just like it

Luo Yuchuan's kiss was very light, and they parted after touching Jiang Miao's lips.

Like him, restrained and gentle.

Jiang Miao was stunned, not to mention responding, he couldn't even respond.

Then, he saw Luo Yuchuan retreat a little, raised his eyes slightly, glanced over his eyes, paused on his lips, then lowered his head and kissed him.

This time, he left without touching it, the tip of his tongue swept his lips, pried open his teeth, and invaded undeniably.

Jiang Miao couldn't help snorting, and subconsciously put her arms around Luo Yuchuan's back.

Luo Yuchuan responded to him with a stronger hug.

The chests were pressed tightly against each other, and each of them could feel the ups and downs of the other's chest as they gasped, as well as the rapid and powerful heartbeat.

Luo Yuchuan tightened his arms, as if he wanted to embed the person in his arms into his body.

Jiang Miao sighed from the bottom of his heart.

This is the real Luo Yuchuan, restrained and gentle, gentle and domineering.

The door is still open, the sensor lights in the corridor have been turned off, and there is only the last ray of light from the west window in the small living room.

They kissed quietly in the darkness.

There was the sound of electric car horns downstairs, an old man calling his grandson to go home for dinner, and the sound of cooking seemed to be coming from the neighbor's house next door.

The mortal world is full of hustle and bustle, and the world is noisy.

And they insisted on going their own way, shielding all distractions and focusing on kissing, as if this was the only thing that mattered in the world.

There were footsteps in the corridor.

There is no elevator in the old-fashioned building, and the person going up the stairs is heavy and dragging his feet, wearing a pair of wooden slippers, "Ba Da, Da Da", it is very loud in the narrow corridor.

Jiang Miao was slightly distracted.

The door was open to the outside, and you had to take a step back to pull the door lock handle to close it. They were right at the door, and if people who went upstairs came to their floor, they only had to go halfway up the stairs to see them.

Without lights, people who come up may not be able to see clearly, but as long as they go up the stairs, the sensor lights in the corridor will light up.

Jiang Miao was a little nervous, but Luo Yuchuan didn't seem to want to let him go.

He could only respond while paying attention to the movement of the person upstairs, silently praying that the person would not come upstairs.

"Ba da, da da", we have reached the first floor downstairs.

"Ba da, da da", turn a corner, and continue to go up.

Jiang Miao's heart was beating violently. He wanted to open his eyes, but the tip of his tongue was sucked heavily. It seemed that he still couldn't express his dissatisfaction with his distraction. Grab it lightly.

Jiang Miao was startled.

The kiss that was domineering just now became gentle again, and Luo Yuchuan rubbed his hands on his back, as if to comfort him.

But the soothing effect was not great, Jiang Miao only felt his scalp swell, and the sound of footsteps going upstairs became clearer in his ears.

"Bada, bada", turned the corner and came upstairs.

"Badda, badda, badda..."

Jiang Miao's breath stopped, but Luo Yuchuan let go of him at this moment, turned around and pulled the door lock handle, and closed the door neatly.

Luo Yuchuan leaned against the door, but Jiang Miao did not move.

The heavy and procrastinating footsteps outside the door slowly walked upstairs, walked around the corner, and went upstairs again.

The last ray of the setting sun had already faded away, Jiang Miao could barely make out Luo Yuchuan's eyebrows in the darkness.

He saw Luo Yuchuan seemed to bend the corners of his mouth, and stretched out his hands towards him.

So he stepped forward and threw himself into Luo Yuchuan's arms, lowered his head slightly, resting his forehead on Luo Yuchuan's shoulder, and smiled softly.

"Scared?" Luo Yuchuan's voice was deep and smiling.

"A little bit." Jiang Miao answered honestly, rubbing her forehead on Luo Yuchuan's shoulder, "However, now I feel it's nothing."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing to be seen."

"Ah."

It was already dinner time, and the two decided to stay at home and cook for themselves.

There was no negotiation, just a tacit understanding.

They all want to prolong the feeling that there are only two of them getting along at the moment.

Turning on the light, looking closely under the light, Jiang Miao could see the exhaustion on Luo Yuchuan's expression, thinking that he must have not had a good rest after going back overnight, and felt distressed.

"You rest, I'll make dinner." Jiang Miao volunteered.

Luo Yuchuan folded up his shirt sleeves: "Let me help you."

There are not many things in the refrigerator, except for a few boxes of yogurt, there are only two tomatoes and three eggs that can be used for dinner.

Usually, Jiang Miao and Wu Xia rarely cook by themselves, and since he was basically absent this week, Wu Xia didn't pay attention to replenishing the refrigerator at all.

Jiang Miao was a little discouraged, not because he had no chance to show off his cooking skills, but because it looked too shabby.

This was Luo Yuchuan's first meal at his place.

Luo Yuchuan stood behind him, saw the contents of the refrigerator clearly, and simply asked, "Is there any noodles?"

She didn't seem to mind at all.

Jiang Miao immediately said: "Tomato and egg noodles, I will, I will!"

Tomato and egg noodles are indeed a simple and quick home-cooked noodle dish. Seeing that Jiang Miao's attitude was so firm, Luo Yuchuan didn't argue with him.

Boiling water in the soup pot, Jiang Miao threw the tomatoes into it.

Presumably by blanching the skin off the tomatoes first.Luo Yuchuan secretly guessed.

He wanted to help beat the eggs, but Jiang Miao didn't intend to ask him to help at all, so he rushed to beat the eggs by himself.

The water in the pot over there boiled, Jiang Miao lifted the lid, and the tomatoes inside had exploded. Luo Yuchuan was about to remind him to be careful that it would be hot when he took it out, but Jiang Miao had already picked up the spatula and chopped the tomatoes It became several large pieces.

Luo Yuchuan was stunned, and hurriedly pulled him back: "Wait."

Jiang Miao turned to look at him in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"You...do you usually cook like this?"

"That's right, it's very fast. After boiling the tomatoes, you can beat the eggs." Jiang Miao's face was full of pride.

As if to say "look I have mastered the exclusive quick cooking method".

Luo Yuchuan looked at him, smiled helplessly, and took the spatula from his hand: "Let me do it."

Before Jiang Miao protested that his "chef" status was deprived, Luo Yuchuan had already drained the water from the pot, set up another frying pan, poured oil, heated it up, fried eggs, fried tomatoes, added water, boiled, served noodles ...

All in one go.

Jiang Miao swallowed her protest silently, and obediently took out two bowls to serve noodles.

Luo Yuchuan put some salt into the pot, tasted it, turned off the heat, and said naturally while serving the noodles: "I like to fry the noodles like this, it's more fragrant, try it and see if you like it."

Naturally, it is much tastier than Jiang Miao's method of boiling it directly with white water.

Jiang Miao sighed after taking a bite of the noodles: "No wonder Wu Xia always said that my cooking is not delicious. It turns out that it is really a matter of method."

Luo Yuchuan was more curious: "Didn't you check it first?"

"How to make noodles?" Jiang Miao took another sip of noodles, "I checked, but I want to try another way, and it's faster this way, really."

Luo Yuchuan looked at the little red noodle soup splashed on his cheeks, reached out to help him wipe it off gently, nodded and said, "Well, it would be good to cook it for him, I have no right to be picky."

After a while, Jiang Miao realized what Luo Yuchuan was talking about.

He glanced at Luo Yuchuan, Luo Yuchuan was buried in eating noodles, as if he didn't take what he said just now to heart.

Jiang Miao wanted to laugh.

I didn't expect the senior to be jealous in such a style.

"Did you go out to work this time?" Luo Yuchuan asked with concern.

"The actual shooting was quite smooth, and I learned a lot."

In the past, Jiang Miao only took pictures of things he liked and felt, and most of the people he took were snapshots, from the perspective of an observer.Now I have to learn to communicate with customers, communicate, and guide customers to make appropriate expressions and actions.

Hu Chengjie has much more experience in this area than him, even in the shed, Ma Nian is better than him.

Jiang Miao is not an enthusiastic and communicative person. When he first went to work in a shoe store, he didn't even know how to speak to customers.

He said with emotion: "Thinking about it now, I am really lucky to have the experience of the shoe store. With that foundation, at least I don't worry about how to start communicating with customers now."

Luo Yuchuan nodded: "Every experience will not be wasted, not to mention that you are now in the field you are good at, and you should be more confident."

"Well, and I also met you."

Luo Yuchuan's heart warmed and he looked at Jiang Miao.

Jiang Miao winked at him, smiled and said, "Thank you Wu Xia for introducing me to this job."

Luo Yuchuan remained silent, and after serious thinking for a while, he said lightly, "Give him an extra egg when cooking noodles next time."

After dinner, Luo Yuchuan helped Jiang Miao to hang the washed sheets and quilts on the balcony.

It was already dark, and from the balcony, the lights of every house in the community had already been turned on, and the sound of the TV set could be faintly heard in the night wind.

A small light was on on the balcony, and the washed and dried clothes were gently swaying with the night wind, exuding the fragrance of washing powder.

Jiang Miao turned her head to look at Luo Yuchuan who was helping him to flatten the bed sheet.

From Luo Yuchuan's sudden appearance outside the door, to the kiss, and now that the two of them are staying on this small balcony, Jiang Miao's heart has gradually settled down now, and the dream-like beauty that made his heart beat faster has a real feeling.

He had some regrets. He had imagined inviting Luo Yuchuan to come to his house. He would clean up in advance and put a vase of flowers on the table. The window was bright and the flowers were fragrant.

And he worked hard to learn one or two delicate side dishes, and the two had a romantic dinner together.

As a result, there were no flowers, and the lights were dim, but there was a scent. If you can barely count the scent of washing powder.

Luo Yuchuan still cooked the dinner... Jiang Miao thought distressedly, what could she give Luo Yuchuan?

"Ah," he suddenly called out, "Senior, I have a present for you."

After Jiang Miao finished speaking, she turned around and rushed into her room. Luo Yuchuan followed in from the balcony in a daze. Jiang Miao had already carried something and ran to him, stretching out her hand in front of him: "Happy Dragon Boat Festival!"

Luo Yuchuan looked down at the little gift lying in Jiang Miao's palm.

A bunch of small rice dumplings wrapped with five-color silk thread.

The big, middle and small ones are arranged from top to bottom, separated by glass beads in the middle, and a blue tassel is dropped at the bottom.

Luo Yuchuan was a little surprised, he watched quietly without reaching out to take it.

Jiang Miao was a little apprehensive, and explained: "I don't know what to buy in the scenic spot, so I learned to make such a small thing from the proprietress in the store. My hands are clumsy and I can't do it well. Senior, don't dislike it. .”

Luo Yuchuan carefully picked up the string of small rice dumplings, holding them in the palm of his hand cherishingly: "Thank you, I have never... never received such a thoughtful gift, it is very well done, I like it very much, I am very happy."

When he said this, Jiang Miao's heart fell to the ground, but she felt embarrassed again: "Just as long as you like it, oops, don't look carefully, there are a few places where the thread ends are not hidden."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to block the little rice dumpling, as if he was playing tricks on Luo Yuchuan, but Luo Yuchuan grabbed his hand and looked at him with gentle eyes, hesitant to speak.

Jiang Miao was inexplicably nervous when he saw him, and couldn't help but withdraw his hand.

Luo Yuchuan held him tightly and pulled him to the sofa to sit down.

Jiang Miao realized that Luo Yuchuan had something to say to him, and while nervous, she also secretly looked forward to it.

"I was adopted by my current parents when I was about three years old," Luo Yuchuan said.

Jiang Miao was stunned: "What?"

He hadn't expected such an opening statement.

Luo Yuchuan's voice was still low and calm, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him, he said: "I have been living in the orphanage before, and I heard from the old director that I was picked up in the vegetable market. Yue Da, a small quilt was wrapped around her body, and a note with her name and birthday was stuffed inside, and nothing else."

Jiang Miao's heart tightened, and she couldn't help holding Luo Yuchuan's hand.

Luo Yuchuan lowered his head and rubbed his thumb lightly on the back of his hand: "It is said that the aunts and teachers in the orphanage all guessed that I should be adopted soon because I am good-looking and healthy, but when I was too young, the adopters found it too troublesome to feed me. When I grew up, I was able to run and talk when I was one or two years old. The adopter thought I was too boring, unlike other children who would be good-looking to please adults. In the end, I dragged it around and was not adopted by my current adoptive parents until I was three years old. .”

He smiled lightly, as if he was self-deprecating and helpless, and said: "They think it doesn't matter if I don't like to talk, or even be serious. It's quiet, and it's more worry-free."

Jiang Miao opened her mouth, then pursed her lips, Luo Yuchuan smiled: "What do you want to ask? Ask."

Jiang Miao looked at him, frowned and said puzzledly, "Since you were good-looking, healthy, and a boy when you were young, why...why..."

"Why don't you want me?" Luo Yuchuan said the second half of the sentence for him, "I don't know, there are many unexplainable things in this world, and I don't have any impression of them. The only thing they left me, probably That's the name."

Luo Yuchuan was silent for a while, and then continued: "I took my adoptive father's surname, but they still kept my name. At that time, my adoptive mother was always diagnosed as infertile, so in the first few years after I was adopted, they did their best. Give me the best care, and try to let me have what other children have.

"They are not highly educated, their income is limited, and they are not emotional people. The way they teach me is relatively simple and rude, and there is almost no emotional communication. They just unilaterally ask me to be obedient. When I was seven years old, my adoptive mother became pregnant. , although they sought medical treatment everywhere before, and the doctor asserted that she was infertile, she was still pregnant. A year later, I had a younger brother, and the whole family was very happy..."

Luo Yuchuan was slightly lost in thought as he spoke.

After Zhang Jing gave birth to Luo Wei, relatives in the family, workers in the factory, and neighbors all came to the house to congratulate. Xiao Luo Yuchuan was also infected by the adults, immersed in the joy of having a younger brother. Feeling that the adoptive father finally has a child, some people shook their heads and said that they would not have adopted one if they had known earlier, and now it is too tiring to raise two sons, and it is too much.

"and after?"

Jiang Miao's question interrupted Luo Yuchuan's recollection. He looked up at Jiang Miao and continued, "Later, I lived on campus since junior high school. It was really difficult for them to raise two sons with their income. Apart from the necessary tuition fees, other things It’s hard to take care of me anymore, that’s when I started working part-time, delivering newspapers, selling popsicles, huh, let’s not talk about it, it’s quite boring.”

"Part-time job?" Jiang Miao couldn't believe it, "How old were you then? Child labor, would anyone dare to hire you?"

Luo Yuchuan nodded: "So it's hard to find job opportunities. Fortunately, my grades have always been good, and I can't go out to work, so I started selling homework."

"Sell homework?"

"That's right, my classmate wanted to copy my homework, and it cost one yuan per course, and there was a discount if I packed it." Luo Yuchuan winked mischievously, "At that time, I was considered a little rich man among my classmates."

It was rare to see Luo Yuchuan's unrestrained performance, but Jiang Miao couldn't laugh. He felt his throat ache: "You... what do you do with your money?"

Luo Yuchuan frowned slightly: "Let's think about it... part of it is used to pay the school's board and lodging fees, and the rest is to buy study materials and extracurricular books. I don't even think about snacks and toys, and I dare not buy clothes and shoes. I can’t afford it, and I’m afraid they will blame me, not to mention that it will be put away after I wear it a few times, saying I’ll save it for my younger brother to wear.”

"Then didn't they ask you where the money came from? They didn't know you were working?"

"I don't know. I didn't tell them that I was working all the time until I graduated from university. I only said that I got an award and a bonus from the school. They rarely asked me about my situation at school. I said so, they Just believe it."

Jiang Miao felt a little stuffy and uncomfortable, but she didn't know what to say to Luo Yuchuan.comfort?Solution?Luo Yuchuan might need it back then, but does he still need it now?

"You... now, fine." Jiang Miao said shyly.

Luo Yuchuan froze for a moment, then understood what he meant, and smiled slightly.

Jiang Miao squeezed his palm and said nothing, but her eyes clearly showed distress.

Luo Yuchuan sighed softly: "When I went back yesterday, I found that there was almost no trace of my existence in that house. The things I used, the books I read, the awards I won, and even my bed were all occupied by sundries. ..."

He looked at Jiang Miao with a trace of confusion in his eyes: "Sometimes I also feel that I am boring, and I always struggle and hesitate about these things in my heart, complaining about their indifference to me, and thinking whether I should return more. You will pay more attention to me, even though you know...you know...I'm still too greedy, right?"

Jiang Miao pulled his hand behind her, threw herself forward, and hugged him tightly.

"You are fine, you are fine, you are fine," Jiang Miao said repeatedly, "You are the best person I have ever met, don't think so much..."

Luo Yuchuan patted him on the back lightly, rubbed the back of his head, and said with a light smile, "I'm fine. If it weren't for our current relationship, I would have thought I was issued a good card."

The grief and indignation were dispelled by this sentence. Jiang Miao let go of Luo Yuchuan and stared at him resentfully: "I'm still sad for you, but you're just joking."

Luo Yuchuan held his hand again, put the string of colorful rice dumplings in his hand, and wrapped his hands over it.

He focused on Jiang Miao's eyes and said, "I said I like it very much, I'm not joking."

Jiang Miao was taken aback for a while: "Huh?"

"No one has ever given me such a thoughtful gift. I like it very much. I'm not kidding. Do you understand?"

"Oh."

"I'm telling you this because I want to tell you that because of my personality and my family relationship since I was a child, I don't know how to deal with emotional matters, but I have never liked someone so much. I like you very much. I like you very much. like."

Jiang Miao's face gradually turned red, and he lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Luo Yuchuan's eyes.

Luo Yuchuan tilted his head and leaned forward, kissing the corner of Jiang Miao's mouth lightly.

Jiang Miao closed her eyes, raised her head slightly, and the kiss fell on his lips.

"Crack", the sound of the door lock turning.

Luo Yuchuan and Jiang Miao hurriedly backed away, only to hear Wu Xia yelling in an exaggerated voice: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything!"

Jiang Miao hurriedly stood up, looking at the door with a flushed face, Wu Xia was leaning against the door, holding a pile of colorful things covering half of her face, revealing a pair of eyes that were squinted with a smile.