23 days before Christmas

The happiest thing in the world is that the person you love the most has the same three views and the same dream as you, and you two can join hands and work hard towards that goal together, and build a building that belongs only to you. s future.

Liu Yiming and Lin Zhixi are now embarking on a common path.

Decided to take the postgraduate entrance examination, moved out of the dormitory, and rented a house near the school. Since then, the distance of three meters has become within reach. Day and night, I wish I could stick together every moment.

Living together!That is their home!

Sting is not exciting!Stimulate!

Not happy!happy!

"Do you think we can really study hard like this? Are you really not distracted and distracted by me?" On the way home one day, Liu Yiming suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Zhixi, very, very seriously asked.

Lin Zhixi turned her head and glanced at him with crazy eyes——Liu Yiming's scalp was numb from his gaze, and he couldn't help pinching his waist: "Speak up if you have something to say! This expression, this look! It's like a neuropathy."

"You are crazy." Lin Zhixi replied mercilessly, "Before I brought up the matter of cohabitation, I had thought about it countless times. I believe in myself and you. We are now doing it for our common The future efforts are not for a certain person, no joke. Didn’t you find that I insisted on staying away from you every time I studied? If I can’t get in touch with you, I won’t get in touch with you. If there is something I don’t understand, ask you, It’s all after finishing the self-review, I’ve worked so hard, yet you can still ask this kind of **** question. Heh.”

Liu Yiming was stunned by this remark, he paused for a long time, and said in a low voice with some grievances: "It seems so...but I can't help but think of you when I study, what should I do?"

"I was also like this at the beginning. I just tried to clear you out of my mind, and silently said 'don't think about that ****', 'don't think about that ****'...just stick to it for a few days." Lin Zhixi stretched out her hand to rub his hair, and smiled dotingly, "It has nothing to do with me, baby, you have to overcome it yourself."

Liu Yiming let out a long sigh, feeling aggrieved: "What a way! It's not good at all! What if one day you don't like me..."

"Liu Yiming, how many times have I told you, don't have such thoughts!" Lin Zhixi continued to rub his hair.

"Stop it! I'm going to be bald!"

"I like it even if I'm bald. I'd rather get a cut or something."

"I don't look good with a cropped cut..."

Lin Zhixi shrugged her shoulders, her voice was extremely gentle: "Then please don't stay up late in the future!"

"Which young man doesn't stay up late!" Lin Zhixi retorted, "I'm only in my early twenties, do you want me to live the life of the elderly?"

"You stay up all night doing unnutritious things. If it's about studying, I'm sure I have no problem, and I will study with you."

"I'm hungry." Liu Yiming looked up at Lin Zhixi, "I've worked too hard recently and consumed too much, please ask for supplies."

Lin Zhixi smiled and took out her mobile phone: "Okay, order right away. What do you want to eat?"

Liu Yiming took his mobile phone, looked at it and asked, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

"I can do it."

"Cut." Liu Yiming rolled his eyes, "It's that sentence again. Then you can eat whatever I eat."

"Uh-huh."

Liu Yiming quickly finished ordering and handed the phone to Lin Zhixi.

"It seems that you really lost a little weight from hunger." Lin Zhixi pinched his face and frowned slightly.

"Is there?" Liu Yiming also squeezed, "It's okay."

"It's better to be fatter."

"If you are fat, you will be disliked by someone." Liu Yiming sighed artificially, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Tomorrow is Sunday?"

The two have an agreement that they can reduce their study tasks every Sunday and have a good rest and relaxation.

"That's right." Lin Zhixi suddenly smirked, "What do you want?"

"What do you think I want to do?" Liu Yiming's hand directly reached into Lin Zhixi's clothes, doing all kinds of dishonesty on his back, "Then, Mr. Lin, what do you want to do?"

Lin Zhixi put her head next to his ear, and whispered two words: "***."

Liu Yiming's face flushed immediately - Lin Zhixi couldn't stop laughing at it, how could this guy still blush so easily after so long, it's so cute...

Liu Yiming suddenly took his hand and quickened his pace, wishing he could teleport home.

Lin Zhixi habitually stretched out her arms to embrace Liu Yiming in her arms, taking the air?people?

"Liu Yiming!" He sat up and yelled loudly, "Liu Yiming! Liu Yiming!"

When he woke up, it was almost eleven o'clock at noon - he slept too late last night and was tired...

"What's your name, you! You're sick!" Liu Yiming's voice came from outside.

Lin Zhixi got out of bed, stepped on the floor with bare feet, came out of the bedroom, and saw Liu Yiming in the kitchen—"What are you doing? Have you bought breakfast?" Lin Zhixi expressed doubts.

Liu Yiming came out of the kitchen, pointed to the milk and bread on the table, and said, "Eat this."

"alright."

"I'll cook at noon today." Liu Yiming smiled and rushed over, leaving a kiss on his face.

Lin Zhixi frowned, a little in disbelief: "You, are you sure?"

I usually eat canteen or takeaway when I am busy with my studies. The function of the kitchen is to cook porridge, next noodle, etc. Do you know what the word "cooking" means? Liu Yiming?Lin Zhixi remembered that Liu Yiming once showed off to himself, such as "sweet and sour pork ribs", "Coke chicken wings", "twice-cooked pork" and so on-"Of course the best thing is tomato scrambled eggs." Finally Liu Yiming reluctantly admitted.

"Are you sure?" Lin Zhixi asked again, "What are you going to do?"

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes." Liu Yiming answered frankly, "There are others."

"Sure enough..." The corners of Lin Zhixi's mouth rose wildly, with a look of "I guessed it a long time ago".

Liu Yiming pinched his face and asked, "You are very proud!"

"Looking forward!" Lin Zhixi raised her arms and cheered, "I'm so looking forward to it!"

"A hypocritical man." Liu Yiming turned and went into the kitchen.

Lin Zhixi didn't want to be idle, so she followed her: "Can I help you baby?"

"Eh..." Liu Yiming scratched his head, and after serious thinking, he said, "You can just be idle."

"Then I'll see what you do." Lin Zhixi squeezed his shoulder, "Then what, can you tell me about the steps of this hahahaha..."

Liu Yiming thinks it makes sense: "I am, I have found out the most suitable one based on various methods, and I have always been used to it. Any similarity is purely coincidental."

"First, peel the tomato." Liu Yiming scratched the surface of the tomato a few times, scalding it with hot water and then cold water, "then let it sit alone for a while. Beat the eggs."

Liu Yiming talked about the steps of his own cooking very seriously, it was obviously very simple but every step seemed to be perfect-in fact, he just wanted to pretend to be a b in front of Lin Zhixi.

"Look, if you destroy the vacuole of the tomato pulp cells, its cell fluid will flow out, staining the egg red." Liu Yiming grinned, "It looks very appetizing, doesn't it?"

At this time, the smell had come out, and Liu Yiming was very satisfied with the smell.

"You're a science student, aren't you?" Lin Zhixi's focus seemed a little off.

"Science students are amazing, what's wrong?" Liu Yiming extinguished the fire, and put the tomato scrambled eggs on a plate.

Lin Zhixi took the plate and asked casually, "Is there anything else? Don't tell me it's just this?"

"Of course there are other things." Liu Yiming pushed him out of the kitchen, "Go out first, do whatever you want but don't come in. Or you can help me score, I will surprise you later."

Lin Zhixi was at a loss: "What the hell, it's still a mystery."

"This is the first time I've done this. I have no experience. The process should be horrible. You will definitely laugh at me when you see it." Liu Yiming felt a little guilty.

Lin Zhixi rubbed his hair and smiled lightly: "How could it be? No, just let me watch."

"No." Liu Yiming raised his eyebrows and pushed Lin Zhixi out, "Get out, get out."

"Cut. You're talking about it." Lin Zhixi was speechless, and gave him a vicious look, "I'll help you lose points!"

"Oh, whatever you want!" Liu Yiming closed the door directly.

Lin Zhixi sat on the sofa and frowned, feeling very depressed, what the hell is this guy doing, he won't let me see it?Is he going to poison and murder his own husband?Too strange.Sure enough, as Lin Zhixi said, he took Liu Yiming's mobile phone, but he never won...

The moment she opened the door, Lin Zhixi got up with a "chuss -" and the scent rushed from the kitchen to the living room.Lin Zhixi's many years of eating experience told him that this dish should be okay, and it feels like Sichuan cuisine.

Lin Zhixi hurried over - "Twice-cooked pork! You can do it!"

"Go serve the meal!"

Liu Yiming heated up the leftover supper from last night again, it was quite hearty—"Wow, what a good day today!" Lin Zhixi embraced him and kissed him lightly.

"It's nothing. I'm just in a good mood." Liu Yiming sat down.

"Okay." Lin Zhixi picked up the chopsticks, not knowing where to drop them. "Which one should I try first..."

"Whatever you want." Liu Yiming raised his eyebrows, "I've tried it all, and it's okay, not bad."

"Really?" Lin Zhixi also raised her eyebrows, and finally the first chopsticks landed on last night's takeaway.

Liu Yiming cursed in a low voice, pretended to be angry, and said, "You have gone too far!"

"How did I go too far..."

"How can you give him your first time!"

"Who did I give it to for the first time!" Lin Zhixi was very wronged, and murmured softly, "Didn't I give it to you?"

Liu Yiming gave him a blank look, folded his arms and said nothing.

Lin Zhixi looked up at him, with a flattering smile on her lips: "Oh baby, I believe in your cooking skills, in the future..."

"There is no future." Liu Yiming clutched his left chest, "I was hurt here, and it told me not to enter the kitchen again."

"Don't!" Lin Zhixi raised her chopsticks, aimed at the plate of good-looking twice-cooked pork, and stretched it tremblingly.

The expression is serious, like a strong man going to die.