the soul side

Chapter 028 Watermelon

Cheng Yiming was immersed in the aroma and taste of the food between his lips and teeth, and finally he did not forget to call Teacher Qian.

“Super delicious!”

Teacher Qian smiled when he saw Cheng Yiming's sincere eyes. What could be more meaningful than the moment when something he made was appreciated by others.

Cheng Yiming continued to eat, and the waiters on both sides who delivered the ingredients and replenished fresh dishes pushed out the dining cart. The chef was wearing a neat white chef's uniform, which complemented the place perfectly, but Cheng Yiming saw a surprising figure among the passers-by.

Zheng Daicheng.

He followed the dining car, arranging the newly made food. If the edge of the snow-white plate accidentally got sauce, he would wipe it off carefully.

It turned out that his part-time job was on such an occasion, so it was reasonable for him to earn a lot from part-time jobs. Cheng Yiming was not envious at first, but now he is a little bit envious.

I can cook with Teacher Qian.

Cheng Yiming stared at Zheng Daicheng's serious back, and the moment Zheng Daicheng turned his head, the two bumped into each other and met their eyes.

Zheng Daicheng was taken aback, looking at Cheng Yiming who was standing in front of Mr. Qian's desk, it was obviously Cheng Yiming, if his eyes were any good.

He was clearly dressed as a guest.

Why did Cheng Yiming appear here?

There are countless handsome men and women in the entertainment industry at this party, and the rest are the patrons and their friends.

Zheng Daicheng staggered his eyes and returned to the back kitchen where the food was prepared as if he hadn't seen it.

He felt very uncomfortable, Cheng Yiming became a guest, enjoying the chef's hospitality, wearing well-cut expensive clothes.

A brat who couldn't even match his hair, but now stepped on his head like this.

Zheng Daicheng gestured to the waiter who entered the kitchen about Cheng Yiming's appearance, and asked who brought him in.

The waiter shook his head: "I didn't pay attention to it, you can ask others if they saw it."

When Cheng Yiming had eaten more than half of the salmon on his plate, a waiter came to him and said, "Is this Mr. Cheng Yiming? Mr. Chu is looking for you, please come with me."

Putting the last big mouthful into his mouth, Cheng Yiming put down the plate under the contemptuous eyes of the waiter.

Following the waiter through the crowd, they arrived at an area partitioned off by decorations. Not only Chu Yiming, Cheng Yiming also saw several people he knew.

Gao Mao, Yang Chengying and Yuan Ye who sat beside Gao Mao with an indifferent expression, and Zhou Zhihui who sat beside Yuan Ye with an unexpected expression.

Chu Yiming stood up and pointed to Cheng Yiming: "My friend, Cheng Yiming."

Everyone is well aware of the huge difference in the use of the word "friend" to different people. Chu Yiming briefly introduced the people present, and everyone greeted them with three-pointed smiles.

Sitting next to her, Zhou Zhihui lowered her head and gritted her teeth in embarrassment. She didn't expect Chu Yiming to let someone come over without saying a word. If she said something, she could pretend to go to the bathroom.

Cheng Yiming looked at Zhou Zhihui in surprise: "Zhou Zhihui?"

Zhou Zhihui raised her head and smiled gracefully: "Yiming, why didn't you say that you came to this party. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have invited you, and I made you so entangled."

She had a chattering and laughing expression, but everyone heard Cheng Yiming calling her Zhou Zhihui.

"Yuan Lian, when did you call Zhou Zhihui?"

Cheng Yiming looked at her unexpectedly, Yuan Lian shrugged and smiled helplessly, with a smile like a flower and didn't explain much.

Chu Yiming was talking with a few people sitting on the other side. There were men and women sitting beside them. Cheng Yiming didn't understand what they were talking about. Chu Yiming said that his old man is not in good health, so he should share the burden with him, and looking at other people's eyes that seem to be smiling but not wolfish ambition, he is probably talking about the elders of a certain family.

When going back, Cheng Yiming passed the hall and suddenly saw a person in the crowd.

Cheng Luo.

He clinked glasses with another man who looked like a model. Cheng Yiming stood there and looked at him for a moment, then turned around and walked out of this extravagant place with Chu Yiming.

After returning home and taking a shower, Cheng Yiming voluntarily curled up into Chu Yiming's arms, and the two sat on the sofa and chatted.

Cheng Yiming's mood was not high: "Chu Yiming, why are people afraid?"

"afraid of what."

"A lot of things."

"That question is too difficult to answer."

It was a rare question that Chu Yiming would find difficult, Cheng Yiming raised his eyes and looked at him hesitantly.

Chu Yiming stroked Cheng Yiming's hair and curled his mouth: "I don't know what fear is."

Cheng Yiming stared blankly at Chu Yiming, Chu Yiming thought for a while and explained to him: "Things that are threatening, things that you don't like, are more disgusting and angry, and then try to solve or smash them."

After being silent for a while, Cheng Yiming said again: "It turns out that she is Yuan Lian, she is very beautiful."

"yes."

"She said her name was Zhou Zhihui, so she was lying to me." Cheng Yiming seemed a little sad.

"You like her very much?" Chu Yiming looked down at the sadness on Cheng Yiming's face expressionlessly.

"We are friends, but she is also lying to me."

If he had agreed to her invitation to appear at the party, and then bumped into Chu Yiming head-on, he probably wouldn't be able to speak clearly with a hundred mouths.

She is a very thoughtful woman.

Cheng Yiming looked up at Chu Yiming: "There are so many people who like you, can I really stay till the end?"

"Why not try it."

Cheng Yiming blinked, propped up his body and sat on Chu Yiming's lap.

Chu Yiming supported Cheng Yiming's body to stand up and walk to the bedroom.

When he got up the next day, Cheng Yiming threw away the watch Yuanlian gave him and replaced it with the watch in Chu Yiming's dressing room.

The childish face of the boy in the mirror was unusually serious and serious, Cheng Yiming touched his brow, and then raised a soft smile.

On the way to work, there are many shops decorated with Christmas trees and Santa Claus, and it is almost Christmas.

Cheng Yiming looked sideways out of the car window. Their family never celebrates Christmas. He still remembers when he was in the freshman year of high school. At that time, the class was happy to give apples. They wrapped them in beautiful paper boxes or wrapping paper and tied them with garlands and gave them to close friends. friend.

At that time, one had to be paid back for one received from others. Cheng Yiming received five apples for the first time, but he didn't have that much money to buy apples and send them back. After class, he went to the office to ask Yang Hua for pocket money but was scolded.

During the lunch break, Yang Hua called to ask him when he would be home for Chinese New Year, Cheng Yiming looked at the street outside the store: "I'm very busy, I won't be coming back."

After Cheng Yiming arrived in City A, except for a phone call in the first week to go back and report on his situation, he never made a phone call after that.

Yang Hua was angry and didn't want to call this son who didn't know how to be considerate, because he only made this call when the Chinese New Year was approaching, and he didn't expect to get such an answer.

"How did you..."

Cheng Yiming interrupted Yang Hua's words at the beginning: "Don't bother me."

Cheng Yiming's words were a little irritable and hostile, Yang Hua was taken aback, remembering Cheng Yiming's appearance before, the phone was hung up before he could react, she looked at the phone and didn't dare to call again.

This enemy.

What Chu Yiming said was right, it turned out that leaving aside his timidity and shrinking heart, what was hidden underneath was really anger.

Cheng Yiming hung up the phone and took a deep breath. After calming down, he was still the same Cheng Yiming from before.

The original love's identity was exposed but he didn't come back today, Zheng Daicheng talked enviously about how he met Cheng Yiming at the party.

Cheng Yiming pretended not to hear, and he also pretended not to see the increasingly complicated eyes of everyone.

He and Chu Yiming ate apples at home on Christmas, and they spent New Year's at home together. Cheng Yiming cooked a large table of dishes, and Chu Yiming helped him pass the dishes.

Chu Yiming opened a bottle of precious red wine, Cheng Yiming suddenly chatted about the future after drinking two glasses of wine, his face flushed slightly while holding the job bowl, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"When spring comes, let's go out for an outing, okay? The spring flowers are all blooming, the most beautiful!" Cheng Yiming's tone rose.

"Okay." Chu Yiming looked at Cheng Yi's bright eyes and smiled.

This person's company is not very interesting, but it will not be boring.

There is even a sense of satisfaction in my heart.

"I'll make ice jelly noodles for you to eat in summer. I know a trick to make ice jelly noodles especially delicious."

"In autumn, we praise mutton. My mutton is also very delicious. I haven't cooked it for you yet."

"There is also braised pork. I know a very fragrant recipe that can marinate everything."

"..."

Cheng Yiming thought about it while thinking about it, sitting at the dining table and talking for a long time, Chu Yiming listened to him quietly while drinking.

While talking, Cheng Yiming got off the table and went to the living room to turn on the TV, and sat down on the sofa: "It's time to watch the Spring Festival Gala."

It's only been a few hours since they were clamoring to watch the Spring Festival Gala, Chu Yiming got up and followed Cheng Yiming, sitting beside Cheng Yiming and couldn't help but smile: "Do you still know who you are?"

"I'm Cheng Yiming." Cheng Yiming turned to look at Chu Yiming: "You are Chu Yiming."

"I like you." He said every word very seriously.

Chu Yiming was moved for a moment, staring at Cheng Yiming: "How much do you like it?"

The eyes of the two men were glued to Cheng Yiming and stared at Chu Yiming closely: "I must be liked."

Except for the job of a cook, Cheng Yiming has never been so eager for anything, Chu Yiming is the first.

But Chu Yiming is not a good person who is willing to do good. If he wants to get him, he can only turn himself into a bad person.

Cheng Yiming took Chu Yiming's hand, interlocked his fingers, and stared at the crossed knuckles of the two: "I want to tell everyone that you are mine."

Cheng Yiming's eyes were a little crazy: "When I was young, I heard my grandma tell a story in my hometown. The roadside in the township was always full of people who came to the market to trade goods. At the gate of my hometown, I don't know who dropped a watermelon. The young man wanted to pick it up, but the shopper next to him wouldn’t let him take it away, saying that it belonged to someone else, maybe someone else would come back to take it, probably because that person was too poor, so he said, if no one comes back, the watermelon It belongs to him, and the old man and the old lady who set up a stall next to him have no objection, saying, 'If no one else wants it, you keep it and it belongs to you'."

"It would be great if you were a watermelon. I will guard you, and you will belong to me."

Cheng Yiming is very scared. He has been scared since he got it, but he can't let go.

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