Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

[Sunny weather on January 1th

He refused to eat any food.]

The notes that Hei Xia Zi originally kept of his fight with Zhang Qiling became the only observation log of Zhang Qiling from the moment Zhang Qiling woke up.

It could be as small as Zhang Qiling waking up in the morning and seeing a few birds fluttering outside the window, or as big as Zhang Qiling acting crazy intermittently.

It's not accurate to say that he was acting crazy, but Zhang Qiling showed an extreme calmness. He always stared at somewhere with empty eyes. At first, Hei Xiazi thought that Zhang Qiling was longing for the sunshine outside, so he often dragged him to bask in the sun, but once he sat down, he would not move, and often stayed outside for the whole day.

It seemed as if there was something there that attracted him, and even when he was distracted, Zhang Qiling would always mutter a few words from time to time.

Danger, be careful...

And so on.

Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Qiling sat in the shade of the courtyard. He even set an example by showing off his fried rice with green peppers and shredded pork to the guests.

He eats in a good manner, with no rice grains around his mouth and he eats the rice very cleanly. Most importantly, the way Hei Xiazi eats is really appetizing. He didn't become a food anchor, but instead started a tomb-robbing business, which wasted his innate talent of increasing other people's appetite.

"Qi, eat something. You won't be able to fill your stomach if you keep staring at that!" Hei Xiazi took the lunch box and pushed it straight to Zhang Qiling. In order to show that it was delicious, he put the fried rice with green pepper and shredded pork in front of Zhang Qiling's nose several times and almost stuffed the rice into Zhang Qiling's mouth.

Unfortunately, no matter how Hei Xia Zi tempted him, Zhang Qiling pursed his lips, subconsciously retracted his neck in resistance, and remained unmoved.

Zhang Qiling had been in this trance-like state for two days. When he was feeling better, Hei Xia Zi could trick him into letting some water in. As for food, he asked the only chef in the villa to try several rounds, from bland stews to stir-fried dishes of different flavors. He had thought of and cooked all the delicious things he could think of.

At the same time, Yan Bucun was standing in the distance, taking the lean meat porridge from Chaoxu's hand.

Chaoxu is the older twin brother. When he is not on missions, he often acts as the villa's chef. To be honest, the family's reactions to Yan Bucun are all very strange.

When Yan Bucun got the bowl of lean meat porridge, Zhao Xu quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and his steps back were also very fast, his throat rolling nervously, as if Yan Bucun was a monster that would eat him up...

He couldn't even stay in the same space with Yan Bucun for too long, which Hei Xia Zi noticed, but the Yan family was forced to eat together for every meal.

When they were eating, the discipline seemed to be very strict. To the point of being a little too strict, they said they didn't talk while eating and didn't make noises with their chopsticks. He thought that this rich family with a mansion would have all kinds of delicacies, but when Hei Xia Zi looked over, he saw that the table was full of lush green vegetables.

The soup was so bland that even Hei Xiazi felt his mouth was tasteless and bitter when he saw it.

He didn't expect that these people were vegetarians.

The twin brother Xiangyang and his older brother Zhaoxu have a good relationship, so they sit in the left row.

Hei Xia Zi distinguishes the two of them based on who pampers whom. Basically, it is always the elder brother Chaoxu who always picks up food for the other, while the younger brother Xiangyang likes to raise his chin to indicate what he wants to eat next. One is willing to pick up food and the other is willing to eat, so they cooperate very well.

However, Xiangyang seemed to dislike eating vegetables very much, and most of the food Chaoxu picked for him were small desserts such as osmanthus cake.

However, every time Xiangyang ate a piece of vegetables with chopsticks, he would habitually raise his eyes with resentment and open his mouth to mutter something. But at this time, Zhaoxu would first look nervously at Yan Bucun on the main seat before his brother opened his mouth, and then when he saw that the other party was staring at him and his brother, he would immediately pat Xiangyang on the shoulder to remind him to shut up.

Yan Bucun was used to having no expression and he ate very dully, but he had good manners. He didn't make any noise while eating and chewed slowly, very politely.

There were two empty spaces between the twins' seats and his, but he seemed not to feel their rejection and continued to eat calmly. Or, even if he had noticed it, he still chose to ignore this alienation?

The only female doctor, Qingru, sat right opposite Yan Bucun. She didn't have any clear likes or dislikes for food, but as the dining table was more than two meters long, she liked to portion her meals in advance. However, she didn't eat much and had a very small appetite. She often ate in a hurry, as if there were a lot of important things waiting for her to do every day.

But Yan Bucun is a person who has no perception. He seems to be unable to feel the rejection of his family. He may even think that his family is harmonious, or that maintaining this superficial peace is just right for him.

Maybe it was because he had too much self-esteem, or some other reason, but Yan Bucun didn't seem to want to admit that he, the master, was the least popular one in his own family. Moreover, he was a cold and indifferent person by nature, and it seemed that he didn't need this group of family members.

Yan Bugun was stirring the porridge with a spoon. After picking out the shredded ginger, he felt uncomfortable in his stomach looking at the lean meat. His face was frighteningly pale. He held the bowl in his right hand and pressed his abdomen with his left hand. After a long while, he dared to approach Hei Xiazi and Zhang Qiling.

It seems that this person,

Only when Zhang Qiling is around,

It will have some human touch.

"Brother Qiling, if you go on a hunger strike any longer, your body will collapse. Be obedient and open your mouth." Yan Bugun pushed Hei Xiazi away with his butt, and like a puppy eager to serve its master, he handed the spoon to Zhang Qiling's mouth in a flattering manner.

Zhang Qiling stood up suddenly, as if he was unaware of the visitor, which scared Yan Bucun and Hei Xiazi. However, Yan Bucun did not let the porridge in the spoon get on Zhang Qiling's collar. Instead, he quickly slid the spoon into the bowl and placed it directly on the ground. Then he stood up and immediately observed Zhang Qiling's condition.

He and Hei Xiazi thought that Zhang Qiling had finally returned to normal, but the next second, they saw him stumbling forward, tripping over the artificial fish pond and several flower fences several times, and still had no intention of stopping.

Hei Xiazi blocked Zhang Qiling's way, trying to support him while waving his hands, "Qi? Can you see it? Stop! There's a tree over there!"

The trees planted outside the courtyard are all ornamental Yunnan elm trees, which are up to 30 meters tall and have grayish-white bark. Although the winter turns to spring quickly in Yunnan, the tree buds are still brown and the scales are hairless, with prickly branches.

Yan Bucun was a man of action, not a talkative person. He would do whatever he wanted to do, so he had been following Zhang Qiling for a long time, but he had never spoken a word. He simply grabbed the corner of the other person's clothes and pulled him to his side.

"What did you see?" Yan Bucun spoke briefly. He held Zhang Qiling's clothes with his hands and clenched them so tightly that his knuckles turned white, as if he was afraid that the other person would run away.

Zhang Qiling seemed to have finally understood what the people were saying. His eyes, which were originally pitch black without any light, gradually came back to their senses. The two thought that he was finally going to say something, but this person actually pulled out the hem of his clothes that was in Yan Bucun's hand with his hands. His decisive action seemed as if he disliked the other person.

Zhang Qiling replied, "Just tell Qi."

He trusted

It was the innocent little girl back then,

Rather than today's businessmen.

As soon as Hei Xia Zi heard Zhang Qiling calling him, he immediately reached out his hand. Compared to Yan Bucun's cautious and tentative approach of pulling at the corner of Zhang Qiling's clothes, Hei Xia Zi was more bold.

He was holding Zhang Qiling's hand. The closeness of their relationship was clear at a glance. "Boss, please go first. My Qiling only wants to talk to me. Can't you see that?"

Yan Bucun, who was being questioned, kept his hands suspended in the air, as if he had not yet realized Zhang Qiling's alienation. His eyes trembled, and he felt the nausea and needle-like pain in his stomach surge up again.

The reason was simple. The aroma of the bowl of lean meat porridge and the mixed smell of green pepper and shredded pork fried rice were particularly strong, making him, who was already experiencing drastic emotional fluctuations at the time, feel even more uncomfortable.

Yan Bucun rarely cooks, so he spent a long time cooking the porridge... The ginger was chopped very finely to add flavor, as the smell of meat was the only thing that caused the greatest physiological reaction in him.

Since the day when Yan Guangshan designed them to eat humans, the group of Xin Yan family members he led had started to abstain from meat...whether it was raw or cooked meat. Anyway, if it weren't for the presence of Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi in this villa, perhaps Yan Bucun would never be able to be influenced by the smell of meat again in his life.

Because once there is such a thing, and it is placed where he can see it, he will always involuntarily think of the children who should have grown up happily in the corrupt environment that rotates day and night, but died just because of him.

Because myself...

Yan Bucun felt dizzy and subconsciously held down his arms to stay awake.

Qingru, who was hiding in the dark, seemed to be free. For some reason, she did not come out, but hid her body behind a tree, folded her arms, tapped her index finger, and stared at Yan Bucun quietly as if watching a show.

Yan Bucun's right hand was clutching his left arm, which had had blood drawn yesterday. His knuckles were white and he did not look well. Qingru also seemed to have no awareness of being a doctor at all. She just moved her eyes upwards calmly, and finally landed on Yan Bucun's anemic and pale face.

His eyes were somewhat blurred due to the pain.

Perhaps it was not just a matter of having more than 400 milliliters of blood drawn out. There must be other factors that affected the outcome, and this instability was still increasing.

For example...he has always refused to eat meat.

But for that person, I made an exception and made a bowl of lean meat porridge.

Yan Buchun looked at Zhang Qiling, who was protected by Hei Xia Zi, with red eyes after a long while. He couldn't understand why he was so obsessed with this person. Every moment, he would be affected by the other's every move, causing himself to do things that went against his bottom line.

"Well...you guys chat." Yan Bucun turned around and left, but then hurried back to pick up the bowl of lean meat porridge, calmly handed it to Hei Xiazi, and said, "Supervise Qi Ling to finish it all...don't leave any left."

Yan Bucun, who was determined to be strong, successfully fell ill.

[The weather on January 1th is sunny and sunny...I'm so fucking hot!

He said he didn't want to drink porridge, he wanted to eat chocolate,

He held the chocolate in his hands, his eyes were full of energy, even more so than when he saw me...

Although I only took half a plate, it is a big improvement relatively speaking.

It's worth praising.

After all, children are great and will eat dessert on their own initiative!

But eating only desserts and not eating staple food or vegetables is a big step backwards.

The punishment is due.

After all, the sun is very strong today. 】

Hei Xia Zi stopped writing, curled his lips and smiled, as if this daily record was more like a rich knowledge point to him. He stood up and moved away from the new desk and chair bought by Yan Bucun, picked up the remote control beside the table, balanced the air-conditioning temperature in the room to a state of neither hot nor cold, and then put the remote control back in its place.

Afterwards, Hei Xia Zi tiptoed to Zhang Qiling's bedside and sat down on the soft chair. He patted the person's back from time to time, like an old father who was worried about his own child.

The sun is scorching outside. What should I do if you get sunburned?

So, I will punish you...

Get some more sleep.

祈。