Offensive change: superficial love

Sprinkle a teaspoon of salt into the water, add a little white vinegar, stir quickly in the water with a long-handled spoon until a vortex is formed, pour the eggs into the center of the vortex close to the water surface, then turn off the heat and cover the pot, wait for two minutes and 20 seconds Take it out, and a beautiful poached egg is ready. ①

Yan Ju finished this somewhat mechanical movement in a short time.

This set of movements he has repeated thousands of times.

Wake up at seven, run in the morning listening to the financial news, cook noodles, and serve them with two perfect poached eggs.

This is almost a must for him every morning.

But Yan Ju doesn't like this set of collocations. Instead of defining this behavior as a certain preference, it's better to say that it is more similar to a ritual.

A not rebellious enough and meaningless, middle-finger gesture to an uncontrollable teenage life.

Such rituals can be seen everywhere in Yan Ju’s life:

My father hated "cunning" businessmen who smelled of copper, so he was irresponsible for the future and filled up the volunteer form with business studies.

The park that the family of three used to visit when he was a child was bought by him after his career stabilized, and it was built into a couple-themed hotel that is definitely not suitable for bringing children.

It was commented by the people around——"Most of the children who grow up in this kind of family have psychological problems, and they will definitely not develop well in the future, but they should be very independent in life, after all, no one has ever taken care of him."

So Yan Ju made himself look confident and proud, as if he had never experienced setbacks, like those peers who were spoiled and grown up.

But even though his career is successful, he is rich and stable now, and no one points to him because of the old things, he still refuses to take care of the trivial things in life by himself, and even firmly refuses to learn how to cook decent dishes.

Yan Ju is a person who likes to pretend to be indifferent.

I am used to using some childish stubbornness to keep myself away from the worldly pity of the outside world.

It seems that as long as he is calm enough, persistent enough, and capable enough, he no longer has anything to do with the word "poor".

"Man is condemned to freedom, we are abandoned in the world, yet we are free."②

A soothing female voice came out from the stereo put together with the timer. It was Yan Jue who was bored some time ago and tried out a philosophy course on Ye Jue's recommendation.

Yan Ji is not very interested in this kind of mysterious, imaginary, and often obscure things, but it sounds acceptable for dinner.

After all, it always takes some time to get used to the transition from a "corporate partner who never rests during the rising career" to a state of "unemployed vagrant with money and leisure".

For example, today, his regular schedule has stagnated at the step of "enjoying breakfast".

No work, no invitations, the only friends who can be bothered at will are still being killed by heavy work.

What should I do today?Yan Yu couldn't help being a little confused.

The last time he enjoyed a weekend without any burden seemed to be when he was just in college.

The huge four-story single-family house only lived in Yan Ji, so it inevitably seemed a bit empty. He sat alone in front of the long dining table, listening to courses that seemed to have a miraculous effect on sleep:

"Sartre objected to "human behavior being determined by unconscious, irrational desires." "

"He believes that this is just a subconscious excuse to avoid responsibility."

"We are not driven by the torrent of passion, we even need to be responsible for our passion." ③

Yan Jiexu pinched the fingers holding the chopsticks unconsciously.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or it's purely a guilty conscience, and everything I hear feels harsh.

Just driven by passion, Yan Ji, who tried to hand out an invitation related to personal desire for the first time, held his forehead and paused the audio helplessly.

Thank you, it is vaguely connoted.

Recalling last night's unsatisfactory results, Yan Ji inevitably had a headache.

The sparkle in Chu Ruxu's eyes gradually went out as his words faded away, and his expression changed from anticipation to disappointment, even looking a little pitiful.

It was like a little stray dog ​​who had been abandoned but still had a gentle personality, bouncing around, chasing after the stranger who fed him on a whim, and followed to the downstairs of the other's house, but in the end he only got a half-indifferent "sorry" ", and then kicked away and turned away.

How strange, Yan Ju thought to himself.

Is it worth being so sad to be rejected by a crush you've only known for a few days?

In order to avoid unnecessary wavering again, Yan Ju could only try not to look at him as much as possible.

Sure enough, you can't provoke children just because of your own whim.

We can no longer "judge people by their cover".

Yan Ju walked towards the door amidst the other party's silence, but Chu Ruxu quickly chased after him.

The meekness in the other party's expression faded, and in the fine strands of hair, a pair of eyes stared at Yan Ji as if aiming at prey, but the emotion surging in the eyes was not the anger of being teased, but a kind of persistence that Yan Ji could not understand.

Chu Ruxu clasped his wrist forcefully, but as if she was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, she slowed down the moment Yan Ju frowned.

The aggrieved child tightly pursed his lips, as if he wanted an explanation.

But Yan Ju just looked at him calmly, ignoring the other party's emotions indifferently, silently expressing "I don't care about your unreasonable troubles now."

"Always show an evasive attitude towards positive emotional communication"——

I don't know if it's hereditary, or a bad habit picked up from Bai Lu.

Yan Ju's thoughts were a little confused, and he just wanted to leave here quickly, but Chu Ruxu keenly caught his subtle dodge.

The other party's rough fingertips stroked Yan Ju's wrist a few times in a soothing manner, and then he calmly spoke, suppressing some thoughts, "Can't we talk to you?"

"What?" Yan Yu frowned.

Chu Ruxu paused word by word, and repeated what she said just now: "I said, I want to talk to you about my first love, can't I?"

But as soon as the words fell, it was so short that Yan Ji only had time to palpitate for half a second, and his messy brain couldn't organize the words of resistance, and the door of the apartment was kicked open from the outside.

A man and a woman kissed fiercely, and they pushed and shoved in while spinning.

The two got entangled, bumped the picture frame, and knocked off the potted plant on the shoe cabinet.

The girl's shoulder straps slipped down to the crook of the arm, and the boy's jacket was blocked by the other's waist. He was gently lifting the female partner against the wall, and the induction floor light in the entrance lit up, and the sound of heavy breathing gradually filled the air. the whole interior.

Yan Ju and Chu Ruxu who were also blocking the door, only one meter away from them: ...

Silence, only silence.

But fortunately, the two people on the opposite side are just a little forgetful, not really completely shielding the outside world from perception. At this moment, being stared at by two eyes of "I don't know whether to speak or not", it is indeed a bit difficult to continue kissing.

"Ah! Fuck!" The beautiful girl in a black suspender dress was the first to react.

Obviously, both parties have caused a lot of "physical and mental shock" to each other.

However, the two who showed the spirit of contemporary young college students to the old seniors who have graduated for many years on the spot are undoubtedly the more embarrassing one.

After all, although there was a delicate atmosphere between Yan Yu and Chu Ruxu, it didn't seem obvious on the surface anyway, and against the backdrop of the two opposites, tugging and clenching their wrists seemed nothing at all.

"I'll go, it's embarrassing this time." After the boy put on his female partner's coat, he asked her to go to the room to wait for him first, and then he muttered hello to the two while arranging his clothes, "Hiss, I see It was said on the school forum that you have a date tonight, and you thought there was no one in the dormitory, so you came back, haha, I’m so sorry.”

With outsiders around, Chu Ruxu didn't want Yan Ju to feel embarrassed, so he silently let go of his hand, and introduced stiffly, "Well...this is Lin Wenchu."

Lin Wenchu ​​smiled and raised his hand towards Yan Ju, then turned to Chu Ruxu and asked, "Your partner? So handsome!"

Before Chu Ruxu had a chance to deny it, he winked and retreated to his room. When passing by, he did not forget to pat Chu Ruxu on the shoulder twice, and said in a relieved tone: "Then, you go ahead, I'll get an ID card. Let's go right away, absolutely don't bother me!"

Yan Ju caught a glimpse of the box of condoms held in the other party's hand, and immediately understood.

It seemed that this was another roommate who made Chu Ruxu hesitate to speak.

Indeed, it is not easy to describe objectively.

But that's okay, now that there is a third party present, even for the sake of face, Chu Ruxu probably won't entangle with him any longer.

"It's okay, I'm going back now." Yan Ju smiled politely at Lin Wenchu, and opened the door of the dormitory.

He didn't bother to refute that he was not Chu Ruxu's boyfriend, nor did he deny that this was a date, he just "ran away" with the decency that an adult should have.

Same as the hotel before.

The only difference is that this time it was Yan Ji who really provoked it first.

Yan Ju's proud judgment fails again and creates a strange situation.

Because he couldn't adapt to the other party's overly sincere and straightforward emotions, he could only choose to retreat decisively to the safe zone before the situation got out of control.

He walked quickly, as if he was worried about something, and his premonition was accurate.

Sure enough, when the elevator doors began to close gradually, Chu Ruxu, who was only half a minute late, chased out of the room under the watchful eyes of her roommates.

The expression was unclear, but Yan Ju guessed that he was suppressing his anger.

He pretended to be calm and pressed the close button twice more, even though this action could only have a psychological effect.

Yan Yan smiled and watched Chu Ruxu who was trotting over, and after confirming that he could no longer catch him, he waved his hand frivolously and said "good night" inaudibly.

The elevator door closed completely one second before the other party arrived...

Ning University is in the north of the city, more than an hour's drive away from Yan Ju's house, and even further away from the club where he met people in the afternoon, but Yan Ju not only did not refuse the invitation, but hurriedly attended the appointment on time.

Even on the return journey, Yan Ju still didn't figure out what he was thinking, and what he wanted to get from Chu Ruxu on this weird night.

Usually, Yan Jie doesn't like to go to the rumination process after the dust settles on a matter.

As long as he sums up his experience silently, he will never make the same mistakes again.

And the warning he got from last night was——

Don't be restrained by the atmosphere, and don't rush to approach people who can easily shake you.

Yan Jue rubbed the center of his eyebrows, then pierced the egg white with the tip of his chopsticks, and the orange-yellow viscous liquid slowly seeped down along the gaps in the noodles.

Anyway, I don't plan to continue doing business, and they won't meet again if there is no accident in the future.

Chu Ruxu was somewhat proud of her background, how could she allow herself to be teased like this, it would be good if she didn't make enemies.

Yan Ju only hoped that the relationship between the other party and Ye Jue would not be affected.

He bit his lip, inevitably a little regretful.

Shouldn't have gone, he thought.

"Ding--"

Just then, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Yan Yan was stunned. Those who knew his address, except for Bai Lu who would never come over, were close friends and subordinates, but it stands to reason that no one should disturb him at this time.

The visible camera was covered by something, and the display interface was pitch black.

But Yan Jue wasn't very worried. The public security in his community was one of the best in the city. There were three levels of interception in the outermost public areas alone.

The pass code is changed every month, and it is almost impossible for strangers to enter.

So he opened the door directly.

"Yan Ji, good morning."

The slightly familiar voice touched Yan Ji's originally slack nerves first visually - a naturally cold voice, hiding emotional hoarseness, coupled with a slightly raised sentence ending deliberately for the sake of convenience.

Chu Ruxu was carrying a schoolbag, carrying two large shopping bags that were almost overflowing with one hand, and pressing the camera with the other hand, and showed a bright smile at the unsuspecting Yan Yan behind the door.

As if nothing happened last night, he greeted with a natural expression: "Have you eaten yet?"

Chu Ruxu, who was slightly taller than him, lowered his gaze, and Yan Ju could even see his own reflection in the other's shining pupils.

Chu Ruxu didn't discuss with anyone, without any advance notice, she recklessly and ostentatiously appeared at the door of Yan Ji's house, trying to suddenly break into Yan Ji's impenetrable fortress.

He took the initiative to take half a step forward, and stuffed a cluster of small wild flowers collected by the roadside into Yan Ju's palm: "I heard that you must send flowers when chasing someone."

"But it's too early now, and the flower shop hasn't even opened yet. Next time, I will definitely give you double the compensation."

Seeing Yan Ju's slightly astonished expression, Chu Ruxu seemed happier: "I don't intend to find any awkward reasons to contact you today."

The morning sun was not so hot, but only symbolically sprinkled down from the eaves.

The early summer wind blows, carrying the sour smell of the lawn that has just been mowed.

Chu Ruxu paused for a moment, bent her lips, and said frankly, "I like you and want to see you."

"So here I am."

The author says:

Xiao Chu: Hello, your handsome guy, please check (confident face);

Happy Qixi Festival, babies-(Greetings sent regularly from the manuscript box)

After I finish this test at one o'clock in the middle of the night, I will give you a red envelope orz for Qixi Festival;

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Quote:

①: Search for the recipe of poached eggs and get any recipe.

②: "Lectures on Modern Western Thought" Sartre's philosophical thought theory.

③: "Existence and Nothingness" Sartre.