Wang Junkai in whose landscape are you in?

Chapter 173#凯我#〖Ten Thousand Kinds of Love (42)〗

#42 Kinds of Love ([-])#
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What's rare is that Wang Junkai can still have a meal with Song Yubei after get off work today. I don't know where this person is romantic. He said he wanted to cook by himself, and went straight to the kitchen as soon as he entered the door.

The kitchen in Song Yubei's house is basically useless. She usually eats from the cafeteria or takes out, so she has never had the heart to cook by herself.Looking at it now, the pots and pans are not complete, and there is a thick layer of dust on them, which makes cleaning up another trouble.

"So what... the kitchen said it wasn't ready for your unexpected visit. Why don't you wait until it puts on makeup next time?" Song Yubei smiled shyly while standing behind Wang Junkai, but Wang Junkai rolled up his sleeves happily Just start cleaning up.Song Yubei guessed that he was serious, so he straightened his clothes silently and went out to buy groceries.

The moment she walked out the door, she looked back at Wang Junkai. At this time, he was washing the dishes seriously. The tall and straight figure appeared there was a sultry picture. The skillful gestures made her fascinated by everything.This was Wang Junkai who really existed beside him, but the dream just now was too real, both real and illusory, she was actually a little dazed.

Song Yubei walked back to the kitchen and gently wrapped his arms around his waist from behind.Wang Junkai was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile in his voice, "What are you doing? Buying a dish has to be like parting with life."

"Dude, your waist is so thin, I couldn't hold it back." Song Yubei let him go with a smile, then turned around and walked out the door quickly.

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In Beijing in early autumn, it is a bit chilly in the evening.Passers-by walked in a hurry with tired looks, but with every step they took, there was a joy of getting closer to home.The children came home from school in groups, chatting about the cartoons that were recently broadcast on the children's channel, and arranged roles for themselves.Passing by a few shops, I don’t know which one of them, the BOYS song is still playing, the rhythm is cheerful, and I can’t help playing the rhythm while walking.This is not Song Yubei's hometown, but the city she has been in for six years. The feeling of strangeness and familiarity constitutes all the shapes in her heart about it.But every time I went back to Chongqing, Wang Junkai was not there.When she walked in that all-too-familiar place, she felt lost in her heart.

A place without you is a foreign land.She didn't know when she started to like him so much.At first, Mingming felt that the boy in the school uniform was different from the idol she was so obsessed with. He was quiet and stubborn, humble and generous, but he was not the radiant appearance on the stage.

Thick dark circles under the eyes when he came back from a rush trip, he ran desperately when he was hiding from his illegitimate life on summer nights, and his lonely back was stretched out for a long time under the dim street lights... He seems to exist in two worlds, the artist and the student are different. .

But her feelings for him were always different.For idols, she screamed at the scene, grabbed the surrounding area to make data, watched him perform and went to his concert, and looked at him from a distance. She liked that person, but she knew she couldn't get close.

For the boy sitting at her front table, I just want to accommodate him when ordering food, I want to give him all the meat in the hot pot, I want to help him tidy up the test papers that are handed out, and I want to send meals to him because the company’s lunch box is not good. he.Nagging like a real mother, caring about this for fear of wronging him, trying to make him happy, but it seems to make him angry occasionally... It's so strange, this kind of weird double standard.She still remembers that she asked herself at the very beginning, what is the difference between him as an idol and him as a classmate, in fact, what is the difference, those are all him, they are all Wang Junkai.And she likes every aspect of him.What else is there to worry about?

But in fact, even if that dream really happened, she has nothing to blame.That should have been a normal story between an ordinary person like her and an idol star.

When Song Yubei returned home with two bags full of vegetables, he was satisfied.It was true that she was afraid of losing. After watching his performance in the show, it was impossible for her not to lose even in the script.There is a feeling that the little cabbage she raised has been raped by pigs, and she can't go out to swear sovereignty.

Insert the key into the lock, turn it, and open the door.The light in the living room was turned on, and Wang Junkai stood in front of her with his apron on his hips, his canine teeth were exposed, and the cat pattern on his cheeks were faintly visible. He was still the one she liked.The warm orange light added a touch of human warmth to the scene. Song Yubei reached out and handed him the food, then sat lazily on the sofa, waiting for the meal.

"Little daughter-in-law, show your master a good show~ My master is also very particular about food. It's not that simple to please me."

"Just kidding, brother's craftsmanship has been certified by experts." Wang Junkai was very confident, Song Yubei thought, even if you just boiled water, I would drink it happily, and then I would gibberish, not to mention the food you cooked ?
"Do you want me to help you?" Song Yubei couldn't bear it any longer, and ran to the kitchen to help him chop the vegetables. Chef Wang was also enthusiastically pointing out the thickness of each slice.

"Hey, this one is too thin, and that one is too thick. It will be cooked like this, some will be cooked and some will melt directly." Wang Junkai pouted to express his disgust for Song Yubei's knife skills, Song Yubei turned over With a few blank eyes, he put down the kitchen knife and squinted at him with folded arms.

"Hey, I'm short-tempered, why are you asking so much?"

"Because teasing you is fun~"

Wang Junkai laughed so harmlessly that it was hard for Song Yubei to get angry at him.She sighed, continued to pick up the knife with a smile, and continued to chop vegetables according to his standards, muttering, "I like you so tenderly."

"Oh? Do you like me very much? Why don't I think so." Wang Junkai just wanted to be serious, and he had to listen to the answer he wanted before giving up.

"You heard me wrong, what I said was that I like potato chips~" Song Yubei lifted the medium-thick potato chips in his hand and said to Wang Junkai.

Wang Junkai bulged his cheeks, turned around silently and went back to cook.Song Yubei looked at his back and couldn't hold back his laughter.Wang Junkai held up a spatula and said to her, "Song Yubei, you know how to bully me, why don't you bully others."

"Because they may not forgive me, but I know Wang Junkai will."

Wang Junkai didn't know what to say for a while, the air between the two suddenly became quiet, and it seemed that he could still hear the sound of time slowly flowing. Song Yubei looked into Wang Junkai's eyes, and there were ten thousand kinds of words in them. The unclear emotions finally turned into a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if telling her that this is what it looks like to be in love.

"Song Yubei, go out and wait for me. If you are here, I will really forget what seasoning to put." Wang Junkai smiled and pushed Song Yubei out of the kitchen.

Song Yubei sat back on the sofa, took out her mobile phone and swiped Weibo, the home page contained some comments about the variety show she watched, there were good and bad comments along the way.Most of them are good. Fans know that their idols also have their own ideal type, and they will appreciate an outstanding or unique girl around them. Therefore, facing Wang Junkai's answer, a group of mumma fans expressed their dissatisfaction. gratified.But girlfriend fans will still howl to express their heartache, and so will Song Yubei.

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[No.20 Phase III, to be continued]

【Author: Rabbit Rabbit Rabbit Rabbit Yue】

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　The hot one is just a dream.

　　Hey, good night.

　　Today I broke out.

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