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With a 'shua', he withdrew the apple from his mouth, and at the same time hid the things behind his back, Fang Zizhou, who lowered his head, stood there uneasy like a child who had done something wrong.

What Fang Zizhou was thinking at the moment was that he probably didn't see what I was doing when he heard the voice full of doubts.

Snapped--

The living room was brightly lit, and Fang Yunmo looked at Fang Zizhou's drooping head and alert little movements not far away, with an unknown smile in his eyes, but the words came out without a smile at all.

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Fang Zizhou immediately shook his head, nothing, I did nothing.

Although Fang Zizhou repeated a shaking of his head without saying a word, Fang Yunmo understood his meaning at this moment, glanced at the unpacked yogurt on the kitchen cabinet beside him and said, "Hungry?"

Fang Zizhou shook his head violently.

Fang Yunmo raised his eyebrows, "Thirsty?"

Yes, thirsty, I just got up and had a drink of water.

Fang Zizhou nodded immediately, totally unaware that Fang Yunmo, who was in the dark, had already taken everything into his eyes.

Then, extreme joy begets sorrow.

Seeing him nodding too violently, the apple he was holding tightly in his hand fell down with a 'bang', and then under Fang Zizhou's regretful gaze covering his face, the apple with neat rows of teeth marks rolled to Fang Yunmo's feet.

Fang Zizhou: ...

Fang Yunmo: ...

Teeth marks: ...

At this moment, Fang Zizhou's heart was broken.

The image of my honest and trustworthy little cabbage, the image of myself as a stubborn young man who was neglected and abused (?) in order to stay with my (scumbag) father, and carried the grievances in my heart, my arrogance of not wanting to take the initiative to compete with the little bitch His dusty temperament was completely ruined by a row of teeth marks! ! !

Looking at the apple that rolled down and finally stopped at his feet, Fang Yunmo stooped to pick it up calmly. Because of the close relationship, he could still clearly smell the rich fruity fragrance from the bright red apple.

No wonder the boy had a satisfied expression on his face just now.

Glancing at Fang Zizhou not far away, who was exuding an unlovable temperament, the corners of Fang Yunmo's lips curved slightly, and a row of small and neat teeth marks appeared in front of his eyes when his wide palm was turned.

"hungry?"

Fang Zizhou covered his face in his heart, so in the face of the convincing evidence, should he nod or shake his head?

Seeing that the person on the other side suddenly fell silent, Fang Yunmo stopped teasing him and said, "I'll get someone to get up and cook for you."

Shaking his head.

In the middle of the night, I still don't need it, they also need to rest.

For some reason, Fang Yunmo can always understand all the words that the opposite boy wants to express through simple nodding and shaking his head movements. This is a kind of tacit understanding that even Fang Baoxuan does not have.

Fang Yunmo suddenly had a good impression of this son whom he barely knew. On the one hand, he was satisfied with this man's reasonableness at the moment, but on the other hand, Fang Yunmo realized that he was indeed negligent today and forgot to let the servant give it to him. Stay for dinner.

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." This was the second time Fang Yunmo blurted out this sentence.

This is also the second time Fang Zizhou heard the same words, and raised his head in a daze to look at the man opposite.

The same facial features, the same seriousness, and the same words, if it weren't for the strangeness in his eyes, Fang Zizhou would almost mistake him for the person he was looking for.

Back then, Yu Ziyan asked Qilin if Xuan Ye would still appear in this small world in his own appearance, but Qilin shook his head and left him a paragraph.

The appearance of Tiandao, which has scattered all the original fragments, may not continue to be the same as before, because it will consume his little power of primordial spirit and speed up the time of his demise. Although he will retain part of his memory, no one knows the specifics. what memory.What he remembers may be sporadic and insignificant, or it may be broken and incomplete, but one thing, if it is unforgettable in every life, he will definitely have an impression, so you can only start from here.

The two people who looked at each other did not speak. Just a second before Fang Yunmo frowned at why he said such words again, Fang Zizhou raised his finger to the apple he was holding tightly in his hand, and opened and closed the powder. The lips spit out two words silently.

sweet soup.

If you are him, you will definitely remember that bowl of sweet soup that has never changed and never dissipated in the depths of our common memory after going through countless small worlds.

Fang Yunmo understood the word 'sweet soup' he spit out, looking at the apple in his palm, he turned silently and went into the kitchen.

For Fang Yunmo, the kitchen is a completely unfamiliar area. Pots, pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, he has never touched them before, and he has never thought of dipping them, but after entering the kitchen, he feels that these things seem to be All exist in the subconscious.

Rinse, depit, and pot your body will always know what the next step is.

Finally, when all the fruits were collected, they could start firing, but Fang Yunmo stopped moving.

Something is missing.

Looking at the different fruits in the pot, Fang Yunmo frowned, searching for the only missing thing in his mind.

What is it, what is missing?

Unintentionally glanced at a corner outside the kitchen, Fang Yunmo finally thought of it.

apron!

After tying the floral apron around his waist, Fang Yunmo began to cook for the first time in his life.

From the beginning to the end, Fang Zizhou stood quietly outside, waiting for the result with complicated emotions, and when he saw the man tied the apron around his waist, he couldn't help but hold his breath for a second.

Fang Yunmo had never cooked before, so how could he do this subconsciously, unless... instinctively.

In his heart at this moment, Fang Zizhou is almost subconsciously willing to believe that there is such a coincidence in the world, just like Xuan Ye will appear around him at the first time in every life.

Finally, amidst the hot air, Fang Yunmo came out of the kitchen with a blue porcelain bowl in one hand.

The milky white thick soup, the lingering fruity aroma, Fang Zizhou looked at the sweet soup in the bowl in front of him and almost had the urge to cry.

After the heat dissipated, Fang Zizhou picked up the spoon in the bowl and scooped up the first spoonful of thick soup.

Fang Yunmo just stood beside him quietly, looking at the boy's red eye sockets whether he was blinded by the steam or something, and watched him finally pick up the spoon.

However, at the moment when the sweet soup entered his mouth, a thunderous sentence sounded in his ear.

"What right do you have to drink what my father made?"

bang——

At the same time as the thunder sounded, the porcelain bowl was overturned to the ground by a strong force, and the crisp cracking sound was extremely ear-piercing in the quiet living room late at night.

At this moment, Fang Baoxuan's whole heart is filled with jealousy and unwillingness. Her father has never cooked for her. How can Fang Zizhou, who has only been here for a few days, be treated differently? She is the veritable young master of the Fang family. , What is Fang Zizhou, why does his father treat him so well.

Fang Zizhou stared blankly at the shattered mess on the ground, at the crystal-clear flesh, and the fingers hanging on the left were tightened inch by inch.

All expectations, all hopes, completely vanished in this shattering sound, and an uncontrollable drop of crystal slowly rolled down from the socket.

At this moment, Fang Yunmo clearly felt the pain in his heart for the first time, it felt like a sharp knife pierced his entire heart before he could prevent it.

Countless fragments of memory suddenly frantically popped up in his mind.

'Fool! '

'I am waiting for you in the next world. '

'Eternal life is only good for me alone, is that okay? '

……

One voice, two voices, three or four voices, countless different voices.

who?Who the hell is that?Who is it?

When Fang Baoxuan saw the teardrops falling from the person opposite, he felt a surge of anger hit his mind. Not only did he snatch my father from me, but he even dared to pretend to be wronged!

Tear off all the beautiful disguises that Fang Yunmo had put on in front of Fang Yunmo, Fang Baoxuan slapped him with a backhand.

"Fang Zizhou, get out of Fang's house!"

All the entanglements and sporadic things in Fang Yunmo's mind disappeared the moment he saw this scene. At this moment, while he embraced the pale young man opposite him into his arms, he firmly restrained Fang Baoxuan's body. wrist.

"Who gave you the guts to hit him!!!" A roar filled with endless anger sounded.

The next second, almost as an instinct of protection, Fang Yunmo slapped Fang Baoxuan directly on the face with a backhand.

Snapped--

The crisp sound was especially loud in the living room, it can be seen that this slap was merciless.

With the sound of the palm falling, Fang Yunmo was stunned looking at his hands, Fang Baoxuan covered his stunned face and was stunned, and Fang Zizhou, who was protected in his arms, was also stunned.

He...why would he...protect me?

And Fang Yunmo was completely frightened by his reflexive actions, why would he beat the baby for the sake of the boy?

The two of them were in a trance for only a moment, and Fang Baoxuan's broken cry immediately interrupted all the silence.

"Woo... Daddy, you hit me, Daddy, you hit me..."

Fang Yunmo let go of the person he was protecting tightly in his arms, and said in a rare and helpless way: "I...I..."

Until now, Fang Yunmo didn't understand where the uncontrollable impulse came from just now, but at this moment he didn't have the time to think too much. It is an unchanging fact that he hit Fang Baoxuan.

"Baby, I'm sorry, Dad didn't mean it, I'm sorry." How could he hit him.

"Woo...I don't like Dad anymore...Wu...I hate Dad to death." After shouting these words, Fang Baoxuan turned and rushed upstairs.

"Baby." Fang Yunmo reflexively raised his feet to chase after him, but the feeling of splitting headache came back after he took two steps, which made him stagger and almost fell.

Fang Zizhou beside him raised his hand to support him, seeing Fang Yunmo holding his forehead in pain, his veins twitching, he said anxiously: [Qilin, what's wrong with him? 】

[It should be a headache,] Qilin suggested: [Why don't you help him relieve it, master. 】Fang Zizhou immediately raised his hand to do so.

Fang Yunmo, who was suffering from a splitting headache, suddenly felt the gentle rubbing force coming from both sides, and the cool fingertips brought a soft touch, like a light warm wind blowing into the severe pain in his mind, it really soothed his usual pain. Confused, aching mind.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Yunmo grabbed the boy's wrist and raised his half-buried head.

The young man's Yingying eyes were full of worry and distress, and his clear and shallow eyes seemed to be looking at the most important person in his life.

Are you OK?Through these clear eyes, Fang Yunmo understood this sentence.

Suddenly, his uncontrollable heart was scalded, and without looking away, Fang Yunmo said: "It's all right."

Fang Zizhou breathed a sigh of relief, thinking back to the man's protective actions and the subtle coincidences, his heart was beating fast, suppressing the beating frequency, Fang Zizhou pointed at the mess on the carpet with trembling fingertips.

Can you do it again for me?sweet soup!

Sensing the anticipation and apprehension in the boy's eyes, Fang Yunmo fell silent when he thought of Fang Baoxuan who left in tears.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally made a choice between going upstairs to find Fang Baoxuan and helping the boy cook, and he entered the kitchen.