of the case. Although the knife skills were not particularly skilled, at least the cuts were very uniform, and it was not the first time he did it. .

He looked surprised: "Yo! Shu Heng has learned how to chop vegetables!"

Shen Shuheng's face was full of black lines, and he always felt that this tone was similar to "My grandson has finally learned to walk!"

Shen Qingya also followed behind. This was the first time she saw her son standing on the edge of the chopping board wearing home clothes and an apron. This image was quite different from the image of Shen Shuheng in her heart over the years, and she almost wanted to laugh. Ask your son: "When did you learn it?"

While chopping vegetables, being stared at by two elders, one surprised and the other relieved, Shen Shuheng felt a little uncomfortable, and said stiffly: "Just a while ago."

Yun Yan felt his discomfort, and said with a smile: "Shu Heng can not only chop vegetables, but also cook and make desserts." After that, he pointed to a plate of cranberry biscuits on the dining table outside: " That's what Shuheng made, mom, you and grandpa go to try it first?"

The two were even more surprised, their attention was turned away almost immediately, and they couldn't wait to try Shen Shuheng's handicrafts. They sat at the dining table and one of them just took a piece, and then heard Yun Yan's voice from the kitchen: "Hey, don't eat too much! Have hot pot for lunch!"

"Okay!" Shen Qingya responded, and suddenly felt a long-lost atmosphere.

She chewed the cranberry biscuits carefully, savoring the warmth she hadn't seen for many years, and suddenly felt like home.

Soon, the meat in the casserole was ready. Yun Yan lifted the lid of the pot with heat-resistant gloves, and the hot aroma wafted out.

The stewed meat was put into one side of the hot pot by Yun Yan, and the other side was added with the base ingredients. After cooking, it was served on the table: "Come, come, today is a double beef mandarin duck pot! One side is butter and spicy, and the other side is tomato Braised Beef Brisket!"

At the same time as the hot pot was served, Shen Shuheng put the cut dishes on the table, and the few people moved their chopsticks impatiently.

The old man picked up a piece of beef brisket, chewed it, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction: "It's delicious!"

"It's delicious!" Yun Yan nodded quickly: "Shu Heng made it, he is definitely talented in cooking!"

"Who said that?" Shen Shuheng raised his eyebrows: "Obviously they did it together."

Yun Yan pursed his lips and laughed.

Recently, the two of them always cook together at home when they have nothing to do. No matter what they do, they enjoy it. Aunt Yang sometimes feels that she is about to lose her job.

The two always read the recipes one by one, prepare the ingredients by one, wash the vegetables by one, and chop the vegetables by the other. They cooperate very tacitly.

There are always times when you try new dishes, but no matter whether the finished product is delicious or not, the fun in it is enough to linger on for a long time.

There have been times when we ate together before, but eating hot pot together is another feeling.

Hot pot always has a sense of ritual that other dishes do not have, which makes people feel more intimate, lively and lively.

When Shen Shuheng used a colander to pick up a few pieces of beef brisket and put them into Shen Qingya's bowl, Shen Qingya's eyes couldn't hide her emotion. She seemed to feel that the cold distance between mother and child had finally disappeared, and her heart was touched by the temperature of the hot pot. Bake to warm up.

Shen Shuheng recently began to try spicy food, and when his mother and grandfather found out that he was sticking his chopsticks towards the spicy pot, they were even more shocked.

The last time Shen Shuheng ate hot pot with Ye Luomolin in the film crew, he still only ate clear soup, but every time he saw Yun Yan eating spicy pot, he would have a feeling of "this must be very delicious".

Shen Shuheng often felt that watching Yun Yan eat was a kind of enjoyment, but later he realized that it was because Yun Yan was really enjoying food, and he envied and appreciated this enjoyment.

Gradually, he also experienced the feeling of Yun Yan eating the spicy chicken he made for the first time. It was so spicy that tears came out, but he felt very good. Every time Yun Yan would laugh at him and hand him tissue.

In order to eat hot pot, they put the bouquet of cosmos on the side cabinet before. After eating, Mr. Shen strolled over to see it, and carefully lifted the glass cover and squeezed the leaves, almost crushed , Only then was it confirmed that this was really a real flower.

So familiar!Isn't this the bouquet at the wedding!

He patted his grandson on the shoulder and admired: "Shuheng, I didn't expect you to be so romantic!"

Shen Shuheng: "..." It was just to deal with you on business.

Yun Yan held back his laughter until his stomach ached.

In the evening, Yun Yan accompanied the old man to watch a movie on the screen in the living room, while Shen Shuheng and his mother took a walk along the path outside the villa.

After returning from the orphanage last time, Shen Shuheng's mother's attitude towards him after the accident, felt that that kind of "love" didn't seem to disappear all at once.

He asked Mo Lin, and Mo Lin told him that in order to make the character's behavior not too abrupt, there was a transition from low to high drawing value at the beginning, and it was the same when recovering, and it was after a period of recovery that Yun Yan came back , also to make a buffer.

During the walk, Shen Shuheng asked about "Qiao Siyu"'s mother, and told her about her contact with Yu Jingxiao.

Shen Qingya told him that when she learned that Qiao Siyu died to save him, Yu Jingxiao couldn't accept it. Although she knew it would be useless, she wanted to see Shen Shuheng very much, but Shen Qingya stopped her in the end.

"Actually, I know that she doesn't want to question, she just wants to know what kind of person her son is risking his life to save, and she wants to hear what happened to Qiao Siyu at school. But I know You were hit no less than her, and I don't want her to irritate you any more." Shen Qingya said: "Actually, she knew very well that it wasn't your fault, but she couldn't control it at that time."

"After you lost that memory, I told her not to come to you again, and also told her about your father... and about you. After that, she gradually calmed down."

Shen Shuheng finally understood why Yu Jingxiao was so excited when she saw him at first, but later, she seemed willing to forgive him.

"After that, I never got in touch with her again, but later found out that after she was in a charity organization, our company's charitable donations have always been contacted through her, and it was done by the people below. to her."

Shen Shuheng nodded: "I understand."

Since the contact was made through her before, it will continue in the future.

He used to always feel that there was a wall between the world and him, so he naturally didn't care much about the company's charity work. In his heart, doing charity was just for the sake of looking good, and he never had any sympathy for others. Heart.

But now, something seemed to be gradually changing in his heart.

One night, both of them were a little bit impatient, and when Yun Yan woke up feeling sore and limp, it was already past nine o'clock.

I reached out to touch it, only to find that the person who was supposed to be sleeping next to me was not on the bed.

Yun Yan felt a little melancholy, thinking that after being together, as long as the two of them sleep together, it seems that there is no time when they can't see his face when they wake up.

Picking up the phone, I saw a message from Shen Shuheng: "I'm on the terrace."

Yun Yan couldn't help laughing.

After washing in the bathroom, Yun Yan walked in the warm room in his pajamas, looked out the window, and realized that it was snowing.

Snow began to fall in the middle of the night.

There were few people in the villa area, and there were only two traces of wheels on the road not far away. The snow in the yard was covered with a white layer, which looked very soft.

When Yun Yan found Shen Shuheng on the closed terrace of his home, Shen Shuheng was sitting in a wheelchair reading a book - when he was at home, he didn't need to wear prosthetics all the time, when he didn't need to walk around, sitting in a wheelchair would be easy. Make his body feel more at ease.He also knew that Yun Yan never cared about his disability, never cared about it from the beginning.

Yun Yan didn't wear shoes, stepped on the soft short-haired carpet and walked quietly behind Shen Shuheng, and was not noticed by Shen Shuheng until he was very close, and then he hugged Shen Shuheng's neck from behind , gave him a peppermint kiss.

"Good morning." Yun Yan said.

"Good morning." Shen Shuheng smiled.

In front of Shen Shuheng was a short tea table with boiling water on a small stove. It was obvious that he was drinking black tea while looking at the snow scene, feeling quite at ease with Zen.

Yun Yan glanced at the book in his hand, it turned out to be an animal prose "Animation and Beauty".

He once found it on Shen Shuheng's bookshelf. The book was obviously brand new, as if he hadn't read it yet. He opened it and couldn't stop after reading only one article. He read it all in one breath. It's full of wit and wit, but I didn't specifically mention it to Shen Shuheng.

He remembered that most of the books on Shen Shuheng's bookshelf were very hard-core, either technical or philosophical. Why did he suddenly become interested in this fresh and warm type?

However, this is a good thing.

The curvature of the corners of Yun Yan's eyes softened, he pointed to the book, picked up the cup of hot tea by the way, and asked him, "Are you interested?"

Shen Shuheng nodded, but stopped him from drinking tea: "Drink later, I made porridge for you."

The two went to the kitchen to serve porridge and vegetables, fried two more eggs, and returned to the terrace to eat while watching the snow.

The warm rice porridge slides into the stomach, against the ice and snow outside, there is nothing more pleasant.

After breakfast, Yun Yan put the bowls and chopsticks into the dishwasher, and Yun Yan came back, leaning comfortably on the recliner, squinting his eyes, almost wanting to fall into a soft sleep again.

Well, winter should be spent leisurely like this.

Sleep when you are full, spend the winter like a hibernating bear.

Yun Yan relaxed his body, but he didn't really want to sleep, so he asked Shen Shuheng to read to him.

He has long wanted to do this, every time Shen Shuheng whispered in his ear, he felt numb all over, listening to him reading must be a kind of enjoyment.

Shen Shuheng agreed, Yun Yan closed his eyes, and heard his steady voice, his voice was devoid of emotion, but Yun Yan felt that he didn't need much emotion - this is Shen Shuheng, such a plainness would Makes people feel at ease.

"...Fortunately, since I got married, the drudgery of going to the doctor at cold nights has faded from my memory." Shen Shuheng paused for a moment after reading this.

Yun Yan opened his eyes and glanced at him.

Shen Shuheng continued: "...every time I crawled back to her as if I had just returned from the North Pole, she always greeted me without fear and warmed my frozen body like a popsicle with her body temperature Suddenly, everything that happened within two hours seemed unreal like a dream."

Yun Yan looked at the book in his hand seriously, with a smile in his eyes: "Is it the first one?"

Shen Shuheng nodded - he didn't read from where he saw, but read the first article, just to read this paragraph.

"I feel the same way, so I want to read it to you."

Yun Yan's heart moved slightly.

He immediately understood what Shen Shuheng wanted to say.

He got up, straddled Shen Shuheng's lap, and kissed him.

Not long after, the book in Shen Shuheng's hand fell, and he held Yun Yan tightly, deepening the kiss.

He knows what a real cold night is, and he knows what the temperature of the North Pole is. He once seemed to be in the polar night, and he never knew when the sky would come.

But now, the feeling of warmth and happiness is like a dream, making the once dark night seem to be wrapped in a soft mist, which can no longer hurt him at all.

It's all worth it.