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When Luo Bing opened his eyes, he felt as if he had been asleep for centuries.She stretched her arms, "Ah..."

Mu Shan immediately leaned over, "What's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort? Is it serious?"

Luo Bing really wanted to answer him, but he had too many questions! ! !Luo Bing gritted her teeth and moved again, only to find that not only her arm hurt, but her hand hurt even more. . . "My hand hurts...I feel like I was tortured by Liu Hulan while I was sleeping. My fingers are about to break off..."

Hearing this, Mu Shan immediately took Luo Bing's hand and started rubbing it for her.Last night, Luo Bing pinched his hand desperately, probably because the blood was not circulating. . .Why. . .Look at her nails, they are already bleeding, no wonder she hurts.

Luo Bing lay on the bed, trying desperately to remember.What did you do last night?Why do fingers hurt so badly?After thinking about it, it seems that the memory only stays at the time of eating. . .Are you drunk again?oops. . .Really enough! ! !I haven't been drunk for many years, why have I been drunk recently?Why. . .

She turned her head to look at Mu Shan, forget it, she still has to keep a distance from him!Thinking about it, she took her hand back. "Okay, it's okay. Get up. My train goes to Beijing tonight, so I won't go to the store during the day today. I'm at home and have a rest."

After Mu Shan finished washing, she heard Luo Bing's busy voice in the kitchen.He hurried over, "What are you doing? Your right hand isn't healed yet, so what are you messing with? Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

While making flour, Luo Bing said: "The food will be handed over to you in a while. However, there is no food at home. There is no steamed bun or rice. So, I will make some pancakes, and we will eat them soon. Okay, it's all right."

"Pancake??? How to do it? It sounds troublesome. How about you teach me and I'll make it?" Mu Shan was a little surprised, because cooking sometimes depends on talent, but it really needs to be a staple food Work out hard.Therefore, his tone of voice was a little guilty. . .

Luo Bing scooped up a spoonful of batter with a spoon, and then said: "No, today's cooking is very simple. Just cook, your dishes are ready, and the pancakes are ready to eat. Remember to make me a plate , hot and sour potato shreds. Be sure to peel a few potatoes, or there won’t be enough to eat.”

While peeling potatoes, Mu Shan observed Luo Bing's movements.For one thing, he has never seen Luo Bing do it, he wants to learn it, and help her do it in the future.Second, I was worried that she would get hurt again because of her hands and feet. . .

But Luo Bing just mixed flour and water together.The amount of water is very sufficient, and the whole big pot is full of noodle soup.She kept using a spoon to test the degree of batter drawing, and finally when the batter became sticky, she pushed the batter aside and started to take out the black sesame seeds.

Mu Shan became more and more curious, so she asked, "What are you doing?"

"Make pancakes. I've already made the batter, put it over there, wait for half an hour, and we can start using it. In the middle of this time, I will make a sesame salt and wait for the pancakes to be ready. Rolled with potato shreds and sesame salt, it’s super delicious! This is a delicacy that I have grown up since I was a child, and I guess you and Wenjing have never eaten it, so I made it for you two to try.” Luo Bing said, On one side, the sesame seeds were already fried.

Stir-frying sesame salt is a long process, because it is necessary to use the smallest fire and keep stirring, so it is time-consuming and labor-intensive. . .Luo Bing was frying sesame salt with his left hand, and with his right hand, he naturally touched Xiaozhong, one after another. . .Mu Shan was frying potato shreds next to her, and she could also feel full of happiness.

The sesame seeds were almost fried, Luo Bing suddenly remembered that he should take out the electric baking pan and preheat it.She handed the cigarette in her hand to Mu Shan, and ran to get the electric baking pan.Without even thinking about it, Mu Shan put the cigarette in her mouth.After taking a puff, he suddenly felt like he had discovered a new world, "Damn it! Why does this cigarette taste like chocolate? It's amazing."

Luo Bing was busy energizing the electric baking pan. When she heard this sentence, her back collapsed, she slowly turned her head, then pointed to Mu Shan's hand, and said: "Brother, that , it's my cigarette..."

"Uh...I'm sorry, I...I got pumped instinctively...uh..." Mu Shan's face at the moment was extremely square.Did you have a cramp in your head just now?how. . .oops. . .

Luo Bing shook his head and joked with a smile: "No, no, don't give me an excuse, you don't dislike that I smoked it, that's all. Hehe... It's really a rare thing, to be willing to smoke other people's leftovers Is it the butts of cigarettes? Is this a problem that you fell into when you were poor? It is said that people who smoked in school made it a habit to pick up cigarette butts. Looking at it today, it really is! Hahaha..."

Mu Shan's face was almost deformed with anger, and he shouted: "What do you mean like picking up cigarette butts! It wasn't you just now, and you suddenly handed me a cigarette, so I smoked it without paying attention. How can you blame me! Besides, you are a pervert! You took a sip of Zhongnanhai, and it tasted like chocolate! Pervert!"

"How is it possible? How could I turn Zhongnanhai into chocolate! You are the pervert! Hmph..."

"How can it be impossible! Obviously it is!"

"Stop lying to me! I want to prove my innocence to myself!" Luo Bing's unconvinced spirit rose to a limit in an instant.She picked up a brand new small medium, lit it immediately, took a big breath, and then blew it out towards Mu Shan.

"Cough, cough, cough...why does this taste like mustard?" Luo Bing's face was almost deformed.

Mu Shan stood aside, rocking back and forth with a smile, "I told you a long time ago that you are a pervert, but you still don't believe me. Look, you've been punished by yourself this time! Hahaha... the smell of mustard, haha... "

Looking at Mu Shan's gloating look, Luo Bing was furious! ! ! "Smile and smile, you know how to make fun of me. See how I can kill you!!!" As he spoke, he stuffed the mustard-flavored cigarette into Mu Shan's mouth.

"Uh...cough cough cough...bah..." Mu Shan felt that after taking a puff of cigarettes, the whole person was not well.The smell of tobacco, plus the smell of mustard, and most importantly, Luo Bing stuffed him in while he was laughing, which really made him miserable.

"Hahahaha...see why you are so excited. I just gave you a cigarette on a whim, don't thank me too much~" Luo Bing's tone was like a little fairy who does good deeds without expecting anything in return .

Mu Shan smoked the wasabi-flavored Xiao Zhong silently, with thousands of alpacas galloping in her heart.But what can he say?Why. . .Turn on the music player casually, play some music, and relieve the smell of mustard.

Just when the song was halfway through, Luo Bing suddenly walked over with tears in her eyes. "What are you playing... the heart-piercing pain, but I can't say it... woo woo... why does love have to be so condescending? woo woo... so sad... .”

Mu Shan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears. "You... Is your Korean so good? You can understand the lyrics? My God... Or have you seen this movie?"

Luo Bing wiped away his tears, and said pitifully: "No. I can't understand the lyrics, but I can understand the melody, and I can understand the sadness... What is this song? Why can't I control it? I want to cry..."

"Uh... don't understand the lyrics? Are you sure? Because what you said is the main idea of ​​the lyrics. This song is called "Song of the Fisherman" and it is the theme song of the movie "Frost Flower Shop". It tells It’s the story of the king’s beloved bodyguard, who finally betrayed the king for the queen. That feeling is indeed as you said, heart-piercing but you can’t say it at all... However, you can’t understand the lyrics, but I understand it very thoroughly. What you said is exactly the essence of that movie. Listening to your words, I feel like I have re-watched the movie..."

"You are stupid! Don't you know that music has no borders? It doesn't matter if you don't understand the lyrics, what matters is the heart! Look, how much your heart understands the world. This is the left and right The soul of our life lies. Noble speaking, it’s called Three Views. Popular speaking, it’s called Fate. Hahaha...don’t worship me too much.

Luo Bing has completely withdrawn from the sadness of "The Fisherman's Song", but Mu Shan has not.He has been thinking about this sentence, the so-called three views, the so-called tacit understanding, the so-called fate. . .Thinking about it carefully, Luo Bing has said it many times.But, myself. . .OK?

"Luo Bing... I'll listen to another song for you. Let's see how it feels." Mu Shan changed the style of the song again and clicked play.

Luo Bing listened carefully, this is pure music without lyrics.After a long time, she said, "Every time you listen to this song, you should feel very complicated, right? The reason why you let me listen to it is actually because you hope that I can help you. Right?"

Mu Shan was really shocked this time.His heart skipped a beat, could he be seen through so easily?He tried to speak, but his throat was so dry that no sound came out. . .

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