Young

After school on Friday, I took out all my pocket money, bought a bunch of snacks and fruits, and sneaked them back to my room to hide them.During dinner, Zhuangruo inadvertently asked his parents about their weekend arrangements. Fortunately, it was almost the same as usual, with one going on a business trip and the other working overtime.

That night I was so excited that I couldn't sleep, and the next morning I pretended to be sick, tricking my mother into asking for leave from the cram school teacher for me.Originally, my mother wanted to cancel the overtime work and stay to take care of me, but after I tried my best to persuade me and made sure that I didn't have a fever, she didn't leave the house.

As soon as my mother left, I rushed into the bathroom on my back, finished washing up quickly, and struggled for a long time because I didn't know which clothes to wear.At nine o'clock, Chen Feng's text message came: I was very surprised whether you would come or not. I thought that a person like Chen Feng would sleep until midnight on weekends, but unexpectedly he woke up so early.I didn't dare to delay, so I hurried back to him: I'm about to go out, so early.

When text messages came and went, I had already changed into a plaid shirt, a white sweater with a large V-neck and simple jeans, grabbed my black coat and rushed out.Halfway through the rush, I remembered that I didn't take any snacks or comics, and rushed back to the room, put on my coat indiscriminately, picked up the schoolbag with the comics and snacks on the back, and went to the bathroom to look in the mirror and straighten my hair. Only then did he pick up the fruit and go out.

I was relieved when I got on the bus, and I took out my phone to check, there were two unread text messages: ——It’s still early, you really are a pig

——It depends on whether you have gone out

I hurried back to the past: I got on the bus.

Just a few seconds after the reminder "sent", a new text message came back: Get off at the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, don't sit too far, don't fall asleep, you idiot of: no.

This kind of text message interaction has never happened before.The joy in my heart continued to swell, and it was only at this moment that I really understood what it means to have friends.

After about 10 minutes, we arrived at the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine Station.As soon as I stepped out of the bus, someone grabbed my collar and dragged me over.The exclamation that was too late turned into a happy cry after seeing the other party's half-smiling eyebrows: "Ah!"

"Ah, your head!" He knocked on my head, but his face was still smiling, his eyes sparkled, "Damn, I almost didn't recognize it. Why are you dressed so handsomely? Are you here for a date?"

"Eh..." My face turned red in disbelief: "No, no..."

His eyes fell on the large bag of fruit I was carrying, and his eyes narrowed immediately: "What the hell?"

"Ah, this... I don't know what fruit you like to eat, so I bought some apples, pears, and bananas..."

"Fuck, are you here to be a guest or a sick person? Is there anyone still delivering fruit these days? Why don't you just discount it?" Having said that, he still snatched it with a smile on his face, "Damn! It's so heavy. "

"Fruits are heavy, let me carry them..."

"What a fart!" He looked at me, then suddenly put his arms around my neck, and left with me in his arms: "Let's go, I'll take you to see Lao Tzu's den."

Such a natural intimacy was unimaginable before.

When I got to the place where he lived, I found out that Chenfeng's hometown is not in this city, and he lives alone in a rented house.The room is not big, with one bedroom and one living room. It has everything you need. It won't be very messy, but it can't be called clean and tidy.

"Find a place to sit by yourself, and I'll get you a drink."

I hurriedly said, "Don't bother."

"To shut up."

I stopped being polite, unloaded my schoolbag, took off my coat, and then sat down on the only old sofa in the living room.As soon as I sat down, a cockroach crawled out from the gap in the sofa and disappeared without a trace.

I was dumbfounded.

"Scared?" Chen Feng came over with two steaming cups of coffee, I quickly reached out to take one, thanked me softly, and drank it carefully with both hands, feeling very warm in my heart.

He sat down beside me and asked casually, "Is it good?"

"Yeah, it's delicious." I smirked at him.

He laughed: "Idiot, instant coffee is delicious?"

I said seriously, "It's really delicious."

He looked at me, his peach blossom eyes were shining, flickering.Looking at each other at such a close distance, I couldn't stand it, so I silently lowered my head and drank my coffee, my heart beating a little faster.

After a while, he smiled lightly: "Idiot."

"Um..." I hesitated, but couldn't help but said, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Damn, just say what you have to say! Hesitating about mother-in-law, why? Want to confess?"

"Ah? No..."

He squinted at me.

I laughed dryly: "I... I just want to ask why you invited me to your house?"

He shrugged and said, "There's no reason, just ask casually, who knew you would come?"

"Forehead……"

Seeing my embarrassment, he couldn't help laughing, put down his coffee cup and came over to pinch my face: "Damn, you're so easy to cheat! Damn, why didn't you get tricked into selling me when you were young?"

I was a little annoyed: "I'm serious..."

He stared at me and smiled, "Because I'm bored."

"Huh? But, don't you have many friends? Why are you bored?"

"Heh, friend..." Why is his smile so bitter?What did I say wrong?

Seeing me staring at him, he stretched out his hand and patted my forehead: "What are you looking at? Although I think you are very funny, I will never have sex with you. Give up, little pervert."

"..." I blushed and defended, "No...no...you misunderstood..."

But he didn't intend to listen to my explanation, so he turned his head and looked through my schoolbag: "Why are you packing so much...Damn it! Fuck it, "Detective Conan"! Why didn't you say it earlier?" Then "Wow!" After a few strokes, I unceremoniously lifted my schoolbag upside down and shook out all the contents.

In an instant, the floor was covered with comics and snacks.

"Okay, you, hide so many things!"

I said innocently: "These... were originally brought to you."

He sat in a pile of comics and snacks, smiled childishly, patted the floor beside me, and said, "Come down, sit here."

I put down my coffee cup and sat down on the floor, and he straightened my legs, and then he lay down with his head on my lap, and started reading manga.

"You...you'll catch a cold like this."

"Don't be noisy."

Helpless, I turned around and pulled the coat that was on the sofa and covered him.When I retracted my hand, I met his eyes looking at me, and suddenly my face became a little hot: "Don't catch a cold..."

He stared straight at me for a while, then turned his gaze back to the manga, and said faintly: "I won't have sex with you."

"...I didn't mean that!"

"To shut up."

"..."

The pleasant chat as imagined was completely gone. He read his comics quietly, and I watched him read comics in boredom.Occasionally he will say a few words to me, nothing more than "I want to eat cotton candy", "Jelly seems to be good", and then I will find the snacks he wants in a pile of food and unpack them feed him.

Oddly enough, there was no dissatisfaction.

Even if there is no chat, I am very satisfied with such an atmosphere.

I even enjoy the feeling of being dependent on him and being able to take care of him.

The morning time was spent in silence like this. After he finished reading the eighth manga, he finally raised his head to look at me: "Are you hungry?"

I froze for a moment: "Ah? It's okay..."

"Liar, I heard your stomach growling." As he said, he really put his head on my stomach.

I flinched a little bit ticklishly: "Don't you watch it?"

He sat up and said, "Are you bored?"

"It's okay..." I rubbed my numb legs.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and glanced at it, and said, "Tsk tsk, it's past twelve o'clock."

I was surprised: "So fast?"

He rubbed his stomach, tilted his head, and looked puzzled: "It's strange, my stomach is already noisy at this point, why don't you feel hungry today?"

"..." I silently pointed to the snack packaging bags and banana peels piled up like a hill.

Only then did he laugh "ha", stood up and said, "Yes, I ate too many snacks. What do you want for lunch? I only have instant noodles at home, or we can order takeaway?"

I'm not used to such a gentle and smiling attitude: "Ah, don't bother, instant noodles are just fine."

"Okay, for the sake of serving me properly, I will cook noodles for you." He smiled and stretched out his hand to pull me up, but my feet were so numb that I fell onto the sofa as soon as I stood up go.

He didn't pay attention, gave me such a belt, and then jumped down, almost falling on me.

Eyes met, I shrank my head that was too close.

He narrowed his juicy peach eyes, raised half of his lips and smiled evilly: "Tsk tsk, you said you didn't want to have sex with me, so why did you drag me down?"

I blushed with anxiety: "I... I didn't mean to..."

"Okay, then, I'll give you a chance to kiss." Then, he closed his eyes and brought his face to my mouth generously.

I pushed his head away hard, a little dumbfounded.

He sighed, and said: "It's a great opportunity and you have to pretend to be reserved, so you can regret it!"

I was amused by his seriousness, and laughed together on the sofa.

He quarreled with me for a while, then went into the small kitchen to cook instant noodles.

After the leg numbness passed, I got up and tidied up the living room.Wrap the husks of snack packaging bags in garbage bags and throw them into the garbage can.Then he sorted out the comics and uneaten snacks and put them on the TV cabinet. By the way, he also helped him sort out the magazines, textbooks, CDs, etc. that were thrown everywhere.

By the time he cooked the noodles and brought them out, the living room had already taken on a completely new look.

"Hey, why is my wife so sensible?" He seemed very happy when he was joking.

I'm not used to this kind of joke, so I can only change the subject and say: "It smells so good..."

"That is, your old man, I... No, your husband and I are invincible in the world!"

I was amused by his cheeky "self-promotion".

He sat down on the ground, beckoned me to sit down, and didn't give me a bowl, just gave me a pair of chopsticks and a spoon.Seeing me staring at him in a daze, he gave me a demonstration - roll up the noodles with chopsticks, put a spoon underneath to prevent the soup from dripping everywhere, and then put it into my mouth like this.

"Eat it? Why don't you eat it? What? Do you dislike me?"

I shook my head, followed his example, and ate noodles in the pot.In this way, the two of them were head to head, eating noodles in the same pot, seeing each other's nose and tears, and couldn't help laughing.

A feeling of happiness that I've never felt before...

Even my biological parents never ate from the same pot as me.They pay attention to hygiene and etiquette, and they will definitely not do such nonsense.The classmates around me are also impossible, they are not even willing to eat hot pot together.Only him, only him, different from others.

"Is it delicious?" He asked me with a smile.

I am very sincere: "It is the best I have ever eaten."

He laughed and said: "Fuck! Only a young master who is used to delicacies from mountains and seas would say that."

I shook my head anxiously: "No..."

He rolled the noodles and stuffed them into my mouth: "Eat it, idiot!"

While they were eating lively, their common mobile phone rang, and they looked at each other reflexively, and couldn't help laughing.

"Fuck, why don't you change the ringtone?" He laughed and cursed, looking for the Sony Ericsson phone.

I took out my phone and looked at it, and said, "I'm looking for you."

"Who? Fuck..." He reached for the phone on the sofa cursingly, glanced at the caller ID, and pressed the off button silently.

I looked at him, wondering if I should ask.

He glared at me and said, "Look at that? Eat yours."

I will not ask.

In the originally lively atmosphere, now there is only the sound of "sucking and sucking" eating noodles and drinking soup.