MTL - The Stand-in Refuses to Become a Regular-Chapter 18

In front of the candlelight in the floor-to-ceiling window, Xue Yingshuang said: "When I was a child, a guest brought sashimi to the house and asked me to make dipping sauces. I didn't know what mustard was, so I ran to ask him. He told me that mustard is green. , it tasted strange, very nasty, and it was like mud. Later, I ground the coriander into a puree, and he ate it. Now that I think about it, he probably doesn't know what mustard is. "

Xing Yun's mind imagined Xue Yingshuang's childhood appearance, that must be an eccentric child.

He waited for Xue Yingshuang to continue talking, but Xue Yingshuang just put the soy sauce plate aside, stood up and said, "I'll pour some more soy sauce for you, you can eat it."

Xue Yingshuang came back after pouring the soy sauce, and didn't say anything, just ate.

His eyes are clear, and he eats very seriously. It doesn't look like he is opening his head, waiting for others to question him. It is clear that the explanation is over, and I don't want to say it.

But Xing Yun wanted to hear it. He wanted to know what Xue Yingshuang was like when he was a child, and why he dropped out of school.

Xing Yun: "You didn't tell me that you studied in A middle school before."

Xue Yingshuang: "I haven't graduated yet."

Xing Yun: "That's a good school, why did you get admitted and then drop out?"

Xue Yingshuang: "I have nothing to say, I can't read any further, so I'm leaving."

Xing Yun: "You tell me."

Xue Yingshuang looked at the salmon and said seriously, "It's boring, forget it."

People in the world always have the desire to talk about their pain, just like Xing Yun, when his foot is injured, he has to let Xue Yingshuang take a look, and let Xue Yingshuang know that he has been wronged.

But Xue Yingshuang is different. He has no interest in complaining, nor does he like to sell miserably.

But Xing Yun wanted to know too much, and Xing Yun also completely grasped Xue Yingshuang's habits.

Xing Yun looked at Xue Yingshuang, and tapped the floor with his slender fingers: "Three times the overtime pay."

Xue Yingshuang put down his chopsticks in a second: "This starts with my birth..."

It was an ordinary story.

Male gangsters and female gangsters get married, young couples do nothing, and when they are tempted, they learn to gamble.

Gambling is to win small money and lose big money. The two have tasted the sweetness a few times, thinking that life has turned around, but the result has not been turned around, people first fall in, mahjong, Texas Hold'em, horse racing, betting on football... everything that can bet Touched, and finally no money, but more and more debt.

"So why am I called this name? It's not that I have any expectations for me, it's just to win a lot of money." Xue Yingshuang said, "Because what they want is to win money, not one person wins, but both of them. ."

However, although the two couples are not promising, the born Xue Yingshuang is very capable and can make money at a young age.

Xing Yun heard some bad associations here, and asked, "So what kind of guest are you talking about just now?"

"The gamblers who come to the house, they love to gather at my house." Xue Yingshuang saw Xing Yun's subtle expression, suddenly understood what he was thinking, and said, "Don't worry, my parents didn't let me go out to pick up customers to earn money. , they still have this conscience."

Xing Yun breathed a sigh of relief, but Xue Yingshuang immediately added: "But I still became the first person in my family to sell my body, and I was less promising than my parents."

Xing Yun was stagnant and looked at Xue Yingshuang deeply, but Xue Yingshuang didn't care. Xing Yun changed the topic: "So you learned to cook by yourself?"

Xue Yingshuang nodded: "The gamblers gather at home for one day, how to eat? They just ask me to buy it. They want to gamble and drink, but they don't care what they eat, I just buy the cheapest box lunch. Give it to them and keep the rest for myself. Then one day, I thought to myself, what am I doing to earn this money for someone else? Why don't I cook it myself and sell it to them?"

Xing Yun still remembered the last time he asked Xue Yingshuang why he was so good at cooking, but Xue Yingshuang just smiled and didn't answer, and now he knew that there was such a story behind it.

Xing Yun asked, "How old were you then?"

Xue Yingshuang: "Eight years old."

Xue Yingshuang was eight years old that year, and his legs were very short. He could barely reach the stove when he stepped on a small bench, and he had to stand on tiptoe again to see what the pot looked like.

He can't lift the pot, even the spatula can't hold it firmly, so he likes to cook noodles, at least he doesn't need to hold the spatula all the time.

"In the beginning, I made a box lunch, and everyone ate the same." Xue Yingshuang said, "then they found out that I made it, and they started ordering food. Just tell me what they want to eat and let me cook."

"How do you know how to cook?"

"It will boil after being beaten a few times."

If he doesn't do it well, he will be beaten. After a few times, Xue Yingshuang can cook a satisfying taste. When he was nine years old, he could even cook a New Year's Eve dinner by himself.

Xing Yun couldn't help frowning: "They beat you?"

Xue Yingshuang looked sly: "When they hit me, I spit into the food. And I'm not stupid. When I grow up, I can run faster than anyone else, and they can't hit me anymore."

"But then I stopped cooking, because they always want credit, so I don't want to cook for them." Xue Yingshuang said this and looked at Xing Yun with a smile in his eyes, "So you are now after Shuangshuang Restaurant reopened. the only guest."

"The boss cooks delicious food." Xing Yun said.

"Of course." Xue Yingshuang said.

"and after?"

"Later, I was admitted to high school, but they owed more and more debt every day. I was the only person in our family who could make money, so I dropped out of school to pay the debt."

Just now, Xue Yingshuang talked about cooking in detail and vividly, but when he got here, he only talked about it in a few words.

Xing Yun was displeased: "You don't need to repay the debt your parents owe in terms of law."

Xue Yingshuang looked out the dark window with a calm expression: "I know. But some borrowed it from relatives and friends, and some borrowed it from local hooligans. The money can't be repaid, and some ... are borrowed in my name."

"Anyway, finish high school."

"Those people blocked me at the school gate, called my classmates, and even made trouble in our class," Xue Yingshuang raised his voice unconsciously, "I'm the monitor, how can I influence the learning of my classmates?"

Xue Yingshuang looked at the rainstorm outside the window, his breath was unstable.

But after a while, he turned his head to look at Xing Yun, and his tone had returned to his usual relaxed tone; "But I'm not very smart in the first place, and I didn't get very good grades in the school I entered, and it's not a big disadvantage to drop out. What's more, I started self-examination. Well, isn't this connected again?"

Obviously Xue Yingshuang's tone was laughing, but Xing Yun felt uncomfortable.

Xing Yun couldn't imagine how much effort Xue Yingshuang had to spend to get into a school like Middle A in such an environment. He is still the monitor, let alone the teacher trusts him, the classmates must also like him.

But in the end, it ended in dropping out.

"What didn't your parents say?" Xing Yun finally asked.

"I didn't say anything." Xue Yingshuang said, "Because I found them hanged when I got home."

Silence, candles quietly shed wax tears.

Xue Yingshuang looked at the clock, one hour was up, and overtime was paid.

He picked up his chopsticks again and said to Xingyun: "So it's a boring story, nothing to hear. Come and eat, do you want soup?"

Xing Yun sat there quietly, still digesting what Xue Yingshuang said.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Xue Yingshuang got up to cook soup by himself. I don't know when this power outage will end. There is a rare sense of silence during the power outage. Xue Yingshuang doesn't find it annoying, but thinks that the workers who have to rush to repair in the wind and rain are very hard.

When the soup was ready, Xue Yingshuang brought the soup back to the floor-to-ceiling window.

After nightfall, the temperature dropped, Xing Yun reached out and took Xue Yingshuang into his arms. Xue Yingshuang didn't resist having a heater radiating heat, and the two drank soup together.

Xue Yingshuang: "Thank you for helping me speak in front of Teacher Fang today."

Xing Yun was proud of hearing this, thinking that this little stand-in might love me even more.

Xing Yun said: "If you were a few years older, maybe the two of us could meet at school."

Xue Yingshuang: "If this is the case, I'll be the first to make do with you and Mr. Bai, and be your CP fans."

Xing Yun chuckled and didn't answer, just said: "If we meet, I can take you to play. Speaking of which, I was going to take you out yesterday."

"Where?"

"Go to the hot spring." Xing Yun gritted his teeth, "But you ran away."

Xue Yingshuang now understood why Xing Yun was so mad. Xing Yun didn't say it before, he must have wanted to surprise him, but he didn't expect to find out that he was not there until the end.

Imagining Xing Yun's astonishment and madness, Xue Yingshuang couldn't help but want to laugh, and then he really laughed out loud.

"Still laughing? I'll deduct money for laughing again."

"Hahaha I'm not laughing anymore hahaha."

Xing Yun was so angry that he grabbed the man and licked it for a while, scratching Xue Yingshuang's itch: "Deduct your money! Deduct your money!"

Xue Yingshuang held back his laughter, but couldn't resist Xing Yun's attack, and finally laughed a series of pigs.

After a while, the two had enough trouble.

Xing Yun hugged Xue Yingshuang, and the two looked at the rain outside the window together.

In the tranquility, Xing Yun suddenly said: "Actually, I wasn't very good in high school, so I might not be able to play with you."

Xue Yingshuang listened quietly.

"In the saddest times, I sometimes imagine that there is actually another parallel world." Xue Yingshuang's body moved slightly in Xing Yun's arms, and Xing Yun continued, "I imagine that I am very happy in that parallel world. , I'm not the same as me in this world. Just thinking about it makes me feel better."

After Xing Yun finished speaking, he lowered his head and saw Xue Yingshuang raised his head with wide eyes, looking at him in disbelief: "I think so too!"

Xue Yingshuang more than once imagined that there is another self in the parallel world.

In that parallel world, his family background is not good, but his parents love him and support him.

He doesn't have to wear work clothes to work in the factory every day, he wears school uniforms and goes to school with a schoolbag every day to study with his classmates.

He also doesn't have to work in three shifts. In that world, he comes home from school every day and can talk to his parents about what happened in the school today...

Xue Yingshuang stretched out his hand and gestured towards the night: "I would imagine a line branching out from my world, all the way to the other end of the universe, and that end is me in a parallel world."

Xing Yun smiled: "I think so too."

Xue Yingshuang: "I don't have to be good in that world."

Xing Yun: "It's enough to be better than me in this world."

Xue Yingshuang: "Just thinking about it makes me very satisfied."

Xing Yun: "I feel that there is another self who is happy for me."

Xue Yingshuang: "That's it."

It never occurred to them that someone else had the same fantasies as them.

They are like two lonely souls in the endless night, walking alone in the silent night for thousands of years.

Until this day, they met.

They couldn't believe that they were not the only ones in the universe that never saw the light of day.

It turned out that in the dark night, they were never alone.

The two maintained a posture of embracing each other. At that moment, as long as Xing Yun lowered his head a minute, or Xue Yingshuang raised his head a minute, the two would be able to touch each other's lips.

Xing Yun warned Xue Yingshuang that kissing is something only two people who love each other can do. Xue Yingshuang didn't have this interest, so even when they were most intimate, the two never kissed.

But at this moment, both of them were touched by coincidence.

As long as it is a little bit more, whoever takes the initiative first can do it.

The candle went out at some point, and in the darkness, someone seemed to move.

All of a sudden, the whole room is bright--the call is coming.

The whole kitchen lit up, and the floor-to-ceiling windows instantly reflected the picture of the two embracing each other, and the rainstorm outside was no longer visible.

The two almost kissed, and when the light came on, they separated immediately.

Xue Yingshuang stood up: "Do you want anything else to eat?"

Xing Yun also stood up: "Noodle soup."

The world resumes its operation, and the two souls meet, intertwine, and continue on their own paths.