[Tomb Notes bg] Lost Notes

Zhang Qiling woke up when he heard the movement from the kitchen outside. He has always been a light sleeper, and he can immediately notice any disturbance from the outside world.

But last night was the most peaceful sleep in the memory of his mind, which probably has something to do with the bergamot scent of the bedding, which inexplicably made him feel peaceful.

Zhang Qiling got up and went to the door, and saw that on the sofa in the living room connecting his room and Nan Xing's room, there was a jacket that was the same as the trousers he was wearing.

After he picked it up and put it on, he went to the bathroom.

Passing by the door of the kitchen, I heard the sound of water boiling.

The sun shines in through the transparent glass windows, making the whole kitchen transparent and bright. The light is diffusely reflected on the white walls and countertops, and filtered into light and soft light.

Surrounded by this soft light, Nan Xing pressed a plucked chicken to the chopping board.

With the knife in hand, blood splattered on her body. The decisive knife skills seemed to be a rice dumpling instead of a chicken on the chopping board.

.........

When the breakfast was served, Nan Xing's clothes were basically scrapped, covered with blood foam and oil stains.

She spread the placemat on the dining table, put two bowls of Longxu noodles on it, and then sat opposite Zhang Qiling, "I named these two bowls of noodles: Devil's Tentacles, and sincerely invite you to kill demons and eliminate demons together." .”

Zhang Qiling looked at the bowl of "Devil's Tentacles" in front of him. He, who had never cared about his appetite, had a physical rejection of food for the first time.

But there was no fluctuation in the expression on his face. He picked up the chopsticks and tasted it. The taste was a bit strange, probably because there was too much noodles and too little soup.

Nan Xing was very self-aware and didn't ask such unnutritious questions as "Is it delicious?", because she knew that anyone with a little emotional intelligence would answer "Delicious".

So she decided to let her taste buds be the judge.

As soon as I entered, I hurriedly put down my chopsticks to find water to drink.

"I decided to upgrade its name to the tentacles of the demon king. The devil can no longer represent its level of darkness." Nan Xing picked up the water glass and took a few sips, then turned his head to see Zhang Qiling who was eating calmly, "You ...Don't you think it's hard to eat?"

"I don't think so." Zhang Qiling continued eating noodles without looking up.His movements are light, which is the reason for his great wrist strength and the extremely precise control of his movements.

"I don't dare to let you eat such unpalatable noodles. I'm afraid you will get food poisoning. Otherwise, I'd better admit it. Let's go to Taoli Garden today." Nan Xing said that he was going to take away the noodles, but It was found that Zhang Qiling had finished eating the noodles.

"Okay, if you die together, you have to finish eating the noodles you made yourself while kneeling." Nan Xing sat back in her seat, silently picked up the chopsticks and continued to finish eating the noodles in her bowl.

With the lesson of breakfast, Nan Xing, a cooking black hole, spent the next day trying to make up for the recipes. Fortunately, he has a good understanding, and after a few meals, he finally became familiar with it.

So it's not that difficult to cook. Next time, I must show my skills in front of Wu Xie and Fatty, lest Fatty always laugh at me for not distinguishing between five grains.

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This afternoon, after Nan Xing bought ingredients at the small vegetable market in Heqingyuan, just as he was about to go home, he felt a drop of coldness suddenly fall on his face, and looked up at the sky. It has the meaning of dark clouds overwhelming the city.

This means that there will be a heavy rain soon, and the heavy rain in Beijing's summer is always so imminent.Sure enough, before she could react, the torrential rain started pouring down like a floodgate. Nan Xing, who didn't have an umbrella, quickly retreated to the eaves to avoid the rain.

The dryness and heat of the ground faded a little with the washing of the rain, but due to the sharp rise in relative humidity, the feeling of stuffiness continued unabated.The rain was blown obliquely by the wind and poured on Nan Xing from time to time. Although she was sheltered under the eaves, she was still soaked.

This is no different from going straight back in the rain.

Nan Xing thought about holding back and rushing home, but there was an extra black umbrella above her head at this moment, her tall body shielded her from the incoming wind and rain, and the deep voice that she was familiar with came from beside her : "Take it."

Turning his head in surprise, he met Zhang Qiling's deep black pupils, which were so deep that no emotion could be seen.

Nan Xing was stunned for a moment, and then realized what he just said, raised his hand to take the umbrella in his hand, and at the same time, he had already taken the ingredients in her hand.He opened the other umbrella he brought and walked into the rain curtain.

Did he come here specially to pick her up?She didn't tell him where she was going when she went out, how did he find her?

It doesn't matter, anyway, it's best to go home as soon as possible.Nan Xing also walked into the rain curtain and followed Zhang Qiling's pace.

The two returned home soon.

Nan Xing's clothes were soaked, sticky and uncomfortable, the rain seeped into his pores, and he felt a little cold.

He quickly rushed to the bathroom, took a hot shower, and changed into clean clothes.Nan Xing didn't see Zhang Qiling when he came out of the bathroom, and seeing that his door was closed, he probably went back to his room.

She came to the living room and turned on the music. Because she was afraid of affecting Zhang Qiling, she turned down the volume to a level that only she could hear.She picked up one of the bedtime books on the table, and lay down on the small sofa by the window to read it.

Nan Xing used to stay in the living room and read a book before going to bed. The living room is too big, so the living room is just right.

The torrential rain outside the window did not stop, and the sound of pattering rain could be heard through the window, hitting the leaves and glass, which further brought out the tranquility of the room.

This kind of weather is most suitable for sleeping. The book at this moment is like a special sleeping pill. Nan Xing didn't even have time to close the book before falling asleep.

Zhang Qiling came out of the room to drink water, passed the living room, and saw Nan Xing lying on the small sofa from the corner of his eye, with a book covering his face, probably asleep.

Because she was only wearing unlined clothing and the air conditioner in the living room was turned on extremely cold, she curled up on the sofa.

Zhang Qiling entered the room and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, put down the thermostat, and took a look at Nan Xing.

She curled up and folded her arms in a ball, like a sleeping cat.

He paused, picked up the blanket hanging on the other side of the sofa, and covered Nan Xing. When he bent down, the faint scent of bergamot on her body entered his nostrils.

Then, he took the book off her face, without the cover of the book, Nan Xing seemed to be frowned by the light, and wanted to turn over to avoid it.

Zhang Qiling reached out to stop her from rolling to the ground.

Nan Xing shook his head, trying to find a comfortable sleeping position. After being stopped by Zhang Qiling's arm, he simply leaned over and lay his pillow on his arm. He calmed down, his eyebrows stretched, as if he had finally found a comfortable place to lean on.

The scorching heat from her cheeks spread from the skin of her arms, it should be a fever.

Sleeping in a low-temperature environment after just getting out of the rain will inevitably catch a cold.

Zhang Qiling moved Nan Xing to the sofa, withdrew his arm, and got up to find Nan Xing's medicine box.

Fortunately, Nanxing's storage was very regular, and Zhang Qiling quickly found the drawer of the medicine box.

I found a thermometer, antipyretic patches, antipyretics and cold medicine from inside, and went back to the living room.

Nan Xing had fallen into a deep sleep, Zhang Qiling pushed her shoulder, but there was no response.

So, she had to lift her arm and stuff the thermometer in.

Put the connected hot water and antipyretic cold medicine on the table next to the sofa.Just when the thermometer sounded an abnormal body temperature prompt, I picked it up and looked at it, 38.5.

Zhang Qiling tore off the antipyretic patch and stuck it on her forehead.

As for the rest, it can only rely on her own immune system.

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When Nan Xing woke up, the sun was already setting, and the rainstorm had stopped. The sun was slanting toward evening.

She felt a little groggy, and she didn't know when she was covered with a blanket. She slept deeply this time, and her fever had subsided.

Struggling to get up, I saw a glass of water and a few pills on the small table.

She suddenly felt a little sorry, remembering that she said "can't take care of people" when she shied away from Wu Xie not long ago, but now she is the one being taken care of.

It just so happened that she had her period in the past two days, otherwise her body would not be so useless that she could catch a cold even in the rain.

I swallowed the medicine whole and drank a lot of water.Nan Xing looked at the time, it was time to make dinner.She rubbed her hair and walked to the kitchen, where she saw Zhang Qiling making coffee at the bar.

"Brother," Nan Xing greeted Zhang Qiling with a smile when passing by. A beam of sunset just hit her side face, casting a layer of golden soft light on her smile, "Today Thank you so much!"

Zhang Qiling turned his head and saw Nan Xing who had regained his vitality, and nodded. He didn't know whether it meant greeting or "you're welcome", so he didn't speak.

Nan Xing didn't continue to think about what he meant, and got into the kitchen to get busy.

This kind of life lasted for less than a week, and Nan Xing received a call from Wu Xie, saying that he had found a clue and asked the three of them to go to Hangzhou to meet him.