face-blind spring

When they woke up the next day, the sun was already high.

Ye Lin lay lazily on the bed, reached out and patted Cheng Feng's butt: "I'm hungry, cook for me quickly."

A few days ago, the company held a guild event and distributed a sandwich maker to everyone, saying that it can be used to press sandwiches or make waffles.Cheng Feng read the manual last night, complaining about why his company released such a thing, and explaining that he would use it to make breakfast for his dear boyfriend tomorrow.In order to have the breakfast cooked by Cheng Feng himself, Ye Lin specially went out at night, bought all the materials needed, and now put them in the refrigerator in the kitchen.

Cheng Feng stayed on the bed for a while, and finally got out of bed, muttering: "You wait, my husband will cook something delicious for you."

He seemed to have said "husband", or maybe "Lao Tzu", but Ye Lin was confused and didn't hear clearly.

There was a sputtering sound from the sanitary napkin, followed by a ding ding dong sound from the kitchen. After a while, all the above sounds stopped abruptly. Cheng Feng received a phone call, and he answered it so quietly that the room Instead, it became quiet.

Ye Lin finally woke up. He lifted the quilt, stepped on slippers with his bare legs, and walked out of the bedroom.Cheng Feng stood on the balcony connected to the living room, holding the mobile phone in one hand, and pressed it tightly to his ear, and covered his mouth with the other hand to block the sound from coming out.The clothes hanging on the balcony swayed back and forth above his head with gusts of wind, and the light in the living room dimmed accordingly. For a moment, Ye Lin felt that Cheng Feng was very far away from him.

"Who are you calling?" Ye Lin took two steps towards Cheng Feng.

At this moment, Cheng Feng just hung up the phone: "It's nothing." His first reaction was to say that, followed by a wry smile, "I suddenly have something to do, I have to leave first, and I may not be back tonight. Are you free tomorrow? See you tomorrow? "

Ye Lin really wanted him to stay, but also knew that when Cheng Feng said so, he must go.Instead of making demands on him and making him leave with guilt, it's better to pretend that you don't care, and then pretend to be relaxed and say: "Okay, see you tomorrow."

Cheng Feng smiled in relief, turned around and went back to the house, took off his pajamas in front of him, and changed into the clothes for going out.Before going out, Ye Lin suddenly hugged him from behind, not knowing what to say, so he said, "Be careful on the road."

Ye Lin let go, Cheng Feng turned around and glanced at him slowly: "It's hard for me to walk out of this door if you hug me like this."

He said it seriously, but he grabbed his coat anyway and headed out the door.

As soon as Cheng Feng left, Ye Lin was surrounded by overwhelming disappointment.The water droplets from Cheng Feng's washing face were still scattered on the edge of the bathroom sink. On the kitchen counter, the sandwich maker was turned on, and there was no time to place the ingredients.The ingredients were scattered on the side, not ready yet.

What about making breakfast, Ye Lin thought depressingly.He packed up the ingredients, took only two slices of toast, stuffed them with two slices of ham, spread the salad dressing on it, and put it into his mouth with a simple clip.

You see, isn't this a sandwich too? If you want this broken machine, it will be useful.He took out his anger on the sandwich maker and tried to squash it flat and throw it in the trash.But he didn't throw it away because he couldn't bear it.

After clearing the dining table, Ye Lin calmed down and began to analyze the matter rationally.Maybe Cheng Feng really had to leave in an emergency, and it was inconvenient to tell him about it, or he might not understand it, so he didn't explain it.After all, even between lovers, there can be secrets.Of course, Ye Lin didn't ask himself. Why didn't he ask? Perhaps it was because he wanted to know the answer too much.

Ye Lin had a growing feeling that Cheng Feng had something to hide from him.He didn't know what it was, and he didn't know why Cheng Feng kept it from him, but he had an intuition that every time Cheng Feng secretly looked at his phone before, and he suddenly wanted to go out today, it was all related to this matter.And the possibility that pops up frequently in his head is that he has a wild man outside.

How is it possible, Cheng Feng is not this kind of person.Ye Lin tried his best to expel this thought from his mind, feeling a little annoyed.

Early the next morning, Cheng Feng opened the door of Ye Lin's house with the key, walked into the kitchen on tiptoe, snorted, then walked into the dark bedroom, and gently shook Ye Lin awake: "Where's the bread? Where's the ham? Where's the sandwich maker?"

Ye Lin pushed his head into the pillow while pushing Cheng Feng with his hands: "No more, I ate them all."

Cheng Feng stood by the bed for a while, but decided to pick him up: "Tell me where the sandwich machine is, and I'll make you waffles."

"Don't eat, I'm so annoying." Ye Lin said angrily.

Cheng Feng stood blankly for a while, a little at a loss: "Are you angry?"

"It's nothing, why should I be angry!"

To prove this point, Ye Lin opened his eyes with all his strength and got up from the bed. He stepped on his slippers, took Cheng Feng to the balcony, and found the shelf with dust in the corner.There are all kinds of sundries piled up on the shelf, including dried-up sponge mop heads, lint-free steel wool, fabric softener that hasn’t been used for a long time... The sandwich maker is lying on the bottom shelf.

"Here, here's the thing."

"Go back to sleep, I'll call you for breakfast later." Cheng Feng bent down, picked up the sandwich maker from a pile of scrap metal, and patted the dust that came from nowhere.

Ye Lin returned to the bedroom and fell down on the big bed, but couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning.He frowned and closed his eyes tightly, thinking how to explain to Cheng Feng that he was really not angry, but after much deliberation, he couldn't think of a good way.In the end, he frowned and decided not to think about it.

He couldn't sleep anyway, so he got out of bed again, stepped on his slippers and walked out gently, and tiptoed to the kitchen to inspect.The kitchen of his house is small, and it seemed even more cramped for a tall man like Cheng Feng standing in it.

With his back turned to him, Cheng Feng was using a chopstick to quickly stir the egg liquid in the bowl.He was wearing a white casual shirt that day. In order to work, he rolled up the sleeves of the shirt, revealing a muscular forearm with smooth lines.Under the sunlight outside the window, the line of his back is also looming under the shirt, which can be described as very seductive.Especially when such a man cooks for you, it adds another touch of tenderness.

Ye Lin stepped forward and stood by Cheng Feng's side to watch him make waffles.Cheng Feng turned around and looked him up and down: "Go and brush your teeth first, it will be ready soon... No, put on a pair of pajama pants first, don't catch cold."

Ye Lin ignored the second half of the sentence, and went directly to brush his teeth and wash his face.After drying his face, he went back to the kitchen to watch his boyfriend make waffles.Cheng Feng's movements are not very skilled, especially when he is stared at, he will be a little nervous, and if he accidentally makes a mistake, he looks a little embarrassed.But Ye Lin just loves to watch him cook, and even loves to watch him make mistakes.

The two men stayed in the kitchen together, and the kitchen became very crowded. As long as Cheng Feng turned around, his arm would brush against Ye Lin's body, and Ye Lin kept turning sideways to give him the space.

"You go out and wait, it will be fine soon." Cheng Feng urged.

"Yes." Ye Lin agreed, but refused to move.

"You haven't put on your pajama pants yet, isn't it cold?"

"Not cold."

After a while, Cheng Feng finally finished making the batter. He poured the stirred creamy yellow liquid into the sandwich maker, closed the machine, and pressed the heating button.He took a step back, just stepped back to Ye Lin's side, and stared at the sandwich machine together with him.

Almost at the same time, the milky yellow liquid slowly flowed out from the seams on both sides of the sandwich machine, and it flowed more and more.Cheng Feng remained motionless as if he hadn't seen it.

"Uh..." Ye Lin poked Cheng Feng's arm, "Old Cheng, our waffle seems to have miscarried..."

Cheng Feng said to himself: "It's okay, maybe I filled it too much. Let the part that flows out go, and the inside will be cooked."

"okay."

So the two held their breath and continued to stare at the sandwich maker.

After 3 minutes, with the sandwich machine as the center, a strong burnt smell came out, and a trace of black smoke came out.

Ye Lin pulled Cheng Feng's arm again: "Old Cheng, are our waffles burnt?"

Cheng Feng sniffed hard, and said in a deep voice: "It shouldn't be. The manual says it needs to be heated for 5 minutes, and it's only been 3 minutes now, so it should not be cooked yet. The burnt smell may be because the juice that came out just now was roasted in the gap of the machine Burnt, there is less juice here, and it is easy to burn."

Ye Lin thought it was reasonable, so he held his nose with Cheng Feng and waited for another 2 minutes.

Two minutes later, Cheng Feng unplugged the power on time, then put on heat-resistant gloves, and asked Ye Lin to stand behind him: "There may be steam after turning it on, be careful."

He pressed the switch, and the sandwich maker slowly turned on. Just as Cheng Feng said, a burst of hot air filled the air, but the hot air was black.After a while, the black steam dissipated, and I saw that the middle of the sandwich maker was empty, and there were no waffles, only the baking trays on both sides were covered with a thick layer of black residue.It turned out that the juice had completely drained from the beginning, and only the remaining liquid was attached to the baking pan, which was scorched by high temperature and turned into black coke.

Cheng Feng coughed: "Maybe I didn't close the machine just now, but we still have a lot of batter, we can try again."

Ye Lin began to feel that Cheng Feng was a little unreliable, but he nodded obediently.

Cheng Feng took out a kitchen paper towel: "I read the instruction manual, this machine is made of non-stick material, it is easy to clean, and it can be wiped clean with just one wipe."

As soon as he finished speaking, he wiped the baking pan lightly with a paper towel, followed by a hey, and gradually increased the intensity. Gradually, the baking pan made a crackling sound, almost sparking.But until a hole was made in the thick paper towel, the coke on the iron plate remained motionless.

Finally, Cheng Feng said, "I seem to have forgotten to grease the iron plate."

Ye Lin: "..."

Cheng Feng: "It seems that it can't be wiped off."

Ye Lin: "Yes."

Cheng Feng took off the heat-insulating gloves and hung them back to the original place: "Linlin, I'm sorry."

Not really apologizing, Ye Lin asked him: "Then shall we still do it?"

Cheng Feng was slightly taken aback, his Adam's apple moved up and down: "Do it."

Just as Ye Lin wanted to ask what to do with the sandwich maker now that it was burnt, he was picked up by Cheng Feng in a blink of an eye.When he lost weight, he was a little panicked, so he let out a low voice. When he realized it, his arms were already tightly wrapped around Cheng Feng's shoulders, and his legs were also firmly hooked around his waist, forming a very tight circle. Ambiguous posture.

Cheng Feng took two steps forward and pressed his back against a tile. Ye Lin hissed and finally felt a little chilly.And the warm breath belonging to Cheng Feng immediately sprayed on his neck.Cheng Feng asked softly in his ear: "You keep your legs bare, is that on purpose?"

It wasn't intentional, but maybe part of it was.But at this time, whether the discussion is intentional or not is no longer important, and it is also a spoiler.

The two were short of breath, leaving traces in various places in the hut... In the end, the two were nestled in the quilt, exhausted, and ran out of ammunition and food.

The two rested for a while, and Ye Lin asked, "That sandwich maker, can I throw it away?"

Cheng Feng said, "Throw it away, it's not good quality."

"Shall we order takeout?"

"Okay, let's stop eating waffles and eat Chinese food."

Ye Lin turned over and groped for a long time before finding someone's mobile phone: "Let me order some."