miss me

When Xia Xinghe woke up, the sun was shining on his face through the window.

The sun after the rain was extraordinarily bright, warming the body and warming the wooden dining table.Xia Xinghe got up from the table in a daze, not noticing that something slipped from his shoulder.

The sound of "哗啦" came from next to his ears, and Xia Xinghe woke up instantly. He turned sideways and then realized that he had been covered with a blanket at some point.

Bai Qingzhou is back?

When did you come back?

Is it the blanket he covered himself with?

As one question after another came to mind, Bai Qingzhou's voice sounded from behind.

"woke up?"

Wearing a slim sweater and cotton slippers, Bai Qingzhou walked in front of Xia Xinghe calmly with a cup of coffee in his hand.

Xia Xinghe was still a little confused, he was stunned for a moment, and asked him: "When did you come back?"

Bai Qingzhou replied, "Three o'clock."

Xia Xinghe asked again: "Is it the blanket you covered me?"

Bai Qingzhou glanced at him and said, "Otherwise, you think it's bamboo?"

Xia Xinghe: "..."

The little touch in my heart disappeared in an instant.

Xia Xinghe said "Thank you" in a low voice, bent down to pick up the blanket on the ground, and asked Bai Qingzhou, "Is your matter over there settled?"

Bai Qingzhou let out a "hmm" and quickly changed the topic: "Will you go to wash up?"

He used to be like this, he was not willing to mention his work and things related to himself in front of Xia Xinghe.

If you don't want to, then don't want to, what can be done, Xia Xinghe slightly ran over the soft blanket with his fingertips, pursed his lips slightly, and stopped asking any more.

He put the blanket on the table next to him, stood up, and went to the bathroom.

When you enter the door, you will face the sink. On the side of the white porcelain sink is a metal shelf, on which are toothbrushes, toothpaste and other daily toiletries.

And now, beside those things, there is a disposable toothbrush and toothpaste, prepared by Bai Qingzhou for Xia Xinghe.

In the past, Xia Xinghe always liked to put the two people's toiletries together, thinking that this would make them more intimate, but seeing this situation again, he couldn't help sighing that things are different.

They were no longer the closest relationship, and he was just a guest who occasionally visited Bai Qingzhou's house, and he would leave soon without leaving any traces.

After washing up, Xia Xinghe threw the disposable toothbrush and toothpaste into the trash can, got up and walked out of the bathroom, and suddenly smelled a strong fragrance again.

It tastes like corn and pumpkin porridge!

Xia Xinghe's eyes lit up.

He trotted to the restaurant, and found that there were indeed two bowls of porridge on the table. The rice was stewed until soft and sticky, hanging on the wall of the bowl, and the yellow color of the pumpkin made people feel hungry. open.

In addition to porridge, there are also various side dishes on the table, such as green cold cucumber, yellow mustard, brown tea eggs, all of which are delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

Zhuzi was eating dog food next to him, with his head buried in the pink rice bowl, looking delicious, Xia Xinghe also subconsciously licked his lower lip, and looked up at Bai Qingzhou: "Did you make this? "

Bai Qingzhou was already sitting at the dining table. Hearing this, he glanced at him and said calmly, "Don't you know if I know how to cook?"

"..."

Xia Xinghe choked up.

If there is anything that the almighty Bai Qingzhou can't do, it's probably cooking, not simply not knowing how to cook, but to the level of being able to blow up the kitchen—so after the two lived together, it was always Xia Xinghe is in charge of cooking.

Xia Xinghe doesn't have much talent in cooking either, but practice makes perfect, he can do a few tricks in cooking and cooking porridge.

When he first found out that Bai Qingzhou couldn't cook, Xia Xinghe seemed to have discovered some treasure, and even laughed at him several times.

Later, once, Bai Qingzhou was really annoyed by the nagging, so he glanced at him lightly and said, "It's fine if there is one person in the family who can do it."

Xia Xinghe blushed all of a sudden, and didn't have the nerve to mention this matter again.

Thinking of this now, Xia Xinghe still blushed a little, and mumbled, "It's been four years, I thought you had changed."

It was just a casual remark at first, but Bai Qingzhou suddenly raised his head and gave him a deep look, but it was only one look. He quickly restrained his expression and said in a low voice: "Yes, people will change. .”

Xia Xinghe was startled, and opened his mouth to say something else. Bai Qingzhou had already picked up his chopsticks and started eating, so Xia Xinghe stopped talking and started eating in silence.

The two finished their breakfast silently, and Bai Qingzhou sent Xia Xinghe out.

Seeing that Xia Xinghe was about to leave, Zhuzi also came to see him off, his big white tail swayed into a flower, and his beautiful eyes were full of reluctance.

Xia Xinghe bent down to touch the bamboo, and when he was going out, he vaguely heard Bai Qingzhou say something again.

"This is what I bought," he said, "I haven't changed."

I haven't changed, and I can't forget you just like before.

how about you?How can you walk so simply?

Bai Qingzhou couldn't say the second half of the sentence, so Xia Xinghe naturally didn't understand, "Yeah", replied "It tastes good", then hurriedly turned and left.

Bamboo barking at his back, Bai Qingzhou stood by the window for a long time, until his figure disappeared completely, and then left after a long time.

After leaving Bai Qingzhou's house, Xia Xinghe hurried home. Last night, he was a little stuck. He fell asleep without writing much, and he had to go home and type quickly.

The weather is fine, the water on the road has gradually receded, some places have been dried by the sun, and the road surface is mottled, wet and dry.

Xia Xinghe walked into the subway station on Chaoyang, got in the car, and suddenly remembered that the half-written manuscript was still in Bai Qingzhou's computer. He was too busy in the morning and forgot to copy it.

Xia Xinghe grabbed the handrail of the subway with one hand, and quickly took out his mobile phone to send a message to Bai Qingzhou.

[Little Bamboo: Are you there? ]

[Xiao Zhuzi: My manuscript is still in your computer. ]

[Little Bamboo: Just on the desktop, there is a new document. ]

[Xiao Zhuzi: Can you send it to me when you are free? ]

Bai Qingzhou didn't reply until the subway arrived at the station.

Knowing the intensity of Bai Qingzhou's work, Xia Xinghe guessed that he must be busy, but after all, the manuscript is still with him, so he still had the cheek to make a voice call to him, but the busy beep sounded, and no one answered it at all. .

Xia Xinghe sighed helplessly.

Forget it, he thought, anyway, it's only over 1000 words, so he might as well go back and write it again from memory. Xia Xinghe hurried out of the subway station, and when he returned home and looked at his phone, there were a few more messages on WeChat.

[Bo: Good. ]

[Bo: Wait for me. ]

The last two messages were sent after 10 minutes.

[Bo: Wait a long time. ]

[BO: [FILE]]

Is this... a document specially copied for him at home?

Xia Xinghe's heart skipped a beat, and he replied "Thank you".

[Bai: It's okay. ]

[Bo: Did you write about doctors? ]

[Little Bamboo: Ah, yes. ]

[Little Bamboo: By the way, are you free?Can you take a look at my paragraph to see if there is any problem? ]

[Xiaozhuzi: I couldn’t find some information, and I was a little bit uncertain when I wrote it. ]

Not long after the message was sent, Bai Qingzhou replied.

[Bai: let me find a problem? ]

[Little Bamboo: Hmm!Say it! ]

[Bo: There are many mistakes, and there is almost no saving grace. ]

[Bo: Is this your writing level? ]

Xia Xinghe: "."

Sorry to bring up this topic.

Bai Qingzhou has always been harsh and disrespectful. Xia Xinghe University majored in literature and history, and many professional courses have to hand in papers during the final exam.

The year the two dated, Xia Xinghe happened to have such a class, so he showed it to him, but he was criticized for nothing, even harsher than the 50-year-old bald teacher in their academy.

Recalling the fear of being reprimanded with a cold face, the good feelings Xia Xinghe had accumulated just now disappeared in an instant.

As for being so mean to him, Xia Xinghe thought.

It's true that dogs can't spit ivory out of their mouths!