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There was a time when the sun was shining brightly.

The shadow of the bamboo forest swayed lightly, and the aroma of white water sheep's head came from the small pavilion. There was no sound of chopsticks urging wine. At this moment, Tan Shi was sitting upright, looking at Shu Wu on the other side of the stone table, waiting for his golden mouth to open. Try this white water sheep's head.

Shu Wu just raised his eyebrows lightly, obviously aware of the difference today, he held the chopsticks firmly in his hand, and looked at the bowl of food with his eyes, the first sentence he uttered was still so ruthless.

"Poisoned?" He looked anxiously.

Tan Shi immediately withdrew that strange look, trying to look normal and not asking for others... He also took the chopsticks and graciously recommended: "Shu Wu, eat it, I think it's very delicious, Not poisonous."

Shu Wu knew what he was thinking a long time ago, "What's the matter."

There was a moment of silence.

Tan Shi thought that he would have to deal with Shu Wu for a long time, but he was really surprised that he never thought that Shu Wu would speak so quickly.Originally thinking that Shu Wu would make things difficult for him like before, he opened his mouth and said, "I want to ask you to do me a favor..."

Shu Wu took a sip, a little excited in his heart, but his face was very calm and calm, quietly waiting for the next step.

"I want to learn how to make small clay pots..."

Tan Shi peeked at Shu Wu pinching a small clay pot before, and this time he wrote to Ye Zihe, who happened to express that he needed a few small cups. Tan Shi thought about it and thought that small clay pots could be used as cups Yes, so he brought delicious food today to show his hospitality.

Shu Wu had expected it a long time ago, and nodded slowly.

Their real intersection seems to have started at that time.

The number of times Tan Shi came to Shu Wu to ask questions became very frequent, but they were all closely related to Ye Zihe. Shu Wu didn't say anything, he just disliked him, but he never refused to help.

Shu Wu suddenly thought of a scene where two clay figurines were squatting on the ground outside the small pavilion, bending over and holding the small can with great effort.

Because Tan Shi, a stupid cow, seems to know nothing but love affairs, even kneading a piece of pottery will cause muddy water, and the scattered houses will become mud houses.When the muddy water from Tan Shi's side splashed over again, Shu Wu was too lazy to teach him a lesson, and just lowered his head and pinched it, occasionally guiding him.

Later, when the small clay pot was dry, Tan Shi caught Shu Wu's small clay pot at a glance, and begged Shu Wu to give him the small pot.Shu Wu gave the small pot on his front foot, and Tan Shi immediately took the small pot on his back foot and thumped on the horse to deliver the letter. He didn't even bother to wipe off the mud on his face.

Also, when Shu Wu played the piano, the smooth music would always attract Tan Shi to listen.His coquettish nature naturally loves listening to the wind and admiring the moon. At this time, he can't help expressing some thoughts on life, sighing and boasting about nothing.

Tan Shi often sits short and takes a full sip.Occasionally, he would smile towards Shu Wuyang when he reached the subtle point, his whole body was covered with a mist of intoxication in his unrestrained posture, the more confident he became at this time, his gestures were arrogant and reckless, the two Two old friends are sitting opposite each other, one is playing the piano attentively, and the other is enjoying wine and sitting silently. Conversation is the biggest taboo at this time.

When Tan Shi was writing, he often got ink marks on his cuffs. Shu knew what else this man was capable of other than romance, and he didn't know why so many girls were fascinated by this idiot.

Shu Wu often hears Tan Shimeng's murmur in the middle of the night, that soft voice flows into his heart like a clear spring, stirring Shu Wu's slightly shaken heart.

He recited Ye Zihe, even in his dreams, and he did not hesitate to show his love for that person.

People who live among tens of thousands of flowers, not even a single leaf will always be planted by someone who doesn't love themselves.