My deskmate always wants to heal me

Zhou Xun had a good night's sleep, but in the morning he was woken up by the cold as usual. When he woke up, he saw the furnishings in the house. He was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to remember that he slept in He Chu's room last night.

What's more, he got under the bed of someone else's house, hugged him, and asked someone to warm his hands and feet.

Maybe the dark night has always been a source of courage, and thinking about it in the world makes me feel ashamed as hell.

but……

What about He Churen?

There are two days off in school on New Year's Day, yesterday was the first day, and today is the second day, so you don't have to go to school.

Zhou Xun picked up his phone and looked at it. It was already past eight o'clock.

The air conditioner in the house was fully turned on, but the bed was still very cold. He Chu should have woken up early, but Zhou Xun didn't notice?

Are shallow sleep and neurasthenia just talking? Talking?

Zhou Xun got out of bed in a hurry, pulled the slippers out of the room, was blown by the cold wind, Zhou Xun retreated again, wrapped himself in a down jacket from He Chu, and then went out.

He Chu was wearing a pair of black sweatpants and a pullover sweater, and was standing in front of a shelf in the courtyard, bowing his head and fiddling with medicinal materials.

Zhou Xun clicked his tongue, they both wore the same clothes for two seasons?

Hearing the sound, He Chu tilted his head and glanced at him. The two of them met their gazes, and they came here on all kinds of winds last night.

He Chu looked away, and said casually, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"It's okay." Zhou Xun stretched his waist, drank some cold wind, and hurriedly shrunk himself up. "How about you, how did you sleep?"

"Guess." He Chu said these two words with a bit of gnashing of teeth.

"Oh." Zhou Xun came over and stood beside him, "Then I guess you should sleep well."

He Chu rubbed his fingertips, but didn't say anything.

Zhou Xun curiously touched the various herbs on the shelf. Although he has been with bitter medicines for these years, he has not carefully observed what the herbs look like.

Zhou Xun picked up a small disc, put it under his nose and smelled it: "What is this?"

"Astragalus." He Chu said?

"What's the use?" Zhou Xun asked again.

"Cure." He Chu said?

Zhou Xun: "..." Do you still need to say such nonsense?

Zhou Xun turned his head to look at him: "Are you annoyed at seeing me?"

He Chuyi raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "See?"

Zhou Xun: "..." Your uncle.

Zhou Xunhuo poured a basket of herbs that looked very similar to astragalus directly into the astragalus, and even stretched out his hands to grab them and mix them evenly.

When Zhao Qinghao came over with a bowl of tofu, Zhou Xun was sitting cross-legged on the bay window picking herbs, with a look of grief and indignation.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Qinghao was surprised, "Is this planning to learn medicine from Lao He?"

Zhou Xun's lips moved, and he looked away resentfully.

Zhou Xun wanted to run just now, but He Chu, the grandson, carried him in by his collar and asked him to pick out the mixed herbs.

In fact, astragalus and angelica are quite different, and they can be distinguished at a glance, but Zhou Xun's mixing was too uniform just now, so he could only pick one by one.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Xun asked.

"My mother ordered the tofu herself, and I'll give you some to try."

The young master is a little bit at a loss. If you want tofu, you can't buy it in the supermarket. Why do you have to give it away?

Is it something precious?

It was rare for Zhao Qinghao to be shrewd, and said "tsk tsk" in his mouth: "I guarantee that no tofu can be bought in any supermarket that tastes better than my mother's."

Master Zhou Versailles looked a little embarrassed and said: "Then I will try."

In order to prove that the tofu made by his mother was better than the tofu in the supermarket, Zhao Qinghao went to the kitchen of He Chu's house to make a sauce for him, took a spoon, came here, and served the young master.

Zhou Xun first put the original tofu in his mouth without dipping in the sauce, and then showed a surprised expression: "It's really delicious, tender and fresh."

"Really." Zhao Qinghao raised his eyebrows proudly, "I just said? My mother's tofu is the best in the world, and it can enter the standard of a five-star hotel."

"No." Zhou Xun shook his head, "The tofu in five-star restaurants is not as good as our mother's."

"Hey, what about Lao He, why didn't you see anyone?" Zhao Qinghao looked around suspiciously.

"Who knows, say? I have something to go out for." A bear thing kept him here and went out by himself.

Zhao Qinghao was sitting at the side playing games, Zhou Xun was sitting there eating tofu, He Chu saw such a harmonious scene when he came back.

Zhou Xun was about to put a spoonful of tofu into his mouth when he saw He Chu's hand paused: "Then what... Haozi? The tofu... Do you want to eat?"

He Chu raised his eyes and glanced over, there was only soup left in the bowl of tofu, and the last bite was right on Zhou Xun's lips.

"You just ate a bowl of tofu?" He Chu frowned.

"Ah?" Zhou Xun looked down and nodded, "Yeah."

He Chu couldn't help laughing, the young master is really down to earth?

"No more?" Zhao Qinghao looked up after playing a round, "Yo, you really like food, my mother likes other people? Enjoy the tofu she made, yes, I'll bring you another bowl, you can have it at noon "Make stewed vermicelli with cabbage and tofu, add some pork belly, it's delicious."

"Okay." Zhou Xun nodded hurriedly, then climbed down from the bay window, put on his shoes, "I'll go with you."

"Then let's go." Zhao Qinghao walked out.

Zhou Xun followed and passed by He Chu. He Chu grabbed someone and said, "Where are you going? Go and finish picking out the medicine for me."

"I'll be back later? Come on? Go on, it's illegal for you to exploit child labor." Zhou Xun broke free from his hand and ran out in a hurry, as if something was chasing him behind.

He Chu went to the bay window to have a look. All morning, the young master picked out half a basket. It looked like a foreign worker, and he made a lot of mistakes.

Zhou Xun followed Zhao Qinghao to his house, and his mother made a big pot in the small courtyard. There was steaming soy milk in the pot, and even the air was filled with a strong bean fragrance.

"Zhou Xun is here, come here, come here, do you eat tofu nao or drink soy milk?"

"Tofu Nao, thank you, Auntie."

"Okay, do you want salty or sweet?" Zhao Qinghao's mother asked again.

"Sweet and salty?" Zhou Xun was curious.

Zhou Xun looks like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden? Everything looks fresh, and he has never had such a rich soy milk.

Zhao Qinghao's mother is very enthusiastic, especially Zhou Xun, who is curious about everything, satisfies her desire to feed her.

So Zhao Qinghao's mother gave Zhou Xun a bowl, and it was a large bowl, which was bigger than Zhou Xun's face.

Zhou Xun wanted to taste everything, but he couldn't eat this bowl, and he was too embarrassed to tell Zhao Qinghao's mother, so he sent a message to He Chu.

You're right, it's me: Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, come? come? come?.

He Chu thought that what happened to Zhou Xun? When he came to Zhao Qinghao's house, he saw four bowls in front of Zhou Xun. Zhao Qinghao's father sat across from him and poured two taels of white wine for Zhou Xun, saying yes Zhou Xun had a drink with him.

Zhou Xun said? What made Zhao Qinghao's father so happy that he couldn't find Bei, holding a cup? He touched him: "Come? Come? Let's have a drink."

Zhao Qinghao almost turned the table when he heard this seniority.

Zhou Xun didn't spoil Zhao Qinghao's father's interest, but he didn't dare to really drink it, so he touched it with his mouth. Zhao Qinghao's father just wanted to have fun and didn't persuade him to drink. The two of them had a good chat, and Zhao Qinghao was depressed.

He Chu sat down next to Zhou Xun, Zhou Xun saw that He Chu was here, and with a smile on his face, he pushed the four bowls in front of him: "Look, I'm not even willing to eat, I'll keep it for you. "

Each of the four bowls moved a bit, I ate a little more salty tofu nao, less sweet tofu nao, I drank a few sips of soy milk, and there was a bowl of tofu curd that moved a little, maybe not too much? love to eat.

He Chu looked at him, and Zhou Xun patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be too touched, you deserve my kindness to you."

He Chu gritted his teeth and accepted Zhou Xun's kindness to him, and ate the remaining four bowls of tofu for him, and drank the two taels of wine.

After returning from Zhao Qinghao's house, Zhou Xun quickly ran back to his own house, fearing that He Chu would wring his neck if he was too late.

Zhou Xun's running speed today may be the fastest in his life?

He Chuyi didn't see Zhou Xunren in the afternoon. He thought he was too scared to come, but at night, Zhou Xun came over with a quilt and pillow in his arms, followed by Uncle Chen with a Electric heater?.

Before Chen Bo left, he said to Zhou Xun: "If the bed is too small, you should go back to sleep, otherwise it will be uncomfortable for two of you."

"It doesn't matter. In fact, a single bed is enough, I don't take up space." He leaned on He Chu, two people? One bed is enough.

He Chu: "..." Is this face a city wall?

Uncle Chen sighed. Zhou Xun is so thin, it really doesn't take up much space.

After Uncle Chen left, Zhou Xun said, "I'll sleep here from now on."

He Chu leaned on the bed and looked at him quietly: "Do I agree?"

"You...don't agree?" Zhou Xun hesitated for a second.

"Well, I don't agree." He Chu said this sincerely. He didn't want to sleep with Zhou Xun at all. Is he a mortal? Not a saint? He doesn't have such good concentration and energy to stay awake at night. .

"Is that so? Ah." Zhou Xun lowered his eyes in frustration, hugged the quilt, turned and walked out, "Then I'll just go."

Zhou Xun walked to the door and opened the door, but no one asked him to stay, and that person said: "Close the door for me when you go out."

Zhou Xun paused, turned around and came back, put the quilt on the chair with no expression on his face, then dragged He Chu off the bed, and began to spread the cashmere blanket he brought on the bed .

After laying out the fluffy blanket, Zhou Xun threw He Chu's quilt aside, spread out his own quilt on the bed, arranged the pillows, and placed Corgi beside the pillows, then nodded with satisfaction.

"I'm not used to sharing a bed with other people." He Chu's forehead twitched a few times, and he couldn't help but say another sentence.

"I'm not used to it either." Zhou Xun sighed, "But how can there be so many good things in this world? The world of adults has always been helpless. You are so old, you can bear it if you can bear it." Bear with it, always being so naive will be beaten by society.”

He Chu: "..." I don't know if the society beat him up or not, but he wants to beat him up right now.

Zhou Xun kicked off his slippers, climbed onto the bed and got under the covers, took Corgi and hugged him to his chest, and said, "Come on, baby, tell Dad a story."

"The story of Little Red Riding Hood, once upon a time there was a lovely little girl who everyone liked, but the one who liked her most was her grandma..."

Zhou Xun closed his eyes and entered bedtime story time.

He Chu was determined to kill Zhou Xun.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-1212:30:25~2021-01-1319:14:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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