Monster Inn Rectification Report

In the afternoon, the weather changed suddenly.

Xie Fei came out of the shower, and saw dark clouds covering the sun outside the window and a strong wind.

He was startled, it's almost November, why is God still making a big fuss?Regardless of blowing his head, he rushed to the yard to cover the mud with a tarp.

As soon as the last corner was tucked in, crackling raindrops fell, and Xie Fei ran into the house with her head covered, accidentally bumping into someone.

Yu Li held an umbrella with one hand, and held Xie Fei's shoulders with the other to help him stand still, with a hint of disgust in his eyes: "Aren't you looking at the road?"

"Brother, you are my timely rain!" Xie Fei immediately beamed with joy, "Hurry up, accompany me to the kitchen!"

Yu Li swept Xie Fei's half-wet hair, and frowned: "Why are you going to the kitchen?"

"It's four o'clock, I have to make dinner and make a birthday cake by the way."

"Cake? Who's birthday?"

"After zero o'clock is Mr. Yan's birthday." Xie Fei smiled and said, "I saw it when I registered my ID card and wanted to give him a surprise."

Yu Li suddenly became reluctant, and turned around to go back to the house.

Xie Fei hooked his shoulder quickly with eyes and hands, then stretched out the other hand to cover the back of his hand holding the umbrella handle, and said softly, "Let's go, let's go, please."

Yu Li glanced sideways at him, and nodded reluctantly.

The two huddled together under the same umbrella and went to the kitchen. Xie Fei said while preparing, "I don't know when that friend of Mr. Yan will arrive. He said it was in the afternoon. Don't just catch up with the rain."

Yu Li leaned against the refrigerator and asked casually, "Is there anyone coming today?"

Xie Fei told about Yan Lai's sale of copyright, and Yu Li asked, "What's the name of that screenwriter?"

"It seems to be called Yu Jincheng?"

"He, he's not bad." Yu Li boasted in a rare way.

Xie Fei shouldn't be too surprised, someone who can be rated well by Yu Li must be pretty good, "You know him?"

"Yu Jincheng is the first screenwriter of "Devil Lord, Beg for Favor", and the ratings record of that drama has not been broken so far." Yu Li pretended to casually mention his actual performance: "He was brought out by Lu Xiping himself, and now You can also be on your own.”

The two of them chatted one after another, and it was only then that Xie Fei found out that screenwriter Yu had a bad relationship before, and worked as a shooter for the studio for many years, until he met his own Bole.

"It turns out that they are still classmates. I didn't expect Mr. Lu to be so powerful." Since there is no oven in the inn, Xie Fei put the egg yolk paste into the rice cooker, then turned around and asked, "I didn't put any milk, so I brushed it with some honey." okay?"

Yu Li said without expression: "Whatever, I won't eat anyway."

"The cake I made is quite delicious, don't you want to try it?"

"It's not for me."

Xie Fei always felt that there was a bit of sourness in Yu Li's words, so she suppressed a smile and said, "I'll make you an extra-large one for your birthday, by the way, is your birthday on New Year's Day?"

"No."

"It's written on your fan site." Xie Fei turned her face suspiciously, "What's the date?"

Yu Li was startled, then said impatiently: "Who remembers what happened so long ago."

"Then you will celebrate your birthday with me."

"You want to—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and after a while, Yu Li coughed lightly: "What did you say?"

Xie Fei stretched out a hand, and in the palm lay a strawberry cut into the shape of a rabbit: "I said, brother, why don't you celebrate your birthday with me. My birthday is May 5."

Yu Li was silent for a while, took the strawberries handed by Xie Fei, stuffed them into his mouth, and responded vaguely.

Since making a birthday cake is time-consuming, it was already 06:30 when Xie Fei was ready for dinner.

He stored the cake in the refrigerator, and went out with a plate of dishes, only to find that the rain had stopped, and the petals and leaves in the courtyard were covered with rain, like morning dew.

A figure in front came, Xie Fei paused: "Mr. Yan, isn't your friend here yet?"

"Not yet..." Yan Lai looked a little impatient, and he plucked his hair: "The phone is turned off even when making calls, I don't know what's going on."

"Maybe the phone is out of battery. It rained so much just now, and there will probably be traffic jams on the road." Xie Fei said a few words of comfort, "Are you hungry? Why don't you wait for him first?"

Yan Lai was a little embarrassed: "It's too troublesome..."

"No trouble, there are no other customers today anyway." Xie Fei was actually a little hungry, but customers are the first priority, he said with a half smile: "At most, it's hot dishes, Mr. Yan, just don't dislike it."

Where did Yan Lai dare to dislike him? He just wanted to praise Boss Xie, an angel on earth.

But he waited for more than two hours and still did not see Yu Jincheng. Instead, he waited for a news push.

"Thank you boss, come and see!" Yan Lai, who was sitting in the lobby, yelled in surprise, jumped off the stool and rushed towards Xie Fei: "The news said that eighteen vehicles collided on the expressway in the afternoon, and one of them was a tourist bus. Off the bridge!"

Xie Fei was taken aback, and hurried over. The more he looked, the worse his expression became: "It's a direct bus from Nanshan City to Xining Village. Did Mr. Yu come from Nanshan City? Did he drive himself?"

"I, I don't know..." Yan Lai was really discouraged, hating himself for not asking a few more questions when contacting the other party: "I only know that he is in Nanshan City..."

The two looked at each other, very uneasy.

The bus that fell off the bridge, the mobile phone that couldn't get through, the late guests... The combination of the three conditions made Xie Fei and Yan Lai unstoppable to imagine the worst direction, and they almost wanted to call the police on the spot!

Yan Lai was very anxious, suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone standing in front of the fence?

He didn't trust the sight in his eyes, so he asked in a low voice, "Boss Xie, do you think there is someone there?"

Xie Fei looked out through the octagonal window lattice, and slapped her leg suddenly: "It really is!"

The two of them rushed out like convicts letting the wind out in a prison, and saw a young man in his twenties standing at the door of the inn, with a paper lantern hanging beside the door, the warm yellow halo reflected the young man's eyes. Painting, there is a kind of indistinguishable beauty, but he is wet all over, as if he has just been exposed to a heavy rain.

But the rain has already stopped.

However, neither of them had time to think about it at this time, Xie Fei asked nervously: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Yu Jincheng?"

The young man froze for a moment, then smiled slowly, his eyes were gentle and vivid, and his voice was as moist as spring water: "Hello, I am Yu Jincheng."

"You're finally here!" Yan Lai was so excited that he almost burst into tears. He was worried that it would be embarrassing to communicate with people he didn't know well, but now that this episode happened, when he saw Yu Jincheng again, he felt that the other party was like his relatives : "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Yu Jincheng apologized, "Is it Mr. Yan? Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"No, please come inside." Yan Lai dedicated unprecedented enthusiasm and initiative in his life, as if taking Xie Fei as the innkeeper, asking warmly along the way: "Are you hungry? Why are you wet?"

"Not hungry." Yu Jincheng stopped suddenly, with a troubled expression on his face, and said after a while, "There was a car accident on the road, many cars collided, and it was raining heavily."

It was a car accident!

Fortunately, people are fine.

Considering that Yu Jincheng was frightened just now, Yan Lai was embarrassed to ask: "Then you should go back to the house and take a hot bath... Hey, where is your luggage?"

"I lost my luggage."

Yan Lai could not help but feel more sympathetic to the other party, "We are about the same height, I will bring you a set of clean clothes later..." After finishing speaking, he thought that he could not provide a change of underwear, so he looked at Xie Fei for help.

Xie Fei understood in seconds, and said with a smile: "There are disposable underwear in the inn, I will send them to your room."

Yu Jincheng felt a little uncomfortable, "Thank you, little brother."

"You're welcome." Xie Fei rejected the other party's address very much, and corrected him with a half smile: "I am the owner of the inn, and my name is Xie Fei."

A group of people walked through the courtyard to the garden, and a black figure suddenly emerged from the bushes, and jumped up to them with its fluffy tail.

"Is this a pet kept in the inn?" Yu Jincheng stared in surprise at a squirrel that was bowing to several people.

"No." Yanlai explained in place of Xie Fei: "I don't know if it's been cold recently, but some small animals on the mountain always like to come to the inn to ask guests for something to eat."

"That's great, they're not afraid of people." Yu Jincheng smiled slightly, bent down to touch the squirrel's head, but the squirrel suddenly exploded, screamed fiercely, and jumped up a tree quickly.

Yu Jincheng was stunned in place, and Yan Lai was also a little embarrassed: "Maybe I haven't seen you before, so I'm a little wary."

Xie Fei was very calm. He walked to a room on the west side, opened the door, and handed the room card to Yu Jincheng: "Mr. Yan lives next door. You can rest tonight, and you can register tomorrow."

Yu Jincheng thanked softly.

After the guests were settled, Xie Fei went to the utility room to look for paper underwear, but there were too many things piled up in the room, and she couldn't find them after searching for a long time.He thought about it again, there seemed to be two unopened boxes of underwear in the bedroom, but they could be used first.

When going upstairs, Xie Fei passed by Yuli's bedroom, and saw that the door was open, and the other person was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a bathrobe, with a big towel covering his head, obviously just had a shower.

Probably aware of his gaze, Yu Li turned his head sideways, and suddenly frowned: "Who's here?"

Xie Fei simply stopped: "Mr. Yu."

The scratch between Yu Li's eyebrows got deeper and deeper. After a while, he tore off the bath towel, got up and walked to the door: "Are you going to celebrate that chicken's birthday tonight?"

"Yes, after 12 o'clock." Xie Fei automatically ignored Yu Li's address to Yan Lai, "Mr. Yan usually sleeps very late."

"I'll go as well."

Xie Fei was surprised, Yu Li didn't look like he was willing to celebrate Yan's birthday.

"Yu Jincheng should be there." Yu Li leaned against the door frame and explained softly, "Since we know each other, we will meet."

Xie Fei understood, and laughed happily: "Then I'll call you when the time comes, let's not talk about it, I have to go back to the room to help Mr. Yu find a pair of underwear."

"... What's inside?"

"Pants, he got into a car accident on the way here, got caught in the rain and lost his luggage—"

"you dare!"

As soon as Xie Fei heard Yu Li's exasperated tone, she knew that the other party was going to start again.

It's not that he is narcissistic, Xie Fei always feels that Yu Li has an extraordinary desire to control and possess him, a bit similar to a child's "you can only be best with me in the world", but Xie Fei still thinks it is quite Lovely, he even had a little bit of enjoyment in his heart, he deliberately asked ignorantly: "Then what should I do, I can't let the guests not wear it."

Yu Li's expression changed a few times, and finally turned back to the room with a sullen face and rummaged through the boxes. After about five or six minutes, he found an exquisite cardboard box from an unused suitcase.

He threw the box to Xie Fei, bossing him around: "Let him wear this."

Xie Fei caught it in a hurry, focusing on the size of the label on the underwear box, a capital "M".

He slowly made an exclamation mark in his heart, and subconsciously asked, "Is it a little small?"

The author has something to say:

Ali:? ? ? ?

Cuicui: I mean, the print is too small.

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