In the early morning of the next day, Zhou Yu got up slightly earlier than Chen Wei.
He was used to Hongye lying motionless in that position, but suddenly he saw a different person curled up, and he was even a little unaccustomed to it. Zhou Yu walked closer and took a closer look, and found that Chen Wei's face was twitching unnaturally, as if he was immersed in a nightmare.
Zhou Yu shook his shoulders vigorously. Within a few seconds, Chen Wei sat up from the sofa and stared at the ceiling, motionless.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
"...Yeah, it happens all the time."
Chen Wei rubbed his face and said in a accustomed tone: "I come into contact with strange things from time to time. It would be strange if I don't have nightmares."
"Isn't it because you are worried about Mr. Zhang?"
"Although the matter of being kidnapped does give me a headache, it is not as serious as you think, classmate Zhou... You may not believe it, but it is common for dwarves to encounter such incidents, but in the end they are able to turn danger into good fortune. Than I've been through worse situations now, so it's not a big deal right now."
Chen Wei slapped his cheek hard twice to make the remaining expression on his face natural, and then continued: "If we lived in a movie similar to "The Truman Show," then she would probably be the heroine."
"You always seem to say things like this. Are you some kind of skeptic?"
"Is it normal? Is life real? This is a question that everyone has thought about more or less. I would say that maybe children think about it the most. Because for most people, childhood is a distance from philosophical issues. Recently. Whether it’s doubting life or fearing death, you won’t be able to think about these things as an adult.”
“Are you praising Peter Pan-esque hedonism?”
"No, it's just that there is no point in thinking about this. Classmate Zhou, if one day you suddenly know that your life is just a performance, what are you going to do?"
"...I'm not interested in being a monkey in the zoo."
"Hypothetical situation. If one day, you find that the whole purpose of your existence is to please some viewers, and there is no option to refuse to be watched. What are you going to do? Is it to completely change the trajectory of your life, or is it to simply How about death?"
Zhou Yu, who was about to go to the kitchen to cook noodles, stopped, thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter."
"Does it not matter if you die?"
"No, it doesn't matter if there is an audience or not. It doesn't matter whether life is real or fake. For me, as long as I live, I have to complete what I should do. That's all."
After saying that, he walked into the kitchen and lit the stove. By the time Chen Wei finished washing up, noodles were also brought to the table.
"Good job."
He put his hands together to thank Zhou Yu, picked up the bowl and took two bites, showing a look that seemed like he was deep in thought.
"...Classmate Zhou, let me ask. What is the order in which you cook noodles?"
Zhou Yu, who was sitting opposite him, raised his head and said, "What order do you mean?"
"It's the order of boiling water and adding noodles. Generally, how long does it take to boil water and add noodles?"
"Shouldn't they be put together? Just add the noodles when you pour the water into the pot."
"...Haha, ah, is that so? Let me ask you again, do you choose rice when making fried rice?"
"Can't we just use regular rice?"
"No, what I mean is, are you using freshly steamed rice or overnight rice?"
"Why do you need to eat food that has been left overnight? Food that has been left out for a long time is prone to bacteria."
"I see... Then, Mr. Zhou, do you usually order takeout?"
"No. The hygiene problem in that kind of small restaurant is more serious than the overnight meal, right?"
After hearing this, the smile on Chen Wei's face became even brighter. He nodded and said, "I understand, it's really hard for someone like you to live alone."
"...It's not delicious, is it?"
"Well, how should I put it? It's a bit disrespectful to describe this kind of taste as unpalatable... To be honest, it should be very unpalatable. It's the kind of thing that only happens when you have to make all the mistakes of a novice. How unpalatable."
Zhou Yu frowned unhappily. Although he didn't think he was a great cook, he at least let Hongye eat it for a few days, and he ate it all upright every time. In addition, his benchmark for measuring the level of cooking skills has always been the leftovers made by Zhou Yu. There is no doubt that his strength as a newbie is more than 20% stronger than Zhou Yu's, and he is definitely not as unbearable as Chen Wei said.
"You are too picky. Food made without restaurant seasonings should have this taste."
Chen Wei nodded perfunctorily and said: "Yes... Although I'm not sure whether it's a problem with your life experience or a problem with your taste nerves, Mr. Zhou, but let me do the lunch. I'll just go back and buy some fresh vegetables." It’s healthier for both of us.”
Zhou Yu stared at him inexplicably: "Do you think now is the time to do such a thing?"
"It should be said that it's just the right time, right? Since there is an important operation in the evening, it is necessary to eat well before that. From an optimistic point of view, this is to recuperate and recuperate; from a pessimistic point of view, even a death row prisoner can have a decapitated meal. .”
Zhou Yu was too lazy to argue with this guy. He said nonchalantly: "Whatever you want." Then he got up and returned to the bedroom to study the bone sword.
A few hours later, Chen Wei knocked on the door and asked him to come out for dinner. Although he didn't feel hungry, Zhou Yu, who was somewhat angry, immediately hid the sword back in the umbrella, opened the door and walked into the living room.
"Please, even though it's all home-cooked food."
Indeed, as Chen Wei said, the three dishes are scrambled eggs with Chinese toon, lettuce with smooth meat and spring rolls with bean sprouts. They are not very rare and difficult to make, but they happen to be seasonal dishes. Light green, light yellow, light red, fresh colors look very comfortable.
After actually tasting the dishes, although Zhou Yu was unwilling to take the initiative to praise the other party, Zhou Yu could only say: "...you are really a homely person."
"After all, there is no future in my major. If I don't make much in the future, I have to find some other points, right? If I meet someone like you, Mr. Zhou, I will have to fend for myself."
Zhou Yu slowly swallowed the lettuce slices, and then said: "Classmate Chen, do you know why you are so good at cooking, but you can't catch a glutton? It's because you don't know how to close your mouth when eating."
The lethality of these words exceeded Zhou Yu's expectation, and Chen Wei actually shut his mouth. It wasn't until lunch was over that he said casually: "How about it? Leave dinner to me too."
"That's fine. Then I'll just wash the dishes."
Zhou Yu stood up to clean up the dishes. When cleaning Chen Wei's bowl, he even frowned and went back to the bedroom to get a brand new rag.
Seeing this scene, Chen Wei could only smile bitterly: "You are no longer a mysophobia, but a misanthrope, right?"
"Please don't think too much about it, I don't have a problem with men - I'm only targeting you."
So Chen Wei shut up again and didn't say another unnecessary word until dinner started.
Halfway through dinner, he finally said casually: "Classmate Zhou, are you going to leave later?"
"Yeah. I'll leave at eight o'clock."
"How about we just don't go this time?"
Zhou Yu stopped his chopsticks and looked up at the other party. Chen Wei said with a gentle smile: "I have a very bad feeling about the agreement between you and Mr. Zhou, the kidnapper. To be cautious, I decided to go and talk to Mr. Sang Lian in the rental house first. Talk, this is also to ensure your safety, classmate Zhou."
"...Do you think you can stop me?"
"You can't use force. But I'm really sorry, I found this in the drawer."
He opened the drawer and took out a vial containing sleeping pills.
"It said the onset of effect is twenty minutes. I put four tablets in your soup, and now the time is approaching. While I go to negotiate, please be obedient and sleep for a while. Good night, classmate Zhou .”
Zhou Yu looked at him intently for a while, then put down the bowl and said, "Classmate Chen, do you know anything about sleeping pills?"
"I really don't know much about it, but four pills is not a small dose, right?"
"That depends on the type of sleeping pill. For example, diazepam, which is a diazepam, has a very slow onset of action and only lasts four hours. Different people have different drug resistance. As for benzodiazepines, trizolam, Because it takes effect very quickly and has a strong effect, it is even used by criminals as a drug."
Looking at the other person's expression, Zhou Yu showed an extremely sober smile.
"What a pity, classmate Chen. I am taking both of these two kinds of medicine. Although there is a medicine bottle of Sanzolam in the living room, it only contains Dixiban which is very ineffective on me. The real Sanzolam, It's the one I put in the bedroom and smeared on the rim of your bowl when I was washing the dishes at noon."
With an expression exclusive to a winner, he stood up and walked around behind the opponent.
"Then while I'm going to deal with Sang Lian, please be obedient and sleep for a while. Good night, classmate Chen."
