There was a hint of coolness in the air.

I looked out the window, and the sky seemed to be raining again.

In the end, through the layer of window paper, it is not very clear.

You don't have to think about it to know how cold it is outside.

and again in the mountains.

And in this beautiful room, it will always maintain a kind of warmth like a spring breeze, but there is no special dryness like air conditioning, I don't know how the owner here did it?

It's just that the warm and cold meet, and a vague layer of fog rises on the window paper.

I watched it in a blur, remembering that when I was a child, I always liked to scribble on the fog.

Nowadays there is no glass for me to scribble, anyway, I can't help but stretch out my fingers, dip the tea in the teacup, and start to draw on the wooden table.

A rabbit head that has not changed for thousands of years.

It was a rabbit that I raised when I was a child and stayed with me for two years. It was only then that it mysteriously disappeared and I cried for a long time.

When I grew up, it dawned on me that it was probably a neighbor's meal, because his family had dried a rabbit skin a week later.

It was such a tragedy that I still don't want to think about it, but the rabbit left a deep mark on my heart, at least alleviating my loneliness.

"You had rabbits when you were a kid?" A voice sounded, and I looked up in surprise, I never thought that Shen Jingyun would ask me this kind of question, does he seem to care about this kind of person?

"Yes." I nodded slightly. Suddenly I felt that Shen Jingyun was also a careful person, I just drew a rabbit head, and he could guess that I had raised a rabbit.

The candlelight flickered, and there was a faint warmth to the whole room.

So much so that in this warmth, there is a sense of unreality in the hazy sight.

It was in this sense of unreality that I saw Shen Jingyun's gaze suddenly soften, and I suspected that this was my delusion.

Because there is always a kind of alienation and coldness in his eyes, but the softness at this time is completely warm, and I feel that only this kind of look is in line with his face that is so delicate that it seems not to eat the fireworks of the world.

I was a little stunned.

Shen Jingyun ignored my gaze, but with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, he also stretched out his fingers, dipped them on the tea, and began to scratch on the wooden table.

"As a child, I was also lonely. It's really in a barely populated place, and I can't find a single child. I don't even know what it's like to play games. ”

Shen Jingyun spoke in a low voice, as if talking to himself, and as if he was talking to me.

At this time, he had a kind of emotion on his side face that fell into warm memories, and he didn't know how much more real and moving he was than his usual indifferent appearance.

I couldn't help but hold the teacup, the warm flower tea in the cup was filled with smoke, through the mist, I looked at Shen Jingyun and did not interrupt him.

His fingers seem to be very dexterous, and he sketches a cute and vivid puppy on the table with three strokes and two strokes.

I looked curious, the smile on the corner of Shen Jingyun's mouth expanded, and he continued to say to himself: "Later, I got a puppy, which was found next to the village at the foot of the mountain. It was an abandoned little milk dog, gray hair, not good-looking, dirty, thin like a mouse. But the eyes were pitiful, and they looked at me like that, and I took it back to the mountain. ”

I listened to Shen Jingyun's words in a daze.

"Later, it was always with me. It was my loneliest years, best friend. Shen Jingyun recalled with a smile, and his fingers stopped.

At this time, the body of the puppy has also been completely depicted, lifelike, as if you can still see the head and tail swinging.

Just when he said this, Shen Jingyun didn't speak anymore and fell into a long silence.

He never looked up, but his eyes fell softly on the wooden table, looking at the puppy he had drawn, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he remembered.

He doesn't look like a high-ranking president at all, and he doesn't look like a mysterious Mr. Spirit.

On the contrary, it is full of a childish and innocent feeling, but Shen Jingyun, who feels like this, makes me feel real.

I don't know why, in the face of such Shen Jingyun, my heart softened, although in reality, I was as far away from him as possible.

I was a little worried about the puppy, and couldn't help but ask Shen Jingyun, "What happened later?" ”

Shen Jingyun came back to his senses all of a sudden, and when he looked up at me again, he reverted to his previous coldness and detachment. It's as if the warmth of that moment was something I imagined.

If it weren't for the cute puppy on the wooden table, I would have almost believed it was my own hallucination.

"How's that?" Shen Jingyun didn't seem to remember what he had said before, so he picked up the unfinished cigarette and took a deep breath.

This made me a little speechless, so I simply stopped asking, but said with a dry smile: "The puppy is well drawn, better than my rabbit." ”

Yes, my rabbit is like a stick figure like a rabbit, like the level of a five-year-old child, but Shen Jingyun is lifelike in a few strokes.

"You say this?" Shen Jingyun lowered his head and looked at the table, I didn't know what he was thinking, I couldn't see his gaze clearly, but I saw that he raised his hand and was about to wipe it off.

"Don't." I hurried to stop it.

He was surprised.

"The puppies are cute, the bunnies, the kittens. I've often wished my world could be as simple as they are. "I said a little lonely, yes, at least these cats, dogs, rabbits, rabbits and whatever, don't have to pay off the debt.

I also really like these cute little guys, and sometimes I forget my worries when I see them.

Shen Jingyun was stunned for a moment, and seemed to hesitate.

But the next second, he muttered "childish" and reached out to wipe it off.

But at this time, Zuo Qiu walked into the room with a tray.

With Zuo Qiu's entry, a strange fragrance wafted in the air, like the smell of meat, but not exactly the smell of meat, but this fragrance mobilized at once, I felt hungry.

Shen Jingyun withdrew his hand and sat upright, and the whole person was a high-ranking president.

Zuo Qiu elegantly placed the tray in front of us, and there were two small porcelain altars on the tray, which were tightly covered.

I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, I was used to roadside stalls, I had never eaten in such a high-class place, and I couldn't hide my expectations.

Compared with what I expected, Shen Jingyun seemed much more indifferent.

Yes, as a rich man, what haven't you eaten? It wouldn't be normal if he behaved like me.

However, Zuo Qiu didn't seem to uncover the dish, but took out a small wine bottle as delicate as white jade, two small wine glasses with white porcelain texture, and began to pour wine for me and Shen Jingyun.

Is that rice wine? The beige color is beautiful, and it looks especially cute in the white jade-like transparent wine glass.

I looked seriously, but Zuo Qiu laughed softly, he looked at me, his eyes became gentle: "Little girl, do you like it very much?" It's a beautiful look in your eyes, I haven't seen it in a long time. That's the expectation of food, and I don't know how to hide it. ”

My face turned red all of a sudden, and I wonder if this is complimenting me? Or are you laughing at me?

"It's the kind of eyes that are the most moving, and many of the guests who come here don't know how to respect the food and don't give due expectations. There is a reserve and ordinariness in their eyes, as if the more they are like this, the more they can show their nobility. At the end, Zuo Qiu's expression had faded a lot.

But I am a little weak-hearted, how can he know, I actually want to be more reserved, but I can't be reserved when I face the company meal as the main meal every day.

After pouring rice wine for us, Zuo Qiu looked at Shen Jingyun again, and finally lifted the lid elegantly.

The boiling heat rose out, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Of course, there are also people who come here, not to highlight nobility, their minds are never on food. Whether it's for interpersonal purposes or for another purpose, in the eyes of this kind of person, as long as I can meet his requirements, I will serve a plate of grass, and he doesn't mind. ”

I want to laugh, he is obviously talking about Shen Jingyun.

But Shen Jingyun didn't seem to hear it, picked up the spoon on the side, and began to eat the dish in front of him expressionlessly.

But when I looked at the small porcelain altar in front of me with the lid lifted, I couldn't stop smiling happily.

I have to say that both the appearance and the aroma are attractive enough.

It was a jar of golden soup, the color was very pleasant, I gently scooped it in my mouth, the soup was so thick that it was fresh, and I couldn't help but squint my eyes.

"It's a golden soup made with whole chickens and pork bones that have been roasted until the meat is boiled to a thin scale. Scoop it inside, and there is a lot of minced meat. ”

I obediently fished it with a spoon and really found a lot of good things.

"After adding fish lips and bamboo sunflowers, the taste becomes more delicious, and naturally it overshadows the greasy layer of broth, can you taste it?" Zuo Qiu looked at me gently.

I swallowed a big mouthful, and my burned face turned red, causing Zuo Qiu to chuckle for a while.

Delicious, really delicious! I don't want to stop when it's delicious, and every time I bite into it, I get a mouthful of warm juice, mixed with broth and drink, and the aftertaste is endless.

In addition to this, I also feel that there is another special taste in this soup, which seems to be a medicinal aroma? I looked up uncertainly and asked, "Is there any Chinese medicine added to this?" ”

Zuo Qiu looked at me, still smiling gently, and did not answer my question.

Over there, Shen Jingyun ate extremely decisively, scooped up a piece of bamboo sunflower with a spoonful, ate it, scooped up a piece of something with a spoonful, and ate it again.

simply, scooping the thick soup in the jar in a big gulp, and not afraid of being hot.

A dish is finished.

I didn't have any expression during the whole process, and I didn't know if it was good or not.

But it didn't seem rude, the action was smooth, there was no spilled soup, and there was no waste.

Zuo Qiu naturally saw this scene too, his gentle demeanor was gone, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little.

Finally, he took a deep breath and said to me, "Don't pay attention to him, as long as you can fill your stomach, it doesn't matter if he eats grass." ”

Zuo Qiu went down to prepare another dish.

I took a sip of rice wine, the sweetness of the glutinous rice, it turned out that after eating this golden soup, with a sip of special rice wine, it was an endless aftertaste.

I can't help but start looking forward to Zuoqiu's second course.