After I was reborn, I was bent by a bamboo horse

Tao Xun was a waste of cooking, Shen Chen twitched the corner of his mouth looking at the half-baked carrot, and finally Shen Chen took it.

Tao Xun could only watch from the sidelines, laying down his hands from time to time, but at least he didn't burn the house down.

In fact, I can't imagine Shen Chen's cooking, such a cold and indifferent person, who is harsh and picky in everything he does, but skillfully and neatly chopping vegetables, his sleeves are slightly rolled up, revealing a long and slender body The arms have distinct textures and a well-proportioned skeleton. Even cooking by hand has no smell of dust and smoke, and the movements are all done in one go.

——It's completely different from Tao Xun who is in a hurry to turn off the water.

It was already half an hour later when the food was served, four dishes, one soup, one meat and one vegetable, only one scrambled egg with tomatoes was made by Tao Gongzi, and the rest went into the trash can.

Because of the sympathy, Shen Chen first moved the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which was quite satisfactory and not to the point of dark cooking. At most, the tomatoes were too old, the eggs were too fishy, ​​and there were just a little eggshell mixed in, but it was not for Yangchun. Master Tao of the water doesn't have to be demanding.

——To be honest, if this is put outside in front of Mr. Shen, it will also go into the trash can. For a person who is picky about cleanliness like him, he will probably be cold-faced the moment he sees the eggshell.

Tao Xun sat nervously by the dining table, waiting for the ending.

Shen Chen looked at him for a long time, and suddenly frowned and asked, "Did you make lunch for me in high school?"

The question was so abrupt that Tao Xun was stunned for a moment, and then he wanted to run away—why does Brother Chen have such a good memory?

——Absolute black history.

In fact, it is not to blame that Shen Chen has a good memory, but this taste is really memorable.

Shen Chen is a man of high school, and he has captured the hearts of girls who don't know how many. Box lunches are delivered non-stop every day. He has no habit of eating other people's food. Most of them end up being dealt with by Master Tao.

But he used to eat a box, Mr. Tao watched him eagerly for a long time before giving it, saying that his friend handed it over on his behalf, and he owed young master Tao a lot of favors at that time, so he made an exception and ate it once.

...Since then, I have become more determined in the habit of not eating what other people give me.

That box of lunch was thrown into the trash can by Tao Xun himself, with a calm expression on his face, no trace could be seen at all.

Later, Young Master Tao suddenly wanted to sign up for a cooking class for a period of time. Maybe he really didn't have much talent in this area. Shen Chen only remembered the Band-Aids he made. Later, he was arrested and scolded by his father on the grounds that he was not doing his job properly during the exam. just give up.

The memories came to an abrupt end, Shen Chen picked up the water glass next to him and swallowed the egg with warm water, lowered his eyes and said, "It's okay."

So Tao Xun happily picked up his chopsticks.

"..."

He simply felt that he had wronged Shen Chen.

It’s also inexplicably funny. At the beginning, the female classmate gave it to Shen Chen, and then he gave it to him too. It was too unpalatable. Four years later, even Shen Chen can cook. Brother Chen was forced to cook by himself.

Speaking from conscience, Shen Chen is really the kitchen above the hall, he can manage the company in a group fight, even if he doesn't do anything but just stands there, it is a famous painting that is pleasing to the eye and only dares to look at it from a distance.

——Compared to that idiot Shen Cong, I don't know how much better it is, so it's no wonder that so many people stared at him, and even chased him into the company shamelessly.

"Brother Chen, you said that you are such a good cook, who will be cheaper in the future? Let you make soup for people to wash their hands?"

Shen Chen paused as he washed his hands, pretending he hadn't heard someone's slightly sour tone, the cool water ran across his bones, bringing a burst of comforting coolness, his eyes darkened slightly, he seemed to be smiling, or seemed to be No.

Wash your hands and make soup, you don't know how to eat.

——This guy really didn’t study hard.

In fact, he learned to cook because he was forced by life. He lived in embarrassment abroad and was not familiar with foreign food. Got mesa.

He is very repulsive, in fact, he has only tried it twice for Tao Xun in these years.

Wipe off the cold water on his hands with a towel, the kitchen after the meal has been cleaned up by the depressed young man, no water stains can be seen.

There was a slight smell of oily smoke from the cooking room, which was blown away by the summer night wind, but it seemed to have a little more smoke.

When he lives alone, the so-called home is just a place to stay, and it doesn't matter to him to change a place, only when there is one more person can he feel the difference.

He has never been a person who misses his destination, but sometimes he also feels that maybe it is not a bad thing for someone to wait.

——It’s just that the ending his mother waited for was too miserable, which made him keep a mocking and distant attitude towards so-called feelings for the rest of his life.

The following days were relatively peaceful, Zhou Yuning was still persevering in chasing and intercepting her, but her own situation was not much better, she refused to give up on Shen Chen, and Shen Cong did not give up on her, it was quite a scene to watch.

Occasionally Tao Xun still has time to study how to cook, but he is getting more and more busy, and there is not much time. The Tao family has too many things for him to take on suddenly.

Shen Chen received the news at night. There was a bar owner over there. He lowered his voice and said to him, "Young Master Shen, do you have time to go there? I'm afraid Master Tao is in trouble here."

Tao Xun has become much more obedient since he called that scumbag and was almost blackmailed, and now he seldom goes to bars and nightclubs. Bed put on his clothes, took the tie from the cabinet and replied neatly: "Okay, I will come as soon as possible."

Before he went, he always thought that it was Tao Xun who caused trouble. After all, every time he called him, it was because Young Master Tao committed trouble again, and he was forced to let him go when no one could control him. Once it was just the opposite.

Tao Xun didn't cause trouble, but something happened to provoke him.

When he passed, it was just the beginning of the lights, and the bustle of bars and nightclubs had just begun. The manager hurried over and led him there in person, sweating on his brow, almost crying.

There were two men standing crookedly outside the box. They didn't look at people very much. When they saw him coming over, they gave him a sideways glance, and said lazily, "Be wise and go on your own. Someone has booked this room today."

Shen Chen ignored the barking of others, and only whispered to the manager: "It's none of your business here."

The manager hurriedly smiled, but he only dared to stand outside, showing no intention of leaving, and only dared to mention secretly: "Young Master Shen, the newcomer today seems to have a bit of status, and he is not easy to mess with. Young Master Tao was trapped inside—”

Before he finished speaking, the door of the box opened, and the inside was smoky, and the choking smell made him frown unconsciously, and the person who was puffing up the clouds seemed to laugh, with a low voice.

"Second son Shen, I have admired your name for a long time."

The voice was indescribably deep and hoarse, but also exuded a pleasant magnetism, which belonged to a very pleasant tone. Shen Chen stood still, as if he was stared at the same place by something.

After a while, he raised his head and looked into the box.

Sitting on the sofa inside was a man with a relaxed posture, long legs crossed, and a thin sweater over a white shirt. What was completely different from that bright and melodious voice was his face. A dull face.

Countless people will be amazed by his voice, and then disappointed by his appearance. Even the best clothes will lose their original elegance when they fall on him.

The ordinary facial features can only be said to be correct, the lips are thick and wide, but the face is thin, and the abrupt bones will feel strange when you look at it carefully, but when you meet each other, you are just submerged in the crowd, and you will never look at it a second time His dull and ordinary face, only the depths of his brows and eyes is a deep darkness.

When seeing this face, Shen Chen suddenly lost all words, all his calmness and preparation were suddenly stuck in his throat.

——It was like being stuck by the throat of fate, which made him feel a chill from the depths of his soul.

——I am afraid that no one can keep calm to the person who directly killed himself in the previous life.

No matter how gloomy and calm his personality is, he is just a person after all.

A person with joys, sorrows, and fears and resentments.

What's more, it was Chu Yu.

For a moment, an unparalleled tyrannical emotion rose in his heart, as if he had been fearing a nightmare for many years, and now he was finally hovering on the verge of getting rid of it, and the nightmare suddenly fell into reality.

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感谢在2019-12-0323:55:59~2019-12-0600:32:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Reader Ye, Xiaotao, Teacher Cheng;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Yi 6 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!