“Hey, Great Musician Shen,” Tao Xiao leaned leisurely against the head of the bed and said with a smile, “Have you forgotten our purpose? Did you get scared after watching this ghost movie?”
Shen Qiao Han sighed: “Although there are many thrilling plots, it seems that the impact caused by the movie is not enough. We know that these are fictional plots and will be scared, but they will not produce real fear at all… We have to find another way.”
Hearing him say this, Tao Xiao smacked his lips and grinned: “Then, shall we go to Yanhu Amusement Park tomorrow? If you don’t dare to bungee jump, let’s try the roller coaster and the pendulum first, how about it? ”
Before Shen Qiaohan could answer, he heard a very clear stomach rumbling sound: “Gurgle…”
Tao Xiao was stunned, then smiled awkwardly, and raised his voice to cover up: “Well, I haven’t had lunch yet… Did you eat before you came?”
Shen Qiaohan looked away, as if he couldn’t bear to see such a silly expression on “his” face, and said calmly: “I haven’t eaten either.”
Then he got up and walked towards the bedroom door.
“Hey, you don’t want to watch it anymore?” Tao Xiao pointed at the laptop screen, “There’s still half of it!”
“No more.” Shen Qiaohan said, “Do you eat steak? Or pasta?”
Hearing this question, Tao Xiao was stunned at first, then reacted: “You want to cook? Hey, you can actually cook!”
Shen Qiaohan didn’t care, and asked again: “Steak or pasta, which one do you eat?”
Tao Xiao thought for a while: “Noodles… Steak, that thing, there is no staple food, I always feel like I haven’t eaten after eating it. ”
After saying that, he felt a little embarrassed: “Hey, I… came to live in your house, and troubled you to cook… Actually, we can just order takeout.”
Shen Qiaohan opened the door and went out, leaving a sentence: “I don’t eat takeout.”
Tao Xiao, who stayed in the room, was silent for a moment, reached out to close the notebook, and said with a click of the tongue: “…You are the only one who is picky.”
As a “guest” who has occupied the magpie’s nest, he can’t let Shen Qiaohan cook alone. Even if he doesn’t like Shen Qiaohan, he should still help out since the other party is using his body.
Thinking of this, Tao Xiao put down the computer and followed Shen Qiaohan to the kitchen.
The kitchen is not big and is very tidy. There is no gas stove on the countertop, but an induction cooker with an extremely flat surface. If Shen Qiaohan hadn’t pressed the switch, it would have looked like an empty black tabletop.
Tao Xiao didn’t pay much attention to it during his previous visit, but now he was shocked by the various appliances with hard and cold lines in the kitchen: “You use electricity everywhere!”
Shen Qiaohan nodded: “I don’t like open flames, and it’s easier to clean this way.”
This stove is just a flat surface when it is not powered on, and of course it is easier to clean than a gas stove. But without an open flame, Tao Xiao always felt as if something was missing, making the kitchen feel cold and without the taste of “home”.
Shen Qiaohan took two small bags of packaged minced meat from the refrigerator and put them in the oven to thaw. He also took out three tomatoes and a quarter of an onion wrapped in plastic wrap.
Tao Xiao washed his hands and asked, “Can I help you with anything?”
Shen Qiaohan: “No, go and have a rest.”
Tao Xiao stood half a step behind Shen Qiaohan, lowered his head to look at “his” straight neck, raised his hand to pick up a strand of hair and put it around hid braid.
Shen Qiaohan shuddered slightly, turned his head and frowned at him.
Tao Xiao was startled, retracted his hand, and smiled apologetically: “Uh, sorry, I… your braid is loose…”
Because he knew that the person in front of him was “his” body, he didn’t treat him as an outsider in his mind. Now that he thinks about it, this little action may be too ambiguous for Shen Qiaohan.
Although Shen Qiaohan didn’t have any special resistance after knowing that “Xiao” worked in a gay bar, and didn’t know his orientation, he was probably always a little wary in his heart.
Tao Xiao has seen too many strange looks, and can completely understand other people’s thoughts.
Shen Qiaohan paused for a moment, handed the tomato to Tao Xiao: “Help me peel it.”
Tao Xiao took the tomato, blinked his eyes, and smiled: “Okay!”
The two of them worked together and quickly cut the tomatoes and onions, and the meat stuffing was already melted. Shen Qiaohan instructed Tao Xiao to boil a pot of water to prepare the pasta, and he picked up another pan and started to stir-fry the tomato meat sauce.
Watching Shen Qiaohan’s skilled movements, Tao Xiao asked with a smile: “I thought people like you wouldn’t cook by yourself.”
Shen Qiaohan stir-fried onion diced: “Cooking is also a kind of creation, processing raw materials and turning them into food. This process has many similarities with composing music. No matter how busy I am, I will try my best to cook three meals a day by myself, which can also be regarded as a leisure activity to relax my brain after work.”
Listening to these words, Tao Xiao complained in his heart: ‘Isn’t it just cooking a meal? You said it like it was something high-brow, too pretentious.’
Although thinking so, he smiled and said: “I am different. Before the gas stove was broken, I cooked by myself because it really saved money. But now it’s summer, and there is no air conditioning in the kitchen. No one wants to turn on the stove. It’s hot… So we just eat takeout first.”
He felt that this was real life.
Shen Qiaohan didn’t comment, and glanced at the pot next to him: “The water is boiling, put it down.”
He had already prepared an appropriate amount of spiral pasta, and Tao Xiao poured the pasta directly into the pot and stirred it.
At this time, the phone that Shen Qiaohan had just placed next to the kitchen counter rang. The ringtone was a familiar tune to Tao Xiao. He subconsciously looked over and found that it was a call from Zhou Yamin.
“Uh, um, Shen Qiaohan,” he called hesitantly, “Zhou Yamin’s call…” He was now using Shen Qiaohan’s voice, and it was obviously inconvenient to answer.
“Hang up.” Shen Qiaohan didn’t even turn his head, “Use your phone to send him a WeChat message, it might be something from this morning.”
Morning?
What in the morning?
Since something had happened with Zhou Yamin in the morning, why didn’t you tell me as soon as you came back?
Tao Xiao frowned in dissatisfaction, picked up the phone and left the kitchen. Before he had time to edit the message, the message from Zhou Yamin on the other side jumped in first: “Where have you been?”
“Are you still angry?”
Angry?
Tao Xiao paused as he was about to type, hesitated for a moment, and sent an emoticon package without any emotion.
Then he returned to the kitchen and asked Shen Qiaohan: “Did you quarrel with Zhou Yamin this morning?”
Shen Qiaohan let out a breathy “hum” from his nose, and it was hard to tell whether it was a chuckle or disdain.
“His lover came to see him, and when he saw me, he provoked me a few times.” He said calmly, “Zhou Yamin didn’t say anything. I was just about to come to see you, so I went out directly.”
Tao Xiao: … I really don’t know whether I should be sad or sympathize with Zhou Yamin.
If Zhou Yamin knew that the “Tao Xiao” at that time was not Tao Xiao, he would probably regret it so much that he would bang his head against the wall.
Tao Xiao pulled the corners of his mouth, lowered his eyelashes, and looked at the new message that popped up on his phone.
“Xiao Rui didn’t mean any harm, he doesn’t know about our relationship, don’t take it to heart.”
Don’t take it to heart.
Zhou Yamin has said this to him countless times.
Maybe a lie becomes the truth after being told a thousand times, Tao Xiao really doesn’t care about those people now.
With the current relationship between him and Zhou Yamin, he doesn’t even have the qualifications to be jealous.
Since we are going to be buddies, there is no reason to be jealous of your buddy’s lover.
Tao Xiao locked his phone, turned on the silent mode, threw it on the side of the kitchen counter, and ignored it.
Shen Qiaohan left without giving a reason at the time. Instead of finding other unrealistic excuses, “going out to relax” seemed more natural.
“You…” Shen Qiaohan looked back and saw the expression on Tao Xiao’s face. After a slight hesitation, he asked, “You and Zhou Yamin, are you very close?”
This is very important. It is related to how he should deal with the distance between him and Zhou Yamin in the case of soul exchange.
Tao Xiao obviously thought of this, paused, and explained truthfully: “Actually, I am also pursuing him, but I have never succeeded…”
He didn’t mind Shen Qiaohan knowing about it.
Shen Qiaohan looked at his in surprise: “You like men?”
Tao Xiao pulled the corner of his mouth: “Well… but I haven’t had any experience yet, you don’t have to worry.”
Shen Qiaohan shook his head: “That’s not what I meant, I just didn’t expect you to be really homo.”
Tao Xiao had never heard of this word, and was stunned for a moment: “What?”
Shen Qiaohan: “I know that the staff of gay bars are not necessarily homosexual, so I didn’t think about it before.”
Combining the context, Tao Xiao suddenly realized that the word also means homosexual, and guessed that it was a French term.
Seeing that Shen Qiaohan’s face was not abnormal, Tao Xiao smiled and asked: “You don’t seem to discriminate against us?”
“Why should you discriminate?” Shen Qiaohan turned off the stove and turned to look at Tao Xiao, “I still have tolerance for seeking common ground while reserving differences. Moreover, I personally believe that love has nothing to do with gender.”
This is the person outside the circle that Tao Xiao has come into contact with. After knowing his orientation, he behaved most naturally. There was no contempt, nor was he overly curious. He couldn’t help but feel a little touched.
“What about you?” The question came out without thinking.
After asking, Tao Xiao realized that she was prying into Shen Qiaohan’s privacy and apologized immediately: “Oh, sorry, sorry, you don’t have to tell me.”
But Shen Qiaohan didn’t care and replied casually: “I’m not homosexual.”
Tao Xiao felt as if something had fallen to the ground in his heart, and he trembled heavily. He didn’t know if she was relieved for the love that Zhou Yamin was destined to miss.
“However,” Shen Qiaohan suddenly spoke again, “given our current situation, it’s best not to involve emotional matters before the problem is solved. You and Zhou Yamin…”
“Ah, it doesn’t matter, I can wait.” Tao Xiao immediately waved his hand, “Anyway, he, uh, doesn’t have that kind of idea about me, you don’t have to worry.”
Hearing him say this, Shen Qiaohan suddenly frowned: “He knows you like him?”
Tao Xiao smiled bitterly and nodded.
Shen Qiaohan was silent for a long time, looked at Tao Xiao seriously, said nothing, turned around and served the cooked pasta and poured the sauce on it.
“Let’s eat first.” He seemed to deliberately forget the topic they were talking about before, “Do you want salty cheese?”
Tao Xiao smiled: “No, just some noodles will be fine. ”
The tomato meat sauce smells good. He was already hungry, and his index finger was excited. As soon as he sat down, he couldn’t wait to scoop a spoonful into his mouth.
The next second, Tao Xiao froze.
Trying hard to swallow the pasta in his mouth, he hesitated for a while, and finally asked a little embarrassed: “Um, do you have hot sauce and pickles here?”
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