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After dinner, Jiang Yu went out because of temporary business in the company.

Qin Nanzhao was cleaning the dishes in the kitchen unbalanced. Lin Changan leaned against the door and sent greetings. Suddenly he thought of a question and asked, "Where's your father? I haven't said hello yet."

"Oh, he's on business trips a lot, and he's probably in Shanghai now." Qin Nanzhao brushed the plate in his hand very seriously.

"One more thing," Lin Changan thought for a while, and then said, "There's nothing wrong with learning to cook, even if it doesn't benefit your wife, it's good to support yourself, don't always eat out, you don't feel like home, And it’s good to know a craft to please a girl’s stomach, why are you so against cooking?”

Qin Nanzhao got angry when he thought of it, and foamed up the dish soap on Hu Lin Changan's face, saying, "It's not because of you!"

"What's wrong with me?" Lin Changan wiped the foam off his face with his hands, and smiled helplessly, "Don't you know that I have amnesia? What's the use of saying this? I don't know if I say it, I have more confidence than you .”

"Oh, amnesia is enough to shirk responsibility?" Qin Nanzhao wiped the dishes and put them in the disinfection cupboard, then wiped his hands with a cloth, and then threw the dishcloth to Lin Changan, "Wipe your face, Ugly."

"You!" Lin Changan threw Qin Nanzhao's face as soon as he took the cloth.

After the two quarreled for a while, they were so tired that they sat on the sofa. Lin Changan kicked Qin Nanzhao's thigh: "Hey, why don't you cook because of me?"

It was as if he owed Qin Nanzhao a lot of love before.

Speaking of this, Qin Nanzhao had a headache, he stood up, went to the kitchen to pour some water, and gulped it down.

That year, Lin Changan was ten years old and Qin Nanzhao was 11 years old.

Because the two are neighbors, most of the children in the neighborhood are only five or six years old, too young to have a common language, so they always play together as two people. No more than ten sentences, if there is something to do, just drag it away, or get angry and fight directly.

Later, Lin Changan became familiar with Qin Nanzhao, and they would talk more.

At that time, he was only in elementary school, but Lin Changan's mother was ill and had to run a small grocery store. Life was very hard, so Lin Changan basically did everything by himself, and never asked others to help him if he could do it himself. .

Neither Lin Changan nor Qin Nanzhao had much money, so they had no choice but to eat street snacks or snacks. This was the idea that gave Lin Changan the idea of ​​cooking and making snacks by himself.So one day after school, Lin Changan dragged Qin Nanzhao back to his home without saying a word, and pulled out a small jar from under the bed, which was full of chopped nougat.

"Hey? Where did you get the candy?" Qin Nanzhao was pleasantly surprised, it was the first time he had seen candy at such a close distance, "Did you steal it?"

"No, the uncle next door gave me the peanuts. I'm going to bring the rest of the ingredients. How about you try it?" Lin Changan picked up a piece of candy and stuffed it into Qin Nanzhao's mouth.

Qin Nanzhao chewed the candy happily, and said inarticulately: "You made it yourself? It's... amazing! Suck!" Almost drooling.

Lin Changan smiled: "There are not many ingredients, so I can't cook too much. I've eaten it. I'll give you the rest."

"Okay. I won't cook anymore, I'll rely on you." Qin Nanzhao took the small jar with a smile and said.

Lin Changan thought for a while, then nodded, but still a little uneasy: "What if you want to cook in the future?"

Qin Nanzhao smiled, "No." After that, he quickly stuffed a piece of nougat into Lin Changan's mouth, "Don't think I don't know that you didn't eat it at all! Since you made it yourself , let’s eat a piece.”

"..." Lin Changan frowned, "How do you know?"

Qin Nanzhao patted Lin Changan's head: "Guess."

When Qin Nanzhao finished speaking, his throat felt like it was burning. Could it be that he talked too much?And Lin Changan looked at Qin Nanzhao in shock: "Fuck! I'm just kidding! You really take it seriously! Besides, I don't have any memory now, so it doesn't matter?"

"..." Qin Nanzhao lay on the sofa and said to Lin Chang'an confidently, "The wind is too strong to hear!"

……

Early the next morning, Lin Changan walked out of the room Jiang Yu specially arranged for him. He said it was a special arrangement, but the study room was slightly modified. There was a single bed in the study room, but it was a bit crude. , Jiang Yu did not know where to move a lot of soft things on the mat.

Blankets, dolls, cartoon puppets...

Sleeping with such a large group of dolls last night, I couldn't tell what it was like. Fortunately, Jiang Yu also vacated a large area in the study room, saying that Qin Nanzhao would take him to buy some study desks or something... Finally it was It's a bit normal. Qin Nanzhao's study room is very large, with rows of bookcases. According to Qin Nanzhao's words, it is: "Don't you like reading books? This place is your holy place."

That's right... Lin Changan restrained his excitement and didn't hug Qin Nanzhao.

Jiang Yu said before leaving: "Treat this place as your home, because there are many things in the company, his father and I rarely come back to accompany Nanzhao, usually he is at home alone, and Aunt Zhou has to go back to take care of her after cooking. Disabled husband, so...you two can be regarded as troubled brothers, take care of each other."

Lin Changan thoughtfully agreed.

"Hmm..." Lin Changan rubbed his sleepy eyes, and saw Qin Nanzhao wearing an apron, as if making breakfast?

Dreaming... After Lin Changan made a definition, he brushed his teeth and washed his face, patted his cheeks with water and walked out of the toilet. He saw Qin Nanzhao sitting at the dining table waiting for him, and there was a plate of poached eggs in front of him.

Lin Changan walked over in disbelief, looked at the very attractive poached egg, and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "No way... You bought this?"

Qin Nanzhao turned his head away and said proudly: "Just kidding, I made this myself! Try it."

"Oh, my nose is almost reaching the sky." Lin Changan couldn't bear to pour cold water on him, so he picked up a piece and tasted it, "Huh? Not bad... Just don't overcook the poached eggs, yours is cooked just right. The egg yolk has two different shades of color, and it tastes good...the savvy is quite high."

"..." Qin Nanzhao was speechless. He was just afraid of being sprayed with oil when he turned on a big fire, so he kept tossing slowly with a small fire. Didn't expect to get a good evaluation?

"Hey, have you eaten yet?" Lin Changan said, chewing on a poached egg.

"...No, I'm going to buy some food on the way. I have an afternoon class, and the professor won't scold me if I go late." Qin Nanzhao smiled triumphantly, "I have been rated as A for two consecutive years. How about it? Great, right?"

Lin Changan nodded and said, "I didn't ask you this."

Qin Nanzhao felt that he was severely hurt, so he dropped his chopsticks, picked up his backpack and went out: "I'll go find something to eat. You have class in the morning. Go to evening self-study when you have time tonight. Let's go."

"Okay..." Lin Changan replied vaguely.

After Qin Nanzhao left, the whole room fell silent. After Lin Changan cleaned up the things on the table, he realized a serious problem - where is his school?

The university doesn’t have school uniforms, so he doesn’t know how to ask others about the school, and he doesn’t have a mobile phone, so he can’t call Qin Nanzhao, and Qin Nanzhao is not a careful master, why leave a note to tell him where the school is or It was someone telling someone something, it was not something he could think of.

Lin Changan was carrying the schoolbag that Qin Nanzhao threw to him. It contained all the materials and notes he had studied in the past, but he didn’t love the school as much as he wrote the name of the school on everything, so even if he searched over and over again, he couldn’t find it. to something useful.

Fuck you Qin Nanzhao!Throwing my schoolbag but not telling me where the school is?

Qin Nanzhao probably forgot about Lin Changan’s amnesia. He walked leisurely on the road, bought soy milk and bread at random, and ran to the school library. Over the years, he spent a lot of time in the library for his graduation thesis. At that time, Lin Changan often spent time in the library, and when the two met, they would invite each other to discuss and discuss together, living a leisurely life.

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