About the Reaper living next door

Quiet, the light from the TV screen shone faintly on the side of Ke Fu's face, and the screen stopped on the Q version of the little brave man holding an epee and about to challenge the evil dragon. There was no save file, and the handle was thrown aside casually.Visually, the owner probably left not long ago.

Ke Fu glanced over without any trace, the layout of the room was the same as his own bedroom, but the layout plan was completely different.

In this bedroom, a variety of books and gadgets are placed on the table near the bed. Ke Fu hastily glanced at it. In front of the white snowflake ball, it is stacked in colorful colors and it is obvious that it is not suitable for children. The top one is called: "Jiang's Palmistry".

Ke Fu: "..."

The book on the bottom of the stack of books, the side seal Ke Fu somewhat impressed, seemed to be a high school textbook from more than ten years ago.

On the floor next to the bed were half-drunk Coke and a few unopened boxes of playing cards.In the corner was a big bear with gray hair and black eyes. The bow hanging under the big head was forcibly untied and tied into a red scarf. The owner twisted its fluffy hands and feet into a meditation posture.

On the balcony connected to the bedroom, there are clothes that have been forgotten after washing. Maybe the owner is careless. After washing the clothes, he forgot to turn them to the front. The logo of the T-shirt is turned inside, which can be seen faintly through the light of the sky.

It's not the cleanliness that Ke Fu is used to, but it won't make him feel disgusted.It even feels... a little cute.

He probably guessed where he was, and soon, the sound of the door lock accompanied by the voice of a person confirmed his guess.

"Good morning."

Ke Fu turned around.

"Don't look, the person who sleeps on my bed is not the person who sleeps on me, why are you nervous?"

Lin Jiangchen knocked on the door twice, and walked in with hangover soup, still smelling of dew from a night out: "Here, I asked the lady who sells breakfast downstairs to make it. Since you woke up, you just drank it. Bar."

Ke Fu didn't answer for a long time.

I was sleeping on a bed, and the game console was still on. Could it be that the other party didn't sleep all night?

"Why, are you afraid that I will play tricks?" Lin Jiangchen looked at him: "Shall I give you a test of poison first?"

Ke Fu didn't drink much, and didn't care about sobering up. When he woke up, he asked, "Are you still angry?"

Lin Jiangchen was stunned, thinking it was all over: "...you don't remember what you said yourself last night?"

Ke Fu nodded and shook his head, resting his forehead angrily.Not to mention what he said after he met someone, he even forgot how he met Lin Jiangchen.

Instead, Lin Jiangchen breathed a sigh of relief, and handed the hangover soup to Ke Fu's eyes: "Forget it, it's fine, drink it."

After the person took the things, he added coolly: "Isn't it just crying and complaining about being hurt by love, looking for kitchen knives everywhere in my house and wanting to swing the knife from the palace, what's the matter?"

Ke Fu choked and coughed fiercely, and suddenly felt a chill in his chest: "...What, what?"

Lin Jiangchen saw his blushing face in disbelief, and smiled triumphantly: "I lied to you."

Lin Jiangchen's open-minded attitude made Ke Fu feel a little petty.

Some things don't need to be explained too clearly.

After taking a few sips, he stood up and said embarrassedly, "Thank you, it's really troublesome."

"Is that the end?" Lin Jiangchen curled his lips and asked with a smile: "Did you just say thank you? There is no thank you gift, it's too dishonest."

He and Chi Ziang's shameless bastards are used to making jokes, but Lin Jiangchen just said it casually. When he looked up and saw Ke Fu holding his head and thinking seriously, he was frightened: "Oh, don't take it seriously. Really don't need it! I just said—"

"It's okay." Ke Fu rolled over and got out of bed, and walked barefoot through the hall to find his leather shoes: "I'll make it for you tonight."

"I beg you, I really don't need it!"

Lin Jiangchen ran out and stopped him behind him: "Hey! How do you go back without the key?"

Ke Fu touched his pocket, the key was still there: "Yes."

Lin Jiangchen obviously didn't believe it: "Impossible! I clearly saw you holding the safe key to open the door yesterday!"

Ke Fu paused for two seconds, feeling a little complicated: "...That should belong to a classmate."

"You brought someone else's key back to open the door of your own house... No, then why did your classmate go home? Is the dormitory closed?" Lin Jiangchen realized as he spoke, both keys were in his hands, so the other What to do alone.

"...I'll ask right away." Ke Fu couldn't think of any other way.

"First feel sorry for that little classmate." Lin Jiangchen paused, then suddenly asked the original question: "Hey, do you really not remember what you did last night?"

"No?" Ke Fu, who was kicking on his shoes, was a little guilty: "...Did I do anything?"

Lin Jiangchen covered his face and signaled that he could leave: "I think it's better that you don't know."

After dismissing Ke Fu, who was hesitant to speak, Lin Jiangchen stayed in the hallway, touching the corner of his mouth thoughtfully and muttering to himself: "Sure enough, did you unconsciously treat me as a girl..."

Ke Fu went home and quickly changed his clothes and rushed to the bathroom.

Today, the company and school are busy with things, and there are still two hours before going out. There is no way to go back to catch up on sleep right now, but there is more than enough time for a hot bath.

The bathroom heater was turned on, and it was very hot. Ke Fu soaked in the water for about 10 minutes before he felt the coolness in his body gradually fade away.

7017 is at least three degrees lower than the temperature of his own home. When he was there just now, all the lights were turned off, even the small light in the entrance was not turned on. It was a bit gloomy to think about.

Ke Fu soaked in the bathtub to send a message to Yang Fan, and paused on the keyboard with his fingertips, thinking that he should wake up at this time, so he simply dialed the phone.

Connected soon.

"Hey, who is it..." Yang Fan's voice was very weak.

Ke Fu couldn't utter the words again, and opened his mouth to pick it up and said seriously: "Uh... I have your key."

"……Oh."

"..." Ke Fu silently waited for the next sentence.

There was a rustling sound, and the other party seemed to slowly turn over.After a while, Yang Fan said weakly: "Mr. Ke, my butt hurts..."

"W-Where does it hurt?" Ke Fu remembered the story of "wielding a knife from the palace" again, and subconsciously looked at his crotch.

Yang Fan naturally didn't know what he was thinking, so he lay down on the small broken bed in the security room and poured out his bitterness: "Take a taxi home and find that the key is lost, and my parents are not there. It wasn't that the security uncle passed by and lent me to the security room to lie down for a while, so I was going to climb the window and go in..."

It seems... a little miserable.

Compared with himself who had friendly neighbors to help and drink sober soup, Yang Fan's experience was obviously much more bleak.He hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'll take the key to school after finishing the work."

Yang Fan whimpered and complained a few more words. Ke Fu knew he was tired, so he didn't hang up because of his good temper. He said in relief, "Do you want anything else? What do you want to eat?"

The complaint immediately turned into: "I'm so... what the hell? Happiness came too suddenly! Teacher Ke is going to start cooking?!"

Since the first day of the university term, Ke Fu has been living in the dormitory of the school. There is everything for cooking and cooking under the bed. Every weekend, he gathers with his dormitory brothers to cook a small stove.

Ke Fu raised his forehead: "Don't yell... Forget it, you yell, what do you want to eat?"

"Brother, brother, you are really my real brother!" The two compared their ages, and Yang Fan was a few years older than Ke Fu who had studied in the morning.Regardless of these, Yang Fan yelled three times in a row, and almost rolled down from the bed. The small wooden bed was not strong at all, and he made a dumb sound of "squeak" when he tossed it:

"Ms. Ke is really a good wife and mother in cooking! To tell the truth, I miss the love breakfast you made for not a day or two."

Ever since he went to Ke Fu's house in junior high school and tasted the fried rice with soy sauce that he picked up randomly, Yang Fan has become Ke Fu's loyal diner, and he has been thinking about every bite of rice until now.

"..." Ke Fu looked back at his kitchen, which he cleaned up just two days ago. The materials were all on the cooking table, and he thought for a while:

"Okay, take it with you."

tbc.

08 Brotherhood?

07:02 in the morning.

The whiteness of the sky spread outwards very quickly, and most of the beams of light were covered by today's slightly thick clouds, turning into a misty gray, and it seemed that it was about to rain.

After Ke Fu changed his clothes, he squatted down and rummaged through the refrigerator.

He had already thought about what he was going to send to Lin Jiangchen at night. That man loves to play and drink Coke, so he probably won't be too resistant to sweets.

He prepared the flour and butter he had just purchased yesterday, and according to Yang Fan's order, he randomly picked a few onions, eggs, and peppers, which Yang Fan liked and was simple, and put them on the sink, rolled up his cuffs and started to prepare.

Wash the potatoes and onions and cut into small cubes, beat the eggs, add salt and pour in some flour.After the potatoes are fried, take them out and carefully pour them into the egg mixture.

Ke Fu's movements are smooth and neat, and the benefits of living alone for many years are fully revealed. It is no problem to make a healthy and good-looking breakfast in half an hour.

There are a dozen unopened convenience boxes in the cupboard. They were packed and brought together before moving, and they will come in handy right now.

Ke Fu hasn't made it for a long time, and he didn't estimate the serving size. After one serving was packed, there was exactly one extra serving.

He moved his fingers, and his nails touched the unopened powder bag.There was a slight hesitation in the plan to take it to school to eat another portion, but it was quickly suppressed.

After clearing the cooking table, he double-checked that Yang Fan's key and breakfast were put in the paper bag together, and then locked the door.

Passing by 7017, Ke Fu's thoughts that had been finally extinguished were ready to move again.

He hesitated and stepped forward.

Recalling the way the old man put his snacks in his heart, Ke Fu stopped outside the door of 7017 without knocking. He drew a ladle like a gourd, raised his hand a few inches, and slowly tied the share that he wanted to settle on his own. on the doorknob.

Halfway through the tie, he suddenly hesitated