chapter94
Zong Zi was obviously unhappy that Tan Jinxue didn't change his old watch immediately, but he didn't say much, just gave him a deep look.
What will be the "important occasion"? He listened to Tan Jinxue, turned on the TV, dialed to the news channel, and thought casually.
This was a rare night when both Tan Jinxue and Zong Zi appeared in the living room and the atmosphere was peaceful. Zong Zi seemed absent-minded, while Tan Jinxue just looked calmly at the announcer sitting upright on the TV screen, looking quite seriously.
Zong Zi's stomach groaned. He immediately felt Tan Jinxue's gaze.
He felt himself stiffen again.
Tan Jinxue laughed nonchalantly, he stood up, "I'll make some food."
Zong Zi looked at him blankly for two seconds, then nodded reservedly.
Tan Jinxue continued, "You clean the pot first."
Zong Zi was taken aback. Tan Jinxue has already turned around and went to the refrigerator to get the ingredients. He paused, but finally got up and went to the kitchen.
Cleaning up the mess he made, he was not in a good mood. He turned his head to look at Tan Jinxue, and saw him skillfully squeezing and pressing a few monkey mushrooms floating in the warm water. His slender fingers seemed to be right. The ingredients are very familiar, and the yellow water in the monkey mushroom is quickly squeezed out, so that the bitterness can be removed.
The slightly darker fungus made the fingers as white as jade, which was a little too white.
He reached for the paring knife again, to deal with the carrots that had been set aside.
Zong Zi keenly saw a few stars of dirt on his hands, which came from the skin of the red radish.
"All of these have to be peeled?" he asked suddenly.
His eyes fell on the small pile of yams and carrots in Tan Jinxue's hand.
The man didn't seem to expect that he would suddenly ask a question, and after a pause of two seconds, he replied in a daze, "Yes."
Zong Zi walked over and took the knife from him, "I'll do it." He glanced at Tan Jinxue again, and said coldly, "Come back later."
Tan Jinxue raised her eyebrows, but didn't say much, just smiled and stuffed the half-peeled carrot into Zong Zi's hand, turned around and went back to the living room.
Rarely, the male protagonist has opened his eyes, and it seems that his lustful heart has followed Wangjian.
It's just that he deliberately hooked him with his fingers, and even took the initiative to contract the food processing work?
Following Tan Jinxue's instructions, Zong Zi processed all the ingredients, and then put the ingredients into the clay pot step by step according to the other party's instructions. It can be said that it is hard work.
The Hericium Mushroom Nourishing Stomach Soup was ready, and Zong Zi filled two bowls out. Tan Jinxue scooped a spoonful into his mouth, squinted his eyes slightly, and showed a casual smile.
This is the first time he has actually made edible food. It was also the first time that Tan Jinxue saw an expression on Tan Jinxue's face that resembled a gluttonous foot.
"Is it delicious?" The words came out before there was any time to stop them.
Tan Jinxue gave him a sideways glance, then picked up a piece of soft, sweet carrot from the bowl and ate it. Then he nodded with a smile.
He has never lied or perfunctory. Zong Zi thought.
He also took a sip of the soup he made, and it tasted really good. But it can't be regarded as delicious to make Tan Jinxue show such an expression.
He was originally handsome and even had a cold and hard face, but because of this squinting glance, it seemed to give birth to infinite softness. The black pupils reflect the brilliance of the chandelier, but they are not as sharp as usual.
There is Zong Zi's shadow in there, full of smiles.
Zong Zi suddenly felt that the soup in his mouth became extremely sweet.
The two drank soup, watched an episode of TV series and half a movie, and Tan Jinxue fell asleep when the protagonist's final battle to solve the big boss began.
Zong Zi found that although the man's eyes were still open as much as possible, as if he wanted to see the picture on the TV clearly, his head was already bit by bit, and he was drowsy.
Even he didn't realize that there was a deep smile on the corner of his lips, which was distinctly gentle.
The protagonist in the movie showed his ultimate weapon to the villain boss, and Tan Jinxue's eyelids finally closed.
He leaned back slightly, asleep, showing his neck.
Zong Zi walked over, holding the blanket in his hand, but couldn't help but look at the light blue veins on his neck.
He licked his lips, but in the end he restrained his desire to gnaw.
This night, Tan Jinxue slept again on the big bed that belonged to Zong Zi in the bedroom.
Zong Zi slept on the camp bed in the living room, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, he could only let the hard steel wire bed support his back, staring up at the dark roof in a daze. His thoughts were scattered and boundless, he thought about it, but suddenly found that they were all connected to the person lying next door.
He simply listened intently and listened for a long time, but he didn't hear any movement in the bedroom.
boring.
Zong Zi gradually fell asleep in the boring silence.
He knew very well that he was dreaming.
This is a wedding. He lowered his head and looked at his crisp tuxedo in disbelief. Beside him stood the priest, his hand resting on a rolled-up Bible.
He was actually the protagonist of this wedding.
I am dreaming. Zong Zi understood immediately. But he didn't wake up, perhaps because of curiosity, he still wanted to continue watching in this dream.
The bride is wearing a white wedding dress, walking step by step from a distance. The stained glass in the church made the light blurred, and even the figure was a little blurred.
The woman gradually came closer.
She is tall and tall, with a curvy figure wrapped in a wedding dress. She has round shoulders, fair skin, and a thin waist, but not thin.
From a designer's standpoint, she's perfect.
Zong Zi felt the woman stopped beside him, and he took a deep breath. The blood ran wildly.
He waited for the priest to make them take the oath, and then he could refuse decisively.
— Marriage is too ridiculous for him. Even in a dream, he would never make such a ridiculous oath with a strange woman.
Even if you want to get married, and go to the grave with someone from now on, you will never see each other again, it must be—
He frowned suddenly.
Then who has to be?
He never gave himself the option to "compromise", why did he have such an idea in his heart?
But the priest was like a stake, silent. But the woman standing beside him suddenly stretched out her hand towards him.
She didn't wear the kind of lace gloves, and a white and smooth arm was exposed in the air, with well-proportioned palms and slender fingers.
This is the time to exchange rings, Zong Zi thought to himself.
His eyes fell on the woman's outstretched hand, and he froze suddenly.
Why on such an occasion, the side of the bride's palm, which should be smooth, is covered with a few stars of dirt? !
Several images flashed through Zong Zi's mind chaotically and crowdedly.
As if stung by a bee, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and raised his head quickly.
The bride's blurred face became clear at this moment—
It turned out to be Tan Jinxue!
In the next second, Zong Zi suddenly woke up from his dream.
Panting heavily, he subconsciously fumbled for the water glass beside him, but found nothing. Only then did his rationality gradually return, and he realized where he was.
Zong Zi glanced at the luminous clock beside him, sure enough, it was past one o'clock at night.
He has a habit of dreaming, and he will always wake up at this point. But those dreams are often nightmares, this time... is a bit too weird.
His heart was still beating violently as usual when he woke up, but Zong Zi knew very well that it was not because of fear.
His heartbeat gradually calmed down, but the picture of the dream was still clearly imprinted in his mind.
He actually saw Tan Jinxue's face on that woman!
He was shocked and bewildered, but suddenly felt that there was a tinge of fear in his heart as a matter of course.
Even in recollection, Tan Jinxue's handsome face, which has provoked many "confidantes", is unexpectedly placed on a woman's body, which is very unsuitable? !
Zong Zi's throat rolled up in a panic.
He lifted the thin blanket covering his body and got out of bed. He went to the living room to drink half a glass of cold water before quietly walking into the bedroom.
He needs to take a look at Tan Jinxue, who is a "male", to completely delete the almost weird picture in his mind.
The man seemed to be in a deep sleep, but his breathing was a little short. Zong Zi turned on the night light, only to realize that he had a fever.
In the middle of the night, this troublesome guy suddenly had a high fever.
Zong Zi fed him antipyretics, but it didn't work, so he had to dig out cotton **** and alcohol to prepare for physical cooling.
He reached out to Tan Jinxue's neckline and tugged for a while before the other party opened his eyes bewilderedly.
The light of the night light was dim, Tan Jinxue squinted her eyes, and after a while, she found the focal length.
"What's wrong…"
His voice was hoarse, and he was a little confused about Zong Zi's actions.
Zong Zi looked at his hazy eyes due to high fever and drowsiness, only felt that there was water in the normally calm pupils, a slight abnormal blush spread on the pale cheeks, and the soft lips opened and closed between whispers. It looks good.
—In an instant, it coincided with the appearance in the dream!
Zong Zi stepped back abruptly, and let go of Tan Jinxue's neckline.
"You have a fever." He whispered.
Tan Jinxue glanced at the wet cotton ball in his hand, and then she understood a little, smiled, and said, "It's okay, I took the medicine, it will be fine in a while..."
His mind seemed to be getting drowsy again, his words were too low to be heard, but he still tried his best to move his arms, patted the empty bed beside him, and said: "...If you are worried, just sleep here..."
After he finished speaking, he fell into a coma again, and he didn't even move his hand that was placed aside.
Zong Zi sat on the edge of the bed staring at him for a long time.
He stretched out his hand several times, and withdrew it again. I don't know if I want to touch Tan Jinxue's cheeks and lips, or if I want to open his tightly closed collar.
In the end, he slowly moved his body and lay down next to Tan Jinxue.
The author has something to say: think about it every day, dream about it at night, hehehehe~