108 Possibilities of Sleeping Yourself

It's almost spring, and there is a little snow in the sky, and the tail of winter is raging, it's really cold.

Lin Shen turned his head and glanced at the boy in a school uniform over his down jacket. That was his former self, but not himself.

Doing it all over again, after all, let others bear too much for him.

"Shen Jichuan."

Hearing the sound, the young man raised his head to look at him. On his immature face, there was a calmness and tenacity that Lin Shen had never had before.

Lin Shen thought of the way Shen Cheng came here today to give orders, even if Shen Jichuan had grown up and was still treated like this, what about when he was a child?When should you be loved the most?

If I picked him up 30 or [-] years earlier, I would be his father.

When Shen Jichuan looked at him suspiciously, Lin Shen thought to himself.

"Tomorrow is the weekend. Go home and put down your schoolbag. I'll take you out to play."

Shen Jichuan: "Huh?" Is he euphemistically proposing a date?

"Ah what, that's it, let's go, go upstairs and change clothes and go out to play."

Shen Jichuan was led upstairs by the arm, took off his school uniform, changed into a warmer and thicker down jacket from the cabinet, and put on a scarf to face the howling wind and snow.

On a snowy night, everyone was eager to go home and huddled in the heating room, only these two insisted on running outside, Shen Jichuan felt crazy thinking about it.

"Master, here are two bunches of candied haws."

Lin Shen paid the money, picked two bunches of candied haws with a sparkling sugar flavor, and stuffed Shen Jichuan with a bunch.

The round hawthorn is wrapped in crystal clear rock sugar, and the bright red color makes people feel warm.

Shen Jichuan held the bamboo stick in a daze. He didn't know how to tell Lin Shen, but in fact...he had never eaten candied haws.

When he was young, the family didn't pay much attention to him, and there was nothing besides three meals a day.

Shen Jichuan has a stubborn personality, his parents didn't intend to buy it for him, and he didn't want anything. Later, when he grew up, he didn't want this kind of snacks that children like.

Later he became Mr. Shen, who would take Mr. Shen to eat such little food from a roadside stall?

The bright rock sugar is very sweet, bite it down, the sour taste of hawthorn comes out from inside, chew with the rock sugar, the sour taste and sweet taste blend together, the unique sweet and sour taste makes people want to drool.

"Why do you have that expression, eating candied haws seems like you have to make a big decision, don't you like it?" Lin asked him deeply puzzled.

Shen Jichuan quickly shook his head, "No, I like it very much, it's delicious."

"It's just right, there is a baked sweet potato in the front. It goes best with roasted sweet potatoes in winter. Let's go buy one too."

Lin Shen couldn't figure out what Shen Jichuan was thinking, nor did he try to guess. He was a very simple person by nature, and he didn't like to think about such complicated things. He just wanted to make him have a better time playing, so he could be regarded as less indebted to others.

For someone like Shen Jichuan, who took him to a bar to drink and call a girl, he definitely didn't like it, so he could only take him to eat and drink.

In this life, no matter what kind of person you are, you have to eat. If you eat happily, you will naturally feel happy.

Shen Jichuan's heart is soaking in a steady stream of sweet and sour water, the taste is like candied haws, making people afraid of sourness and reluctant to let it go.

He followed Lin Shen step by step. He was a big man with a mature soul, and he looked like a child emotionally.

The hot roasted sweet potato that was taken out of the old-fashioned oven was black wrapped in a plastic bag, and it was torn apart from the middle, revealing the yellow soil inside, with a fragrant and sweet heat. Take a bite between your lips and teeth Sip it open, Shen Jichuan never knew that roasted sweet potatoes can be so delicious.

Walking along the street, there is a large shopping mall that has just opened not far away. The fourth floor of the shopping mall is lined with various stores.

Lin Shen chose what to eat for a long time, and also asked Shen Jichuan for his opinion, but it was a waste of time to ask, and he could do whatever he wanted.

In the end, I decided to have a hot pot meal. It is true that there are meat and vegetables.

The bottom of the mandarin duck pot, because I was afraid of trouble, I ordered a set of dishes directly. The bottom of the pot was boiled. Lin Shen cooked the meat in the spicy oil pot, and Shen Jichuan cooked the vegetables in the clear soup pot. The two young men are at the age that can eat , it was not wasted.

"Here, the white radish you like to eat."

Shen Jichuan looked at his face covered with heat, eating boiled white radish, and his heart beat for no reason.

Lin Shen is not as shrewd as his father, and there is no "unintentional" who deliberately becomes a master, and he does what he wants to do subconsciously.

He smiled at him, only to feel that the radish in his mouth had another layer of taste.

Lin Shen didn't see the meaning of this smile, he just felt that he had chosen the right place to eat. Shen Jichuan liked to eat hot pot, and he liked to eat radish in clear soup pot.

He even planned to go to the fresh produce area on the second floor to buy a few big white radishes after dinner, and give them to Shen Jichuan in different ways when he got home.

Radish stewed meat, radish stewed chicken, radish pork rib soup, radish beans, radish balls, and steamed stuffed buns with radish stuffing are guaranteed to satisfy Shen Jichuan every day.

With that in mind, he did just that. He dragged Shen Jichuan to buy a lot of things, including grain, oil, rice noodles, vegetables, custard, and the largest packaging bag, which was a full two bags. One person carried a big bag out of the large shopping mall and walked home. .

The snow is a little heavy, and I just ate a stomach full of warm things, but I don't feel cold.

When the street lamp shines on it, the fluttering and falling snowflakes look very beautiful.

"Give me the bag in your hand, I'll just carry it."

Shen Jichuan tried several times to take the half bag of radishes and a pair of miscellaneous things from Lin Shen, but was rejected.

"Don't you have a bag in your hand? It's not like I can't carry it."

Things didn't sink to that point, and the plastic bag really choked my hands.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Lin Shen was very particular. After walking a hundred or eighty steps, he had to put the plastic bag on the ground to shake the snow off his body.

Standing under the street lamp, Lin Shen jumped up and down. The neckline of the down jacket on his body was poorly designed. When he shook it off, the snowflakes fell into his neck, making people shiver involuntarily.

Shen Jichuan looked at him feeling unwell, and put down the plastic bag in his hand to help him pat the snow.

From the shoulders to the hair, and then to the neck, when Shen Jichuan got his hands on, Lin Shen stopped jumping, and let him pat him like a good boy, and he believed that he could shake it off cleanly.

Shen Jichuan finally lived up to everyone's expectations, the snow row was cleared, and when he looked up, he saw a little crystal snowflakes hanging under the light, and his wet eyelashes melted away in an instant.

He inadvertently stretched out his hand and rubbed it. Lin Shen didn't feel the sense of crisis, so he closed his eyes and asked him to wipe it.

He just stood there, closing his eyes as if he had struck a match, and thrown it into his heart, which had been piled up with a pile of dry wood and poured a layer of hot oil at some point.

Shen Jichuan moved a little closer by accident, and pressed a kiss on Lin Shen's side face.