If you don't save Shoujun, you will die [Transmigration Book]

"Ah, it's so hot, it's so hot..."

Putting the plastic bag of vegetables on the ground, Tu Xuu kicked off his shoes and went to find the remote control of the air conditioner.

Followed by Fan San, he closed the door and looked at the living room with a slightly log decoration style with some surprise.

He originally thought that a person like Tu Xuxu would not be so... clean living alone, but it turned out to be quite tidy.

"Change your shoes, don't step on the floor, I just mopped them this morning."

After rushing back in a hurry, she found the Q-version bear-headed men's slippers from the shoe cabinet. The girl quickly picked up the plastic bag and went into the kitchen, yelling inside:

"Bring the meat in, do you have any taboos?"

"……No."

In fact, when Tu Xuxu suggested that she didn't want to eat takeaway today and that she wanted to cook by herself, Fan San didn't believe it. He even went to the pharmacy to bring a bottle of stomach medicine in his pocket just in case.

In his opinion, people like Tu Xuxu who are obsessed with sensual beauty, and their usual hobby is to stay at home, write articles, watch dramas and climb the walls. Their daily life should be lazy at home, ordering all kinds of junk takeaways and needing nothing but computers, but now it is obvious Some exceeded expectations...

Unexpectedly, there was still a little bit of surprise.

"Put everything there. Don't get in the way here. Well, there is my brother's game console under the TV cabinet. If you are interested, go and have a look. If you are not interested, you can turn on the TV..."

The girl who quickly fastened the apron didn't look at him, she was talking in a rambling manner, and at the same time, she tiptoed to open the wall cabinet and rummaged through it for tools. After taking out a small saucepan from it, she suddenly turned her head and asked:

"What do you want to drink, coffee, cola, orange juice, black tea——"

"Uh, Coke?"

Putting the saucepan on the counter, she squatted down and pushed open the glass cabinet to find two cups to wash, then opened the refrigerator and took out Coke, twisted the lid to fill it up, held the bottom of the cup with wet hands to drain the ice He handed it over and asked again:

"What fruit do you want to eat?"

"……no need."

Taking the cup with both hands, Fan San suddenly felt flattered for some reason:

"Then I...wait for you outside?"

"it is good."

The girl closed the refrigerator and waved to him:

"Go."

After walking a few steps, he heard the sound of washing vegetables inside, so he turned his head involuntarily.

The light in the kitchen was very good, and the girl blended sideways into the white world, doing her own thing calmly, as if she was not disturbed by the outside world.

The face that was originally thought to be too sensual became cute, and the dark green vegetable stalk was pinched with fair and dexterous fingers, and the water splashed everywhere, very beautiful.

After taking a sip of iced Coke, he silently left this place that seemed to be hallucinating.

Tu's house is a two-story independent single-story building. The overall decoration style is very Tu Dad Tu Mom. The warmth full of logs has a bit of rough wildness. The root carved deer head hanging in the living room is a kind of show off at first glance. Booty feeling.

The doors on the first floor are all open, so there is plenty of light.

When Fan San saw what looked like a piano room, he hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't restrain his curiosity, he turned around and walked in cautiously.

This spacious room seems to be more than just a piano room—in addition to the most conspicuous Austrian grand piano, there are also two violins hanging on the wall, and a well-maintained Su flute.

In addition, there is a row of low cabinets built against the wall, and there are various plaster statues. The floor is still stained with old traces that seem to have been wiped clean, and an unfinished painting is placed on the easel. The pen was still thrown in the pen holder, and I didn't have time to clean it up.

One left and one right seem to be two worlds, one is clean and new, and the other is a mess.

This is somewhat in line with the world he imagined for Tu Xuxu.

The canvas is as blue as a wash, and the hair of the man curled up in the sea with his legs in his arms is flowing. Although it is only a blurred color block that has not been refined, he can roughly understand the content to be expressed in the painting.

Fan San deeply suspected that it was probably the things that happened between Tu Caoshou and Jack that inspired Tu Xuxu, leading her to draw such a thing.

"Fan San—Master Fan—" the girl shouted outside, "Come and eat!"

He was slightly taken aback, unconsciously wiping off the fine mist from the glass with his fingertips—the medicine in his pocket also rustled softly with his movements.

……

When eating the delicious food, Fan San felt that he might be dreaming.

But the person on the opposite side holding chopsticks while eating and talking to him was indeed nagging.

"Eat more vegetables and less carbonated drinks, it's not good for your teeth, and can my brother try to force quit after he comes out of this world? Are you sure, what is the success rate?"

"Your brother's physical fitness is very good, and he is very confident at the moment, about [-]%."

Picking up the green peppers in the bowl, Fan San said:

"However, if you can successfully go through the fifth world and then come out, the success rate is [-]%."

"Of course, my brother is admitted to the school where he excels in sports."

As soon as he heard that he was [-]% sure, Tu Xuxu immediately beamed with joy:

"He's good at javelins, pointing where he's going when he's playing on the playground."

Fan San: ...a three-second silence for the students watching on the side of the playground.

"Well."

The chopsticks used to pick up the vegetables stopped for a while, and the braised meat that he had been eyeing had been put into the Tu Xuxu bowl, but for some reason, he was uncharacteristically unable to get angry.

"I saw you only posted pictures on your personal homepage before, but I didn't expect you to play the piano."

Putting aside the weird emotions in his heart, Fan San tried to change the subject:

"You and your brother have a good match."

"What are you talking about? You entered the piano room?"

Tu Xuxu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed:

"Wow, you see those musical instruments. They belong to my brother. My stuff is in the corner. Those plaster casts."

"Your brother's instrument?"

Fan San raised his head incomprehensibly, with a puzzled expression:

"Isn't your brother a sports student..."

"Who said sports students can't play music anymore?"

After picking up the rice, the girl said disapprovingly:

"Although my brother didn't like it at first, after all, the Supreme Emperor and the others forced him to learn, saying that Brother Ke could learn both judo and calligraphy, and he wanted my brother to learn something too. My brother was reluctant to pay, otherwise he would not Will take care of them."

"Can't bear the money?"

Fan San couldn't imagine that Tu Caoshou, who lived in a single small building in the city center and whose parents were considered elite, would have such a thought... But he suddenly fell silent, feeling that his surprise was somewhat offensive.

"You also know that the Taishanghuang often stays away for ten days and a half months to shoot his broken documentaries. In fact, the last time I saw them was around the Spring Festival this year—the kind of video."

Tu Xuxu didn't seem to be offended at all, and chatted with him very normally:

"It's been like this since I was a child. Although my brother was born a few years earlier than me, he didn't see his parents more than I did."

"In the past, he was in charge of the family's money. The Supreme Emperor was busy with work and couldn't predict the time. Sometimes he clearly agreed to come back after a two-month business trip, and then paid the money in two months, but it took half a year to get through the phone. It's nothing more than entering some tropical rainforest, death canyon, anyway, there is always a reason to delay..."

She paused, lowered her head and poked the vegetables with her chopsticks:

"For such a big house, you have to pay the water, electricity and natural gas bills, and there are all kinds of miscellaneous items. Later, my brother simply embezzled his money for learning the piano, and went to play table tennis near the school with his group of cronies to survive the six months. .”

Those six months left a deep impression on her.

Tu Caoshou was 14 years old at the time, and she was still in elementary school. When she came home one day, she saw her brother calling Jie Keyang’s parents. It seemed that she wanted to borrow money, but it was probably because the previous money had not been repaid. When the words came to their lips, they were too embarrassed to speak, so they hung up the phone for a long time, sat on the sofa and stared at the bank card given to them by the emperor in a daze.

The next day Jie Keyang went to look for her in the primary school, and secretly gave her a roll of money, asking her to give it to her brother, and said that his parents asked him to give it to her. Only then did she realize the seriousness of the problem.

After carefully guarding the money and returning home, she handed in all the money, and her brother took the money away, and then went to Jie's house next door.

After a while, Jie Keyang came in with his elder brother, carrying vegetables and fruits in his hands, and his elder brother went to the kitchen to cook, but she didn't know where the roll of money ended up.

All she knows is that since then, her brother has never returned home on time, and the person who picks her up every time has become Jie Keyang, who also took her together to catch her brother fighting or gambling a few times .

Brother Ke would be so angry every time, if it wasn't for the fact that Bingshan's aura was too strong to make people ignore the details...he looked like a miserable woman with a gambling addict husband, or the kind with children.

That is, since then, she began to think about making food for herself.

As for the parents, they seem to be two groups of air that do not exist, and there is no explanation.

"Anyway."

She showed a grinning expression to the person across the table:

"My brother is super awesome no matter what he does. Later, the Supreme Emperor sent the money for music learning to the teacher alone. After the cash flow did not pass through my brother, he would go to learn the piano no matter how busy he was, and he was still at home. Practice every day—my brother’s big and small awards can fit a wall, so it’s all going to fill the basement.”

After hearing this, Fan San didn't know what to say, he swallowed with his Adam's apple, feeling a little awkward.

"The person I admire most in my life is my brother."

She happily put a piece of meat into her mouth:

"It would be great if Brother Ke was a girl, so I could let him be my sister-in-law."

……

Tu Caoshou, who was dozing off against the man, suddenly woke up, and the moment he almost slipped, he suddenly realized that he had been held firmly in his arms, so he would not fall on the boulder due to a sudden slip.

At night, the night wind carried a sharp chill through the jungle, and the person behind him was warm and caring.

Rubbing his eyes, he asked in a hoarse voice:

"what time is it?"

"Six o'clock."

Jie Keyang was obviously awakened by him. Seeing that his condition was stable, he rested his chin on his warm neck and said vaguely:

"Sleep a little longer."

"Where did you talk about?"

Tu Caoshou stretched out his left hand and patted the man's face.

"Well...Wei Fengqin traded the matter of the school newspaper, and I asked her to help keep an eye on you."

"Fuck, okay you, this fake relationship is wonderful! I also said that the broken school newspaper sold so well in your high school."

Some men with fried hair gritted their teeth:

"And no matter which billiard room I go to, I will be caught by you-I didn't expect that she would tip you off. I thought you were going home together."

Jie Keyang laughed lowly, the vibration in his chest thumped against his back.

"Silly Maisang."

Rubbing his fluffy hair with his long and slender fingers, the man whispered in his ear:

"I don't have anything else I want to know except you."

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Tu Caoshou: /(/·/ω/·/)/

Tu Caoshou: ...I...fuck me, I'm not shy!