Tingyun leaned against her, feeling extremely peaceful and fell asleep after a while.
Qingyu tried to pull away his arm and let him sleep well, but he still held her tightly, so she had to give up.
Just sleep like this.
Qingyu also closed her eyes. Being held tightly by him, she was not used to it at first. But she always slept well, and after a while, she fell into sleep.
It's like this every day. Tingyun goes to class when he has class, and runs to Qingyu's rental house when he doesn't have class. The two review their homework together, cook, bicker, talk about love, and have a little intimacy.
The years are quiet, like a stream, flowing slowly and silently.
The trees on campus look different if you don’t pay attention to them for a few days.
It seems that yesterday there were still green buds that could not be seen without looking closely, but today they are dyed with a layer of new green, a soft, fresh color, a color full of vitality and hope.
In two days, the green will mature and sway freely in the spring breeze.
The flowers are also blooming.
Snow-white pear blossoms, off-white apricot blossoms, pale pink cherry blossoms, pink cherry blossoms...
Continuously forming a piece, forming a fog, like a girl’s haziest and lightest dream.
The calendar was blown by the wind and turned to March 21st, Qingyu’s birthday.
This day happens to be the Spring Equinox.
Tingyun was preparing to celebrate her birthday two or three days in advance.
I bought my birthday gift in advance and just waited for this day to get it.
Except for the green leafy vegetables, all other meats and vegetables were bought the day before and marinated, waiting to be used today.
The kitchen window was half open, and the sun and breeze rushed in through the window.
Tingyun rolled up his sleeves and was busy in the kitchen.
Qingyu ran in to help as usual.
Tingyun drove her out: "I don't need your help today. It's your birthday today, just go and rest and wait for dinner."
He smiled softly at her, like the spring breeze and the warm sun: "I will finish all your birthday meals with my own hands."
When Qingyu heard this, she walked away with a smile on her face, her lips filled with a sweetness that was too thick to melt away.
She walked to the table to read a book.
Tingyun poked his head out of the kitchen: "It's my birthday today, don't look at it, give yourself a holiday."
Qingyu turned around and smiled at him: "The interview is coming soon, I'd better watch it, just stay away for a while."
"Okay." Tingyun smiled and returned to the kitchen.
Preparing vegetables, cutting meat and stewing vegetables, I was very busy.
The sunshine outside the window is getting brighter and brighter.
Tingyun came out with a plate in one hand, placed it on the small dining table, and greeted Qingyu: "The birthday girl is here, dinner is ready!"
Qingyu immediately ran over happily and looked at the dishes on the table.
It’s really a feast for the eyes and makes you greedy just looking at it!
Tingyun looked at her with a smile: "Go and wash your hands first. There are still dishes, wait for me to bring them out."
After Qingyu heard this, she ran to the bathroom to wash her hands. When she came out, the dishes were already served.
Her eyes were first attracted to a plate of tomatoes mixed with white sugar.
It’s not unusual to mix tomatoes with white sugar.
What's strange is that these tomatoes have been cut into thin slices and rolled into the shape of a rose. The rotating "petals" seem to be playing the melody of love.
This is so beautiful!
Looking at other dishes, they are all bright in color and fragrant.
Qingyu couldn't wait to get the chopsticks.
But Tingyun stopped her: "Little greedy cat, wait a moment until I finish saying their names."
Does the dish have a name?
Qingyu looked at him seriously and acted like she was all ears.
Zingyun motioned her to look at the first plate, which contained fried golden chicken wings.
"This dish is called Phoenix in Flight."
Wow! Such a high-end and classy name.
Qingyu looked at him with shining eyes, waiting for him to continue.
Tingyun pointed to the second dish, which was a stir-fried pork dish with celery and a little bit of tomatoes.
"This is love that lasts a lifetime."
Understand the rain or shine in seconds:
Celery, homophonic for "love", tomatoes, homophonic for "world".
The third dish is honey-glazed hairtail fish.
"This is sweet."
The fourth dish is the tomato mixed with white sugar.
Tingyun suddenly stopped: "How about you guess what this dish is?"
Qingyu frowned and thought: "Rose appointment?"
Tingyun smiled and shook his head:
"It's okay to name it this way. But that's not the name I chose.
"As a reminder, it has the same structure as the name of a dish."
Is that the AABB structure?
Qingyu thought for a while: "Hehemeimei?"
"No." Tingyun further prompted: "How many roses do you think these are?"
Qingyu counted nine flowers.
She understood, smiled and clapped her hands and shouted: "I know, forever!"
Tingyun smiled and nodded slightly: "By the way, Qingyu is so smart!"
Qingyu is so happy: "Don't tell me yet, I'll guess later!"
The fifth dish is flesh and blood.
Qingyu asked: "Is this the connection between flesh and blood?"
Tingyun shook his head: "Isn't that too simple? Guess again!"
Qingyu thinks hard:
"Depend on each other?"
"Never be separated?"
……
Tingyun looked at her with a smile.
By guessing a riddle, she said a lot of love words unintentionally.
However, I still didn’t guess it right.
He prompted: "Think about the story of Adam and Eve."
Qingyu recalls this story:
After God created Adam, the ancestor of mankind, he saw that Adam was lonely living alone, so he took one of his ribs and created the woman Eve.
When Adam saw Eve, he sighed: "She is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh."
Qingyu understood, and she shouted happily: "It's bone of bone, flesh of flesh, right?"
"Yes!"
Tingyun stared at her and nodded slowly. His eyes were like gentle sea water.
Qingyu looked at him, her heart turned into water, and she couldn't help but run towards him.
This is what he wants to tell her - you are bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh!
Qingyu looked at him for a few seconds, feeling that her eyes were wet, and quickly lowered her head to look at the last dish.
It was a soup, served in a soup basin.
Qingyu took a spoon and scooped up a spoonful. There were red beans and sliced ​​chayote in the spoon.
She thought about it and said: "Red beans mean lovesickness, and bergamot's hands represent good luck. Is it true - is lovesickness worth it?"
Tingyun smiled:
"Yes - Sauvignon Blanc, stay with us forever!
"I know that red beans represent lovesickness, but I don't know what it means to stay together. So I used chayote, which is a homophone."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Qingyu quite proudly, with words written all over his face: I'm great, right? Praise me!
He had been thinking a few days ago about what birthday dinner he was going to give Qingyu.
But it seems that no matter what I do, it’s almost boring.
Until he thought about the New Year's Eve dinner that grandma makes every year, each dish has an auspicious name.
That's right, it doesn't matter what kind of food you cook. What's important is that the food you cook must have a meaning and be able to say what he wants to say.
So, there is this table of dishes with names.
Not only the dishes, but also the rice today is served as assorted, served on a plate and pressed into a heart shape with a rice spoon.
He has one heart, and she has one heart. Together, they are "heart to heart".
For two people, he cooked six dishes and set a full table.
In order to avoid not finishing the leftovers, the portions of each dish are very small.
Chapter completed!