After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

Qiao Ying was really stunned.

He frowned, and a row of question marks could almost appear on his forehead.

He didn't even know what the task was, so the progress of the task became one first.

What is this, another bug in the waste system?

008 who can hear his inner voice: […]

It explained in a low voice: [It shouldn't be a bug. Important things like task progress are absolutely impossible to malfunction, but there is no beginner's guide, and I don't know what the task is...]

Qiao Ying held the instant noodle bucket with both hands, and the boiling water burned his fingertips slightly red through a layer of paper shell. He let go of his hands and squeezed the food and thumb, his heart was full of doubts.

Chu Yu's progress in this task was inexplicable, which caught him off guard and was not prepared at all, Qiao Ying thought.

But it's not a bad thing.

While thinking about it, the minute hand of the clock on the wall walked around a few times. Qiao Ying lifted the paper cover pressed on the bucket, and the hot air came in, mixed with the unique chicken essence flavor of instant food products, which seemed a bit attractive for no reason.

After eating the instant noodles, the oven is almost ready.

Qiao Ying put on heat-resistant gloves and took out the plate.

There are a lot of small cake embryos inside, which are baked so soft and fluffy, and the bright yellow cubes are covered with sponge-like pores, and the aroma comes out with the opening of the oven door, domineeringly occupying the entire apartment.

He picked up the piping bag and squeezed some whipped unsweetened cream on top of several larger cakes. The smooth texture of the cream is most suitable for soft cakes.

After everything was done, Qiao Ying packed the ones with cream and the ones without them into gift bags separately, and put them in the empty refrigerator.

008 looked full of doubts.

After Qiao Ying had done all this, she went to sit on the sofa and read a book again, and then went to bed on time. The biological clock was very punctual, no different from yesterday.

But he is destined to not sleep well tonight.

Qiao Ying had a long-lost dream, which is rare. His sleep quality has always been good, and he basically doesn't dream.

He dreamed about a long time ago, it seemed that he was a student, but the scene was not the same, the surrounding scene was different in a certain backyard, it looked familiar, but Qiao Ying in the dream couldn't remember it.

At the beginning of the dream, he lost consciousness and was led forward like a marionette.

Qiao Ying walked through a large flowery garden, pushed open the heavy door at the end of the corridor with eagerness, and stepped out. The dream suddenly changed and became a room.

Someone was sitting with his back to him, unable to see his figure clearly.

Qiao Ying yelled a few times, and the man turned around slowly, his face seemed to have been mosaiced.

He seemed to have opened his mouth, and in Qiao Ying's eyes, there was only a mosaic moving in front of his eyes.

Mosaic was approaching him. In the dream, he seemed very nervous, and he could predict what important things would happen next, so he put his heart in his throat.

Mosaic said: "Hospital..."

hospital what?Qiao Ying wanted to ask.

He moved closer and heard the voice from Mosaic's mouth clearly, "The hospital's fracture package, don't want 98, don't want [-], only [-]!"

Qiao Ying: "..."

He raised his head suddenly, and the mosaic's face suddenly became clear. It was like Chu Yu's recognizable face, smiling arrogantly, and holding a cane in his hand.

With a "swish", Qiao Ying opened her eyes from the bed.

He was stunned for a long time before he finally accepted that he had a dream that started out as psychedelic, but ended in a dream that exploded, and it was also related to Chu Yu.

The phone on the bedside table buzzed for a few moments before it stopped.

Qiao Ying thought it was an alarm clock, so she took it over to have a look.

[Chu Yu mentally retarded: Mr. Qiao, are you awake?

Chu Yu mentally retarded: Are you up, Mr. Qiao, the sun is out, didn't you ask for leave today and prepare to go out?Why haven't you got up yet.

Chu Yu mentally retarded: Joe!old!division! ]

This person started sending him messages early in the morning, and he knew how to restrain himself. On average, he sent one message every 10 minutes. The accumulation of messages made Qiao Ying's phone vibrate constantly.

At the beginning, Qiao Ying directly blocked him because he thought he was too annoying, and then he kept forgetting to pull him out again, so the scene at noon yesterday appeared.

He rubbed his sleepy hair, and unlocked the phone with complicated emotions.

[Q: Wake up, shut up. ]

The signal in Qiao Ying's bedroom was not very good. After clicking send, the translucent circle disappeared after a while.

He got out of bed, stepped on his slippers to wash his face, found a box of wholesale dry bread from the bottom of the cabinet, tore open the bag and took a bite, then went to the bedroom with his slippers to take out his cell phone.

While he was eating bread, Chu Yu sent several harassment messages incessantly.

[Chu Yu mentally retarded: Teacher Qiao, you finally woke up, I have been waiting for you to wake up for a long time,

Chu Yu mentally handicapped: Don't block me, and don't bother me.

Chu Yu mentally retarded: What is the house number of your house, I brought you breakfast, let me in? ]

Qiao Ying's eyes stopped on the last message for two seconds, and she didn't worry about why Chu Yu came over again, but focused on the word "breakfast".

As we all know, Chu Yu is a young master who will never wrong his golden stomach.

Of course, the breakfast he mentioned...

Qiao Ying glanced at the dry bread in her hand, threw it away without hesitation, and went out of the kitchen to open the door.

[Q: Top floor, come straight up. ]

Two minutes later, Chu Yu came out of the elevator carrying the food box.

Qiao Ying leaned against the door and waited for him to come with her arms around her arms.

He was very familiar with the food box that Chu Yu was carrying. He had often seen it at the other party's house in the past. It was an exclusive take-out service for members of a well-known private club.

Chu Yu changed into a dark blue suit, and his tie also changed to one with dark patterns. He wore ties casually, and the neckline was a little loose.

Qiao Ying has always had only two comments on his suits: Ming Sao.

His eyes didn't stay on the suit too much, he turned sideways and opened the door half way to let people in.

Chu Yu put the food box on the dining table, and his movements were skillful, not like a person who came here for the first time, but like the owner who has lived here for a long time.

He curled his lips and smiled, "Mr. Qiao."

Qiao Ying closed the door and walked to the dining table, "So why are you here again, you don't have to go to work, general manager?"

Chu Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "I've already come in, do you still want to drive me out?"

He did this every time, either playing a rascal or pretending to be a fool, Qiao Ying was speechless.

Anyway, it's a free breakfast delivered to your door, so don't eat it for nothing.

Chu Yu proved with his actions that he really remembered Qiao Ying's preferences clearly, without any mistakes.

He lowered his head to open the food box, and the aroma wafted out, and Qiao Ying immediately determined that it was some of his favorite dishes.

He took a bag of cartoned milk from the top shelf of the refrigerator. He checked that the production date had not expired, removed the straw, and poked it at the small circular opening of the tinfoil.

"...Fuck." Chu Yu who was sitting at the dining table suddenly cursed.

Qiao Ying was puzzled, and went out with milk in her mouth to see what happened.

Chu Yu looked at the food box, his complexion darkened, met his gaze, and said unhappily: "I told them not to put the green onions, but they still did."

Qiao Ying doesn't eat condiments like onion, ginger and garlic. He can accept the taste, but he doesn't like the taste in his mouth.

He drank the milk in two or three gulps, squeezed the box and threw it into the trash, not paying much attention, "Just pick it out, don't lose your temper in my apartment."

Chu Yu said "Oh" in a low voice, looking very unwilling.

He put a plate of dipping sauce in front of Qiao Ying, and he became happy again, "Mr. Qiao, try it quickly. I have tried their new specialty, and it tastes good. You should like it."

Qiao Ying took out a few gift boxes from the refrigerator, put them in bags, and sat down when she was done.

When someone came over, Chu Yu's gaze was drawn to the other side of the table.

He is particularly sharp-eyed at such times, and he accidentally caught a glimpse of it, and his eyes fell on it from time to time, full of curiosity and exuberance.

Qiao Ying noticed his gaze, but didn't care. After eating her breakfast, she went to change her shoes and prepared to go out.

Chu Yu followed him step by step, and waited until he changed his shoes before he opened his mouth casually and asked, "Mr. Qiao, are you changing your shoes to go out? Where are you going? Do you want me to give you a ride? My car It happened to be downstairs."

Qiao Ying: "..."

He stepped forward with his toes, straightened his back, and asked blankly, "Will you not follow me if I say no?"

Chu Yu laughed again, and said bluntly: "Probably not."

Qiao Ying reached for the grocery bag, "The location has been sent to your phone."

Chu Yu was kind and generous, and consciously carried a few other gift bags.

The place Qiao Ying went to was a nursing home, not far from his apartment, the location was well chosen, the place was remote and quiet, few people came.

Chu Yu followed the navigation prompts to turn, and said, "This is a nursing home."

His tone was somewhat familiar, Qiao Ying thought he knew it, and asked, "Have you heard of it?"

Chu Yu nodded, "I heard the old man mention it. When he scolded me, he said that when he was angry with me and retired early, he would come here and stay here, out of sight and out of mind."

Qiao Ying: "..."

Unexpectedly, it was such an answer. He glanced at Chu Yu, who found his gaze, turned his head briefly, and asked, "Then what is Teacher Qiao doing here?"

Qiao Ying's answer was only two words, "Look at people."

Chu Yu asked, "Who?"

Qiao Ying's answer to him was still two words, "a living person."

Chu Yu: "..."

008 who was on the sidelines could feel how perfunctory his attitude was, let alone Chu Yu who was used to him being perfunctory.

He asked himself and answered: "Most of the people staying in the nursing home are elderly or sick. Mr. Qiao, do you have any friends in there?"

His eyes swept over a pile of gift bags, and then continued to guess, "There is more than one."

Qiao Ying was surprised, "Why are you observing so carefully?"

Chu Yu avoided answering, just laughed, with the same perfunctory attitude as before, "Nothing."

As soon as he chatted like this, the short journey came to an end, and he was stopped by the security guard at the iron gate.

Qiao Ying rolled down the car window to reveal his face. He often comes to this nursing home. The security guard recognized his face, smiled and nodded, and let him go.

After entering, Chu Yu parked the car on the side of the road, and Qiao Ying went to the back seat of the car to take down a bunch of gift bags, and walked around the back with ease.

The main supervisor of the nursing home was an aunt who was nearly forty years old. When she saw that it was Qiao Ying, she took a few steps forward and smiled before saying anything: "Little Qiao is here."

Qiao Ying nodded at her and called, "Sister Sun."

Sister Sun said "Oh", and turned her gaze to Chu Yu who was following behind her. She was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Are you bringing friends here this time?"

Qiao Ying said yes, "He happened to be free, so he came with me."

Sister Sun smiled again, fine wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes, "The young man is as handsome as you, no wonder he is Xiao Qiao's friend."

Qiao Ying glanced at it out of the corner of her eye. Although Chu Yu didn't speak, she wrote a full face of approval, obviously very happy to hear it.

Narcissism.

Qiao Ying felt a little funny in her heart, and asked, "Sister Sun, where are Grandma Qin and the others? I just came from the front and didn't see anyone."

Sister Sun pointed to the backyard and said, "Niannian called yesterday to say you're coming today. After listening to Mrs. Qin, she sat in the courtyard of her house and waited since she got up."

Chu Yu's eyebrows twitched, Grandma Qin?Who is that? It can't be Qiao Ying's elder.

Qiao Ying turned around, took all the gift bags in his hand, and handed them to Sister Sun, "This is for Grandpa Chen and the others. The red bag has sugar in it, but the blue bag doesn't."

Sister Sun smiled and called for someone to pick it up, covered her mouth and smiled, "Little Qiao is a good crafter, the cakes are delicious."

As she gets older, she always praises others in the same way as the older generation, "If I marry that little girl in the future, I will definitely be blessed."

As soon as Sister Sun said these words, Chu Yu's gaze followed her like a shadow. The original approval disappeared, and the irritability resurfaced, turning the light in his eyes into indifference.

Marry a little girl?

blessed?

The author has something to say: Chu Yu in Qiao Ying's dream: Hospital fracture package, do you want a set? !

Qiao Ying in Chu Yu's dream: I like you the most.

Chu Yu who faced Qiao Ying in reality (shy, excited and excited): I like Teacher Qiao the most.

Qiao Ying (indifferent) facing Chu Yu in reality: ... Oh.

008: Sigh.