Sticker, come here

The bank where Xiong Xi practiced was in a bustling area, and there were quite a lot of people, but I really didn't see any stalls, probably because the urban management in this area is relatively strict.

When Lin Zhengqi learned about it, he said regretfully, "I originally thought that if you put it nearby, you would be able to take me with you to and from get off work."

"I don't have a car, so how can I pick you up?" Xiong Xi was eating the fried chicken he bought, and seeing Lin Zhengqi's face greasy, he picked up two tissues and threw them to him.

"Can it be transported by human flesh? Think about someone transporting white powder." Lin Zhengqi said casually that commuting by himself is indeed more boring than walking by two people.

Who knew that Xiong Xi didn't have a sense of humor at all, so he broke up seriously, "Human flesh? Make a hole in your stomach and stuff you in there?"

"Fuck off, I'm so big, how can I stuff it in, and besides, it must not touch your intestines, maybe there will be shit in it!"

"Can you stop talking shit and fart while eating?" Although Xiong Xi scolded him, the frequency of eating was not disturbed.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit~" Lin Zhengqi repeated three times childishly.

"..." Xiong Xi ignored him, and he didn't know how the topic got brought up here.

After the meal, Lin Zhengqi took out the cassette and said that he had bought a new fighting game, and Xiong Xi agreed to play with him if he had nothing to do. It was much more comfortable to play games at home with the air conditioner on on a hot day than to go out to exercise.

Lin Zhengqi's TV is in the bedroom, and the game console is also in the room. He used to sit cross-legged on the bed and play games.

After Xiong Xi went in, he silently despised the messy environment with his eyes, and when they sat on the bed together, he held a single red sports sock on the side of the bed and shook it in front of Lin Zhengqi's face, "I I want to know under what circumstances you would wear such colorful socks?"

"Ah, my mother bought me a dozen last year in my birth year." Lin Zhengqi took the socks and threw them into the laundry basket in the corner.

"Oh." When it comes to the parents of both parties, the atmosphere will always be a little unnatural.

Lin Zhengqi turned on the game console and handed Xiong Xi a handle. When the two were choosing roles, Lin Zhengqi suddenly smiled, "Do you remember that when I was a child, I took you and my classmates to play games together, and you couldn't use them? Use that little dinosaur, the one with the little green one."

"Well, the one who can spit bubbles." Xiong Xi also smiled.

Xiong Xi played with him when he was young, but Lin Zhengqi's classmates thought that his little finger made him do errands and didn't take him to play. We also accepted this little follower, and were willing to give him a place when playing.At that time, Lin Zhengqi often took him to a classmate's house who had a game console to play, and it seemed that "Yu Yu Hakusho" and "King of Fighters" were played interchangeably.

"Puff—puff—puff—" Lin Zhengqi imitated the little dinosaur growing up and spitting bubbles.

"It's not that I like to use it, it's that you asked me to use it." Xiong Xi looked a little cold, "When we were playing together, you thought I couldn't use it well, so let me use the little dinosaur to stand behind and spit bubbles from a distance. Bubble, you don't have to do anything."

"Oh, so." Lin Zhengqi's memory is not as good as Xiong Xi's, he squinted his eyes and thought for a while but couldn't remember clearly, then suddenly turned around and smashed Xiong Xi's head with a game controller, "Stinky boy, you still hold a grudge. "

Xiong Xi didn't speak, just pressed start and gave the game character a roundabout kick before Lin Zhengqi could react.

When Lin Zhengqi came to his senses and started cursing and fighting back, Xiong Xi secretly glanced sideways at him.

It's not about holding grudges, it's about remembering everything about that time clearly.If time could be stopped, he would rather follow behind him and spit bubbles uselessly than go through those times of confusion and loneliness.

The needles on the clock were running fast. When Xiong Xi KO'd Lin Zhengqi for many rounds, Lin Zhengqi threw the handle away, not happy, "Damn it, do you just play games without studying hard all day?"

Xiong Xi ignored him.

Looking at the time, Lin Zhengqi asked again, "Are you hungry?"

"A little bit." Xiong Xi answered quickly.

"Eat instant noodles? I still have two packs at home." Lin Zhengqi stretched his legs, got out of bed, put on slippers and stood up.

"No. I want to eat fried rice." Xiong Xi sat up and looked up at Lin Zhengqi who was standing.

"Oh." Lin Zhengqi nodded, "Then think about it."

"..." Xiong Xi repeated, "I just want to eat fried rice."

His eyes were persistent, and Lin Zhengqi somehow remembered his tight, chubby little face when he was a child. At that time, Xiong Xi was also like this. He would repeat what he wanted until he bought it or agreed to it. Only when he grinned, revealing two rows of small teeth.Xiong Xi's teeth seemed to be very neat even during the period of tooth loss, unlike him, after the front tooth collapsed that time, he was in a state of leaking speech for several months, which was not elegant.

"I want fried rice." Xiong Xi repeated for the third time.

This request is a bit unreasonable. If you want to eat fried rice, you can cook it yourself, so why ask others with a cold face.

In fact, Xiong Xi can do it by himself. Over the years, his personality has long been not as soft as before. He is independent, strong and even a little withdrawn. But after living here for a few days and seeing Lin Zhengqi every day, he seems to have a temper. The thing called "dependence" that had been dusty for a long time began to sprout again.

Lin Zhengqi stood in the room, folded his arms and looked at Xiong Xi with a stinky face and said "I want to eat fried rice", a little wanting to laugh, "If you want to eat, do it yourself, I will not wait for you."

Xiong Xi threatened, "If you don't cook me fried rice, I'll blow up your kitchen."

Lin Zhengqi pointed to his head, "Xiong Xi, are you three years old?"

But Xiong Xi began to think about the ingredients, "There is still one box left from the boxed lunch I bought at night. I have eggs at home, seasoning...ah, don't I have bibimbap sauce at home? Just use that. The olive oil clerk who bought toiletries last time said are edible."

Lin Zhengqi applauded verbally: "Papa papa, that's really good, everything is done, you come down to do it, come on, come down."

Xiong Xi became determined and wanted to eat what Lin Zhengqi made, so he leaned back and kicked his legs, and lay on Lin Zhengqi's pillow, "No, you can do it."

Lin Zhengqi took off his shoes and got on the bed again, kicking Xiong Xi up, "Come on, keep fighting, if you beat me in five sets, I'll do it for you."

The ending is naturally a victory for the side representing the God of Food, Xiong Xi tilted his head and smiled triumphantly, "Go Pikachu!"

It seemed that he hadn't seen him smile like this for a long time. Lin Zhengqi took another look, and jumped out of bed unhappy to make fried rice.

There is actually a seasoning jar at home, but the seasoning inside is left by the previous tenant. I don’t know if it was poisoned or spit on.Anyway, it's for Xiong Xi, if it's poisonous, just poison him to death.

Lin Zhengqi thought so, and the action of throwing salt into the rice became much more carefree.

In the room, Xiong Xi was resting on Lin Zhengqi's pillow, feeling a familiar smell lingering. He had stayed at Xiong Xi's house before, and when his parents went out on business, he couldn't follow him to school, so he was "lodged" in Lin Zhengqi's house. Zhengqi stayed at home for three or four days, eating and living with him.Lin Zhengqi's sleeping position is not good, and he always rolls the quilt around himself in the middle of the night. Poor Xiong Xi always wakes up from the cold and then leans over to cover him with the corners. If it is too cold, he will be shaken awake, asking Domineering, he ordered a quilt for himself.Lin Zhengqi was so dazed by the shaking that he often lifted the quilt and hugged him, telling him not to disturb his sleep.

Xiong Xi took a deep breath and didn't want to think about those things anymore.

It's just that this breath was taken a little harder, and the familiar smell became stronger.Xiong Xi opened the pillow and saw another smelly sock matching the previous red sock, he frowned and took it out and threw it into the bucket in the corner.

Is sleeping with socks on your pillow also a custom in the year of birth?

But why the hell can't you sleep with clean socks!

Xiong Xi himself fought a few games with the machine, and then he heard Lin Zhengqi calling him out for dinner.

Lin Zhengqi's voice attracted the dirty woman to her. The two men had been ignoring her all night while playing games, and when they heard that she was eating, she happily approached her.

It's just... what is this big black lump?

The dirty woman gave a "meow", jumped off the bench in disgust, and ran back to the nest to lie on her stomach.

Xiong Xi also seemed not very interested, he stood up and wanted to leave, "Suddenly I don't feel hungry anymore."

"Damn it, come back and eat it." Lin Zhengqi grabbed Xiong Xi's neck, forced him back to his seat, and stood beside him watching him, "Eat it up."

Xiong Xi thought that Lin Zhengqi's inability to cook should just be a bit unpalatable. After all, a normal person must be able to cook something, but looking at the plate in front of his face, it's not like he can't cook. Obviously he can do poison!

Seeing Xiong Xi's tangled appearance, Lin Zhengqi explained: "The appearance is a bit off, but the taste should be good. Ah, don't look at it as black, it's actually caramel."

"Caramel...sugar?" Xiong Xi wondered, "Did you put sugar?"

Lin Zhengqi took a packet of Taikoo sugar for coffee from the counter, sprinkled it all on the rice, and mixed it with a spoon, "Add sugar."

Hey, I'm not blind!Put sugar in front of me!And caramel doesn't mean to add some sugar after frying, right?

Xiong Xi refused all over his face, Lin Zhengqi slapped him on the head, "Don't you want to eat fried rice, I have already cooked it and you are picky eaters, hurry up and eat!"

The fried rice I asked for, I have to finish it even when I cry...

Xiong Xi picked up the spoon and took a big mouthful tragically. Unexpectedly...it was so bad.

Yes, he originally thought it was just unpalatable, but he didn't expect it to be so unpalatable. It was so unpalatable that he couldn't describe it in words.

"What did you add?" Xiong Xi put down the spoon and took a big sip of water.

"Just olive oil, rice, eggs, and salt." Lin Zhengqi explained.

After drinking the water, Xiong Xi still had that rich taste in his mouth, and he thought about it with his tongue, "Did you take monosodium glutamate as salt?"

"Impossible! How could I admit my mistake!" Unrepentant, Lin Zhengqi ate a mouthful with the spoon Xiong Xi used just now, took out a tissue and spat it out, and then asked Xiong Xi: "What does MSG look like?"