Refraction - Chapter 14

Hotpot is a magic thing – you can eat it everywhere and anyone in your heart.

Zheng Yi was already in a panic when he was just sitting in this illegal transformation of a private garage into “genuine Sichuan hot pot restaurant”. The pavement is not clean and tidy; the yellow gas lines are all over the wall, and there is a dangerous smell inside Every detail aroused Zheng Yi’s vigilance, but as soon as the pot was opened, the chopsticks moved, and the fragrance overflowed between his lips and teeth, Zheng Yi’s anxiety dissipated with the steaming heat.

One is that the hot pot is so delicious that Zheng Yi ignores the dining environment; the other is due to Zheng’s restless guilt.

This shop is Chen Gang’s recommendation. If he chooses between this and that place at this time, it will inevitably embarrass him. In addition, although the death of his mother’s mother is a long time ago, he may have been a little less emotional, but going to cancel his household registration today will inevitably arouse his worries

Zheng Yi also has some “sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman” mentality, in line with the principle of “coax him to be happy”, he is willing to be a qualified companion.

Zheng Yi seems to be happy, friendly and generous, but in essence, he is a sentimental person.

Ever since he witnessed Chen Gang’s stolen film by accident, Zheng Yi has had some inexplicable sense of responsibility. It seems that the mistake he committed to him is general. He no longer has the heart to make mistakes and make difficulties. He even wants to “atone” and “repay”

Although he calmed down, Zheng Yi knew that he had nothing to do with the incident. Instead, he should “maintain a sense of boundary” as Qiu mang taught him, respect Chen Gang’s secrets and not touch his scars.

But Zheng Yi is unable to press out his heart that cluster of hidden worries.

While Chen attack was eating, Zheng Yi secretly looked up at him.

Chen Gang lowered his head and ate it quickly. What he met with Zheng was the heart of his head, which was usually bristle like hair. Because he didn’t grasp it, he was more gentle than usual.

Zheng Yi lowered his head again and looked at the old dishes with the paint off. He felt very uncomfortable: the “delicious food” Chen Gang brought himself to eat was so shabby in his eyes – people are different from each other.

As a vested interest of the elite class, Zheng Yi had sympathy for Chen’s sufferings.

Although there is empathy, there is no way to get rid of this feeling of depression.

In the end, you can only use “a few more mouthfuls” to suppress.

After eating, Chen attacked to settle the account, only 70 yuan. A cup of strong American coffee and a ham Panini is the same price; his single breakfast can actually exchange for a meal at the alley stall

The poor – ah no – Chen Gang is really living in a world with totally different dimensions from himself

Back to the hotel, two people rely on walking, Zheng Yi has no problem; just after the mouth addiction, the stomach swells to death, just can use walking to digest and digest. They walked together quietly for five minutes. Zheng Yi felt that the atmosphere was a little silent and uncomfortable, so he went up a few steps and took out two cigarettes to give Chen Gong one. He had no words to say: “it’s delicious…”

“Well.” Chen Gang took the cigarette from Zheng Yi and reached out to touch the lighter in his trouser pocket: “their home has been open for many years, and the location has not changed. It’s an old store of word-of-mouth.”

“Have you eaten before?”

“…… I have Chen said with a smile.

Zheng Yi did not understand: “smell what is the meaning?”

Chen Feng lit a cigarette and took a puff: “when I was a child, it was the rich people who could afford to eat out. I heard that this restaurant was delicious, but we couldn’t afford to eat it. Sometimes I could smell it when I passed by here after school.”

Zheng couldn’t help but exclaim, “is this also called a restaurant?” But suddenly, he thought that it might hurt Chen Gang. After a pause, he continued the topic: “when was the first time I ate?”

“For the first time Growing up – sophomore. My sophomore found a job and made money on my own and saved some small coffers. During the winter vacation, I finally ate the restaurant I was thinking about. ” Chen’s tone seems to be a little complacent, like a high school student who just threw a beautiful three-point ball.

He said the past with a light tone of teasing, but he was a little worried in Zheng’s ear.

Zheng Yi knew that the job Chen Gang was looking for at that time was what Qiu mang once said to himself – “bar resident singing”; it was also this job that caused Chen Gang to be infringed at last.

Zheng Yi looks at Chen Feng, a young man with a broad back and a strong body like a hundred poisons that are hard to invade. He can finally reconcile with the ugly darkness he has experienced with a smile. Zheng Yi looked at it for a long time, and felt that fate had a really disgusting face: some people were positive and always used a positive attitude full of energy to conquer the mess of life, but they could not escape the deeper pit.

Zheng Yi walked shener, was heavily choked by the smoke, just swallow into the stomach of the pungent turned up again, in the throat of the son, Zheng choked to tears.

Chen Gang asked him, “can’t I get used to it?”

Zheng Yixiao said, “where can I. It’s just too spicy – I don’t still have… ”

And injuries.

Chen attack a little hide Zheng Yi’s eyes, a long time throw out a endless “is not there a soup pot?”Zheng Yi gently bumped Chen Feng with his elbow: “come on, you Sichuan people all crowd out the clear soup – there is a cup like small clear soup in the center of a whole red oil pot. What can be cooked in such a small area?”

Chen Gang smiles and says, “didn’t you eat well?”

“It’s good. I like it – fresh.”

“Fresh” in Zheng Yi’s mouth is a Beijing dialect; it doesn’t mean fresh ingredients, but it means that the taste is “novel” to him.

Chen Gang was sluggish for a few seconds. He didn’t understand what he was thinking. He just said in a quiet voice: “you young master likes to taste fresh food, but I’m tired of a meal.”

Zheng nodded his head and said, “that’s it. To tell you the truth, I dare not eat it again. ”

Chen Feng didn’t make any more noise.

Walking back to the hotel, they took a simple goodbye and went back to their own rooms.

After closing the door of the room, Chen Chengcai slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

After encountering Zheng Yi’s “straight ball confession” in the afternoon, Chen Gang had already carefully thought about how to respond to Zheng Yi’s confession, but he didn’t want to understand at 6 o’clock. He insisted on telling Zheng to eat hot pot just to abide by the agreement, suggesting that “I will not disgust you and reject you because you have confessed to me”

Chen Gang had expected the relationship between the two people to get better, but he never wanted to become “that kind of good” The main reason is that it is too far fetched and too unprepared: the irreconcilable old enemy suddenly confessed to himself – the dramatic conflict is almost full marks.

Zheng Yi is such a dissolute childe. What is he thinking in his mind? Chen Gang doesn’t know. But Chen always felt that he was just a curiosity seeking mentality for a while. When he was tired of drinking jade dew nectar, he would also like to leave the hall to sip a few mouthfuls of human fireworks.

Chen Gang thinks that Zheng Yi is too frivolous to treat his feelings and sneers at it.

But If the probability of one in ten thousand Is Zheng Yi serious? So his one-sided malicious speculation Zheng Yi’s mind, will not be a bit excessive?

Chen Cheng thought about it and became bored.

In the next room, Zheng Yi sleeps in all directions.

“Confession” is nothing more than an “emergency plan” for Zheng Yi, which reasonably and logically explains his various “strange behaviors”. When you have a problem, solve it, and turn it over.

Last night’s flight delay and his “lost” certificate delayed his check-in. Today, he went to the scenic spot for another day. As soon as Zheng came back to the quilt after eating hot pot, he fell asleep again.

I didn’t wake up until 11 o’clock. I felt sick and confused.

Lying on the bed, bored to brush the circle of friends for a short time, simply turn a few times and feel dull.

I want to get up and go out, go for a walk nearby and have some snacks, but it’s not very nice to disturb Chen Gang. Although the relationship has been eased, it’s not a friend’s position

Zheng Yi felt a little irritable and lit a cigarette.

When a man is bored, even the smoke ring in front of him can become “beautiful” – looking at the smoke that he exhaled in the air, he quickly goes out a distance from his mouth in a straight line, and then slows down or settles or rises, gradually winding into the outline of a sheep.

The right hand was occupied by smoke, Zheng Yi then stretched out his left hand to catch his “lamb”.

The backhand comes back to see, the hand is empty.

With the faint yellow light, Zheng Yi stretched his left palm into the air.

Looking at his palm, Zheng Yi recalled that when he was punished by holding hands that day, Chen Gang left himself a right hand, which was used to hold him with his left hand.

…… After holding each other for a long time, Chen Gang’s hands were covered with sweat, which made the palms sticky. When Zheng Yi moved slightly, a burst of heat would evaporate from the space between the palms, leaving a little cool

Zheng Yi has more or less touched the hands of several men in his life, all of which are different from the feeling of this man – there are too many cocoons, rough and hot It’s not comfortable. It’s very uncomfortable.

Looking up at his left hand over his head, Zheng looked up for a long time and felt bored.

When you want to be bored, you can have fun.

Zheng Yizhen put out the smoke and put his left hand into the bed. Close your eyes and imagine, but out of time comes the movie Chen Gong is asleep, so he knows nothing about being violated

If he was awake at that time, with Chen’s personality, Zheng Yi guessed that he would resist the death

What if the aggressor is not a greasy and disgusting beer belly, but his own strong and good-looking eight muscles? With Chen’s personality, Zheng Yi is sure that he will overturn himself with one punch

What if it’s not aggression, but your love and my will?

Come on.

A burst of cold air from the nasal cavity, Zheng Yi himself was amused by his own imagination.

11: 43.

Chen Gang took a look at the time, screened out the resume sent by Qiu Mang’s email, left two copies of the most suitable one, replied that Qiu mang was “ready for an interview”, put the computer in his bag and suddenly felt the light flicker.

Chen Gang looks up to confirm that the chandelier is really shaking.

It should be an earthquake.

Sure enough, the mobile phone immediately reported an earthquake in Sichuan – magnitude 3.5.

“It’s so small that Chengdu can feel the earthquake…” Chen Gang quits the news app, clicks on the music software, finds a list and plays some music casually.

Take off your T-shirt, throw it on the bed and go into the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face. Before the packaging of disposable toothbrush could be opened, Chen Gang heard a burst of knocking on the door.

Chen Gang picked up the mobile phone with music on the edge of the pool and went out to open the door.Zheng Yi’s face was white, his trousers were crooked, and his shirt was not buttoned up, showing his strong and good-looking figure.

Chen attack opened the door a little, just noticed that Zheng Yi was holding two wet towels dripping with water: “what are you doing?”

Zheng Yi put one of the towels into Chen’s hand and took a long breath to speak smoothly: “run! An earthquake

Chen attack Leng for a moment, just Zheng Yi thrust the wet towel quickly on the ground, and quickly rub the mobile phone full of water on his shorts to “rescue”.

He raised his eyebrows and angrily scolded Zheng Yi: “Ha PI! It’s an earthquake, not a fire. What do you do with a wet towel

Zheng Yi was demented for a long time: “ah?”

Two seconds later, he returned to his anxious mood: “ah – that’s how to escape!”

Chen Feng looks at Zheng Yi, who is frightened by the 3.5 magnitude earthquake, and glances at the wet towel he left behind. He doesn’t know why Always cold to deal with their own, this time the forehead son unexpectedly a little fever.