Encounter at the subway station

It has been raining at night, and the hottest part of summer has passed, and the temperature will rise again only when the "autumn tiger" arrives. In such rainy nights, the wind will bring coolness.

After the door was opened, Xiao Xingkan walked into the house first, touched the switch on the wall to turn on the light, and the dark room was lit up instantly, but it still couldn't dispel the desolation brought by the home arrangement and decoration itself.

The two returned here in Yang Zhao's car. On the way, Xiao Xingkan was dizzy and fell asleep for a while. When he woke up, he found that he had already arrived at the underground parking lot of Yang Zhao's building. Only then did he realize why he followed him.

It's not easy to retreat after coming, Xiao Xingkan is not afraid of what Yang Zhao will do to him, if he really wants to do something, he is not so much worried as he looks forward to it.

"Sit down, I'll boil some water and give you medicine." Yang Zhao closed the door, "What do you want to eat?"

I didn't eat at noon and only ate a little in the afternoon. Now I feel hungry.Xiao Xingkan sat down on the sofa with the paper bag stuffed with the storm bottle, medicine and food, thought for a while and said, "Do you have noodles? Cook some noodles."

"Sit down, I'll cook."

While talking, Yang Zhao took off his suit jacket, rolled up the long sleeves of his shirt to reveal a section of his beautiful wrist, first turned on his phone and looked at it for a while, then went into the kitchen.

There was the sound of the range hood in the kitchen. Yang Zhao might be frying eggs. Hearing such a sound.Xiao Xingkan sat silently on the sofa for a while, then got up and took out the storm bottle from the paper bag and put it on the dining table near the window, then took out the rice balls and sat on the sofa to eat.

Such a rainy day did not cause the storm bottle to precipitate snowflakes or feathery crystals. It seems that this bottle was indeed not very successful.Xiao Xingkan stared at the bottle in a daze while biting the rice ball. Occasionally, his eyes would move to the storm bottle, and occasionally he could see the rain-stained glass window behind it from the storm bottle.

After about 10 minutes, the sound of the range hood stopped, and the sound of boiling water bubbling in the kitchen did not stop. Yang Zhao came out and saw Xiao Xingkan eating the last bit of rice ball, and asked with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

"En." Xiao Xingkan replied vaguely, nodded and rolled up the wrapping paper and threw it into the trash can.

"I didn't bring my pajamas, I still have to go back later." Xiao Xingkan threw the wrapping paper into the trash can, and when he passed by Yang Zhao, he was pulled and kissed his forehead again.

Yang Zhao said with a smile, "Wear mine."

Xiao Xingkan couldn't control his blushing: "...and the toiletries."

Yang Zhao said, "There are new ones."

"Are you ready for everything?" Xiao Xingkan looked at him in disbelief.

After saying this, Yang Zhao really thought about it, and then said: "You say that, it seems that there are some things that are not prepared..."

Xiao Xingke stopped asking, turned his head and walked towards the sofa again, Yang Zhao followed up and asked, "What are you not asking?"

"I'm not curious at all. And you only have one bed, we'll sleep together..." Xiao Xingkan imagined tonight, "Is it suitable?"

"I sleep on the sofa." Yang Zhao took a picture of the place where they were sitting while talking, "I said I will take care of you, it is impossible for you to have no place to sleep."

The two sat quietly on the sofa for a while, and Yang Zhao went to put the noodles into the pot after the water boiled completely.There was a knock on the door at this time, and he just turned to open the door and entered the kitchen with something.

Soon Yang Zhao came out of the kitchen again, saw the doubt in Xiao Xingkan's eyes, and explained: "The takeaway is pork bone soup, put the noodles in it later."

Xiao Xingkan nodded, and when he looked back, he saw the storm bottle again, and murmured: "This storm bottle is not as good-looking as before."

Yang Zhao went to the dining table and picked up the bottle, took it back to the sofa and sat down again: "It's pretty, what's not so good?"

He saw his name engraved on the glass bottle, and he could feel the clear depression when he stroked the notch with his fingers. He felt a warm feeling in his heart for no reason, as if he felt another person in this usually deserted and simple room. The breath is not only a kind of psychological satisfaction, but also a certain kind of loneliness is driven away silently.

"It's kind of ugly. There are no snowflakes or feathers." Xiao Xingkan's voice was a little low. "It looks like a strange solution containing insoluble substances."

"Bottles were meant to be just regular bottles."

Yang Zhaoai held up the storm bottle reluctantly, and turned around to look at it: "Things have no value and meaning in the first place. People give value and meaning to things, and things that are meaningful to them are precious—if there is no relationship to maintain This means that the ring is just an ordinary decoration or a pile of metal. There is no meaning of anniversaries. The cake is just food and not used for celebration. Similarly, whether the bottle looks good or not depends on the one given to me. The heart of man, not what it is."

He turned his head and smiled at Xiao Xingkan who was staring blankly at him: "Kankan, it is perfect in my heart, just like you are in my heart now."

The suddenly affectionate atmosphere almost didn't allow Xiao Xingkan to get used to it. Even though his heart was as moved as the pot of boiling water in the kitchen, he still endured the trembling all over his body and stared at Yang Zhao: "You actually put me and An ugly bottle for comparison!"

Yang Zhao laughed and rubbed his head, jumped away before Xiao Xingkan exploded, put down the bottle and looked at the noodles in the pot.

After the noodles are ready, take them out and put them in the broth. The fried eggs are also scooped out and placed on the side of the bowl, sprinkled with chopped green onions.The two of them each ate a bowl of steaming hot noodles, and finally drank the fragrant soup before they were done.

Yang Zhao put away the bowls and washed them, Xiao Xingkan finally borrowed the short-sleeved shorts he wore at home, and went to take a bath with the unused toiletries.

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It's still early to take a shower after eating, even if Xiao Xingkan usually has a regular schedule, he wouldn't go to bed so early.He sat on the sofa for a while, and Yang Zhao came over after washing the dishes: "Want to sleep? Take the medicine and go to bed early."

Xiao Xingkan shook his head, he was not in particularly bad health, after taking medicine and eating a hot meal, he was not so dizzy now that he was sweating all over.I didn't really want to sleep, so I took my mobile phone and sent a message to the three dormitory roommates in the dormitory group, saying that I was spending the night with my friends and would not be coming back tonight.

Li Xunguang replied: "Oh."

Yu Chen jumped out with his new Kanzaki Rizhao emoji avatar, and between the lines revealed his heartbroken hatred for iron and steel: "Brother, you! You! Hey, I wish you happiness."

Just after posting "Who's delicate flower is like a dog", it also popped up: "??? All lovers in the world are brothers??"

Xiao Xingkan replied with one word: "Get lost."

Sure enough, there are a lot of emoticons swiping the screen below, such as "bitter wine hurts the throat", "failure to hold back tears and cry", "you should eat and drink, don't take it to heart when things happen" and so on...

Gou Mengxi howled the loudest: "Son, it's fine if you don't want your father, but you still murder your father..."

Xiao Xingkan didn't bother to talk to them, put away his phone and turned around, and found that Yang Zhao was staring at him in a daze.

"What's wrong?" He looked puzzled.

Yang Zhao withdrew his gaze and coughed dryly with some embarrassment: "It's okay."

Xiao Xingkan often wears long-sleeved trousers, doesn't go out often in summer, and doesn't get tanned much in summer. Sitting on the sofa, his well-proportioned limbs are stretched out, which made him take a few more glances.

Probably to cover up his embarrassment, Yang Zhao added: "It's so early, let's chat for a while?"

Xiao Xingkan thought for a while and said, "It's so early, why don't we do something meaningful."

Yang Zhao's eyelids twitched slightly.

This familiar line... the first reaction is, shouldn't he say it?

But no matter what anyone says, as long as the result is satisfactory, the intermediate process is not important.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhao cheered up a little, only to hear Xiao Xingkan continue: "Let's go play games? I've always wanted to try how about your computer."

Yang Zhao: "..."

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