one night love

Lin Zifeng brought out the tea set, brewed a pot of Tieguanyin, and poured a cup for Guan Sheng.

"Talk about it, I'll go and clean these up," Fang Yue picked up the game that Fatty Liang brought, and went into the kitchen.

Guan Sheng followed Fang Yue until his back disappeared into the kitchen, then turned to look at Lin Zifeng: "Are you two together?"

Lin Zifeng shook his head and nodded again.

"For twenty years since we were young, I have always regarded you as a younger brother." He squeezed the teacup, his tone gradually lowered, "I know what you think about me, but I really can't help it..."

Lin Zifeng looked at the dignified Guan Sheng, feeling both funny and sad.You treat me like a younger brother, you can't like me, so why do you come to ask me for something other than brotherhood, take it away, don't know how to cherish it, and trample on it at will.

"I did this wrong." Guan Sheng put down his teacup, and spread his palms to cover his tired face. "I saw you together at that time, and I felt that you were taken away, so I got hotheaded..."

"I'm such a bastard...to think of you as my own..."

"I know I can't give you anything, but I still want to provoke you and give you unnecessary hopes..."

"You must have been very sad at that time, right?"

Yes, very sad.

Lin Zifeng took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

The past between Guan Sheng and him is like a revolving lantern, with pictures flashing before his eyes.

They skipped classes together, fished in the river, lifted rocks to turn over crabs, roasted sweet potatoes by the river...then they were both beaten when they returned home; Xixi went to find Guan Sheng, and the latter helped him win back while training him; a bag of sour plum powder cost five cents, popsicles cost ten cents a popsicle, a bottle of soda water cost twenty-five cents, fifty cents They shared these "delicious delicacies" together in the corner of the playground; they got into the game arcade to play King of Fighters 95, Street Fighter, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and saved food and money in order to buy more coins to rank in the game; Together they improve the food in a small restaurant outside the university, watch an all-night movie, and comment on the male and female protagonists; Relying on Guan Sheng for half a year, the two squeezed into a rental house of less than 20 square meters and lived on instant noodles; Guan Sheng was promoted for the first time, and they went to a high-end western restaurant to celebrate together. I don't understand, I don't know how many jokes have been made...

How many youthful and beautiful past events.

Lin Zifeng knew that he would never forget it in his life, but he never wanted to mention it again.

When the eyes were opened again, the fundus of the eyes was already clear.

"Guan Sheng, I don't think I will like you anymore," he smiled cleanly, "but you will always be my elder brother. I wish you happiness and hope to receive your blessing."

Fang Yue took care of the wild game, cooked a pot of rice, and even fried a few home-cooked dishes.

"Come and do me a favor," he stuck his head out, "Hey, who will stay for dinner tonight?"

Who?

Lin Zifeng laughed dumbfounded.

"Shall we go after dinner?" he asked.

"Okay," Guan Sheng didn't show politeness to him, stood up and walked to the dining table.

Tomato scrambled eggs, sweet and sour lotus root, Beijing sauce shredded pork, cucumber and mustard shredded pork soup.

It looks pretty good.

"Don't you know how to cook?" Lin Zifeng was quite surprised, it was obvious that he could cook.

"Who said I can't cook, I'm too lazy to do it by myself," Fang Yue picked up a chopstick of shredded pork and put it in Lin Zifeng's bowl, "I can cook it for you every day."

Fang Yue didn't have any scruples about taking care of the students, she showed her love naked, picked up vegetables and served soup, and wiped her mouth from time to time, making Lin Zifeng almost think that she was a disabled person who couldn't take care of herself.

"Okay," he pretended to be angry, and kicked Fang Yue under the table, "Eat well."

Guan Sheng was so pissed off by him, but he had no reason to get angry, so he could only criticize the dish: "It's too salty!"

"Oh, it's salty." Fang Yue turned and went to the kitchen, poured a glass of cold water, and put it in front of him, "Then drink more water."

"..." Guan Sheng looked at the glass of cold water, speechless.

Lin Zifeng suppressed his laughter, ignored them, and only cared about eating his own.

"You fried the lotus root too much," Guan Sheng was unconvinced, poked the few slices of vegetables in the bowl with his chopsticks, and continued to pick, "The taste is not good."

"Then you eat something else." Fang Yue removed the whole plate of sweet and sour lotus root from his face, and put it in the hands of herself and Lin Zifeng, "Eat that cucumber, the cucumber is crisp."

Guan Sheng looked at the empty space in front of him, feeling very unhappy.

"This tomato is too green."

"This kind is fresh, and the red ones are ripened."

“The scrambled eggs are too raw.”

"This way the taste is good, and it will not be nutritious if it is fried."

"Your shredded pork with Beijing sauce is too old."

"Really? I think your teeth are too bad?"

"I……"

Guan Sheng was so choked that he couldn't say a word, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help shouting in his heart: You little bastard!Where is it?Glib!Why did you kidnap me as a child!

Fang Yue was triumphant, and raised her eyebrows in contempt for him, thinking that at your level, you still dare to pick on me, and you dare to rob me.

Seeing his two virtues, Lin Zifeng couldn't hold back any longer, burst out laughing, and sprayed the unchewed rice all over the table.

Guan Sheng and Fang Yue glanced at each other, turned their heads aside, and finally calmed down.

After dinner, Lin Zifeng sent Guan Sheng downstairs.

"If he bullies you, I'm sorry, tell me," Guan Sheng pinched his arm, a little reluctant, as if marrying a daughter, "Don't be hard on yourself, you must be nice to yourself."

"Don't worry," Lin Zifeng nodded emphatically, "I won't be like before again, I promise."

He stood downstairs and chatted with Guan Sheng about work and the situation in his hometown before going upstairs and returning home.

Fang Yue had finished packing the dishes and was sitting on the sofa watching a soap opera.

"It's not too cold after going for so long," he opened his arms, "come here quickly."

Lin Zifeng took off his coat, leaned into his arms obediently, and let him hug her.

Fang Yue put her chin on his head and rubbed it together: "I said, let's live together?"