living in the pocket of a nemesis

In fact, Ye Tang's childhood memories are lacklustre.

As far as I can remember, it seems to be related to music, and there are very few other entertainment activities. It's not that his parents don't let him, it's because he really doesn't have any entertainment activities that are of great interest to him.And because there are too few children where he lives, he once thought that all children were similar to him.

Later, when I was a little older, I had playmates like Sheng Jia, and occasionally met some girls.

He has no interest in playing house.

But he didn't expect to have such a wonderful opportunity after he was 20 years old.

Ye Tang is now sitting in the corner of the dessert shop in the shopping mall, with a small piece of peach mousse in front of him. He has a sullen face and refuses to eat it, contending with Fu Linfeng.

"I don't want it." He smelled the sweet aroma of peaches and butter from the tip of his nose, and kept himself unmoved with a sullen expression.

If you eat it, it means you have compromised with Fu Linfeng!

They sat sideways, and the chairs beside them were piled with several shopping bags, enough to cover Ye Tang's figure. From other places, it seemed that Fu Linfeng was sitting and resting in the store alone.

Fu Linfeng sat opposite him and took a leisurely sip of tea: "Listen to my explanation, I am looking for something for you to do, and I don't mean to force you to do housework."

"You just mentioned practicing cooking!"

"It's not about cooking, I'll just relieve your boredom. After all, you have too few activities all day long." Fu Linfeng looked at him and said, "I've been too busy with work recently and I can't take care of you. What if someday? Accident, what if I can't take care of it outside?"

"Ah?" Ye Tang's face froze, he didn't notice the intentional flaws in the other party's words, and he even felt a little embarrassed, "No... not so good? After all, I have always been the one to trouble you."

Fu Linfeng lowered his eyes and said naturally: "It's okay, no trouble."

"And you're just playing for fun," he said persuasively. "It's a field that I've never been involved in anyway. It would be great if I could have new inspiration."

"No way!" Speaking of which, Ye Tang protested, "I'll still do it!"

Fu Linfeng was surprised this time, and he paused for a while, waiting for Ye Tang to finish speaking.

"I have stayed abroad for five years..." Ye Tang frowned and said, "I still have basic life skills."

He didn't have much novelty about going abroad. He didn't let his parents come with him when he went abroad, and he was completely tired of the food in less than a month, let alone those Chinese restaurants with unbelievable menus.

His stomach is delicate, and once he smelled something he didn't like, he would retch, and he couldn't eat anything, and he felt like a wandering spirit all day except for class.

At that time, he was only 15 years old, and every morning before going to the piano room, he could still muster up the courage to say that he was pursuing his musical ideals. When he came back in the afternoon or evening, he was on the verge of collapse every time. He was homesick and afraid of his parents. Worried that he would not be able to eat at the same time, he curled up in the quilt before going to bed, and wiped his tears silently with his fingers that played the piano smoothly and neatly during the day.

Fortunately, he didn't lose his temper all the time. After a while, he began to try to make something to fill his stomach. Although it was the simplest steamed vegetables or fried rice, he could eat it anyway.

"But I didn't do it for too long. Later, my mother asked the aunt at home to take care of me, so I didn't touch it much," Ye Tang said with a guilty conscience, "Although I only do the simplest things, I'm not as good as you. ..."

When he said this, he didn't mean to complain, and he didn't feel sorry for himself, but he was simply describing an experience.

It's just that after he finished speaking, Ye Tang found that the other party seemed to be silent all the time, and only then did he realize that after he opened his mouth to talk about the past, the other party did not speak.

As soon as he raised his head apprehensively, he bumped into the deep eyes of the other party.

He seems to have been looking at himself since just now, but the expression now is a bit strange, not as calm as when he was bargaining with him before, his lips are slightly pursed, and his eyes have been falling on himself——It’s not right, it seems to be too It doesn't have to be on me, it seems that if I want to use a little more force, I can see through the current Ye Tang what he said just now, when I was abroad.

Such an expression was not handsome enough, but he actually felt familiar.

Just like...Ye Tang thought, like when he suddenly became smaller again, what did he look like when he came to find him?

"But what you said makes sense." Ye Tang only now began to think about the reasons Fu Linfeng said before, and even convinced himself, "It's okay, in case there is really some new inspiration..."

"Ye Tang."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Linfeng interrupted him suddenly.

"You..." Fu Linfeng seldom showed any hesitation, but he hesitated for a long time before continuing.

The last thing she said was: "Then, when did your aunt go there?"

"It was almost a year ago," Ye Tang recalled, and he became happy again when he said this. "Auntie's craftsmanship is really good. From now on, I don't need to add salt or sugar. I will be in a daze for a long time."

After finishing speaking, he saw Fu Linfeng purse his lips slightly again, but he didn't speak any more.

"Look at it for me, I'm going to eat the cake." Originally, he didn't eat the cake in front of him to disobey Fu Linfeng, but now he decided to accept it, and the previous game no longer existed.

Because there were no tableware outside, Ye Tang could only use his hands directly. The mousse was cold, and if he took too large a piece, it would melt after touching the body temperature, so he finally chose to stick a little bit of it with his fingers. eat.

When Ye Tang ate, he would be very serious and would not speak. When he finally finished dealing with the small piece of cake in front of him, his hands were already covered with the fresh peach smell, and his fingers were still sticky when they rubbed together.

He heard a sigh above his head.

Fu Linfeng took out a wet tissue as usual, and said to Ye Tang: "Come here."

"Wipe your hands."

After speaking, he unpacked the package, grabbed Ye Tang's hands, and wiped them carefully one by one.

He was a little dazed.

Ye Tang once saw Fu Linfeng wipe Sansan's eyes, and the other party wagged his tail and wriggled in his arms. Fu Linfeng wiped the corners of Sansan's eyes with a pet wipe while comforting him, saying "be obedient" or "don't move!" ".

It was also like now, with a coaxing tone, helpless but gentle movements.

For a moment, Ye Tang thought vaguely, he suddenly felt that he was no different from Fu Linfeng's cat.

His thoughts were interrupted when Fu Linfeng called him.

"Ye Tang." The other party called again, and took it back after wiping his hands, but when Fu Linfeng lowered his head and threw the wet wipe into the trash can at his feet, he suddenly said something.

"sorry."

This sentence of sorry came abruptly, but Ye Tang suddenly understood from his eyes——

Fu Linfeng might be apologizing for what happened back then.

Because his eyes were too serious, Ye Tang almost unavoidably overlapped him at this moment with that at that time.

He was a little confused for a while, glanced at the person opposite him and then at himself now.

Finally he still showed a smile.

Ye Tang looked at Fu Linfeng with a smile, and suddenly he didn't plan to care about it, because time couldn't turn back anyway.

"It's nothing," he looked up at him, "we're all reconciled, aren't we?"

Of course, the end of the day was not without other episodes.

For example, Ye Tang completely changed his face after seeing such a thing as a pocket kitchen——

There is such a complete set of things!

Aren't these tableware more practical than those Barbie princesses? !

He completely forgot how he resolutely resisted half a day ago. After the two returned home, he didn't turn on the TV or anything else at all, and just nestled in the living room and started to show his skills.

The point is, he seems to only be able to "cook" himself.

Other things will not.

Fu Linfeng originally thought that Ye Tang would be able to play happily by himself for a long time, but he didn't expect Ye Tang to be interested, and even searched for recipes, but...

"How to change this knife? Will it be cut in hand, or can you cut it for me with a real big kitchen knife?"

"This potato has to be peeled! It's too big for me to hold, can you help me peel it and cut it into small pieces?"

"This fire is lit by candles! Quickly help me draw it!"

As a result, I came and went again and again, except for the need to use the kitchen utensils themselves, I basically didn't touch the rest.

When he finally poured a drop of oil into the pot with fear, he flicked it away nervously: "Will this oil splash!"

"Yes."

Fu Linfeng on the side bowed his head expressionlessly, and tied a small apron that he didn't know where to prevent Ye Tang from being splashed with oil, and said in a tone of lifting a rock to his own feet: "Otherwise, don't do it. Alright, let me play a musical for you."

"No! I'm serving!"

"..."