bedside calendar

Sleeping too late, it was already early in the morning when I went home to sleep, and both of them got up late without any accidents in the morning. Jia Zhipeng got up and put on his clothes immediately. There was no time to make breakfast, so he rushed to the bathroom to wash up, even a little flustered Putting on his clothes, he didn't forget to run back to the room at the last moment and took a bite of Lin Feng, "I got up late, and I didn't make you breakfast. You should sleep more, I'm going to work." Then he hurried out went.

Being woken up was not very pleasant at first, but the hardness of the teeth and the temperature of the lips after being gnawed by Jia Zhipeng felt quite good!Lin Feng felt warm in his heart.The body is under the quilt, and the tip of the nose can feel the chill in the room, yes!It's almost heating up.The air felt cold—the more I thought about it, the more I remembered that after Jia Zhipeng left, he turned over and Lin Feng fell asleep again under the warm blanket.I was really sleepy, and I slept soundly, if I didn't wake up from urinating, I don't know how long I would have slept.I opened my eyes and stared blankly at the sun outside the window. I didn't think about anything, and I got up lazily—fuck me, it's so cold!Lin Feng crawled back into bed in seconds. By the way, the weather forecast said that there would be a cold snap today, and the temperature would drop by more than ten degrees. No wonder the tip of his nose felt the chill early in the morning.Lin Feng stretched out his hand from under the quilt, went to the bedside table to get his mobile phone, and sent a WeChat message, 〖Are you wearing a cotton coat? 〗As soon as the phone was put down, the sun just shone on Lin Feng's eyes, and when he idled his eyes, he saw a large area of ​​bright red... The skin on his face felt the temperature of the sun, which was very comfortable, but he still needed to get up to expel the waste from his body, he was hesitating Do you want to be lazy for a while, there is a message on the phone.

〖Not wearing it.Wake up?Wear more, it's really cold outside. 〗Jia Zhipeng has already added a warm jacket inside, but he still underestimated today’s cooling.

〖Where are you? 〗Lin Feng got up and rushed to the bathroom. While emptying his bladder, he was thinking about Jia Zhipeng's cotton-padded clothes.

〖Working outside, I added more clothes, so it won't freeze me. 〗 Jia Zhipeng explained the current situation, guessing that Lin Feng might be in a hurry to send him clothes.

〖That's good. 〗Lin Feng had already come out of the bathroom, looked through the closet, and was relieved knowing that Jia Zhipeng added a set of thermal clothes inside.

The real-time temperature is 3 degrees Celsius, and the north wind is 7-8. Lin Feng finished flipping through his mobile phone and went out to keep himself warm. When he walked out of the corridor, he was still shrunk by the cold wind, thinking in his heart: let’s cool down, let’s do it. Such a strong wind, I can't stand it!

Lin Feng bought a breakfast and took it to the small door. He opened a shop by himself and ate tofu fried dough sticks. Although it was almost ten o'clock, there were still no people there. It's cold, with no heating or popularity.After tidying up the table where he just ate, he took out his mobile phone for nothing, looked at the profile picture of the person he pinned to the top in WeChat, and was stunned for a while—was it really the person who was still under the same bed a few hours ago?Are you sure it was less than two hours apart?To panic!

〖Dapeng〗 Lin Feng typed these two words on his mobile phone, and after reading it for a long time, he didn't know what to say to that person. Later, he sent Jia Zhipeng a WeChat message, only sending these two words.

〖? 〗Jia Zhipeng replied quite quickly, but only replied with a question mark.

"Is it a way to save face by not replying with a space?" Lin Feng said to himself, he wanted to say something to Jia Zhipeng but didn't know what to say, he sighed and replied indifferently, 〖It's okay〗.

〖? 〗 Jia Zhipeng immediately sent back a question mark.

"You mouthless gourd!" Lin Feng felt powerless looking at the question mark, and typed a few words on the screen and said, "It's okay, I'm just calling you".

〖Well, I am still alive! 〗Seeing Jia Zhipeng's reply this time, Lin Feng felt choked up.

"Are you two hundred and five?" Lin Feng yelled at the phone, threw the phone aside, and sat angrily.Suddenly there was a notification sound, Lin Feng took the phone and looked at it, Jia Zhipeng replied, 〖Miss me?I am still alive! 〗 "That person at [-] is a lunatic!" Lin Feng had the urge to yell at himself, Jia Zhipeng managed to make Lin Feng laugh angrily, and replied: 〖Didn't think about it, it made you so mad! 〗Lin Feng yelled a voice message into the phone, thinking that Jia Zhipeng might be inconvenient to listen to, so he replied a text message.

〖Nothing in the afternoon, I will go back to have dinner with you at noon. 〗A foodie is a foodie, why do you talk about food again?

Looking at the message received from Jia Zhipeng, Lin Feng actually knew it a long time ago, it would be a waste of time to be angry with Jia Zhipeng, he will not be angry with you, Lin Feng does not want to use all his strength to hit the cotton !Dumbfounded, he replied, 〖Who will do it? 〗〖Sheep soup! ! 〗At this time, Jia Zhipeng will always reply quickly, which is comparable to his speed of answering question marks. There is no need to go through the brain and no thinking. When it comes to what to eat, there will always be an illusion that all delicious things have a picture in his head. map.

Jia Zhipeng's reply didn't contain any emoticons, but Lin Feng clearly saw Jia Zhipeng's eyes shining, he felt amused, and replied in capital letters 〖OK! 〗The little cloth monkey hanging on the store door made an electronic sound "Welcome", Lin Feng looked up and saw someone coming into the store to buy something.

From Lin Feng to work on the guests, Jia Zhipeng did not send a message.After selling an exterior door lock, Lin Feng took his book and recorded the accounts, boiled water with an electric kettle, picked up his mobile phone, and sent Jia Zhipeng another WeChat message: 〖What are you doing? 〗〖Listening to Songs〗Jia Zhipeng replied to the message very quickly, obviously there was nothing to be busy.

〖What song is it? 〗 Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, you won't talk to me when you listen to the music?

〖Sent to you〗 After Jia Zhipeng finished speaking, he sent another one, 〖Sent on Q〗 Lin Feng just saw the message and there was a reminder on Q, so he turned to Q to look, "Fuck!" Seeing the song Sometimes I can't help thinking about Gordon Wu Qixian's "Who I Miss"!

This song is sung by Lin Fengfeng, and I remember the lyrics. I don’t want to listen to it now, I really don’t want to listen to it. He didn’t click on it, but the song rang in his mind——

"Do you know/The feeling of missing someone/It's like drinking a glass of cold water/And then it takes a long, long time/Tears flow one by one"

Lin Feng felt all sorts of bad feelings, the days of crying will be long in the future, why are you listening to this song now?

"Do you know the taste of loneliness/Loneliness is because of missing someone/Do you know the taste of pain/Pain is because you want to forget someone/Do you know/What it feels like to forget someone/It's like appreciating a cruel beauty... ..."

"It's so fucking cruel!" Lin Feng cursed, his heart was cold, he poured boiling water into the thermos, and then poured the extra water into the cup, holding the cup with both hands, the temperature was hot to his hands, but it didn't warm his heart and chest. Feeling stuffy and having difficulty breathing.Lin Feng felt that he was a rough old man, so trapped in the net of love, he was aggrieved and became a resentful woman.

The little cloth monkey hanging on the store door made an electronic sound "Welcome", and Lin Feng looked up and saw someone entering the store.The noon sun was behind the visitor, and the brightness of the backlight dazzled Lin Feng's eyes. He could only see the outline of the visitor but not his facial features.In fact, there is no need to look at the facial features, Lin Feng has seen it with his eyes and traced it in his heart for countless times.

His brows are sharp and his eyes are bright, but unfortunately the [-]-degree myopia glasses block most of the light, and the blurred gaze when he takes off the glasses - this is a private collection in Lin Feng's memory. The nose of □□ has its own fortitude, but with the thick lips, it only makes people feel that it is a loyal person, and it does not make people feel stubborn... It is so familiar, Lin Feng even knows the feeling of those thick lips biting between his teeth, and The taste in that mouth.Jia Zhipeng does not smoke, and the taste in his mouth is always very clean, but occasionally he tastes the taste of snacks, such as chocolate, yogurt, ice cream... I tasted his taste from that person's mouth - thinking of Lin Fengcri, There is an electric current passing through the heart, warm and numb... Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and stopped his thoughts of sliding down, and lazily replied: "I'm back."

"Go to the mutton soup restaurant or should I buy it and eat here?" Jia Zhipeng was still out of breath when he entered the door, and immediately cut to the point.

"Let's go together." Lin Feng, who hadn't moved much all morning, stood up, stretched himself, and was about to go for a walk.

"Yes, it's better to eat in restaurants!" Jia Zhipeng always pays attention to "what to eat", "how to eat" and "how to eat better"!

"I just know how to eat! Why haven't you killed me yet?" Lin Feng pushed Jia Zhipeng out, closed and locked the door.

Although it is a small street shop, the taste of mutton soup is absolutely mellow. The small shop in this corner has changed many tenants, because it is not on the main street. If you pay for it, you have to leave. When this man with poor legs wants to rent this restaurant, someone persuaded him, but he said that the rent of this restaurant is cheap, and it has always been a restaurant. All the equipment is complete, and there is no need to pay more. Buying it, so the rent of the big gates on Qiantiao Street and others was [-] yuan a year, and the man only used [-] yuan for this gate, and he also brought all the kitchen equipment and tables and chairs in the front shop.Those five short men opened the mutton soup restaurant without making a sound, without even firing the door opener, but they started doing it safely and steadily, and it has been almost three years in a blink of an eye.

It was already 01:30 in the afternoon when we entered the sheep soup restaurant. After the busiest meal time, we saw half of the empty tables when we entered the restaurant. Among the less than ten diners, half of the diners saw that they were taxi drivers. Jia Zhipeng stretched out Head to the back kitchen and shouted: "Boss, a big set."

"Oh, Dapeng is here, wait for it!" The boss knew that the authentic foodie had arrived as soon as he heard the foreign accent, and responded enthusiastically from behind.Getting the approval of a foodie is something that makes the boss more happy than ordinary compliments. Others say that he has a lot of soup, but every time this person comes to taste, it is not how well he cooks, but this time. Is the sheep good or not, and he hits the point every time.