Is your best friend also a handsome white-haired guy with no face?

AM7: 00

Xia Youjie woke up from his sleep.

He opened his eyes from a light sleep, and found that the light golden sunlight in the morning had cast through the gaps in the thin curtains and hit the ground and the bed, creating a crease between the two.

The time is just right.

Xia Youjie was lying on the bed, looking sideways at the sleeping face of his lover who was hugging his waist. 28-year-old Gojo Satoru, when he fell asleep without speaking, his face was too beautiful. Under the double filter of Xiguang's natural filter and Xia Youjie's lover filter, he looked more like any famous artwork true angel.

Xia Youjie silently admired the sleeping face of the white-haired lover for a while.The snow-colored broken hair scattered on the smooth and full forehead almost blended with the white pillow.The eyelash feathers of the same color tremble slightly in sleep, casting thick shadows under the eyelids, and the plump lips have returned to a light color that wants to be kissed after a night.If you don't look at the mottled marks on the neck and chest that are not completely covered by the bedding, it is still very pure.

After quietly admiring Wujo Wujo's face in his deep sleep in the morning for a few minutes, Xia Youjie endured the urge to place a light kiss on his lips or forehead, and carefully pressed a few strands of himself under the After Gojo Satoru pulled out the hair under his shoulders, he got off the bed softly, and went to the bathroom of the college dormitory to wash up.

His footsteps were almost silent, and there was no sound when he closed the bathroom door.

Gojo Satoru came back very late yesterday. After a busy day, he spent several hours in bed with his energetic boyfriend and needed to catch up on sleep.

Not to mention others, Xia Youjie was reluctant to wake him up anyway.

AM7: 30

Xia Youjie finished washing, tied up his hair, changed into Gojo Wu's teacher's uniform, left the bedroom door, and headed towards the kitchen.

The canteen of the college is not far from here, it is a small kitchen inside the college, because the number of students has been small over the years, it has always maintained a semi-self-service and half-self-catering scale, and there is no big change before Xia Youjie left, at most It's just that the old kitchen utensils have been replaced with newer styles, and the refrigerator has become bigger.

Xia Youjie opened the refrigerator door familiarly, and checked the ingredients in it before.

Four eggs were used up, half a piece of ginger was missing, a pile of pork was missing, and there were all sorts of fine ingredients.Xia Youjie did the math, and probably guessed that when he stayed in the dormitory reading yesterday afternoon, the first and second grades probably came to eat hot pot, so some ingredients were used up.Xia Youjie didn't pay too much attention, anyway, he used Wujou's money to supplement the ingredients (and with Wujou's character, he didn't care if his students ate them), but checked whether there were any condiments— — If it is not enough to finish breakfast, he will send Mana Spirit to purchase now, and then do other preparations, and it should be done before Gojo Satoru wakes up.

He was checking the remaining amount of mirin and miso when he heard a shout from behind, the clear and energetic voice of a young man:

"Teacher Xia You!"

In the entire Tokyo high school, there are only a handful of people who can call him in this tone and tone.

Xia Youjie held onto the refrigerator door and turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Youren Knotabagi waving to him.The pink-haired boy had a bright smile, and beside him was a black-haired boy who looked at him from the side with no expression on his face. It was Fu Heihui.

Both of them were wearing loose and simple sportswear, and there was still steaming heat on their bodies after exercising. They should have just returned from a morning jog meeting.

"Student Youren." Xia Youjie nodded.He is not very familiar with Knotweed these days, but his way of calling people is basically the same as that of Gojo Satoru.The black-haired man had a friendly and warm smile on his face, and he greeted unhurriedly, "And Hui, good morning. Did you just come back from your morning run?"

"Yes! I made an appointment with Fuhei to exercise together!" Yuzuki Yuren grinned, with a hearty smile on his face, and then looked at the open refrigerator at Xia Youjie's side, as if suddenly remembering something, hurriedly Raising the bag in his hand, he changed the subject, "I used a lot of ingredients when I had dinner with my seniors yesterday afternoon. They were all bought by Mr. Xia You, right? Fu Hei and I went down the mountain to buy them this morning. some ingredients to fill the freezer!"

Xia Youjie took the full and heavy bag stuffed by the pink-haired boy, opened it, and found that there were all condiments and ingredients, and all the used things were well bought, and there were some that looked fresher Good quality fresh ingredients, far more than what is used.

Xia Youjie then looked at the round eggs in the bag, and while reaching out to put the ingredients into the refrigerator by category, and some on the counter for processing, he smiled and asked the two of them if they wanted to stay for breakfast.

AM8: 10

Xia Youjie fried two tamagoyaki with completely different tastes.

One taste is sweeter. In addition to seasoning with seaweed to add a little saltiness, a lot of honey is put in, and cheese is rolled on each layer, and sweet salad dressing is topped at the end.One taste is salty, seasoned with bonito flakes and mirin, and seaweed is indispensable. To add a crispy taste, peanuts and sesame seeds are added, and healthy shredded cabbage is added.

Knotaba Yuhito, who volunteered to help him handle the ingredients, watched his movements and sighed:

"Mr. Xia You is so skillful in rolling egg skins, and the control of the heat is also very good."

Knotweed, who has lived with his grandfather since childhood and is very skilled in cooking, knows that in a high-heat frying pan, it is very difficult to make the egg skin coagulate, roll up properly, and not be pierced by chopsticks to ensure its appearance. Tough stuff, not to mention controlling the doneness of the ingredients wrapped inside.Making Tamagoyaki is not a simple job.

"I used to make it for my family." Xia Youjie smiled and said nonchalantly, "Mimiko Nanako likes it too."

Yuzu Yujin seemed to have thought of something, his expression froze for a moment, he opened his mouth, a little hesitant, he was pulled by Fu Heihui's sleeves, and then he came back to his senses, turned around and apologized to his black-haired companion standing on the other side Smiling, he met the dark blue eyes of the black-haired boy who implied a warning.

Fu Heihui glanced at him, and said plainly that Mr. Wutiao might be waking up soon, and that the knotweed, don't be distracted when dealing with Kumbu.

Kunzhang Yuren scratched his head, obeyed his words, and began to concentrate on handling the ingredients.

Xia Youjie didn't seem to notice anything, he just lowered his eyes and pinched the fresh mackerel with his fingers to check whether it was properly marinated.

AM8: 20

When Kizaki Wild Rose was called by a text message from Yuzu Yujin, several pieces of mackerel had been fried in Xia Youjie's pan. The unique aroma of seafood that makes your index finger move and your stomach warms in the air.

"Hey, why is this guy cooking?" Wild Qiangwei, who suspected that she hadn't woken up, rubbed her eyes, and her first reaction was to take out her mobile phone to take a photo with Knotweed, Fuhei, and Xia Youjie in front of the kitchen counter One, "Miss Maki saw this scene, I am afraid that the world will be destroyed."

Although the complaints were exaggerated, the little girl sat down at the dining table obediently. Seeing that they were busy, she helped to arrange the dishes and chopsticks, and filled the red ginger that Xia Youjie had marinated and put in the refrigerator before. The slices are placed in front of everyone's seats as side dishes.

Xia Youjie naturally wouldn't care about this little girl who was basically the same age as his adopted daughter.

He observed the doneness of the mackerel in the pot, skillfully turned it over with a spatula, sprinkled some condiments, and then signaled Yuzu Yujin, who had just cleaned up the ingredients and washed his hands, to make a call for him.

The phone was connected after a long beep, and a somewhat tired and hoarse female voice sounded from the other end:

"This is the family. What's the matter?"

"Glass." Xia Youjie easily picked up the frying pan from the stove, began to use a spatula to divide the mackerel into long white porcelain plates, and asked at the same time, "Do you want to have breakfast? "

"...I said why are you calling." Jiarui Zhizi was silent on the other end of the phone for a while, and then there was the slight sound of lifting the quilt and stepping on slippers and walking, and at the same time, there were women's words, " Have you prepared breakfast? You left Wutiao last night, right? Congratulate him on finally having a rest day for me."

"I'll tell you."

Xia Youjie replied with a smile, that smile that always looked fake looked a lot more real at this moment.

"The location is in the cafeteria?" Jia Ruyan didn't talk nonsense, and answered simply, "I'll be here right away."

Xia Youjie then motioned for Yu Zhang Youren to hang up the phone, and then continued to work on his own affairs.

The first-year trio who had nothing to do for the time being looked at each other in blank silence.

They never saw the home doctor in the morning, but more often in the early morning and late at night.

Reminiscent of what they had seen and heard on the Shibuya battlefield before, Knotaba Yuhito and Nagasaki Wild Rose began to wink at Megumi Fukuro:

The three of them are really students of the same grade!Seems to be on good terms...

It seems that today we can get a glimpse of the mysterious relationship between OBs!

Fu Heihui, who was sandwiched between them, had a cool face, a little tired, but he was already used to the disconnection of these two.He only hoped that Wutiao Wutiao would come sooner, so that they could have breakfast earlier.

He still likes the sliced ​​ginger that Xia Youjie keeps in the refrigerator.

AM8: 30

Gojo Satoru finally arrived long overdue.

The white-haired young man just put on a loose-fitting T-shirt and black shorts casually. He came out with a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. He swayed three steps at a time. He seemed to be still asleep. The ambiguous traces of intentions showed that the teacher's character was bad, and Fu Heihui, the only one who noticed it, had his eyelids twitching.

But Gojo Wu didn't pay attention at all, wandered over with sleepy eyes, hung on Xia Youjie's body from behind, his hair rubbed against the man's neck, kissed his side face dimly to say good morning, and then Resting his chin on his shoulder, he asked what he had burned.

Xia Youjie, who was harassed by such a big 1.9-meter cat hanging on his body, kept his hands still and his face unchanged, temporarily won the respect of all the other people present.

Of course, this respect completely disappeared when Xia Youjie lifted the lid of the pot to see how hot the miso soup was, then closed the lid and turned to low heat, and kissed Gojo Satoru with a good morning kiss. no trace.

"Wait for Nitzi, she's still on her way." Xia Youjie said with a smile, "Today I made thick egg yakiniku which Wu likes to eat."

Gojo Satoru's clear-sky blue eyes lit up behind the sunglasses that slid down the bridge of his nose.