During the Snowstorm

Yin Guo washed the dishes and cut them into plates, but there was no meat slices, and meat sausages were used instead.

The hot pot is powered on, and the hot water boils.

Lin Yiyang came here by train. He was running around on the road, his body was dirty, and he took a hastily shower. This is his place of residence in New York, so naturally he will always keep a few pieces of sportswear, and after changing into the sportswear, he walks behind Yin Guo. Wearing a full set of sports uniforms, the person is thin and the face is white, but he looks like a good student.

He pondered for a moment, and guessed that Yin Guo was looking at his arm. In fact, the pattern is neither exaggerated nor full, most of which are on the inner side of the right arm. Just maybe for girls... maybe exaggerated.

So, although he felt awkward that his sleeves were stuck on his wrists, he restrained the thought of rolling up his sleeves.

The man sat down to her right.

After a second of silence, the two spoke at the same time.

"What do you want to eat first?" Yin Guo said.

"Would you like a drink?" Lin Yiyang said.

…

"Pick what you like," he replied.

"Bar," she answered at the same time.

The two stopped again, and suddenly both laughed.

This smile, on the contrary, dissolved the delicate atmosphere.

"I'll get it, you'll get the food." He left the seat, returned with the wine, opened the bottle, and filled his glass.

The mouth of the wine bottle hung over her glass, asking for her opinion: "How much?"

"Fill it up," she replied, "I'm a good drinker, and the first time I cleared the stage with one shot, I was drunk and beaten."

Lin Yiyang laughed again.

It was the first time someone said in front of him: I drink well.

The wheat-colored liquor filled the glass, but she was paying attention to the person pouring it.

He's so pretty when he smiles. And there is a big difference between laughing and not laughing, like two completely different people, when not smiling, handsome is handsome, but difficult to get close to, there is a feeling of being careless and looking down on others; when laughing, he is like a big brother next door, then The younger sisters are chasing after the big brother.

That night, two people ate hot pot. When the water boils, put the vegetables, and when it is cooked, be polite and humble.

Later, Yin Guo enjoyed his meal, and would put his chin on his hand and look at him to speak. Because he had drank a few sips of wine, from time to time, he spoke with a big tongue, and he couldn't get around the words in his mouth.

Lin Yiyang shook the glass, stared at her, and from time to time, he raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.

Those who drink well, have a big tongue before finishing a bottle.

And he, with at least six empty bottles at his feet, was still awake.

In the second half of the meal, there was a strong wind outside the window, and the branches were blown into an exaggerated arc. It's snowing again.

"How do they get back, will the subway stop running again?" She was a little worried.

Lin Yiyang didn't take it seriously: "Two men, not girls, can spend a night anywhere."

Too.

The contents of the pot are about the same.

Should I sit for a while, or get up and clean up?

Yin Guo couldn't help but glanced at him, in the white mist of steaming hookah, he was really like that night, with dark pupils, looking directly at himself. That night was the first time she looked at a man at such a close distance. She was startled and just wanted to guess which country he was from...

Lin Yiyang bent down, picked up the half bottle of wine on the floor, and raised the bottle to her.

This is asking her if she still wants it.

"I don't want it anymore, you can finish it." Yin Guo stood up and put the dishes on top of each other, in a posture of preparing to clean up.

"Put it here," he said. "I haven't finished eating yet."

He wanted to clean up himself, he could only find this excuse.

But there was really nothing in the pot. He took his chopsticks and symbolically stroked the water twice.

It is estimated that I have not eaten enough, and I am embarrassed to say it? Yin Guo thought.

Prepare more dishes next time.

That night, there was a blizzard all over the city. Wu Wei and his cousin mixed in the bar and didn't come back.

New York in March is as cold as the Northeast in December.

The heating in the room was frighteningly hot, much hotter than the hotel. She slept until the middle of the night, her throat was dry, she got up from the bed, drank a glass of water by the bed, and wanted to go to the bathroom.

I thought Lin Yiyang was sleeping, but he didn't expect to open the door. He sat alone in the living room and surfed the Internet at the dining table. Because the lights were not turned on outside, all the light came from the screen of his laptop, which immediately attracted her attention. past.

"You haven't slept yet?" she was surprised.

His first action was to buckle the computer: "Is the computer too bright?"

very good.

There is no light in the house now.

"No, no. I'm going to the bathroom." Yin Guo took a step and groped forward.

On the first day she came, she was not familiar with the structure of the house, so she wanted to recall where the switch was.

There was a soft click, and the room was bright. Lin Yiyang helped her turn on the light.

In the room full of lights, she could see that Lin Yiyang had already changed his clothes. Presumably because it was too hot, he took off his coat, wearing only sports shorts and a half-sleeve top. Therefore, all the tattoos that were deliberately hidden at dinner were exposed.

Lin Yiyang watched her stare at his right arm again, reached out, picked up the sportswear on the sofa, and put it on hastily.

Yin Guo took the opportunity to run to the bathroom.

Looking in the mirror, it's really sloppy.

She unbuttoned her hair before going to bed, tossing and turning on the bed for too long because it was too hot, and her waist-length curls were scattered all over her shoulders. It's no wonder that there are very few men and women renting together. It's really embarrassing to run into the bathroom in front of outsiders.

Fortunately, she was not wearing pajamas, but sportswear.

She grimaced angrily at the mirror and washed her face first.

When he came out again, Lin Yiyang had already packed up the computer, and the power cord had been wound up. It seemed that he was going back to his room to sleep.

Yin Guo waved his hand, whispered "good night", and ran back from the living room.

The door just closed, and the next second, she opened it again, and came out: "If you continue to write, you won't be able to disturb me. I can't actually sleep, so I have to play for a while."

He watched the door slam into it again, exhaled softly, rubbed his neck with his right hand, and was stiff for most of the night, very sour.

Unconsciously, he looked at the door again.

Yin Guo lay back on the bed and played with her phone.

There seemed to be no movement outside.

Under the crack of the door, you can see that the light in the living room is still there. Are you writing a paper?

A message from Lin Yiyang suddenly popped up on the phone.

Lin: Say something.

Xiaoguo: Hmm.

Lin: I promise your brother to take him to a place tomorrow.

Xiaoguo: Go, don't tell me specifically, he has been working alone.

Lin: Wu Wei also went.

Xiaoguo: Oh, good.

Lin: We're all gone, is there any problem with you staying at home?

Of course not, not a child.

Xiaoguo: No problem. Anyway, I have to train in the afternoon and I'm not at home.

Lin: OK.

No more text?

Under the crack of the door, the light in the living room was also extinguished, and it was estimated that he had gone to sleep.

Yin Guo stared at the chat box between the two, as if something was missing. Why didn't he send the coffee emoji?

People really can't form a habit, and if a little bit of a habit is broken, one will feel uncomfortable. Yin Guo held the mobile phone and was extremely bored. She grabbed Zheng Yi's WeChat and chatted with her about her and Lin Yiyang's alma mater. When Zheng Yi heard that Lin Yiyang was a poor student, she was very surprised. A man who is arrogant and flashy is most convinced of this kind of self-reliance.

Suddenly, a message prompt popped up.

Lin: [coffee]

Her heart skipped a beat.

Before he could return, Zheng Yi sent another message.

Zheng Yi: My alma mater has a special feature. Because it is a church school, it does not give you free packages. There are other schools, hey.

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see this sentence-

She really couldn't reply to Lin Yiyang normally.

***

Lin Yiyang leaned against the refrigerator, wondering if there was a problem with his expression.

Didn't she hear it and wanted to ask her out?

She didn't go back to that [happy] again, not very used to it.

He leaned there, knocked on the refrigerator door twice unconsciously, and decided not to think about it anymore. He fished out a can of coffee from the refrigerator, pulled his slippers, picked up his laptop, and went back to his bedroom to work.

***

The snow stopped fast this time.

My cousin came back in the morning and made up his sleep until eleven o'clock. He refreshed himself and changed into clean clothes. He ran to Yin Guo's room and warmly invited her and the three of them to Chelsea Market.

My cousin's theory is that we always have to eat lunch, eat it by yourself, it is better for everyone to join in the fun.

Yin Guo thought about it right, changed her clothes and came out of the room.

Lin Yiyang and Wu Wei were at the kitchen bar, waiting for them, when they saw Yin Guo being abducted out of the room, Wu Wei kicked Lin Yiyang with his foot under the bar.

Lin Yiyang ignored him, but asked Yin Guo, "What time are you going to come back to practice?"

"Three or four o'clock?" She pondered, "If you're full, you don't need to eat dinner, you can practice until eight or nine o'clock."

He nodded, probably in his mind.

Before noon, they arrived at Chelsea.

The whole market is full of food from beginning to end. You can eat while you are standing, holding your food while sitting, eating outside your partner, or in the store. Lin Yiyang was familiar with the road and took them to the seafood shop. The store is full of freezers, surrounded by sashimi and sushi, and all of them are counters for storing seafood.

Shrimp, sea urchins, oysters, oysters, etc., etc., are placed on large pieces of white ice.

My cousin has always loved eating oysters. Standing in front of the oyster cabinet, he looked at thirty or forty kinds of oysters and calculated the load on his wallet. Lin Yiyang patted him on the back directly: "Buy four dozen first, I'll treat you."

He asked Yin Guo to take the sliced ​​sea urchin and wait at the small table. He took out money from his wallet and stuffed it into Wu Wei, and asked him to follow Meng Xiaotian to buy the little things he wanted to eat, while he went to the lobster stall himself.

Sea urchins and oysters alone filled the table.

"It's too crowded, it's too crowded," Wu Wei took the initiative to put the sea urchin on the long table by the window. There was a row of people, and there were just two empty seats. "Yin Guo, you go and sit by the window."

Yin Guo didn't think much, ran over and sat down, taking a seat for Lin Yiyang by the way.

Lin Yiyang came back with two lobsters, put them in front of Yin Guo first, turned around and left, and came back shortly after, with two more.

Meng Xiaotian smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."

"Brother Yang, aren't you generous?" Wu Wei praised with a smile, "He is the most generous."

Good guy, there is no discount for oysters per person, one lobster per person, and Shanghai urchin and sea prawns.

My little lord Yang, you are really high enough to pick up a girl.

The food bill for a month is gone, but you can still earn it, but you can make it.

Lin Yiyang sat next to Yin Guo, the phone vibrated, and looked down, it was Wu Wei.

It doesn't matter: if you dare to say that you are mean to others, I will break your head off for you and play with it.

He didn't return.

Yin Guo had just eaten a mouthful of sea urchin when Lin Yiyang left again.

When I came back, I bought hot seafood soup for the four of them, fearing that they would eat too raw and cold, and their stomachs would hurt.

Wu Wei and Lin Yiyang's friendship from childhood to adulthood never felt that this little Yang Ye had such love, and was taken care of so much that he burst into tears. Sure enough, if a man wants to grow up, first of all, he needs to have someone in his heart.

Lin Yiyang sat down and found that Yin Guo ate a few pieces of sea urchin in a row without touching the oysters, so he exchanged a dozen of them for the sea urchins on Wu Wei's table and put them in Yin Guo's hand.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Yin Guo asked him who was sitting on his right.

Lin Yiyang picked up an oyster and signaled that he was eating it.

Yin Guo smiled at him.

He watched her use a fork on the lobster's body, and he took off the claws of both lobsters and threw them on the plate in front of her.

What Lin Yiyang wants to say is: the meat of the tongs is the tenderest and sweetest, and the flesh of the body is old and hard to bite, so let her eat the tongs.

But when the words came to the mouth, it became: "Eat all this first."

Yin Guo didn't think there was anything, guessing that he might think the tongs were small and troublesome to eat, so he gave it to himself.

She took the fork and began to break down the first tongs. The man didn't eat as delicately as she did. He picked up the lobster in front of him and finished it in two or three bites. Yin Guo just started to disassemble the second tongs.

So, he also slowed down, slowly drinking the seafood soup, slowly squeezing lemon juice on the oysters, and eating oysters one by one as a pastime.

Eat for a while and play with oyster shells for a while.

The girl eats slowly, and he used to be impatient, even when he was with the younger sisters, and left after eating.

But since last night, I think it's better to eat slowly, I can fully understand her tastes and hobbies, and I can talk by the way. With his index finger poking at the oyster shell, he slowly turned around on the table, chatting with Yin Guo about the past Blizzard.

By the way, I listened to the murmurs of Wu Wei and Meng Xiaotian at the diagonal.

The two of them were chatting about what's interesting nearby. Wu Wei introduced that there is a High Line Park nearby, an aerial park transformed from an abandoned railway bridge, and an art gallery next to it is not bad.

Meng Xiaotian is not interested, what is there to do in the park.

Wu Wei lowered his voice: "When you walk in the park, you can see a hotel. All the rooms have floor-to-ceiling windows, just like small glass boxes."

Isn't it a hotel? Beautiful Chenghua is also a hotel, my cousin looked inexplicable.

Lin Yiyang probably guessed what Wu Wei would say next.

He took a sip of the seafood soup amusingly.

They're talking about StandardHotel.

Because each room is the same as a glass box, you stand in the park and look up at the room above, and you can see couples doing something they love in the room. Everyone kept a tacit understanding and did not draw the curtains. They also liked to perform while greeting tourists who walked in the park and looked up from the hotel.

This is a kind of fun, and it does not necessarily happen every day. If you are lucky, you can watch one.

The last time Lin Yiyang and his classmates came over, they were a couple. When they heard Lin Yiyang tell this allusion, they were immediately excited.

Of course, he didn't watch it, and went to drink coffee next to the art gallery.

The young man was full of energy and liked this. After the two exchanged, they wiped out all the seafood within five minutes. Said to go to the park, and immediately ran. Yin Guo was surprised to see the two big men walk away through the glass: "Is the park fun?"

Isn't that park on the elevated railway? So cold weather to go to the hair?

Lin Yiyang took out a napkin, wiped his hands, and glanced at his phone: "The scenery is good, and it's good to see."

On the phone, there is news from Wu Wei again.

It doesn't matter: the light bulb is gone, my brother will show you a clear path, this is the holy place of the horses.

Wu Wei sent a positioning map and booked a store.

Lin Yiyang was very familiar with this place, and at a glance, he knew which store it was and what it was doing. He put the phone in his trouser pocket and continued to spin the oyster shell twice.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at her thoughtfully.

Yin Guo was drinking seafood soup, and when he noticed his expression, he thought he was eating slowly. He also wanted to go to the park. He picked up a paper bowl and took two sips. His stomach felt warm and comfortable.

She took out a tissue and wiped her mouth: "I'm done eating."

"You—" He looked at her.

Yin Guo looked back, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

Is there something important, so serious. The subway is out of service. I have to take a taxi back. If I can't get a taxi, should I walk back? Or did the landlord suddenly regret it and don’t want to rent the house to himself?

"Want to eat Menglong?" he finally asked.

Eh?