What's Mr. Huo Eating Today

Several days have passed since the night when He Yunzhou yelled "A Zheng" to Huo Zheng.

Before you know it, the weather has become very warm.

The coldness and dampness of spring in the air seemed to have disappeared overnight, replaced by a slightly sultry heat unique to summer.Everywhere in the community, you can see flowers blooming to the end, and verdant plants that have been dyed with mature colors. Even the cat grass that He Yunzhou raised on the balcony has changed from the dying appearance before, and has become lush and greedy. Pumpkin puts a face on the balcony door every day, watching helplessly.

At this time when everyone took off their winter clothes and put on lighter and more comfortable summer clothes, the informal wedding that Shu Ran talked about came quietly.

"Buzz-"

The phone beeped for a while, He Yunzhou put down the brush and turned on the phone.

[Shu Ran's wedding: tomorrow night at [-]:[-], Rebecca Hotel, Pearl Hall]

The to-do list on the note app is constantly jumping on the screen.

He Yunzhou looked at the handwriting and couldn't help being startled.

"tomorrow……"

He originally thought that he would never forget the date of Shu Ran's wedding forever.But the reality is that he draws the manuscript until the sky is dark. If he hadn't specially listed Shu Ran's wedding as an important event on the note-taking software a few days ago, He Yunzhou might not be able to remember it on the wedding day.

After realizing this, He Yunzhou looked stunned, and then relaxed his expression in relief.

Maybe in some respects, he has finally become a little more mature than before - the thing that can make him think about it day and night, and what can't be entangled is no longer an illusory love, but a job to support his family.

Moreover, He Yunzhou also discovered that he seemed to let go of this relationship faster than he imagined.

"This is the adult world."

He Yunzhou smiled wryly, and whispered to the pumpkin coiled at his feet.

Pumpkin buried her face in her paws, didn't even lift her head, but flicked her tail to indicate that it heard He Yunzhou's self-reproach with a hint of sadness and relief.

Immediately after He Yunzhou's ear rang, it was the phone's incoming call reminder.

He Yunzhou glanced at the screen, and saw Huo Zheng's name there as expected.

It seems that since a few days ago, the communication that had been limited to texts on WeChat before was unknowingly replaced by phone calls.

At this time, if you open the communication records of He Yunzhou's phone, you can see a long string of "Huo Zheng" names, filling the entire screen.

In fact, He Yunzhou has never been the kind of person who likes to talk with people on the phone, but Huo Zheng is an exception.And he himself didn't know why.

He Yunzhou pressed the answer button very naturally, then grabbed the paintbrush and continued to draw the details of Huo Xiaomiao's fur on the drawing board.

"Cloud boat?"

Huo Zheng's voice came from the other end of the microphone. Judging from the unusually noisy background sound, he seemed to be in a situation that was not suitable for serious phone calls.

However, his deliberately low voice always had a hoarse and sexy feeling, which made He Yunzhou stiff when he heard it.

"Huo... Ah Zheng, what's the matter?"

He Yunzhou subconsciously wanted to call out Huo Zheng's full name, but at the last moment, he finally remembered that he had agreed to Huo Zheng, and he kept calling him that way, and then quickly changed his name - remembering that he was baffled by the impulse before. He Yunzhou is still a little embarrassed about the intimate name he called out.

The word "Azheng" really contained too much intimacy. In He Yunzhou's view, only relatives or long-time friends could call each other like this.

However, Huo Zheng didn't seem to mind at all that He Yunzhou crossed the boundary of interpersonal communication without authorization and called him by such a title.In fact, Huo Zheng's happy and excited reaction almost scared He Yunzhou.

【"Just call me like that from now on, I don't mind..."】

Even after a few days, He Yunzhou couldn't help but smile when he thought of Huo Zheng's bright eyes and the promise he made to him like a child.

The description "very cute" doesn't seem to be suitable for a tall mixed-race man with well-developed abdominal and chest muscles, but when he thinks of Huo Zheng, this kind of soft emotion will still emerge from the bottom of his heart involuntarily. come out.

But cute is cute, in reality, when He Yunzhou calls "A Zheng", he will still feel a little jerky and stiff indescribably.

Sure enough, as soon as he called out "A Zheng", there was no sound from the microphone.

He Yunzhou took a breath and repeated uncomfortably: "Huo Zheng? Are you still there?"

"I...I'm here."

After a while, Huo Zheng's voice sounded dryly.

"Well, wait a moment."

Huo Zheng suddenly whispered to He Yunzhou quickly.

After a while, He Yunzhou heard the background sound from the microphone much quieter. It was obvious that Huo Zheng had found a special place to call him.

This made He Yunzhou a little uneasy. He glanced at the time, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon, which happened to be working time.

Did something happen to make a special call?

Unknowingly, He Yunzhou put down his pen and completely focused on Huo Zheng's call.

However, the voice that sounded immediately seemed cheerful and relaxed, without any gloomy appearance at all.

"Yun Zhou, what are you doing this afternoon?"

...Moreover, what he said was completely devoid of any nutrition.

"Draw a picture."

He Yunzhou replied bluntly.

"Still drawing Huo Xiaomiao?" Huo Zheng's voice seemed to have become a little hoarse.

He Yunzhou suddenly shivered inexplicably, and said straight: "Ah, that's right."

"Is that so..."

He Yunzhou heard Huo Zheng mutter something in a strange voice.

He continued to wait for Huo Zheng to talk to him about something serious, but Huo Zheng just laughed lightly, and inexplicably brought the topic to lunch.

"...I really hate eating so-called molecular cuisine. I really don't know what is delicious. A dish tastes the same when you put it in your mouth. I really don't understand why it only needs to be more expensive. If you are in a restaurant, you have to serve me molecular gastronomy, or it will be foam, all kinds of foam, after a meal, I feel like my stomach is full of air."

Huo Zheng seemed aggrieved and complained to He Yunzhou.

He Yunzhou hesitated for a long time before replying with a trace of uncertainty: "You mean, you are not full?"

I always felt that the moment the voice fell, Huo Zheng seemed to choke on the other end of the phone.

He Yunzhou rubbed his eyebrows, glanced at Huo Xiaomiao, who was only half-colored on the drawing board, and added tentatively: "When you go home that night, I'll fry chicken breasts for you, okay?"

"But I don't want to eat chicken breasts."

"Beef? Cut the braised beef into slices and eat it cold? If it's served with soba noodles, the calories probably won't exceed the limit."

"I don't want to eat beef."

"How about eating rabbit? Eat the rabbit cold, and then serve it with pickled cabbage and tofu brain."

"I don't want to eat rabbits either."

"..."

He Yunzhou's hand trembled, and the paintbrush drew a line on the computer screen.

"Then what do you want to eat?"

He Yunzhou took a deep breath, then asked calmly.

What do I want to eat?

Huo Zheng repeated in his heart.

Huo Zheng, who was freed from the noisy and inefficient meeting, leaned his head on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, looked in the direction of the completely invisible happy community, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up, with a sweet smile on his face Smile.

Huo Zheng also knew that his behavior was really abnormal - plus his IQ had deteriorated.

But sometimes, he just can't control his behavior.

Whether you are happy or unhappy, you seem to want to share it with that person right away.Ever since he was a child, Huo Zheng has never had such a feeling from anyone, peace of mind, cleanliness, purity, relaxation...

After so many years, Huo Zheng finally discovered that he could also relax.

It turns out that he can also be stupid... he can act like a fool and act like a baby to another person, without worrying that that person will catch his weakness and give him a vicious backlash.

It's such a wonderful feeling.

So good that he even became delicate.

He found that he lost all endurance for all intrigues and all open and secret struggles.A meeting like this afternoon, full of buck-passing, intrigue, and whitewashing, was usually just an ordinary part of his daily life.However, today he felt sick even breathing the air there.

Almost instinctively, Huo Zheng called He Yunzhou.

He didn't need He Yunzhou to say anything at all, he just wanted to hear He Yunzhou shout "A Zheng" to himself.

Then, the mood that boiled to the point of exploding calmed down at that moment.

Obviously just met last night, but at this moment, I really want to run back and hug that person heavily.

The touch of He Yunzhou's fingers stroking the hair and the back of his neck still lingers deep in Huo Zheng's heart.

It makes people feel extremely throbbing, but they are reluctant to take it out and savor it carefully.

"I want to eat you."

A vague whisper came out just like that.

After Huo Zheng finished speaking, he froze instantly.

He never thought that one day he would say such frivolous words to his lover.

However, the heartbeat after confiding in his heart also became very fast in an instant.

"Pears? The pears in this season are hard to eat."

He Yunzhou frowned and said, but when he thought of Huo Zheng's hoarse voice before speaking, his whole body suddenly realized.No wonder, Huo Zheng was probably really uncomfortable, so he didn't eat this or that, and in line with his awkward personality before, He Yunzhou naturally believed that Huo Zheng was reminding himself of this in a roundabout way. a little.

"Are you having a sore throat? Then I'll find a way to get some duck pears today, and I'll stew Chuanbei rock sugar pears for you tonight."

"..."

After a long time, He Yunzhou heard Huo Zheng's muffled reply.

"it is good."

……

hang up the phone.

Huo Zheng stood blankly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows for a while, then grabbed his hair, and cursed at himself bitterly.

Then he turned around, caught off guard, and met a pair of terrified eyes.

"Forehead……"

Holding the notebook, Li Yu stood awkwardly in the corner, looking as if he had shrunk himself to another dimension.

"I, shouldn't I be here?"

He met Huo Zheng's dull gaze and asked in a low voice.

The author has something to say: He Yunzhou: Although I think my friend really talks a lot of nonsense, but... Forget it, he must be under a lot of pressure.To be friends, just bear with it.

Huo Dazed by first love Zheng; Hehehe, it feels so good to act like a baby~

My plot is really over...

There is no way to push forward at all.

I don't want to write the plot at all, I just want to write about these two fools talking about this disgusting love.