Yellow plums are sweeter than green plums

"I want you to eat the food I cook." Duan Qingtian, who has been expelled by busy chefs for countless times, drooped her head, staring at Duan Qiuming's fast turning spatula and seasoning in one go, and could only whisper Muttering: "I know it's a little difficult."

"But I can learn from the simple ones. Why don't you teach me how to wash vegetables first."

"Okay, okay, I'll teach you tomorrow, but it won't work. If the food is cold, it will hurt your stomach."

The fragrant dishes seduced Duan's sweet sense of smell, but at the same time gave birth to an inferiority complex that he couldn't help.

"If you always take care of me like this, I will be very embarrassed."

Hearing this, Duan Qiuming's intense movements slowed down, and he stared at Duan Qingtian thoughtfully for a few seconds.

"Go find a piece of paper and write something for me."

"what?……"

"Don't you want to help me, go quickly."

Finally found some meaningful work for herself, Duan Qingtian brought white paper from the study and the watercolor pen that Duan Qiuming brought back for herself, lay down on the side of the chopping board in a serious manner, and was about to start writing, I didn’t know that there is a special place for writing .

"What are you going to write? Is it too big?"

"Well... just write, there are fragments inside, please don't touch it, write it a little bigger."

After dawdling for a long time, I didn't finish writing the eight characters. Duan Qiuming didn't realize that he didn't know how to write that many characters until the dish was cooked.

Sui can't write, and Wu can't write, so it's even more difficult to touch, but he is stubborn and unwilling to write pinyin at the end.

"That sentence is not very good, just write it, don't touch it, that's fine."

Duan Qingtian's brows relaxed a little when she heard this sentence, and wrote down the three big characters "don't move" in a serious manner.

"Go find tape, stick it on the black bag, and then put it in the garbage bin downstairs, and put it gently."

There is no need for the garbage outlet to go out of the unit, so there will be no wind. Although it is only a short distance away, Duan Qingtian is still happily walking downstairs like a child returning home from kindergarten, stepping on cotton slippers, The fading echo in the corridor seems to have taken Duan Qiuming's heart away without warning.He only waited for the news of his return journey from the door before continuing to carry the spatula to serve the meal.

It was that fist-sized bowl again. I don't know if it was because she was in a good mood. Duan Qingtian had a strong appetite today, and she ate three bowls in a row.

After dinner, Duan Qiuming pointed out to him the two pots of plants that he had neglected several times. Looking at the extra green in the room, Duan Qingtian, who was supposed to be happy, had a subtle expression on her face, but even so, she was still sullen and cautious. Moved the flowers to the balcony.

"It's beautiful? Don't you like it?"

Looking at the pitiful back of the young man squatting on the balcony, Duan Qiuming felt compassion without any resistance. Sure enough, the young man looked at the plants at his feet with resentment in his eyes. The silent house seemed to come alive.

"like."

"Really?"

"Ah."

Duan Qiuming was a little curious. When he was staring at Luluo upstairs, he didn't look so forbearing.

Unexpectedly, the boy shifted his gaze to Duan Qiuming: "After that, will I still be your favorite plant?"

Are you thinking about this kind of thing?Duan Qiuming wanted to laugh, but seeing Duan Qingtian's interrogation, he felt that this was inappropriate.After thinking about it, Duan Qingtian's memory is not very good, he even forgot that his identity should not be a plant, he made it up to be a ghost.

"Well, you still are."

"That's what you're saying now... When they become spirits and ask you this question, will you still answer it like this?"

"Maybe it's also a boy, the kind who looks better than me and is more capable than me."

Duan Qingtian's brain is a bit big, not only revealing her own details, but also a bit like a plant can become a essence.This kind of assumption is unacceptable to Teacher Duan, who shoulders the responsibility of inheriting science. After all, Duan Qingtian is the only one he has ever seen.

This one is an exception, how could a bunch of little monsters pop up casually to confuse them.

"I didn't think too much about it. I just bought it for you to drink dew. In fact, there are still seven or eight pots, and they will be delivered tomorrow."

Although Duan Qiuming's answer made me very satisfied, the sourness of worrying about gains and losses still lingers in my heart. The thought that there will be a dozen potential rivals in love will belong to the area where I share Duan Qiuming with myself, share Duan Qiuming's breath with me, and share Duan Qiuming with myself. With a smile and concern, my heart seemed to be pulled up, and I couldn't persuade myself not to worry.

Will they also make Duan Qiuming smile undefended like the girl in the photo?

Thinking of that girl made me even more sad.I couldn't help but walked to the bookshelf, took out the photo from the dictionary, and handed it to Duan Qiuming's curious eyes.After observing the man's face for a long time, he did not show the same panic expression as the man on TV.

Or to be more precise, Duan Qiuming's expression remained unchanged throughout the whole process.

"Can you tell me, who is she? You seem to like her very much."

"Well, at that time, I liked her very much."

Duan Qingtian only felt that the crisis was happening again and again, and her nose was sore all the time:

"Then if you like her, you can't like me any more."

"Huh? Did I... have I told you that I like you? When? I don't remember."

Although there was a very intimate move, Duan Qiuming, who has a good memory, recalled that he did not say this sentence.

But for Duan Qingtian, this sentence is like pouring a pot of cold water on her head.

"She is my ex-girlfriend. She used to be very good to me, and I liked her too." Recalling the lush years of college, Duan Qiuming, who was not good at talking at that time, happened to have a lively and talkative girlfriend, which can be regarded as staying. A perfect memory.

Although he is clumsy at times, he is frank by nature, and there is nothing to avoid.

It's just that it's not the same as the feeling given to me by the person in front of me.

I might have said something wrong, otherwise Duan Qingtian in front of me looked extremely sour again.

"If you obviously don't like me, why are you...why do you still kiss me..."

"If you have someone you like, you should tell me from the beginning, and I won't bother you..."

After wave after wave of bitterness, there is an unbearable sadness, which is piled up in the chest, making people breathless.Followed all the way from the countryside, lived and ate with him, and thought of ways to take advantage of this man.Obviously he has never said that he likes him, but because of him, any close contact is as wonderful as a dream.

Sure enough, I should still be buried in the soil obediently, basking in the wind, basking in the sun and bearing the rain and dew, so why run around?

As soon as the corners of his eyes moved, tears were about to overflow uncontrollably. While despising his uselessness, he raised his feet and planned to run away from home. The way back is very long, but if you look at the sun and feel the wind, you will always be able to walk. It is possible to arrive.

Anyway, I don't want to come back.

"Where are you going?"

"..."

"You want to go back to the village?"

"..."

"What should I do if you leave?"

"Humph."

"I like her. How long ago did that happen... You are also sour."

One hand was clutched in the palm of the man, and it hurt a little, but I couldn't shake it off even though I tried hard.

"I'm not sour! Let go of me!"

"If you are really not sour, just listen to what I have to say to you?"

"..."

"I like you now. I thought about it. I really like you."

"I haven't told you before because I'm not sure yet, but I want to tell you now."

Duan Qingtian was powerless against sweet talk, not even a symbolic struggle.

He didn't run away, and he didn't hold back any more. He was turned over and met the man's eyes in a daze.

The man is not cowardly at all, nor does he seem to be lying.

He said, "Let's fall in love."