The Card Maker of Time Travel

Part5 Someone asked me how warm the porridge is

Before crossing, Gu Chen once read a sentence: No one stands with me at dusk, and no one asks me how to warm the porridge.

When he saw this sentence, his mood was particularly sour. Perhaps this is the portrayal of his life, no one cares about him, no one cares about him.

He longs for emotion and integration, but he has never been able to take the initiative, perhaps because of his personality, or because of his inferiority complex.

So he especially cherishes the present and the people around him now.

"What are you doing standing there without moving your chopsticks? The food is getting cold." Zeng Jiang stared at Gu Chen who was sitting across the dining table in a daze.

Gu Chen, who was in a fugue, was relieved, and immediately buried his face in the soup bowl, and at the same time spoke highly of the chef. "The best celebrity chef in the universe is not as delicious as Jiang Jiang's!"

"Hmph." Zeng Jiang was obviously indifferent to this compliment.

After graduation, Gu Chen finally realized his life ideal of buying a big villa, and on a certain auspicious day, he moved into this villa that entrusted his feelings and dreams.

The villa is big enough, besides him and his two roommates, Murong Zhuoqi also has fixed rooms, and even a few rooms have fixed house numbers, such as Tianling who thinks he's in the way, and Yu Chiyu who thinks he's unfriendly.

Of course there is Murong Yi who thinks the rooms in his villa are too small, but wants to share a room with Mu Li.

But having said that, Murong Zhuoqi almost never went back to his room.

Just as Gu Chen thought of Murong Zhuoqi, this guy appeared.

As soon as Murong Zhuoqi opened the door, he saw Zeng Jiang and Gu Chen who were having breakfast at the dinner table. For some reason, these two people always had a strange sense of harmony when they were together.

Even if Murong Zhuoqi fully understands the relationship between Gu Chen and Zeng Jiang, which is a kind of friendship and fledgling emotion, but Murong Zhuoqi may not be able to avoid jealousy at all.

Like this moment.

"Xiaochen, it's our first wedding anniversary, let's go to Saran Star for vacation next week to celebrate."

"Next week, Zeng Jiang will participate in the Interstellar Magic Card Master competition. Zeng Jiang and I agreed to go and cheer."

Murong Zhuoqi maintained a handsome appearance on the surface, and said, "Then I'll go with you too", wishing to use an eraser to erase the word Zeng Jiang from Gu Chen's heart.

Zeng Jiang, who was sitting on the side grilling rice, felt a beam of death rays in the air, looked up and saw Murong Zhuoqi putting the cake he made in front of Gu Chen, Gu Chen stared at the cake and salivated.

The feeling just now was an illusion, right?Zeng Jiang thought.

So on the day of the game, Zeng Jiang knew that it was not an illusion.

When Gu Chen and his group appeared in the auditorium, the entire arena erupted.

Zeng Jiang heard the commotion in the auditorium, followed the gazes of other contestants, and saw Gu Chen and Murong Zhuoqi in flamboyant bags.

These two guys, don't you know that they should be low-key and simple when they come to this kind of public place? This kind of dress is two levels higher than usual, just because they are afraid that they won't attract attention and cause riots.

Then Zeng Jiang heard someone beside him sigh, "Master Gu and the others are so loving."

It was only now that Zeng Jiang noticed that the two people's coquettish outfits had couple elements. This is definitely not what Gu Chen's wooden fish head can imagine, so to speak...

Zeng Jiang looked at Murong Zhuoqi, and found that the other person was meeting his eyes, somewhat provocative?

Zeng Jiang touched his forehead, feeling like he had discovered something.

The Interstellar Magic Card Master competition is grouped by age group, and Zeng Jiang's group is the youngest group.However, this age span is a bit large. For example, the magic card master opposite Zeng Jiang at the moment looks at least two rounds older than Zeng Jiang.

In the stands, Gu Chen looked at the battle information on the big screen, and held Murong Zhuoqi's palm nervously, "The opponent is an eighth-level magic card master, and Jiang Jiang is only a level seven, what should we do?"

Murong Zhuoqi could feel Gu Chen's sweaty hands, although he was a little displeased that Gu Chen was nervous about another person, but he still said angrily: "Don't worry, Zeng Jiang's fighting awareness is very good, which may make up for his strength. difference."

Sure enough, the competition verified Murong Zhuoqi's words. Zeng Jiang's overall view is brilliant, and he can properly combine the domineering spirit of "I am the peak among thousands of mountains" with timely choice.Although he fell behind many times in the competition, the final winner was Zeng Jiang.

"I feel like Jiang Jiang is like Sima Yi. Even though he is not as good as Zhuge Liang in some battles, his overall strategy is better." Gu Chen expressed emotion.

When Murong Zhuoqi thought that Gu Chen's favorite was Zhuge Liang, but said that Zeng Jiang was Sima Yi, he felt inexplicably happy.

"Then what about me?" Murong Zhuoqi asked.

Gu Chen stared at him for a long time, and said, "Probably... Zhao Yun?"

"Then what about yourself?" Murong Zhuoqi continued to ask.

Gu Chen, who was very self-aware, did not hesitate this time, and replied, "Soldier ABC without a name."

In the arena, Zeng Jiang, who was exhausted, tidied up and looked towards the stands.

During the competition, he took a distracted glance and saw Gu Chen who was waving the flag and shouting more excitedly than him, and Murong Zhuoqi beside him who was smiling but looked at him like a few small leather whips.

At that moment, he felt that after the game, he should pack Gu Chen and send it to Murong Zhuoqi, otherwise he was really worried that Murong would turn black.

Now that the game was over, he looked over again, only to see that the two were discussing something enthusiastically, and the excited eyes and the eyes of the little leather whip were gone.

Zeng Jiang suddenly felt a little lonely.He walked to the rest area next to him.

Sitting in the rest area to rest, he suddenly heard a voice from directly above: "Xiao Jiangjiang is awesome! Xiao Jiangjiang loves me!"

This familiar voice...

Zeng Jiang looked up and saw Tianling lying on the railing above the rest area, looking at him with a smile.

This guy, does Chaodi Academy have classes today?It is really unfortunate that students majoring in card making have such a teacher.

Zeng Jiang was slandering in his heart, but he didn't say it. He just pretended to be fine and continued to replenish energy.

"Xiao Jiangjiang, take the championship and marry me."

Marry your sister!Zeng Jiang ignored him.

In the end, Zeng Jiang didn't win the championship, not because he didn't want to 'marry' Tianling, but because his opponent was too strong.Awareness of the battle situation may be able to make up for a certain gap, but it has little effect in the face of absolute strength.

Even though Zeng Jiang's grades were mediocre, everyone happily held a celebration party.

The celebration started early in the morning, and Gu Chen didn't stop talking from early in the morning until noon.

After eating and drinking, Gu Chen walked out of the gate and came to the small garden.

There are a few rocking chairs in the small garden, which is Gu Chen's favorite place.

Every afternoon when he was full of food and drink, he would throw himself on the recliner and rock the rocking chair lazily.

Next to the rocking chair is a glass room, in which there are different plants carefully raised by Mu Li.These xenoplants also retain some of the nature of wild xenoplants, such as liking to stick their mouths wide on the glass, staring at Gu Chen outside the glass room, or stretching vines to pose in various poses.

At first, Gu Chen felt a little horrified, but later he was able to enjoy the funny comedy performance brought by the xenograft.

Tired of watching, Gu Chen closed his eyes, he likes this time, the years are quiet, time becomes fine and sweet.

He took a nap until there was a sound next to him.

Murong Zhuoqi also moved a rocking chair and sat beside him.

"Too full?" Murong Zhuoqi asked.

Gu Chen, who didn't want to admit that he had eaten too much, shook his head, but burped out of disappointment.

With a smile on his face, Murong Zhuoqi reached out to rub Gu Chen's stomach.

Murong Zhuoqi's strength was very good, rubbing and rubbing, Gu Chen felt sleepy from comfort, but the hand that was originally on the stomach gradually penetrated from the hem of the clothes.

Just for a moment, Gu Chen suddenly couldn't fall asleep, and covered Murong Zhuoqi's hands with red face.

"Go...to the room." Gu Chen whispered.

Murong Zhuoqi couldn't wait to help him up.

"Go... through the back door." Gu Chen looked at the people who were still celebrating inside the glass window.

Inside the living room.

Everyone was preparing to play Three Kingdoms Killing, when they suddenly found that the owner of the house had disappeared.

"Where did Gu Chen go? Murong seems to have disappeared too?" Ling Zhizhi looked around.

Everyone looked out the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, only the rocking chairs were gently swaying in the wind, no one was there.

"Could it be upstairs? I'll go up and tell them to come down to play." Ling Zhizhi said.

Zeng Jiang stopped him. "No, let's go on, they should play harder than us."

Ling Zhizhi looked bewildered.

Zeng Jiang said to him very seriously: "Didn't you write a new book in the Master Gu series recently? I happened to think of a new title."

"What title?" Lin Zhizhi looked forward to it.

"Let's call it "Preaching Obscenity in the Daytime"."

Ling Zhizhi looked at a loss, completely ignoring what Zeng Jiang meant.

On the big table at the side, Flame Squirrel stuffed cakes into his mouth desperately. Every time a dinner party was held in the villa, the rest belonged to him. He said that this kind of event could be held three times a day.

Chun Bai stood at the top of the five-tiered cake stand, looking at the people who were playing cards.

He was depressed to find that the master he recognized didn't seem so pure, hey.