[Tomb Notes bg] Lost Notes

Nan Xing's medicine was released in the middle of the night. She opened her eyes tiredly, and Zhang Qiling's handsome and indifferent face came into view. He was sleeping quietly next to her, and the fine moonlight from the window shrouded his perfect face. It looked like the handsome young angel in the oil painting.

The fat man's thunderous snoring disrupted the oil painting-like artistic conception in a second.Nan Xing looked around the room, because there was only one room available, and the four of them slept on temporary beds made of mattresses.

Four mattresses are placed side by side with a slight distance between them.The fat man is at the farthest position from Nan Xing, next to the fat man is Wu Xie, then Zhang Qiling, next to Zhang Qiling is Nan Xing.

Nan Xing slightly lifted the quilt to look at her body, she seemed to be... wearing Zhang Qiling's clothes.

Could it be that he changed it for himself?

She remembered that Zhang Qiling carried her out of the bathtub, and...

The incident that she lost her mind and kissed Zhang Qiling forcefully tonight suddenly appeared in her mind, and almost threw him down...

Thinking about it, the whole person is not well.

She bit her lower lip tightly, staring blankly at Zhang Qiling's sleeping face right in front of her eyes, she felt her cheeks were burning hot.She actually did such a beastly thing to Zhang Qiling, she was so ashamed that she wanted to kill herself...

She patted herself on the cheek, trying to stop herself from recalling those bloody scenes.

But in her mind, she couldn't help recalling his kiss like a pure hot spring, and her eyes moved from his thick long eyelashes to his thin and lightly pursed lips.

Nan Xing felt that her cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, and a layer of oil could probably fry an egg.

No, you have to stay away from him!

Nan Xing crept up and moved the mattress to the side, so as not to wake the three of them...

Then she lay back under the blanket, turned her back to Zhang Qiling, and buried herself in the blanket.

Hope to wake up and see him tomorrow, it won't be too embarrassing...

Sensing Nan Xing turning his back to him, Zhang Qiling opened his eyes and looked at her who was buried under the blanket. His long and narrow eyes were covered by the deep shadows cast by eyelashes, and no emotion could be seen.

At dawn the next day, Wu Xie was woken up by the fat man's snoring. He looked to the side, and saw that Zhang Qiling and Nan Xing had already woken up at some point, and the quilts were neatly folded on the bedside.

He sat up and saw Zhang Qiling standing by the window covered with ivy, staring at the sky in a daze.Wu Xie was used to Zhang Qiling's state, so he got up and went to wash himself.

When he came back from washing, he could smell the smell of food from a distance. Wu Xie thought about how fast the fat man moved. The time he brushed his teeth and washed his face, the fat man got up and made breakfast.

When I entered the door, I saw Nan Xing busy on the small dining table in the room. Looking closer, it turned out to be instant noodles cooked in various ways...

"Do you have any grudges against instant noodles? They have been fried, steamed and boiled." Wu Xie said while sitting down at the table.

"It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, do you understand? Xiuxiu only gave us instant noodles as ingredients, and I'm also desperate." Nan Xing set up all the dishes, then kicked the fat man awake, telling him to wash up quickly.

Four people gathered around the table and began to eat breakfast.Nanxing counted the same number: dry mixed instant noodles, pot-boiled instant noodles, fried instant noodles, fried sauce instant noodles, cheese instant noodles...

"Most people don't know how to make such a unique breakfast, only goddesses can." Nan Xing rested his chin on his hands and looked proud, "The only thing about my body that doesn't look like a vase is probably my self-taught cooking skills." .”

"I didn't realize that you have narcissism before. Why have you let yourself go since you lost your horse?" The fat man said while eating, "However, I remember that when I first met you, you couldn't even chop onions. Why? Suddenly learned how to cook?"

Nan Xing glanced at Zhang Qiling, and said it was because of his learning to cook.If it was before, she would directly answer Fatty that she learned it for the little Gothic, and then take the opportunity to molested Zhang Qiling. She used to like to see him look serious like a gourd after being molested, and she never tired of it.

But after what happened last night, she found that she could no longer say those presumptuous words easily, and she began to restrain herself.

So Nan Xing only smiled slightly, and replied casually: "I'm penniless now, and I depend on you to support me. I must have something in return, and I can't promise you with my body."

"That's easy! You promise to my little brother, and we will raise you for nothing in the future!" The fat man patted Zhang Qiling and said with a smile.

After hearing this, both Zhang Qiling and Nan Xing stopped their chopsticks at the same time, looked down at the table, and fell into silence.

Fatty and Wu Xie looked at each other, and then they winked and began to communicate.

"What's the situation?" Wu Xie asked with his eyes.

"I don't know anything." The fat man shrugged helplessly and replied with his mouth.

"Didn't the two of them have a relationship last night? Why are you suddenly so embarrassed?" Wu Xie continued to ask with her mouth.

"Speaking of it, I still find it strange that my little brother doesn't eat the meat he gets..." Before the fat man could finish his mouth, Zhang Qiling stood up and walked out.

Immediately afterwards, Nan Xing also put down his chopsticks, opened the door and went out.

The fat man and Wu Xie glanced at each other, and the fat man said, "Okay, let's stop eating carrots and worry about it. Come on, let's continue eating and leave them alone."

Nan Xing found Zhang Qiling under the ginkgo tree in the yard, she hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards him.

"Brother, last night... I didn't mean to." She stammered.

"En." Zhang Qiling replied in a muffled voice.

"At that time, my mind was not clear, and I would pounce on a man..." Nan Xing explained what he did in annoyance.

"A man can pounce?" Zhang Qiling frowned slightly with his straight brows.

Nan Xing nodded, "So I'm not plotting against you."

"Anyway, last night...thank you." Nan Xing said gratefully, almost knelt down to kowtow to Zhang Qiling.

"So, this is what you said that you are more than adequate?" Zhang Qiling looked down at the bandaged wound on Nan Xing's wrist.

"I rowed it myself, a little injury." Nan Xing said calmly.

"Remember in the future, the wound must be bandaged to stop the bleeding as soon as possible." Last night, if he was one step late, she would have lost too much blood and died in the bathtub.

"I just wanted to get rid of the effect of the medicine quickly through bloodletting... That's why I didn't bandage it..." Nan Xing explained.

"In the future, don't use your own blood to do things again." Zhang Qiling knew better than anyone else that Qilin blood is very special, and it is difficult to heal wounds.

Do things with your own blood?Why does this wording always feel a little strange?Nan Xing looked up in confusion, and met Zhang Qiling's deep black eyes.

Nan Xing just wanted to continue to question the meaning of what he said just now, when he heard the sound of a group of people moving in from the gate of the courtyard. The necessary tools and materials have been purchased and returned.

Zhang Qiling turned his gaze back to Nan Xing's face, as if waiting for her to finish speaking.

"Go get busy, I don't have anything important to say." Nan Xing said with a smile.

Zhang Qiling nodded lightly, and walked towards the door.