Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

When Wen Jingyao came back at night, he took the bag of handmade biscuits back and put it on the corner of the coffee table.

Fu Lin saw it at a glance.Grab it and put it in the palm of your hand, and slowly toss it twice.

The exquisite paper bag with blue flowers and white background can smell a sweet fragrance even through the bag, which is obviously a handmade snack.

Who sent it?Is it a flower?

After Fu Lin came back, he also reflected on his childish behavior in the library in the afternoon.The matter between him and Wen Jingyao can be texted at any time, and can also be discussed at home, but at that time, he chose to show the intimacy between the two in front of Xihua.

As a roommate, his thoughts on Wen Jingyao had exceeded the norm a long time ago.As long as the other party does not choose to actively avoid, he is willing to draw closer to each other little by little, no matter how long it takes.

"Are you flowers?"

"Ah."

"open to take a look?"

"You take it apart."

Fu Lin opened the paper bag according to his words, and there were several small bags in the paper bag, which contained cookies of different shapes and flavors.There is also a pink note attached.However, there was nothing exciting written on the note, only the sentence "happy birthday" in Xihua's delicate handwriting.

When Fu Lin saw the words, he couldn't help being taken aback: "When is your birthday? Today?"

"yesterday."

"……I do not even know."

"It's okay, it's not my birthday."

"But she knows."

"..." Wen Jingyao didn't know how to explain, "She has many ways to understand."

Fu Lin also knew in his heart that Xihua and Wen Jingyao were in the same class, so it was easy to get personal information.It was entirely his own negligence, living together for so long without asking each other's birthday.

Fu Lin himself doesn't care much about birthdays, although he knows that Wen Jingyao doesn't care either, but it's better to celebrate this rare annual day.

"It turns out that the day before I came to see the house last year was your birthday."

"Ah."

"Speaking of which, tomorrow is the first anniversary of our acquaintance." Fu Lin said with a smile, "That's why I asked you to have dinner at home at noon tomorrow. I will cook two new dishes that I learned from my father during the summer vacation."

Wen Jingyao was slightly taken aback, a little surprised.After thinking about it, it has indeed been a year since we met last year.

Time flies by unconsciously, leaving traces in memory.At this time last year, he received a short message in the forum, and then saw Fu Lin in the bright afternoon sun.That figure at that time still remains in my mind, and the dazzling feeling is still not forgotten.

"Are you free tomorrow?"

"Have."

"Although it's late, let's celebrate it together with the birthday, and ask Lao Wu to come over by the way? It's a pity that I didn't have time to buy an oven, otherwise I could make a cake."

Fu Lin's eyes fell back on the bag of biscuits that Lihua sent him, and he added maliciously:

"Sihua really likes you."

"..."

"Eat it, after all, it is a heart."

Wen Jingyao vaguely felt that Fu Lin might not be very happy when he said this, but he couldn't see half of it from the other party's gentle expression.He took the biscuit from Fu Lin and frowned for a long time before putting it in his mouth.

"What's the matter?" Fu Lin couldn't help laughing at his hesitant appearance, "It's not like drinking medicine, so why frown."

"You eat too."

"Okay." Fu Lin nodded, and threw a piece into his mouth first.

Honestly the biscuits taste good.Rich and crispy.Fu Lin thought conceitedly while chewing, but probably he should do better by himself.

The next morning, while brushing his teeth, Fu Lin received a call from the courier.The other party said to him in a formulaic blunt tone: "Sem Express. You have an international package, please come downstairs to sign for it."

"It's inconvenient now." With a toothbrush in his mouth, his mouth was full of bubbles, and he looked at the living room—Wen Jingyao was on the treadmill, and said to the person on the other end of the phone vaguely, "Can't you just send it to me?"

"I put it in the property management downstairs."

After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone before he could reply.

"...What attitude." Fu Lin was speechless.

I got up late today and had to be busy with cooking, so I didn't have time to pick up the package, so I called Wu Zhuofan and told him to go to the property management office to pick up the courier before coming.

Wu Zhuofan was invited to come at noon and helped him carry the package upstairs.

"Lao Liu, what did you buy? I can't read the boxes are all in English."

"I didn't buy it, I don't know who sent it."

Fu Lin was as confused as Wu Zhuofan, but after seeing tanzania in the address bar, he immediately understood.

He has only one friend in Africa, Ye Xuanqiong.

"From Xuan Qiong..."

"What? Ye Da?"

"I'm really convinced of the efficiency of SEM..." Fu Lin slapped his forehead and complained helplessly, "Xuan Qiong said in the email last time that he sent me local specialties. How long has it been? Half a year? Why? I just received it now..."

If it doesn't arrive, Ye Xuanqiong will come back from Africa.

"Anyway, it's good to receive it." Wu Zhuofan was like a child, his eyes were full of curiosity about the gift, "International package! Quickly open it and see what it is!"

The cardboard box has been tossed for half a year, and the outer packaging is a little tattered.Fortunately, the gift was wrapped tightly by three inner and outer layers, and no damage was caused.

Ye Xuanqiong sent three wood carvings.

A box of coffee beans.

There was also a bottle of strange sauce that was yellow in color.

Fu Lin opened Ye Xuanqiong's letter.As soon as I saw the lively font, I immediately thought of that person's voice and smile.

"Xiao Lin, good luck with the letter.

Send you some local specialties.

Ebony carvings are one of the most famous things in Tanzania. I bought three kinds, figures, totems and animals.Totem is a religion believed by primitive tribes, and it blesses you with health and safety.

The taste of Kenyan coffee is quite good, with a little fruity taste, I hope you are used to it.

Oh, and that bottle of sauce.It is a sauce made of yellow ants, a rare thing I begged from the natives.Hahaha, the taste is very special, would you like to try it? "

"..." Fu Lin shook his hand, looked up and saw Wu Zhuofan was unscrewing the lid of the sauce and smelling it, and immediately shouted: "Stop!"

"Huh?" Wu Zhuofan was stunned.

"Don't touch!"

Fu Lin rushed over to snatch the bottle of sauce, quickly screwed on the lid and threw it aside, staring at it with the eyes of a biochemical weapon.

"What's the matter? Has it deteriorated after being left for a long time?" The second monk Wu Zhuofan was puzzled, "I just smelled it and thought it smelled weird..."

Fu Lin couldn't bear to explain, so he directly handed him the letter.

Wu Zhuofan covered his mouth and retched when he saw a certain line.

"Damn, I'm really convinced by Ye Da... oh..."

"He is such a lacking person."

Fu Lin took the letter back and read the last few lines.

"I have built communication base stations in places with the most difficult conditions in several countries, and lived a boring life without access to the Internet... This kind of life was unimaginable before. But after getting used to it, I can feel the fun. The local people are very simple, Very kind to us.

Of course, I still really want to go back to my country. In my dreams, I always dream that I go to the airport with my luggage.I miss you very much, and I also miss the mountains and rivers of City Y, and the old man who sells bean curds downstairs in your house.

Let's eat together when we come back.

Ye Xuan"

Every time I received a letter, I missed Ye Xuanqiong even more.No matter how funny the things this person does, he will always have the ability to poke your heart with a few words.Fu Lin admitted that he was deeply touched by the last two sentences of the letter, and he sighed for a while, and even forgot the bottle of yellow ant sauce that was like a biochemical weapon.

Fu Lin has no brothers, Ye Xuanqiong is like a real brother to him.

"Sixth?"

Seeing that he suddenly became unresponsive, Wu Zhuofan stretched out his hand and shook it twice in front of his eyes.

"what?"

"what's wrong?"

"fine."

"Moved by Ye Dada's letter?"

"Um……"

"Don't forget what you said, when Ye Dada comes back, introduce me too."

"must."

Wen Jingyao silently watched the whole process of unwrapping the presents.

He wasn't very curious about other people's things, but when he heard the word Ye Xuanqiong, he immediately concentrated his attention.

Wen Jingyao has no such thing as a love brain.In the past, people often told him that Xihua liked him, but he just found it unbelievable.He didn't understand Xihua's graceful confession to him until later. He might be able to understand the word "like" when applied to others, but once it touches him, it will be completely messed up.

He did the same with Fu Lin.He has never been able to accurately define this feeling that confuses him.He would be jealous of the bond between Fu Lin and Ye Xuanqiong. For example, now, seeing the change in Fu Lin's expression after reading the letter, and listening to the conversation between Fu Lin and Wu Zhuofan, his mood can only be summed up in three words——

Unhappy.

Fu Lin packed up the presents and went to cook.That terrible bottle of ant sauce never had the courage to open it, so it could only be sent to the trash can.Today he made two dishes of dyberry and king of cherries that his father forced him to learn.

The name sounds a bit tall, but it is actually fried salmon with raspberry crab meat and cherries.

The color of the dish is quite nice after the plate is arranged, and it is impossible to tell what kind of dish it is.

After telling Wu Zhuofan the specific ingredients of these two dishes, the other party still showed a surprised expression.

Because this combination is really weird...

Wen Jingyao likes sweets, and the sweet and sour taste in the dishes is easier to please him.Fu Lin intuitively thought that he would not hate these two dishes.

But not long after, Fu Lin found that his state was not normal-although he moved his chopsticks frequently with these two dishes, it was obvious that nothing caught his eyes. I don't know what tastes in my mouth.

The state of deja vu was the same as the second day after watching "Flower Banquet"... He was fine last night, so why was he stimulated today?Did you watch something you shouldn't have seen last night?

Fu Lin couldn't think of a result, and the chat gradually became dull.Because I received Ye Xuanqiong's package today, Wu Zhuofan took this as an opportunity to pull him back to recall the glorious past.The old five talked a lot, even if he was alone, he could chat for a long time. Fu Lin responded without saying a word, and didn't realize that he had made several mistakes.

Wu Zhuofan had something to do in the afternoon, so he left after lunch.

After Fu Lin cleared away the dishes, he came out of the kitchen and saw that Wen Jingyao was still sitting at the table with a cup in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

Fu Lin only felt angry and funny.Walked over and wanted to tap him on the forehead.Unexpectedly, Wen Jingyao suddenly reacted, tilted his head, and avoided his hand.

Have you finally recovered?

"What's wrong with you? You didn't say a word just now."

"No……"

"Do you still drink water? If you don't drink, give me the cup, and I'll wash it."

Wen Jingyao handed the glass with half a glass of water left to Fu Lin.Fu Lin went to pick it up, but accidentally touched the other party's finger.

Wen Jingyao let go of his hand, and the cup leaked from between the two of them, fell on the table, rolled a few times and hit the ground again.

Water splashes everywhere.

"Feel sorry."

Wen Jingyao stood up immediately, took a few paper towels to wipe off the water stains on the table, and brought a mop to wipe the floor clean.

While doing all this, Fu Lin seemed to be petrified.

Fu Lin has already sensed that this person is avoiding him again - avoiding direct physical contact with him.

I thought I had finally made up for the sense of distance I created before, but I didn't expect to be pulled away again now.

Could it be something from the library?Shouldn't he bother them so deliberately?

Wen Jingyao himself is a very straightforward person, he never lies, if he thinks there is something wrong with the people around him, he will definitely point it out.But now that he didn't say anything, Fu Lin's mood was inevitably a little depressed.

"I'll go find Qu Yan. See you tonight."

Fu Lin grabbed his coat and went out the door.

The house was silent.

Wen Jingyao put the cup into the cupboard.Go to the balcony and stare at a row of succulents in a daze.

He has a low EQ and doesn't know much about speaking skills, but he also knows that he can't say anything casually.Facing Fu Lin, he often has situations where he can't speak at all.

For example, Fu Lin asked "What's wrong with you?", how would he answer?

You can't just say "I have something wrong with you, so I'm confused about how to get along with you" right?

As for Fu Lin's "Jing Yao" in the library yesterday... A soft breath brushed against his ears, and he could see thick eyelashes and clear eyes when he turned his head slightly.

Wen Jingyao couldn't move at that time.

Because...he had a strange physical reaction.

He could only force himself to turn his attention back to the book, but he didn't read a single word.

"Linlin."

Wen Jingyao repeated Fu Lin's name, and gently touched the fluff on Xiong Tongzi's body with his fingers.

He seems to be standing at a crossroads in his life, not knowing which direction to go.