After Teng Xiaofeng returned from his trip, it seemed that he was still in a state of "traveling", and he had not yet withdrawn his soul from his travels.

The moment he got off the high-speed train, he dragged his suitcase out of the carriage, knowing that they would have to go back to their respective homes in ten minutes, and regretted that the train would come back on the last day.

"I'll take a taxi to you." Teng Xiaofeng said.

"No need, I'll take the subway back, there is a subway near my house, it's very convenient." Gong Yao said.

"Then I'll take the subway too." Teng Xiaofeng dragged her suitcase and walked forward, for fear that she would ask why.

Gong Yao caught up quickly, "Where do you live?" Gong Yao asked.

"And where do you live?" Teng Xiaofeng wanted to know where her family lived before deciding where she lived.

"Change to Line 3, go to Boyuan Road, five stops away from the high-speed rail station, what about you?" Gong Yao answered Teng Xiaofeng's question seriously, but Teng Xiaofeng's pace was a bit big, and he could only walk together with brisk steps, with a little wheezing when he spoke.

"Oh, my house is at the bottom of Line 3." Teng Xiaofeng turned his head to look at her, the top of her head was only at the height of her arm, looking down from a height, her black hair was shining, her white cheeks were slightly pale pink, her long eyelashes were slightly curled, her eyes were blinking, but her steps were a little hurried. Teng Xiaofeng subconsciously slowed down, "Go to the right."

They just caught up with the subway, the subway was still overcrowded, Teng Xiaofeng's height advantage allowed him to easily grab the iron rod on the handrail, and Gong Yao looked left and right, there were people all around his feet, and the hands on the handrails were also caught, there were only a few gaps left, and even the back of the door was full of people, and it was time to test his sense of balance.

"Ahead to the station...", the subway prompt sounded, Gong Yao was still in a daze, and when the subway braked, Gong Yao's soul returned to the earth, and was startled by the inertia of the earth, the whole person leaned back without a premonition, she didn't know who was standing behind her, whether she was facing away from herself or facing herself, whether it was someone else's arm behind or someone else's backpack behind her, whether it was a man or a woman, an elder or a junior? When she couldn't control her leaning back, she felt a strong arm wrap around her, holding her arm tightly, stabilizing herself, and steadying herself in the crowded subway.

Gong Yao looked back and found that he and Teng Xiaofeng looked at each other, and he realized that the person holding him was Teng Xiaofeng.

Rather than wandering in a daze, the soul forgets to stand firm against the fright of inertia, and the silent embarrassment at this moment is more exciting.

Gong Yao subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and suddenly felt that the temperature of the carriage was rising rapidly at the moment, the stuffy carriage seemed to make Gong Yao breathless, and his cheeks began to heat up.

Teng Xiaofeng himself didn't expect that he would pay so much attention to her. Since she was in a daze, her eyes have never left her, watching her body sway, as if she was about to fall, she didn't expect to reach out and hold her for the first time, many behaviors that she can't explain, the subconscious of your brain has already given you the answer.

The car door opened, and people went up and down, taking advantage of this to break this embarrassing situation.

"There's a seat available, go sit down." Teng Xiaofeng said.

In order to avoid the embarrassing scene just now, Gong Yao chose to sit obediently. Teng Xiaofeng also stood next to her until the destination arrived.

"Ahead to Boyuan Station, please get off the passengers ......" The subway prompt sound lingered in his ears, Gong Yao got up and prepared to get off, and looked up at Teng Xiaofeng, "I've arrived..."

Teng Xiaofeng hummed softly, and then when the door opened, he took the suitcase out and gave it to her, and returned to the carriage himself. He watched Gong Yao wave goodbye to him until the car door closed. When it was time for the next stop, I came out again, transferred to Line 2, which was completely opposite to Line 3, and continued to take more than a dozen stops home.

When Teng Xiaofeng returned home, the house was still empty, the huge house was lifeless, and even the dead flowers in the living room were not cared for, and there was a lifeless atmosphere everywhere, Teng Xiaofeng just wanted to go back to his room quickly, and he didn't want to stay in the living room for a second. So Teng Xiaofeng spent a few seconds around to confirm that there was no one at home, and then hurriedly ran up to the second floor, and then slammed the door shut, which made the house a little louder.

He sorted out the luggage of his backpack, hung the clothes he bought during the trip into the wardrobe one by one, and then found that there was a little tyrannosaurus doll in the depths of the backpack, he took the little tyrannosaurus out of his school bag, thinking that he had obviously stuffed all the dolls back from the clip doll into Gong Yao's suitcase, how could one escape?

Then he carefully placed it at the head of his bed, and then clicked on Ele.me to prepare something. He had already told his parents that he would not go home on National Day, that it would be normal for him to stay at school and that there would be no one at home.

Teng Xiaofeng has long been accustomed to living alone, his parents completely free-range him, not so much free-range, but rather his father only cares about making money and does not spend time on himself, and his mother has not paid attention to the company's affairs since returning to China, after all, his son is also older, so he and her various friends are chic and play everywhere.

Teng Xiaofeng was hungry after cleaning up for a while, so he took a taxi to the supermarket to buy groceries, planning to cook by himself tonight.

Teng Xiaofeng called Jiang Chen and wanted to call him for dinner.

"I'm going to cook tonight, so I'm going to have a show."

"Did I hear me right? Boss Teng cooks himself? Still calling me to eat? ”

"No further nonsense, I'll take a taxi to buy groceries later, and I'll pick you up by the way."

"I really convince you, you don't drive so many cars in your garage, you have to take a taxi, can you drive a luxury car to pick me up!?" Jiang Chen's tone gradually became impatient, in fact, he just wanted to experience the feeling of being picked up by the boss in a luxury car.

"You know what? I call it promoting the development of the taxi industry and indirectly promoting economic consumption. ”

"Alas, if you drive a luxury car to pick me up, I will consider not going on a blind date tonight, if you insist on indirectly promoting economic development, I still go to find my love."

"Let's go on a blind date." Teng Xiaofeng hung up the phone and the car arrived, Teng Xiaofeng himself didn't expect that he would actually think of calling Jiang Chen to eat, he basically ate alone in the past two years, and it has become a habit, but he didn't expect to come back from a trip and was not used to being alone, Teng Xiaofeng himself was also taken aback.

Teng Xiaofeng just came out of the supermarket, but on the way home, he saw a person who looked like Gong Yao, Teng Xiaofeng immediately asked the driver to pull over first, and walked up to see that it was really Gong Yao.

Teng Xiaofeng didn't expect to bump into it again just after separation. But Teng Xiaofeng found that her eyes seemed to be a little strange, maybe she was a little tired when she just came back from a trip, but it looked more like she was preoccupied.

offered to send her home but was refused, maybe she wanted to be alone and quiet, Teng Xiaofeng no longer insisted on going down.

Teng Xiaofeng just got into the car, and saw Gong Yao stunned in the rear mirror and looked at the car straight, until the driver drove Gong Yao was still watching, Teng Xiaofeng's heart was also confused, I don't know what Gong Yao is thinking at the moment.

Teng Xiaofeng immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Gong Yao.

--Go back and get some rest.

Teng Xiaofeng came home and started to wash the vegetables, he found a lot of packing boxes in the trash can, remembering that his mother sent a message to himself two days ago saying that he was going to Moscow with his aunt to play, and he guessed that the packing boxes in the trash can were all his father's, and he could only pack them back from outside to eat when he went home every day, it didn't matter what he ate, but the body honestly made dinner for two.

The sound of crackling stir-fry and fried meat in the kitchen brought the house back to life, and on the table was a plate of crystal-clear sweet and sour pork ribs that had been thickened, and the steak in the refrigerator was also fried with various condiments and cut in half, lying obediently on a milky white plate, a pot of milky white rich crucian carp and tofu soup, and a plate of green vegetables.

In fact, in terms of eating, Teng Xiaofeng is still very particular, these dishes are self-taught by himself, every time his parents are not at home, he tinkers with how to cook at home, physics and mathematics and his excellent he also has a bit of talent in cooking, but no one seems to have eaten his own food.

After the meal is cooked, dinner has turned into a supper. After eating, he cleaned his dishes and chopsticks, thinking that his father, who either didn't meet and quarreled when they met, hadn't come back yet, and he didn't know if he had eaten, so he put all the food on the table and went upstairs by himself.

Teng Sheng came back the moment he closed the door, carrying the dinner that the assistant had packed in his hand, and after changing his shoes to heat the dinner, he smelled a fragrance, and thought that he was so hungry that the air smelled was fragrant.

When he entered the kitchen, he found that the table was full of dishes that were still hot, and by the color and the smell that could be asked from the door, he knew that his son had made it. Her wife can't make such a dish, the food she makes can only be put in her mouth and swallowed, and she doesn't invite a nanny, and she loves to play, Teng Sheng is a little dissatisfied in his heart, but who says that he only loves this one person in his life, he can only be spoiled.

Teng Sheng had eaten Teng Xiaofeng's cooking, but Teng Xiaofeng didn't know it. In the past, when Teng Xiaofeng was still a sophomore in high school, he once quarreled with his son, and he went out to eat by himself in a fit of anger, leaving his son alone at home, but who knew that Teng Xiaofeng would cook for himself, fried a plate of rice with the bits and pieces of the refrigerator, and put it in the rice cooker after he didn't finish it.

The second time was when he was in his third year of high school, at three o'clock in the morning, Teng Xiaofeng hadn't slept yet, he was hungry and went downstairs to make supper, made noodles with the ham that his mother brought back from Spain, and fried a chicken chop. Teng Sheng smelled a strong fragrance when he went to the toilet at night, walked into the kitchen and saw that there was still half a bowl of noodles and a small piece of chicken chop in the pot, and he drank all the noodle soup in the kitchen before going back to sleep.

He knew that his son's cooking was delicious, but he never mentioned that he had eaten his food, and he never praised him for his majesty as a father.

Teng Sheng looked at this table of dishes at the moment, and thought that he must have made so much to let himself eat, so he couldn't eat it behind his back now, so he sat down generously, put aside the dinner he had packed from the restaurant outside, and took a big bite of the food made by his son, laughing while eating.

After careful calculation, I haven't eaten a dish with the taste of my family for a long time, and while eating, Teng Sheng suddenly became stunned, looking at this table of dishes, thinking to himself Did his son really come out of that accident?