Unbridled

51

Lin Wuyu was not interested in cooking. It was fun to help grandma at Ding Ji's house, but it was a bit painful to let him recite the recipe in the kitchen by himself.

Especially now that he and Ding Ji are in a strange position.

Ding Ji must have reacted, but he was not sure if Ding Ji made a decision or had any thoughts.

He cannot move until Ding Ji explicitly tells him any decision.

Ding Ji can't accept it, any expression of his will make Ding Ji disgusted, Ding Ji can accept... If it can be accepted, this time will not be such a movement.

If Ding Ji is still swinging, he might pull Ding Ji and then swing it over, but it is a bit uncomfortable to do so, as if taking advantage of others' danger.

Lin Wuyu sighed and put his attention back on the chicken wings. In order to keep himself focused on the wings, he could only keep the recipe in his head.

This recipe was summarized by Ding Ji very concisely.

I thought I didn't need to cut it, so I had to cut the flower knife and cut the ginger. I thought that the egg had been peeled off, but it had to be cooked and crushed. What about protein? Do you keep eating? He tasted it, it was too salty and he could only keep it as salt.

Jiang really couldn't cut the silk, Lin Wuyu directly crushed it and squeezed the **** juice on the chicken wings. Anyway, what was the difference was that the **** taste was fishy, ​​really smart, but there was no standard amount for cooking soy It can be estimated that he poured two spoons to see that there was no color. He poured two more spoons of soy sauce. There was still no color. Out of prudence, he did not pour any more. Lightly sprinkle some salt or salted protein.

Ding Ji listened to the clanking sounds from time to time in the kitchen, and the clicks that could not be beaten for a long time, his emotions calmed down slowly.

Lin Wuyu now knows his thoughts, but others may not be counted, or he would have spoken earlier.

Then.

Ding Ji dropped the copper coins.

Suppose Lin Wuyu also had an idea for him, maybe it was because he looked like Xu Tianbo, a former crush partner...

Ding Ji threw away the copper coins again.

Then.

Ding Ji touched the copper coins, squeezed them in his hands, and then threw them out.

Lin Wuyu probably began to fry the egg yolk, the kitchen was rattled, the hood wasn't turned on, and the smell floated all over the room.

Go to the top.

Taking advantage of the danger...waiting for change...

Gee.

Ding Ji frowned.

Stay fart.

He put the coin back in his pocket, took the manual of the set-top box next to it, turned a page, swept over it, and wrote down the three numbers. He closed his eyes and counted, and the kitchen suddenly tingled and rang.

When he jumped up, he heard the sound of the pot falling on the ground, twirling and finally buckling.

Lin Wuyu, he **** the pot!

Learn amazing!

A pot of salted egg yolk wrapped in oil!

"It's all right!" Ding Ji shouted before rushing to the kitchen door.

"It's all right." Lin Wuyu immediately responded to him.

Then Ding Ji heard the sound of water.

A broken pan was buckled on the kitchen floor, and the bubbling salted egg yolk was spilled across the floor. Lin Wuyu was standing in front of the sink and rushing his hand.

"Hot hands?" Ding Ji shouted, turning off the fire on the stove in the past, and then walked to the edge of the pool, and saw Lin Wuyu's hand on the back of the red.

"It's okay," Lin Wuyu said, "there is a stick of egg yolk on your hand."

"Push for a while." Ding Ji twisted his eyebrows and stared at his hand. "How did you get it, how did you break that handle?"

Lin Wuyu sighed: "It's not broken, it's loose, I'm in a pan..."

Ding Ji reached out and touched his head: "It didn't burn."

"I just wanted to try it," Lin Wuyu smiled. "It turned out to be loose. When I shook it, the pot fell."

"You don't understand the level of cucumbers that you can't understand. What's the point of frying a salted egg yolk?" Ding Ji was very puzzled.

"...I don't know." Lin Wuyu said.

There was not much oil in the pot. When it was thrown into Lin Wuyu's hand, most of the oil had already flown out. After flushing for five minutes, the two of them checked Lin Wuyu's hand and did not continue to become More serious, but blistered.

"It'll be fine in a few days." Lin Wuyu said, "You order takeout, I will clean up."

"One piece." Ding Ji picked up the pot on the ground.

Fortunately, there are not many things in the kitchen. It is the ground and the table and the stove that need to be scrubbed with oil.

Ding Ji and Lin Wuyu took the rag in silence for more than ten minutes and cleaned the kitchen with one hand.

All the salted egg yolks I bought today went into the trash bin, because in this pot, the marinated chicken wings could not be made, so I had to wrap them up and put them in the refrigerator first.

Lin Wuyu sat in the living room and stared at the phone for ten minutes. Ding Ji felt hungry before he looked up: "There is no Jinsha chicken wings in the takeaway."

"Don't go to Jinsha anymore, I can eat the yellow sand chicken wings now," Ding Ji said. "Just ask one. If you want to eat it, you can buy the ingredients at night."

"I thought you wanted to eat it." Lin Wuyu nodded and continued to stare at the phone.

Ding Ji suddenly felt a little fever in her eyes.

Lin Wuyu called for two servings of Orleans chicken wings, two servings of pork ribs, and two servings of soup, which was unexpectedly small.

Ding Ji felt that it was probably not enough for the two of them when he was on the table. He was hungry and Lin Wuyu himself ate more...

"This is not your style." Ding Ji sat down at the table.

"I started to lose weight." Lin Wuyu said.

"Are you fat?" Ding Ji glanced at him.

Lin Wuyu smiled, and said after a while: "I ate two boxes of red bean cake on the road, and I can't eat so much now."

"This is the truth." Ding Ji nodded.

The box of red bean cake was put by Lin Wuyu on the small cupboard next to it, a very inconspicuous place.

It may be that when he said that the red bean cake was delicious, he was a little absent-minded and said that he was not sincere. Lin Wuyu felt cold and he didn't like to eat it.

I thought that this red bean cake was brought back by Lin Wuyu, and it was still hot downstairs...

"Take the cake," Ding Ji said, "I don't want to eat rice, just eat the cake."

"Okay." Lin Wuyu got up immediately and took a box in the past. "Why don't you microwave it, it's hot and delicious."

"No," Ding Ji waved his hand. "At the moment, we two won't enter the kitchen. It doesn't deal with us. It cuts our hands and smashes the pot. Let it slowly."

"Okay." Lin Wuyu smiled and put the box in front of him.

A box of four cakes, Ding Jiquan ate all of it, and also ate a lot of chicken wings and ribs, and finally filled two bowls of soup.

It’s a bit too much to eat. It’s not too painful to eat because I have nothing to say. I can only express “I’m fine and I’m fine” by eating constantly.

Lin Wuyu really eats a lot less than usual. I don’t know if it’s really too much to eat on the road, or some other reason.

Ding Ji leaned back on the sofa and watched the TV in a daze, before falling asleep after a while.

Lin Wuyu packed up the leftovers on the table and stood in the living room for a while. Ding Ji slept so hard that he didn't wake up, so he went back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed to watch a movie with his mobile phone.

This feels really sullen.

He never thought about it, the emotional matter is so complicated.

Obviously like or dislike, accept or not accept, advance or retreat, sounds only two choices.

For many people, it may be really simple, such as Liu Jinpeng, ah I like it, ah I have a crush, ah I confess, ah I broke up.

But for Ding Ji, it is completely different.

Lin Wuyu turned over and hung some painful hands out of the bed. Ding Ji had never been in love, who had never liked, had no crush on anyone, even if he had come back to God, to accept this reality, far from it It’s as simple as crying.

Lin Wuyu suddenly regretted it.

Will there be a more suitable solution?

Maybe there is.

He couldn't think of it. After all, his only emotional experience was just a crush.

Ding Ji woke up before dinner, but they didn't go to the supermarket to buy salted duck eggs, or Lin Wuyu ordered takeout to come back and eat.

Because Ding Ji has been throwing copper coins.

It was thrown until the takeaway was delivered, and then stopped, and then thrown away after eating.

Lin Wuyu interrupted him several times and wanted to ask if he was in danger, but Ding Ji only waved his hand to tell him not to speak.

Lin Wuyu didn't speak anymore, Ding Ji was probably not counting the Gua, but just a subconscious auxiliary action.

Many things are already clear.

Lin Wuyu stared at Ding Ji for the first time. It took hours to watch. After eating more than six o'clock, he saw that he went to take a shower after ten o'clock.

When he came out after the shower, he planned to continue to watch Ding Ji throwing copper coins. If Ding Ji threw all night, he would spend the night with him.

But when he opened the bathroom door, he was startled.

Ding Ji stood straight outside the door.

"You?" Lin Wuyu hurriedly looked back at the door, suddenly speechless.

Looking at it from this angle, I can just look into the bathroom through the split opening in the door. If Ding Ji has been standing here, basically he can observe the whole process of bathing.

He had to quickly recall if he had made any strange movements while taking a shower.

"Lin Wuyu, hug me again." Ding Ji said.

Lin Wuyu looked at him.

Ding Ji didn't evade his gaze, and looked at him, his eyes were bright and very beautiful.

Lin Wuyu didn't know what he was doing, but he still raised his arms and hugged him into his arms.

"I'm sorry I just watched you take a shower." Ding Ji whispered beside his ear.

"Look, it's okay," Lin Wuyu said. "Grandma almost saw it."

Ding Ji smiled and didn't speak, only the dangling arm suddenly raised, and then the palm pressed against his back.

Lin Wuyu didn't wear a jacket, Ding Ji's palms were hot, like a fever.

But after only a short while, Ding Ji's hand slid down and took it away.

Only a touch of temperature remained on his back.

"Are you thinking about me all the time," Ding Ji asked softly, "Thinking about what I was thinking."

"Well." Lin Wuyu responded.

"Me too," Ding Ji said, "I'm thinking about what you are thinking."

"I can tell you if you ask." Lin Wuyu said.

"No," Ding Ji shook his head. "I still don't know what I'm thinking. Don't affect me."

"Okay, I see." Lin Wuyu said.

"I grew so old," Ding Ji shook his voice a little, "I haven't been so panicked. When my parents asked me to go home, I was just angry, and I didn't panic."

"Well." Lin Wuyu patted his back.

"It has never been so panic." Ding Ji said.

"I am with you, don't panic." Lin Wuyu said.

"Don't talk nonsense," Ding Ji still said very quietly, "Do you know what is nonsense?"

"What I just said, and then a fart, is fart." Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji laughed, his hair tickling a little on his face, but he didn't dare to raise his hand.

After laughing, he remained silent for a while: "I really didn't expect you to do this, Lin Wuyu, you are so **** good, are you always watching my jokes on the side?"

"No," Lin Wuyu said, "You are insincere."

Ding Ji snorted: "Yes."

"You are a very nice person..." Lin Wuyu said, "Something..."

"Am I not a black chicken?" Ding Ji asked.

"You are a very good black chicken," Lin Wuyu changed his mouth without hesitation. "Whether it's a friend or ... anything else, I cherish it, so there are things that can't be dragged on, and can't be stupid. ."

"I know." Ding Ji stepped back and said.

Lin Wuyu let go.

"I'm much more comfortable," Ding Ji walked into the bedroom. "I'm taking a bath now, don't look."

"I don't have this hobby..." Lin Wuyu sighed.

When Ding Ji changed clothes, Lin Wuyu took an empty red bean cake box and opened it, and stuck Ding Ji's dressing tape to the bathroom door.

Ding Ji stood at the door and smiled for a minute.

"Don't be fooled," Lin Wuyu took out his mobile phone. "Half of the money for the door change, I'm out first, you owe... It's easy to save you a thousand, and add it back..."

"What's the door to put your fart for two thousand?" Ding Ji turned his head and glared at him.

"I just looked at the landlord's list," Lin Wuyu said. "The bathroom door is damaged by two thousand."

"Can't you buy one yourself and replace it?" Ding Ji said. "This kind of door can be bought in a thousand dollars. I can't get a new one if I break the door. The lock can be used without damage."

"Okay." Lin Wuyu nodded.

He likes to listen to Ding Ji's words. When Ding Ji is in this state, he is in a good mood.

But when he got up the next day, he was not sure.

Ding Ji got up early and finished carrying his bag like a rice bag, and walked to the door.

"Where?" Lin Wuyu was nervous.

"Turn around." Ding Ji said.

"I'll turn around with you." Lin Wuyu stood up.

"I am alone," Ding Ji glanced at him, "Don't follow me."

"...Will you come back?" Lin Wuyu couldn't help asking.

"Go back," Ding Ji said, "I want to eat."

"All right." Lin Wuyu felt Ding Ji elusive for the first time.

Ding Ji happily went out, and after closing the door Lin Wuyu even heard his whistling sound.

I don’t know if it was revenge. Lin Wuyu threw Ding Ji in the house for three days. Ding Ji threw him alone in the house for three days. He returned to eat at noon the first day, and did not eat dinner for the next two days, at night He came back at 7 or 8 o'clock, and after three days, he still didn't mean to stop.

Lin Wuyu was facing the TV in the house alone, and he could not guess what a strange thinking posture Ding Ji was.

But he didn't ask much.

It was he who opened the mouth first, and he made Ding Ji uncomfortable.

Ding Ji didn't sleep well at night. He could hear that in the past, Ding Ji lay down and fell asleep until dawn. If he wasn't called, he could sleep at the right time.

But Ding Ji will get up these evenings, and Lin Wuyu can hear him get up lightly and walk across the living room to the balcony, staying for an hour or two.

He could only accompany Ding Ji in silence, waiting for him to make a final decision.

"How long do you want to stay with me?" Lin Zhan took the phone and returned the message while looking at Ding Ji.

"Stay so late to report," Ding Ji said, "I didn't say it at the beginning."

"When will you report?" Lin Zhan sighed.

"The day after tomorrow." Ding Ji looked down at the phone and confirmed the time.

It is the day after tomorrow.

He has only two days left.

"You can go back and stay there today," Lin Zhan said, "Lin Wuyu is out, he went to pick up his classmates today."

"Xu Tianbo," Ding Ji nodded. "I thought he came here two days ago, so late."

Lin Zhan threw the phone back on the table, tapped his feet gently on the floor, and followed the chair half a turn: "Do you want to go back, stay here today."

"Okay." Ding Ji nodded immediately.

"Conditional." Lin Zhan said.

"Let me put conditions on the last day?" Ding Ji said.

"It was only added on the last day," Lin Zhan raised his eyebrows and looked at him for a while, "Agree?"

"Agree." Ding Ji smiled.

"What is your relationship with Lin Wuyu?" Lin Zhan asked.

Ding Ji froze for a moment, his hands shook with fright: "Student."

"Classmate?" Lin Zhan looked at him.

"Just... although not a school." Ding Ji said.

"Classmates quarreled," Lin Zhan leaned forward and leaned over his body, supporting the table with his arm. "Will you run away from home for several days? And go away during the day and return at night?"

"Cold War." Ding Ji rubbed his nose. "I have nowhere to go."

Live in the hotel classmates.

Ding Ji thanked Lin Zhan for not saying this.

"I'm five years older than you, do you know," Lin Zhan said, "I came out alone before finishing junior high school, I have seen everybody, I have experienced everything, and the two of you are clever and put me in front of me Are transparent."

Ding Ji looked at Lin Zhan.

Lin Wuyu said that Lin Zhan rated himself as an ordinary child with ordinary IQ.

But now when Lin Zhan looked at him like that, he suddenly felt a little dazed, maybe it was too big this time, he really didn't hide it.

"So?" Ding Ji asked.

"So it's useless for you to hide from me," said Lin Zhan. "You two have one school and one major. The day after tomorrow, you both looked down and saw your head."

"Huh." Ding Ji sighed softly.

"I can't guess what the two of you are, and I don't want to guess," Lin Zhan said, "but you think about it for so many days, you still have to search every day for various things, if you want to solve any problems, you have to How to do it has already been counted, you just don't want to face Lin Wuyu face to face, right?"

Ding Ji frowned and waited a while before leaning back in his chair: "Yes."

"Resolve before registering," Lin Zhan said, "Eating my food and drinking here for so many days, I have to get a little bit of a harvest. After registering, it is a new life."

Lin Wuyu stood at the airport exit and the scrolling screen above his head showed Xu Tianbo's flight had arrived.

He didn't squeeze to the front of the crowd, let alone grab the c position, he stood by the window behind him, and Xu Tianbo could see him as soon as he squeezed out of the crowd.

It's not that he deliberately treated them differently, but that the c in the front row was too reminiscent.

The phone rang, it was estimated that Xu Tianbo came out.

He answered the phone without looking at it: "I'm exiting the window."

"Are you sending Xu Tianbo to school, or are you here?" Ding Ji's voice heard from there.

Lin Wuyu was startled and stood up subconsciously: "Go to school."

"Then when will you come back?" Ding Ji asked.

"It's okay now," Lin Wuyu said.

"I'm fine, I just ask." Ding Ji said.

"Then later, I will send him to school to have another meal." Lin Wuyu said, "Where are you?"

"Call me when you come back," Ding Ji said, "I have something to tell you."