Cloud Chaser Cemetery

Corning's reaction was not big, or in other words, it was too small.

Not even surprised, Tang Yuhui just heard him simply oh, and there was no more to say.

He asked strangely: "Aren't you surprised? Nothing to ask?"

Coning hesitated and said, "Tangtang... I don't mean anything else, but it's really nothing surprising..."

He tried his best to choose a tactful wording: "I always feel that you are different from ordinary boys. You have a feeling that people want to protect..."

"Although I'm already... just... one of the couple," Coning said hesitantly, "I'm the more protected one."

Tang Yuhui turned the corner slowly: "Are you saying... am I weak... or... very motherly?"

"No!!" Coning immediately said, "Absolutely not!!!"

"And you have an inherent concept. No group is absolutely weak in a relationship!" Coning patiently explained: "You are not weak at all, and you are not a mother. I know you have always been strong, stronger than all of us. People are powerful."

Coning paused, slowed down his voice, and said slowly: "But you are too confusing, gentle and polite, and have a good temper. I have never seen you get angry with anyone, and you have already been with many boys. It's different."

"These are all beautiful things about you," he said softly, "I always feel that one day you will rely on a very special person."

"It's just hard for me to imagine you relying on a girl..." Coning said, "Yes, that's the right way to say it!"

"Hmm..." Tang Yuhui rolled his eyes, "I thought you were going to say it because I look gay."

"I don't." Coning also smiled, "You are very beautiful, but you are ugly! After being gay, please be more ambitious!"

Because Tang Yuhui said that he would talk to Coning slowly in the future, Ko Ning didn't ask any more questions gently, but just chatted with Tang Yuhui about some daily things, but he didn't forget to tell him to tell himself after he sorted out his mood.

Before hanging up the phone, Coning said softly: "Tangtang, you must protect yourself, liking someone...is a sad thing...although it may be just a wish, but I don't want to see you again hurt in any way..."

Both of them were silent for a while, Tang Yuhui said yes earnestly, told Coning not to worry, and said to send him special products from the Tibetan side in a few days.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yuhui stood up and stared blankly for a while.

He walked out of the room and came to the corridor on the second floor. Standing here, he could see the whole courtyard.

Kang Che didn't go out today.

There is a pile of raw wood next to the grape arbor in the yard, and Kang Zhe is sawing the wood in a black vest.

Just as Tang Yuhui saw him stepping on a thick tree with one leg, before he blinked, Kang Zhe noticed his gaze as if he had eyes behind him, and suddenly turned around, beckoning to Tang Yuhui: " Come down and sit for a while?"

Tang Yuhui nodded, thinking that Kang Zhe might not be able to see him from such a distance, so he quickly walked down the stairs sideways.

Every time he walked towards Kang Zhe, he would feel a sense of nervousness like walking on the blackboard to do problems when he was a child, as if he realized that "walking" was a serious matter at this time.It's okay for others, but especially for Kang Zhe.

Kang Zhe went to the house and brought him a small wooden stool, placed it in the shade of the grape trellis, and asked Tang Yuhui to sit here and watch, not to bask in the sun.

"What are you doing?" Tang Yuhui took the initiative to open the topic.

Kang Zhe said, "Make a table."

"Why?" Sensing that he was asking a little strangely, Tang Yuhui added, "What is it for?"

Kang Zhe simply replied: "There is a small table, we can eat together."

Tang Yuhui was stunned, and he heard himself ask again stupidly: "Why?"

"Huh? Why are there so many?" Kang Zhe focused all his attention on the wood and didn't look at him. "I don't eat out all day. There is no takeaway here. I have to cook anyway. It's not good for someone to wash the dishes." ?"

Tang Yuhui said blankly, "Me?"

"Yeah," Kang Zhe concentrated on sawing the wood, but still didn't look up, "otherwise, who else?"

"But..." Tang Yuhui said hesitantly, "Didn't you say before... that you don't care about the money?"

Kang Zhe finally put down the saw in his hand, turned around, and looked at him lazily: "Have you paid?"

Tang Yuhui hesitated for a moment: "No."

"Yeah." Kang Zhe picked up the tool beside him, and began to concentrate on sawing his wood again, "Is there any problem?"

The sound of sawdust being cut began to rustle again, and Tang Yuhui's beating heartbeat seemed so out of place.

He tried his best to cover it up, but Kang Che's words still seemed to be blurred in the loud noise.

Tang Yuhui could feel that a big balloon in his heart was slowly inflating.

However, when Kang Zhe said that he shared a table for dinner, he really just shared a table for dinner.

Tang Yuhui found that, as long as he didn't go out, Kang Zhe could often sleep until noon.

Tang Yuhui himself has a serious stomach problem. When he was at home, Tang Rui would force him to get up at seven o'clock for breakfast. The content was matched according to a special nutritional list. Although it was rich in various elements, it might not be delicious in reality.

Tang Yuhui often found it difficult to swallow, but no one cared whether he really wanted to eat it.

When he was a child, Tang Yuhui thought that his mother loved him very much, because his meals were always prepared more carefully than his peers; when he was sick, the whole family would be very nervous; in his childhood, he received a lot of care.

It was only later that Tang Yuhui realized that he could do whatever he wanted, and even have whatever he wanted, but he couldn't be unexcellent, and even more serious than unexcellent, he couldn't be unhealthy.

When Tang Yuhui just left his cage-like home when he first entered college, all the branches and leaves were secretly growing against Yu Zhengze and Tang Rui.

A year of upside-down work and rest and disordered diet made his pampered stomach fester.

It wasn't until the sophomore year that this kind of overcorrection with too much force tended to calm down

——It’s not that Tang Yuhui knows how to cherish himself, it’s just that he understands after some events that such a propaganda and clamoring struggle is still just a subconscious projection deep in his heart that wants to get the love and attention of his parents, which is very naive Useless and ridiculous.

But his health foundation has been completely ruined by a year of chaotic life, and it almost needs to be rebuilt.

Tang Rui and Yu Zhengze were very angry and cut off his living expenses for half a year.

Tang Yuhui didn't engage in unnecessary struggles like silent movies, and returned to the habit of eating breakfast.

He thought about asking Kang Zhe to come with him, but first, he didn't know where Kang Zhe lived in the inn, because he almost disappeared every time he appeared, and he simply erased his sense of existence on purpose; Yu Hui's cooking skills are basically zero, and the plan of the day lies in the morning, so he is really embarrassed to ask Kang Zhe to eat chaffy vegetables with him.

So in the past few days, Kang Zhe and Tang Yuhui almost reached a tacit cooperation.

Kang Zhe sleeps until the sun rises every day, and Tang Yuhui will go to the market to buy vegetables in the morning, which will be used as food expenses.

After several hearty lunches, Tang Yuhui discovered that Kang Zhe was really good at cooking, and no matter what he bought, he could cook it deliciously.

When the two of them ate, they kept quiet with each other. No one mentioned not to talk, but they both chose the politeness of alienation.

There was also a TV in the lobby, but neither had offered to move in and eat there.

In the afternoon on a sunny day, they just sat together to eat quietly under the shadow of the grape arbor. After eating, Tang Yuhui went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and when he came out, Kang Zhe was usually gone.

Kang Zhe was never in the inn in the afternoon.

Once Tang Yuhui curiously asked Kang Zhe why cooking was so delicious. Kang Zhe thought for a while and said that he had been to many places before, and when he was stranded in a city with nothing to do, the easiest thing to learn was cooking.

After hearing this, Tang Yuhui asked with a little longing: "Have you been to many places?"

Kang Zhe hummed, and said lightly: "It's just a part-time job, it's not a big deal."

Tang Yuhui let out a short ah, but thought in his heart that this is definitely not the case, and you must have become a great thing when you do it.

At the same time, Tang Yuhui still had a vague feeling of "this is right" - Kang Zhe must be the kind of person who has been to many places and met many people.

He imagined Kang Zhe walking aimlessly, staying carelessly, and constantly stopping at points on the map.

But why did Kang Che leave?Why did you come back?

He seems to have no intention of being flashy, will he stay between these mountains and rivers forever in the future?

Tang Yuhui felt that they were not familiar enough to ask this kind of question, so he kept silent.

But today, when Tang Yuhui finished packing the dishes and came out of the kitchen, he saw that Kang Zhe hadn't left yet, and was leaning against the grape arbor to play with his mobile phone.

"Going out to play today?" Seeing Tang Yuhui coming out, Kang Zhe put down his phone.

Tang Yuhui was stunned for a moment, and said a little flattered, "Did you ask me?"

"Yeah, is there anyone else here?" Kang Zhe smiled lightly, "Why do you always seem to be a little offline."

Tang Yuhui's voice rose almost instantly: "Go!"

He hurriedly took off his apron, went to the faucet in the middle of the yard to wash his hands again, took another handful of water and splashed it on his face, wanting to go out with Kang Zhe refreshed.

Still drops of water hung on his eyelashes, and the sun shone like crystal clear ore in the air.

Tang Yuhui wiped off a drop of water that slid down his cheek with the back of his hand, looked at Kang Zhe and said, "Where are we going?"

Kang Zhe's gaze focused on his eyelashes, "It's been warm these two days, my parents are planting barley in the south field, I'm going to help, you have nothing to do anyway, go and have a look?"

Tang Yuhui smiled: "Light barley? I haven't seen a barley field yet, let's go, of course we will go together!"

Kang Zhe lowered his eyes and looked at him seriously again, until he missed Tang Yuhui's drop of water hanging on his eyelashes.

"Wait for me." Kang Zhe returned to the hall and rummaged through the cabinet underneath for a while.

Tang Yuhui followed and stood aside: "What are you looking for?"

Kang Che ignored him, turned out a huge straw hat, put it on Tang Yuhui's head, and helped him tie the hat rope.

When tying the knot with a little force, Tang Yu almost felt that Kang Che was strangling his neck on purpose.

After tying it up, Kang Zhe patted Tang Yuhui's head, and said calmly: "Try to stay in a cool place, don't run around, and remember to protect yourself from the sun."