Reserved food, he has cubs

Originally following He Chen's words, Ming Yi lay down and was about to rest, but upon hearing Xi Zhu's words, he hurriedly sat up: "What's wrong with He Chen?"

Xi Zhu seemed to have been startled into a semi-demented state, and said incoherently: "It's burned..."

Ming Yi was very aggressive towards the word "burning", his eyes widened immediately, his heart beat two beats faster, and he said anxiously: "He Chen??"

With that said, he got up from the bed and rushed out barefoot.

"Hey!!" Xi Zhu came to his senses and hurriedly called him, "It wasn't He Chen who burned it, it was he who set the stage on fire!!"

But it shouted too late, Mingyi had already run downstairs.

Xizhu had no choice but to give up, but it still didn't recover: "Just, burn it? I watched the drama there for 100 years..."

It still remembers that when he was just born with wisdom, He Chen was not very old, and he wandered around the house every day.

If you look at the age of the monster, he was too young at that time, he was still a child, and he was far less calm than he is now.He seems to have been doing things every day, writing poems and paintings, playing the piano and making tea. He is so elegant that he never stops for a moment.

But Xizhu somehow feels that he always looks lonely.When he does everything, his eyes are empty.

Only when listening to the opera, the house will be a little more lively.

Xizhu has stayed in every building before, and at that time it liked to be held in He Chen's hands and take him to the theater with him.

When he is in a good mood, He Chen will hold the piano and occasionally make some harmony.The puppet on the stage lowered its eyebrows and looked back, revealing a pair of eyes on the gold-painted fan, looking at He Chen.When He Chen meets its gaze, he will also pluck the strings to respond, as if he is a confidant.

For many years afterwards, they came here like this.

Unexpectedly, He Chen would burn down the stage one day...

The fire was burning extremely well, and when Mingyi ran over, the stage was almost burnt down, leaving only the stone base.The originally exquisite buildings with carved beams and painted buildings have now been burned, and all of them have been turned into fly ash.

And He Chen was standing on the shore across the water from the stage, with his hands down, looking at that place indifferently, as if it had nothing to do with him, his eyes were blazing with flames.

He Chen took off his coat to Ming Yi earlier, but he hasn't put it on until now. He only has a white inner coat on his body.He seldom wears white, but he has a bookish look. He looks very handsome and handsome when he faces the water.

The white underclothes was also dyed by the flames, glowing a bright orange-yellow.Even though the pool of water was separated from the fire, He Chen looked as if he was still burning.

Mingyi ran over uncontrollably and hugged He Chen tightly, as if he was afraid that if he was a step too late, this person would disappear into the fire.

He Chen's body stiffened for a moment.

Both of them are dressed in thin clothes, hugging each other like this, they can even feel the warmth of each other's body.

The small body of the food reserve flung itself in his arms, thin and thin, and the meat that was finally raised was very little, but it was very soft.

Hugged in my arms, very docile and practical.

It seemed that his embrace was born without such a person.

Mingyi slowly came back to his senses, happy and a little scared: "He Chen, you're fine! It's fine..."

"En." After a while, He Chen slowly responded.

Neither of them moved.The crackling sound of burning wood came over, making the place completely quiet.

After a long time, Mingyi let go of He Chen, scratched his head in embarrassment, and looked towards the stage: "He Chen, why did you burn it?"

He Chen's face darkened: "That hanging silk puppet...it killed you. It's no longer here, but this place is its origin. If it burns here, it won't have much breath left."

Mingyi thought for a while before he remembered the play he had seen here that day.Hanging silk puppet... Is that the beautiful and delicate person on the stage?

It turns out that he is also a monster...but why did he push himself...?

He Chen stretched out his hand, and gently stroked Mingyi's hair: "I won't let it go."

Mingyi was touched by him like this, but Koi's words suddenly appeared in his mind: "He also likes to cling to you..." and "For so many years, I have never seen a person treated like this by him. Who do you like?"

Mingyi blinked: It seems... right?Should I really stick to He Chen?Will He Chen feel better?

Ming Yi was struggling seriously, but suddenly his body swayed, and he was immediately hugged.

He Chen frowned again: "Why don't you wear shoes?" His expression was ugly, but his tone was soft, without any hint of blame.

This tone made Ming Yi think of his mother.I remember one time, my younger brother ran out to play wildly in the rain, and sneezed several times when he came back.At that time, my mother scolded him in such a tone. The husband said, this is not to blame, this is called...

Distressed.

Thinking of this, Ming Yi looked at He Chen's frowning expression, not only did he not feel scared at all, but he felt even more cordial.He couldn't help stretching out his hand, and stroked He Chen's brow carefully, trying to smooth it out.

He Chen paused for a moment, and his expression was almost blank for a moment.Then, he resumed his usual calm look, but his brows were also loosened.

When he was about to return to the small building, Mingyi heard He Chen whisper, "I'm not angry."

Mingyi looked at him, smiling brows and eyes: "I know."

He Chen glanced at him and stopped talking.

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After that, He Chen began to ask Ming Yi to drink a strange soup.The thing tasted bitter, and had an indescribably strange smell.

Ming Yi took a sip and resisted very much: "He Chen, what is this..."

He Chen took the bowl and pinched Mingyi's chin: "Swallow it. This is... Anshen soup, which can cure your strange illness at night. Drink more, and you can sleep well at night."

Mingyi was coerced by pinching his chin, so he had no choice but to swallow, with a grim expression on his face.He usually can't taste much when eating other things, but eating this... how can it be so bitter...

The bitterness seemed to penetrate his insensitive taste buds and reach the bottom of his heart.He has never eaten such an unpalatable food in his life!

He Chen took out a handkerchief out of nowhere, and gently wiped off the medicine juice left on the corners of Mingyi's lips.He lowered his eyelashes, not knowing where to look, as if lost in thought for a while.

After a while, He Chen asked, "Is it really that bad?"

Mingyi nodded vigorously.

He Chen was silent, and comforted: "I will find a way."

After a period of time, He Chen seemed to be busy, and he was not even in the house from time to time.Even Xi Zhu was surprised: "In all these years, I have never seen He Chen go out so frequently..."

Mingyi couldn't find him several times, and was at a loss: "What is He Chen doing?"

Xi Zhu wondered: "Don't you have to ask yourself?"

"ask me?"

"No," Xi Candle flickered, "I understand that every time He Chen acts unreasonably, it's because of you. Think about what I said, isn't it true?"

Mingyi let out an "oh", feeling that He Chen has always been like this.He Chen has always been a kind person who treats him very well, so he hasn't changed.

But it didn't take long for He Chen to stop going out, and the soup he brought to Mingyi turned out to be much better.

Ming Yi tasted the new version of Anshen Soup, smacked his lips, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It's delicious! It's so sweet."

It was really sweet, and Mingyi could actually taste this wonderful sweetness.It was the first time he had such an experience, and he couldn't help but smile happily.

He Chen looked at his smiling face, stretched out his hand uncontrollably, and gently wiped Mingyi's lips with his thumb.

Then, he slowly brought the finger that had been dipped in the concoction on the corner of Mingyi's lips to his lips, and took a sip.