Chapter 299 Xiao Zheng: Yubai, stay!
Before Zhao Yubai could react, he was already picked up by Xiao Zheng.
The sudden action left him completely stunned.
She could only stare blankly at the man in front of her, and instinctively held up the umbrella that Xiao Zheng had stuffed into her.
My mind was blank, and there was no other sound except the sound of the man's footsteps on the bluestone bricks in the alley.
Everything around me seemed so blurry, only the man in front of me was so real.
I don't know how long it took,
The man suddenly put him down.
Zhao Yubai suddenly realized what was happening and said helplessly, "I...just now...thank you! Actually, I could have walked here, but I'd like to trouble you...to take me here."
He was too embarrassed to say the word "hug".
But Xiao Zheng's embrace was really warm, which made him very attached to it.
Zhao Yubai lowered his head, and the darkness around him perfectly concealed his flushed cheeks.
Xiao Zheng couldn't see his expression clearly, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard nothing unusual in his words.
He had hugged Zhao Yubai on impulse just now, and he was quite nervous, fearing that the intimate action would make Zhao Yubai sick.
Fortunately, Zhao Yubai looked normal.
Xiao Zheng opened the door to the courtyard and said softly, "Come in first! It's raining too hard outside."
Looking at the open door in front of him, Zhao Yubai hesitated for a moment, but still walked in.
He walked a few steps and realized that Xiao Zheng didn't have an umbrella, so he turned around and held the umbrella over his head.
"You're all wet."
With the help of the light in the yard, Zhao Yubai clearly saw that half of Xiao Zheng's body was wet by the rain.
"fine!"
Seeing that he was only concerned with holding the umbrella for himself, with his body outside, Xiao Zheng hurriedly said, "Go inside first, don't catch a cold."
Zhao Yubai nodded at him and followed him into the living room.
This courtyard house is considered an old building in Kyoto. It has a good layout and the house is spacious enough.
Zhao Yubai looked around curiously and found that the furnishings in the living room were all made of valuable mahogany.
"You have so many antiques in your house!"
He pointed to a gramophone not far away and said, "This thing looks very old."
"This is my mother's house. She likes to collect antiques."
Xiao Zheng took out slippers from the shoe cabinet and squatted down next to Zhao Yubai.
When he reached out his hand, he suddenly realized that this action was too extreme.
He used to help Zhao Yubai change his shoes often, and everything he had done to this person was deeply buried in his mind and had long become a habit.
Xiao Zheng's eyes were red, his fingers froze in mid-air, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.
Sensing his movements, Zhao Yubai took a step back, blushing and whispering, "I...I can do it myself."
Xiao Zheng hurriedly stood up from the ground, "I'll get you a towel."
He turned around and walked quickly into the room.
Zhao Yubai looked at his departing back, and his eyes became complicated when he thought of Xiao Zheng's actions just now.
So strange!
Xiao Zheng gave him a very familiar feeling, as if they had a very close past.
But looking at Xiao Zheng's attitude towards him, it didn't seem like they had ever met before.
Zhao Yubai couldn't figure it out and frowned irritably.
Xiao Zheng came back quickly with a clean towel in his hand.
He was still wearing his wet coat and had no time to change when a towel was brought to him.
"Yubai, wipe your hair first."
Zhao Yubai thanked him and took the towel. He pointed at Xiao Zheng's clothes and said, "Your clothes are all wet. Go change them too!"
Xiao Zheng didn't rush to change his clothes. He made a pot of hot tea in the kitchen and brought it to the living room.
"Yubai, drink some hot water to warm your body first."
He pointed to the mahogany chair in the living room and said, "Sit down first, don't stand."
"Xiao Zheng, you don't have to be busy anymore, go change your clothes first."
Zhao Yubai's clear eyes made Xiao Zheng even more at a loss. He looked away and whispered, "Sit down first. I'll go change my clothes."
Xiao Zheng returned to the bedroom and took off his coat.
He was excited and scared at the same time when he thought that his beloved was in the living room.
He wanted to have contact with Zhao Yubai, but was afraid that excessive contact would make Zhao Yubai sick.
The contradictions and entanglements made him not know what to do.
Xiao Zheng changed his clothes and came to the living room.
Seeing Zhao Yubai sitting on the chair, the warm orange light fell on him, making him look particularly gentle.
This scene made Xiao Zheng's eyes hot.
He glanced over, suppressed the urge to cry, and adjusted his mood before walking over.
Hearing footsteps, Zhao Yubai turned around and looked over.
Xiao Zheng was wearing a simple T-shirt and casual pants.
It suits his age, but he has a very special charm.
Zhao Yubai looked at him deeply, then quickly glanced away, his fingers nervously pinching the corner of his clothes.
The atmosphere became ambiguous for no reason.
Zhao Yubai felt that he should say something, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.
He was silent for a moment, and when Xiao Zheng came over and sat opposite him, he said, "I'm really sorry to bother you today. I passed by here and thought that you confiscated the money for the meal last time, so I planned to give you some cakes."
Zhao Yubai hurriedly pushed the cakes on the table over. Seeing that the box was still intact, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness it's not wet."
Xiao Zheng's heart was swollen and painful.
When Zhao Yubai was found in the alley, he was holding this box.
The clothes were wet, but the box was not.
"No need to bring me cakes."
Xiao Zheng's voice was dry: "I don't like sweets."
Zhao Yubai's eyes trembled, and there was obvious disappointment in his eyes: "I'm sorry, I thought you would like to eat cakes."
Xiao Zheng's heart began to ache again, and this time the pain was even worse.
He couldn't bear to see Zhao Yubai feeling down and sad, so he hurriedly asked, "I heard this pastry shop is quite famous. How does it taste?"
Zhao Yubai's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "It's delicious! Especially the old-fashioned pastries, each one is very classic."
He opened the box of pastries, picked out the one he thought was the most delicious, and held the box in front of Xiao Zheng: "Try it, it's really delicious."
Xiao Zheng couldn't bear to refuse, so he picked up a piece and tasted it.
Zhao Yubai: "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Xiao Zheng: "It's delicious."
In fact, he really didn't notice what the pastries tasted like.
All his attention was on Zhao Yubai's face.
Every expression seemed precious to him.
Hearing Xiao Zheng say it was delicious, a thick smile appeared on Zhao Yubai's face: "I said it was delicious."
Gurgle!
The inappropriate sound was particularly noticeable in the quiet living room.
Zhao Yubai lowered his head in embarrassment, covering his stomach with his hands.
"I...I have an upset stomach."
Xiao Zheng knew that he must not have eaten, so he stood up from his chair.
He thought for a moment before saying, "We only have noodles at home. Can we make do with this?"
"Sure!" After answering, Zhao Yubai felt that it was inappropriate and said hurriedly: "Don't bother. I will go home for dinner when the rain stops."
Xiao Zheng couldn't bear to let him go back hungry. "It will be ready soon. Eat something first."
Zhao Yubai nodded gently: "Sorry for the trouble."
Xiao Zheng can cook many dishes, but he doesn't dare to cook any of them.
A bowl of West Lake beef soup eaten by Xiao Yu reminded Zhao Yubai of the past, and he was admitted to the hospital.
The food he cooks is likely to bring back memories.
Xiao Zheng made a bowl of egg noodles and deliberately added a little less salt according to Zhao Yubai's taste.
He came out of the kitchen with a bowl in his hand, "Yubai, it's time to eat."
Zhao Yubai walked over quickly and frowned when he saw the egg noodles.
He didn't like egg noodles very much, but since it was made by Xiao Zheng, he was too embarrassed to refuse it directly.
Picking up the chopsticks, Zhao Yubai tasted the noodles.
So bland!
How to eat this?
He swallowed it with difficulty, not wanting to take a second bite.
But I'm very hungry.
Zhao Yubai pursed his lips and hesitated before picking up the second bite with his chopsticks.
Xiao Zheng took in his difficult expression and felt very uncomfortable.
He can't even cook a meal for Zhao Yubai now, what use is he?
"Yubai, I'm sorry! My cooking is terrible."
Xiao Zheng picked up the umbrella in the corner and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go buy something to eat."
"It's raining too hard outside, don't go!"
Zhao Yubai wanted to stop him, but Xiao Zheng had already walked out of the yard.
The rain was heavy, and white mist rose outside, submerging Xiao Zheng's figure.
Zhao Yubai stood at the door, his eyes filled with anxiety.
It’s raining so hard, where did Xiao Zheng go to buy food?
He secretly hated himself. He shouldn't have been so obvious when eating just now.
After all, that was the meal Xiao Zheng worked hard to prepare, he shouldn't be ungrateful.
Zhao Yubai blamed himself terribly and was extremely anxious.
Twenty minutes later, a familiar figure appeared outside the door.
"Xiao Zheng!"
Zhao Yubai stepped out of the door and tried to go over, but was stopped by Xiao Zheng who came over quickly: "Don't come over, it's raining too hard outside."
Zhao Yubai stopped and hesitated when Xiao Zheng came over.
He placed his umbrella on the umbrella stand and said to Zhao Yubai, "I bought wontons."
Zhao Yubai's eyes lit up: "Isn't the wonton shop closed?"
Xiao Zheng's eyes flashed: "I know where the boss's house is."
"Did you knock on the boss's door?"
Zhao Yubai asked nervously, "Did the boss say anything to you?"
"We are all old neighbors on this street. It's not worth just a bowl of wontons."
Xiao Zheng took off his coat, hung it on the hanger, and took the wontons to the restaurant.
"It's still hot, eat it quickly."
Zhao Yubai felt warm in his heart: "Xiao Zheng, thank you!"
Xiao Zheng curled the corners of his lips.
Zhao Yubai found that there was only a bowl of wontons, but there were other snacks.
"Get another bowl and we'll eat together."
Zhao Yubai couldn't bear to let Xiao Zheng go hungry.
"I eat noodles, don't waste them."
Xiao Zheng pushed the wontons in front of Zhao Yubai: "Eat quickly, or they'll get cold."
Zhao Yubai moved his lips.
I wanted to say that those noodles had been touched, but Xiao Zheng had already started eating, so I had to swallow the words back.
He watched Xiao Zheng eat the noodles that night, his heart pounding.
Is this situation too ambiguous now?
Xiao Zheng is single now, and I don’t know if he has any plans to remarry.
What kind of person does he like? Men or women?
Zhao Yubai ate a bowl of wontons while he was daydreaming.
After the meal, the rain did not stop, but instead became heavier.
Zhao Yubai checked the traffic information on his mobile phone and found that the traffic was congested and some places were flooded.
He frowned in embarrassment: "Can I get a taxi around here?"
Xiao Zheng: "In this situation, it's probably going to be hard to get a taxi."
Zhao Yubai: "I'll take the subway back."
The old town is far away from the subway station. There is water all around in the middle of the night, and it is not safe to walk to the subway station.
Xiao Zheng was worried, and after some hesitation he said, "Yubai, don't leave tonight."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
