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Unexpectedly, he could hear such a serious explanation, and Fu Lin felt much more at ease.

Wen Jingyao squatted on the ground, looked down at the plants soaked in the solvent, and asked, "How long will it take?"

"About an hour. After soaking, let it dry first, and then put it in the pot after it dries."

"Ah."

Wen Jingyao wiped the sweat from his forehead.Because there was still dirt between his fingers, this movement naturally brought the dirt to his face.

"Dirty."

Fu Lin pointed to his forehead.

"Huh?" A blank expression.

Fu Lin laughed, took out a tissue from the box at hand, leaned over and pressed it directly on his forehead.

This move is purely involuntary.Maybe a little bit intimate, but strictly speaking, there is nothing wrong with it.

But Wen Jingyao was obviously stunned, grabbed the tissue and stood up suddenly, said "I'm going to wash my hands", and left in a hurry.

"..."

Stimulated?

Fu Lin sat on the ground and watched him get into the kitchen, and turned his head to look at the orange sunset outside the window.

I didn't expect the sequelae of the movie to be so great, it made people who were originally dull become sensitive, and even after a month of separation, they didn't recover.

Wouldn't it be necessary to keep a distance of three feet from now on?

Fu Lin looked at his hands, and whispered unwillingly: "...No way."

That night, Granny Zhou called and said she would come to visit them the next afternoon.

So the two of them got up early the next morning, cleaned up the room and went out to buy vegetables, cleaning the house clean and spotless.They usually pay attention to hygiene, but now they do this again, and even the floor is shiny, as if they are going to be inspected by the chief.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Granny Zhou came over with the chestnut cake she baked.Although she also knew that Jingyao loved cleanliness and Fu Lin was very capable, but seeing with her own eyes that the place where the two boys lived was so tidy was still inconceivable.

Granny Zhou praised the two of them and invited them to eat cake together.Wen Jingyao went to the kitchen to cook Ceylon, and when he came out with a teapot, Granny Zhou and Fu Lin who were chatting on the sofa didn't know what to say, and they laughed together.The mother-in-law has not been so happy for a long time, and Fu Lin's smile is really bright and bright... It makes my heart soften.

"Grandma, drink tea."

Granny Zhou took the exquisite teacup and held it in her hand, the smile on her face still not fading.

"Just now I told Linlin about your childhood, I don't know if you still remember it."

Wen Jingyao: "..."

"When you were young, you were special compared to your peers. You liked to be quiet and didn't like to make trouble. You often locked yourself in your father's study to read, and rarely went out to play with your friends nearby."

Granny Zhou recalled what happened to Wen Jingyao, but her eyes fell on Fu Lin.

"I still remember one time when I went out on business and asked you to play with some neighbor's children. As a result, you accidentally stepped on the flowers in Lao Liao's yard while playing games. Those children thought that Lao Liao was looking You sounded too fierce, afraid of being taught a lesson, so you sneaked away quickly, only you... Sitting alone at the door of someone's house, waiting until Lao Liao came back from work, and took the initiative to apologize to him and admit his mistake. I remember this incident very clearly, because When Lao Liao sent you back later, he told me that this child will be great in the future..."

After hearing this, Fu Lin couldn't help laughing again, and commented: "I have been a very serious child since I was a child."

"That's right, he was too serious." Granny Zhou also laughed, "As a result, after that incident, the children in the neighborhood no longer want to take him to play."

"Hahaha, as expected."

Wen Jingyao: "..."

Writing childhood stories, read as black history.

"Jingyao, this child, has no friends except Zhuo Fan and you." Granny Zhou lovingly pulled Wen Jingyao to sit beside her and touched his broad shoulders and firm arms. Little boy, he has grown up so much now... His personality has never changed."

Fu Lin watched from the side with a smile, as if he could trace back from that chiseled and handsome face all the way back to his childhood appearance.What should a male god look like when he was a child?Small arms and legs, maybe a round face with a bit of baby fat... Although his character is a little out of character as a child, he is cute even when he is stupid.

At dinner time, Granny Zhou proposed to cook for them.As "masters", Wen Jingyao and Fu Lin naturally couldn't let the guests cook.After Fu Lin persuaded her left and right, she was able to sit down in the living room and watch her favorite TV show with peace of mind, and then went into the kitchen by herself.Not long after, Wen Jingyao also came in, picked up the apron and put it on.

"Why are you here?"

"...to help you."

Does writing help reading?

Fu Lin knew that Wen Jingyao felt sorry that he always did all the work of entertaining guests, so he let him go.

But what is there to do with him?You said that this person is really strange, he is very handy in doing chemical experiments, but why he can't find his way when he enters the kitchen.

Fu Lin asked Wen Jingyao to help break an egg. He picked up the egg and knocked it against the edge of the bowl. When he squeezed it, the eggshell crumbs flowed into the bowl along with the egg white and egg yolk.

"……Feel sorry."

It is true that the talent tree is not lit...

But no matter whether they came to help or to cause trouble, such a scene can be regarded as a dream.

Busy in the kitchen with the person I like, the sound of water washing vegetables, the sound of crackling oil stars exploding in the pot, the dangling hands under the eyelids, the waist wearing a plaid apron... The simple life of firewood, rice, oil and salt is so warm and beautiful.

If there is no "sorry" from time to time, it will be more harmonious.

"I'll go downstairs to buy a packet of bean flour, and I'll leave this to you."

Fu Lin felt a little wicked, and pointed to the onion in the pool.

He didn't expect Wen Jingyao to do anything at first, at most he thought that this person might peel off the onion layer by layer, and then he didn't know when to stop peeling.

As a result, I came back to see...

Wen Jingyao stood in front of the cutting board, crying while cutting onions.

Fu Lin suffocated laughing so hard that he was dying, but his face remained calm. He stepped forward and took his hand, and pushed it into the sink together with half of the uncut onion on the chopping board.Turning around, he said solemnly: "You don't need to cut it so thin, just soak it in water and break it open petal by petal by hand. It won't irritate your eyes too much."

"...Mmm." Finally, Wen Jingyao didn't say "sorry" any more, but responded in a low voice, his eyes were so uncomfortably stimulated by the pungent smell of onions, he blinked hard several times in a row, tears were hanging on his eyelashes On the edge, crumbling.

Fu Lin stared at his reddened eye sockets for a few seconds, his heart beating like a drum, and his mind was full of "Fuck... I really want to kiss him".

It is rare for a person with a dull expression to show a soft and pitiful appearance, and the impact on his face control is simply maximal, so that he will be distracted for a while and don't know what he is doing.

Fu Lin felt as if he had shot himself in the foot with a rock.

The meal full of twists and turns was finally finished, and Granny Zhou praised Fu Lin for his ability while eating.

"You are hardworking and have a good personality, and your craftsmanship is also very good. I don't know which girl will be lucky to marry you in the future..."

Fu Lin just listened, but smiled and said nothing, thinking that I don't care about any girl, I just want to marry your grandson.

After Granny Zhou praised Fu Lin, she shifted her target to Wen Jingyao, looked at him with caring and kind eyes for a long while, and said, "Our Jingyao doesn't know what to do. He's stupid and won't do anything. I'm really worried about the future." No girl would like him."

"You don't have to worry about that, there are quite a lot of girls who like him." Fu Lin couldn't help but answer.

"Huh, is it?"

Granny Zhou immediately pricked up her ears, obviously this news interested her very much - it is absolutely impossible for Wen Jingyao to mention such things in front of her.

"The last time we participated in the school sports meeting, many beautiful girls came to cheer him on in groups, and their department flower—what's it called, that girl has always liked him."

Fu Lin seemed to be gossiping casually, but in fact, the smell of vinegar continued to radiate outward.

Of course, it was impossible for Granny Zhou to feel it, but Wen Jingyao coughed awkwardly several times beside her, signaling Fu Lin not to continue talking.

"Hey, really? Jingyao is so popular." Granny Zhou was very interested, she turned her head to look at Wen Jingyao, "Is that flower familiar to you? Is she pretty? What's her personality? Do you like her? "

"Not very familiar..." A series of questions made Wen Jingyao's face stiff, "I don't like it either."

"However..." Fu Lin didn't want to tease people too much, so he changed his voice and saved the situation in time, "Jing Yao is not interested in them, he still plans to focus on his studies now, and he shouldn't think about falling in love. Pass."

"En." Wen Jingyao nodded immediately, expressing his affirmation.

"The two of you are not children anymore. If you want to talk about friends, you can talk about it. Jingyao can't find any faults in his studies. Only this aspect is too slow, which makes me a little worried..." Granny Zhou sighed softly, and put down the bowl Chopsticks, "I'm getting old, and my physical condition has never been very good. The biggest wish left in my life is to see Jing Yao find a caring person to spend his life with, and form a happy family."

"..." These words finally stunned both of them.

Wen Jingyao nodded after a while, and said solemnly, "I will work hard", as if reporting the study plan to the teacher, and added "Grandma, you will live a long life".

Fu Lin buried his head in the rice, his heart was already half cold.

He felt that he might still be thinking too simply.His father never put any pressure on him in this regard, so that he unconsciously almost forgot that such feelings are unacceptable to ordinary people.

But what else can I do...

stop?

impossible.

Just love this guy.

When you only have room for this one person in your heart, it's too late to get away.

So, just take one step at a time.

Volume [-] "A New Dwelling"