reverse strategy

"Brother?" Zhou Xing raised his head and saw that Jiang Xingyu looked a little sad, so he asked nervously, "What's the matter? What happened again?"

"There is good news and there is bad news." Jiang Xingyu sat down to calm his mind, and conveyed Jiang Weiguo's meaning to Zhou Xing clearly and tactfully.

"That is to say, after two months, I won't be able to work with you!" Zhou Xing raised his head to the sky and screamed, and then lay down on the desk in a crying state. "Oh my god~ I will suffer to death!"

Jiang Xingyu looked at his exaggerated performance in puzzlement and amused himself, and cleared his throat. "Hey! Let's stop acting. I didn't tell you to go."

"But I can't live up to your expectations of me. You worked so hard to keep the planet, don't you just want me to protect the crystallization of our love?" Zhou Xing's expression was extremely serious, but Jiang Xingyu almost drank half of it The tea spurts out.

"Ahem! What a crystallization of love! I really just want you to have a good career!!" Jiang Xingyu grabbed the envelope on the table and patted Zhou Xing on the head.

Zhou Xing covered his head and closed his eyes, letting the light thing fall down, and taking advantage of Jiang Xingyu's unpreparedness, he grabbed the envelope and punched it back.The two fought like a primary school computer, and finally came together with a hahaha laugh.Zhou Xing's hand fell on Jiang Xingyu's body, but he hugged him directly.

"Brother... Xingyu..." Zhou Xing's chin rubbed against the back of Jiang Xingyu's neck.When he spoke, his lips moved, and the warm and soft touch was like kissing him.

Jiang Xingyu's body trembled and wanted to struggle, but he just made an attempt and was locked in Zhou Xing's arms.

"You haven't answered me yet, can I go to your house for dinner? I just placed an order." Zhou Xing hugged him and asked him in a coquettish tone.

"Okay. This time it's up to you."

Jiang Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief, he almost thought that Zhou Xing was going to confess his love just now.There was a fierce struggle and struggle in his heart and body. He was looking forward to, longing for, but had to refuse.Fortunately, Zhou Xing was only talking about eating.He wanted to remind himself and also reminded Zhou Xing, and deliberately suggested: "It happens that you are here, do you want to video with A Ming Lin Jia? Then you can feel at ease when you see him."

"Yeah." Zhou Xing let go of his arms.

Yes, he and Lin Jia still owe a formal farewell.

Otherwise, Jiang Xingyu would not accept being with him who is not free.

But he obviously likes his touch, inadvertently, his eyes will reveal natural intimacy.

He thought, Jiang Xingyu should love him.Even if there is no relationship between lovers, he is pampering him with practical actions.

The off-duty time is the peak time for picking up goods at the fresh food station in the community. Zhou Xing waited for a long time before getting all the goods he ordered.

The owner of the inn is a 50-year-old aunt. She looked Zhou Xing up and down: "The young man looks like a newcomer, did you just move in recently?"

"Ah~ no, no." Zhou Xing shook his head, "I don't live here, I just come here occasionally to cook for my partner."

"Oh! Your girlfriend lives here. Oh, this girl is blessed to have such a handsome and considerate boyfriend! Why didn't she come together?" The aunt showed regret while admiring, but she still didn't forget to ask more One sentence.

"No, wait outside!" Zhou Xingchao, who was waiting at the gate of the post station, pursed Jiang Xingyu.

The aunt handed the packed fresh belt to Zhou Xing, and looked at the door, only to see the backs of Zhou Xing and Jiang Xingyu walking side by side, but they seemed to be very in harmony, and she couldn't help sighing sadly: "The outstanding boys these days They all played against each other.If you want to talk about a matchmaker, it's hard to get a CP!Violence!

Since the last time they broke up and moved away, Zhou Xing came back here for the first time.

Whether it is the underground garage of the community park or the elevator corridor, there are memories everywhere.

At that time, he could hug and kiss Jiang Xingyu without restraint, cuddle him to sleep, and watch him wake up.But now, he can only carry the ingredients, follow behind him in a proper manner, and watch him open the door.

The living room was still the same, with Jiang Xingyu's coffee machine and pour over pot on the dining table, as well as Jiang Xingyu's usual coffee cup.

There used to be a Zhou Xing's there, side by side with Jiang Xingyu's.

Now, Jiang Xingyu is the only one.

Jiang Xingyu took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to Zhou Xing, the same pair he wore when he just returned from Tokyo.

With complicated emotions, he put the ingredients into the kitchen sink and hung up his apron for disposal. Jiang Xingyu also rolled up his sleeves, took a basin and stood in front of the sink.

"Let me come." Zhou Xing said, "Brother, don't you like to change into home clothes when you come home?"

Jiang Xingyu smiled and replied: "Don't worry, it won't be too late to change your clothes after you go back. Let me help you, so it's quicker. It's easy for us two to talk together."

Zhou Xing nodded, Jiang Xingyu washed the vegetables and fruits, and he handled the chicken and fish.

Blanch the shredded bamboo chicken, put ginger slices, American ginseng slices, wolfberry and other prepared soup ingredients into a clay pot, add water, boil over low heat and simmer slowly, then add some rock sugar and salt to taste.Zhou Xing did all these movements smoothly and calmly.

Jiang Xingyu tilted his head and looked at him with a smile: "I remember that Zhou Zhou is from Anhui Province, and now the way of making soup is comparable to that of Lao Guang, which is called authentic."

"Hahahaha~~" Zhou Xing was amused by his crappy Beijing accent. "Didn't I learn all this from you, brother! How can my soup-making technique be as authentic as yours? But to be honest, the soup-making technique is secondary, and the ingredients are knowledge. Zhuang Xu can drink whatever soup he says is in season." , I haven’t figured out what to do with dampness-removing, heat-clearing, moistening-dryness until now... I only have some that are suitable for all seasons.”

"It turns out that he gave you the ingredients. This soup is very nourishing and not too hot. It is really suitable for all seasons." Jiang Xingyu smiled and cut up the vegetables in his hand and put them on the plate and handed them to Zhou Xing: "Come on cook , It’s better if you cook it better. Although Zhou Zhou tried his best to teach me, but I’m probably not born with this kind of material, and it’s good to be able to cook food well.”

"Brother, you said that... I taught you your cooking skills?" Zhou Xing looked at Jiang Xingyu's face in confusion, "Don't you already know it? When will I teach you... ..”

The air froze for a moment.

The smile on Jiang Xingyu's face also became a little unnatural.

"My cooking skills are terrible. Before, when you were busy in the kitchen, I sneaked a look at you. You don't know." He lowered his eyelashes, and when he opened them again, he blinked at Zhou Xing, His eyebrows and eyes are crooked with a smile. "Actually, that's not important, what's important is... I became stronger because of you."

Seeing his smile, although he felt a little strange, Zhou Xing would still feel happy from the bottom of his heart. "Shouldn't I be the one to say this?" He said to Jiang Xingyu.

It is also because of you that I have become more stable and tolerant.

The atmosphere became relaxed and happy again. They crowded in the kitchen and punched and elbowed each other, continuing to fight in elementary school.It would be great if a man's happiness was always so simple.

Jiang Xingyu arranged a video time for Lu Jiaming, and shortly after dinner, his video call came over.

In the camera, Lu Jiaming was wearing a fisherman's hat, dressed in fancy clothes, his bangs almost grew to his chin, if he hadn't opened his mouth to speak, Zhou Xing almost didn't recognize him.

"Mr. Lu, I haven't seen you for a few months. Are you going to go to a nightclub?" Zhou Xing was still angry when he saw him.

"Oh, what kind of nightclub style, I'm not because... because Jiajia likes..." Lu Jiaming blushed and lowered his head and pulled down the brim of his hat.

"Didn't you say you want to make a video with Jiajia? What about him?" Jiang Xingyu asked.

"Jiajia is here. Jiajia~!" Lu Jiaming pulled the person outside the camera. "Jiajia, Zhou Xing really wants to see you. Come on, let's have a chat together."

"I... I look so ugly right now."

The moment Zhou Xing heard Lin Jia's voice, his vision blurred. "Jiajia!" His voice was also a little choked up. "Jiajia... Jiajia is not ugly, Jiajia is always the most beautiful and innocent in my heart..."

The tall and thin figure finally appeared in front of the camera.

He wore a white baseball cap on his head, covered his face with his hands, and tried to hide behind Lu Jiaming.

"Jiajia!" Zhou Xing yelled again, looking at him with tears in his eyes, coaxing softly: "I miss you. I really miss you. Take your hand off... let me see you ..."

Lin Jia withdrew her face a little, and turned to look at Lu Jiaming inquiringly.

Lu Jiaming gently patted him on the back, and whispered in his ear: "Good boy. Don't you think about him all the time, why would you be embarrassed? Listen to me, you are not ugly at all. He , much uglier than you! Ah, no, I’m uglier than you all, and I’m not afraid of seeing people even after killing Matt..."

Lin Jia finally let out a "puchi" laugh.He withdrew his hand covering his face, poked his head out cautiously, and called Zhou Xing "senior" to Zhou Xing on the other side of the camera.

If possible, Zhou Xing would definitely rush to hug Lin Jia!Standing behind Zhou Xing, Jiang Xingyu saw him covering his mouth and trembling slightly on his shoulders.

He wanted to put his arms around Zhou Xing and gently pat his back, just like Lu Jiaming comforted Lin Jia, but he held back while touching Lin Jia.

Lin Jiabi had lost a lot of weight the last time we met, his eye sockets were sunken, his complexion was pale, and he no longer had that bright and bright look.If the pair of iconic dimples were not still there, Jiang Xingyu would not be able to recognize him.

"Senior, don't cry." Lin Jia said.

"Jiajia..." Zhou Xing choked up and smiled, "I'm really, really happy that you recognized me. I'm sorry...Jiajia, I'm sorry for you..."

Tears covered Zhou Xing's face, but he looked at Lin Jia and smiled.

Lin Jia pursed her lips, tugged the corners of her mouth twice, and finally hooked it upwards.

"Ah Xing." Lu Jiaming waved to Jiang Xingyu, pointed at him, and pointed at Zhou Xing.

Jiang Xingyu shook his head.

Lu Jiaming made a "come on" gesture to him.

Zhou Xing and Lin Jia didn't say much, and most of the time they just looked at each other face to face.

"Jiajia, I leave you a message every day." Zhou Xing watched him. "It was still until yesterday. You haven't called me back. I don't know if you have read it."

Lin Jia nodded, then shook her head again. Later, she realized that she couldn't explain clearly, and added: "I don't dare to look at my phone. But, since last week, I have been looking at it."

"Have you finished watching?" Zhou Xing asked.

Lin Jia frowned and thought about it carefully: "I read... three hundred and seventy-nine..." He paused, and recalled with difficulty: "At that time, I just felt very depressed. , after dying once, I feel like falling into a dream all day long. I am so afraid of losing you, but..."

Lin Jia lowered her head, and when she raised her head again, there were crystal clear tears in her eyes. "I didn't expect that you would be in such pain."

"Jiajia...do you still want to be with me?" Zhou Xing finally plucked up the courage to ask, wringing his hands together.

"I don't know." Lin Jia lowered her eyes, looked at Lu Jiaming again, and said, "Let me think about it. After I read your message..."

Zhou Xing kept looking at him, at Lin Jia's face, at his eyes.He was tired, ignorant, and a little dull, as if he had just woken up from a big dream.But there was light in his eyes, and finally he no longer looked like a walking dead.

"Take care, senior." Lin Jia finally said to him.