Fang Feiwo
I don’t know when Zheng Cheng put on this T-shirt last night. The loose collar is tilted, revealing most of his shoulders.
Some people just like to wear old T-shirts as pajamas, and it seems that Hu Hanyu is one of them. Zheng Cheng raised the collar to his nose to smell the laundry detergent on the clothes.
It was a strange feeling. If he couldn't smell the clothes, he would feel that the past 48 hours had been a dream. Of course, when he actually woke up, he was even more certain that this was reality.
My legs are so sore.
Zheng Cheng almost fell to the ground when he got out of bed.
Yesterday's exercise was too extreme.
"Are you up?" Hu Hanyu leaned over with his hair tilted up. "Are you hungry?"
"I'm so hungry now that I can eat a whole jar of rice," said Zheng Cheng.
"No vegetables, only instant noodles." Hanyu held up two bags of braised beef noodles and asked, "Have you heard of Fang Feiwo?"
"I want two flights and two nights in bed. Call me when you're ready." Zheng Cheng said and then fell back down again.
"He actually ate it." Hu Hanyu walked towards the kitchen with his slippers dropping.
He who knows the times is a hero. Even if Zheng Cheng was really hungry, he wouldn't be so picky.
Fang Feiwo had heard of it a long time ago. Tianjin people gave instant noodles with eggs such a name. It was really interesting.
As soon as the seasoning package was put into the pot, Zheng Cheng limped over following the smell.
"Didn't we agree to call you?" Hanyu asked him.
"It smells so good." Zheng Cheng hugged Hanyu's waist and rested his head on Hanyu's shoulder, "I can't lie down for a while."
Turning on low heat, Hanyu beat two eggs with one hand, placed them in the pot and covered the pot.
"Are you... okay?" Only then did he turn his head and kiss Zheng Cheng, who was swallowing his saliva.
"I'm fine," Zheng Cheng replied. "My legs are sore from riding my bike yesterday, not because of you."
"Are you coming today?" Hanyu asked.
"Take a day off?" Zheng Cheng didn't expect him to be so direct. "Are you so anxious all of a sudden?"
Open the lid of the pot, turn to high heat, and evenly transfer the egg liquid into the pot. It mixes with the flying chopped green onions to form a circle of cirrus clouds.
"I've wanted to try it for a long time. I was so tempted by watching other people's videos." Zheng Cheng watched him turn off the fire and pour the soup and Erfei Erwo into the big bowl containing the pancakes.
"I thought you had to have some real beef with your instant noodles." Hanyu closed the pot lid. "It turns out you're pretty easy to feed."
"A real man can bend and stretch." Zheng Cheng sat down at the table first, staring at the bowl in Hanyu's hand with his chopsticks, and then watched eagerly as Hanyu put down the bowl and went back to the kitchen. "Can I eat first without waiting for you?"
"Eat it, why are you arguing with me?" Hanyu smiled and started to eat the second bowl.
Zheng Cheng was really hungry. He hadn't eaten properly in the past few days. He opened the lid of the pot and started to put the noodles into his mouth without even mixing them.
The difference between Fang Feiwo and ordinary instant noodles is that it has less soup and harder noodles. The combination of the two results in a strong and tasty flavor.
Whether it is a poached egg or a flying egg, the noodles that have just been softened are fully absorbed by the rich soup, and the soft-boiled egg flows out, which just neutralizes the overly sharp spices. The egg drop brings softness, which complements the relatively hard noodles to form a rich taste.
When Hanyu brought his bowl over, Zheng Cheng only had a mouthful of soup left.
"Would you... like to have another bowl?" Hu Hanyu had never seen Zheng Cheng have such a good appetite, so he pushed his bowl towards him.
"I'm full, eat yours." Zheng Cheng sipped the last mouthful of soup.
After drinking it all, he leaned back in the dining chair, savoring the heavy warmth in his stomach, and only then began to look carefully at Hu Hanyu's house.
Completely different from Zheng Cheng's house, Hu Hanyu's house is made entirely of wood, including wooden floors, old wooden tables, and chests of drawers. In addition to the sofa, there is also a rattan chair in the living room.
Although Zheng Cheng doesn't like wooden furniture, he feels magically at ease here, just like at No. 72 Jiangkou Old Street.
"Did you bring all this from your hometown?" Zheng Cheng knocked on the table top covered with soft glass.
"Well, my dad didn't want them, so I put them all here." Hu Hanyu touched the scratched side of the wooden table. "When I was a kid, I didn't eat well, so I made a mess of it."
He said that his favorite home is the one in Jiangkou Old Street. These old furniture carry his beautiful memories, which makes Zheng Cheng envious.
"I don't like wood, but I like your house," said Zheng Cheng.
"None of the antique furniture in the Zheng Mansion was used by the master himself. I always feel that it has nothing to do with me."
"These in your house are different when you think about the ones you used when you were a kid."
Hu Hanyu touched his head, just smiled and continued eating noodles.
"Can you tell me more about yourself in the future? For example, how did this bowl come about?" Zheng Cheng turned the coarse pottery bowl and looked at the pattern on it.
"I bought it when a small shop on the road was having a clearance sale for five yuan," said Hanyu.
"What the hell." Zheng Cheng pushed it away and went to get the chopsticks. "Where are the chopsticks? Are they five yuan a pair too?"
"The chopsticks were brought back by Sheli." Hanyu also laughed, "They're a bit expensive, eight dollars a pair."
Relics, Zheng Cheng suddenly didn't know how to respond, and put the chopsticks back on the table with a little solemnity.
"I'll make it for you tonight." Hanyu stood up after finishing his meal and cleared away Zheng Cheng's dishes. "I also left two sets of Sheli's tableware. You should think they look nice."
"You're quite open-minded. You actually kept it." Zheng Cheng stood up and followed him. "If it were me, I would probably have thrown it all away."
The foam soon covered the five-dollar bowl and the eight-dollar chopsticks, and Hanyu turned on the faucet to rinse them.
"I'm not as open-minded as you think." Hanyu said, "I will avoid things I really don't want to face. I'm just used to being stubborn."
The sound of water stopped abruptly, and the dishes were neatly hung by the pool. He carefully wiped the pot dry and put it back on the rack, then turned on the water to rub the towel clean.
"Actually, you're braver than me, Zheng Cheng." Hanyu wrung out the towel and slowly dried his hands. "You can face your illness, while I'm still avoiding my master's death."
"I'm brave? Do I not want to escape? Isn't it because you didn't exist before?" Zheng Cheng laughed self-deprecatingly and put his arm around his shoulders. "Let me hide for a while longer. Let's hide together for a while longer."
The spicy aroma of instant noodles still lingered on her lips. Fortunately, both of them were the same and neither of them would dislike the other.
"Didn't you say you wanted to take a day off?" Hanyu asked him, holding his waist with his hands, but pressing him harder towards himself.
"Take a break, I'll take another day off." Moisture filled Zheng Cheng's eyes again, and he pressed Hanyu against the chopping board regardless of anything.
"I'm tired... I'm always being robbed of the things I care about most... and I have to pretend... I don't care." Zheng Cheng nuzzled him, whispering between kisses, "One more day off... Tomorrow, let me be brave again, okay?"
It was too hard to resist the man who always acted so bossy and suddenly softened his tone to beg. Hanyu's back suddenly stiffened, and his hands had already reached into the baggy old T-shirt without his control.
…
Hu Hanyu broke his promise that day and did not cook dinner.
"You want a hamburger? The one at Rock Shark." After looking around, Hanyu chose the one he had seen Zheng Cheng eat at before.
"Yeah, I'm fine with anything." Zheng Cheng was leaning against his chest, lazily running his fingers along the mark just below Hanyu's collarbone. "How long will it take for it to be delivered?"
"About half an hour."
"So fast." Zheng Cheng bit it again unwillingly.
"Haven't you had enough fun yet?" After paying, Hanyu threw his phone away, hugged him up, and avoided Zheng Cheng's attack.
In fact, Zheng Cheng was not that addicted. Just lying on him was enough to make him feel at ease.
He moved his body to lean more firmly against Hanyu, and the concave point of his nose bridge just happened to be stuck on the side of Hanyu's neck, so he could feel his steadily beating pulse.
"You have pierced ears?" Zheng Cheng kept touching his earlobe with one hand, and found a subtle lip.
"Well, a few of my brothers wore it on each other because they thought it was cool." Hanyu's earlobe became hot from being pinched by him, so he could only take action to stop him.
"Did Tuo give it to you?" Zheng Cheng looked up at him.
"...Yes, he did it." Hanyu froze for a moment, then answered honestly, then flatteringly pressed him onto his shoulders, "I haven't worn it for a long time."
"Can I wear this myself?" Zheng Cheng touched his earlobe. "Please let me wear one. I want one too."
"How could I bear to do that to you?" Hanyu turned over and pulled him into his arms, holding his head and kissing him again, "Tianyi knows someone, I'll take you to the store to fight."
When he went to the store, Zheng Cheng thought of his cell phone which had not been turned on yet, and he kept his head down and said nothing.
"By the way, Zhou Min asked me if he could come see you." Hanyu's voice came from above his head. After a moment of hesitation, he added, "And Xiaoming."
Xiao Ming.
Hearing this name, Zheng Cheng climbed onto Hanyu's back tightly, as if he wanted to squeeze himself into his body.
"The person I feel most sorry for in the world is Xiao Ming." Zheng Cheng said in a low voice.
"Is the Little Green Book account still under review? Can it be returned?" Hanyu touched the back of his head. "Aren't we supposed to be braver tomorrow? If you want to hide, just hide for a while longer, even if it's okay to hide for a while longer."
Well, I’ll hide for a while, one day, two days, a week. I really want to stay like this forever, hiding in Hu Hanyu’s house, hiding in Hu Hanyu’s arms.
Zheng Cheng raised his head to find his lips, then closed his eyes and took advantage of his tolerance to feel his heat, briefly turning the guilt and anxiety in his heart into fuel to ignite.
Hanyu let him kiss and rub him, and the two of them stayed so affectionate until the doorbell rang again.
"I'll give you my old backup phone. If I'm out these few days, I'll use it to communicate." Hanyu helped him put a straw in the lemon tea and handed it to him. "The electronic payment is still linked, and the password is the same as my current phone."
Zheng Cheng took the phone without saying a word, biting his lips tightly, and subconsciously opened the little green book.
Even though Zheng Yuan had already started controlling the comments, the weight of Hanyu's account still allowed him to see notes that used the code abbreviation gegz to discuss the cancellation of Guan Ergongzi's account.
A censored group photo caught his eye.
【(Amplify) There is no need to clarify anything he didn’t say!!
Authorized to forward the notes of netizen @清江小学酥, please help spread it!
I am the person in the photo who took a photo with gegz at Qingjiang University on x/x. Because of my husband's request, I have never posted our photos online. But when I saw rumors being spread about him today, I really can't sit still!
I recognized him that day and asked for a photo. I also asked him if he was a senior from Qingjiang. He denied it on the spot and said he was just visiting a friend.
So what is said on the Internet is just a rumor!
His account recommends conscientious stores and his reviews are all very sincere. Such a conscientious blogger should not be wronged for no reason! Please help me spread the word and clear gegz's name!
Many fans were lining up to support and expand his post. He saw many familiar IDs in the comment section. Among them, there was one that made him tear up instantly:
[Tomorrow will be better: After looking through all his notes, he never mentioned any connection to Qingjiang University! Please don't let the rumormongers succeed!]
He put down his phone, and Hanyu pretended not to notice and just pushed the pink tissue in front of him.
Covering his face with a tissue for a long time, Zheng Cheng continued to bite into the hamburger, chewing and swallowing each bite carefully, just like the order he was rebuilding in his mind bit by bit.
"The application to cancel the Little Green Book can be withdrawn within seven days." After chewing half a burger, he slowly said, "Please tell them to give me two more days."
"Okay." Hanyu agreed immediately.
"Hanyu, do you have anything else to do today?" Zheng Cheng asked.
"Huh? Nothing. After washing the clothes, I'll go to the supermarket and buy you some daily necessities. Is there anything you want me to do?" Hanyu was a little confused.
"Teach me how to wash clothes." Zheng Cheng said.
"Hmm? Okay..." Hanyu stuffed the burger into his mouth in a daze.
"From now on, I want you to teach me everything." Zheng Cheng picked up the burger again, "I want to... try everything myself."
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