In the afternoon, the weather changed suddenly.

Xie Fei came out of the shower and saw dark clouds covering the sun outside the window and a strong wind.

He was shocked, it was almost November, why was God still sending out floods? Not caring about blowing his hair, he rushed to the yard and covered the mud with a tarpaulin.

As soon as the last corner was tucked, crackling raindrops began to fall. Xie Fei covered his head and ran into the house, accidentally bumping into someone.

Yu Li held an umbrella with one hand and held Xie Fei's shoulder with the other to help him stand firm. There was a hint of disgust in his eyes: "Aren't you watching the road?"

"Brother, you are really my timely help!" Xie Fei immediately beamed, "Quickly, accompany me to the kitchen!"

Yu Li swept Xie Fei's half-wet hair and frowned: "Why are you going to the kitchen?"

"It's already four o'clock. I have to make dinner and a birthday cake by the way."

"Cake? Whose birthday is it?"

"It's Mr. Yan's birthday after midnight." Xie Fei smiled and said, "I saw it when I registered my ID card and wanted to give him a surprise."

Yu Li suddenly became reluctant and turned around to go back to the house.

Xie Fei quickly hooked his shoulder with his eyes, stretched out his other hand to cover the back of his hand holding the umbrella handle, and said softly, "Let's go, let's go, please."

Yu Li glanced sideways at him and nodded reluctantly.

The two of them squeezed under the same umbrella and arrived at the kitchen. Xie Fei said while getting ready, "I don't know when Mr. Yan's friend will arrive. He said it will be in the afternoon, so don't catch up with the rain."

Yu Li leaned against the refrigerator and asked casually: "Is there anyone else coming today?"

Xie Fei told Yan Lai about selling the copyright, and then Yu Li asked: "What's the screenwriter's name?"

"It seems to be called Yu Jincheng?"

"He, he's pretty good." Yu Li praised in a rare way.

Not to mention Xie Fei's surprise, someone who can be rated well by Yu Li must be pretty good, "Do you know him?"

"Yu Jincheng is the first screenwriter of "Demon King, Please Love Me". The ratings record of that drama has not been broken yet." Yu Li pretended to mention his performance casually: "He was brought out by Lu Xiping himself. Now I can now stand alone."

The two of them chatted about each other, and Xie Fei learned that screenwriter Yu had a bad life before and worked as a gunman for the studio for many years until he met his Bole.

"It turns out they were classmates, but I didn't expect Mr. Lu to be so good." Since there was no oven in the inn, Xie Fei put the mixed egg yolk paste into the rice cooker, turned around and asked, "I didn't put in milk, brush some honey." Okay?"

Yu Li said expressionlessly: "Whatever, I won't eat it anyway."

"The cake I made is quite delicious, don't you want to try it?"

"It wasn't made for me."

Xie Fei always felt that there was a bit of sourness in Yu Li's words, so she suppressed a smile and said, "I will make you an extra-large one for your birthday. By the way, is your birthday on New Year's Day?"

"no."

"That's what it says on your fan site." Xie Fei turned around in confusion, "What number is that?"

Yu Li was stunned for a moment, then said impatiently: "Who can remember what happened so long ago?"

"Then you celebrate your birthday with me."

"Do you think-"

The voice stopped suddenly, and after a while, Yu Li coughed lightly: "What did you say?"

Xie Fei stretched out a hand, with a strawberry cut into the shape of a rabbit lying in his palm: "I said, brother, why don't you celebrate your birthday with me? My birthday is May 21st."

Yu Li was silent for a long time, took the strawberry handed by Xie Fei, stuffed it into his mouth, and responded vaguely.

Since making a birthday cake is time-consuming, it was already half past six when Xie Fei was ready for dinner.

He stored the cake in the refrigerator and went out with a dish, only to find that the rain had stopped, and the petals and leaves in the courtyard were stained with rainwater, like morning dewdrops.

A figure came forward, and Xie Fei paused: "Mr. Yan, hasn't your friend arrived yet?"

"Not yet..." Yan Lai looked a little worried and plucked his hair: "I turned off my phone even when I was making calls. I don't know what's going on."

"Maybe the phone is out of battery. It rained so heavily just now, and there will probably be a traffic jam on the road." Xie Fei comforted him, "Are you hungry? Why don't you wait for him first?"

Yan Lai was a little embarrassed: "It's too troublesome..."

"It's not troublesome. There are no other customers today anyway." Xie Fei was actually a little hungry, but customers come first. He said with a half smile: "At most, it's just hot food. Mr. Yan, just don't dislike it."

Yan Lai didn't dare to be dissatisfied, she just wanted to praise Boss Xie, the angel on earth.

But after waiting for more than two hours, there was still no sign of Yu Jincheng. Instead, he waited for a news notification.

"Boss Xie, come and see!" Yan Lai, who was sitting in the lobby, shouted in shock, jumped off the stool and rushed towards Xie Fei: "The news said that 18 cars collided on the highway in the afternoon, and one of them was a tourist bus. Rushed off the bridge!"

Xie Fei was stunned and hurried over. The more he looked at his face, the worse he looked: "It's a direct bus from Nanshan City to Xining Village. Did Mr. Yu come from Nanshan City? Did he drive himself?"

"I, I don't know..." Yan Lai was really discouraged and hated himself for not asking more questions when contacting the other party: "I only know that he is in Nanshan City..."

The two looked at each other, both uneasy.

The bus that fell off the bridge, the cell phone that never got through, the late guest... The three conditions combined made Xie Fei and Yan Lai uncontrollably think about the worst, and they almost wanted to call the police on the spot!

Yan Lai was anxious. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw someone standing in front of the fence gate?

He didn't quite trust what he saw in his eyes, so he asked in a low voice: "Boss Xie, do you see anyone there?"

Xie Fei looked out through the octagonal window lattice and slapped his legs: "It's true!"

The two of them immediately ran out like prisoners on release from a prison. They saw a young man in his twenties standing at the door of the inn. A swaying paper lantern hung beside the door, and the warm yellow light reflected the young man's brows. There is an indistinguishable beauty about male and female in the painting, but he is all wet, as if he had just been caught in a heavy rain.

But the rain has stopped long ago.

However, neither of them had time to think too much at this time. Xie Fei asked nervously: "Are you Mr. Yu Jincheng?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then smiled slowly, his eyes were gentle and vivid, and his voice was as moist as spring water: "Hello, I am Yu Jincheng."

"You're finally here!" Yan Lai was so excited that he almost burst into tears. He was originally worried that it would be awkward to communicate with someone he didn't know, but now after this episode, when he saw Yu Jincheng again, he just felt that the other person was like his relative. : "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Yu Jincheng looked apologetic, "Is it Mr. Yan? Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"No, please come in and invite me." Yan Lai showed unprecedented enthusiasm and initiative in his life, as if he had replaced Xie Fei and transformed into an innkeeper. He asked after greetings along the way: "Are you hungry? Why are you all wet?"

"I'm not hungry." Yu Jincheng suddenly stopped, his expression seemed a little distressed, and after a while he said, "There was a car accident on the road. Many cars collided. It was raining heavily."

It was indeed a car accident!

Fortunately, the person is fine.

Considering that Yu Jincheng had just been frightened, Yan Lai was embarrassed to ask: "Then please go back to the house and take a hot bath... Hey, where is your luggage?"

"The luggage is lost."

Yan Lai could not help but sympathize with the other party even more, "We are about the same height. I will send you a set of clean clothes later..." After saying that, he thought that he could not provide a change of underwear, so he looked at Xie Fei for help.

Xie Fei understood instantly and said with a smile: "There are disposable underwear in the inn, I will bring them to your room."

Yu Jincheng felt a little uncomfortable, "Thank you, little brother."

"You're welcome." Xie Fei objected to the other party's address, and corrected him with a half-smile: "I am the owner of the inn, and my name is Xie Fei."

A group of people walked through the courtyard to the garden, and a dark shadow suddenly emerged from the bushes, waving its fluffy tail and jumped in front of a few people.

"Is this a pet raised in the inn?" Yu Jincheng stared in surprise at a squirrel that was bowing to several people.

"No." Yan Lai explained on Xie Fei's behalf: "I wonder if it's because the weather has been cold recently. Some small animals in the mountains always like to visit the inn, looking for guests to order something to eat."

"It's great, they are not afraid of people." Yu Jincheng smiled lightly and bent down to touch the squirrel's head. Unexpectedly, the squirrel suddenly exploded its hair, screamed fiercely, and quickly jumped up a tree.

Yu Jincheng was stunned in place, and Yan Lai was also a little embarrassed: "Maybe I haven't seen you before, so I'm a little wary."

Xie Fei was very calm. He walked to a room in the west and opened the door. He handed the room card to Yu Jincheng: "Mr. Yan lives next door. You can rest tonight and register tomorrow."

Yu Jincheng thanked him softly.

After settling the guests, Xie Fei went to the utility room to look for paper underwear, but there were so many things piled up in the room that he couldn't find it after a long search. Then he thought about it. There seemed to be two boxes of unopened underwear in the bedroom, so he could save them first.

When going upstairs, Xie Fei passed by Yu Li's bedroom and saw that the door was open and he was sitting on the edge of the bed in a bathrobe with a large bath towel on his head. He had obviously just taken a shower.

Probably aware of his gaze, Yu Li turned his head and suddenly frowned: "Who is here?"

Xie Fei simply stopped and said, "Mr. Yu."

The mark between Yu Li's brows deepened. After a while, he took off his bath towel, stood up and walked to the door: "Are you going to celebrate that chicken's birthday tonight?"

"Yes, after 12 o'clock." Xie Fei automatically ignored Yu Li's address to Yan Lai, "Mr. Yan usually sleeps very late."

"I am coming too."

Xie Fei was surprised, Yu Li didn't seem willing to celebrate Yan Lai's birthday.

"Yu Jincheng should be here." Yu Li leaned against the door frame and explained quietly: "Since we know each other, let's meet."

Xie Fei understood and smiled happily: "Then I'll call you when the time comes. For now, I have to go back to the room to help Mr. Yu find a pair of underwear."

"...What's inside?"

"Underwear, he had a car accident on the way here, got caught in the rain and lost his luggage——"

"you dare!"

As soon as Xie Fei heard Yu Li's angry tone, he knew that the other party was going to do it again.

It's not that he is narcissistic. Xie Fei always feels that Yu Li has an extraordinary desire to control and monopolize him, a bit like a child's "You can only be with me, the best in the world", but Xie Fei still thinks it's quite He was cute, and he even felt a little enjoyment in his heart. He asked deliberately ignorantly: "Then what should I do? I can't let the guests not wear it."

Yu Li's expression changed several times, and finally he turned back to the room with a sullen face and rummaged through the cabinets. After about five or six minutes, he found a delicate cardboard box from an unused suitcase.

He threw the box to Xie Fei and ordered, "Let him wear this."

Xie Fei caught it in a hurry, his eyes focused on the size label on the underwear box, a capital "M".

He slowly made an exclamation point in his heart, and subconsciously asked: "Isn't it a little too small?"

The author has something to say:

A Li:? ? ? ?

Cuicui: I mean, the characters are printed too small.

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