After the fake master disappeared, the real master went crazy

Song Xici did not re-enter the ward, he left after hearing Huo Chengfeng's suppressed cries, and when things got to this point, he expected that Huo Chengfeng would never appear in front of him again.

While he was relieved, he also felt a little stagnant. Sometimes he couldn't even understand what he was thinking, maybe because he was not confident, he couldn't tell whether the decision he made was good or bad.

It rained heavily in the afternoon. The rainy season in City A is like a violent beast, powerful and powerful. The tree in the small courtyard was stripped of its leaves, and layers of leaves fell on the stone path, as if Like a lush green carpet.

It was rare for Song Xici to have a leisurely mind. He made a charcoal hot pot in the small pavilion in the courtyard. He was alone, but he prepared a lot of dishes, tomato soup base with spicy sauce, and he ate leisurely.

There is actually no need for him to prepare such a grand lunch by himself, but because of what happened in the hospital before, he has a sense of commemoration of today, and with a wonderful sense of ceremony to celebrate or open a new chapter, he prepared this A hot pot meal.

But eating this kind of meal alone will always feel that something is lacking. There are plenty of dishes in the pot, but in fact Song Xici didn't eat much at all.

There was a bang on the small wooden door, waking up Song Xici, who was immersed in the wonderful atmosphere, and he went to open the door, and Huo Chengfeng stood outside the door like a soaked chicken.

He was trembling all over, regardless of being soaked, he suddenly hugged Song Xici into his arms. He was already taller than Song Xici when he was in high school, and this would hold him in his arms, and his head could just rest on his lap. on the shoulders.

Song Xici's thin sweater was soon soaked by the water on Huo Chengfeng's body, and it stuck to his body wetly. Huo Chengfeng's hug had no temperature, and his body temperature was lower than Song Xici's.

Neither of the two people in the fiery hug can warm the other.

"I don't want to give up, I can't let go." Huo Chengfeng's face was covered with water, he didn't know if he was crying or not, he hugged Song Xici tightly, as if he was holding on to a life-saving straw.

"I'm sorry Xiaoci, I'm a mean and shameless villain, I can't do it, I may not learn to be good for others wholeheartedly in this life, I can't let you go, I know that if I lose you, I will never be happy in my life, so I I want to hold on to you."

Song Xici's awkward sense of celebration gradually disappeared following Huo Chengfeng's words, but the strange thing was that he felt much more relaxed than before, but he still didn't know how to respond to Huo Chengfeng.

He let Huo Chengfeng hold him, and asked him in a very soft tone, "Do you want to eat hot pot? It's a bit cold today, so it's suitable."

Huo Chengfeng was overwhelmed with flattery, he pinched Song Xici's shoulders with both hands, and stared slightly, Song Xici invited him to eat hot pot, it was unbelievable in his home.

Apart from Shen Junzhi, there are many memories of Song Xici and Huo Chengfeng in this family, but Huo Chengfeng hasn't stepped in normally for too long, he came in like an intruder before.

He actually never thought that Song Xici would invite him in to have hot pot together today, and now his heart is floating like a dream.

As soon as the high fever subsided, there was a heavy rain. Song Xici was afraid that his condition would relapse, so he asked him to go inside to take a bath, and he changed his clothes himself.

The rainwater on the eaves flowed like a brook, as if hanging bead curtains on the corridor, and the hot pot in the small pavilion was bubbling and steaming. This kind of bad weather gave birth to a kind of peace and tranquility.

Huo Chengfeng took a bath very quickly. He was wearing Song Xici's clothes. There was not much difference in height between the two of them. His clothes fit him very well, and his face was beaming, as if he wanted to say a few jokes, but he was afraid that Song Xici would get angry.

The two ate hot pot together in the small pavilion, and even stayed together until the evening. Song Xici didn't chase Huo Chengfeng away, so he had the cheek to acquiesce that he could stay.

Song Xici was drowsy at the round table by the window, while Huo Chengfeng was busy tidying up in the kitchen.

There is a big window in the kitchen, and the living room can be easily seen from inside. Huo Chengfeng watched Song Xici doze off while washing the dishes, thinking that this was the life he wanted in the future.

He wants to live with Song Xici.

Early the next morning, Song Xici pushed open the window of his room and saw Huo Chengfeng sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard. The ground was wet and the fallen leaves were not easy to clean, but Huo Chengfeng took the trouble and even hummed while sweeping.

Perhaps it was because his gaze was too prescient, Huo Chengfeng quickly spotted him, raised his face and waved at him, "What do you want for breakfast?"

He was still wearing Song Xici's clothes, two wheat-colored arms were exposed under the rolled-up sleeves, and he smiled very brightly. Song Xici almost couldn't match him with the 19-year-old.

How can time be so long and pass so fast?

Song Xici said that he wanted to eat siu mai, so Huo Chengfeng took out the dumpling wrappers, diced bamboo shoots, bacon and glutinous rice from the refrigerator to dry.

Make the filling first and then roll the skin. Huo Chengfeng is familiar with the kitchen and put the siu mai in the steamer in just over 30 minutes.

Song Xici watched beside him, pawing and rubbing here and there, and spent more than 30 minutes in the kitchen without actually doing anything. His original intention was to help, but he didn't know what to do to help. .

Although Huo Chengfeng wanted to get along with Song Xici, but now he wanted him to have breakfast quickly. Song Xici was getting in the way in the kitchen, so he looked at him helplessly, "Can you sit in the living room, and I'll make you scented tea. You go ahead and do it."

This is obviously his home, but he is more like a guest, Song Xici is awkward, and stays silent here for a while with a mood similar to trying to get back the place, and finds that he has nothing to do.

"Oh." He responded with some displeasure, and went out to finish it at the small round table.

After a while, Huo Chengfeng brewed a pot of scented tea for him. He stared at Huo Chengfeng as he walked over, put down the teapot, and then poured himself a cup, like an incompetent husband who was suppressed by his wife.

I always feel that something is wrong, like incompetent rage, but I can't find the fault of this "wife" who makes me feel bad.

Song Xici drank the scented tea in the cup, and the bitter wine entered his throat and made his heart ache.

Huo Chengfeng went back to work in the kitchen. In addition to siu mai, he also prepared refreshing vegetable burritos and squeezed mango juice for Song Xici.

He is allergic to mangoes, not only when he eats them, but also when he touches them. When the fruit juice is served to him, his fingertips are red.

Song Xici looked a little dazed. He and Huo Chengfeng had known each other for nearly ten years, and in his 20-plus years of life, he had spent nearly half of the time. Has anyone ever been tempted.

He seems to be a piece of wood. Once he liked Huo Chengfeng, he filled his carved heart so much that when he got rid of this relationship, his whole heart was lost.

"Why are you in a daze, come over for dinner." Huo Chengfeng had already put everything on the table, and shouted as if showing off at the table.

Song Xici smiled suddenly, "I'm thinking, even if I'm with someone else, I won't be as comfortable as I am now."

A relationship needs nurturing first, and then maintenance, so that it can be proud for a long time. Now he and Huo Chengfeng have passed the training stage, and Huo Chengfeng is carefully nurturing.

It's a relationship that won't tire you out.

Song Xici was relieved, his heart suddenly cleared up, and he asked for certainty, "Do you think you will always be like this? Cook me breakfast, lunch and dinner, dry the quilt for me, wash clothes and clean the room."

"I will." Huo Chengfeng took two steps and took Song Xici's hand, "We can make a menu, breakfast, lunch and dinner, you can eat whatever you want, and when the sun is good, we will dry cotton wool on the grass , When the weather is bad, we eat hot pot in the kiosk.”

"When you want to go out, I will drive. We can see the sea, snow-capped mountains, sheep and maple leaves. If you want, we can also see the aurora."

"Xiao Ci, I will never do anything to make you sad again."

"Why?" Song Xici shook his hand away and went to eat the fragrant siu mai on the table, "Is what I did worthy of your liking so hard?"

"You are my whole spring." Huo Chengfeng said with a smile: "I used to be too stupid to pursue things with the cart before the horse, and I didn't understand what I was after. Xiaoci, I love you not by giving, but by taking. "

Song Xici was the first ray of warm sun shining on him, the "care" he dreamed of, and the fisherman who pulled him out of the mud.

Song Xici laughed, and at the same time felt very nasty shaking, he asked Huo Chengfeng to get a pen and paper, and asked him to remember what he would have for breakfast in the next few days.

His current behavior is undoubtedly unreasonable, but Huo Chengfeng is extremely cooperative, he remembers what Song Xici says, and proposes some combinations based on what he said.

Song Xici talked about the mango mille-feuille cake, and he talked about the fruity sparkling water, which is just right to relieve the tiredness.

Like children, the two seriously discussed the entire breakfast time, and the project of "what to eat for breakfast" has been planned for three weeks.

Bai Xiaoming thought that his younger brother must be lonely and cold living alone in this big house, but he didn't expect that when he rushed over non-stop after work, his heart almost burst from stimulation.

Although being pestered by the bastard Huo Chengfeng, Bai Xiaoming never felt that there was anything wrong with Song Xici, at least seeing his handsome male star friends, Song Xici was so unresponsive.

But Song Xici is actually with Huo Chengfeng now, the two of them are very close, watching a movie on the TV in the living room.

He had the key, and he opened the door to come in by himself. He was stunned at the door for 3 minutes before he yelled angrily; "I will never agree!"

Song Xici was fascinated by watching the movie, and he didn't even react when he heard Bai Xiaoming's words.

He said in the tone of "you just accept it, it's pointless to object", "they are so in love with each other, why do you still want to hinder it", and "it's useless for you to object, that's how the script is written" and said: "Second brother, Ba Barra and Jack are truly in love."

"Fart." Bai Xiaoming said, "It was all seduced by that idiot Jack!"

How could his precious brother fall in love with Huo Chengfeng!

No one in the world is worthy of his younger brother!