Don't run after school next door!

It was 09:30 in the evening when Fang found Lin Zan's house.

The two went upstairs, and Fang Xun asked as they walked, "Are you studying? Has it affected you?"

"No. I was just doing miniatures." Lin Zan said, took the bag in his hand and opened it, a little surprised, "Why did you fall like this? Your cousin is too hard, right?"

Fang Xun said: "This is already a preliminary restoration."

Lin Zan was speechless: "It's too exaggerated, how old is a child so cruel."

"Eight years old." Fang Xun couldn't help but think of his own eight years old. At that time, his parents hadn't divorced, but no one pampered him so much.

Fang Xun followed him into the workshop, glanced at it for a few seconds before saying, "What kind of mysterious weapon are you working on?"

Lin Zan glanced at him with an embarrassed expression: "It's not like that."

The room was in a mess as if a typhoon had passed through, especially the workbench was in a mess, full of things like wooden strips, glue, and knives, and there were a lot of papers thrown around, and the ground was also a mess.Fang Xun walked to the window, picked up a pencil from the window sill, turned his head and asked, "Do you like looking at the landscape design drawings outside the window?"

Lin Zan scratched his hair and said, "It's probably because the painting was high and I threw it away."

Fang Xun put the pen back into the pen case on the table and asked him, "Where do we start, no, where should I put it?"

Lin Zan put one arm on the table, his posture twisted a bit.

Fang Xun watched as he slid that arm, pushed a pile of sundries aside, and forcibly drew a clearing.

Fang Xun: "..."

Lin Zan said very sincerely: "Anyway, it will be messed up later."

The two sat in front of the workbench together. The main structure of the model was damaged too much, so Lin Zan decided to redo it.

"Will this be troublesome?" Fang Xun asked.

"No trouble." Lin Zan shook his head, "Turn out the original design drawing, check the size ratio, and then cut the wooden boards, then grind the edges, polish them, and then make them old. Just glue a few wooden boards together."

"Can you still find the blueprint?" Fang Xun cast his eyes on the pile of papers that made everyone angry.

"Hmm..." Lin Zan's ears were slightly red, and he picked up the ruler, "Then measure it!"

Fang Xun smiled softly.

Lin Zan started to work, and justified himself a few words: "Actually, the working environment is not important, just look at the finished product."

Fang Xun didn't laugh anymore, and only asked him to assign some tasks to himself, and the two of them would do it together.

It's not troublesome to say, but the miniature model itself is a test of patience. It needs to be done slowly and delicately.

During the old treatment, Fang Xun pointed to the wall and asked him, "Can you draw a big crack?"

"Huh?" Lin Zan was a little puzzled. "There are cracks in the main painting, so there is a sense of danger? I usually don't touch these places when I am old."

Fang Xun gave an "en" and said, "Xiaoxuan wants the original one, just paint the cracks..." He paused in the middle of speaking, and then continued, "Forget it, it's not that one anymore."

Lin Zan thought for a moment in silence, then picked up the brush, dipped it in paint and began to paint on the wall.

"Isn't it dangerous?" Fang Xun said watching his movements.

"Wait." Lin Zan gave him a calm look.

He drew a realistic seam, very deep, like a trace after an earthquake.After the cracks were painted, the brush was dipped in paint again and continued to paint on the wall.He drew many branches along the edge of the seam, and the roots of the tree entangled below the wall.

In this way, it is as if a house that is about to collapse is supported by a century-old tree.

Lin Zan turned his head and smiled at him: "Does this feel like repairing?"

Fang Xun looked at him quietly for a few seconds, as if searching for something in his eyes.

The way the two looked at each other was inexplicably strange. Lin Zan turned his head a little awkwardly, and then heard Fang Xun asking in a daze: "The house is broken, and it can be rebuilt. That person was hurt, and he was comforted. Can you get back to the uninjured state?"

But he seemed to be asking Lin Zan, and he seemed to be asking himself.

Fang Xuan is such an idiot. Everyone thinks she is stupid and won't take it seriously if she is bullied, so you don't have to worry about her feelings so much.Is it possible that Fang Xun's consolation can make her laugh and make her believe from the bottom of her heart that some things never happened at all?

Lin Zan may not need to answer this question, but he said honestly, "No."

The staggered eyes meet again.Lin Zan looked into Fang Xun's eyes and said, "It is impossible to pretend that what has happened has never happened."

There are scales on the human body.After experiencing one thing, there is an additional scale line that will never be erased, and it can no longer be erased.

Fang Xun smiled, with a light smile: "Yes."

He almost started to stupidly paralyze himself.

Lin Zan didn't ask any further questions, just exhaled lightly, and leaned back on the chair: "Let's do this first, it's almost done, let the paint dry."

"En." Fang Xun took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was past ten o'clock. Although he was reluctant, it was really time to go home.

"Well," Lin Zan turned to look at him, "Do you want something to eat?" He shook his phone, and there was an interface for ordering takeaway on the screen.

"I don't want to eat. Are you hungry for doing handwork?"

Lin Zan said: "Well, I have been busy for a long time when I came back. I was a little hungry just now."

Fang Xun was startled, and asked, "Why didn't you say that just now? It's so late."

Lin Zan rubbed his nose and said, "I wasn't particularly hungry just now, so I can hold on for a while." He continued to look at the takeaway, frowned slightly, and complained, "I usually don't like to order takeaway around here. They're all terrible, and the ratings are so low."

With a disgusted expression on his face, he swiped his finger on the screen, poking into a store as if determined: "Forget it, just order one. As long as I don't read the reviews, bad reviews won't persuade me to leave!"

Fang Xun took his mobile phone.

Lin Zan looked at him: "Do you want to eat now?"

"No." Fang Xun put his mobile phone on the table and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Lin Zan reacted for two seconds, and his eyes lit up: "You know how to cook? Then I want to eat tomato beef brisket soup and rice, can I?"

Fang Xun glanced at him, and made a judgment secretly: This must be the happiest expression Lin Zan gave tonight, and it was very similar to the expression he yelled "Action" in high spirits during the day.

"Okay." He said, "Wait a minute, I'll send a message to my mother and tell her I'll be back later."

"Why did you go back?" Lin Zan said naturally, "If you go back too late, your family will be disturbed. Just stay with me for one night."

Fang Xun asked: "Then why don't you let me go back now, they are still not asleep when I go back now."

Lin Zan blushed, and said with a little cheekiness for his own stomach: "I want to eat tomato and beef brisket rice."

"Okay." Fang Xun found an excuse for himself to escape, and this excuse came from someone else.He went downstairs to make food for Lin Zan.

Fortunately, there are plenty of ingredients in their refrigerator, so it is not a problem to make a tomato beef brisket.

Lin Zan also followed him into the kitchen, staring at Fang Xun's movements like a curious baby, and he followed him wherever he went.

Just watching the bustle, a tomato was delivered to him unexpectedly, Lin Zan didn't understand, so he tilted his head: "Why?"

"Peeling." Fang Xun said briefly.

"Oh." Lin Zan took it over, the excitement was too much to watch, and he had to do it himself.

He washed his hands, peeled the tomato clumsily, and tore off only a thin layer. He was dumbfounded, and it was so troublesome.

But after all, he is a master of learning and has a strong ability to ask for help tools, so he immediately Baidu how to do it.Pour a bowl of hot water and put the tomatoes in to scald.

Let me soften quickly, I want to peel off all the skins at once!He stared at the tomatoes in the bowl, doing it silently in his heart.

However, a hand suddenly scooped up the tomato.

Lin Zan looked at it following its trajectory.Fang Xun wiped the water, used a fork to pick up the tomatoes, and roasted them on the gas stove.Then, Lin Zan saw the disgusting tomato skin being torn off smoothly with a whiff!

Fang Xun paid attention to his eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and asked, "Have you learned?"

"En!" Lin Zan nodded vigorously, asked him to hand over the fork, and eagerly picked up another tomato.

Hey!Such a wonderful silky feeling!

Tomato beef brisket soup rice is not complicated, Fang Xun quickly prepared it and put it on the table.

Lin Zan scooped up some soup with a spoon, and boasted after drinking it: "Delicious!"

After taking another bite of beef brisket, I continued to boast: "Delicious!"

Then some rice, full of praise: "soft and delicious!"

Fang Xun said helplessly, "Are you doing a live broadcast? Eat quickly, you've been hungry for so long."

Lin Zan laughed and said while eating, "You are amazing. It's really delicious."

"En." Fang Xun responded, stood up and took two steps in the room, "Can I take a tour?"

"Just take a look."

It was said to be a visit, but Fang Xun didn't walk around. He came here last time, so he probably knows the layout here.

The most beautiful place is undoubtedly the revolving ladder, which is smooth and aesthetically pleasing, and the space is well utilized. There are small bookcases at the corners, and many books are placed on them.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the display wall in the living room, filled with all kinds of alloy dolls, figures, and miniature models made by Lin Zan himself.

He stood in front of the wall for a long time.

There are many "homes" here.Cozy, peaceful home.No loud, no suffocating scenes.

After Lin Zan finished eating, it was already too late for the two of them to do some handwork together.Fang Xun asked him: "I'll sleep on the sofa, where is the quilt?"

Lin Zan was very sleepy, rubbed his eyes and said, "You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa."

Fang Xun said, "Don't be too polite."

"Who is being polite to you, I really want to sleep on the sofa." Lin Zan showed off his expression like a child, "My sofa sleeps so well."

He suddenly remembered something, and happily said to Fang Xun: "That's right! You sent me back last time, put me on the sofa and left. I woke up the next day. I was a little angry at first, and then I found that I was sleeping on the sofa. It’s really cool, it’s inexplicable.”

Fang Xun: "..."

But this scene naturally appeared in my mind: the boy with messy hair sat up from the sofa, stared sleepily at the air for a few seconds, and then touched the sofa underneath, feeling a little strange.Without thinking about it, sleepiness hit him again, he muttered something, then pulled the blanket and lay back, sleeping soundly.

And kinda cute.