After getting off work in the afternoon, Chen Yuhao took the subway directly to Yimeng.

"Knock knock" Chen Yuhao knocked on the door twice.

"Here we go."

Yi Meng's voice came from inside, and a smile appeared on Chen Yuhao's face.

"Come in," Imu opened the door.

Yimeng was wearing a home dress, an apron around his body, his hair was stuck at the back of his head with a hairpin, his hair was loosely covering his ears, and he was wearing slippers on his feet. This kind of Yimeng made Chen Yuhao even more fascinated. Although it's not the first time I've seen her dressed like this, every time I see her, it makes him feel bright.

Chen Yuhao entered the house, closed the door, and then looked her up and down as if he had seen Yimeng for the first time.

Yi Meng was a little embarrassed by him, his face flushed, and asked, "What are you doing?" Don't know me? ”

"Hmm~, don't say it, it's really a bit of a housewife." Chen Yuhao held his chin with his hand and said seriously.

"Go aside" Iemon was amused by his appearance, and instead of talking to him, he turned and walked to the kitchen.

Chen Yuhao changed his shoes and followed behind Yi Meng.

As soon as he walked into the kitchen, he saw several cleaned dishes on the stove, including his favorite beef and shrimp, and the thick smell of chicken soup in the kitchen, and he suddenly felt that his stomach was so hungry that he could not bear it, and his mouth was about to water. "Dream: Tonight's hot pot is so rich! I'm going to bring the cooker to the dinner table now. With that, he bent down and opened the cabinet door

"I won't eat hot pot tonight."

Chen Yuhao straightened up, and Yimeng handed him a garlic,

"Huh? Don't eat hot pot anymore? Chen Yuhao took the garlic, and a worried expression appeared on his face. Although he knew that Yi Meng loved to visit the "vegetable section" and "fresh meat section" in the mall, he had never tasted her other meals except for hot pot for more than a year. I really don't know what the food she makes will taste like?

"If you want to eat hot pot, wait until the injury on your hand is healed before eating."

"It's okay, is this injury also called an injury?"

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Yimeng chopped vegetables, and Chen Yuhao peeled garlic next to her. Not to mention, Yimeng's knife skills in cutting vegetables are still quite skillful, picking up a peeled potato, "chop chop~" After a rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables, the round potatoes became a small pile of shredded potatoes of uniform thickness; Pick up a peeled lettuce, and in the same way, after a while, the long lettuce becomes a small and uniform pile of lettuce slices; 、、、、、、。

Chen Yuhao, who was on the side, stopped peeling garlic with his hand, and was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Yi Meng, who looked like he didn't know anything, to have this hand, and it seemed that he was blessed tonight. At this time, Yi Meng, who was already perfect, suddenly became more dazzling in his eyes. He couldn't help but move his gaze to Yi Meng's face, "Hey~, why am I not the king tearing onions?" Or let me be more capable, I don't want to make hundreds of millions or tens of millions a year, just make a million. In this way, I will also have the confidence to chase my beloved dreams. Thinking of this cruel reality, the feeling of loss instantly haunted his heart. Lowering his head, his eyes moved back to the garlic in his hand, and continued to peel his garlic.

After ten minutes or so, all the dishes were carefully transformed by Yimeng's little hands. Yimeng was about to start stir-frying, and the smoke was wafting in the kitchen, so she asked Chen Yuhao to go out. Chen Yuhao was not afraid of oil smoke, and he didn't go out to see how she was stir-frying.

"I've never seen you stir-fry, I want to see your stir-frying skills."

"It's going to be choking, so you might as well get out."

"It's fine."

As soon as the range hood was turned on, the kitchen began to be full of wind and water, and Yi Mengmeng poured the dishes into the pot and quickly stir-fried them with a spatula. After a while, the aroma of the dish spreads, and soon a plate of dishes is fried. Chen Yuhao didn't bother to take the chopsticks, so he directly pinched one with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth. Chewed twice and gave Yimeng a thumbs up. "Delicious".

"Didn't disappoint you, did you?" Imu gave him a smug look, washed the pot and put it on the stove, poured in the oil, and put the lettuce into the pot

"Delicious, delicious, the level of a five-star hotel chef." Chen Yuhao picked up the chopsticks and took a bite in his mouth,

Yimeng was amused by him, smiled, and took a puff of oil smoke, choking her to quickly drop the spatula, turn around and cough non-stop. The fire is a bit big, and the dish has to be stir-fried constantly so that it will not be mushy. Seeing that the dishes in the pot were about to be mushy, Yimeng was still coughing, in order not to let the vegetables burn out, there was no way, Chen Yuhao could only dry the duck on the shelves, he picked up the shovel and began to stir-fry.

Yi Mengmeng finally stopped coughing, but she didn't take the shovel in Chen Yuhao's hand, but stood aside and commanded, "Put half a spoonful of salt."

Chen Yuhao put the salt and turned it over a few times. "Alright, put some water."

"Turn down the heat, put some MSG, and get out of the pot."

The dish was out of the pot, Yi Meng went to get the spatula in Chen Yuhao's hand, "Come on, give it to me." ”

Unexpectedly, after a dish was burned, Chen Yuhao actually had fun cooking dishes - he didn't want to hand over the spatula to Li Meng, "Dream: Let me fry another plate." ”。

"Okay, you can fry the rest of the dishes."

"Great," Chen Yuhao was happy like a child.

Yi Meng looked at him and smiled, then took off the apron on his body and handed it to Chen Yuhao, "Tie the apron and don't splash your oil." ”

Chen Yuhao took the apron and tied it. Yi Meng also learned from Chen Yuhao's appearance when he looked at himself just now: he looked him up and down, and said seriously: "Well, don't say it, it's really a bit like a chef." ”

Chen Yuhao immediately put on a cool chef's appearance to match Yi Mengkua's words: his hands were crossed in front of his chest, and he stood straight and straight. "Hahaha~, I'm Chef Chen."

"Chef Chen, hurry up and show your skills."

"Okay"

Chen Yuhao put the pot on the stove, but then he didn't know what to do. "What am I going to put in it?"

"Hahaha~" Imeng was amused at once.

Next, Chen Yuhao was in charge, and Yi Meng was on the side to guide, and quickly fried the rest of the dishes.

The two brought the dishes to the table, and Chen Yuhao moved his chopsticks as soon as he sat down. Imeng took out a bottle of red wine and two goblets from the wine cabinet, opened them, and put them on top.

Although there are only four dishes and one soup on the table, with the addition of these two glasses of red wine, it suddenly looks grand. Chen Yuhao stopped the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Yi Meng, "How did you make it so ceremonial?" ”

"Didn't my sales break 10 million this month, borrow this meal to simply celebrate for me." Imu said, raising his glass.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's about celebrating."

Chen Yuhao hurriedly picked up his wine glass and said generously: "Dream: I wish you more and more orders and a bright future." ”

But as soon as he finished speaking, an inexplicable melancholy arose in his heart, and he raised his wine glass and slammed it on Yimeng's wine glass. "Dang", a head up, a drink.

Yi Meng was stunned by Chen Yuhao's sudden abnormal behavior, she looked at him stunned, "What's wrong?" Aren't you happy for me? ”

Chen Yuhao realized his abnormality at this time, and immediately smiled on his face, pretending to be happy, "Happy, of course I'm happy for you, but if you develop in the future, don't ignore me." ”

Yi Meng understood Chen Yuhao's abnormality just now, so he suddenly realized, "Are you worried about this." How could I? You can stick a knife in my ribs, no matter how developed I am in the future, I will not ignore you, no matter where I go in the future, I will take you with me, okay? ”

"Okay, this is decided, no repentance."

"No Regrets"

"When" the two of their wine glasses touched again, and at the same time they raised their heads and drank them all.

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After eating, Yimeng took the dishes and chopsticks into the sink, but just put water on them and soaked them, but did not wash them immediately. She walked out of the kitchen and said to Chen Yuhao, who was smoking on the balcony, "Let's go downstairs." ”

"Good"

At night, when there is no sunlight, it becomes cooler, and there are many people walking leisurely on every path in the community. Chen Yuhao and Li Meng also merged into one of the small roads. The lights in the community are not as bright as the outside, dim and dim, and there is no singing sound played by the stereo echoing in the sky, plus there are trees and lawns, compared with the busy, noisy and bustling outside world, it is quiet and very comfortable. Let people unload the physical and mental fatigue and forget the sorrow at once.

"I didn't expect it to be quite comfortable in this community." Chen Yuhao said (It was the first time he had walked in this neighborhood at night.) ）

"The greenery of this neighborhood is very well done. Best for a night out for a walk. ”

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The two walked side by side, saying two words if they had something to say, and walking quietly if they didn't have anything to say, no one racked their brains to find something to say because they were cold and afraid of embarrassment. Of course, they won't be embarrassed either. As long as they have each other around, they don't feel lonely, and they don't talk the same way. The difference is: for Chen Yuhao, this feeling is a feeling of love; And for Imon, this feeling is the feeling of a friend.

The two walked around, and when they saw a bench in front of them, they went over and sat down. After a while, a snow-white kitten "meowed" out of the shadows next to it.

"What a pretty kitten." Imeng exclaimed in surprise.

Then he learned the cat's call to the kitten: "Meow meow"

The kitten heard the call and walked towards them. Yimeng picked up the kitten and stroked the kitten with her hand, her face became gentle and innocent, and the kitten meekly shrunk into her arms.

This kind of Yimeng is so gentle and cute, Chen Yuhao looked at her blankly. After a few seconds, he said softly: "If you like it so much, take it back and raise it." ”

"Take it back and raise it, the kitten may not be happy."

"Why?"

"Take it back, its world is only about 70 square meters, if you don't take it back, its world is the whole community, you say it will like that?"

"That's just as well."

After saying that, Yimeng put the kitten on the ground, and the kitten "meowed" and walked away

The two walked around again, and Chen Yuhao sent Yimeng downstairs and went back.

Returning to this deserted rented house, the feeling of loneliness and loss climbed into Chen Yuhao's heart again. He came to the balcony, looked at the brightly lit mayor and sighed, then lit a cigarette, frowned again, and began to swallow the clouds again.

From meeting Yimeng to now, more than a year, his love for Yimeng has been piled up in his heart, from a small mound has become a Mount Tai, so that he is almost out of breath, but the star of Yimeng is rising higher and higher, and it is getting farther and farther away from him.