Chapter 26
Ji Ruan always thought that people like Gu Xiuyi would only patronize all kinds of high-end restaurants when they go out to eat, but he didn't expect him to choose a very down-to-earth soup pot restaurant.
It opened in an alley two streets away from Beijing University. The store looked ordinary, but the inside was overcrowded. When they entered, there were already no seats.
Just as Ji Ruan was thinking about changing his family, Gu Xiuyi took him straight into the private room behind.
He and the owner of this shop seem to know each other, and they had a very familiar chat when serving the dishes.
After the pot was ready, Gu Xiuyi scalded some vegetables and put it in. Seeing Ji Ruan's strangeness, he said casually: "When we were in college, we often came here to eat in the same dormitory. Every winter solstice, we would definitely eat soup pot." "Really?
" The temperature in the store was high, and Ji Ruan's cheeks felt a little hot after sitting for a while. While taking off his scarf, he said, "No wonder you looked very familiar with the boss just now."
Gu Xiuyi laughed: "He is my college roommate."
"...Huh?"
Ji Ruan was stunned for a moment.
I often come here to eat with my roommate, but the roommate is the boss... He didn't understand this relationship a little bit, he took off half of the down jacket and slowed down, leaving one sleeve hanging crookedly on his shoulder: "So it's taking care of the roommate's business?" Gu
Xiuyi
smiled Shaking her head, she pulled Ji Ruan's sleeve to take off her coat and put it aside: "No, he took over after graduation."
Ji Ruan poured himself a cup of hot tea: "So he took down the store? "
It's very interesting to talk about," the mutton in the pot was hot, Gu Xiuyi put a few slices on Ji Ruan's plate: "Slow down, it's hot."
Ji Ruan took a breath slowly, signaling Gu Xiuyi to continue .
"My roommate likes the soup pot here very much. In addition to being with us, he also came here often. After coming and going, he became acquainted with the old club."
Gu Xiuyi talked while eating, his speech was not fast, like chatting aimlessly with a friend, and also like telling a bedtime story to a child.
"The old owner has opened a store here for decades, but he has no children. In a few years, he may close down due to exhaustion."
Gu Xiuyi said with a smile: "My roommate thinks that he can't live without this soup pot in his life . , simply worshiped the old club as a master, and learned the craft."
Ji Ruan's eyes widened after hearing this: "That's okay? The path of life has changed..." "
Yes," Gu Xiuyi nodded, "Sounds very sloppy Right? He studied finance and changed his career to be a soup pot. At that time, his parents were preparing to send him abroad for further studies, so he was going crazy knowing this, but he was very persistent." Gu Xiuyi said in a flat tone, with a calm face, without any
exaggeration The exaggerated elements unexpectedly attracted Ji Ruan's interest.
He didn't even bother to move his chopsticks: "And then?"
Gu Xiuyi smiled and picked up food for him: "Eat well." "
--It was difficult in the first few years, and his parents thought it was very irresponsible for his life , I have been disconnected for a while, but he has a very stable mind and has been learning the craft steadily."
Gu Xiuyi looked at Ji Ruan's rabbit-like eyes, and said:
"Later, the old man couldn't do it anymore, so he took over the shop. Come here, and recognize the old boss as a godfather, and raise him like a real father. Last year, I gave birth to a daughter again, and the relationship with the family has gradually eased."
Ji Ruan sipped the soup, savoring it subconsciously.
To be honest, the taste of this restaurant is really good, the soup is thick, the mutton is tender and not smelly at all, and the taste is very delicious.
People like him who don't know how to do it can feel that the owner must have studied it with great care and enthusiasm.
Ji Ruan bit the spoon, gulped and took a few more sips, inexplicably feeling that with the story behind the soup, the taste seemed to be more delicious.
He licked his lips and laughed: "Your roommate is a sweetheart."
Gu Xiuyi raised his brows, seemed to understand this sentence, and nodded:
"Indeed, he did it according to his own heart. Besides, his business has been getting better and better in the past two years, and he is happy every day. It should be better than that in terms of his condition. It's a lot of happiness to be an executive in a multinational company."
Gu Xiuyi was thinking, "But he's stable himself, and he will prove to his parents that his choice is right with practical actions, and the relationship between the two families is very good now." Ji Ruan actually did
n't Thinking of hearing such a story from Gu Xiuyi's mouth.
From what he has always known, Gu Xiuyi is a cold, tough and shrewd businessman.
This kind of person's life should also be like most Ba Zong literature, born in the clouds and grow up in the clouds, invincible, enviable, but actually very thin.
But in a small private room, in the mist and aroma of the mutton soup pot, Gu Xiuyi told him a little ordinary but extraordinarily gentle story. It seems that it is also because of such warm stories around him that the edges and corners of his body have not been completely transformed into armor in the day-to-day battles, and occasionally he will show a lively look. And what Ji Ruan likes the most is life energy. He picked up a piece of cabbage and gnawed it with his cheeks bulging like a bunny. His cheeks were steamed in a hot pot, his eyes were empty and foggy, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Gu Xiuyi propped his forehead and pinched his soft earlobes: "Why are you always in a daze, do you like listening to stories so much?" Ji Ruan's earlobes were also steamed, and the warm feeling was quite good, Gu Xiuyi couldn't hold back and After pinching, Ji Ruan dodged sideways. "Not too dull." Ji Ruan covered his earlobe, and looked at Gu Xiuyi vigilantly: "I'm thinking." Gu Xiuyi found it interesting that his eyes seemed to be looking at a big bad wolf, "Thinking about what?" Ji Ruan frowned. He pursed his lips and picked food for himself, and said vaguely: "Thinking about you suddenly seem like a living person..."
Gu Xiuyi obviously heard clearly, he laughed softly, pinched Ji Ruan's earlobe again, and said in a breathy voice, "Huh?"
Ji Ruan didn't stop laughing, and slapped his hand away: "Warning, don't mess with me Ears, I can't hear you later, I'm scared to death!"
President Gu said that he was scared to death, but he smiled very happily.
After eating, the sky cleared outside, and the sun warmed people's bodies. Ji Ruan was in a good mood, and looked at Gu Xiuyi with a smile: "Are you busy?" Gu Xiuyi didn't answer right away: "What?"
Ji
Ruan didn't Wearing a scarf, when he raised his head, the neckline revealed his fair neck: "Would you like to watch my painting?"
His eyes were bright, and Gu Xiuyi's heart skipped a beat when he saw it.
Gu Xiuyi stared and thought for a while, "Won't it affect other people?"
"No," Ji Ruan shook her head with a smile, "The other two have something to do in the afternoon, so I'll go to paint first, and you can leave when they come back Ah."
Gu Xiuyi couldn't hold back the smile again, covered his lips and coughed: "Okay." The
top
floor of the bell tower has excellent lighting, and the indoor light is transparent.
The city of Beijing has been gloomy for half a month, and finally ushered in the phenomenon of clearing the clouds and seeing the sun today, and the sun is hanging brightly in the sky.
Ji Ruan took out a small remote control and pressed it. There was a sound above the roof, and the light baffle was slowly opened, making the whole studio brighter.
It was only then that Gu Xiuyi discovered that the roof was inlaid with transparent lighting glass, and the sunlight penetrated in and sprinkled the room with bits and pieces.
The bell tower was refurbished in the years after he graduated, and Gu Xiuyi faintly felt the changes of the years.
When the heating came on in the room, Ji Ruan took off his down jacket and tied a dark oilcloth apron in front of him. Gu Xiuyi saw several places of light-colored paint on it.
On the wall is a huge canvas, which seems to have reached the final stage, and the finished product painted earlier is covered with a dustproof cloth, so that the original appearance cannot be seen at all.
Ji Ruan rolled up his sleeves casually and piled them on his elbows, explaining: "I have drawn this painting with three classmates for several months. If we don't cover it up, it will be difficult to clean if it gets dusty." His exposed wrist and
small The arms are very slender, and the skin is dazzlingly white. Under the transparent natural light, it seems to be the same color as the white sweater on the body.
Gu Xiuyi folded his arms and looked away from Ji Ruan Xuebai's forearm: "Understood...do you want to stand on it and draw?"
Ji Ruan was about to climb up the ladder, and the huge painting was very high, so he had to use the stairs.
"That's right," Ji Ruan laughed, "Otherwise, where would I be able to reach it?"
Gu Xiuyi frowned, the ladder was made of iron, and although it looked barely solid, it had sharp corners everywhere and no handrails, if it fell What should I do when I get down?
He subconsciously took two steps closer, stood beside Ji Ruan, and when he looked up at Ji Ruan, he felt that the height was terrifying.
But Ji Ruan painted very seriously.
The corners of the mouth are pursed, and shallow dimples are exposed on the side of the cheeks. The fingertips holding the paintbrush are white from the strength, but the knuckles are pink.
Gu Xiuyi suddenly felt that Ji Ruan's eyes were very beautiful at the moment.
He seems to be painting the sun.
In the top corner on the far right of the canvas, he outlined a rising sun stroke by stroke. Gu Xiuyi didn't know how to paint, but the halo around the rising sun looked beautiful.
Ji Ruan was quiet and did not speak, and Gu Xiuyi did not make a sound to disturb him. It took some time before Ji Ruan stopped writing and straightened up.
He stood with a pain in his back, and wanted to rub it with his hands, but when he reached behind his back, he remembered that his hands were stained with paint. He didn't want to stain the white sweater, so he had to use the back of his hands and wrists to hold it.
The side of the waist was sore and numb, as if this waist was not his own.
Gu Xiuyi saw that Ji Ruan was leaning against his waist in a weird posture, and his expression seemed a little uncomfortable. He reached out to support the ladder: "Is your waist uncomfortable?"
Ji Ruan smiled wryly, and sighed: "Well, I've been standing for too long these past few months."
In fact, his back was so sore that he even had cramps when he slept the night before, and he woke up abruptly in the middle of the night.
Ji Ruan has never heard that someone can suffer from back cramps, but probably... Maybe he is prone to cramps.
Gu Xiuyi's expression became serious, and he stretched out his hand and said in an unquestionable tone: "Come down first."
Ji Ruan glanced at the painting on the wall, in fact, he was almost responsible for the content, and he really should take a break: "Okay."
He shook himself at Gu Xiuyi Hands stained with paint, "Don't help, I'll get your hands on later."
"Yes." Gu Xiuyi responded casually, but he didn't listen to him at all.
He raised his hand to hold Ji Ruan's forearm, lifted him down without much effort, and put him firmly on the ground.
Ji Ruan stood stiffly, his back hurt when he moved a lot, and he couldn't hold back a "hiss".
Gu Xiuyi supported him by the back, looked carefully at Ji Ruan's face, and found that his lips were a little pale.
"How about..." Gu Xiuyi pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Rub it for you?"
Ji Ruan's back was still stiff and uncomfortable, and she frowned and looked at Gu Xiuyi: "...Does Boss Gu know how to massage?"
Gu Xiuyi It seemed that she wanted to make a joke, but her face was expressionless: "No, just press it casually, do you want to try it?" "
So honest..." Ji Ruan couldn't help but relax and leaned on him: "Okay, try it. "
Gu Xiuyi has been supporting Ji Ruan's waist idly all the time. His sweater is thin, and he can clearly feel the thin waistline.
Ji Ruan felt that Gu Xiuyi exerted a little force, and the moment he pressed down, the psoas muscles began to swell from the point of contact.
The other party seemed to be silently observing his reaction, and then pressed it again. This time the force was much stronger than before, and the tingling sensation suddenly broke out and went straight to Tianling Gai.
Ji Ruan immediately went numb, and subconsciously let out an "ah".
The hand on the waist suddenly stopped.
Ji Ruan looked up, and found that Gu Xiuyi seemed to be a little stiff, and his Adam's apple was rolling slightly.
Ji Ruan was dazed for a long while before he realized that his cry just now seemed a little strange.
It doesn't sound too good...
No, I can't say it's not good...
Maybe it's because it sounds too good!
So it is very easy to make people think wrong!
Ji Ruan blushed, he had never died before in his life, and he covered his face suddenly: "Hold, sorry..."
Gu Xiuyi froze for several seconds, Ji Ruan couldn't even feel his breath.
After a long while, someone pulled down the hand covered in paint, and he heard the other party sigh softly:
"Your face is blurred."
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