After half past one o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Zhenjiang's group left one after another, and no other guests came in the hotel.

Yi Baitang simply said: "Close the door first." ”

Closes at noon? Sun Ling was a little surprised when he heard this, but he didn't say anything, quickly put down the dishes and chopsticks he was packing, wiped his hands, and directly stepped forward to pull down the rolling shutter door outside.

The space is temporarily closed to help you think.

Yi Baitang touched the gum with a solemn face, slowly peeled off three gum coatings, and stuffed them into his mouth one by one.

He didn't know exactly what he was thinking.

Anyway, the things about the feelings of the meal, the things about Shang Huaiyan, one by one, alternately played in his mind, everyone made an appointment, you first stay in the master's mind for ten seconds, it stays in the master's mind for another twenty seconds, and then you stay in the master's mind for another thirty seconds......

Yi Baitang thought about these two things, his eyes fell on Sun Ling at the same time, and after seeing the other party close the door, he began to tidy up the table again, after tidying up the table and washing the dishes, after washing the dishes, he returned to the kitchen after mopping, and after mopping the floor, he hesitated for a while among the various raw materials in a kitchen, took out two potatoes from the vegetable basket, and silently began to peel and shred.

From a long distance, Yi Baitang has no martial arts, of course, he can't see the size and shape of the silk cut out on Sun Ling's board.

But the sound is never blocked.

He just sat lazily in his chair and could deduce the result from the sound of the other party chopping vegetables of various sizes.

Like what:

"Bang bang

Cut into cubes.

"Knock, knock!"

Slip knife up.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Cut to your fingers.

It's just a potato, and you can cut so many rhythms, why don't you go to the orchestra......

Yi Baitang was slightly depressed and asked the people in the kitchen: "Have you ever been in the kitchen?" ”

Sun Ling didn't squeak, pretended to be dead, and continued to work hard to shred.

Yi Baitang didn't continue to ask, chewing his chewing gum leisurely.

In the end, Sun Ling couldn't hold on, and obediently said to Yi Baitang: "When I was very young, I went into the kitchen once and burned down my own kitchen, and then I only cooked instant noodles with an alcohol lamp." ”

Predictable. Yi Baitang snorted: "Do you really think you can make the dishes you want in half a month?" ”

Sun Ling paused for a moment and chose to tell the truth: "Half a month is too short, maybe I can't do it in the end, but I tried my best...... And half a month later, she will be gone. ”

Yi Baitang didn't ask Sun Ling who the "she" in his mouth was.

Instead, Sun Ling put down the knife in his hand, walked to Yi Baitang's side, and took the initiative to tell Yi Baitang the story:

"This story may be a bit boring, she and I are from the same village, and I was admitted to the same high school, and we were still classmates, probably because that school was the two of us from the same village, and we became boyfriend and girlfriend; But then we separated because of some small misunderstandings...... When she graduated from high school, she obeyed her parents and chose to marry someone else, and I was admitted to university. ”

"And then there was no contact."

"Until I met her in the hospital two months ago."

"Her marriage is not very happy, the other party is domestic violence, cheating, she was hospitalized because of encephalopathy this time, and she divorced the other party when she was hospitalized...... She decided to leave the hospital and travel around the world in a week's time. ”

Sun Ling's mood was a little heavy:

"So I hope to give her something memorable before she leaves."

"Why choose food?" Yi Baitang asked.

"Because when I was in love, she said that she would not do housework in the future, and I promised her that I would contract laundry, cooking, and cleaning in the future. It's a little late and it's not the same as in the past, but I still want to make good on my promise to cook before she leaves. Sun Ling replied seriously.

"Hmm." Yi Baitang was noncommittal.

"And, I think—" Sun Ling pondered again, "food is actually quite magical, isn't it?" Sometimes people feel that they can't go on anymore, and when they go out to eat and go shopping, they feel something, what a big deal......"

Food is magical, and that's right.

Yi Baitang thought secretly.

He remembered that he had just started to be sensible, and he also lived in the village, and other children were playing with sand, building blocks, puzzles, and all kinds of things, and he was in the kitchen or in the small yard outside the kitchen, and he was also playing shrimp, crabs, chickens, ducks, melons, fruits and vegetables.

He also loves to play with knives in the kitchen.

Speaking of which, I was only three or four years old at the time, or was it a little younger?

In short, since he was sensible, he has been cutting all kinds of things with a small knife in his hand, melons, fruits and vegetables are all over the field, and the treatment of shrimp, crabs, chickens and ducks does not seem to be much better.

But what's better than the one next to him is that although he was only three years old at the time, he must have eaten as much as he cut anyway.

Speaking of which......

Yi Baitang paused, a little reluctant to admit:

The Great Demon King's cooking skills can indeed turn decay into magic, and knife work is obviously the most basic part of cooking, but even if he chops those things to pieces, as long as the Great Demon King is willing, he can still make any food that he can't eat.

Of course, he remembered that such days were only a year at most.

After a year, he was able to cut things decently.

At that time, I cut vegetables every day, and I was forced to clean, and I didn't know anything about myself, and I was very excited every time I saw new ingredients.

Then a thought suddenly popped out of his mind and asked Yi Baitang:

Since food is magical, is food emotional?

Yi Baitang: "........................?!" ”

He was so frightened that he instantly woke up from his memories, and then felt his whole head go round and round.

Damn, my food path is not like this at all!

My culinary path is to make the most delicious food with the finest taste.

A qiē is quantifiable! You can see it! It can be analyzed!

The nonsense of this idealistic idea—

Coincidentally, Sun Ling, who was sitting next to him, didn't know what he thought, and suddenly asked, "By the way, teacher, it seems that the business boss hasn't come over recently?" ”

Yi Baitang immediately glared at Sun Ling.

Sun Ling was inexplicable.

Yi Baitang was deflated, turned his gaze back, reluctantly took out his mobile phone, and found the latest number that was deposited from the few address books in it.

I need the help of a friend with high emotional intelligence.

That's right, it's the one who isn't in front of you!

Annoying, the good tongue is not there at the critical moment, and I don't know what is going on with the other party......

Shang Huaiyan actually didn't have anything to do.

He just found that his relationship with Yi Baitang was a little wrong, so he casually found a reason to get by, and quietly distanced himself, intending to use guò time and divert attention to eliminate the too naughty emotional hormones, so that the emotions between the two of them would retreat below the safety line.

Some CEOs spend their emotions by tossing themselves with more and more work and not wanting anything else.

However, Shang Huaiyan is not such a president.

He is not the one who really decides many things in the group, and the decisions he can make have never gone wrong, and he has many lovers.

He wants to divert his attention and feelings, and he just needs to find a lover he likes for a while.

But this time, when making a choice, Shang Huaiyan hesitated for a moment, and did not look for a small star who has become popular recently, but found a man who used to be a lover and is now an ordinary friend.

They met on a tennis court.

When a young lawyer wearing gold-rimmed glasses came in with a thick coat and a scarf, Shang Huaiyan happened to win another tennis victory.

At the end of the game, Shang Huaiyan made a "come back next time" gesture to his opponent, picked up a towel and wiped his sweat while saying to the lawyer: "How about traveling with me recently?" ”

The lawyer was stunned, pushed his glasses, and said with a smile: "Mr. Shang still lacks a companion?" I just happened to take on a case recently—"

Shang Huaiyan smiled slightly, and walked to the lounge with the other party, his tone was not lacking in gentleness and discussion: "I won't let you suffer, think about it?" ”

The lawyer is really a little shaken now, who made Shang Huaiyan in the gold master circle famous for being gentle and generous, handsome and golden?

But there is really no one who is not shrewd in the lawyer's profession.

The lawyer pushed his glasses again and coughed lightly: "Mr. Shang, is this an emotional trouble?" ”

Shang Huaiyan, who was walking in front, did not answer.

Just at this time, the lounge arrived.

Shang Huaiyan entered first, picked out the brand he was used to smoking, took out a cigarette from it and lit it.

He took a puff first, and then shook the cigarette butt carelessly before he spoke: "Sort of." ”

The lawyer who followed up bit his tongue so as not to say something that should not be said.

Shang Huaiyan really wanted to find someone to talk to, so after opening his mouth, he didn't need others to continue to ask, leaned back on the soft sofa, and took care of himself: "But it's not suitable, he and I are not the same kind of person." ”

Lawyer: Speak as if I'm the same kind of person as you.

Shang Huaiyan lowered his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "Besides, his straight and pure breath can be smelled from a few meters away." ”

The lawyer continued to slander: Oh, it seems that I am gay, Mr. Shang, have you forgotten that you are the kind of person who is not taboo for men and women? In addition, using the word "pure" to describe it, aren't you embarrassed Mr. Shang?

Shang Huaiyan was still thinking, he had just taken a deep breath of cigarette, and now he exhaled slowly, and the wisps of smoke were scattered together in this exhale.

The sentence "Let's talk ...... again" was said by Shang Huaiyan after thinking about it repeatedly, "Now my relationship with him is also very good, and there is no need to destroy ......"

The lawyer continued to slander: Okay, okay, you have found me, a person I haven't seen for 800 years, to come and talk, you can see how distressed you are, just like that, you can actually open your eyes and say nonsense, saying that you and the other party have a "good relationship", this is simply not the amorous and ruthless style of Shang Zong's painting that I am familiar with!

At this time, Shang Huaiyan's mobile phone on the table rang.

The lawyer was used to doing it in the past, so he directly connected the call, turned on the speakerphone, and said in front of Shang Huaiyan:

"Hello, may I ask who you are?"

Shang Huaiyan sat up straight, picked up the water cup on the table, and prepared to take a sip of water.

Then he listened to a cold voice on his phone:

"Where's Shang Huaiyan?"

Lawyer: This ...... This tone is both unpolite and familiar, who is it?

Shang Huaiyan choked on a mouthful of water in his throat: "Cough, cough, cough!" ”

There was silence on the other end of the communication line.

Then the cold voice sounded again, with a clear goal:

"Sick?"

And the next sentence, of course:

"Where are you? I'm going to see you. ”