Where will anyone like loneliness, but they don't like to be disappointed - Haruki Murakami

It was about ten o'clock, and the third hand, which I had been waiting for for a long time, finally knocked on the door. After greeting a few strange ones at the entrance, he came to me with the tall Song Jae-hee.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen Song Jae-hee for a few days. She was standing at the table, waving at me with a familiar smile. At that moment, many images of the past with unique labels kept flying in my mind.

In these labels, there are loneliness, fear, exhaustion, grievances, and too many negative emotions. It was a difficult time to be trapped in a foreign country, but it was precisely because of her that Zhang Bo ...... I just walked out, and now I am.

When I blinked my eyes many times and the picture in my mind flashed back, I found that Song Jae-hee had been dragged to the living room by Jung so-jing. As for Zhang Bo, my third hand was just getting ready and standing beside me.

He smiled faintly and asked me, "What should I do next?" ”

I rubbed my nose with the back of my hand and looked at him and curled the corners of his lips once: "Go and bring the ribs over there and blanch them once." ”

Before the golden combination of the past is now being put into shape, we will all inevitably be entangled in our respective jobs for a long time, and this is a process that everyone will go through. In this world, the longer we don't see each other, the more we will be involuntarily. But Zhang Bo and I are okay, at least we are in the same city.

If I want to talk about my friends back in China, they are all childhood playmates, we haven't seen each other for almost a year, and I'm still far, far away.

This time go back. When I see them again, I think it will be like the song "Return" sung by Longjing Rap: tonight's mission. The brothers are all drunk. If you come back after vomiting, no one will sleep first.

Cooking alone. No matter how focused I am, I can't avoid being scrambling. But with Zhang Bo on board, all the steps became clear.

After blanching the ribs, he quickly got my next instruction, and I started to prepare the seasoning for the tomato ribs.

Just as I was pouring a bottle of oyster sauce into a small glass bowl, Zhang Bo, who was doing something, bumped me on the shoulder.

I looked up at him suspiciously, and found that he did not look up, but continued to do what was at hand, and said to me in a nonchalant tone:

"Do you know what Xiujing said to me when she pulled Jae-hee to the living room just now?"

"What?" Slowly re-move the hand that had stopped. As I poured the oyster sauce, I withdrew my gaze from him and kept my head bowed in the same way as him.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Zhang Bo on the side pause the kitchen knife in his hand slightly:

"She said she would help take care of Jae-hee, so I don't have to worry."

After Zhang Bo's words were finished, the dull sound of the kitchen knife hitting the cutting board began to sound again. When I heard this, I couldn't help but laugh - this girl.

Yes, compared to others, she is the only one who is closer to Jae-hee. I didn't expect Zheng Xiujing, who is careless on weekdays. is still so good at thinking about others, because he is worried that Jae-hee will be restrained because of Tiffany and the others, so he said the so-called words of care.

Through Zhang Bo's words, the rough Zheng Xiujing has another impression in my eyes. But I think of me a little deeper. I inexplicably felt some sad emotions crawling between the two valves of the heart.

After all this time, the people around me are always making changes. Make a fit for me.

The daze continued so much that I forgot what I was doing. It wasn't until Zhang Bo reminded me that I came back to my senses and raised the bottle in my hand. Some panicked to find a rag to wipe the oyster sauce that had spilled on the table.

Zhang Bo, who took all my expressions and movements into his eyes, did not sigh, and he asked me in a expressionless and emotionless voice similar to me:

"It's been a few days since that Camping, and you still haven't figured out what you're thinking?"

It's a question that is a bit too abrupt for me to be caught off guard, but there's really no way to answer it right away. So the only thing I could do was to pretend to be indifferent and let him turn on the heat and pour oil into the pan to prepare the fried ribs.

Seeing that I was silent, Zhang Bo didn't say anything for the time being, he just moved two steps sideways, and then lit the fire.

It wasn't until I handed him the ribs in my hand and asked him to fry them that he spoke again.

"Although I haven't been together much recently, I was there the whole time of my Camping, and I saw the state between you and Kim Taeyeon the whole time. So I'm wondering if you already have the answer in mind. It's just that...... There are other concerns, which is why there is no legal decision. ”

The hand holding the ribs paused in the air for a second as it was handed forward, then I took a small breath and put the bowl in his hand, then turned around and took a pack of cigarettes from the table, and took out a vulture.

Zhang Bo at the other end took the ribs with an impermanent expression, poured them into the pot with an impermanent expression, and stir-fried them with an impermanent expression.

Enthusiastic droplets of oil yearn to splash, but no one hid. Hot oil is not the same as love, the oil is scalded but it hurts for a second, even if it is a little more serious, it will blister, and the wound can heal within a few days. But love is different, it is long-lasting, and there is nowhere to avoid it, there is nowhere to escape.

For a moment, there were two kinds of smoke in the large kitchen. The oil smoke was sucked into the air duct, and the wisp between my fingers floated clearly and abnormally in front of me.

Zhang Bo, who was stir-frying himself, spoke again after smelling my smoke for a while.

"Are you afraid...... There will be a second Yin Eunjing. ”

Today's Zhang Bo, his tone was a little scary, when he said the name "Yin Enjing", he didn't hesitate at all, he guessed that I was relieved. Yes, I was relieved and forgotten, but that doesn't mean I had the courage to let that happen again.

I felt like I had to say something, because the cigarette in my hand was about to burn out, and the white ash had fallen to the ground. However, just as I was about to speak, Zhang Bo, who had a lot of opinions to express, took the lead again.

This time he turned off the fire and turned to face me.

"Jung so-jung or Kim Tae-yeon, they're not Yoon Eun-jeong, you just have to remember that. You can't keep making no choice because you're afraid that someone will leave, the person who is in love with you can only be alone, and the person who is married to you can only be alone. However, in another sense, there can be many lovers. ”

"Just because you choose one person doesn't mean you have to stop contacting another. No one will have only one person in their hearts, and if she wants to, she willing, and you can still eat together and watch movies together...... You can still take care of her, you can still like her. ”

It sounded a little tongue-twisting after a long sentence, but I pressed the cigarette butt out in the sink and knew what Zhang Bo was trying to express.

What he meant was nothing more than that I chose one person, and maybe the other would not leave.

However, this is nothing more than his speculation and a proposition from beginning to end.

With a deep sigh, I felt his mood anyway, and I knew that he was anxious for me. In fact, I already have my own thoughts in my heart.

"Okay, I see, let's hurry up and cook."

In a bland sentence, cut off this topic that has been talked about for a long time. Zhang Bo, who was beside me, glanced at me and rekindled the fire on the stove.

The hands were approaching 10:30 on the dial, and as I set a pot of soup on the induction cooker next to me, the last wave of guests rang the doorbell for the day. To be prepared to put it mildly, not the guests, but the real owners of this room.

Compared with the few that came before, Jiang Xijun, who broke through the door at this point, can be regarded as a complete heavyweight.

It wasn't anything else, it was just that he was out of breath and had brought a lot of stuff with him.

A large bag of beautifully packaged food with an unknown body, a large electric grill tray with a large area folded and placed in a box to hold in your arms, and in addition to a variety of board games. I don't know where he found this guy, what German-style board game Catan, American-style strong chess, war-like Hearthstone, etc......

Except for Hearthstone and Monopoly, all the others are heard of, in short, today is a whole day, it can be regarded as having fun.

Jiang Xijun, who entered the door, first greeted the girls in a very exaggerated manner. Then he walked into the kitchen with his long legs and put the box containing the electric grill on the dining table with a clatter. Finally, he threw down the sentence: "I'll leave it to you" and turned around without caring about anything, shamelessly preparing to blend into the group in the living room.

For this heinous behavior, I naturally want to shout at this guy with a loud voice, cooking such a thing, wouldn't it be easier for us two to have one more labor.

However, just as I was about to shout, Tiffany's voice came from the living room. It's nothing, it's just that these guys have been tinkering for a long time and have arranged the light belt, but in terms of plugging in, it's not easy to solve. No, it just so happened that Jiang Xijun rushed into a wave of faces, just enough for him to come and help check the electricity.

At that time, I even heard Tiffany tell Taeyeon and the others to stay away from him, saying that if Kang Seok-jun was electrocuted, don't save him, just run away.

When I heard this, I almost couldn't hold back my laughter. (To be continued.) )