Eleven's Bedtime Stories

5.

Xiao Cheng curled up at the door and waited for me.

There is already a special mat for him at the door. Of course, this is not a special place for him to sleep, but he always likes to wait for me at the door, so this mat is prepared to prevent him from sitting on the ground .

Seeing me open the door, he stood up and blinked at me.

I looked at him, and my heart finally fell apart.

Is this appearance a faux pas?

Or, true, but just a trap?

Probably because my expression was too weird, his happy mood cooled down, and he stood there obediently, quietly, like a puppet.

"Xiao Cheng." I called him.

The man's eyes lit up and he looked up at me.

"Will you kill me?"

His expression didn't change, he was still in a state of excitement - he couldn't understand.

He is a fool.

I sighed, changed my shoes, and was stunned the moment I saw what was on the table.

There are three dishes on the table, very simple home-cooked dishes, tomato scrambled eggs, green bamboo shoots and fungus, and a seaweed egg soup. There are two bowls of white rice on their place, one by one. It tastes sweet and steaming.

Xiao Cheng doesn't know how to order takeaway.

There is only Xiao Cheng at home.

These things were made by Xiao Cheng.

No wonder he acted so excited.

Maybe he learned what he did on TV? ——Ha, what is this?

I turned my head to look at Xiao Cheng, his rare expression was not expressionless, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and his whole body was full of stupidity.

—I should have lost him.

--I should……

"You did a good job." I stretched out my hand and rubbed his head, Xiao Cheng's eyes became brighter, he squinted his eyes and rubbed against my hand, enjoying the caress very much.

I finally made up my mind and was overturned by this table dish.

I am so lonely.

I need someone to be with me.

It doesn't matter if it's a trap—not to mention that I'm not sure if it's a trap, so I want to take a gamble.

Not because I like him so much, but because I am too lonely, and he just made me taste the warmth of "home".

This is a gamble.

How funny.

"Qing... like..." He stammered, his voice was indistinct, as if something was stuck in his throat.

It was the first time he spoke.

He whimpered and barked like a dog, but he couldn't speak.

Now, he will.

When she opened her mouth, it was his name, and she gave him a like.

"Like? Do you know what it means to like?" Now that the decision was made, the stone in my heart was put down, and I was in the mood to tease him.

"I like it." Xiao Cheng yelled out, looked at me silly and smiled, "I like it, Qing...sh... Qing—I like it."

He couldn't understand my jokes.

"Xiao Cheng, I didn't kill you."

"Like~"

"I didn't kill you the moment I saw you, I brought you back and I'm teaching you to be normal."

"Oh~" Xiao Cheng replied foolishly.

"So, if this is really a trap, let me go." Sure enough, I was still afraid of death.

But I still want to gamble.

Take a gamble.

"Qing——" Xiao Cheng dragged me to the table and pulled out a chair for me to sit on. He called me and pointed at the rice. He wanted me to eat.

I suddenly didn't want to teach him.

That's great.

It's good to be stupid, I don't have to worry about this being a trap.

Xiao Cheng was smiling at me.

I thought of Xiao Cheng in the past, he was always cold, hard, and unkind, standing behind Liu Yu in black, like the most reliable armor.

I remembered the situation when I just picked up Xiao Cheng, he was like a weak stray dog, anyone could step on it, he couldn't survive at all, it made me sick.

--never mind.

Xiao Cheng's state is meaningless, so let's continue.