fish under ice

After seeing off Zhong Juntong in the morning, Shi Yi started making red bean and glutinous rice balls.The red bean soup was boiling in the pressure cooker, and there was a buzzing sound, and the water vapor diffused from the small holes.

Shi Yi sent the clothes that needed to be dry-cleaned to the dry cleaners in the community, and started tidying up the storage room when he came back.

The storage room was dimly lit, with dust flying among the oblique beams.

Only then did Shi Yi remember that he forgot to change the light bulb.

He squatted down and found a big storage box while sorting out the sundries.For a moment, he couldn't remember what was inside, so he opened it casually.

After a burst of choking dust, Shi Yi squinted his eyes slightly, and saw some things he had written in college in the storage box.Some children's poems, some fairy tales, and some self-made picture books.

When he was in college, he was full of creative desires.Especially after leaving home to live in school, without the screaming of his stepmother all day long, the crying and spitting of his younger siblings, and the indifferent staring eyes of his father, he was able to breathe freely for the first time in his life.A steady stream of crazy gushing inspiration devoured him.

He was dominated by inspiration, read and wrote non-stop.

Those poems and ideas that seem a little too immature but sincere and lovely are all written by him in the dormitory, the library, and even on the dining table where inspiration suddenly strikes.

Shi Yi's fingers gently rubbing his past works, he felt as if he touched the young and fresh faces, crying or laughing, the most innocent and purest, the most impermanent and treacherous, they are all children of God.

Shi Yi sorted out all the stacks of paper and notebooks.They have turned yellow and decayed, with a thick sour vapor.Taking advantage of the sunshine today, Shi Yi dried them on the balcony.

After the red bean and glutinous rice balls were cooked, he put a bowl on the dining table.

There is steaming red bean soup in a snow-white porcelain bowl, and the slightly melted glutinous rice balls look like melted snow.

Shi Yi remembered Zhong Juntong's childish request last night when he looked at him. He said he wanted to eat tomorrow.

Shi Yi is happy to satisfy him with everything.

But now the red bean and glutinous rice balls are cooked, and Juntong is not around.

Shi Yi took out his mobile phone, repeatedly adjusted the angle and took a nice photo of the red bean glutinous rice ball, and then sent it to Zhong Juntong who was at work.

As soon as the picture was posted, Shi Yi suddenly had a bold idea: go find Juntong.Give him freshly cooked dumplings.

But as soon as the idea came up, he flinched.

He has never been to Juntong's company, nor has he met anyone in their company.

When they met him, it was inevitable that they would comment.

Wouldn't it be weird?Zhong Juntong married a man who was plain, introverted and not good at speech.

He is also three years older than Juntong.

Shi Yi bit his lip.He thought, he might as well stop embarrassing Juntong.

He just stayed at home obediently.

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Shi Yi picked up the phone and saw Juntong reply him two words.

【good to eat. 】

Make it look like you are eating now.

Shi Yi laughed, hesitated for a while, and carefully sent Juntong a sentence: "Can I send it to you now?"

How humble he said it.Even looking for her own husband has to ask for permission first.

Zhong Juntong immediately sent a voice.When Shi Yi opened it, he heard Juntong's voice, which was deep and pleasant, clearly a little hurried.

"Come here. Don't take the subway, just take a taxi. I'll pick you up when you arrive."

Shi Yi bowed his head, pursed his lips and smiled.

He listened to Zhong Juntong's words, took a taxi and went directly to the company.As soon as he arrived at the office building, he saw Zhong Juntong standing at the door.The eyes of the two met and confirmed immediately.

When Shi Yi got out of the car, Zhong Juntong walked towards him quickly.

Zhong Juntong's steps were fast and big.He looked straight at Shi Yi, Shi Yi was wearing the gray coat he bought yesterday, his complexion was fair and white, and his hair seemed to have been taken care of seriously, combed out, his eyebrows and eyes fully exposed were as gentle as spring.He was carrying a thermos bucket in his hand, and when he saw Juntong, his gray eyes lit up, and his smile was like a cluster of fire being lit.

It was so easy for Zhong Juntong's heart to miss a beat.

Shi Yi didn't even need to show off, he didn't need to deliberately pander to him, just standing there, a lot of love and tenderness would fill Zhong Juntong's heart.

He walked over, took the thermos bucket, and brushed the back of Shi Yi's hand with his fingers, as if he didn't care.He lowered his head and asked, "Is it cold?"

Shi Yi shook his head, and was led in by Zhong Juntong.

Shi Yi suddenly began to feel uneasy.I should look okay today, right?You won't embarrass Juntong, will you?He cleaned himself up very carefully, washed his hair, blow-dried his hairstyle, and carefully matched his clothes and shoes.

In the end, when Zhong Juntong brought him into the office, he didn't meet anyone on the way.

Shi Yi breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed physically and mentally, and opened the thermos with a smile, and the steaming sweet fragrance immediately filled the office.

Zhong Juntong sat on the sofa, leaned closer and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

It was only then that Shi Yi realized that he had come in such a hurry that he didn't even take a sip.

Zhong Juntong knew from his expression, pulled him to sit beside him, fed him with a spoon, and ate another mouthful himself.

Shi Yi's ears turned red when he saw Juntong holding the same spoon in his mouth.

Sure enough, after taking a bite of the red bean and glutinous rice balls, my whole body warmed up.He has cooked red bean and glutinous rice balls many times, but they have never been as sweet as they are now.Of course, he did put more sugar according to Juntong's taste.

"It's delicious." Zhong Juntong said.

Shi Yi said contentedly and joyfully, "Then eat more."

The two ate the balls of the insulated bucket.Shi Yi was afraid that her husband would feel tired, so she peeled the orange and handed it to his lips.

Zhong Juntong was taken aback for a moment, then opened his mouth to bite away immediately after realizing it.

Even the white meridians of this orange are peeled clean.

Because he hated that mesh.

When did Shi Yi remember his habit?

Shi Yi couldn't sit still after a while: "How about I go first?"

"Sit down for a while. I'll take you to dinner." Zhong Juntong had already sat back in the office chair.

Shi Yi didn't refuse, and started flipping through the magazines on the coffee table.

The two had lunch, and Zhong Juntong was about to send Shi Yi to the bookstore when he received a call.While answering the phone, he looked at Shi Yi with deep black eyes, "I have to ask if he is free."

He took the phone away from his ear, and said to Shi Yi: "My parents told us to go back to the old house for dinner. Do you want to go?"

Shi Yi thought of Zhong Juntong's parents whom he had only met twice.

One time they suddenly sent Zhong Juntong to Shi's house for a short stay.

Once they looked at him in disbelief because their son said he was going to marry this man.

Neither experience could be considered a pleasant one.

But Shi Yi knew that he couldn't see Juntong's parents all the time.Besides, Juntong's parents raised such a good Juntong.He loves his house too easily, and he also respects and loves his husband's parents.

"Okay."

After work, the two went directly to the Zhong family's old house.

Shi Yi wanted to buy something to go back, but Zhong Juntong didn't say anything, got out of the car and bought a bag of oranges and came back.

"No, they don't need anything."

"Then buy oranges?"

"Oranges are what I want to eat myself."

Shi Yi was speechless, and finally bought a good red wine and imported fruits to go back.

When they arrived at the gate of Zhong Zhai, Song Yuanrong had already been waiting at the gate. She saw her son get out of the car with a smile on her face, and when she saw the thin man who followed him immediately, her smile froze, as if it had been frozen animation.

She remembered that when she called her son just now, the son said that she had to ask him if he was free.

After finally putting aside his face and letting them go home for dinner, he had to ask if the man who suddenly snatched his son was free.

She thought gloomily, the typical one who has a wife and forgets her mother.

"Mom." Zhong Juntong called out, "Shi Yi and I came back to see you."

Shi Yi licked his lips nervously, tried his best to smile gently and naturally, "Mom."

Song Yuanrong let out a muffled snort, but still dodged to let the two of them in.

When Shi Yi heard that snort, his heart was twisted into a ball, and frustration immediately whipped his nerves.

"Let's go." Zhong Juntong took his hand and intertwined his fingers.The warm palm conveyed the warmth, making Shi Yi feel a little better.

nothing.

As long as Jun is with you, nothing will happen.He comforted himself like this.