Tao You deleted, deleted, and subtracted from the input box, exited and came in again. He did not immediately reply to Hong Xiqi's message, but bit his fingers and refreshed the chat interface continuously.
I want to see Song Yimian's reply before making a decision.
Hong Xiqi was not in a hurry and started discussing where to eat with Gu Yi.
After their discussion was over and the final decision was made, Song Yimian finally went online.
'I have something to do today, let's get together next time. "
——Something happened?
Tao You flipped through the chat history with Song Yimian in the morning. He said he was at home all day.
——Maybe it’s something temporary.
'Xiao Youyou, what about you? "Not allowing Tao You to think too much, Hong Xiqi called her in the group again.
This time, Tao You no longer hesitated and quickly pressed his thumbs on the screen, "I'm already cooking. Let's do it next time." "
Since Song Yi couldn't force her to go, it would most likely be boring for her to follow Hong Xiqi and Gu Yi. She could already imagine what it would be like if she went out to eat with them... She didn't necessarily have enough food. But the dog food must be enough...she might as well not go and shine.
'It's such an unfortunate coincidence... OK. Then let's go eat together and make a pathfinder for you. If it doesn't taste good, we'll choose another restaurant next time. "
Hong Xiqi sent an emoticon of "What a pity" and "Peeping", and was briefly sad for half a minute. Then she happily discussed with Gu Yi whether to change restaurants to eat spicy food. She felt like going back to her grandma's house. These days, her ability to eat spicy food has improved a lot. There was also a new batch of comic books arriving at the bookstore in the afternoon, and she was going to grab them.
Tao You directly changed the group to do not disturb, peeled an orange, went back to the kitchen and looked at the pot that had just boiled, roughly calculated the time, then went to lie down on the sofa, turned on his phone and started looking for electronic pickles for a while.
"What did you eat for lunch today?" Song Yimian sent a message in the private chat window.
Tao You casually forwarded the photos of several bowls of food being served to his parents that he had just taken.
The photo was sent successfully, but Song Yimian has yet to reply.
Tao You enlarged the photo to look at the bowls of dishes. Half of them were the dishes she ordered yesterday and were cooked by her confident cousin who was cooking for the second time. Although there were no dishes and the taste was average, in order to encourage her cousin, She still ate better.
Except for her, no one in the family had touched these bowls of food on the dining table. Thinking that she really liked to eat them, she asked her to bring them all back and destroy them.
After a long night of cooking, coupled with the bumps on the road, it won't look very good.
Tao You was worried that Song Yimian would think he was sloppy, so he hurriedly sent a message to explain, "Although it doesn't look very good, it is edible. My cousin made it last night, and my dad asked me to bring it back to deal with it."
'It's normal to eat leftovers during the New Year..."
"Yeah." Song Yimian sent a catchphrase that is most likely to make people speculate, and then disappeared again.
Tao You searched for a TV for a while, and finally chose the variety show he had watched many times.
When I was falling asleep on the sofa, the alarm clock set in advance on my mobile phone also rang in time.
She rubbed her eyes, stretched, and went to eat.
'I'm downstairs. Open the door for me in a moment. "Song Yimian, who had just taken a few bites of rice and disappeared for a while, suddenly sent a voice message.
Tao You almost choked on the fat that slid down her throat. She clenched her fist and hit her chest twice. She listened to this sentence over and over again, and then asked, 'What are you doing here? "
'Is there a problem? "
'..." Song Yimian didn't reply, maybe he didn't pay attention on the elevator.
She rolled her eyes, glanced at the little rice left in the bowl, and sent another message, "I don't have much rice for you. I brought this rice back from my hometown. It's just for one person." That’s a lot! And the leftovers were not tasty at all. "
She can't handle such a dish... even if she just looks at it
He didn't want Song Yimian to see it.
'Wait for next time. Next time I cook, you can come and eat. My dad says I have a talent for cooking. "
Song Yimian responded very quickly this time, "Don't worry, I won't compete with you for food. I just ate at home and it was the leftovers from last night. It didn't taste very good." "
'I'll feed you. "He replied to the previous question.
'Okay, I'm waiting to taste your cooking skills. "
——Feeding, so good!
Song Yimian said that it was normal to eat leftovers, which made Tao You feel more at ease.
She seemed to have been stabbed in the heart, and she put down her chopsticks excitedly. She didn't have time to swallow the food in her mouth, so she ran over and opened the door. The elevator number was still on the first floor. The windows in the corridor were not closed, and the cold wind was blowing. Breathing in and out.
She was only wearing a fleece sweatshirt. Without noticing, the cold wind blew into her neck. She reflexively shrank her head and shivered. She stuffed a slipper under the door to prevent it from being blown shut by the wind, and then trotted back to continue. Have a meal. .
"Officer, in this matter, I really... I... I don't know... I am really unjust... I think I Grandma... She is almost ninety... She is alone in her hometown..." The variety show on the mobile phone continued, and the barrage was full of a series of "Hahaha" .
But Tao You had no intention of reading the content. The sound from the mobile phone penetrated into her ear. After going through the scene in her mind, it came out from the other ear without leaving any trace.
"Refrigerator, color TV, washing machine...sharpening scissors, chopping kitchen knives..." The aunt who collects scraps in the old community opposite still sticks to her post this year as usual, driving her "Coax" on time The noisy electric tricycle slowly circled around the community for two times. There was a speaker hanging on the handlebar and it kept repeating those familiar slogans.
She could read and understand every word printed at the bottom of the mobile phone screen, but she couldn't understand them all together, and her comprehension dropped linearly, almost to the point of negative numbers.
The door swayed back and forth with the wind in the corridor, making slight noises from time to time, and Tao You's heartbeat also fluctuated violently.
Every time there was a sound, she subconsciously looked up at the door.
Return the progress bar of the TV to the middle, force yourself to focus on the variety show, and don't think too much about other things. You are too disappointed.
We haven't seen each other for more than a week, and we just came to deliver some food.
What's there to be nervous about...
But even the fingers that moved the progress bar couldn't help trembling, and gradually became colder. The feet under the table couldn't stop shaking, and several small bottles on the table also shook slightly.
The food in her mouth was a little tasteless, so she simply put down her chopsticks and stopped eating.
The aunt who collected scraps across the street finally drove away in a tricycle. The sound of the horn was no longer heard, and the only sound in the living room was the sound coming from the mobile phone.
Suddenly she felt that the sound on the phone was a little noisy, disturbing her listening to the movement at the door, so she pressed the sound button to turn down the volume by half.
There was no movement in the corridor, and the elevator door didn't open. Although Tao You's eyes were fixed on the screen of his mobile phone, his ears were raised high, always paying attention to the movement at the door.
Finally, when she looked at the door with concern for the countless times, the elevator finally rang a "ding", and then the elevator door slowly opened.
Tao You's heart skipped a beat, biting his chopsticks, he retracted his head and continued eating. Taking a few deep breaths, he suppressed the panic in his heart perfectly, leaving an expressionless calm on his face.
This seems to be an ability she has developed since junior high school. Every time something big is about to happen, such as exams and competitions, or when she has to face unknown things, she will always be nervous about herself, but once she really faces it She can calm down very well and pretend to be particularly bold, brave, calm and confident.
All in all, the more nervous you are in your heart, the more ferocious and calm you look on the outside. This is what her close friends said about her, thinking that she is a
A steady and reliable person.
Only she knows... She's simply too nervous to manage her expressions... She can't laugh...
But this time facing Song Yimian, it seemed that all the methods to calm down his brain had no effect.
She not only hoped that Song Yimian would come over soon, but also hoped that he would arrive later so that she could have some psychological comfort.
Extremely confused.
Song Yimian got out of the elevator. Seeing that the door was open, he knocked politely before entering.
"Didn't you just say you were downstairs? Why are you so slow?"
There was plenty of inner drama ahead, and Tao You, who was nervous and tangled in all sorts of ways, had those uneasy emotions dissipated in an instant when he heard the familiar sound of the elevator and the knock on the door.
She glanced up lightly, then lowered her eyes and continued to look at the phone, as if the variety show on the phone attracted her more.
Song Yimian entered the room, put down the thermos box in his hand, pulled out a chair and sat down opposite her, "Someone asked for directions and gave directions."
Tao You nodded expressionlessly, then quickly glanced at Song Yimian who was right in front of him, and then quickly lowered his eyes.
——We haven’t seen each other for more than a week, but I feel like the person in front of me has become much more handsome.
Tao You cursed in his heart, his cheeks slightly red.
"I brought you braised pork ribs and chicken soup. I see in the photo that you don't have much rice left, and I also brought you fried noodles." Song Yimian said, taking out the dishes one by one, while explaining, "The chicken soup is mine Mom cooked it up early in the morning, using old hens, and my aunt just fried the noodles ten minutes ago. You said you liked it before, so I brought you some more."
With these plates of delicious, tasty and delicious dishes for comparison, Tao You felt that he didn't want to eat those dishes even more.
The lunch that was originally planned to be a simple meal became richer, making people want to enjoy it slowly.
"Don't eat these leftovers. Even though it's only been one night, the taste is definitely not as good as freshly made. Let's leave it for a while for the stray cats downstairs to eat. It won't go to waste." He put the thermos box in front of Tao You.
"Don't be in a hurry to return the thermos box." Song Yimian said slowly and politely picked up the kettle on the table to pour a glass of water. When he found that the kettle was empty, he picked up the electric kettle on the cabinet to boil water and put it away at the same time. Picked up the kitchen utensils used in the kitchen.
But Tao You's attention had long since strayed to a place thousands of miles away.
——The voice has also become better. Is the period of voice change over? It doesn't sound as tight as before. Hehe, it sounds so good, my ears are about to get pregnant. ..
——This hand must have turned white again. Why can't he tan? He's so white all year round.
She looked down at her little black chubby hands.
"Did you hear what I told you?" Song Yimian came out after cleaning up and saw Tao You looking distracted, picking up a few fried noodles with chopsticks but not putting them in his mouth.
He wiped his hands carefully, tapped his fingers on the table, and held back a smile as a reminder.
