Toffee Master

Tang Ye and Yang Xingyu ate a box of seafood fried rice and five small cakes against the cold wind in early winter.

"Drink some hot water, or your stomach will hurt at night."

Yang Xingyu brought out two cups of hot water from his rented house, and shared a cup with Tang Ye.

Tang Ye held the water glass in both hands, and the white hot air floated in the air, wet the tip of his nose and eyelashes all the way.

He blew lightly into the water glass, and only took a sip when he felt that the water temperature was about the same.

"Brother Yu."

"What's the matter?" Yang Xingyu became much wilder, swishing the water glass twice, taking a big gulp, and exhaled after drinking, forming a white breath in the air.

"Didn't your rental house expire a long time ago?" Tang Ye asked with a smile.

Yang Xingyu's whole body froze, his first reaction was that it's coming, this problem finally came!

He swallowed twice trying to delay time, quickly organized the language in his mind, and tried to recall the most convincing one from the 130 or so excuses he had just given.

"Uh... it's indeed due long ago."

Yang Xingyu scratched his cheek subconsciously, and avoided Tang Ye, looking downstairs.

Tang Ye dragged his cheeks, wanting to hear what nonsense he could make up, since he knew that Yang Xingyu had returned to his rental house, he knew that Yang Xingyu's previous words were lying to him.

But for what purpose, he was not sure.

Tang Ye felt that Yang Xingyu was moving here to live with him, but he was afraid that he would think too much and be too sentimental.

Yang Xingyu noticed his straight gaze from the corner of his eye, feeling uncomfortable all over his body, and a layer of hot sweat broke out on his forehead and back.

"Didn't I live here for a long time before, and I have a friendship with the landlord."

Yang Xingyu tugged at his collar and fanned the wind, thinking that he would feel hot in such a cold day?

"At that time, the landlord didn't want to rent out the house anymore because his son was going to use it for his wedding, but then his son changed his mind and wanted to buy a new house as a wedding house. Now it's the off-season for renting houses, so the house just became vacant."

"Oh~ You've rented it back again?" Tang Ye asked in a drawn out voice.

Yang Xingyu reacted quickly, if he rented it out, would Xiaotangzhi let him move back?

"No, no."

As soon as this idea appeared, he denied it without hesitation.

Tang Ye raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

"Is such that!"

Yang Xingyu turned his head, and the moment his eyes touched Tang Ye, he flicked away, "The landlord thought it was not good to kick me out halfway, so he said that he can let me live here temporarily before he rents out again."

"But, after all, I didn't give you money, and it's not good to be so cheeky and live here all the time, so I've been living with you, this emergency..."

"Brother Yu, you are right."

Tang Ye nodded solemnly.

In fact he was dying of laughter, his stomach was cramping trying to hold back the laughter.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xingyu's lying skills are quite good, at least from the beginning to the end, which is barely acceptable.

"You believe me?"

He was so happy, but Yang Xingyu was stunned, he still had a lot of excuses for Xiaotangzhi to continue living with him.

Tang Ye nodded: "Of course, you are my brother Yu, I don't believe who you believe."

To be precise, it should be that he believed that Yang Xingyu would not hurt him no matter what he did.

Yang Xingyu was a little moved, and his conscience ached.

Xiao Tangzhi believed in him so much, but he...

Tang Ye looked at him amusedly, tiptoed and touched his head lightly: "Xing Xingyu thank you for helping me celebrate my birthday, I am very happy."

"When my parents go back, I will pick you up."

"it is good."

Yang Xingyu naturally lowered his head so that he could touch his head, as well-behaved as a big dog.

Tang Ye thought it was cute, so he rubbed it hard twice, and the two said good night to each other and went back to their respective homes.

Holding an empty cake box and two cake cups, he sneaked into the room without a sound. As soon as he reached the living room, the door of his parents' bedroom was opened.

Tang Ye was startled, and subconsciously hid the things in his hands behind his back.

Tang Huihong was also frightened. He swallowed half of his yawn, and his drowsiness disappeared. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, stared at Tang Ye who was standing upright in the living room, and said angrily, "It's the middle of the night. What are you doing if you don't sleep? Pretending to be a zombie!"

"I'm thirsty, get up to drink water." Tang Ye picked up the water glass on the coffee table and walked two steps sideways.

"Drink less, so as not to swell into a piglet tomorrow." Tang Huihong yawned again, and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

Tang Ye gave a perfunctory hum, and quickly went back to his bedroom.

He wiped the cake cup with a wet paper towel and put it on the table to look at it for a long time before going to wash and sleep. The corners of his mouth were always upturned when he was dreaming.

Tang Huihong and Li Nianhua cook for Tang Ye in different ways every day. Every time before the meal, he secretly takes out some and puts them in a fresh-keeping box, and then puts them on the balcony. Yang Xingyu will find the right time to take them back later.

This sneaky behavior was somewhat inexplicable, but Tang Ye and Yang Xingyu never tired of it.

The Tang family didn't live for long, and they went back two days later. Tang Ye was still a little bit reluctant to part with them.

"If you're not willing to go back with us," Li Nianhua said.

Tang Ye hugged her arm, bent down and put his head on her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Change school again?"

"It's fine if you don't transfer. I'll tell you, Aunt Wang, you go home to study, and come back for the mid-term and final exams."

Tang Ye chuckled: "Forget it, isn't this just being special, Aunt Wang is so difficult to do."

"Isn't it because you transferred from the second year of high school to do something special? Anyway, you did it once, and then..."

Li Nianhua wanted to persuade Tang Ye again, but Tang Huihong clicked his tongue in disbelief: "You've spoiled him!"

He turned his head to look at Tang Ye and said, "Come to Changqing to go to school is the result of your crying and begging. Your mother and I have told you about the disadvantages. It's because you don't believe in evil. Now that you have come, No matter what, you must continue to learn and learn to be responsible for your own choices."

Li Nianhua gave him a blank look, but did not refute.

"Understood, I won't go home halfway."

Tang Ye raised her head with a smile, "You two, be careful on the way back, and call me when you get home."

Seeing him so happy, Tang Huihong felt uncomfortable instead. He looked Tang Ye up and down, and patted him on the shoulder: "I have already made insulation measures for the pots on the balcony, and they will bear fruit after a while."

Tang Ye's smile got bigger, and he hugged his parents without flinching: "Thank you, Mom and Dad. I'll go back to see you after the holiday."

Li Nianhua's eyes were a little red, and Tang Huihong rubbed Tang Ye's back vigorously.

A family of three walked out with a big suitcase, and Tang Ye watched her parents get into a taxi before riding a small eDonkey to school.

It was not too early at this time, and there were only 5 minutes left before the start of morning self-study.

Yang Xingyu had already arrived in class, and was sleeping soundly on the table.

Tang Ye gently pulled his chair away, trying not to wake him up, but as soon as he sat down, the other party's eyelids moved, and then opened his eyes.

"coming?"

Yang Xingyu's voice was still nasal.

Tang Ye hummed, seeing his half-closed eyelashes fluttering because he thought it was amused, so he touched it lightly with his fingertips.

The itchy feeling spread along the eyelashes to the eyelids, and finally extended upwards. Yang Xingyu only felt his scalp go numb, and his drowsiness dissipated immediately.

He coughed hard, tried to pretend nothing happened, and slowly sat up. He took out two quicksand bags from the belly of the table, pushed them to the Tang page and said, "When I was shopping for breakfast today, I found out that a new restaurant has opened. Shop early, quicksand bags taste good, so I left two for you."

Although Tang Ye had breakfast, the two quicksand bags did not affect him at all.

He took a bite of the soft skin, and the sweet taste of milk entered his mouth instantly from the inside of the bun, and the quicksand had a fine grainy feel.

Yang Xingyu saw his eyes brighten and smiled: "I know you like to eat."

Tang Ye's cheeks were bulging and he couldn't speak, his eyes narrowed into crescents.

Yang Xingyu watched him finish eating before handing over a bottle of warm sweet milk.

Tang Ye took it and took a big mouthful: "It's delicious! Thank you Brother Yu!"

As he spoke, he took out a handful of toffee from his pocket and stuffed it into Yang Xingyu's pocket, "Return the gift."

Yang Xingyu peeled off a candy and threw it into his mouth.

Tang Ye tilted his body, leaned close to him and whispered, "Brother Yu."

"what happened?"

"My parents went back this morning, you can come back to stay at night."

Yang Xingyu almost choked when he heard the words, there was nothing wrong with the words themselves, the key was that Xiaotangzhi's posture and voice when he said these words seemed to be something indecent.

His ears were hot, he didn't dare to look at Tang Ye, and said vaguely: "Okay, okay."

"I'll help you move things." Seeing his shy and uncomfortable appearance, Tang Ye snickered inwardly, and his depressed mood after sending his parents back in the morning improved a lot.

Wang Zhuqi, who was in the distance, shook his head when he saw the interaction between the two. His mighty and brave Brother Yu has already been manipulated by Tang Ye.

The lives of the two returned to the way they were before.

However, on the way to school, the two temporarily abandoned their cute little e-Donkey, because winter is approaching and the temperature is getting lower and lower. Just riding the little e-Donkey on the way from home to school can freeze a person to death.

As a result, they have to get up 15 minutes earlier every day.

Compared with losing 15 minutes of sleep, Tang Ye actually wanted to choose to be frozen, but Yang Xingyu disagreed, and even threatened him that he would be three years old in one winter because he would be cut in the face by the cold wind every day.

Although Tang Ye didn't care, but he couldn't refuse Yang Xingyu, so he had to endure sleepiness to get up early and walk to school.

He felt weak every morning. He half-closed his eyes when he walked, put his hands in his pockets, and wished that his entire face would be tucked into the scarf.

Yang Xingyu thought it was funny, the journey to school that he always hated was much easier.

Neither of them mentioned what happened to Zheng Mai before.

Yang Xingyu is still in charge of feeding and studying from the little candy paper every day.

He always felt that the relationship between himself and Tang Ye didn't seem to have changed, but it seemed to have changed again, and the two got along more comfortably.

Time passed and this semester came to an end. Under Yang Xingyu's supervision, Tang Ye achieved good results in the final exam. Although it was still partial, at least he passed the English subjects.

"Are uncles and aunts coming to pick you up in the afternoon?"

Yang Xingyu stood at the door wearing a thick down jacket, the tip of his nose was already sweating from the heat.

Tang Ye pushed the packed suitcase over, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and nodded, "Yeah."

He took out a piece of paper, and wiped the sweat off Yang Xingyu's nose casually: "Are you going to go or not, wearing such thick clothes inside the room, it will be hot to death in a while."

Yang Xingyu took the paper in his hand, and said dissatisfied: "Do you really want me to go, the next time we meet, it will be the Chinese New Year."

If Xiaotangzhi lived nearby, he would often find him out to play during the winter vacation, but Xiaotangzhi's home was not close.

Tang Ye shook the phone: "I promise I will contact you every day."

Yang Xingyu suddenly felt ashamed of his sticky appearance, he pushed open the door and stepped out with one foot: "Then I'm leaving, send me a message when you get home."

"Know it."

Tang Ye smiled. He was also reluctant to part with Yang Xingyu, but what could he do? He couldn't put the person in his pocket when he got smaller. Fortunately, he could video now.

He took out a handful of toffee and stuffed it into Yang Xingyu's hands, "Happy New Year Xingxingyu."

"Not yet."

Yang Xingyu said so, but the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

His eyes quickly swept over Tang Ye's face, and he said softly, "Tang Tang Ye is also happy."