Reborn on the Happy Hall + Spoiler

"Okay, I know about it," Xu Yihan said, "I have a chance to help her stir fry."

Fang Wen didn't answer, with a hesitant expression on his face.

Xu Yihan: "What's wrong?"

Fang Wen shook his head: "It's nothing, Mr. Xu, then I'll have a small meeting with the editor first."

"OK, let's go."

After Fang Wen left, Xu Yihan looked at Black's column on the computer screen and thought, Fang Wen probably didn't want Black to be "fired".Indeed, for an author who has been writing for eight years and has written more than 400 million words of novels, it would be too ironic if the way she finally became popular was through deliberate hype.But in fact, Xu Yihan only responded with his words. He really didn't have much interest in the author named black: no hot spots, no bright spots, no controversy, what's there to praise?What he wants to do through this game is to create gods. He wants to create an idol who will respond to everyone and make fans obey. Only in this way can he bring benefits.And the process of creating gods always needs someone to be a foil-who has time to care how many words you have written over the years, red is the last word.

On this day, fire finished writing the last update of this week in a smooth manner.And because of that ridiculous palette, Zhao Xin had to confess to Liu Yusheng: Lu Weifu was Donaldson, and Donaldson knew that the canned hairtail was Liu Yusheng.

On the phone, Liu Yusheng's voice was a little hoarse, and each word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "Donaldson, what happened back then, I really didn't mean anything..."

Zhao Xin quickly said: "I know, I didn't mean to blame you, I just wanted to tell you—"

"Since you don't blame me," Liu Yusheng interrupted him, "then let's pretend we don't know each other, okay?"

Because of Liu Yusheng's words, Zhao Xin didn't dare to respond on the Internet.And Liu Yusheng's Weibo has remained silent.

This day was surprisingly calm.

Xu Yihan came home from get off work early, and saw flowers on the table in the living room as soon as he entered the door.Those carnations that he dropped on the ground and bent down to pick them up were inserted by Deng Yuan in a small transparent plastic bucket, and a bright green ribbon was wrapped around the edge, and a small bow was tied.

Xu Yihan walked to the table, bent down and looked at the flowers: "This vase is quite... unique."

Deng Yuan smiled embarrassedly: "It's not a vase, it's the snacks you bought a few days ago. There is a bucket of biscuits inside. I think this biscuit bucket is quite suitable, so I used it for flower arrangement."

After he said this, Xu Yihan noticed that there were still some black marks left on the small plastic bucket, which were the offset marks left when the trademark was torn off.

"Go buy a vase," Xu Yihan put his arms around Deng Yuan's shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Choose whatever you want, and I'll reimburse you."

"No, right? I think it's okay... The main reason is that the plastic bucket is in good condition, and it's okay to leave it alone."

"What does it mean to leave it alone?" Xu Yihan laughed, "Just throw it away."

Deng Yuan looked at Xu Yihan and said seriously: "This thing can be sold for money."

Xu Yihan: "..."

Deng Yuan's face was a little red: "Yihan, you may not know that these waste paper boxes and waste plastics can be sold for money. I just want to save up... Uh," as he spoke, he seemed to have a sudden reaction , His face turned red all of a sudden, "No, your house is so clean, there is no place to save these things - I will throw them away tomorrow."

Looking at Deng Yuan's appearance, Xu Yihan felt soft in his heart, as if he had become the cosmetic cream in Deng Yuan's palm again, being slowly melted by him.

"You can keep it. This bucket is transparent, and it looks pretty nice with flowers in it." Xu Yihan smiled slowly, "But I have a condition."

Deng Yuan: "Huh?"

Xu Yihan leaned over and approached Deng Yuan.

He whispered, "Sister, give me a kiss."

Deng Yuan's eyes were wide open, looking shocked.

There was still a smile on the corner of Xu Yihan's mouth, he turned the left side of his face slightly to Deng Yuan, deliberately closed his eyes and waited.

He counted silently in his heart, one second, two seconds, three seconds - he waited for Deng Yuan to kiss his cheek.

Four seconds, five seconds, six seconds—two soft and warm lips suddenly landed on Xu Yihan's lips.

Chapter 35

As quickly as a flash of illusion, Deng Yuan's lips closed on Xu Yihan's lips.

The next second, Xu Yihan grabbed Deng Yuan's arm and pulled him into his arms with a little force.

"What are you running for?" He said casually, then leaned over and pressed Deng Yuan's lips.Deng Yuan's lips are as soft as his shoulders.Xu Yihan rubbed the fine lines on Deng Yuan's lips with the tip of his tongue, and at the same time raised his other hand to rest on the back of Deng Yuan's head, pressing Deng Yuan's lips to himself.Deng Yuan snorted "hmm", Xu Yihan took the opportunity to go deep and hooked the tip of his tongue.There was a fruity smell in Deng Yuan's mouth, Xu Yihan teased the tip of Deng Yuan's tongue, feeling like there was a piece of sweet fudge on the tip of his tongue.

Xu Yihan let go, Deng Yuan panted heavily, his chest rose and fell.

"What did you eat?" Xu Yihan whispered, "It's sweet."

Deng Yuan looked at Xu Yihan softly: "...that's right, it's strawberry candy."

Xu Yihan smiled: "I will eat oranges tomorrow, I like the taste of oranges."

His words were so blunt that it was almost blatant, but Deng Yuan seemed dumbfounded by the kiss, and repeated: "Tomorrow?"

Xu Yihan was still smiling, and reached out to touch Deng Yuan's face: "That's tonight, sister."

Deng Yuan prepared dinner in advance, fried pork with fresh bamboo shoots, baby vegetables and fish ball soup, cold seaweed shreds.Before, Xu Yihan gave Deng Yuan a 5000 yuan supermarket consumption card, and asked Deng Yuan to go to the supermarket to buy whatever he wanted, and he could cook whatever he wanted.Deng Yuan's cooking is delicious, but what's interesting is that even though he has a 5000 yuan card, he still only buys some home-cooked ingredients, beef, pork, tomatoes, and onions. The most expensive one he has ever bought is just a cod. "It's too expensive, this supermarket is too much of a rip-off," Deng Yuan frowned seriously at the time, "Such a fish costs more than 300?"

The fried pork with bamboo shoots and baby vegetables and fish ball soup were wiped out by the two of them, leaving only a handful of shredded kelp left to eat.Although Deng Yuan ate the meal in silence and his cheeks were flushed, he looked at the leftover shreds of kelp and asked in a low voice, "Yihan, do you still eat?"

Xu Yihan shook his head: "I'm full."

Deng Yuan picked up the chopsticks that had been put down, put the unfinished kelp shreds into the bowl, and started to eat.

Xu Yihan looked at Deng Yuan with some amusement, for him, Deng Yuan's lifestyle was simply too interesting.He lived in Xu Yihan's house and listened to Xu Yihan almost everything: Xu Yihan ordered takeout when Xu Yihan said, order takeaway when Xu Yihan said change a carpet, buy a new TV when Xu Yihan said buy a new TV.Deng Yuan did not express any objection or dissatisfaction with Xu Yihan's way of life and consumption, but—but he always had some small principles of his own.For example, he will definitely eat up the dishes on the plate instead of throwing them away; for example, he will definitely pick up the tea leaves that Xu Yihan spilled when pouring the tea leaves, and put them into his cup; The last line of water left over from clothes is used to rinse the mop.He cut off the water as Li Bai said. Yes, the blade can cut into any position of the flowing water, but it cannot change the direction and shape of the flowing water.But the flowing water—when I lie flat and you become a river—is so gentle.

After dinner, Xu Yihan and Deng Yuan went out for a walk.Xu Yihan was originally a person who didn't like walking. To be precise, he didn't like all boring and time-consuming things.But this night at the end of March is as light as a feather, the night breeze blows gently across the cheeks, and the street lamps illuminate the tender green leaves. This kind of night makes people want to do something that can be smoked without using their brains. The next walk certainly fit the bill.

Xu Yihan and Deng Yuan came to a small park nearby. On the square in the center of the park, there were uncles and aunts dancing ballroom dances. It was the kind of ballroom dance that can be seen everywhere with dynamic music played. The uncles and aunts were in groups of two. , holding hands around the waist, one party moves forward while the other party retreats, and one party bows its face while the other party bends its waist. Couples of dance partners rotate in the square, like spinning tops blown up by the spring breeze.

Many people stood by and watched, Xu Yihan and Deng Yuan were also among the onlookers.At the moment when a certain rhythm suddenly rises high, the skirts of the aunts draw a perfect curve, the night wind blows away the clouds to reveal a bright moon, and the fragrance of gardenias wafts faintly. , Xu Yihan took Deng Yuan's hand.

Deng Yuan did not refuse.

Then they just kept walking in the park holding hands.Deng Yuan wore a slim-fit knitted dress. The gray and green vertical stripes made his body look slender. The night at the end of March was still a bit cold, and the dress was sleeveless suspenders, so Deng Yuan also wore a thin A long white shawl with fine tassels on the edge, swaying gently in the night wind.Xu Yihan and Deng Yuan held hands, and like other couples in the park, they walked slowly and talked softly.