Fight the Landlord, Fall in Love

Sun Zinan was very touched when he said the first two sentences. He heard a blank expression at the end, and said coolly: "Professor Tang, you are really good."

This tone is quite intimidating, but when you say it in the neck of someone else, it is very imposing.

Tang Kai smiled lowly: "On your body, you can't run fast, and I don't worry about letting you steal the battery."

Sun Zinan: "Go to you."

Tang Kai's body still has the woody tail remaining after bathing. It is warm and dry. This smell seems to have turned into his skin, giving a sense of security.

Prior to this, Sun Zinan had never thought of relying on someone, he was usually the one to be dependent on. Complicated family relations and job positions doomed him to take on his own life, which has long been accustomed to, and even natural.

However, the appearance of Tang Kai changed his operating rules. Sun Zinan lived for nearly thirty years, knowing for the first time from him what boyfriend power is.

Despite all appearances such as family appearance, Tang Kai's most powerful force is actually to make people willing to go hand in hand with him, even if he knows that it is not a smooth journey ahead.

Sun Zi was lying on the bed on the south side, and the big bed was stable and soft, but he had an illusion of slowly sinking down.

Probably before he was aware of it, he had fallen into this, and there was no possibility of getting out.

"Okay, are you relieved this time?" Tang Kai reached out and turned off the bedside lamp. He lowered his voice deliberately and said slowly, "I'm here with you, don't be afraid, go to sleep."

Sun Zinan closed his eyes following his words.

He slept well this night. Although he was not used to sleeping with other people for the first time, Tang Kai slept very well and did not move much. In fact, he didn't bother Sun Zinan very much. Moreover, he obviously slept lightly. Sun Zinan woke up once in the middle of the night, and he was stunned and wanted to turn over. As a result, as soon as he moved, he was pulled back lightly by the person on the pillow.

He didn't understand it at first. After thinking for a while in thick sleep, he suddenly realized that this is a common sense: it is better for people with bad heart to lie on the right side when sleeping, so as not to stress the heart.

In the dim bedroom, it was difficult for him to trace the silhouette of the man's sleep, and he could only hear the sound of breathing like a tidal wave, beating his ears layer by layer.

The night is so gentle.

The next day Sun Zinan woke up first, and at first sight the sleeping position of the two did not change, but the clear boundary between the two quilts had merged into one. His pajama pants slipped up, his bare bare ankles pressed against Tang Kai's legs, and his skin was hot; when he looked up again, he could see his tall, straight nose bridge and long eyelashes.

Sun Zinan's embarrassment was a bit unclear. Perhaps he did not expect to "cross the border" and quietly put his leg back in the quilt.

When he was expected to move, Tang Kai woke up immediately, but his mind was not quite awake. He stretched out his hand subconsciously and hugged him back into his arms. He asked drowsyly, "Woke up?"

Sun Zinan choked his chest tightly, patting his arm on his waist: "Come, let me get out of bed. You sleep a little longer, it's still early."

Tang Kai seemed to be really sleepy, so he moved his hands obediently. Sun Zinan lifted the quilt to get out of bed to wash, waited for him to clean up, pushed the door out, and saw Tang Kai holding the quilt, with a hair on his head and sitting on the bed like a child.

He heard the prestige and asked Sun Zinan: "Early. How does it feel? Is there any discomfort?"

This question was asked in this scene, how to listen to it and how wrong it is. Sun Zinan nourished his spirit and was a lively and brave man. He leaned against the door frame and replied: "Early, not uncomfortable. You served well last night."

Tang Kai: "..."

This morning, if the yellow tone is on, will this man be okay?

"Thank you," he said blankly. "You are great too."

After talking, the two turned around and smiled for a long time.

Sun Zinan squeezed his face in the past and shook Tang Kai's sleepy hair away. While urging him to wash, he secretly thought that the pink filter could not be removed for a long time. He actually thought that Tang Kai's little air-bearing bag looked pretty cute.

The two left the Sun's house at less than eight o'clock. Tang Kai drove him to the hospital for examination because he didn't know the specific examination items, so he had to stay on an empty stomach without breakfast. Sun Zinan was afraid of Tang Kai's low blood sugar, so he bought some food on the road to eat hunger, but Comrade Tang Kai was very simple and willing to work together, insisting on waiting for him to finish the inspection together.

Fortunately, private hospitals produce results quickly. The electrocardiogram and color Doppler ultrasound showed that it was not a problem of the heart, and there were no abnormalities on the chest radiograph. At the end, the doctor found a possibility from the previous medical history: Sun Zinan was weak since childhood, had bronchitis and pneumonia, and lung function did not develop In addition, his small amount of exercise, cardiopulmonary reserve function is not working, and his emotions are violently stimulated, and he can't breathe when he is excited.

All in all, there is no serious illness, that is, congenital insufficiency, lack of exercise acquired, and special circumstances, only to have the symptoms of yesterday.

This time Tang Kai's suspended heart finally fell steadily back into his stomach. Sun Zinan thanked the doctor. After coming out of the hospital, he simply went to work for half a day. In order to comfort Professor Tang's frightened heart, he took him to drink morning tea with a big hand.

In the afternoon, Sun Zinan returned to the company and Tang Kai returned to school. He took the time to call his dad and reported on the rollover accident last night. Tang Zhenhua is an old river and lake. This is not the first time he has seen such a thing. He is confident that he will deal with it. By the way, he also cared about the "daughter-in-law".

After listening to Tang Kai ’s objective, scientific and unexaggerated description, he sighed: “Xiao Sun is a good boy, and he can clearly understand it. It ’s not a big deal for you to enlighten others. It ’s not a big deal to keep him away.”

He also said: "Remember to go to the hospital for an examination. This episode of suffocating and calling your name while vomiting blood will not even happen in the TV series. I suspect that you burned your brain. Early detection and early treatment, don't shy away from medical treatment."

Tang Kai: "..."

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After work in the evening, Tang Kai rejected Sun Zinan's proposal to pick him up and drove back by himself. Sun Zinan arrived home earlier than him. When Tang Kai entered the door, he was cooking in the kitchen.

"Aren't you talking about letting you rest? You put it down and I'll come." Tang Kai dropped the computer bag and went into the kitchen. Sun Zinan turned back and pointed at him with a spatula: "It's just a meal, I'm not tired. Go out and wash my hands Do you just go to the kitchen? "

Professor Tang was like an abandoned young daughter-in-law who washed her hands grievously.

Sun Zinan poured the mushrooms and shrimp fried in the pan on the green vegetables that were boiled in water. The emerald was bright red and the steaming steam was very pleasant. The sweet and sour small row in the pot next to it just picked up the juice and filled it into another plate. Both dishes were complete. He was too lazy to make soup tonight, so he steamed two extra cups of custard.

For summer cooking, the sweet and sour appetizer and refreshing oil are the first choice. Anyway, there were no bad dishes in Tang Kai's mouth. Sun Zinan had to self-evaluate and felt quite satisfied. He picked up a side dish and put it in Tang Kai bowl: "Do you know what this is?"

"Rapeseed?" Tang Kai looked closely, and felt that it was not the same as the common rapeseed. The petioles were thick and the roots were swollen, like a small hammer. "Variety of rape?"

Sun Zinan said: "It's my family with you, this is called Xiaotang Cai."

Tang Kai mistakenly thought that he was talking about "sugar", and still a little unbelievable: "Why is it called sugar vegetable, it is not sweet."

Sun Zinan: "Pooh hahaha ..."

Tang Kai was confused: "Well? What's laughing?"

"Yes, it's not sweet," Sun Zinan smiled with the chopstick tips shaking, "You're sweet."

In his laughter, Tang Kai blushed very suspiciously.

"You are more solemn," he said solemnly. "Don't get embarrassed just because you get it. Quickly, eat well."

Sun Zinan almost choke.

After dinner, Tang Kai took the initiative to put the chopsticks into the dishwasher, Sun Zinan cut the vegetables and chop the stuffing in the kitchen, Tang Kai curiously came together: "What are you going to do?"

Sun Zinan: "Steam two small steamed buns to change the taste. Wouldn't it be greasy to eat toast with fried eggs every morning?"

Tang Kai's admiration for Sun Zinan suddenly rose to a whole new level: "Will you still steam buns?"

Sun Zinan blew the cowhide without drafting, and came up with his mouth: "Do not hide from you, I am proficient in all the professions, such as the red case and the white case, the eight major cuisines, Chinese and Western food, bread and dessert."

Tang Kai was convinced and applauded him, "It's amazing!"

"Cough," Sun Zinan didn't expect the silly boy to take it seriously, and quickly changed the subject. "Speaking of which, you have also spent a long time abroad, why didn't you learn to cook by yourself?"

"Try it," Tang Kai said honestly, "but they thought I was making a small nuclear reactor and would not allow me to enter the kitchen."

"……Fine."

Sun Zinan was deeply impressed by scientific research talent Professor Tang.

In fact, he felt a little vague before, Tang Kai may have eaten too much in the cafeteria, and often made extraordinary opinions on the combination of dishes. Japanese tofu stewed chicken is kind of slight. He sometimes even asks if sweet potatoes can be fried with green bamboo shoots or stewed pumpkin with kelp.

"How about you?" Tang Kai asked. "You also learned to cook abroad?"

Sun Zinan: "Well."

"why?"

"what?"

Tang Kai thought about it and said euphemistically: "I always thought that you don't have to be distracted by such daily chores."

A wealthy young master like Sun Zinan, who has been served from an early age to a big one, doesn't want any chef, and he is not a particularly appetizing person, can he be guilty of going to the kitchen himself?

Sun Zinan understood what he meant, and didn't feel offended. He just sighed with his past calendar. "It's not that I deliberately learned ... At that time, I probably had nothing to do."

He was sent abroad by Sun Ying before he reached the age of eighteen. He was unaccompanied in his hometown, and his life was unfamiliar. When he entered adulthood, his peers were all chasing the ideals of life. Only he was muddled, neither Know how to stand up, and do not know where to go in the future.

Sun Zinan sometimes feels that he is a string puppet, and his actions are controlled by people. He does not even have the qualification to resist, and he has no control over his life.

Amidst the confusion and anxiety surrounding him, he had nowhere to resolve and forced himself out of depression. Fortunately, Sun Zinan still had common sense, and was more alert. He found that he had repeated suicidal thoughts and immediately went to see a psychologist. Both drug treatment and emotional grooming took a two-pronged approach. After about two years of suffering, he slowly found a way out of his relief.

Cooking is a hobby he developed to ease anxiety when he is troubled. The world is unpredictable and involuntarily, but the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, the temperature of the fire, these are at least the things he can control.

After he gradually mastered skills and no longer missed cooking, he slowly recovered his sense of control over his life, and was finally able to understand, accept, and calmly face this world that he could never fully control.