Quick Pass Cannon Fodder Top Rank

"Ding Ding Ding-"

The doorbell is ringing, An Ran lazily gets up from the bed, stays in the room every day, sometimes the time will be out of order, sleep can't help but feel longer and longer, anyway, no one cares about him, he just allows himself such a chaotic routine .

An Ran looked at the clock, it was already 12 o'clock at noon, he straightened his messy hair and pajamas, and wanted to open the door, but there was no response after pressing it a few times, only then did he realize that the door was locked?He reminded "Zeng Yang" outside the door: "I don't have a key."

The people outside were startled and said, "You are..."

"Zeng Yue?" An Ran heard the voice.

Suddenly there was no sound outside, An Ran knocked on the door strangely: "Are you still there?"

"Oh, I'm here." Zeng Yue said.

"..."

Across a door, both An Ran and Zeng Yue felt a little embarrassed, Zeng Yue said, "I'll go in through the west window."

"It's locked there too." An Ran said.

"..."

"Zeng Yue?"

"..."

An Ran paused, the curtains on the west side were suddenly lifted, and the midday sun shone enthusiastically and brightly on An Ran's side face, An Ran squinted her eyes and turned her head, Zeng Yue was carrying a bag, wearing a baseball uniform and hip-hop jeans against the sun , a handsome one turned over and jumped into the room.

Zeng Yue closed the window and looked at each other. He was a little embarrassed and said, "I'll get some things."

"En." An Ran said.

"Then I'm going upstairs."

"Ah."

On the spiral staircase, Zeng Yue had just walked a few steps when she suddenly turned around and said, "Can I take a shower here?"

"..."

"..."

"This is your home." An Ran said.

"right."

The sound of pedaling footsteps went up to the second floor, and An Ran went into the bathroom downstairs to freshen up briefly, and went back to the room to change out of her pajamas...

"Oh, I'm sorry." Zeng Yue suddenly stood at the door, saw An Ran's naked upper body, and turned slightly sideways.

An Ran put on her clothes: "It's fine."

Zeng Yue watched him put the changed clothes back into the cupboard, and asked her doubts: "Why are you here?"

An Ran paused: "...I'm staying here."

An Ran guessed that although Zeng Yang was ruthless to others, he was very protective of his only family member. He never knew about his family's blood feud. Perhaps he knew that Zeng Yang only generalized it, and never told him who his enemy was.

Zeng Yue nodded, seemingly ignoring why the doors and windows would be locked if they borrowed it.

Zeng Yue went to the bathroom to take a shower, An Ran squatted outside the refrigerator and searched the refrigerator up and down. There were only two apples, one banana, and one mango on the ground. If Zeng Yang didn't come back, he would starve to death. . .

An Ran sits in front of the TV, and there is delicious food on the TV. He imagines that apples are delicious and tempting braised pork, but this "braised pork" tastes a little sour, a little bland, um, it must be because the salt is too much. not enough.

The apple in his hand turned into a walnut a few times, An Ran's eyes were always glued to the braised pork on the TV, he bit it down with a "choked" sound, the tooth hurt so much, An Ran covered his mouth and spit it out, the palm was a perfect An Ran sighed regretfully for walnuts without any pulp.

At this moment Zeng Yue came out. He was rubbing his hair with a dry towel, and looked strangely at the weird staring of a person and a walnut on the sofa. Suddenly, the person who was staring at each other turned his head and said expressionlessly: "Can you cook?" ?”

Zeng Yue was startled, patted her chest and nodded.

"Great." An Ran jumped up suddenly, and threw the walnuts that he regarded as the jewel in his palm just now into the garbage bag, and took out all the vegetables in the refrigerator with hatred, and placed them in front of the stunned Zeng Yue.

Zeng Yue was pushed into the kitchen, An Ran put on the apron, set the pot, made a gesture of invitation, and then blinked aside, Zeng Yue finally understood what he meant, he wanted him to cook for him.

When a table of delicious food was put on the table, An Ran gave a thumbs up. Zeng Yue blushed a little and sat down. An Ran sat down gracefully, put the napkin on her lap, and gently took out the chopsticks with her slender hands. The next second, Zeng Yue Yue was shocked, what kind of food is this?

An Ran poured a large pot of spare ribs into her own bowl, then scooped up a spoonful of braised pork, mixed with spare ribs with pork rice, and ate it barabala, making a "humming humming" sound, and the table was swept away in a few minutes. Yue silently put down her chopsticks with a twitching face.

After An Ran couldn't eat any more, she put down her chopsticks, gently pulled the corner of the napkin, and wiped the oil from her mouth. This action became an elegant gentleman again, as if the person who was wolfing down just now was not him at all. On the table, Zeng Yue was convinced that the person in front of him was the one who had no image at all.

"I'm sorry, I haven't eaten for a few days." An Ran smiled awkwardly, and then glanced at the table with extreme embarrassment. Alas, the king of performing arts also bowed his waist for five buckets of rice. If this was photographed by the media, he would surely It has become a piece of black history.

Out of habit, An Ran silently started to tidy up the table, destroying the evidence, and Zeng Yue also helped tidy up: "You don't know how to cook?"

"Well, no." An Ran generously admitted, "When Zeng Yang is around, he will do it again. He is not at home recently, so he can only be hungry."

Every time he took out a bunch of black things, Zeng Yang's expression was almost ugly. Many times, An Ran saw the word poison written in the eyes he looked at her, so in the end, after a lot of grinding, only Zeng Yang resigned to his fate, and then said angrily every time, "Next time I see you, if you don't know how to cook, I will fire you."

An Ran believed it for the first time, but later found out that it was impossible, so she resigned to her fate. In the end, it was Zeng Yang who repeatedly slipped his tongue.

"He's been quite busy recently, and the wedding and inviting guests are quite cumbersome." Zeng Yue said.

An Ran paused, shocked: "Is he going to get married?"

So soon... If he marries Cheng Yurong, it means...

"It represents that the order of time and space is traveling according to the original trajectory." A voice jumped out from Xu Haili.

An Ran nodded blankly, a strong sense of crisis suddenly hit him, enveloping him completely.He didn't know when Zeng Yue left. Sitting alone on the sofa and lost in thought, he suffered so much and endured the humiliation, was it in vain in the end?

Suddenly a light came on in the dark room, Zeng Yang looked at the person nestled in the sofa, surprised, and said, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

"Forgot." An Ran narrowed her eyes.

"Can you forget this?" Zeng Yang seemed to be in a good mood, went up to hug him, pressed him on the sofa and kissed him.

Zeng Yang left his lips: "Why are you absent-minded?"

"Your brother came here today..." An Ran paused, lowered her head, just in time to see the diamond ring on Zeng Yang's left ring finger, "He said you are getting married."

"Yeah." Zeng Yang let go.

An Ran was silent for a long time, and said: "After you get married, what should I do?"

"..."

"Or should I be your mistress who will never see the light, you and your wife love each other, and you think of me occasionally, come and see me?" An Ran suddenly turned red and looked at Zeng Yang.

Zeng Yang was startled, got up, and didn't answer.

Zeng Yang only stayed for one night, and everyone didn't have a good time that night. When An Ran woke up the next day, he was the only one left empty. He looked at the ceiling and thought for a while, then put on his clothes , Watching TV as usual, eating a few fruits, playing games, going to the bathroom a few times in the middle, sitting on the toilet safely, the corners of his lips curled up.

"Cat, can the watch connect to the communication in this world?" An Ran asked in Xu Hai.

"can."

An Ran took out the crumpled note in his trousers. Fortunately, he didn't throw it away. He reported a series of numbers: "145****238494."

"Beep beep... hello?" A voice came from the watch.

"Zeng Yue, it's me." An Ran said to her watch.

"……What's up?"

"I'm hungry."

The voice on the other side sounded aggrieved and pitiful, Zeng Yue was a little helpless: "Do you want me to cook for you again?"

"Yeah." An Ran nodded vigorously.

"I'm not in City B right now."

"Okay." An Ran said dejectedly.

"I rushed there in the afternoon, and I should be there at 4 or 5 o'clock."

"Okay." An Ran was happy again for a moment.

"Ah."

The light on the watch disappeared, and An Ran returned to the living room, continuing to play games, but this time the mood became obviously much happier, and even the games were played very smoothly.

"What are you playing?" Suddenly a head appeared directly above him.

An Ran looked up and looked at the clock, he actually played the game for 4 hours in a row.

"Plants vs Zombies," he said.

"How to play?" Zeng Yue sat down beside him.

An Ran stood up, "I'll get you a controller."

An Ran took a game controller, told her where the arrow keys were, that was the OK key, and then said: "Collect sunlight, the more sunflowers you plant, the more sun you will have, and the sun can be used to buy plants with offensive power and resist zombies." Enter, pea shooters are cheap and have good combat effectiveness, nuts are also very cheap, they can resist zombies for a long time, put them at the front..."

An Ran taught Zeng Yue how to play, and told him some techniques and methods.

The two played together until six or seven o'clock, but An Ran was really hungry: "Let's eat."

"En." Reluctantly, Zeng Yue stood up holding the handle and walked a few steps before entering the kitchen: "What do you want to eat?"

"I'm not picky about food, you can do whatever you want." An Ran said, if you ask someone to cook, you are picky and picky, even if others don't tell you, they will definitely feel uncomfortable.

After the two had eaten, An Ran sighed and touched her stomach: "Zeng Yue, have you ever learned how to cook?"

"No. I learned it when I was studying in country D. You know that the food in country D is not for people to eat." Zeng Yue said with disgust.

"When did you go to country D to study?"

"When I was very young, I didn't even have any memory. I already lived in country D."

"Did your parents go with you?" A strange light suddenly flashed in An Ran's eyes, and no one could notice it so quickly.

"No... They died very early, and I went with my brother."

"Then your brother didn't say anything to you?"

"What?" Zeng Yue asked strangely.

"Tell me about your parents."

"My brother doesn't like to mention my parents. When I was young, I asked him. Once he was very angry and said to me: 'Don't ask.'"

"Oh."

Zeng Yang really didn't tell his brother's family's hatred. He has been carrying hatred and revenge all by himself. I really don't know if he is cold-blooded or affectionate.