middle of the road

Waking up to wash up in the morning, Chi Yu studied Cheng Ying's messy hair for a long time and didn't know where to start. Looking at the two beautiful and delicate braids, they were usually combed by Cheng Yang?

When I came here yesterday, it was already combed. If you don't know how to pay for it, you must have this kind of craftsmanship. Chi Yu looked at him.

"Don't look at me, I don't have this skill." Fu Jin called Cheng Le over while brushing his teeth.

Cheng Le brought a small chair for Cheng Ying to sit on, then stood behind her, holding a comb in one hand and grabbing her hair with the other, and began to comb it in a decent manner.

The crowd watched for a while at Chiyu Station, and after watching it in less than 5 minutes, it was compared to the finished product that was copied and pasted yesterday, and I wanted to praise it from the bottom of my heart.

"I've asked, but his brother doesn't have this skill." Fu Jin said with a smile.

After breakfast, Chi Yu took a taxi to send Cheng Ying and Cheng Le to school, and then turned around to No. [-] Middle School. During the morning reading class, he helped Cheng Yang ask Huang Ming for two days off.

The date is specific, and Cheng Yang did not advance it, but asked his classmates to invite him temporarily. It is unreasonable to think about it carefully, but Huang Ming can't say anything if it is true.

However, this classmate was Chi Yu who surprised him a little. According to Cheng Yang's resolute attitude when he refused that day, he thought that the relationship between the two of them was not good in private.

Of course, it is also possible that this kind of "badness" is just a rivalry between peers, especially Cheng Yang is a person with such strong self-esteem.

Huang Ming, who was heartbroken, felt very relieved because of this small detail that he found inadvertently. It's not bad. Only by comparing can we make progress. In the end, it can be influenced by subtle influences, isn't it?

Fu Jin came over at noon and made an appointment with him to go to the hospital to see Cheng Yang in the evening. Chi Yu received a call from Cheng Yang in the afternoon, saying that he had consulted the doctor and that he could be discharged from the hospital first, and just rest at home for the next two days.

"Then I'll come pick you up after school." Chi Yu said.

"I'll take a taxi back by myself."

"Whatever you want." Chi Yu wanted to hang up the phone, but he seemed to have something to say on the other side, so he held back, said something, thanked him again, and then the whole show ended, so that's the end of the matter?Will it be separated later?

Chi Yu waited patiently for a while, and then heard Cheng Yang say: "Cheng Ying and Cheng Le, can I pick you up first?"

"Why?" Aren't you quite capable, so drop by and pick up along the way.

"I'll clean up when I go back." Cheng Yang said, "The house is still a little messy."

"...Well." This was probably the first time that Chi Yu made a request because someone didn't thank him, but suppressed the unhappiness that was about to come out.

Cheng Yang: "Okay, I'll come pick them up again."

Chi Yu: "What about the two of them going to school tomorrow, will you send them?"

Cheng Yang: "Yes."

Chi Yu: "..."

Chi Yu felt that he should continue to stay in the hospital, at least that place would make him more obedient and less troublesome.

After Cheng Yang finished the formalities, he didn't take a taxi as he said, but took the bus back. On the way, he got off the bus and went to the dry cleaner to pick up Chi Yu's scarf.

The key to the gate was locked inside, how did Chi Yu get in in the first place, didn't he close the door?Cheng Yang couldn't remember, he didn't even remember how he got home that day.

He found a brick, smashed the pane closest to the door, reached inside and turned the doorknob.

The door lock is very old. If he has the strength, he may be able to open it with both feet. It changed.

The living room remained the mess it was before he left. The only good thing is that Cheng Yunsheng didn't come back. He probably was quite frightened when the vase went down. He was afraid that they would call the police in a short time, so he probably wouldn't act rashly.

This is also the reason why he is eager to take care of himself, and he doesn't know what will happen later.

Cheng Yang put down all the things in his hands, turned on the light, sat on the chair by the door and rested for a while, then got up and started to tidy up, first paste the broken glass with newspaper, and prepare a piece for packing in the morning superior.

There was a knock on the door outside, he thought it was Aunt Qiu who hadn't seen him for a few days and came to have a look, but when he opened the door it was Chi Yu.

"Didn't the doctor tell you to stay in bed?" Chi Yu squeezed in, shaking the snow particles from his hat, unexpectedly halfway along the way, it started snowing in such a damn weather.

"Why are you here, not..." Cheng Yang looked behind him subconsciously.

"Don't worry, I've already taken them for dinner." Chi Yu turned his head, "What about you, have you eaten yet?"

"Not too hungry."

"Then hold on." He decided to wait for the snow to fall, and then go buy some food, make some porridge or something.

"Are you hungry?" Cheng Yang asked him: "There is still some food in the refrigerator, let me cook a meal for you."

"How long has it been, can I still eat it?"

"This kind of day won't be bad."

Chi Yu looked at him, and helped up a few stools that had fallen on the ground by his feet, "I'll come by myself, just tell me where it is."

The kitchen of Cheng Yang's house is a bit small, barely enough for two people to stand. After being smashed by Yun Sheng, the corners are a bit messy at the moment.

Chi Yu scoured some rice, scalded a small piece of meat and started dicing, the fried rice was too oily, let's have porridge, so that Cheng Yang could still have some appetite.

"Do you know how to cook?" Cheng Yang saw that he was skillful in his movements. A bowl of meat was chopped properly, and Chinese cabbage was evenly chopped on the chopping board.

"Otherwise, what do you think I am, a young master who stretches out his clothes to eat and opens his mouth?" Chi Yu smiled, "It's not that only children from poor families are able to head home early, rich people also have to work."

Chi Yu's family background can be clearly seen from his usual food and clothing expenses. Although Cheng Yang doesn't know many brands, he also knows that his scarf alone costs several thousand.

As for being rich, Chi Yu neither flaunted it deliberately nor overly concealed it. Wealth was not created by him, so there is nothing to be proud of, but it is a fact that he can enjoy it.

He is not short of money, and the source of all his money is not Chi Haidong, part of it is left by Zhao Jin and Li Tingzhi, Zhao Shuangqing didn't want it, it is all with him now, and part of it is the dividends from the shares under his name. Enough for him to live comfortably.

Chi Yu poured everything into the vegetable basket, soaked it in water for a while, turned around and looked at Cheng Yang, "Go out and sit, I'll clean it up later, don't you feel dizzy shaking here?"

Cheng Yang hasn't stopped his hands and feet since he came in, turning back and forth to wipe the countertops, opening and closing the cabinets to put things, besides the living room, the kitchen is considered the most damaged in this place, so it is naturally difficult to clean, "It's almost done. "

"Let them live with me today, how do you catch the heavy snow?" Looking out of the window, it has already accumulated a little outside, and it is getting bigger and bigger, and there is no tendency to stop at all. If it continues like this, it is likely to fall to It's late at night.

Cheng Yang straightened up, looked at the window for a while, and suddenly asked, "Aren't you going to study at night?"

What do you mean, drive him away?

"Are you asking now?" It had already started when you came here, Chi Yu laughed, "That's right, you haven't been on it all the time, it's normal if you don't remember."

Cheng Yang: "..."

Cheng Yang didn't know where his words made this young master unhappy again. After two days of contact, he found that Chi Yu was a little emotional. like a child.

No, children like Cheng Ying and Cheng Le are not like this anymore.

By the way, he is also afraid of insects.

Cheng Yang came out of the kitchen and went back to the living room to continue. Chi Yu put the food into the pot. The old-fashioned rice cooker has no function options, just put more water and press down to start cooking.

He went out to help him collect them together, Cheng Yang didn't instruct him where to put the things, he didn't ask, and he picked up all the untargeted ones and piled them all on the table.

The two of them didn't speak, just kept their heads in suspense and went about their own business. If the atmosphere wasn't so weird, it seemed harmonious at first glance.Chi Yu finally took a broom to sweep up all the debris on the ground, just at this time the rice cooker jumped to keep warm.

"Just put it on the coffee table." Cheng Yang said, "I'll take care of the table later."

Chi Yu found out that these few times of back and forth intentionally or unintentionally, when he was stunned by him and had nothing to say, as long as Cheng Yang spoke to him again, his displeasure would be washed away quickly like vegetable puree being washed into the sewer. It's not sticky at all.

In particular, Cheng Yang asked him if he was cold, and went into the small room inside to get him a small sun and plug it in.

Chi Yu kicked the fan facing her, pointed towards him, then pretended nothing happened and continued to eat with her head down.

After eight o'clock, he was already hungry.

He ate all the bowl given to Cheng Yangsheng, which gave Chi Yu a little comfort. Whether it was his improved appetite or indirectly proving that he was good at cooking, at least the little distance between the two of them after eating was full. , with a little satisfaction, it gradually becomes less existential.

Chi Yu went to wash the dishes, the water heater didn't know if it was broken or something, it froze his hands, maybe he opened it in the wrong way, but he didn't bother to ask Cheng Yang, he didn't care what he was doing after eating Well, I guess I'll clean it up in that pile of odds and ends.

Chi Yu didn't understand what was wrong with him. If he felt a little guilty towards him, yes, he did. After all, Cheng Yang didn't hesitate when he blocked him.

But to trace the source, the incident started because of him, he just came to lend a helping hand, it was right for Cheng Yang to help him, not to mention he went back later.

He hadn't escaped today, or he would be the one who is here now. At most, he would take care of Cheng Yang's children at home. To put it bluntly, it wasn't Chi Yu who was interesting to him.

He wanted to stop here, and in fact it should.

Otherwise, there is something else.

After Chi Yu finished washing, he stood by the sink, a face that he couldn't understand was printed on the window, he froze for a while and then turned around.

Cheng Yang leaned against the kitchen door, "It's snowing heavily."

Yeah, I see, what are you trying to remind me of?

Chi Yu wiped her hands.

"If you don't mind, you can stay here at night." Cheng Yang said.

Chi Yu didn't move. After a while, he threw the rag back, "What do you have?"

"There are your clothes." Cheng Yang walked out, "And underwear."

"..."

In fact, there is nothing, no floor heating, no air conditioner, only a little sun with low power, and it will trip when it is turned on to the highest gear. Cheng Yang hugged the quilt for him from Cheng Le's bed, "If you are cold, cover this .”

"What about you?"

"I have more." He originally had two on the bed, and was worried that Chi Yu would not be used to sleeping with others, so he planned to cover the bottom one with its own cover and another one on top.

In fact, he could also sleep on Cheng Le's bed, but the bed was too small for him to stretch his legs, so Cheng Yang couldn't sleep on his own.

Chi Yu went in to take a shower, Cheng Yang sat at the dining table, calculated the money owed to him before, and rounded it up, and after Chi Yu came out, he crossed out some bits and pieces for him, and made up the whole again.

"Eating your meal in the evening offsets that," he said.

In fact, it has to be calculated carefully, and there is also the cost of him bringing Cheng Ying and Cheng Le, but the back and forth has long been unclear.

Cheng Yang insisted on the original, and even so, he still felt that he had taken advantage of it, because Chi Yu had devoted far more energy and time to it than that.

Chi Yu didn't argue with him anymore, in his opinion, it was a small sum, and he didn't know what Cheng Yang was insisting on.

Before ten o'clock, the two of them went to bed. Cheng Yang was probably very tired, and fell asleep not long after lying down.

Chi Yu couldn't sleep, and he didn't dare to turn over too loudly, the bed was so small, and there were so many quilts, one hair could move his whole body, he nestled in it, turned his head, and saw Cheng Yang's back.

The whole person was covered tightly, only a part of the neck was exposed, and there was a bluish-white light in the cold air. If there seemed to be nothing drifting over, it was the faint smell of shower gel, mixed in, Cheng Yang had a refreshing and clean breath.

He remembered that in the hospital at that time, he felt it at such a close distance, the temperature wrapped under a thin layer of skin, including the subtle vibrations caused by the blood as if being bewitched at the same time.

Chi Yu threw out the quilt on his body and pulled his quilt over. The two of them were covered by one. He moved a little and moved closer to him.

It wasn't until the delicate touch of the skin and a little bit of warmth came from his fingers that Chi Yu felt like he had been electrocuted, and he withdrew his hand abruptly, clenching his knuckles tightly in the quilt.

He closed his eyes, turned his back, stepped back a little to the edge of the bed, and stopped looking at the body that made him a little bit obsessed.