Chapter 43: A few daily routines
1. Tattoos and new obsessions
In the tattoo parlor on an early summer evening, a kiss on the tattoo filled Shang Mu's years of emptiness. While curing the pain of love, it also gave rise to a new habit.
For example, he now likes to be kissed on his tattoo
The attacks became more frequent than before. Every other day, if he didn't get a kiss on the tattoo, he would itch all over and feel like throwing a tantrum.
The doctor said that this hobby is completely acceptable and does not require treatment.
The rose tattoo on the upper left abdomen is as bright red as cinnabar, and it is especially bright and tempting when it is stained with sweat.
Every time Zhou Wangchuan kissed him, Shang Mu would grab his shoulders tightly, his waist and abdomen rising and falling slightly, as if he was ticklish and craving it.
The kiss covers gently like a feather.
But the quality of the tattoo seems to be not so good. In less than half a year, the bright red rose faded and became pale.
The tattoo artist denied the blame, saying the tattoo had never faded before and that it must have been the client's own doing.
2. Senior's cooking skills
Zhou Wangchuan is a very busy man who is occasionally called back to the emergency room on his days off. However, he still uses his unremitting spirit of study, high enthusiasm and great ambition to develop his culinary skills within the limited time.
He likes to invent new dishes and explore new ingredients, such as using some nourishing Chinese medicinal herbs as ingredients.
He was very satisfied with his cooking skills and cooked for Shang Mu every day. Occasionally, when he came up with a new dish, he would have a late-night snack.
During Shang Mu's time in the hospital after surgery, Zhou Wangchuan used his culinary skills to prepare nutritious, light meals for every meal. Occasionally, when he was unable to cook due to surgery, he would have his parents' nanny prepare and bring him meals.
One day, the nanny might have remembered it wrongly. Shang Mu was eating the meal made by Zhou Wangchuan when the nanny brought him another one. It was delicious and tasty.
Auntie Zhong, the nurse, was tidying the room. She looked at the two meals in front of him and said with a smile: "Doctor Zhou's medical skills are great, but his cooking skills seem average.
Shang Mu swallowed a piece of unknown medicinal material with difficulty, took a sip of soup, and said, "Every profession has its own specialization.
Aunt Zhong crouched down at the door stealthily to take a look, then returned to the bedside and said in a low voice, "Doctor Zhou is not here. If it tastes bad, don't eat it. I'll throw it away for you, and you can eat the one the nanny brought you.
She pointed to the meal that the nanny had just brought over, which was clearly made by a professional chef.
Shang Mu shook his head decisively: "No.
After a while, Zhou Wangchuan came to the ward to see him, checked his health, and casually asked, "Have you finished your meal? Is it delicious?"
Shang Mu said: "It's delicious.
Zhou Wangchuan smiled with his teeth showing: "Then I will do it for you tomorrow.
"Okay." Shang Mu said.
You have to pay for meals at restaurants, but you don’t have to pay for meals cooked by your family. Just saying “it’s delicious” is like paying for meals cooked by your family.
3. Shut down
Zhou Wangchuan was driving when he saw Shang Mu waiting for him on the roadside from a distance. He lowered his head and looked a little listless.
He drove over and stopped by the roadside. Shang Mu opened the door and got in. Without saying a word, he fastened his seat belt and made a zippering gesture with his lips.
Zhou Wangchuan understood: "It's turned off?
Shang Mu nodded weakly
Zhou Wangchuan touched his hair and said: "Let's go to the supermarket to buy some food, and then we will go home.
Shang Mu had always felt that a person's energy was limited. Once one spoke more than the limit, and output outstripped input, one would become listless and lack energy, requiring rest and recuperation.
Zhou Wangchuan understood him perfectly. Traditional Chinese medicine says, "When the mouth is open, the spirit and energy disperse." If you talk too much, you'll feel empty and powerless.
Arriving at the supermarket, Zhou Wangchuan put a bottle of juice into the shopping cart and his sleeve was pulled.
Shang Mu shook his head at him, put his two palms together, pressed his fingertips together, and arched his backs.
Zhou Wangchuan recognized the pattern he was gesturing: "You want peach flavor?
Shang Mu nodded.
Zhou Wangchuan searched the shelves and found peach-flavored juice to replace the apple-flavored one.
Pushing the shopping cart to the vegetable section, Zhou Wangchuan picked up two zucchini. Shang Mu pulled him aside and pointed at his clothes.
Zhou Wangchuan took a look at his lavender shirt and understood: "Don't eat zucchini, eat eggplant?
Shang Mu nodded.
Zhou Wangchuan asked again: "Do you want to eat chopped pepper eggplant tonight?
Shang Mu nodded again and gave a thumbs up. Awesome!
Zhou Wangchuan smiled.
In the following purchase, one person talked and the other gestured. The shopping cart was soon full.
Passing by the snack area, Shang Mu glanced at the shelves. Zhou Wangchuan smiled, put his arm around his shoulders, and pushed him forward: "No potato chips allowed.
Shang Mu looked at him depressedly, and at the same time his eyes turned with a hint of temptation.
Zhou Wangchuan added: "You are not allowed to eat spicy strips either.
Shang Mu sighed silently and walked forward resignedly.
On the way home, soft music played in the car, and Shang Mu nestled in the passenger seat, closing his eyes and resting. After a while, he said, "Change song."
Zhou Wangchuan tilted his head to look at him and said with a smile: "Is it turned on?
Shang Mu nodded, then shook his head
Zhou Wangchuan continued driving
Well, it's not on yet, just in standby mode.
4. Wooden sign
On the top of Xuechan Mountain, there is a square pavilion with wooden prayer signs hanging densely on it.
When Zhou Wangchuan brought Shang Mu to Xuechan Mountain for the first time, they were having a disagreement. Even when they held hands when passing the Lover's Pier, Shang Mu kept a cold face and did not speak.
When he reached the top of the mountain, he saw everyone rushing to hang up wooden prayer plaques. Shang Mu walked over and bought one. He wrote for a while before hanging the plaque in the corner.
Zhou Wangchuan was waiting for him nearby. Seeing him scribbling and rewriting for a long time, and looking a little sad, he went to buy him a bottle of Coke, which he was usually not allowed to drink.
They held hands again when they went down the mountain, and Shang Mu's mood seemed to have improved.
When the two went to climb Xuechan Mountain for the second time, when they reached the top, Zhou Wangchuan asked Shang Mu if he still wanted to write the wooden sign.
Shang Mu shook his head and said that he had already finished what he wanted to write last time.
This trip was very pleasant. The two of them were in tune with each other. Every glance and every hand holding was filled with tenderness and sweetness.
After the holiday, Shang Mu returned to work and found a strip of wood in his bag.
He took it out and was stunned for a moment. It was exactly the kind of wooden sign sold on the top of Xuechan Mountain.
He immediately recognized it as the one he bought when he first climbed Xuechan Mountain.
On the front is his handwriting from a few years ago, scribbled and revised, hesitant and desperate.
"Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?
He was moved and turned the wooden sign over.
On the back is a line of powerful handwriting
“You know I will.
[End of article]
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