I am a Chef in the Modern Era

Shen Yan felt that he had said it clearly enough. Even if Jiang Cheng was different from seven years ago, Shen Yan felt that he should understand the meaning of his own words and would not come again.

When I got up in the morning, I heard that Shen Fu and Lin Yiyi’s family had to go to the city. Shen Yan only felt that he had been inexplicably irritated because of Jiang Cheng’s affairs these two days. He said with Shen Fu and went to the city with them. Old Yangtou celebrates his New Year's greetings.

Shen Fu’s family of four people, plus a Chen Fang, was full at once. Shen Yan looked at Chen and gave him a look. He got up and gave him a place to go to the garage to get the car.

His lotus is still in the home of the old man, and the other one has not been sent back for maintenance. In the end, there is no way to open the suv that he has not touched for a long time. The heavy car parked outside the yard. Waiting for him, Shen Yan drove up, Shen Fu looked at his car from the window, and did not say a word to raise the window in front of the road.

Halfway, the phone came in.

Shen Yan was driving, reaching out and pressing the earphone button on the ear, and even the caller didn't look at it, he picked up the phone.

"Where?"

Jiang Cheng’s voice is clear and the tone is rising. It seems that the mood is not bad.

Shen Yan: ...

The hand touched the ear again, but it took a Bluetooth headset and threw it on the side of the co-pilot.

Shen Yan found that he really underestimated the degree of Jiang Cheng's cheeky. He even thought that this might not be the Jiang Cheng he knew at all. He was the one who played him to play with him!

The phone has not been hung up, and it seems to be still talking, but the vagueness can't hear what is being said. Shen Yan only feels that the mood is dawn to the bottom of the valley, and his face is involuntarily blackened. It’s more cautious to look at his eyes when he gets off the bus.

Shen Yan didn't know where Jiang Cheng got his mobile phone number. In order to prevent the call from Jiang Cheng, Shen Yan simply shut down the plane before getting off the bus, then sorted out the facial expressions, followed Shen Fu, went to Lao Yang. The head family gave them a family to celebrate the New Year.

The old Yangtou family warmly welcomed, Shen Yan did not show a little bit of unhappiness, only Shen Fu will look at him from time to time, a pair of words to say.

In the year when Jiang Cheng left, Shen Fu was still in high school. The closed school was the busiest time of his homework. So he couldn’t stay at home for a few days a month. The family also deliberately stared at him, so he only knew Jiang Cheng went abroad, but he did not know what happened between him and Jiang Cheng, and Jiang Jiang never returned. He did not have any impression in Shen Fu’s heart, except for the first year. After that, there was no premise in Shenyan, and the Shen family would not even mention it. Shen Yan would not take the initiative to talk to Shen Fu half a word, so that now, Shen Yan wants to find someone to talk about. These words, I do not know where to start.

However, these two days are not in the state. Shen Fu must see it. If you wait for the next question, do you want to tell him? Shen Yan is thinking, while watching Xiao Xiao’s grandmother out of the kitchen, it’s not so beautiful. But it looks like an appetite.

Shen Yan: ...

If he is not in the river, he will say it later.

Before going to bed at night, everyone really intended to make room for him and Shen Fu. Shen Fu looked at him and knew what he wanted to ask, but he still asked, "What are you doing here?"

Shen Fu looked at him, rarely serious and sincere, "Brother, do you have a heart?"

“Is it obvious?”

Shen Fu’s look of nonsense said, “There are even the slain of the slain that has been abandoned before, and you said it.”

Shen Yan: ...

He doesn't like suv right, but does it look so obvious? Well, he also goes to maintenance every month, never stop.

Shen Yan suddenly wanted to laugh. In the end, he was a brother. But if he wanted to talk to Shen Fu, he didn’t want to say anything. He just asked ambiguously. “Is it possible to like a man before?”

After Shen He heard that he said this sentence, he was a thunderous expression. "Brother, don't scare me, do you like men?!!"

Shen Yanzhen, replied, "Not to say me." However, I thought in my heart that I didn't like it, but I like it long ago.

Shen Fu looked at him with a suspicious look, and finally believed in what he said and began to guide him.

"...who are you liked?"

Unexpectedly, the face of Jiang Cheng’s face flashed, and Shen Yan couldn’t help but look away. “I just ask, nothing.”

"Brother, the point is not gender, but whether you like it or not, parents should not mind."

Shen Fu rarely called his brother in such a serious situation, let alone such a serious effort to cheer him up for eight hundred. He did not express any opinion on the matter that he might like a man. He said that he was not moved, but it was a brother, Shen Yan. I also passed the age of putting all my emotions on my face, so I got up and said, "Well, I know, take a break early."

Shen Yan thought that he could not sleep, who knows that he fell asleep in bed after a while, and then dreamed.

I dreamt that I saw Jiang Cheng for the first time in that year. In the courtyard of the Wenjia, the young Jiang Cheng was as tall as the back of Qingsong. He looked at him in the evening light of the setting sun, and his heart threw himself up.

Then the picture turned and turned to the riverside that year. Jiang Cheng said that he liked him. He was self-sustaining. In fact, his heart had already jumped out of his mouth, and then they naturally kissed and kissed deep. Jiang Cheng loosened him and repeated. He whispered in his ear, "Ayan, Ayan..." Like him to call his heart to the treasure, loudly afraid of breaking the dream.

Finally, Jiang Cheng’s last meeting before he left the country, Jiang Cheng was facing him, softly and coldly said, “Shen Yan, you go back first.”

Then there was no audio for seven years.

Shen Yan suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and gasped, trying to exhale the feeling of a nightmare.

He really hasn't dreamt for a long time. When Jiang Cheng just went abroad, he couldn't sleep well every night.

Shen Yan reached out and turned on the light, and there was a little trembling at the fingertips. The man had calmed down, put on his robe and went downstairs to pour a glass of water, sat down at the bed and finished drinking, then opened the machine.

The phone is quiet, there is no phone, no message.

Shen Yan hooked the lips and lie down on his back.

The mobile phone "ring bells and bells" rang.

Shen Yan: ...

He stared at the phone for a long time, as if he wanted to see him through, and then when he was finally ready to pick it up, the ringing came to an abrupt end, and Shen Yan breathed in his throat, snoring and laughing, so he was right. ,fair enough.

He reached out and touched the phone, but the phone suddenly hit him. He didn't check it for a while, and he picked up the answer button, and then the phone was stagnation. Jiang Cheng's low-mute voice passed over. "A Yan, why? Didn't sleep?"

Shen Yan: ...

When you know that you are sleeping, why bother to call.

He didn't speak, and he said over there, "I know it's impossible, but I still want to ask, are you thinking about me too?"

He used the same word, Shen Yan simply did not want to say anything.

At one time, two people did not speak. Shen Yan turned to look at the sky outside, and it began to light up slightly. After a long time, he said to the quiet cell phone, "Jiang Cheng, when I met you, I was 18 years old. When I was with you, I was twenty years old, the year you left, I was twenty-two..." He paused and said, "Now I am almost thirty years old. We have used it for four years. Time is together, but it took seven years to separate, Jiang Cheng, how do you feel about going back?"

At the end of the phone, Jiang Cheng slammed his hand over his chest and his clothes, and the heartache that suddenly came hit made his lips tremble.

"I know, so we don't go back, we start over."

Shen Yan laughed. "I have not been 18 years old, and I have no time and energy to start with you again..."

Jiang Cheng suddenly interrupted his words, and said from his own self-satisfaction, the tone of voice was still with a gasp. "When you were 18 years old, I was twenty-one. When I saw you in the first place, I liked you. When you were twenty, I was twenty-three. When I was studying hard, I was thinking about how to tell you that I had planned all the possible futures."

Shen Yan did not say a word, acquiescing to this only opportunity to defend Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng owed him an explanation, this is not only Jiang Cheng can not let go, he is also difficult to let go.

"Then when I was twenty-two years old, my mother called, and the heart disease recurred at a high risk and was sent to the hospital. I hung up the oxygen mask and did not forget to warn me. If I dare to be with a man, she will immediately To die, she used to be strong in this life. Even if she didn’t want to do this, she said it, but even then, I didn’t think about giving up on you."

Jiang Cheng’s tone was gentle, but Shen Yan was still breathing.

"I think it's still a long time. As long as we are together, there is always a day to convince her."

"Then she knows the person I like... It's you, I didn't expect her to go to your house, but I didn't even think that she would tell her uncle and aunt, I have a fiancée, I am the first. When I saw Shen Shushu’s anger, the crutches in the hands of Shen’s father couldn’t hold it. The fingers of the gas trembled and pointed at me and couldn’t even say a word. I think he liked me a lot. At that time, it must be How much I hated me, I was on the ground trying to justify it, and then my mother used a knife to hold her neck."

"She said, Jiang Cheng, if you dare to say a word, you will never have my mother again."

"When you want to see me but I didn't agree, my mom has prepared all my documents and sent me to go abroad. I didn't agree. She interrupted my three ribs and I didn't agree."

"If you can't be with you in this life, it's better to kill me." Jiang Cheng smiled, and the lightness of the cloud is not like talking about his own things. It fell down.

"My mom knows me very well. Since then she has been quiet. I thought... I thought I was touching her." Jiang Cheng laughed at himself and his voice began to hoarse again. "She took it." The photo of us... I put a mosaic on my face and then squatted on my face, saying that if I don’t go abroad, she will send a photo to everyone, she said Shen’s family ruined her. My son, she did not hesitate to break the net with Shen Jiayu. I always felt that my mother must be crazy."

"It wasn't until that time that I began to regret it. I regret that I think too much in the future. I have no power and no power, and I can't protect you."

"The last is my own consent to go abroad, and promised to contact you again, the condition is that she will leave the city afterwards, and can no longer threaten you with anything, then after arriving in the UK, I escaped her control, alone When one starts to study, I need power to take money, and I need the courage to stand up to you with fear and fear.

"Then it will be seven years."

Jiang Cheng finally stopped and said with a sigh of relief, "A Yan, do you believe it?"

Shen Yan can't speak.

He doesn't know what to say.

These explanations came too late, and he was late to give birth to a kind of pity, but there was no way to comfort him even a word.

"I believe."

In addition to the letter, it seems that there is nothing to say.

He needs an explanation from Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng gave him an explanation. Besides, these words can't solve any problems, and there is no way to make up for the seven years they have passed away.

"The sky is already bright." Shen Yan whispered, "Hang up."

Jiang Cheng was silent for a while, and finally he snorted.

He never thought of using these explanations to exchange for forgiveness of Shen Yan. The wrong one is wrong. He owes to Shen Yan, and it is still unclear with such a few words.

Although the reality of the year is much heavier than this lightly floating sentence.