Fu Jinxiao instructed: "Stop interacting with Zhang Chi and go back to the room early."

Shen Xingsui didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In the eyes of Fu Yingdi, he always seemed unable to take care of himself: "I know, I'll go back upstairs after dinner, don't worry, I'll call you then."

Fu Jinxiao nodded: "Yes."

Shen Xingsui seemed to hear the sound of rain over him, and it was raining here too, a faint longing sprouted in my heart, and they had not seen each other for almost a month, each time they met was very short, and each time they separated. The time between them is so long, and the distance between them is not the kind of distance that can be met by a phone call.

Everyone is working, everyone is busy.

However, Shen Xingsui has a restrained temperament. He is afraid that if he asks too much, he will be considered ignorant, so even if he misses a lot, he will not do willful things.

The rain was spreading down the window, and Shen Xingsui said softly, "Where are you?"

"What?" Fu Jinxiao was silent for a while, his voice was slow, and he seemed to have a slight smile: "Did you miss me?"

Shen Xingsui's face flushed, a little embarrassed: "I didn't mean that."

After the rebuttal, he was silent again.

He said something against his heart, but I really hope Fu Jinxiao can understand.

Fu Jinxiao responded in a low voice. In the silent night, his voice was low and magnetic, as if with a little lingering affection: "I miss you too."

Like a drop of mellow honey falling on the apex of the heart, the whole heart is slowly surrounded by warmth.

Shen Xingsui held his mobile phone and was reluctant to part with it. He couldn't see each other. Even the time he spent on the phone was so extravagant that he really didn't want to hang up.

But he was about to eat, and he still hung up the communication reluctantly.

When I came down from the second floor, I was surprised to find that Zhang Chi made the dinner very grand. The candle-lit dinner was on the table, and there was even red wine on the table. It didn't seem to be a casual dinner, but a very Solemn date dinner.

Zhang Chi came out of the kitchen and said, "I don't know what you like to eat. Just make a little bit."

Standing beside the table, Shen Xingsui hesitated, "Is it so rich?"

Zhang Chi squinted his eyes and smiled and said, "I wanted to make some casually, but thinking that today is my birthday, I unknowingly made more, wouldn't you mind?"

What's the point of someone else's birthday?

Shen Xingsui shook his head and said, "I don't mind."

However, they were still surprised by the sumptuous dinner. Both of them sat at the table. Chen Xingsui ate a few bites of the food and found that it was not bad. Zhang Chi's kitchen has actually improved in foreign countries over the years. I remember a junior high school time. When I went to his house, he cooked a dish that was unpalatable to death.

Zhang Chi obviously thought of it himself, smiled and said, "I used to be very good, and I couldn't do anything well."

Shen Xingsui replied softly, "Everyone has something they are good at or not good at."

Zhang Chi looked at Jian Mei under the light and said softly, "Unfortunately, before you, I always thought that cooking was delicious."

Because at that time, Shen Xingsui ate the unpalatable meal in one bite, so at that time, he always thought that the food he cooked was not unpalatable, even though he also felt it was not good at that time. Eating, but the support of his friends without leaving room for him gave him a lot of confidence.

It wasn't until later that she understood Shen Xingsui's tenderness.

Zhang Chi asked, "Why didn't you tell me at that time?"

"Because it's hard for me to cook by myself." Shen Xingsui thought of his many dark dishes, and smiled at him: "We are half a catty, so don't laugh at anyone else."

After listening to Zhang Chi, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

He likes this feeling very much, being able to sit at the table on a rainy and silent night and talk to his old friends, and when he recalls the past, he feels more and more that they once had a lot of good memories, and those are all he wants to save. .

Shen Xingsui looked delicate and handsome under the light. When he laughed, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be covered with a gentle smile. Maybe the food was a little spicy, so it seemed that his well-shaped red lips were extraordinarily delicate and beautiful. Zhang Chi drank two glasses of wine. , he felt as if his heart was on fire. Taking advantage of the wine, he dared to say, "Sui Sui, you can accompany me for a drink."

Shen Xingsui said softly, "I'm not good at drinking, so I don't drink anymore."

Zhang Chi felt even more depressed.

The rain outside the door was pouring down, and the person he liked was in front of him, but he couldn't do anything.

"It's okay, this red wine has a low degree of alcohol. Today is my birthday, so you should celebrate it for me." Zhang Chi picked up the bottle and poured himself a half glass, and then poured it for Shen Xingsui: "Just drink a little. "

He drank this wine himself, so it dispelled many of Shen Xingsui's doubts.

In addition, Zhang Chi originally cooked the meal at this table, so he should thank others, and it was his birthday, so it seemed that there was no reason to refuse.

Shen Xingsui hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhang Chi smiled and said, "I'll pour it for you!"

Maybe he was really excited. He was unstable when he held the red wine glass, the glass shattered on the ground, the glass splashed around, and the sound was loud and shocking.

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