Sang Zhi had nothing to do during the summer vacation and lived a very leisurely life. Sometimes she would be invited out by friends to play, and most of the rest of the time she would stay at home alone and draw pictures.
I occasionally meet Duan Jiaxu.
Unlike her, Duan Jiaxu is very busy at work. He works overtime until 11 or 12 o'clock every day, and squeezes out his rest time like squeezing toothpaste. Except for the occasional solo break, he basically has no time every day.
Normally, Sang Zhi could only go over to see him during meal time. But compared to when she was in Yihe, it was a lot better when they were in different places.
Knowing that starting a business is tiring, and Duan Jiaxu was trying his best to spend time with her, Sang Zhi didn't feel angry, she just felt that this day was too boring.
A week passed like this.
Sang Zhi began to find something else to do for himself on top of the original things.
Sang Zhi became interested in cooking because of a video she saw on the Internet. There were a lot of ingredients at home, so she didn't have to go out to buy them. When she got interested, she got up and ran to the kitchen.
Facing the video, Sang Zhi followed the steps above and completed them carefully step by step. She felt that every step of her operation was particularly perfect, except when it was time to put it in the pot and prepare to stir-fry.
Sang Zhi has a great principle in doing things. It doesn't matter if you do something embarrassing, as long as it doesn't hurt your own flesh and blood.
On weekdays, she is the only one at home.
So no one knows how Sang Zhi went about it.
She stood there and thought for a moment, washed her hands, and returned to the room. Sang Zhi turned over a long coat that reached her ankles, put it on, and then wrapped a scarf around her neck.
After thinking about it, Sang Zhi put on gloves, a mask, and a pair of prescription glasses. She took out the eye mask from the drawer, covered her forehead, and then left the room.
As soon as I reached the restaurant, there was movement from the entrance.
Sang Zhi's heart skipped a beat. As soon as she raised her eyes, she met Sang Yan's gaze as if she was mentally retarded. She felt a little embarrassed and stood stiffly: "Brother, why are you back?"
"Get something." Sang Yan looked at her up and down and said with difficulty, "Are you going to go out wearing this?"
Sang Zhi said honestly: "I plan to fry an egg."
Sang Yan: "..."
Be silent for a few seconds.
Sang Yan suddenly took out his mobile phone and took a picture of her.
Sang Zhi was stunned: "What are you doing?"
Sang Yan said naturally: "Post it on Moments."
Sang Zhi's eyes widened and she walked over to grab his phone: "Are you that boring?"
Sang Yan raised his hand, raised his head, and quickly operated his fingers on the screen. With his other hand, he pressed Sang Zhi's head and pushed her away.
After the transmission was successful, Sang Yan turned off the screen: "Okay, you can fry your eggs."
"..." Sang Zhi stared at him, resisting the urge to go up and beat him to death. She suppressed her temper, took out her cell phone from her pocket, and looked at her WeChat Moments.
No new content.
She raised her head suspiciously: "Have you blocked me?"
Sang Yan walked to the room. When he heard this, he paused in his steps and said lazily: "You said it wrong."
Sang Zhi: "?"
"It's for Duan Jia Xu."
"..."
Sang Zhi pursed her lips and opened the chat window with Duan Jiaxu to take a look. She was probably still busy and didn't check WeChat, and he didn't look for her either.
Anyway, it was not like she had never been embarrassed in front of these two people, so Sang Zhi simply ignored it. But she felt unhappy at the same time. She rummaged through the photo album on her phone for a long time and found an ugly photo of Zhang Sangyan and sent it to Wen Yifan.
Sang Zhi entered the kitchen again.
She turned on the fire, waited for the oil to heat up, and poured in the mixed egg liquid. She heard a crackling sound, but the oil did not explode as she expected.
Sang Yan entered the kitchen at this time and took the spatula from her hand: "Get out of the way."
"..." Sang Zhi was not very happy, "I want to do it myself."
"I'm afraid the kitchen will explode."
Sang Zhi stood nearby, looking into the pot and muttering: "You are exaggerating. I think I did a good job."
"Do you usually do it yourself?" Sang Yan said casually, "Are you hurting yourself?"
"..." Sang Zhi swallowed her anger, "I usually don't cook it myself, I always order takeout. I just want to make a bento today. If it's delicious, I'll take it to Brother Jiaxu for lunch."
"Oh." Sang Yan understood, "You want to change your boyfriend."
"..."
This time Sang Zhi couldn't help it anymore: "The food I make is not so bad."
Sang Yan just finished frying the eggs and put them into the bowl next to him. He lowered his eyes and said in a particularly harsh tone: "Ren Duan Jia Xu is very kind to you, there is no need to be so harmful to others."
Sang Zhi was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Seeing her cutting up the vegetables and meat and putting them aside, Sang stretched out his hand, raised his chin, and simply fried a piece for her: "Bring it here."
Sang Zhi moved her lips, wanting to say something, but finally compromised and handed him the plate.
Taking advantage of this time, Sang Zhi went back to the room and changed a set of clothes. Then she returned to the kitchen, took out two lunch boxes, put some rice in them, carefully arranged them on the plates, and made two lunch boxes.
Sang Yan washed his hands: "I'm leaving."
Sang Zhi: "Brother, did you drive here?"
"Um."
"Then take me to my boyfriend's place by the way."
"..."
Sang Zhi closed the lunch box and packed it in a bag, with a strange expression: "I was planning to slowly make a love lunch for him, but in the end, half of it was made by you, so what does that mean?"
Sang Yan's eyebrows jumped.
"It's really weird to say it." Sang Zhi muttered, "I made a love lunch for my boyfriend with my brother."
"..." Sang Yan said expressionlessly, "Take a taxi yourself."
Sang Zhi told Duan Jiaxu on WeChat that she was coming over. She had never been to his studio before and only passed by this area when she came to see him.
Walking to the office building, Sang Zhi happened to see Duan Jiaxu's figure.
Duan Jiaxu came over, helped her carry the bag, and said by the way: "Did you make it yourself?"
Sang Zhi directly ignored Sang Yan's contribution and nodded: "Yes."
Duan Jiaxu said amusedly: "Wearing something like that?"
Sang Zhi frowned: "Do you also want to laugh at me?"
"No." Duan Jiaxu held her hand and raised his eyebrows, "It's quite cute. I'll wear it like this when cooking from now on. As long as it doesn't hurt."
Sang Zhi took the initiative and said, "I should do it for you tomorrow too."
Duan Jiaxu smiled again: "Yeah."
After a while, he asked: "Why do you suddenly want to cook?"
"I have nothing to do." Sang Zhi said, "I think cooking is quite interesting."
The two took the elevator upstairs and entered the studio.
The space was not big, and there were about ten people inside, all of whom were eating takeout. Hearing the noise, a bunch of people chatting all turned their heads and looked this way.
Duan Jiaxu introduced lightly: "My girlfriend, you can just call me sister-in-law."
As soon as these words were said, there was a neat and loud voice: "Hello, sister-in-law!"
Sang Zhi: "..."
She felt a little embarrassed, so she pretended to be calm and said hello to them. When she turned around, Duan Jiaxu pulled her to his desk: "You sit here."
Then, Duan Jiaxu pulled the chair next to her and sat on it. He opened the lunch box and asked with interest: "Can you cook?"
Sang Zhi explained: "I made it by reading the online guide."
Duan Jiaxu seemed to be in a good mood, but still told him: "Be careful yourself. If you feel unsure, don't do it. I can just eat takeout."
"No." Sang Zhi said, "It's quite fun."
In the next few days, Sang Zhi worked all morning as usual and made two bento boxes. Although the taste was a bit worse than those fried by Sang Yan, it was still acceptable.
Sang Zhi often comes to Duan Jiaxu's studio and naturally chats with his colleagues. She also knows that they all know that there is a person like her, but they have never met her in person.
This interest lasted for less than a week, and Sang Zhi began to feel that cooking was extremely boring and she couldn't get excited. When she got up that day, she stayed in bed for a while and told Duan Jiaxu in advance that the day would not pass.
Thinking of going back tomorrow, I stayed in bed all day with my tablet in my arms.
Same thing the next day.
Tomorrow after tomorrow, Sang Zhi never entered the kitchen again.
After Sang Zhi failed to deliver meals at noon, Duan Jiaxu returned to living a life of eating takeout every day with his colleagues. He didn't mind it too much, and was worried that she would get hurt if she stayed in the kitchen all the time.
But inexplicably.
None of his colleagues thought so.
One noon, Duan Jiaxu heard them chatting in the tea room.
"Actually, I always thought that the boss had a girlfriend because he was just bragging. He just made up an excuse because he didn't want to fall in love."
"Yes, yes, I thought so too, because I've never seen him bring it out."
"No, he spends his free time either on the phone or looking at his cell phone. It's obvious that he has someone he's interested in."
"You look like you have a girlfriend! I heard him talking on the phone last time. Can you believe that such a scary person like the boss is actually acting like a baby?" The boy began to imitate his tone greasyly, "Kid, why are you so cruel?
ah?"
Duan Jiaxu's eyelids moved.
"And don't you think the boss is a bit scary lately?"
"Kind of."
"Right? I also feel that since my sister-in-law didn't come over, I felt that although he was smiling, there was a sense that there was a knife hidden in his smile."
"Has the boss been dumped? Otherwise, why would my sister-in-law suddenly stop coming?"
"I think it's possible. I've heard that my sister-in-law seems to dislike the boss a little and thinks he's old. I only found out after overhearing that the boss is actually 80 years old."
"Fuck."
"Fuck."
"36 years old?"
"The boss's conditions are quite good. My sister-in-law looks like she is still in college, and she is quite different in age. I think he really likes my sister-in-law. Besides working, he always looks for her, which gives me the impression that she is a bit clingy."
"Forget it, don't mention it."
"That's right, the boss probably doesn't want others to know and is forcing himself on us."
"Okay, let's just pretend we don't know."
Duan Jiaxu: "..."
He twitched his lips, did not enter the tea room, turned back to his seat, and called Sang Zhi.
Sang Zhi quickly picked up: "Hello."
Duan Jiaxu said casually: "What are you doing?"
Sang Zhi: "Draw a picture."
"Are you free tomorrow?"
"Yes."
Duan Jiaxu was silent for a few seconds, then said as if unintentionally: "Come here and give me a meal."
The author has something to say: The extra chapter should probably include a marriage proposal. What you are talking about is to make Duan Laogou angry.
Isn’t this!! Are you giving me a problem!!!!!!!!!
And from Duan Laogou’s perspective, I may not be able to write it. I will read the full text and then consider whether to write it or not. It probably won’t be included in the online version.
The next update should be on 4.19
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