Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening people are alone in the corner.
Ye Zhenzhen raised her head and looked at the bright moon in the sky. The moon was bright tonight and everyone looked at it. I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts?
I have been wandering for a long time, and every time the festival comes, I always feel a ray of sadness in my heart. People who are accustomed to being deserted will avoid many disturbances. Occasionally, I will also envy the hustle and bustle of fireworks.
Ye Zhenzhen was shocked when her shoulders suddenly felt heavy. Just as she was about to turn around and look at the person, she suddenly smiled.
"Are you coming down so early? Is it cold?"
Wen Baijing took off his suit and put it on her body, closed his collar thoughtfully, and whispered in his ear. road.
"Thank you!"
Ye Zhenzhen is still looking at the full moon, when will she be able to go home and wash her guest robes? Probably every wanderer’s homesickness.
The cool breeze blows, and the sweet-scented osmanthus dances in the air. She stood under the cold moonlight, her fluffy hair covered with a thin layer of cold white moonlight.
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls from the sky, with cool dew on the petals, and the dew is heavy and the flower is thick.
The jade stone falling under the moon wheel should be thrown by Chang'e to others.
"Let's go! The hairy crab can't last long, it's about to die!"
Seeing this, Wen Baijing interrupted her melancholy.
Ye Zhenzhen's eyes were sore. Apart from Ye Mao and Wang You, the only person in Yuncheng who really cared about her was Wen Baijing.
As a local, he has no shortage of relatives and friends who can reunite and enjoy the moon on festivals like the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Ye Zhenzhen tilted her head and looked at him, and said with a smile: "I can't steam crabs."
"I can!" Wen Baijing's tone was a bit proud.
In the open kitchen, Wen Baijing untied the crab rope, and eight crabs tried to climb out of the sink vigorously.
He took off his tie, wore a black shirt, held a toothbrush, and brushed crab shells and claws in a decent manner.
Ye Zhenzhen picked up the crabs and brushed them like a cat or a tiger.
Facing the crab with its teeth and claws, she was a little frightened, but she didn't want to sit back and enjoy the fruits, so she could only hold the crab shell anxiously.
Wen Baijing hurriedly said: "Just leave it alone! I can do it myself."
"I want to try..."
Ye Zhenzhen Before she finished speaking, her index finger was clamped by the crab claws, and the heartbreaking pain made her cry out.
"Don't move!"
Seeing her trying to shake off the crab, Wen Baijing stopped her and said, "Be obedient and put your hands in the water."
Small drops of blood oozed from her fingertips, she frowned and put her hand into the water, and soon the crab loosened its grip.
Wen Baijing took some alcohol and gauze and carefully treated her wound, "It's just a little bit of skin breakage, it's not a big problem. Bear with it, the disinfection will hurt a little."
"I'm sorry, I didn't help." Ye Zhenzhen said in a low voice, blaming herself.
"Fool." Seeing that the wound was not big, Wen Baijing put a band-aid on her.
Ye Zhenzhen injured her finger and finally sat down with peace of mind, waiting for the crabs to come out of the pot.
[Sister, we are off work, have you slept? ]
Ye Mao’s WeChat message popped up.
【What's wrong? ]
[It’s okay, I just wanted to ask what you had for dinner? ]
[I just ate something. I'm very tired from work today, so I have to go to bed early. You should also go to bed early. 】
Ye Zhenzhen stopped the chat and did not dare to continue the conversation. Lying would easily reveal the truth.
"What's wrong?" Wen Bai Jingyun asked calmly: "It's so late at night. Have you handed over the work in the store?"
Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly explained: "No, Chatting with my brother."
"Oh!" Wen Baijing showed an imperceptible smile.
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He turned around and brought the fat and delicious hairy crabs to the table, each one exuding an alluring aroma.
He skillfully peeled off the crab shell. As the crab shell was opened, the rich scent of crab came out, making people salivate. He handed the peeled crab to Ye Zhenzhen and lowered his head to remove the crab legs.
"Thank you!"
Ye Zhenzhen raised her index finger, picked up a long-handled spoon and fed crab roe into her mouth.
Wen Baijing opened the rice wine and poured it into a cup, then handed a cup to Ye Zhenzhen, "Drink some rice wine to get rid of the cold."
Ye Zhenzhen took a sip, and the rich aroma lingered in her mouth spread out.
In the restaurant, under the warm white light, the two of them sat opposite each other and ate crabs, which was ordinary but also a little unreal.
Wen Baijing frowned and took a sip of rice wine, "Did you know? Here, from the moment a daughter is born, her parents will bury a jar of red wine. When the daughter grows up and gets married, they will dig it out from the ground. Come out of the wine jar and have a drink with the guests in Kaifeng."
Looking at Wen Baijing's longing expression, Ye Zhenzhen felt a little confused.
What would it be like for Wen Baijing to be a father? Being his daughter should be a happy thing! She couldn't imagine Wen Baijing being a father, and that had nothing to do with her.
Ye Zhenzhen's throat was a little blocked and the base of her tongue was bitter.
"In the future," Ye Zhenzhen paused for a few seconds and tried her best to smile, "you will also bury your daughter's glory!"
Text Bai Jing's hand holding the wine glass clearly paused.
The air became thinner for no apparent reason.
Seeing his silence, Ye Zhenzhen pursed her lips.
"You know? I placed a big order today!" Ye Zhenzhen changed the subject, pretending to be relaxed, and forced out an exaggerated smile, "It's more than 30,000! Mr. Wen, what are you doing today?" Are you treating me to crabs specifically to reward outstanding employees? ”
Wen Baijing frowned slightly, with some indescribable emotions on his face.
"Yeah." After a while, he squeezed out a sound from his throat.
Ye Zhenzhen got up and went to the bathroom, putting her hands under the faucet. She washed her hands absentmindedly, and the sound of running water covered her loneliness.
I will miss him when I don’t see him, and I will hate him when I see him. Such a mood was too torturous, her emotions rose and fell suddenly, and Ye Zhenzhen didn't understand why she was so crazy.
The proliferation of delusions is the beginning of pain. When did those delusions take root in her heart? Wen Baijing couldn't give her the love she wanted. It's too heavy to pick up and too difficult to put down.
"Zhen Zhen."
Wen Baijing stood beside him at some point, his voice a little low.
Ye Zhenzhen regained her composure and took out a paper towel to dry her hands.
She smiled and said, "Mr. Wen, it's getting late, I should go back."
After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked towards the door.
Wen Baijing stood in front of her and asked lonely: "Zhenzhen, do we have to be like this?"
Ye Zhenzhen was so confused that she stepped back for two seconds. Step forward, slightly raising his head to look at Wen Baijing.
She took a deep breath and said calmly: "Mr. Wen, you've drunk too much! I'm leaving first!"
Wen Baijing took her arm and held her tightly Holding him tightly in his arms, his voice was a little hoarse, "Zhen Zhen, I miss you, I really miss you..."
Ye Zhen Zhen was tightly imprisoned in his arms, no matter how hard she struggled to break free, In vain. There is a familiar heartbeat in my ears. It beats strongly and forcefully, but it is a little ruthless.
Ye Zhenzhen's voice trembled, with a hint of crying, "Wen Baijing, what do you want?"
"Zhenzhen, I miss you... ." He said it over and over again, and every time he said it, Ye Zhenzhen's heart ached.
"Let me go, why are you such a bastard..." Ye Zhenzhen finally couldn't hold it back and cried out in front of him, "Why did you come to provoke me, why did you do this to me?" Me!"
"Why..."
Ye Zhenzhen tried her best to hit him, but she couldn't bear to do it hard. She blamed him, hated him, and couldn't help but miss him.
Wen Baijing hugged her tightly and refused to let go no matter how hard she struggled. The feeling of heartache keeps eating away at the heart.
"Zhen Zhen, it's my fault, can you please stop crying..." Wen Baijing's hoarse voice echoed in her ears, and her warm breath was like a golden feather. Between the neck.
Ye Zhenzhen was crying so hard that she was out of breath. Wen Baijing held her face and kissed the tears on her face.