Male God Transformation Project [Rebirth]

Coming out of the casserole porridge shop, Ling Zimo and Feng Che walked slowly side by side.

Ling Zimo noticed that Feng Che beside him was in a good mood, and the corners of his lips had been slightly raised since morning until now.He has a gentle temper and often laughs, but he has never been like today.

"Zimo, why is your face so red?" Feng Che walked and found that his face was like a ripe apple.

Ling Zimo smiled unnaturally: "No, probably the porridge was too hot just now."

In fact, thinking of the kiss this morning, my face suddenly turned red.Ling Zimo found that he didn't dislike Feng Che's kiss, which made him tangled in his heart. Could it be that he was really bent?Or... Do you like Feng Che?

He shook his head vigorously, trying to straighten out the messy thoughts in his head.

Feng Che looked at him in a daze, blushing and shaking his head, could Zimo be sick?

Thinking about it, he touched Ling Zimo's forehead with his hand, and then touched his own. Fortunately, he was not sick.

Ling Zimo subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Feng Che, looking a little furious: "Why are you touching me all of a sudden?"

"I thought you had a fever." Feng Che explained.

"You just have a fever." Ling Zimo snorted softly.Just now, he was thinking about what happened in the morning, when he suddenly stretched out his hand again, which shocked him a lot.

At this time, two fashionable young girls came over and looked at them with a smile.The short-haired girl among them spoke politely: "Two handsome guys, excuse me. I want to ask..."

Another long-haired girl rushed to ask, "Are you two a couple?"

"Couple?" Feng Che raised his eyebrows, these two girls have really good eyesight.

Ling Zimo pursed his lips, and quickly shook his head: "No."

Ling Zimo's quick denial made Feng Che feel a little inexplicably blocked.

The long-haired girl was a little surprised, and her tone was a bit regretful: "You two seem to be a good match, I didn't expect you to be a couple."

Ling Zimo laughed dryly, feeling a little furious in his heart: Hmph, what a good match.Feng Che is a few years older than himself, and he's so dumb...it's too late to dislike him.

"Then can I take a photo for you?" The two girls looked at Ling Zimo and Feng Che with sparkling eyes.

Feng Che scratched his hair, looked at Ling Zimo: "Ask him."

"Uh." Ling Zimo was startled, and then said seriously, "Sorry, we are just ordinary people."

The two girls had bitter faces, with pity on their faces: "Okay, I just interrupted you." After speaking, they ran away like flying.

"I thought the two of them were here to strike up a conversation." Feng Che smiled happily, took out his phone and used it as a mirror to take a look.

"Strike up a conversation?" Ling Zimo walked around Feng Che, patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Do you think someone would like you if you look like an uncle? Or did you always hope that someone would come to strike up a conversation with you? "

Look like an uncle?Feng Che sighed softly: "So this is the image of me in your heart."

Ling Zimo gave him a meaningful look.

"Then have you taken a fancy to me?" Feng Che looked at the handsome face in front of him, a trace of longing flashed in his eyes, and then he hid it well.

"Ah?" Ling Zimo was stunned for a moment.

What Feng Che hoped to hear was the answer he had been looking forward to, but it seemed impossible at the moment, he smiled softly, and explained: "I mean, do you have a crush on me?"

After Ling Zimo heard this, his steps paused.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Feng Che felt that he was too impatient, and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

From the time the two met, until now.It's all on his own initiative, after all, he is relatively young and has a thin skin.How much does he know about his own thoughts?Or have you always regarded yourself as an older brother?

"Why do you act like someone owes you money? I didn't say I don't like it." Ling Zimo blinked his eyes with gentle eyes.

After a few seconds, he added another sentence: "Like among friends."

Feng Che muttered softly, "Fortunately, he didn't treat me as an older brother."

Friends are friends, friends can slowly develop into lovers.Although Feng Che didn't hear the answer he wanted, he was always optimistic, "Huh? What did you say?" Ling Zimo watched his lips move a few times, but he really didn't hear what he said clearly.Really!Why are you talking so quietly.

"Don't tell you."

Feng Che's brisk and mischievous tone made Ling Zimo stunned...

"It's fine if you don't say anything." Ling Zimo wiped his face with his hands, and walked forward with his long legs.

"It's really arrogant..." Feng Che said to himself, and hurriedly followed him to smooth his hair.

The street scene here at night is very beautiful, the warm street lights are not dazzling, and the store lights on both sides of the street are full of brilliance.

There is a sugar-fried chestnut shop in front, which smells fragrant and sweet from a distance.

"Smells good." Ling Zimo agreed sincerely.

Feng Che, who had just caught up behind him, grabbed his hand and walked towards the fried chestnuts: "Let's go buy a bag."

Ling Zimo didn't pay attention to his hands, he just wondered how Feng Che knew he was hungry?

The boss who sells chestnuts is a middle-aged, short, fat man in his 40s, and he looks very kind.Seeing Feng Che pulling Ling Zimo over, he couldn't help admiring: These two men are really good-looking, one is handsome and gentle, the other is sickly and beautiful.

Feng Che was half a head taller than Ling Zimo, the boss subconsciously thought it was the two brothers who came to buy chestnuts.Seeing that the two were well dressed, he asked with a smile, "Are the two brothers here to buy chestnuts?"

Ling Zimo looked at the brown chestnuts in the frying pan, each of them was round, with a little golden color at the opening.The boss turned over with a shovel from time to time, and the chestnuts also turned around.

"I want a bag." Ling Zimo pointed to the medium-sized paper bag with his finger.

When the boss heard it, he let out a hey immediately, picked up a medium-sized paper bag neatly, and put chestnuts in it.

Ling Zimo took it with a smile, then elbowed Feng Che beside him: "Pay."

Feng Che happily took out his wallet, counted the money and gave it to the boss.What is the most fulfilling thing to buy something for someone you like, even though it is just a bag of chestnuts.

"Go slowly, it's delicious and come back next time." The boss said to the two of them heartily.

Ling Zimo nodded while holding the chestnut.

Feng Che asked the boss for an extra bag from behind, caught up with Ling Zimo in two steps, and shook the bag in his hand at him.

"What are you doing with a bag?" Ling Zi looked at him suspiciously.

"Peel the chestnuts for you." Feng Che said, taking the bag of chestnuts, "I remember there is a small park not far ahead."

Go to the small park to eat chestnuts?Ling Zimo's head is full of black lines...

"It's already cold when we get back to the hotel. It doesn't taste good when it's cold. Besides, do you want to eat while walking?" Feng Che said as if he could see what he was thinking.

It seems to be...

The park is not big, but it is exquisite.There is a musical fountain in the middle, and many parents bring their children.

A little girl walked by, heading for the fountain, holding a large handful of fairy wands in her arms.

Feng Che sat down at a round stone table, Ling Zimo looked at it hesitantly, took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped it a few times before sitting down.

"It's a pity that there are no stars tonight." Feng Che clumsily peeled the chestnuts and looked up at the sky.

There is only a crescent moon hanging in the vast sky, which looks a little lonely.

"The moon is also beautiful." Ling Zimo said. "I still remember the first poem I learned, which was Li Bai's line 'The moonlight is bright in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground.'"

Feng Che smiled silently, and handed over a few round golden chestnuts, "I forgot what the first poem I learned was. But when I was in first grade, the teacher asked me to recite this poem. I forgot because I was too playful." , and was fined to stand for a class.”

There was a bit of gloating in Ling Zimo's voice: "I thought you were a good boy when you were young, but I didn't expect you to be punished."

Although Feng Che was not proficient in peeling chestnuts, he was very fast and finished peeling them in a few minutes.

He reached out and pushed the peeled chestnut meat in front of Ling Zimo, looking at Ling Zimo with his beautiful eyes without blinking.

Ling Zi couldn't help feeling a burst of warmth in his heart.Unable to resist the temptation of food for a while, I put them into my mouth one after another, completely forgetting that I drank two big bowls of porridge almost an hour ago.

The little girl holding a fairy wand just now walked towards the two of them, looking at Feng Che with bright eyes.

"Brother, do you have a lighter?" The little girl is cute and has a nice voice, soft and sticky.

"Yes." Feng Che nodded, and reached out to touch the little girl's head.

"Can you lend it to me? I want to play fairy sticks."

Feng Che took out the lighter from his trouser pocket, and gently handed it to the little girl: "Here."

The little girl smiled immediately, "Thank you, big brother."

Feng Che watched her walking away, and couldn't help exhorting loudly: "Be careful."

"It seems that you are very popular with children. I was sitting next to you, and the little girl didn't even ask me." Ling Zimo said lazily.

Feng Che stretched his waist with a very disfigured smile: "Ask you? You don't have a lighter either."

"Hmph." Although Ling Zimo agreed with him, he still snorted arrogantly.

Beside the musical fountain, the little girl had a good time playing fairy sticks, and there was an older boy beside him, probably the little girl's brother.After more than ten minutes, the little girl obediently returned the lighter to Feng Che.

"Let's go." Ling Zimo stood up and looked at Feng Che.

"Okay." Feng Che nodded.

Back in the room, Ling Zimo quickly tossed off his coat, and plopped on the big soft bed.

"The game is over, when are we going back?" Feng Che sat by the window with a smile in his eyes.

"It's all right, anyway, I've been shopping in the past two days." Ling Zimo said.

"Then wash and rest early, I'm going back to my room." Feng Che rubbed Ling Zimo's head, feeling a little bit reluctant.

Ling Zimo watched Feng Che leave on his stomach. He closed the door very carefully for fear of disturbing himself.Ling Zimo was full of thoughts for a while, tangled and confused.

After finally calming down, Ling Zimo suddenly remembered that his cousin Ling Yuhan and the others hadn't appeared for a long time.

I tried to contact them yesterday, but I couldn't. There is no danger, right?

After thinking wildly for a long time, Ling Zimo felt that he was really a pig brain.How old is Ling Yuhan still need to worry?Probably because I thought it was not fun, I went back first.