Congenital deficiency

In mid-December, Hong Lingyu took the English qualification test, and the results will not be available until the end of the year.

After the exam, Hong Lingyu could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

During this period of time, he was studying English during the day and translating German at night. He has not been so busy for a long time.He came out of the examination room, and before he had time to relax for a while, he received the final exam arrangement from the department.

When Hong Zhuo rushed to the door to pick up the person, he saw Hong Lingyu staring at the phone with a frustrated face.

"Today is NO.13." Hong Lingyu grabbed the phone, "I have less than two weeks left for the final exam on the 27th."

This is also the first time that Hong Zhuo saw Hong Lingyu who was anxious about the exam. He felt as if he had made up for the time he had missed. He reached out and rubbed his head, and led him to the car: "You must be fine. .”

So Hong Lingyu began to prepare for the final exam non-stop.

Howard approached the door a week before the exam.

Hong Zhuo directly turned on the phone and put it on the shelf next to it.

Howard complained to him about his irresponsible and merciless father, and his group of restless illegitimate brothers and brothers, and heard the voice of the tableware here: "What are you doing, Hiro?"

When going out for dinner last time, Hong Zhuo found that Hong Lingyu ate a few more mouthfuls of chiffon cake, and he started to learn how to make it after coming back these few days. What Howard just heard should be the sound of the oven.

"I'm making a cake." Hong Zhuo was studying how long it would take to bake this time, and answered him casually.

Howard's voice over there seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, and he was so excited: "Are you making a cake???? Are you making a cake????"

Hongzhuo's hand almost slipped, and after he stabilized the plate, he reminded the over-excited Howard with a blank expression: "Your Italian accent came out."

Howard was silent for two seconds over there, and sent a video request to come over.

Hongzhuo counted the time and put the cake into the oven before accepting it.

The video was connected, and Howard probably had an event soon. He was sitting on a chair and was dressed by a stylist. The suit on his body had sequins on the shoulders, and he looked very flamboyant.

Howard squinted his eyes and stared at Hongzhuo who was connected, and he was wearing simple homely clothes, with a little white powder on the cuffs, and the background was obviously in the kitchen.

Howard showed his teeth with a smile, and teased him: "You look good."

Hong Zhuo glanced at the exaggerated sequins on his shoulders: "To each other."

"This is me..." Howard sighed, waved his hand to let the stylist out, and moved to the phone. "Are you going to take your baby bump abroad this Christmas?"

Hongzhuo didn't answer him: "What's the matter, tell me."

Howard gritted his teeth: "I'm afraid I won't be able to stay at home for Christmas this year, or my dad will really bring me a younger brother back." Howard's eyes suddenly lit up: "Don't you have a saying that reciprocity is a proverb? Last time you came My house, this time I should go to your house instead!"

"No."

Howard said with an Italian accent again: "Why??"

Hong Lingyu finally finished the English exam and was busy at the end of the semester. He saw in his eyes that he finally felt the distress of ordinary parents watching their children's college entrance examination. How could Howard come to disturb him?Besides, being so busy every day, Hong Lingyu had little time to spend with him. If there was someone else, where would he have private time with Hong Lingyu?

Howard's light-colored eyes stared at the man with a cold face on the other side of the screen, and he squinted: "Could it be...are you afraid that I will be a light bulb?"

Hong Zhuo glanced at him, but still didn't speak.

Howard's request was ineffective, so he changed the temptation: "I'll give you my exclusive dessert menu, which is the simplest and best way I optimized myself, and every one of them is delicious. You should remember that your baby is on This time I ate a lot of cakes I made."

Hongzhuo didn't think about it for long: "Deal."

During dinner at night, Hong Zhuo told Hong Lingyu about this matter.

After Hong Lingyu nodded, she asked Hongzhuo, "Do you want to spend Christmas at home?"

Hong Zhuo considered for a while: "Let's watch your time."

Hong Lingyu then thought about her review plan.He doesn't have to worry about English and German for the final exam, and he doesn't have much problem with basic comprehensive knowledge. He is focusing on other courses these days.However, those sevens and eights that have already been reviewed are not too difficult - at least it will be no problem not to fail the subject.

"Then let's spend Christmas at home." Hong Lingyu said, and then asked: "The few friends of yours last time, why don't you invite them together this time?"

They were treated very well last time, and they should return the gift once they are emotional and reasonable.

And preparing for the exam is really tiring... He also wanted to find a reason to be lazy.Hong Lingyu secretly thought.

Now that it was decided to celebrate Christmas, Hong Lingyu also called Hong Xiaxuan at night.

In recent years, Hong Xiaxuan and Hong Zhuo's father-son relationship has been lukewarm, and there is no need to celebrate the festival together. Therefore, on Christmas Eve in previous years, Hong Xiaxuan attended the dance in the campus and did not return to China.

After talking on the phone with Hong Lingyu, Hong Xiaxuan immediately let go of his partner's pigeons, packed up his things and prepared to go home.

The main house of the Hong family is big enough, although there is a small building next to it specially for guests, but the housekeeper Xiaoqian asked Hong Zhuo what he meant, and arranged people in the guest room on the second floor of the main building.

When Howard arrived, Hong Zhuo was accompanying Hong Lingyu in the living room to taste his newly made pastry, with a fork filled with cream.

"Good evening, both of you." Howard saw the pastry on the table, picked up a fork and poked a piece in his mouth with great interest. After chewing twice, his expression was a little strange.

Why has the cook level of the Hong family dropped?Haven't you been fired for making this pastry?The cream is not delicate enough, and the fermentation doesn't seem to be done properly. It's like a child's play house.

"Hong, your cook..." Howard held the fork and wanted to ask the cook if it was time to change. Suddenly, he felt that the baby lump of his friend's house next to him was looking at him in the wrong way.

The person who was usually gentle and quiet like a sunflower in the corner suddenly stared at those clear and penetrating eyes, looking at him with a little bit of sharpness, with an inexplicable sense of questioning "what do you want to say".

Howard was shocked, and suddenly remembered the scene of the last time he had a video with his friend. He quickly swallowed what he just said, and said, "... Where did you find such a good cook, please introduce it to me some other day?" Look, the person who just stared at him has returned to his usual gentle and quiet appearance.

It was as if the terrifying gaze he had just seen was an illusion.

Howard covered his mouth with his fist and coughed, and quickly hid his smile.

It seems that my old friend who has been slow to realize it... is lucky?

Howard opened the chair and sat down, belatedly feeling something was wrong again.

He glanced at Hong Lingyu, who looked at him quietly, his mood was still peaceful and friendly.

"Have you recovered yet?" Howard asked Hong Lingyu tentatively.

Hong Lingyu still had cake in her mouth, she didn't speak, and nodded with a smile.

Seeing that he had finished eating one piece, Hong Zhuo took out another piece of cake from the plate and placed it in front of him in due course.

Howard glanced at the cake with uneven edges of the cream, and almost reached out to stop Hongzhuo. He quickly grabbed his right hand with his left hand and pressed himself down forcefully.

After Hong Lingyu finished eating the cake, she went upstairs and said that she would continue to review.

Hongzhuo put the dinner plate back in the kitchen, took two glasses, and poured a glass of red wine for Howard.

"Oh, I said I can't get in touch with you recently, so I'm busy with the kids..." Howard sighed after taking a sip of his wine.Although they haven't been in frequent contact these years, they can still talk a few words in a month or two.However, since Hong Zhuo left the UK last time, Howard has not been able to speak to Hong Zhuo in the past half a year.

Hongzhuo was a little dissatisfied with his statement of "bringing a child", so he glanced at him and said nothing.

Howard complained a few words, and finally said: "You have found such a sweet biscuit, why is a peerless gentleman like me still single? God is too unfair to me, right?"

Zhou Tingyu heard Howard's wailing, his face twisted for a moment, and he left here silently.Forget it, she went to the building next door to see if the Christmas tree ordered by Master Zhang had been arranged...

"Where's the menu you mentioned last time?" Hong Zhuo asked him suddenly.His cute baby seems to like eating cakes.

Howard took out his phone and pressed it twice, and a "ding" notification sound came from Hongzhuo's mailbox.Hong Zhuo also took out his mobile phone and began to look at the menu seriously, thinking which one Hong Lingyu would most likely like to eat while looking at it.

"Hiro, have you ever tasted the cake you made?" Howard asked him abruptly.

The probing meaning of this sentence is too obvious, Hongzhuo immediately asked: "What's the problem?"

Howard suddenly didn't understand: "Have you really tasted it? Do you remember what the cake I made taste like?"

Hong Zhuo also frowned: "I don't like desserts, so I can't taste the difference." Could it be that there is something wrong with the cake I made myself?But Hong Lingyu has been eating for so long, and has never said anything.

"Have you made more, take them out and let me see."

There are indeed two crooked cakes left in the kitchen. Hong Zhuo didn't give these two to Hong Lingyu, but put them in the corner of the kitchen, and they just brought them out for Howard to see.

"The edge of the cream is bumpy, and the texture of the cream is not right." Huo Dessert Master Hua Gourmet De finished his comments. He forked a small piece and put it in his mouth. After chewing twice, he frowned so much that he could kill bugs. What's the matter with the piece? Aren't other cakes like this?"

Seeing that his face was contorted, Hong Zhuo took a sip with a sullen face.

The cake looked good on the outside, but inside it was a large lump of solid lumps.In fact, as an ordinary homemade pastry, such small mistakes are normal, and no one will care about it. It's just that Howard is proficient in these, so the level line is drawn too high.

Hongzhuo's face was also a little ugly.Hong Lingyu has been eating the cake he made for two or three months, but she never said a word, she just ate the cake every time.

"You really don't know..." Howard drank the red wine in one gulp, swallowed the feeling of eating a solid pastry, and sighed with lingering fear: "I just wanted to say it, but your baby has lumps He looked at me and scared me..."

Hong Zhuo froze in place when he heard his sigh.

The apex of the heart seemed to be gently pinched by unknown fingers, it was sour, astringent, and swollen.

The author has something to say: Hong Lingyu: What do you want to say?

Howard: Your Da Zhuo...it's nothing, everything's fine

Hong Zhuo:? ?