Urban Romance: The 7° Distance

Randomly picked up a book, leaned on the tatami and looked around, went to the kitchen to get a drink when I was thirsty, and walked past the balcony when I returned, and walked over by a ghost, wanting to see what Shu Qingfeng was doing, who knew that no one saw it, but saw the balcony A row of small flags fluttered above, and when he saw the words "wait for me" in the flag, he instantly thought that he was currently performing work, and one of them was unprepared, and squirted out his drink with a puff.

How could Shu Qingfeng know semaphore?Who would spend time on something so cumbersome, hard to remember, and useless, other than nautical personnel?Even if you want to play temporarily, there is no signal flag in the home of a normal person, what a baffling guy.

At noon, Xiao Yao finished reading the book, just when the doorbell rang, he ran over and looked out through the peephole, and Shu Qingfeng stood at the door with a smile on his face.

Xiao Yao opened the door, and a man in casual clothes came into view. Shu Qingfeng didn't wear glasses today, and his white hooded sweatshirt made him less majestic and more friendly. A big food box, asked: "Little bird, are you busy?"

Little bird, you ball of yarn, which eye can see the word "bird" in his name!

"Xiao! Harrier!" Xiao Yao finished correcting seriously and said, "Is there something wrong?"

His hand was still on the door, and he didn't intend to put it down. The meaning was obvious, please be sensible, please leave if you have nothing to do.

Seemingly unaware of Xiao Yao's resistance, Shu Qingfeng raised the food box in his hand, shook it in front of him, and said with a smile, "Didn't I invite you to dinner in the morning? I brought it."

As he spoke, he walked forward. If Xiao Yao didn't withdraw his hand, someone would crash into his arms, so he had no choice but to get out of the way. When he was in the wrong position, a faint fragrance wafted over. Xiao Yao was stunned for a moment. Dissatisfied with this self-righteous style, mischievous thoughts surged up, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the hood on his hoodie. Shu Qingfeng was unprepared, and was pulled back by him.

It was a bit of a funny reaction. Facing the strange gaze cast on Shu Qingfeng, Xiao Yao held back a smile, and said solemnly, "You have dust on your hat, please take a picture for you."

He deliberately patted the hat twice, but Shu Qingfeng didn't notice his play, and said, "Thank you."

With a gentle smile, it was dazzling because of the close distance, Xiao Yao felt a little uncomfortable, put down his hands, and asked, "Why don't you wear glasses?"

"I wear them. They are invisible. I like to wear them alternately. Besides, I must wear ordinary glasses when I go to court." Shu Qingfeng asked, "Do you like me to wear glasses?"

"No, you're fine like this."

He really likes Shu Qingfeng like this. When he was in court, his aura was too sharp and indifferent, like a sharp sword out of its scabbard, he could mercilessly stab his opponent to pieces. One of the things that upset him the most besides the separation of his parents.

Being praised, Shu Qingfeng was very happy. He didn't notice the gloom in Xiao Yao's eyes. He walked to the dining table, put down the food box, opened it layer by layer, and said, "In order to prove that I didn't insist on wronging my point of view, I I made a few home-cooked dishes, and brought two pairs of chopsticks, so you can taste my cooking."

It turns out that this is what the so-called "inviting to dinner" means. Xiao Yao has long forgotten about the food stalls discussed earlier. He doesn't care about the competition between food stalls and home-cooked dishes. He is even less interested in Shu Qingfeng's cooking skills. , but seeing him take out the food with great interest, he couldn't refuse, so he had to go to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks, Shu Qingfeng took it, put the rice porridge into a bowl, and put it in front of Xiao Yao.

"I made two kinds of porridge, try it, which one do you like? The fish is just cooked, fresh carp, I bought it this morning, you have side dishes here, I didn't make them, don't be dazed, it's noon Are you hungry?"

Xiao Yao really wanted to say that he was not hungry, but his stomach growled unsatisfactorily. Looking at the delicious food on the table, his hunger level increased a few levels. Eight-treasure sweet-scented osmanthus porridge and preserved egg and lean meat porridge were both his favorites. There are freshly steamed carp and delicately steamed flower rolls. The visual enjoyment alone is enough to give him full marks. It is definitely a painful thing for him to refuse to taste.

But if there is nothing to be courteous, it's either rape or stealing. It's clear that some work has been done on this table. He wouldn't believe that this barrister, who always remembers to make money every second, would deliberately cook so many dishes just for his own words.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Xiao Yao picked up the chopsticks but never put them down, Shu Qingfeng raised his brows and asked with a smile, "You don't think the food is poisonous, do you?"

Asked jokingly, with a hint of teasing under the rolling eyes, Xiao Yao blushed and heartbeat was stared at, the teasing words hit his mind perfectly, he thought that Shu Qingfeng would not do poison, but he didn't dare Make sure that there is no laxative here. He is used to judging people with black hearts, but this is just thinking about it in his head. .

After struggling for a few seconds, Xiao Yao was defeated by his strong appetite, he took a piece of fish and put it in his mouth, he would die if he died, at worst, he would just lose his stomach.

The steamed fish meat is fragrant but not greasy, and has a great taste. Compared with the dishes made in restaurants outside, Xiao Yao can't stop after taking a bite. Anyway, he has already started eating. If there is medicine in it, the result will be the same. After he picked up a few mouthfuls of fish, he started to drink porridge again. The rice porridge was fragrant and soft, and it was boiled just right. He said while eating, "Mr. Shu, you really know how to joke. How can something so delicious be poisonous?"

"Call me Qingfeng." Shu Qingfeng served himself a bowl of porridge and said, "That's what my friends call me."

I don't know if it's his own illusion, Xiao Yao felt that even Shu Qingfeng's voice was sexy today, but when he looked up at him, he found that he spoke very casually, serving porridge while talking, and sat down to eat together opposite him, which is normal Just like being in his own home, it made him feel like he was thinking too much about everything.

"You went out to buy fish so early?" Xiao Yao asked intentionally, not believing that Shu Qingfeng was such a diligent person.

"The maid came to clean up this morning, so I asked her to buy some vegetables." Shu Qingfeng paused for a moment, and when he realized Xiao Yao's disbelief, he chuckled, "Don't doubt, I made all these vegetables."

"Do you usually have time to cook?" Xiao Yao said suspiciously.

Looking at Shu Qingfeng's fair fingers, you can tell that he is not a houseworker, and as a lawyer, he is no less busy than himself. After taking a break, no one wants to cook by himself. I think he was doing everything for everything back then. If you don’t do it, you will work hard to obtain the captain’s license, so that there will be someone to serve him on the ship, and it will be free.

"Not too much." Shu Qingfeng said while drinking porridge, "But as long as I have time, I will do it myself, because my mother is very good at cooking, and my stomach is spoiled. I feel that the food outside is not as good as cooking by myself. Eat, so in order to enjoy the food, a little physical sacrifice is worth it.”

After all, the ultimate goal is to serve himself, but this is very similar to his outlook on life, Xiao Yao finally couldn't help being curious, and asked: "Then why do you know semaphore?"

"Aha, did you see that?" Shu Qingfeng raised his head and looked at him with a smile.

"Semaphore, I knew it when I was very young, because I have volunteered to work at sea since I was a child, so I have read a lot of books on this topic. I think I know as much as you do about sailing knowledge." Shu Qingfeng shrugged, "But later I found out that this ideal is always just an ideal, and you know the reason."

"I know," Xiao Yao tried his best not to laugh, and said to Shu Qingfeng in a very sympathetic tone, "Your seasickness is indeed unprecedented."

The cold voice became soft because of the smile in it, Shu Qingfeng saw the constriction in the eyes of the man opposite, and deliberately said: "Actually, this is only one of the reasons."

"So, you have other, worse problems?"

"Yes, but I don't want to tell you."

Shu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows at Xiao Yao deliberately provocatively, and sure enough, seeing the anger after being teased in his eyes, Shu Qingfeng smiled and said: "So, I was very depressed for a while, until I found out that being a lawyer is also difficult. Not bad, and the more I like it, I just did it. Have you noticed that our experiences are similar? We all gave up our dreams halfway.”

"It's not considered giving up on dreams. Many times, there is a gap between dreams and reality."

"I know, you said yesterday that dreams are seven degrees away from reality." Shu Qingfeng asked enthusiastically, "What do you mean by seven degrees?"

"Do not want to tell you."

Xiao Yao's response was very simple and direct. Shu Qingfeng was a little surprised to be retaliated so frankly, but he quickly laughed, didn't say anything, and continued to eat with his head down.