The daily life of a Buddhist substitute [Rebirth]

The two people at the dinner table had their own thoughts in their hearts, and the one who couldn't tell the other, unexpectedly had a tacit understanding and chose to eat quietly together.

Huanxia got off work at 05:30. Xia Yanzhou took Xia Yanjin home from the company for 10 minutes, and when they got home, they were stuck in rush hour. It was almost eight o'clock after they finished their meal.

Xia Yanzhou suddenly remembered when he was clearing away the empty plates and bowls: "Aren't you going to broadcast live today?"

"On weekdays, it will start an hour later, and eight o'clock is just right." Yan Min stacked the bowl in the sink, squeezed out a little dish soap on it, and turned on the faucet: "Mr. good."

Xia Yanzhou didn't move, and now Yan Min quietly watched him roll up his sleeves half a meter behind him, revealing a white and thin wrist.

...Is Yan Min a little too thin?With his thin wrist, he can hold it with one hand.

"...There are fruits in the living room, and there are still uncut melons in the refrigerator. Do you want to eat, Mr. Xia?"

"Mr. Xia?"

After saying a few words but receiving no response, Yan Min turned around suspiciously.

"Huh?" Xia Yanzhou came back to his senses, "No, I'll go back first."

"it is good."

"...Yan Min."

"?"

After taking two steps and then stopping, Yan Min put one hand on the door frame of the kitchen, and said with difficulty: "...you just said, cooking... something..."

——If it were me, I would probably cook for him often.

Yan Min suddenly realized.

He said why Xia Yanzhou was so weird today that he hesitated and hesitated, and was always distracted. It was not the first time for the two of them to eat together, so there was no reason for them to be so nervous.

It turned out to be because of emotional problems.

Probably Xia Yanzhou listened to his suggestion and thought it was a good idea, so he wanted to put it into action.

Yan Min neatly put the washed tableware on the rack to drain, tilted his head and thought for a while.

Xia Yanzhou has a good face, it must be very difficult for him to say "Yan Min, I want to learn to cook" on his own initiative, so it is better for him to propose it.

Thinking of this, Yan Min decided to be a good person to the end. He pulled a few paper towels to dry off the water stains on his hands, stretched out his right hand to Xia Yanzhou, and said with a smile:

"Would you like to learn how to cook with me?"

Xia Yanzhou: "..." Huh?

What does this mean?

Aren't you going to cook for him?Why did you suddenly ask him if he wanted to learn how to cook?

"Learning..." Xia Yanzhou struggled to find his voice, and he found that he really couldn't understand Yan Min's unique brain circuit: "Cooking?"

Yan Min blinked, then put down his right hand suddenly, and took Xia Yanzhou's wrist to bring him to the cooking table. He was as excited as all the children who share their hobbies with their friends, and there was a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Why don't you try it? The meaning of making it by yourself is completely different from that of others! It's a great sense of accomplishment~"

Xia Yanzhou looked at him quietly.

The coolness in Yan Min's hands was continuously conveyed by the touching skin, and Xia Yanzhou's heart suddenly stopped for a moment. Before he had time to think more, Yan Min had already sent his hand, and turned to tidy up his cooking table.

Xia Yanzhou was suddenly blessed to his heart.

Maybe... Yan Min also hopes to eat the food he cooked with his own hands.

He wants me to cook for him.

"If you want..." He paused, took a deep breath, and replied, "I promise you."

Yan Min clapped her hands and said with a smile, "Okay, as long as you are interested, I can help you at any time."

Too many smiles.

Xia Yanzhou pouted, secretly blaming himself for not saying no.

Alas, knowing that Yan Min likes him, but still following him like this, what if people misunderstand that she is interested in him?Sure enough, he should take the initiative to keep a distance, and then Yan Min should give up by himself, right?

Otherwise, wouldn't it be even more sad for Yan Min to find out that he is an Alpha three months later?

"Not recently." Xia Yanzhou immediately said ruthlessly. He made an expression that he thought was very indifferent, and calmly opened the distance between the two: "I'm very busy at work and don't have time."

"That's it, it's still important to work." Yan Min nodded to show that he understood, and felt that as a friend, he should give some words of encouragement, and made a gesture of clenching a fist with one hand in front of his chest.

"Come on!" I wish you to find your other half as soon as possible!

"……thanks."

Xia Yanzhou returned home with a head full of question marks.

I always feel... Is Yan Min's recent attitude too enthusiastic?Did you cheer yourself up like this before?

At eight o'clock, Yan Min started the second live broadcast.

He changed the room name of the live broadcast room to the live broadcast time early on, originally to remind himself, but he did not expect that some viewers who watched the live broadcast last night actually entered the live broadcast room and waited, chatting at a very low frequency.

Although there were not many people, Yan Min still felt a warm feeling in his heart.

His live broadcast career finally took the first step successfully.

"Everyone in the live broadcast room, good evening, today I will continue the live broadcast of "Self-study", yesterday is over..."

He still didn't point the camera at his face, only the white pajamas he put on today were revealed in the lens, with two tomatoes, one big and one small, embroidered on the left chest.

【...How much does the anchor like tomato? The name is tomato, the background is, the computer desktop is, and even the clothes are otz】

After the broadcast yesterday, He Yu sent a WeChat message to remind him to pay more attention to the barrage and interact with the audience. Yan Min kept it in mind, and took advantage of the boring walking time to look at the other computer that assisted the barrage, and picked out a few barrages to respond :

"... Tomatoes are indeed my favorite food; well, yesterday was the first live broadcast, so I was worried that the live broadcast effect would not be good; as long as people watch it, it should be broadcast continuously, otherwise it would be too late to stay at home all day. so boring."

"I'm not interested in traveling, and it's miserable to think about traveling alone... Haha, just kidding, I didn't mean to say that traveling alone is bad, please don't get me wrong."

"Because I'm a nerd and... don't like socializing very much."

"For work, live broadcasting is my job~ Although so far it's still zero, haha."

"Dream? Hmm... Is it worthwhile to be a charterer who eats and waits to die?"

The number of people in the live broadcast room continued to rise. It seemed that someone had diverted traffic from other external links. The barrage was still very sparse a second ago. Yan Min manipulated the protagonist into a plot. After coming out of the plot, he saw the barrage from the same time Duan densely crawled all over the computer screen.

Yan Min didn't understand, so he stopped what he was doing, looked at the barrage, and asked, "Why are there so many people here all of a sudden?"

The number of people in the live broadcast room has become 3000+, and it is still growing at a weird speed.

"It's not like someone gave me popularity, right? I'll be banned."

A line of barrage with special effects immediately appeared at the top of the live broadcast screen, and the mechanical female AI voice read the barrage aloud:

[tomato's husband rewarded 500 missiles: "My wife, don't get me wrong!! They all saw the post from the Jinguazi forum and came to join in the fun—"]

The special barrage is called the missile, and only when the reward exceeds a certain amount will it appear on the top of the screen in the form of voice reading.

When the missile bounced out, Yan Min subconsciously said, "Thank you Tomato..."

Is he being molested?

"..." Yan Min choked for a moment, and whispered guiltyly, "Thanks to Tomato's old... father-in-law for the 500 missiles."

302 next door.

After taking a shower, Xia Yanzhou, who was paralyzed on the sofa and watched the neighbor's live broadcast, jumped up like a carp, and looked at the word "husband" with hot eyes on the screen in disbelief.

Who are these people? !

Yan Min only live streamed for one day, okay?The husband has come out?

Did he agree? !

The more Xia Yanzhou thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.

Pooh.

You are a hammer husband.

Yan Min likes me.

The slender fingers jumped on the screen, and the recharge was quickly completed. Xia Yanzhou typed a series of words, selected the reward amount, and clicked send.

In the next second, the recitation of the AI ​​female voice sounded in the empty bedroom——

[10000 missiles from I am not an Omega: "tomato is not your wife, hehe."]