the sun rises because of loving you

Shang Lin tilted his head to look at the man who was sitting cross-legged on the futon and holding a cat manicure not far away, he still felt a little unbelievable.

Even though there was a double encounter in the bar, Bai Xihe's smile was gentle and gentle, and he didn't associate that man with the cat owner. Maybe it was because of his preconceived ideas. He thought Bai Xihe should be a pretty guy. A cool person is the kind of person who can ride a motorcycle and wear a leather jacket. The figure of the man in front of him who is full of patience is always different.

It is said that Persian cats love to be coquettish, but Shang Lin felt that it was true after seeing it. Although the white cat nestled quietly in Bai Xihe's arms, its paws were not moved by him, but it kept its neck up on his chin and neck. Lick and rub.

Bai Xihe hid for a while, but was still affected after all, he held the big cat's head: "Duddu, it's fine."

The big cat was reprimanded gently, and immediately obediently stopped moving.

Shang Lin raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It listens to you very much!"

"Well, Dudu has been raised by me for six and a half years. He has been the one who listens to me the most since he was a little one." Bai Xihe finished trimming its nails, and combed it with a comb, which is difficult to take care of. long hair.

Seeing that he was done, Dudu straightened up and grabbed Bai Xihe's shoulders, meowing coquettishly, and licked his face twice. Bai Xihe found it too hot, patted his buttocks and said: "Let's play."

The white cat ran away with a meow, and its posture was graceful. It really deserved the reputation of being the prince of cats.

Seeing that Dudu was so obedient, Shang Zhu couldn't help but want to tease Xiao Yingshou in his arms, but he yelled at her a few times and ignored her, very frustrated.

Seeing this, Bai Xihe stood up from the futon, shook his head and explained: "That cat was born with hearing impairment."

"Ah?" Shang Zhu was surprised.

"Yes, most of the short-haired dogs with white eyes and blue eyes have this problem. This one is, if you want to talk to it, it's better to let it look at you."

"That's so pitiful..." Shang Zhu couldn't help scratching Xiaoying's short chin.

Bai Xihe laughed: "Just take good care of it, give it a name, it's a little female cat."

Shang Zhu looked up at Bai Xihe: "Are you waiting for me to name it?"

"Yes, you picked it up, you named it, and I've raised so many cats that I've already died." Bai Xihe bent down to pick up a cat that was spinning around under his feet, and smoothed its fur. The cat squinted its eyes comfortably, very pleased.

"Brother..." Shang Zhu was a little hesitant, looking at Shang Lin who was opposite him, asking for help.

"I don't know if you look at me." Shang Lin said in a daze, he had never raised a pet himself, and he didn't know how to choose a suitable name.

Shang Zhu hugged Xiaoying's short short into his arms, and read it carefully, even if she was a liberal arts student, she couldn't react for a long time, so she pondered for a while, and then had a flash of inspiration: "Just call Bai Xue. "

Shang Lin laughed out loud: "You have read so many books anyway, how did you choose such a common name?"

Shang Zhu frowned very distressed, and after a while he asked tentatively, "Then it's called Chi Su? Can Geng Mu Duan Shu Yan, Chi Su is still rare. Blind lovesickness, quasi-similar looks like the old days."

The term ruler suits Xiaoying's short, silver-clad hair best.

Bai Xihe smiled: "That's right, it's a name a girl should have."

That day, Shang Zhu didn't see the handsome guy he was thinking about so much, he was a little regretful, and he didn't have the nerve to ask Bai Xihe, so he sat with Shang Lin until before dinner and left.

Shang Lin asked her: "Are you going back with me? I'm going to broadcast live today."

"Isn't this nonsense, if I don't go back, who will read the comments to you!"

Shang Lin knew that it was unnecessary for him to ask this question.

Today I plan to bake some biscuits and bread, and Shang Zhu can also take them back to school for breakfast.

"There is still cheese at home, do you want to eat pizza?" Shang Lin glanced at the time, he would definitely eat late if he went to the supermarket to buy ingredients now, he always advocated eating dinner early, otherwise it would be easy to accumulate food and not digest well.

"You can do whatever you want, as long as there are no onions, carrots and coriander, I can eat anything." Shang Zhu said indifferently.

As usual, a notification is posted on Weibo first, and then we can start after returning home, changing clothes and washing hands.

"We went to see the kitten today." Shang Lin, who was beating eggs super fast with his mobile phone, communicated with the fans watching the live broadcast: "We found a very gentle owner for it, so happy."

Shang Lin wrapped the bread with custard filling, Shang Zhu's favorite food, and dexterously pinched it into the shape of a cat's head with his fingers.

"Brother, they said you are so skillful, and asked if you can embroider flowers." Shang Zhu laughed.

Shang Lin couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, at least I can sew the mouth to look better."

——My brother is in a good mood today, and he actually threatened someone.

——What a cute cat head!

——Brother’s hand is too clever, cute think...

——The girl upstairs, hold back!Boldly speak our minds for all of us!

——Comrades, my brother is wearing a pair of elastic pants today, come on!

Shang Lin lifted his trousers and sighed: "My little sister is so lively..."

After the bread was in the oven, Shang Lin started to make biscuits, half of which were sprinkled with cranberries, and half of which were made into matcha, which was Shang Zhu's favorite flavor.

Shang Zhu arranged the molds neatly for him, and asked, "I want cats too!"

"Okay." Shang Lin said helplessly, "I think you will also open a coffee shop in the future, and raise five, six, seven or eight cats by the way, and you will be happy."

"I really want to." Shang Zhu said: "It would be great if I could work with my little brother. You don't know that I'm so envious of that young lady."

"Since you like it, you can just sit and sit often, and it won't cost much." Shang Lin washed the flour off his hands, began to cut the bacon and pineapple for pizza, and explained: "The bacon is oily, add some pineapple to mix it , it can also add some sweet and sour taste, which is very good with the taste of bacon."

——You are handsome, you are right in everything you say!

—Gosh I love hearing my brother speak in that tone, it's like a bedtime story!

——Upstairs, the bedtime story is wrong, brother, the more you listen to it, the more energetic you are!

——The sound is so loud that I can't close my legs, hey!

After all the ingredients were prepared, the bread could be baked. Shang Lin put on gloves to take it out, put it in front of the camera and gave a close-up: "Today is a cat special."

Shang Zhu couldn't wait to reach out to grab it, and it wasn't too hot, so he broadcast it live to arouse hatred.

"It smells so good." Shang Zhu took a bite, made a nice voice on purpose, and did not forget to laugh at the fans: "You guys can't eat it haha."

The biscuits were being baked in the oven, and the pizza could not be moved for the time being. Shang Lin took watermelon, grapes, mango and dragon fruit from the refrigerator, cut them and mixed them with fruit salad.

He showed the fruit salad dressing to the fans and explained: "In fact, the sauces used in authentic fruit salad and vegetable salad are different, so if you pay attention to it, you have to distinguish it."

Shang Lin's knives are very good. The fruits he cut out are all about the same size. Even the mangoes that are difficult to cut can be cut into small pieces after a few strokes, and they don't fall apart. , plus salad dressing, the color is truly beautiful.

Shanglin specially put it in a large glass bowl, wiped the sauce on the edge, and a fruit salad is just like the one sold outside. It looks good and makes people want to eat it.

Shang Zhu likes sweets, so when baking pizza, Shang Lin rubbed a lot of cheese on it.

"Okay, I've made pizza before, and the appearance is similar, everyone remember to eat early, I'm going to broadcast live." Shang Lin untied the apron with one hand and said.

"Goodbye, ladies and gentlemen." Shang Zhu also greeted, and quickly quit the live broadcast.

"Brother, I think you have 30 fans, do you want to give some benefits?" Shang Zhu asked during the meal.

"So fast? Two days ago, I saw that there were still thirty or forty missing."

"Isn't it quick to gain [-] or [-] followers in a few days?"

Shang Lin smiled and said, "I'm already past the fastest growing followers."

When Shanglin became popular, it gained an average of seven or eight thousand followers per day, but it rose from fifty thousand to more than 20 in just two weeks, and then it gradually slowed down, and it only increased by a hundred or so a day. Later, there were seventy or eighty, but they all maintained the rhythm of rising every day.

"I see that your fans are clamoring all day long to eat what you make, why don't you make something easy to keep, make a few more copies, and have a lucky draw?" Shang Zhu suggested.

"What food is easy to keep?" Shang Lin asked.

He doesn't add that kind of food additives to everything he makes, just to eat with peace of mind, almost all of them are cooked and eaten fresh, and there is no food that can be stored for several days.

"Biscuits?" Shang Zhu said: "The biscuits should last for three or four days. You can make them after you draw the prizes. After you're done, vacuum or put a desiccant. SF Express will arrive very quickly. Even if it's not in the same city, it will arrive in two or three days." .”

"Okay." Shang Lin nodded: "I'll go to the supermarket to buy some materials first."

Shang Lin felt that Shang Zhu's suggestion was good. After all, he really didn't know how to thank his fans. Although the vacuum bag would affect the taste a little, it didn't hurt. , it can be regarded as making up for it.

Shang Zhu volunteered to order a batch of small vacuum bags suitable for biscuits from the Internet, and thirty small gift boxes were delivered to his home.

Shang Lin posted a lottery draw on Weibo.

Feather: Thank you for your support and love over the years, only to find out that you have 30 fans, so I prepared 20 small gifts to thank everyone, and I won’t tell you what it is, everyone can guess [狗头]

The little baby who is related to me can directly receive it privately [Love]

Draw requirements:

①Follow me on Weibo

②Forward this Weibo and keep it until the end of the lottery

This news naturally created a new high for his Weibo retweets. Shang Lin looked at it, and there were nearly [-] retweets.

As soon as this Weibo was sent out, five related bloggers came to him to receive the prize, and he wrote down the address and phone number one by one.

Three days later, the platform automatically selected [-] fans among those tens of thousands of people, and then posted a Weibo to announce it.

Among them, there is one whose ID is very familiar:

It is user 8564966413.

It's Bai Xihe!

Didn't this person say to uninstall Weibo last time?Why are you still playing, followed him, reposted Weibo, and got drawn by him?

What kind of wonderful luck is this?

Soon those nineteen fans came over to him to say thank you in exclamation, and then filled in the address in the announcement.

What Shang Lin didn't expect was that the fans sent him all the postage as agreed.

Shang Lin is not short of this money, and he said that he would not care about the money if he said he wanted to thank the fans, but the behavior of the fans made him very heartwarming.

So Shang Lin updated two Weibo posts in a day.

He once again thanked fans for their love on Weibo, and said that no postage will be charged, and the gift will be sent to fans tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

The author has something to say: come on!See you the day after tomorrow! ! !