temperature of the sun

At six o'clock in the morning in winter, there is still a layer of gray mist, like a film that has not yet had time to transmit light.

Liao Muyang set a total of fifteen alarm clocks last night, fearing that his biological clock would not be able to respond in time if he slept until the sun was up.

Taking a bath and dressing a series of things, Liao Ge only took 10 minutes to get it all done.

Today, he specially picked out a light gray sweater with an off-white sweater, black jeans and pure white canvas shoes, and immediately pulled the 25-year-old "senior age" back to the beginning of the cross.

In fact, with Liao Muyang's casual personality, he doesn't care if he dresses like an old man as long as he is comfortable.

But isn't it necessary to send Lin Sheng to school today? It is necessary to look younger, otherwise, with Lin Sheng's already small baby face, it is not impossible to pull the seven-year-old age difference to double digits.

Brother Liao slumped on the sofa in the living room and waited for 5 minutes. He didn't hear the doorbell, nor did he see the message from Lin Sheng.

After thinking about it, I was only worried that it would be troublesome if Lin Sheng was wandering outside the door and was too embarrassed to disturb him.

Brother Liao simply got up and opened the door, ready to wait in the yard.

But it was also a coincidence that as soon as the door of this house opened, Liao Muyang saw Lin Sheng standing at the iron gate of the courtyard, hesitating whether to ring the doorbell.

Brother Liao pushed the back molars with the side of his tongue, thinking that he really knew this little guy, and luckily he thought of this as soon as possible.

In fact, Lin Sheng had just stood at the door for a minute. Just as he made up his mind to ring the doorbell, there was a sound of opening the door in the courtyard, and Liao Muyang's "I'm very young" attire was exposed in front of his eyes. .

Lin Sheng blinked his eyes and stared blankly for a while, until Liao Muyang was about to walk in front of him, Lin Sheng reacted, lowered his head slightly, and felt a little embarrassed because of his straightforward eyes just now.

But I have to say that Liao Muyang is just a walking human-shaped hanger. He looks good when he is not dressed up.

It's just that it used to be lazy and ruffian, but now it's clean and refreshing.

Liao Muyang opened the iron door and went out, then turned around and closed the iron door, then pulled out his hand to brush Lin Sheng's smooth black hair, and said while rubbing.

"Don't make yourself stand in the future, just ring the doorbell or make a phone call when you come, understand?"

Lin Sheng felt the palms stroking around his head, and thought of the scene he had been reminiscing over and over again last night, how could he have any other thoughts to respond to Liao Muyang's words, and nodded obediently.

Liao Muyang put one hand in the pocket of the sweater, rubbed Lin Sheng's head with the other, and waited until his whole body felt comfortable, then put his hand back, and said to Lin Sheng.

"Okay, let's go, don't be late."

Lin Sheng nodded his head as usual, and the two started walking side by side in the direction of No. [-] Middle School.

Although in this natural state, Brother Liao deliberately slowed down his pace, otherwise the height difference between the two would be two blocks away in a few minutes.

Although the old town is not as prosperous as the city center, it still has its own advantages.

Just like in the early morning, there is an endless stream of street vendors hawking, and the surrounding area is filled with fireworks, dispelling a bit of the stiff cold in winter.

Listening to the hawking, Lin Sheng suddenly remembered that he didn't make breakfast for Liao Muyang today, and he didn't know if Liao Muyang had breakfast.

Brother Liao thought of the same point as Lin Sheng.

"Shengzi, have you had breakfast?"

Lin Sheng was immersed in his own thoughts, and Liao Muyang's words fell into his ears, only leading him to subconsciously nod according to the facts.

Waiting for him to react slowly, he already saw Liao Muyang raising his eyebrows, with such an expression as expected.

"That's right. There's a pancake stand in front of me that I'm familiar with. It tastes good. The boss's stall looks clean too."

While talking, Liao Muyang took Lin Sheng's hand, and walked towards the booth he mentioned at a slightly faster speed.

It's just that as soon as Lin Sheng's hand was pulled into it by Brother Liao, Brother Liao couldn't help raising his eyebrows again.

Liao Muyang's body temperature was already slightly high like a stove, and Lin Sheng's body was cold and his hands and feet were cold all year round, not to mention the winter when his breath could turn into white smoke.

Brother Liao just thought it was a child chilling from the cold, so he just put the hand he was holding into his sweater pocket, and said while putting it in.

"Tsk, such a small one, I'm afraid you will be blown away by the wind."

Lin Sheng felt that Liao Muyang's dry and warm palms wrapped his cold hands completely, as if he had touched a hand warmer, and listening to Liao Muyang's slightly teasing words, his drooping head could not help but glow with warmth.

The pancake stand is not far away, and it took about five or six minutes to walk there.

Liao Muyang stood in front of the stall, looked at the ingredients in a circle, and asked Lin Sheng beside him.

"Sheng, do you eat all of these onions and coriander?"

Lin Sheng was never picky about food. Hearing Liao Muyang's words, he nodded his head to indicate what he should eat.

"What about the chili? Can you eat spicy food?"

No one in Lin Sheng's family knew how to eat spicy food, so Lin Sheng naturally developed the habit of not being able to eat spicy food since childhood, so he shook his head at Liao Muyang.

Brother Liao asked about Lin Sheng's habits, and skillfully reported the request to the boss.

"Uncle, here are two pancakes, you want everything, one is very spicy and the other is not spicy."

After saying this, Lin Sheng silently wrote down Liao Muyang's preferences in his heart. It turned out that he likes spicy food, and he likes very spicy, very spicy.

At the same time, Brother Liao also remembered Lin Sheng's habit of not eating spicy food.

Although Sheng Zai's admiration is a bit strange, it is not incomprehensible. This is the admiration of a person who doesn't touch spicy food to a person who loves spicy food like drinking water, because his tongue has lost his sense of taste.

The boss has many years of experience in pancakes, and his hands are very fast. Within 2 minutes, two delicious pancakes were handed over to Liao Muyang.

Brother Liao touched the extremely hot pancakes through the bag, looked at Lin Sheng's exposed right hand out of the corner of his eye, thought for a while, and then spoke to the boss.

"Uncle, bring me another bottle of hot milk, the sweet one."

"Okay, here, a total of 20."

"Okay, here we go."

"Got it."

Brother Liao took the hot milk from the boss, let go of Lin Sheng's hand temporarily, took out his mobile phone and paid for it.

Then he put the sweet milk that was just oozing warm through the bottle into the straw, and handed it to Lin Sheng's right hand.

Lin Sheng looked at the movement of Liao Muyang's hand, and quickly raised his hand to take the sweet milk. The warm temperature immediately covered the cold palm. Although it was not as warm as Liao Muyang's palm, it also dispelled a bit of the cold. .

After Brother Liao finished these, he pinched Lin Sheng's left hand and put it back in his pocket, and continued on the road with two pancakes in his left hand.

Lin Sheng was in a daze while holding the hot milk.

He belatedly remembered that Liao Muyang paid for the shopping, and he should have given it to him, but he didn't have any pocket money on him.

This kind of self-belief made Lin Sheng feel uncomfortable everywhere.

He always thought that he couldn't take advantage of Liao Muyang, after all, Liao Muyang had already taken good care of him.

Liao Muyang looked at Lin Sheng who was holding the milk all the way, but didn't take a sip in a daze, thinking that it shouldn't be, don't children like to drink sweet milk very much.

But Brother Liao is Brother Liao after all, after thinking for a moment, he figured out Lin Sheng's little thoughts thoroughly.

"Sheng, after eating my pancakes, I want to be my little cook to pay off my debts. I want to eat porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat tomorrow morning."

Hearing Liao Muyang calling him, Lin Sheng immediately raised his head, and after listening to the words behind him, Lin Sheng thought about it, and indirectly understood what Liao Muyang meant.

The mood in my heart that I was eating free food and taking advantage of it also calmed down a little, but this face still lowered shyly because of the word "Little Cook".

Brother Liao watched the child return to a soft and cute state, looked away, smiled with only his canine teeth, and then told him.

"Okay, don't be in a daze. If you don't drink the milk, it will be cold. Drink it quickly."

Listening to Liao Muyang's words, Lin Sheng immediately turned his thoughts back to his favorite sweet milk, and squeezed the transparent straw between his lips.

Liao Muyang lowered his gaze, watching the transparent straw poured with milk continuously, and no longer worried that Lin Sheng would get hungry if he didn't eat, he always drank first to fill his stomach.

As for the pancakes in my hands, they are indeed too hot. The heat can be dissipated during the walk to school, and it is just right for the children to hold them and eat them.