Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

Wang Xiaoming concentrated on typing for more than three hours. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was hungry again. Looking at the time, it was almost time for lunch in the afternoon... Wang Xiaoming raised his head and glanced at Yu Fengjing at the other end of the video, Ask: "You wouldn't just watch me type for three hours without doing anything, would you?" Then Yu Fengjing is too idle, right?

Yu Fengjing shook his head and said, "Just now I wrote my thesis for a while, and I have to hand in my homework."

"You're only freshmen, so you're already writing papers," Wang Xiaoming asked in surprise, and then he stroked his chin and said, "We had to go to the library to search for materials when we wrote papers, how are you doing now? You can copy and paste it directly on Baidu.”

"How can you be so perfunctory?" Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You are always in college like this?"

"University is for fooling around," Wang Xiaoming sighed, but his tone quickly became serious again, "Of course, that's for me, you can't just mess around, you have to study hard, you know?" ?”

While talking, Wang Xiaoming sighed again: "Actually, I regret that I spent four years in college. It feels like a waste..."

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction: "Why is your tone always so old-fashioned?"

"I'm already much older than you, okay?" Wang Xiaoming snorted, "When I went to elementary school with my schoolbag on my back, you were still crawling all over the floor in crotch pants!" He was nine years older than Yu Fengjing, who stood at thirty Maybe he will be forty and bald by the time... Thinking about it makes me feel stuffy.

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help touching the thick and soft black hair on his head in self-pity, thinking what to do if he turned into a Mediterranean...

"You're so much older than me, why aren't you being pushed down by me..." Yu Fengjing curled his lips and smiled lightly.

Wang Xiaoming's face turned red, he snorted viciously, and after a while, he asked reluctantly, "If...if...if I..."

"What?" Yu Fengjing looked at Wang Xiaoming's vague expression of wanting to ask but not daring to ask, and asked amusedly.

"If I become Mediterranean in the future, will you still love me?" Wang Xiaoming finished blushing.

"Pfft..." Yu Fengjing was drinking water, and he almost spit out a mouthful of water when he heard the words. He coughed twice, managed to swallow the water, and looked up at Wang Xiaoming helplessly.

Wang Xiaoming said seriously: "My grandfather is Mediterranean, my father is Mediterranean, and my uncle is my father's brother is also Mediterranean. I think our family may have family inheritance, so I may be Mediterranean in the future... If I If it becomes the Mediterranean, will you still love me?" At the end, Wang Xiaoming looked anxiously at Yu Fengjing on the other end of the video.

Yu Fengjing's face turned red from holding back his laughter. He looked at Wang Xiaoming helplessly and said, "Mediterranean is a midlife crisis that every man may encounter. You may become Mediterranean, and I may become Mediterranean."

"But it's a family tradition..." Wang Xiaoming snorted.

"If you become a mediterranean by then, I'll shave my head bald and grow old bald with you... how about it." Yu Fengjing chuckled lightly.

The most romantic thing I can think of~

Just to slowly become bald with you~

Until we are bald and become the Mediterranean ~

You still regard me as a treasure in the palm of your hand~

... What the hell is this!

Wang Xiaoming was about to laugh and cry because of his brain, he couldn't help singing to Yu Fengjing, and Yu Fengjing couldn't help laughing too.

The two laughed and quarreled for a while, and Yu Fengjing urged Wang Xiaoming to eat on time. Wang Xiaoming rubbed his flat stomach, and obediently took out his mobile phone to call and order a takeaway.

After Wang Xiaoming ordered takeaway, he saw Yu Fengjing also called and ordered a takeaway. The two of them were separated by the screen, as if they were in the same space. Apart from the long distance between them, everything seemed to be intimate with them. There was no difference in those days.

About an hour later, the takeaways for both of them arrived, and they ate face to face through the screen. While eating the chicken legs in his meal, Wang Xiaoming kept looking into Yu Fengjing's bowl and asked, "What about you?" Is the radish and beef brisket rice delicious?" The beef brisket in Yu Fengjing's radish and beef brisket rice is big in size, thick in color, fat and thin, while the radish is smooth and tender, golden and shiny. Just looking at it, Wang Xiaoming felt a little The rich fragrance came through the screen, he couldn't help swallowing, and bit his chopsticks.

"Delicious," Yu Fengjing said with a smile while eating, he deliberately picked up a piece of beef brisket that was covered in sauce and shook it twice in front of the camera, "Do you want to eat it?"

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help swallowing, he looked at Yu Fengjing eagerly, and nodded eagerly.

"...It's a pity that you can't eat it," Yu Fengjing said, putting the beef brisket into his mouth, closing his eyes and chewing for a couple of times. After swallowing it, he still smiled and commented to Wang Xiaoming, "It's delicious. , the sauce is rich, soft and tender, full of strength."

Wang Xiaoming snorted, lowered his head and bit the chicken leg viciously.

The chicken leg rice he ordered was also delicious, but unfortunately he eats it every day, every day, no matter how delicious it is, he gets tired of it.

After eating all the chicken legs, Wang Xiaoming looked up at Yu Fengjing's boxed lunch on the other side of the screen, watched the radish and beef brisket rice in it, and swallowed silently for a while, thinking that he would also order a radish and beef brisket rice for lunch tomorrow.

Yu Fengjing finished eating soon, he raised his head to look at Wang Xiaoming, who had glossy lips, smiled and pointed to the corner of his own mouth, reminding Wang Xiaoming that there was a piece of white rice next to his mouth.

Wang Xiaoming didn't take it seriously, and licked off the white rice with the tip of his tongue.

Yu Fengjing looked at Wang Xiaoming licking the ruddy tip of his tongue, and couldn't help but look down, wondering what he was thinking.

After Wang Xiaoming finished drinking the lemon juice drink, he collapsed on the chair and burped a little.

Compared with the earth-shattering appearance of most boys when they burp, Wang Xiaoming can be called gentle when he burps. Similarly, when he catches a cold and sneezes, his voice is also very small.

... Then Wang Xiaoming sneezed immediately, in a small, crunchy sound, like a child sneezing.

After sneezing, he felt his nose itchy, so he couldn't help rubbing his nose.

"What, you have a cold?" Yu Fengjing frowned.

"I just sneezed. How could it be a cold?" Wang Xiaoming said disapprovingly. He has been in good health since he was a child. He has never had a cold or fever, let alone a minor illness. "Someone must be scolding me." !"

Just as Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, he sneezed again.

"...Who is it that misses me so much." He rubbed his nose.

"It must be me," Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and laughed, "I miss you very much."

"We are all face to face, what are you thinking about, make me sneeze all the time..." Wang Xiaoming gave Yu Fengjing a dissatisfied look.

"It's not really meeting again, I miss you even more now." Yu Fengjing said in a low voice, looking at Wang Xiaoming with soft eyes.

At this time, the atmosphere was just right. Seeing that Wang Xiaoming was about to be moved, suddenly another sneeze came out...

Yu Fengjing watched helplessly as Wang Xiaoming sneezed a dozen times in a row, and finally Wang Xiaoming rubbed his nose almost red.

"It seems that you really have a cold." Yu Fengjing said calmly.

Wang Xiaoming rubbed his red nose and looked at Yu Fengjing pitifully.

"When summer and autumn are social, the temperature rises and falls suddenly, so it is easy to catch a cold." Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't sleep and eat well, your immunity will definitely decline. See, this is the fate of not treating your body well. .”

After another sneeze, Wang Xiaoming found that his nose started to runny, so he wiped his nose with a tissue and said pitifully, "I used to rarely catch a cold..."

"People who seldom catch colds don't mean they have good immunity. Some people seldom have minor illnesses and pains, but once they get sick, they will become serious illnesses. On the contrary, those who have constant minor illnesses and pains will rarely have serious illnesses," Yu Fengjing said in a tone She said softly, "Forget it, it's useless to tell you about this now, do you still have cold medicine at home?"

"How do you know so much? I seem to be the older one." Wang Xiaoming threw the tissue into the small trash can next to the computer desk, and simply rolled up the tissue and stuffed it into his nostrils, which looked very ridiculous. "Cold medicine, I don't seem to have any at home, because I rarely catch a cold QAQ"

"Even if you seldom get sick, you should prepare some common medicines at home," Yu Fengjing sighed, "However, taking too much cold medicine is not good for your health. Now go take a hot bath and go to bed quickly. Cover yourself with a thick quilt and sweat, if you still feel bad when you wake up tomorrow, see if you should go to the pharmacy to buy medicine."

"Oh," Wang Xiaoming nodded in a daze. He used to seldom take medicine even if he caught a cold. He waited for the cold to heal naturally, but it took too long for it to heal naturally, and it was really uncomfortable. Go take a hot shower."

"You go, I'll watch you here." Yu Fengjing said with a light smile.

"When you caught a cold...how was it?" Wang Xiaoming began to feel a little dizzy in his brain. He rarely did this before, but this time when he caught a cold, it was like a mountain falling, but watching the gentle voice on the other end of the video Looking at his Yu Fengjing, he couldn't help but pick a question to ask.

Yu Fengjing paused, then said with a light smile, "They...don't care about me, I fought it alone."

No wonder Yu Fengjing knew so much, it turned out he was forced out.

"It's okay. I'll take care of you when you catch a cold." Wang Xiaoming felt that he might also have a fever, his brain was dizzy, and his face was burning hot. "...they don't love you, so I'll love you."

"Okay," Yu Fengjing curled his lips into a smile, "From now on, you will love me..."

The eyes of the two people intertwined through the screen, Wang Xiaoming snorted lightly, slapped Yu Fengjing's face lightly through the screen, and said with a blushing face, "Shameless."

Yu Fengjing chuckled lightly, and said, "...I can be even more shameless, so get closer."

Wang Xiaoming didn't know why, but his brain was groggy due to the cold, so he subconsciously listened to Yu Fengjing's words and moved his face a little closer to the computer screen.

Then Yu Fengjing suddenly leaned down and kissed on the screen, and a clear "boo~" came out through the speaker - he kissed Wang Xiaoming's mouth through the screen.

It was a kiss across the screen.