tearful attack

Chapter 28 Cohabitation

Wen Lin's current graduate school is a bit far from the city center, but the traffic is quite convenient, and it only takes half an hour by car.

It was the first time to squeeze the bus with Mr. Xia, and Wen Lin was very nervous.

Fortunately, there were not many people in the car, so Wen Lin found a seat by the window for Xia Qian to sit, and then sat outside by himself.In case there are too many people later, this will prevent Mr. Xia from being squeezed by people standing in the corridor.

Xia Qian looked at the furnishings in the carriage and various billboards, with a look of seeing something new on his face.

"President Xia," Wen Lin asked with mixed feelings, "Have you never taken a bus before?"

"It's not that I haven't taken a ride at all." Xia Qian replied, "I didn't drive once, and I wanted to hail a taxi, but the bus came first, and the terminus happened to be where I was going, so I sat down and tried it. "

...that is, only once.

"After all, I don't remember the route of the bus very much, and I seldom research it. If I get on the wrong bus, it will be troublesome." Xia Qian picked up his mobile phone and searched, "But it's very convenient to check these now. , It’s also very interesting, and we can do more research in the future.”

After clearly feeling the class gap again, Wen Lin's mood became more complicated.

He rubbed the corner of his clothes, and suddenly felt a little regretful, could Mr. Xia really tolerate his small dilapidated dormitory in school?

Wen Lin felt that he was too impulsive.

Although he had sought Xia Qian's consent before, Xia Qian probably had no idea how bad the poor's housing could be.At that time, what if Xia Qian saw the appearance of the small dilapidated dormitory and found that it had fallen below the lower limit of imagination, so he turned around and left, what should he do?

Wen Lin turned his head and looked at Mr. Xia who was still studying the bus route with great interest, and couldn't help but make a small voice like a mosquito, "How about... I'd better book a hotel for you?"

Xia Qian immediately raised his head and cast a very dissatisfied gaze, "Why? You have already agreed to take me to live with you, but now you want to go back on your word?"

Wen Lin was taken aback by the question.

What, is Mr. Xia looking forward to it?

Xia Qian stared at him dissatisfiedly for a while, seeing that Wen Lin stopped talking, he lowered his head and continued to study the bus route.

Wen Lin rubbed his hands, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, feeling a little happy for no reason, but more nervous.

Half an hour later, the bus arrived at the stop, and Wen Lin dragged Xia Qian out of the bus, dragging his luggage.

Naturally, there was no one at the gate of the university at this time, and even the gatehouse next to it was empty.But the school gate itself is open, and everyone can enter.

The campus is very green with trees along the way.Although most of the trees had become bare at this time, Wen Lin held Xia Qian's hand and walked beside these trees, but he still felt that there was a spring blossoming in front of him, and his heart was very sweet.

It's a pity that the road was too short, and after only 10 minutes, they arrived at the downstairs of Wen Lin's dormitory.

This is not the dormitory assigned by the school, but Wen Lin found another place in the school for the convenience of being alone.In addition to some rented students like him, there are more teachers, staff and family members.

At this time, most of the residents in the building have naturally gone back to their homes, very quiet.

Wen Lin led Xia Qian up the stairs, stopped in front of his house, and began to take out the keys.

Five minutes later, Wen Lin was still picking out the keys.

Xia Qian couldn't help poking his head over to ask him, "What's wrong? I can't find the key?"

Wen Lin shook his head.In fact, he had already touched his own key, but he was a little afraid to open the door.Wen Lin panicked when he thought about the virtues of his residence.

But Mr. Xia stood by and waited, and he couldn't keep delaying.Wen Lin took a final deep breath, finally mustered up the courage, took out the key, stuck it into the keyhole, and twisted it hard.

Soon, the door opened.

Xia Qian's gaze was immediately attracted, his eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation, as if behind the door was a wonderful new world.

Of course, in reality, it was just an ordinary little house.There is a hall at the entrance, a bedroom on the left, a kitchen and a toilet on the right. The total of all the rooms is estimated to be only fifty or sixty square meters.

Wen Lin rushed in ahead of Xia Qian, and quickly checked the inside.Fortunately, he did a thorough cleaning before he left. There were no smelly socks on the sofa and bed, and there was no garbage left in other places.

Xia Qian helped him drag the luggage into the living room, and said with a smile, "It's cleaner than expected. I thought I would see a whole week's worth of clothes on the sofa."

Wen Lin laughed dryly.

He was embarrassed to let Mr. Xia know that if it wasn't for the cleaning before he left, his clothes would have been scattered in the house for a whole week and would be everywhere...

Apart from the sofa, there were no other furnishings in the living room, but Wen Lin's bedroom was rather crowded.Because Wen Lin's computer desk and computer chair are in the bedroom, only one step away from the bed.

There are three boxes of instant noodles in the corner next to the computer desk.

Yes, three full boxes.

There is even a case of Coca-Cola next to the instant noodles.

When Xia Qian was visiting in the bedroom, he accidentally kicked on the instant noodle box. Only then did he discover this colorful corner, and he became a little dazed on the spot.

After a while, Xia Qian turned his head to look at Wen Lin, and asked in a subtle tone, "You seem to have said before that you want to buy vegetables and cook every day?"

Wen Lin laughed dryly, looked out of the window, "I mean later, later..."

"Can you cook now?" Xia Qian asked a sharper question.

"I mean you can try, try..." Wen Lin's face was a little red, and he buried his head and kept rubbing his hands, "Learn to cook..."

"That means it won't happen now." Xia Qian smiled.

"I will!" Wen Lin raised his voice a little, then quickly lowered his voice, "Cook some noodle soup or something, or stir-fry vegetables, I will still..."

Xia Qian couldn't help laughing, rubbed his head, "That's fine, I'm almost at this level."

Wen Lin raised his head, his eyes were bright.

"It's about the same time now," Xia Qian glanced at the clock in the living room, "Let's start with today's lunch, you lead the way, and we go shopping together."

Wen Lin nodded his head vigorously.

Although there are almost no people in the school, the supermarket inside has not been closed, and relatively fresh fruits and vegetables can still be bought.

Wen Lin picked out a handful of cabbage and a few eggs, reckoning they could make a bowl of vegetable and egg soup.

Over there, Xia Qian picked some pork belly, a piece of fish, all kinds of ginger, onion and garlic, and swept through the seasoning area.

Looking at Xia Qian's skillful movements, Wen Lin felt that something was wrong.

When the two returned to Wen Lin's dormitory again, it was almost eleven o'clock at noon, not long before dinner.

Xia Qian picked up the two eggs that Wen Lin picked, squeezed them with one hand, and the yolks fell into the bowl smoothly.Then Xia Qian took out two more chopsticks and stirred them quickly.After a while, there was a very uniform and beautiful golden yellow viscous liquid in the bowl.

"Mr. Xia..." Wen Lin was finally convinced that he had been cheated, and he felt aggrieved, "Your level is completely different from mine..."

Xia Qian washed his hands, smiled and pinched Wen Lin's face with his cold fingertips, "Hey, come and cut the meat for me."

"Can I do the laundry?"

"No." Xia Qian snatched the cabbage to the sink first, "I don't like the texture of raw meat."

Wen Lin turned his head, looked at the piece of pork belly that had been placed on the plate, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch it.Well... slippery, soft, eh...

After Xia Qian washed and selected the vegetables, he looked back and saw that Wen Lin had already pressed the meat on the cutting board, and was cutting bit by bit with a small kitchen knife.Wen Lin's movements were obviously a little rusty, but he was very cautious. His eyes seemed to be dealing with some important scientific research, and Xia Qian couldn't help smiling.

When the clock pointed to twelve o'clock, a table of dishes was just served.

Wen Lin tasted the meat he had cut, and immediately burst into tears, feeling that his labor was of extremely high value, and was very moved.

"Mr. Xia," Wen Lin couldn't help asking, "Why can you cook such delicious food?"

"Because I usually live alone." Xia Qian said naturally, "How can I do it if I don't know how to cook?"

Wen Lin felt that his knee was suddenly hit by another arrow, and it hurt a little.

Then Wen Lin decided to ask for a teacher as expected, "Mr. Xia, teach me!"

"Why teach you?" Xia Qian squinted and smiled, "I can cook it for you every day."

"But I also want to make it for you!" Wen Lin said resolutely.

Sitting there, Xia Qian's eyes were filled with softness, and he couldn't help rubbing Wen Lin's head again, "Okay."

Today's dinner was the first step for Wen Lin to practice his cooking skills.

Xia Qian stood on the side, supervising the whole process, reminding the change of the fire and the timing of adding the seasoning.

But even so, one dish was still burnt a bit, and another half teaspoon of salt was added to the other dish because of Wen Lin's shaking hands.

When Wen Lin tasted the first bite of his own work, he regretted it a little.

One defeat is not terrible, what is terrible, how long will it take him to reach Mr. Xia's level?If the study period is half a year, wouldn't they have to eat this kind of unpalatable food for half a year?

After tasting Xia Qian's handicraft at noon, Wen Lin felt that such a future was terrible in comparison with the two.

He looked up at Mr. Xia, but found that Mr. Xia was eating with great relish.

"It's a bit salty, so be careful in the future, but the heat is good." Xia Qian commented while eating, "As for this one, although it's a bit over-fried, the seasoning is good. I don't know what you will make next time smell."

Wen Lin asked, "President Xia, do you still want to eat what I make next time?"

"Of course." Xia Qian said solemnly, "I am looking forward to the speed of my apprentice's progress."

Wen Lin smiled, blushing a little shyly, but never said anything about regret.

A few more hours later, night fell.When Wen Lin came out of the shower, he saw the only single bed in the bedroom. He struggled for a while, hesitating whether he should sleep on the sofa by himself.Although this bed is relatively spacious among single beds, it is still a single bed after all.

Xia Qian was already lying there, not knowing what Wen Lin was struggling with, so he dragged him onto the bed.

The two hugged each other tightly, which was very warm on this winter night.

Wen Lin felt Xia Qian's limbs wrapped around him, and felt that his whole body and mind seemed to be filled with a kind of throbbing.

This is great... This kind of life is really wonderful.

Wen Lin hugged Xia Qian, feeling that his thoughts were even a little despicable.He even rejoiced that Mr. Xia was kicked out of the house, otherwise Xia Qian wouldn't be so close to him now, so close, so close that he could hold him in his arms and kiss him hard anytime, anywhere.

Wen Lin kissed Xia Qian's eyelids, and even hoped that such days would last forever.

If Xia Qian walks out of this desolate forbidden place in front of him, won't he be able to stay so close to him, and won't live together in such a small room like this, or even squeeze into the same bed? Single bed?

Wen Lin knew that his thoughts were really despicable, but he couldn't restrain himself from thinking this way, he couldn't restrain his possessive desire.

But time always flies.

After three days of such a sweet and beautiful day, Xia Qian was finally able to withdraw his private money from the card.

Wen Lin wanted to go with him, but Xia Qian forced him to study the recipes at home.

Wen Lin sighed, kneading the recipe in his hands, feeling very uneasy.He was afraid that Xia Qian would leave after taking out the money, even though he knew Xia Qian would not do that.

Of course, Xia Qian would not take all the money with him, but re-applied for an Alipay account that had nothing to do with the Xia family, and transferred part of the amount into it.After all, compared with banks, Alipay is much more convenient.

After finishing these things, Xia Qian received a text message from his younger brother Xia Hong.

Xia Hong has sent him a lot of messages these days, all of which are to persuade him not to continue to be confused, to turn around as soon as possible, as long as he leaves Wen Lin, he will still have a chance to return to Xia's house.Xia Qian expressed his gratitude to his younger brother for his advice, but he refused to listen.

But Xia Qian couldn't help but ignore what Xia Hong sent today.

"The old man has already found out the identity of that person." Xia Hong said, "Now he has gone out with a few servants at home, I don't know where he went, and whether it has anything to do with this matter .In short, I have already told you about this, so you should be more or less careful."

Xia Qian took a deep breath, thanked him carefully, and rushed out of the bank.

Inside the school, Wen Linwo was studying the recipes for half an hour on the sofa, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Wen Lin thought it was Xia Qian who had come back, so he quickly got up and opened the door.After all, at this time, no one will come except Xia Qian.

But there were only a few tall strangers standing outside the house.

Wen Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly wanted to close the door again.Even if he didn't know what happened, he knew that the situation in front of him was obviously very bad.

The author has something to say: the second watch is coming

Going to a relative's house, the third may not be done until midnight_(:3∠)_