After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

Liu An died?

His only support is dead?

Hua Ming looked at the person in his arms in disbelief, but his fingers kept getting cold, his eyes were flushed, he hugged him tightly, and said very softly, "Liu An, why are you playing tricks on me again?"

"Get up, get up, I... I'll cook for you, okay?"

"Liu An, stop making trouble, you are not a child."

Only this time, there was no familiar voice back to him, only the dark surroundings and the howling cold wind.

Hua Ming's face was covered with tears, and he just stared blankly at him in his arms. At this moment, he was really desperate and collapsed. He only felt that the road under his feet was collapsing, and he was stuck in it, not knowing what to do.

He stretched out his trembling hand, carefully placed it on Liu An's face, gently stroked the corners of his eyes, the tip of his nose, and his chin with his fingertips, and finally bent down slowly, his face and Liu An's face were tightly pressed against Liu An's face. Shore's face, tears are also more turbulent.

"Liu An..."

"Liu An..."

Just like when he was chasing after him back then, calling his name with a chuckle, just like calling his soul.

But now, Hua Ming couldn't laugh no matter what, he called his name bitterly, trying to call his soul back, but it was useless...

Liu An will never come back again, Liu An is dead, dead!

In this world, he was left alone. Thinking of this, his heart hurts, and his internal organs were also fighting.

"How do you know that I will survive?"

"Liu An, I have to find you and ask you clearly."

Hua Ming's heart was about to be torn apart, and he couldn't exert any strength in his hands. He slowly leaned back, and finally fell heavily on the ground. His eyes were wide open, and he raised his weak hand, As if trying to catch something.

"Liu An, aren't you afraid of the cold? I'll accompany you and keep you warm."

I am not so afraid of death...

I actually feel that this moment is extremely worthwhile.

Liu An's head was just resting on his heart, her eyes were also wide open, and her hand was powerlessly slumped to the side.

"I'll make you something to eat, I won't blow up the kitchen this time."

Blood flowed from Hua Ming's mouth, but his eyes were shining brightly, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

It's worth it to die in joy, and it's worth it if someone's waiting for you somewhere else.

But Huaming opened his eyes again, only the strong sunlight seemed to declare that everything he felt deeply last night was a nightmare.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, touched his aching heart, looked at the branches outside the window in a trance, and then slowly closed his eyes: "Simply, if he is still alive, then there is still a chance. "

That dream was so real that he repeatedly checked to see if the back of his hand was stained with blood.

He thought, maybe Liu An was hinting at himself, maybe he wanted to eat the food he cooked.

Then he will take advantage of this moment to learn, and then wait for him to come back for dinner.

Liu An, I'll wait for you to come back for dinner and come back well.

Hua Ming clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and sincerely prayed to the gods and Buddhas of all roads to bless him.

Hua Ming ate something casually, and hurried into the kitchen, thinking about cooking delicious dishes as soon as possible.

He thought that when the dish was ready, he might come back, after all, Liu An would take advantage of it.

Thinking about it, it is still quite difficult to start.

It is difficult for a novice to cook meat dishes, so he looked for green vegetables and thought about frying a plate of green vegetables.

Wash it clean, and then... just throw it into the pot?

Hua Ming nodded in satisfaction, with a smile on his lips, he said slowly, "What's so difficult about it, isn't it easy?"

but……

Wait, wait, there will be smoke in the pot, is it outrageous?

Hua Ming swallowed, with a little panic in his eyes, always feeling some bad premonition beating in his heart.

He picked up the spatula and turned it vigorously, but the green vegetables below were already tightly stuck to the pot, and the top was also thrown away by him.

Hua Ming held the spatula in embarrassment, and sighed softly: "This green vegetable is not very obedient."

"Forget it, it doesn't deserve it!"

When the time comes, Liu An will come back in a hurry, and he can't entertain him in such a perfunctory way, so Hua Ming's eyes fell on the eggplant beside him.

"Purple is good, it's a good sign that the purple air is coming from the east, so use this."

Hua Ming picked up the eggplant, touched it with satisfaction, and patted his head again: "It seems that I forgot to put the oil in just now, no wonder..."

This time, I will remember that there will be no mistakes. Is it enough to have hands when cooking?

Confidently, Hua Ming placed the eggplant on the cutting board.Then... it was cut crookedly and out of shape?

Although, ugly is ugly, but the food is for eating and not ornamental, as long as the taste is right, ugly... ugly is ugly!

This time he remembered to put oil in the pot, and then hurriedly threw the vegetables into the pot after the oil was hot, but the oil hit the water and made a sound and flew, so he took a spatula in panic He stepped back and only stretched his neck to look at the situation.

How can a dish be so dangerous?

Hua Ming didn't understand, he held the spatula in both hands, and took a step forward cautiously. When he went to stir fry, the eggplant would naturally burnt.

Another waste?

Hua Ming: "!!"

Damn it, this kitchen beats me!

Must be a kitchen problem!

Hua Ming looked at the dark vegetables in the pot annoyedly, then put the spatula on his shoulder, and sighed: "This oil is not obedient, what's the matter, why fry it? You are a relative of the bomber's family ?"

Eggplant doesn't deserve it either!

How could such a vulgar thing be worthy of Liu An?

Hua Ming kept turning around in the kitchen again, searching for ready-to-cook dishes, but looked at this one, shook his head, looked at that and sighed, but the next second he clenched his fists to comfort himself: "Hua Ming, you can do it!"

"A mere bowl of vegetables, what's the problem?"

"You have to figure it out!"

Just when he made up his mind and picked up another Chinese cabbage, a voice came from behind: "You won't make trouble with my kitchen, will you?"

"Hua Ming, is this dish bothering you? Why take it out on them?"

With his hands behind his back, Chang Xiu lazily walked forward, glanced at the dark things in the pot again, and shook his head in disgust.

Hua Ming: I want you to take care of it, blah blah blah, blah blah!Are you so free?

But he is a gentleman who knows the current affairs, even if he hates the other party, he couldn't show it too obviously before, so he could only mutter: "Isn't the kitchen just for people to cook?"

Changxiu couldn't help laughing: "Fortunately, you are not responsible for your meals in Wushan, otherwise I'm afraid it will be gone."

"What do you mean!"

Chang Xiu waved his hand: "Praise you..."

Hua Ming stomped his feet angrily, gritted his teeth, and muttered aggrievedly: "If Liu An is here, how can you speak?"

If he is here, why should I swallow this breath?

It turns out... I rely on him so much...