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"Tomato and egg noodles?" Qingfeng was busy in the small kitchen, and soon brought out a bowl of noodles. At this time, Musu couldn't care less about his image, and sat on the bed with his noodles in his mouth, sucking .

Within a few minutes, there was not even soup base left in the bowl of noodles, Musu handed the bowl over contentedly, and said with a crooked smile, "Is there any more?"

Sitting aside in a daze, Qingfeng was a little taken aback, looked at the clean porcelain bowl, reached out and touched Musu's stomach, "Not full yet?"

"I...I'm hungry." Mu Su blushed at this simple sentence.

"It stands to reason that we should be home by now, why are you still wandering around here?" The reason why Qingfeng didn't wake him up was because he thought he could go back by car when he woke up, but who knew that this kid actually touched his house all the way.

"I'm hungry, so I naturally came out to find something to eat, but I couldn't find it after searching for a long time, and I lost my way again in a blink of an eye." Mu Su has lived for so long and has never realized that he can still be a road idiot. "It's all because of that person who is blind." Guidance, what about east, west, north, up, down, left, and right is fine, and it made me go around and around."

"I'll find something to eat for you. I'll stay here tonight and go home tomorrow morning." Qingfeng didn't ask as much as Musu imagined. She turned and went into the kitchen, and went to the refrigerator to find something to feed Musu. Not a full stomach.

The light bulb flickered a few times, and Mu Su shrank at the foot of the bed in fright, calling Qingfeng's name repeatedly.Qingfeng walked out with the remaining bread at home in a calm manner, and pulled him out from the foot of the bed, "Recently, the circuit is not stable, it's okay."

"It's clear that there is something wrong. In ghost movies, the omens of a ghost appearing are all flashes and flashes." Mu Su's voice gradually weakened, for fear of offending the imaginary guy and suffering disaster.

"Am I not well? You think I'm a human or a ghost." Qingfeng asked him back, causing Musu to really reach out and touch his body, "It's quite warm, not like a ghost."

"Go to sleep when you're full." Reaching out, he lifted the quilt and covered the bed rolled flat by Mu Su. "I'm sorry tonight, so I'll just squeeze it."

"Aren't you afraid to live here?" Mu Su took Qingfeng's arm, looked around, thinking that if he lived alone for a night, he might have gone crazy with fright.

"What are you afraid of? If there is a ghost, just come out and chat."

With Qingfeng's astonishing appearance, Musu stuffed the bread back into his hand, turned around and threw himself on the bed without talking to him.

Hearing that the kid didn't make any further movements, he didn't do anything else anymore, took off his coat, sneaked into the bed lightly, and kept a little distance from Musu so as not to squeeze him, who knew that the guy was going to push him even further , hugged his arm and refused to let go.

It had been a long time since anyone had accompanied him like this, and although he didn't know who was accompanying whom, he suddenly felt much better, and the room had been deserted for a long time, and there was someone to talk to.

"Hmm..." Musu frowned in the dream, as if he still had lingering fears. Qingfeng could only put one arm on his body and pat him lightly, sighing unceasingly. The two were so destined, but they seemed unable to be friends.

In the early morning of the next day, there were noisy sounds after five o'clock, annoying footsteps, and some aunt's loud voice, which tortured Musu, who was still sleeping, and refused to wake up but babbled. Babbling woke up the people around him.

Qingfeng sighed, turned sideways and stretched out his hands to cover Musu's exposed ears. He is a rich second generation with no worries about food and clothing, and it is really uncomfortable to sleep in this environment.

When he woke up again, the bed beside him was already empty, and the quilt was tightly wrapped around his body. He was conscious, but his eyelids were still heavy.

"Qingfeng..." shouted, turned over and fell asleep again.

Qingfeng cooked the porridge in the kitchen, turned on the phone and played the music, followed the playlist to play several songs, the person on the bed started to move in a daze, and shouted "Qingfeng, Qingfeng..."

"I'm at most your tutor, not your servant." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled Mu Su up, "Qingfeng, I'm hungry."

"I cooked a little porridge, this time don't put anything indiscriminately, or I will drive you out."

Musu sat in front of the table with messy hair on his head, holding a bowl and started to suck again. The side dishes on the table were some salted duck eggs. He didn’t like egg whites, so he put the egg yolks aside after eating them and refused to eat them again. Moved.

Seeing this, Qingfeng was not angry, but just put the yolks of the duck eggs into Musu's bowl, mixed the remaining egg whites and drank the porridge.

"I like your salted duck eggs. It's so delicious." Staring at the only one left, biting the chopsticks and thinking whether to get rid of the yolk of the duck egg, Qingfeng reached out and poked it away, digging out He picked up a whole one and put it in his bowl, "You really like it so much, I will buy some for you next time. This is made by a grandfather himself, and he gave me some."

"Your bed doesn't look big, it's really comfortable to sleep in. Anyway, I have nothing to do today, so I'll stay with you for another day." He sat on the bed and fell back, "It's quite comfortable to be alone. , I also hope that I can live alone."

"Go back to your house later, don't you still have class today?" Qingfeng pretended not to hear, and went into the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks, Musu Nunu didn't argue anymore.

The daytime light of this old building is not so bright. A few aunts and mothers-in-law were chatting at the stairs, and when they saw Qingfeng and Musu going downstairs, they all looked up and down.

"Are friends coming to Qingfeng's house?" An aunt asked enthusiastically, Qingfeng patted Musu on the head, "Yes."

"It's really rare. It's been more than a year and almost two years, and I haven't seen Qingfeng come to your house. This time, a kid came..." Mu Su looked back at him. The aunt spoke in a strange way, and Qingfeng just He smiled and didn't answer.

"Do you have to drive so long to go to school every day? Why don't you move to a closer place?" Musu had this question in his heart, and he would not give up if he didn't ask, Qingfeng just explained lightly, "Because there is no rent here, My parents lived here when I was very young."

"Then they..."

"We're separated and we live our own lives. I don't want to bother them. I can only live here temporarily. I can move out after I finish university."

"Oh..." As soon as this topic came up, Mu Su didn't want to talk much, and followed Qingfeng all the way to the bus station.

Taking the bus this time, Mu Su has learned his lesson. The guy in front of him may leave him at any moment, so he has to watch carefully to avoid disappearing when he wakes up.

Qingfeng seemed to see through his thoughts, and said with a smile, "You're not looking at the prisoner, so don't hold me so tightly."

"Since I was born, no one has thrown me into the bus so immorally." At this time, I began to count the old scores, and I was full of aggrieved thinking in my heart. The suffering yesterday was all caused by Qingfeng, how could I Not angry?