Swimming pool

He often gets under the covers and kisses him, but if he falls asleep, Li Boqiao seldom disturbs him.

It wasn't like this before, Cheng Lang thought in his vague drowsiness.

One night, a new sushi restaurant was opened not far from Cheng Lang's company. Cheng Lang thought about Zhang Yimiao's return from Japan, so he bought two boxes of sushi to take home.

As soon as it was put on the table, Zhang Yimiao complained, "Let me tell you, the sushi here is not good, it's not authentic at all."

Cheng Lang carefully selected several flavors, and was ruthlessly complained by Zhang Yimiao just like that. The feeling in his heart was like eating a big mouthful of mustard.

Li Boqiao lifted the lid: "If you like it, don't you eat it." He sat down with Cheng Lang, tore apart the soy sauce and mustard, and ate with relish.

Zhang Yimiao was not convinced: "I will make it next time, and let you have a taste of what is authentic Japanese nigiri sushi."

I have to say that Zhang Yimiao is really someone who has stayed in Japan, and his efficiency is extremely high.When Cheng Lang came home the next day, two plates of sushi were already placed on the table.Zhang Yimiao also specially bought exquisite tableware, fresh sushi is served in it, and the fish meat and fish roe spread on the crystal white rice are beautiful and clear in color, just looking at it will make you appetite.

Before the chef came to the table, Li Boqiao couldn't wait to grab one and dip it in the seasoning.He just took half a bite, and immediately stuffed the rest into Cheng Lang's mouth.

"Delicious!" Li Boqiao praised, picked up another one, and Cheng Lang couldn't help giving a thumbs up. This sushi was indeed different from the ones bought in the store.

"How do you do it?" Cheng Lang was satisfied.

Zhang Yimiao walked over proudly: "The ingredients and processes are different, including soy sauce and rice vinegar. The most important thing is freshness."

"It would be even more delicious if the ingredients were replaced with Japanese ingredients."

Li Boqiao took one bite at a time, and felt that the Chinese ingredients were quite OK.Cheng Lang ate two, but he was embarrassed to eat any more. Zhang Yimiao hadn't served yet.

Li Boqiao's cheeks were bulging, and he brought the rest to Cheng Lang: "Eat! Don't be polite to him."

Zhang Yimiao was not at all surprised by the popularity of sushi. He waved his hand and pressed Li Poqiao's temple: "You foodie, you're welcome."

Li Boqiao was sold out, so he didn't take it seriously: "Aren't you still doing it?"

Cheng Lang was chewing on the sushi, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable-why did he still play tricks.Knowing that he was suspicious again, he quickly shook his head.

At this moment, Zhang Yimiao's cell phone on the dining table turned on.

clues of contradiction

Although Cheng Lang is near-sighted, as long as he wears glasses, his eyesight is like clairvoyance. He glanced back at the mobile phone screen and saw a QQ message push. The Bridge family?"

Cheng Lang's Adam's apple slipped, and he was secretly upset. The other party sent several messages one after another. Before Cheng Lang could look again, Zhang Yimiao had already picked up his phone.Seeing him reply with a smile, Cheng Lang felt a fire in his heart.

He knew that he was unreasonable. Xiao Wu just broke up with Li Boqiao, which didn't mean he didn't have any contact with his circle of friends. He couldn't blame Zhang Yimiao.

But he is overthinking, after all, he only knows that Li Boqiao has no Wu Jiajia on WeChat, and he doesn't understand QQ.If this software does not work, fewer people use it now.Cheng Lang took Li Boqiao's phone after dinner, and checked them one by one, but he didn't see Wu Jiajia.But he found a QQ group, which included their group, including Li Boqiao and Wu Jiajia.

This group is not too active, and the chat content that can be seen is sent by three people: Wu Jiajia, Shi Quan and Zhang Yimiao.Cheng Lang's face turned blue when he saw Xiao Wu's name.

He found a reason to call Li Boqiao into the bedroom, without saying a word, he directly showed the content of the chat to Li Boqiao.

Li Boqiao looked puzzled: "How long has it been useless for QQ?" After speaking, he took the phone and quit the group.

Cheng Lang sat by the bed with a particularly bad expression: "Why did Zhang Yimiao invite him over to play?"

Li Boqiao stared at the phone: "They used to have a good relationship, so let's just talk about it."

Cheng Lang felt uncomfortable, and pointed his fingers with a straight face, repeatedly, not wanting to talk to Li Boqiao any more.

Seeing Cheng Lang's expression, Li Boqiao didn't dare to provoke him, so he took his mobile phone and went out to find Zhang Yimiao.Before he could speak, Zhang Yimiao asked first, "You quit the group? As for?"

"Don't mention it, how many years have I not used QQ?" Li Boqiao looked helpless and lit a cigarette casually.

"Look at how cowardly you are!" Zhang Yimiao disapproved, "Can't be friends after breaking up? Cheng Lang is really stingy."

Li Boqiao spit out a cloud of smoke, lowered his head and crossed one leg without explaining.

Cheng Lang was lying on the bed alone, with his eyes deeply buried in his sleeves, and he imagined the scenes of the old gathering and laughing together. He suddenly felt alienated from everything in this family, and even felt like a Alien invaders.Except for Li Po Bridge, he doesn't like the atmosphere here, he wants to escape from what happened in the past and what he sees now.As for the future, he was even less willing to think about it.

This wasn't his home, and he'd never fully fit in.

Li Boqiao smoked a cigarette and chatted with Zhang Yimiao for a while, guessing that Cheng Lang was almost released, he hurried back to his room.

Zhang Yimiao nodded affirmatively: "I think Cheng Lang has a mental illness."

"Not at all." Li Boqiao argued for Cheng Lang.Even if there is, he will cure him.

Li Boqiao is a man who doesn't talk much, and Cheng Lang is not emotional, so he doesn't want to talk too much.The two lay silently on the bed, each holding a mobile phone, immersed in completely different thoughts, and neither was very happy.

Since many things have no solution at the moment, we can only let nature take its course.A few days later, Li Boqiao caught up with the maintenance of the swimming pool equipment and worked overtime. Cheng Lang didn't want to go home after work, so he went directly to him, and saw a scene between Zhang Yimiao and Li Boqiao on the computer WeChat. dialogue:

Zhang Yimiao: Does he care if I chat with Xiao Wu?Terrible!

Li Boqiao: No problem, just raised my mouth.

Zhang Yimiao: Come on, after we finish talking, you remember to delete the record.

Li Boqiao: Got it.

Cheng Lang was furious when he saw these words.He waited for Li Boqiao to finish his work, and asked him directly.

"Li Boqiao, what do you mean? I don't care about Zhang Yimiao chatting with Xiao Wu. I just nagged you, but I didn't ask him. Is it necessary to delete the chat history?"

Li Boqiao's scalp exploded when he heard it, how could it be such a coincidence that Cheng Lang could see the chat content again.He wanted to explain, but felt that there was nothing to explain. It was nothing at all, so why are you unhappy?

Cheng Lang said angrily: "What do you think of me? A narrow-minded jealous woman?"

Li Boqiao hurriedly replied: "No."

Cheng Lang's voice was pressing: "You actually deleted the chat records, can you be more honest? I'm not a vexatious person!"

"Didn't say you were," Li Boqiao lit a cigarette and couldn't wait to take a puff.On the surface, he comforted Cheng Lang, but in his heart he felt that all chat content that might cause misunderstanding must be deleted to prevent Cheng Lang from seeing it again.

The two argued in the office for a long time, both felt that they had been misunderstood, and they couldn't convince each other. On the surface, the one was questioning, but his heart had become cold;

Cheng Lang entered the house, and went straight to the bedroom like a gust of wind, followed by Li Boqiao, who was grabbed by Zhang Yimiao.

"in argument?"

"He saw the content of our chat."

"Is he crazy?" Zhang Yimiao said coldly.

With a icy face, Li Boqiao hurried into the room, not seeing Zhang Yimiao's disdainful eyes.

This night, apart from taking a bath and going to the bathroom, Cheng Lang didn't leave the room, didn't eat dinner, and didn't talk to Zhang Yimiao.

Zhang Yimiao is also a proud person, if you Cheng Lang don't talk to me, will I talk to you?He had some bad impressions of Cheng Lang, although he didn't mention it, he felt worthless for Li Boqiao.After more than two years of hard work, did you just find such a thing?Apart from being young and good-looking, his personality and temper are different from Xiao Wu's.

He taught Li Boqiao privately: "Let me tell you, people can't get used to it. Did you still cook before?"

Li Boqiao didn't speak, isn't that the point?He doesn't mind cooking. The only thing that makes him depressed is that Cheng Lang gets angry because of others from time to time. In other respects, he thinks that the two of them are very harmonious and happy together.

There is no need to mention those things on the bed with Zhang Yimiao, and Cheng Lang's kindness is not superficial, so in Zhang Yimiao's eyes, he feels that Li Boqiao has been wronged even more.Zhang Yimiao blamed him for his low EQ and lack of knowledge of people.

Cheng Lang sometimes wonders that Zhang Yimiao came back from Japan. The pace of life in the Neon country is fast, and he does things rigorously and has a strong sense of responsibility. Most men would not tolerate being idle at home, so why does Zhang Yimiao seem to be so carefree every day? , There is no sign of wanting to find a job at all.

He told Li Boqiao what he said before he learned the truth: "Zhang Yimiao's father is a veteran cadre with a high retirement salary. He gives him money every month, and he has also saved some money after all these years in Japan. .”

Cheng Lang nodded. This matter has nothing to do with him, but there is another layer of doubt: "Then he has been living here?"

"Not really, he said that he plans to rent a house." Li Boqiao said firmly.

Cheng Lang muttered to himself, anyone would say this, but there is no timetable anyway.He had always felt that since the house belonged to Li Boqiao, he wouldn't be able to make the decision for him, so he thought to himself, let's talk about it after the new year.

In December, the weather became colder and colder. Once they returned home, their cats were in their rooms, and each other's knots were also hidden in the calm and superficial harmony.Li Yefeng came over occasionally, and everyone at the dinner table also communicated, and when there were too many people, it seemed lively, and no one could see any suspicion.

Calm and calm is naturally what Li Boqiao likes to see the most. When he is in a good mood, he will hold a party, hoping that Cheng Lang will be happier.So during the New Year's Day holiday, the group in the circle