Cupid

When Knotaba Yuhito was very young, his biological parents handed him over to his grandfather to take care of him and then disappeared.

Hu Zhang, who lives with his grandfather, is a filial child.

You only need to look at the dishes, learn about the taste of the old man from Mrs. Fujiwara, and make a delicious dish under her guidance and give it to the knotweed. You can get the praise of the old man and the bright smile of the young man at the same time.

Then I asked my grandfather to comment on the name of trying to improve my cooking skills to start a conversation. If it goes well, I can also ask interesting stories about the family life of Polygonum cuspidatum.

After all, you are a woman with a poor brain.

It is easier for you to be a listener than a speaker.Rather than actively sharing interesting opinions and adjusting the atmosphere of the conversation, you think it is great to not say the wrong thing and not make the other person hate you.

Ordinary men mostly like to boast and talk to show their uniqueness, so this kind of trick doesn't work.

But there are many wonders in the world, besides ordinary men, there are also tyrants who like to make things difficult for others, restrained children, or teenagers who want to know you——

"Senior Xiaochun, can you also tell me about your affairs?"

"The chat shouldn't always focus on me, right? Although it feels like I'm very happy to be your focus..."

One day, after finishing the work in the store, the boy who was walking with you on the road suddenly stopped and called out your name softly.

"But I also want to know more about you."

"Such as something to eat...do you like anything?"

The young man is standing by your side, his honey-colored face is dyed a beautiful crimson by the evening sun, and his clear eyes are shining brightly.

Like wanting to see your soul through this human disguise.

That focused gaze keeps your feet nailed in place.

Although it's nice to get the other party's attention.

But that keenness that suddenly sees through your little tricks puts a small discount on your joy.

As an unlovable little geek, you don't want to be touched at all about who you really are.

Because of such ulterior motives, even though the knotweed cusp clearly raised the question, you still twirled your fingers and awkwardly stated the answer:

"Well, I like snacks..."

Your voice was very low, and you didn't want to look at him when you spoke, so you turned your head a little bit.

"Well, what else? Tell me more."

The boy made a coquettish request in a clear voice.There is the sound of wind in your ears, warm breathing, and before you realize it, Knotweed has already bent down towards you.

Like a cat, it will chase after curious things very closely.

An insatiable boy, he looks at you intently, and is very concerned about your answers.

Because we often do tram rides together, Polygonum cuspidatum is used to this kind of intimate distance with you, and if he gets closer, he will touch your forehead.

You smell his warm scent again.

That kind of inexplicable, pervasive thing grabs you, and the eyes and gaze are more impressive than the actual body temperature and breathing——

hot.

Of course, you avoided looking at him, lowered your eyelids, and glanced over your lips to your chin and finally to your chest.

After the knotweed bends over, you can see some beautiful muscle lines through the loose neckline of the sweater.

You couldn't help shrinking your neck.

Obviously you are the older party, but the knotweed seems to always have a way to make the disobedient you listen for a while, and you answer honestly:

"...the sweet kind."

"Okay, I've made a note, and I'll prepare well."

Saying so, Knotweed showed a hearty smile.

The result of you making things difficult for others is that the knotweed directly asked the restaurant for a week off on the grounds of exam revision.

Although he will talk to you about the interesting things that happened in school on the line as usual, and then send you some newly collected emoticons.But it was disappointing not to be able to meet.

You start to miss him.

So sorry.

No matter what the knotweed has prepared, you will praise him well.

Anyway, it should be something like a cake, right?

Knotweed reappeared a week later, hugging a water-red gift box, and said:

"Because your way of speaking sometimes becomes... very classical, a bit like the noble lady of the Dahe drama. So do you like this kind of historical snack more?"

"I asked my classmate to send it from my hometown!"

As expected of a TV kid, Knotweed has imitated the tone of a TV shopping guide by ten percent when he said these words, as if presenting a treasure, he lifted the lid of the gift box toward you——

Yatsuhashi cake, steamed buns, yokan...

What appeared in it was not the kind of popular Internet celebrity desserts, but traditional dim sum with a relatively long history.

The very popular Knotweed Yuren mobilized his friends within a week, and collected all the snacks he could think of in front of you.

You prefer traditional glutinous rice products to trendy desserts such as cream cakes, crepes, and ice cream.

It should be soft enough, with sticky and sandy red bean filling, sweet enough to melt your mind, you can eat ten dishes a day, and you can eat it for 70 years without getting bored...

It was fine in the past, this was a luxury that only the pampered young lady could have.

But in the ever-changing modern age, this hobby is not so cute in your eyes. It sounds like a little old lady who was abandoned by the times and couldn't bite things.You decided to give up thinking and disguise yourself as the easy-going sweet party of Gojo Satoru and what you eat.

You interrupted to praise Knotweed, which I haven't seen for a long time.

Now that he really sent something very desirable, while your eyes lit up, your words of praise for him became more sincere.

In order to show that your love is not fake, you can't help but say a few more gossip stories about some of the dim sum founders.

Knotweed lies on the table and looks at you quietly, as a gift giver, he smiles and bends his eyes:

"That's amazing. Senior Xiaochun, have you been to many places? You know a lot..."

Here it is again, this feeling that if you say too many mistakes, if you are not careful, you will become the center of the topic.

After realizing what you said, you fell into a brief silence.

When you spoke again, you suddenly said something that made the pupils of the knotweed tremble:

"Because my ex-husband often goes on business trips, he likes to take me with him when he does business, and throws me at scenic spots casually for me to have snacks."

Because you have developed some skills in "walking" time after time, and there is a precedent of escaping, the two-faced Nuo will lock you by your side while taking Limei away when you go out for a long time .

Two-faced Su Nuo is going to do business, and you, Ahu, and Big Eye will be arranged in a safer place nearby.

Before leaving, Lime will leave you with an estimated return time and enough living expenses:

"I remember that this is a good leisure attraction. You can experience it while waiting, and then select the best ones and dedicate them to adults."

His injunctions give a legitimate purpose to simple pleasure.

With the determination of a gourmet connoisseur, you try to memorize the words introduced by the store while carefully chewing the food in your mouth.

The Cursed King had a great time fighting outside, and returned in blood.

You eat to your heart's content, your mouth is full of fine flour, and even your fingertips are covered with some pastry residue.

Although you wear beautiful clothes and some expensive jewelry, you are still that poor country girl in your bones, you will lower your eyes obediently, and slowly clean the stuffing on your fingertips with the tip of your tongue like a cat combing its hair.

Until the weight on your legs suddenly lightened, the big eyes that were originally sitting in your arms to cushion your elbows were hidden in your wooden box.

It was only when you raised your head again that you realized that Su Nuo had already taken the seat directly opposite you before you knew it.

...He came back two full days earlier than Limei guessed.

"You look satisfied? What an insatiable greedy face."

"Do you like it that much? You didn't even notice when I came back..."

The man who had just returned from the desperate struggle, his clean white shirt was covered with uncoagulated blood stains, and there were still unhealed wounds on his body.

He is lazily propping his chin up and looking at you with a soft chuckle.

The expression on Mingming’s face is calm and peaceful, but with Su Nuo as the center, the fun within 50 meters nearby seems to have fallen into a lifeless magic cave, and the hustle and bustle of the small town disappeared without a trace.

To die.

Under the gaze of Su Nuo, the guilty conscience of eating waste waiting to die captures your mind instantly.

You couldn't help holding your breath, and eagerly held up the rest of the dim sum with your hands and said to him: "Please taste this sir, this is very, very delicious, I specially reserved it for you." Trying to add to the rudeness just now Some valid reasons.

"Okay, hope it's what you say it is."

The man who responded with a deep voice lowered his head, and swallowed the dessert that was brought to him, along with your wet fingertips.

The dry lips rubbed against the skin vaguely, and the sharp tiger teeth brought a shuddering pain.

"Head up."

There was obvious disgust in the man's voice.

What appeared on his haughty face was a rather nasty smile:

"Since you like this kind of thing, I can give you more."

"If you are not dead, come out quickly and give me another ten plates of this kind of snack."

Because of his horrific malice, he was suppressed by ordinary people, and after Su Nuo gave an order, he regained his ability to move, and then the snacks that brought you enjoyment began to appear on the table continuously.

They are pinched in the hands of the man and slowly put into your mouth. As long as you swallow the next one, it will be delivered in time. The whole process is seamless.

It’s really fun to eat something you like, and Su Nuo fed it to you with your own hands, so it’s even happier...

But being so happy makes me want to cry.

You finally burst into tears uncontrollably as you ate the third plate.

It's all your fault. After going to the soup house for vacation, Su Nuo's attitude towards you was too peaceful. The daily routine of boiling frogs in warm water made you lose a certain amount of vigilance, and temporarily forgot about this man's incomparably vicious nature.

But, damn it... If this goes on like this, before the jade of the four souls loses its effect, you will be strangled to death by Su Nuo's mantra-filled dim sum.

You caressed Su Nuo's strong arm with trembling fingers, begging for mercy:

"No, no. I haven't seen you for two days... I miss you more than snacks, I miss you so much."

"Woo, woo, it's great that you're fine..."

"Do you want to wash up first? My lord."

Your miserable begging for mercy made Su Nuo let out a pleasant low laugh.He terminated the "pleasant and sweet feeding game" and burned the snacks in his palm with a flame born out of thin air:

"Oh?"

"Don't you still remember what you should do? My witch."

He cupped your wet face with rough palms, and you felt something slippery and strong licking away the tears from the corners of your eyes.

"Okay, let's go wash up."

At the same time as the voice fell, Su Nuo hugged you by the waist.

That was another one that was really too much to eat.

It is a pleasant thing to present all the things the other party likes, and it can be said to be a flattering tone.Act of love.

But why does he always find a way to make it all so torturous?

Fortunately, compared to the source of blood and resentment that Su Nuo has lingering all year round, those unlucky people who died for no apparent reason, the life he gave you is already enough preferential treatment.

After that, you changed from eating snacks happily to observing the surrounding situation at any time, and eating snacks secretly in the kitchen where mice hide and seek. the cursed king.

Cannibalism is soft.

You can only suffer.

It is also true that the knotweed praised you for being young.

The freshness of the "skin" is linked to the concentration of the mantra. You have been eating and drinking at Su Nuo for 70 years. Although you are frightened every day, it has become the pinnacle of your beauty.

These are things you wouldn't tell anyone, not even Hui.

No one should ever ask you what you don't want to say.

So instead of having questions and answers with knotweed like squeezing toothpaste, and being peeled off layer by layer like an onion, you decided to take the initiative and want to burst out what you can say——

Based on previous experience, I made up a cruel story of family misfortune, parents who owed debts and vanished, younger brother was sold to gangsters as thugs to pay off debts, older sister dropped out of school to work to pay back money and was taken care of cruelly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean not to talk about myself."

"But how can these things..."

—I'm sorry, so don't ask me.

Look at me, but don't see me.

Don't, don't, just don't.