Toffee Master

"You, why are you here?"

As soon as Yang Xingyu opened his mouth, he found that his voice was different, even if it was nasal, his voice was still a little trembling.

"Eh? Brother Yu, what's wrong with you? Are you moved and crying?"

Tang Ye approached with a smile, all the cold air on his body rushed towards Yang Xingyu.

"Nonsense, nonsense! I am... this is frozen!"

Yang Xingyu dragged the person at the door in. "Yes, it's freezing. The heat in the house has been released. Come in quickly."

Tang Ye didn't refute, and walked in with all his strength. He knew through the video that Yang Xingyu had only one thought when he was in the rental house. This person might be thinking about himself, so he went back to the rental house during the winter vacation.

Once this idea was formed, Tang Ye became uncontrollably excited, trotted all the way back home, said hello to his parents, and came to the city.

After he entered the door, he threw the large backpack on his back onto the sofa, then he swayed, and then he also lay down on the sofa, and stretched vigorously: "It's still comfortable at home."

Yang Xingyu stared at him blankly, his head only resumed functioning at this time, and his rationality gradually recovered.

He squatted in front of Tang Ye, with a tenderness in his eyes that he didn't know.

He gently smoothed Tang Ye's messy hair: "Tang Tang Ye, why did you come here?"

The soft touch on the hair made Tang Ye feel relaxed all over. He half-closed his eyes and said, "Although you block it tightly, you still can't escape my big eyes."

He chuckled, and opened his eyes to see only Yang Xingyu: "Did you miss me?"

Yang Xingyu didn't expect to meet a straight ball head-on, and his careful thoughts were fully exposed. His eyes subconsciously avoided Tang Ye, but the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

The little candy paper came here specially for him, for him... Hehe.

Yang Xingyu smirked for a while, then thought of other things: "How did you come here in such a cold day? Did you ride a tractor? Originally, you left home to go to school, and you can get along with your uncles and aunts in just a few days during the winter vacation..."

"I take the high-speed rail."

Seeing that he was getting more and more guilty, Tang Ye quickly interrupted him and said, "I've already made an agreement with my parents. I will go out for a few days and go back a few years ago to celebrate the New Year with them."

"High-speed rail? Do you have high-speed rail?" Yang Xingyu was stunned for a moment.

"Hahaha, otherwise, Xingxing Yu, you think my house is so remote."

In his impression, it's really remote &...

Yang Xingyu scratched his head: "But when you came to report, didn't you work on tractors?"

"That's because my dad thinks the tractor is convenient and can carry all kinds of large luggage."

Tang Ye was about to die of laughter, especially when he saw Yang Xingyu's face full of question marks, "They didn't drive tractors into the city after that."

Yang Xingyu suddenly realized, that's right, he said that when Tang Ye's parents came last time, something was missing. There was no sign of a tractor in the parking space downstairs!

He was mistaken!

If he had known that he could take the high-speed rail, he would have gone to play with Xiaotangzhi long ago!

"I also brought homework for the winter vacation, let's solve it in the next few days!"

Tang Ye sat up, pulled his big backpack, and showed Yang Xingyu the various books inside, "Then I can play to my heart's content when I get home later, and I don't have to frantically make up my homework on the last night."

"You, doing homework is like killing you."

Yang Xingyu sighed, "You're tired after rushing here in the cold, so just sleep for a while. I'll go back and get my homework for the winter vacation, and I'll bring you some food by the way."

"Okay, but you have to eat the roasted sweet potatoes first."

Tang Ye opened the newspaper layer by layer, revealing a palm-sized sweet potato, and the sweet smell wafted out, "I baked this specially for you."

"Thank you."

Yang Xingyu took it with a smile. After peeling off the skin of the sweet potato, he took a big mouthful of the golden yellow sweet potato. It was soft and sweet, and the unique honey flavor of the sweet potato filled his mouth.

His eyes lit up, "It's delicious!"

Tang Ye shook his head happily: "Of course! After all, I baked it myself!"

"Our Tangtang Ye is really good, this craft can be put on the market, and it will definitely be sold out."

Tang Ye felt embarrassed when he heard the praise: "It's too exaggerated. In fact, the sweet potatoes from Uncle Yang's family are delicious. Anyone can roast them."

Yang Xingyu solved the roasted sweet potatoes in three mouthfuls, but he was still a little bit unsatisfied.

He licked his lips, wiped his hands with a wet tissue and patted Tang Ye's head: "Take a good rest, I'll be right back."

Tang Ye hummed obediently, stuffed him with a toffee, lay down on the sofa and covered him with a small blanket, and half-closed his eyes to feel sleepy.

Yang Xingyu glanced at him again before closing the door lightly and leaving.

When he was waiting for the elevator, he still couldn't believe it. The person he was thinking of was in the room behind him at this moment. If it wasn't for the toffee given by the small sugar paper in his mouth, he even felt that he was hallucinating.

Thinking of staying with Tang Ye for a few more days, Yang Xingyu's heart was about to jump out of excitement, and he could jump with brisk steps along the way.

His parents were not at home, so Yang Xingyu didn't even need to say hello, and rushed back after finishing his winter vacation homework.

Passing by the kitchen, he saw the freshly baked seafood and cheese baked rice. After thinking about it, he packed it up and took it away. He also bought a lot of snacks on the way.

When they returned to the rented house of the two, Tang Ye was still sleeping. Yang Xingyu was afraid to pass on the cold air on his body to him. After taking off his down jacket, he stood at the door for a while before walking slowly, opened the still warm baked rice, Dangling in front of Tang Ye's nose.

The fair-skinned boy sniffed, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Yang Xingyu covered his mouth and sniggered, trying so hard not to make a sound, his stomach was about to cramp.

Tang Ye clicked his mouth and said in a daze, "It smells so good..."

Yang Xingyu patted his cheek lightly: "Tang Tangye got up to eat, and if he sleeps any longer, he will suffer from insomnia at night."

Tang Ye's eyelashes twitched violently, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him in confusion, then shifted his gaze to the baked rice next to him, and suddenly chuckled: "The beauty is delicious, this dream is really good. "

Yang Xingyu gently pinched his cheek: "If I don't get up again, I will eat it by myself."

Tang Ye blinked, and then realized that he was not dreaming. He sat up with a grunt, and said with a flattering smile, "I woke up, please leave a small portion for me, Brother Yu."

"It's all for you." Yang Xingyu smiled, "Go wash your hands, I'll pour out the food."

Tang Ye nodded again and again, stood up quickly, and ran to wash his hands.

It was still early after the two of them finished dinner, Yang Xingyu wanted to drag Tang Ye to do winter vacation homework together.

Tang Ye shamelessly lay down on the sofa, hugged a pillow and said aggrievedly: "Ah! Brother Yu is so cruel, I have come all the way here, I am so tired, and you still want to torture me the spirit of!"

After finishing speaking, he pretended to cry.

Yang Xingyu had nothing to do with him, he grabbed his wrist and pulled him up: "Okay, don't cry, the acting is too fake."

Tang Ye peeked at him with one eye, and continued to cry, "Ah! Ay! Ay!"

Yang Xingyu couldn't help laughing after hearing his pauses: "I know, I won't write, I won't write tonight, I'll watch movies and play games with you, that's fine!"

"Really?" Tang Ye stopped pretending to cry, and looked at Yang Xingyu with a pair of eyes from behind the pillow.

"Really, I lied to you as a puppy."

"I knew Brother Yu was the best!"

Tang Ye threw the pillow aside and jumped up excitedly from the sofa.

Yang Xingyu looked at his bouncing and bouncing appearance in a funny way, thinking that the little candy paper is still like a child, but thinking about his age, he is only seventeen after the new year, not officially 17 years old, but he is just a child Well.

Yang Xingyu, who was only one year older, instantly felt that he was very mature and tall.

Tang Ye rushed to the TV in two or three steps, looking for a movie while happily saying, "There is a movie I've wanted to watch for a long time, but I dare not watch it alone, so I can just go with Brother Yu."

"well."

Yang Xingyu nodded dotingly, and then stopped suddenly, "Wait a minute... what movie are you afraid to watch alone?"

"Of course it's a horror movie!"

Tang Ye turned around with sparkling eyes.

The smile on the corner of Yang Xingyu's mouth suddenly froze on his face: "..."

He only felt that at this moment, his tall figure suddenly deflated like a deflated balloon.

"Although this horror movie is an old one, it has a very good rating. I have never dared to watch it."

Tang Ye skillfully pressed the remote control, and it was obvious that he had searched for it more than once, "Found it!"

Yang Xingyu looked at the dark sky outside the window, and his Adam's apple moved up and down a few times: "Tang Tang Ye... You are not yet an adult, so it's not good to watch horror movies so early."

"I'm underage, and it's not that I'm under the full moon, so why can't I watch it."

Tang Ye turned on the horror movie and pressed pause again, "Brother Yu, I'm going to prepare snacks and juice, just turn off the lights and wait for me on the sofa."

"Still turn off the lights?!" Yang Xingyu's voice suddenly rose, and he was a little trembling when he listened carefully.

It's a pity, however, that Tang Ye is currently in a state of excitement, and he didn't notice his abnormality at all: "Of course, what you need to watch a horror movie is the atmosphere!"

"Ah... Really? Haha, so that's the case." Yang Xingyu laughed dryly, walked to the door stiffly, stared at the white switch on the wall, and couldn't press it no matter what.

When Tang Ye came out of the kitchen with two glasses of fruit juice, a bowl of popcorn and a bowl of potato chips, what he saw was the scene of Yang Xingyu and Switch staring.

He put the snacks on the coffee table, carefully looked at Yang Xingyu's stiff back, and said in a flash of inspiration: "Brother Yu, you don't dare to..."

"Who said I can't watch horror movies anymore!"

Before Tang Ye could finish speaking, Yang Xingyu slapped the switch with a slap, and the room was filled with only the light from the TV screen. The title of the film that just stopped was green, and the light was also green, which was quite strange.

"I haven't said it yet." Tang Ye blinked, seeing Yang Xingyu's obviously reacting face, suddenly wanted to laugh, he seemed to have accidentally found something more interesting than watching horror movies.

Yang Xingyu swallowed twice, and every step he took towards the sofa was heavy and hard, "What are horror movies? They're all about deceiving children. Only Tangtangye will take it seriously."

"Brother Yu, you are so powerful, you are not even afraid!"

Tang Ye sat on the sofa, trying to make his expression look extremely sincere.

"That, of course."

Yang Xingyu straightened his chest and sat down next to Tang Ye.

"I clicked to play." Tang Ye picked up the remote control and looked sideways at the expressions of the people around him.

"put!"

Yang Xingyu took a deep breath, his voice was like a bell.

Seeing his bluff, Tang Ye almost laughed out loud. He quickly pressed the corner of his mouth and pressed the play button.

The green title began to change, and a burst of weird music floated from the TV.

Yang Xingyu shuddered all over, pulled the pillow next to him and hugged him tightly, then secretly moved to Tang Ye's side twice.

Tang Ye's peripheral vision was always on him, so naturally he didn't let go of his small movements.

The corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably, Yang Xingyu, who is afraid of ghosts and still doesn't want to admit it, is a little cute!