left earring

The porridge is neither cold nor hot, and it has minced meat in it, which is very fragrant, with a little salt and vegetable leaves, it is very sticky.There is a sense of melting in the mouth.

Zuo Qian touched the gauze covering the wound on his forehead, eating very happily.

Sitting heavily in front of the bed and looking at him for a while, he asked again: "Before the speech at C University, we must have never seen him before, right?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"Then why do you repeat...?"

Zuo Qian looked back at the heavy hand that stared at him and stopped eating. Seeing that Zuo Qian stopped eating, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Zuo Qian said, "I thought about it very seriously just now."

looked at him with a heavy nod

"I don't know!" Zuo Qian stared at Shen Zhong innocently after finishing speaking, got up and walked out silently, Zuo Qian ate again with a bowl in his hand, and before Shen Zhong was about to leave, Zuo Qian thanked: "I heard that you helped I'm on leave, thank you."

The foot that was heavily stepped out of the door was retracted, and she stared at Zuo Qian with a strange expression. Just as Zuo Qian was inexplicable, when she heard the other party's tone, she suddenly became colder and asked, "Who are you listening to?"

"Uh?"

"You're not asleep," Shen Zhong said firmly

"Oops!" Zuo Qian said vaguely with half a spoonful of porridge in his mouth.

In fact, this is really strange for Zuo Qian's quick talk. It is said that he was already asleep when Ji Kuang left last night, and he had a fever in the middle of the night. went.

Seeing that the heavy eyes were so cold that they were about to drop ice scum, Zuo Qian hurriedly swallowed the porridge in his mouth and said, "But if you ignored me last night, I might really be useless today."

"why?"

"Because no one cares about me."

"where is your family?"

"no"

Hearing the other party's answer so smoothly, he frowned heavily, obviously not believing this trickster, Zuo Qian looked at the other party's expression and showed a trace of grievance.

Without waiting for Shen Zhong to say anything else, Zuo Qian stood up and covered his forehead and said, "Anyway, I found out that I was injured so badly at your door. You can't throw me out until I recover."

heavy gaze

Zuo Qian continued: "And you asked for leave from the school for me."

With heavy eyes showing no surprise, he stared at Zuo Qian who was kneeling on the bed for a long while, then left the room with a click of his tongue.

Zuo Qian cheerfully hugged the porridge on the bedside and drank it.

In the next few days, Qi Lang came to Shen's house every day with a medical kit on his back for consultation. The wound on Zuo Qian's body recovered quickly, except for the hole on his forehead.

Qi Lang lamented the resilience of young people, and had to admit that they were getting old.

Zhong Zhong typed on the computer every day, and had to listen to his friends nagging, so he asked somewhat displeasedly, "Are you free?"

Qi Lang looked out the glass window at Zuo Qian, who was leisurely looking around in the heavy yard, and said absent-mindedly: "En, huh? What did you say?"

Looking back at Shen Zhong, he saw that the other party just glanced at him unintentionally, and the movements of his hands never stopped.

Qi Lang put his hands under his cheeks and said thoughtfully for a while, "You...are you still waiting for her after all these years?"

Hearing what Qi Lang said about her, Shen Zhong finally stopped his hands, but his eyes were still glued to the computer, making people wonder whether he was looking at the computer or just lost in thought?

When Qi Lang had lost the patience to hear the answer, Shen Zhong raised his eyes and said: "If I'm free, my lunch will be in trouble."

"Are you kidding me? How much work do I want me to do for you if I charge you a salary? It's not righteous enough to bother me to clean the house for you, really!"

Looking at the back of the angrily leaving with the medicine box, he shook his head heavily, and buried his head in the computer again.

When he met Zuo Qian who was playing on the swing in the courtyard, Qi Lang smiled and flattered him: "Little beauty, do you want my brother to play with you?"

Zuo Qian touched his arm in disgust, and showed him: "Hey, goosebumps have arisen."

"Why? It's really sad." Qi Lang looked like he was about to cry, and Zuo Qian looked at him for a long while with inquiring eyes, until the smile on Qi Lang's face froze and he didn't know what to do, then he heard the other party wondering asked

"Are you and Shen Zhong very good friends?"

Very good?Qi Lang blinked inexplicably and said uncertainly: "It's sort of." Anyway, they have known each other for a long time.

"Hmm..." Zuo Qian pinched her chin for a long time with a deep expression.

"What's wrong? Little handsome man?"

"It turns out he likes this tone." Zuo Qian came to this conclusion seriously, causing Qi Lang, who had already had a flowery face, to pull his face down immediately, and said one word at a time, "Such a tone?"

"Wow, heavy life-saving!"

The heavy forehead in the room closed his eyes, as if he was trying to suppress some kind of emotion.

Until Qi Lang came to Zhong Chong's house again, Zuo Qian walked around him all the way, and never allowed him to get close, Qi Lang, who had returned to normal, expressed great dissatisfaction with this.

During the few days when Zuo Qian lived in Shen Zhong's house and had a great time, his Zuo Qian's footprints could be found upstairs, downstairs and even on the wall. One day, Zhong Zhong asked him coldly while watching TV on the sofa : "Do you know what it means for the dove to occupy the magpie's nest?"

At that time, Zuo Qian, who was digging through the heavy bookcase, pondered for a long time before answering: "I think it's more appropriate to use Zuo to occupy Shen's nest."

Appropriate X, heavy and speechless.

"What the hell are you digging through my bookcase?"

Zuo Qian turned his head and replied, "I want to find the book I want to read."

"Oh? You actually have a book you like to read?" Zhong Chong said with some surprise: "You said the title of the book, don't look around there, I didn't put it by myself, and I couldn't find it when I was looking for information."

"Little Yellow Book"

Hearing this answer, the blue veins on Shen Shen's forehead popped out, and he stopped pressing the TV remote control. After a while, he turned his head slowly with a serious expression: "What do you think I have in there?" He dragged out the child who was still rummaging inside, and gave a stern warning: "Don't rummage through my bookcase in the future."

In fact, during the days when Zuo Qian lived in Shen Zhong's house, the two of them seemed to have lost their sense of unfamiliarity, mainly because Zuo Qian was too thick-skinned.

One night after taking a shower, Zuo Qian, wearing a heavy tank top and shorts, came up to Shen Shen and asked embarrassingly, "Cheng Chong, have you got a girlfriend yet?"

Shen Zhong looked at him with strange eyes, but did not answer.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Heavy even rarely lifts his eyelids to watch his TV.

"That's sex|Is there a partner?"

Shen Zhong felt extremely headache, and still ignored him.

I only heard Zuo Qian ask the key points: "Then how do you usually meet your physical needs?"

"If you're bored, go back to your room and sleep."

Zuo Qian sat down in front of Shen Zhong with a red face and said calmly, "I want it."

"Pfft!" The heavy sip of water that was drinking was sprayed far away, and then stared at him for a while with a gloomy expression, then left the scene angrily without waiting for Zuo Qian to look up at him, and cursed: "What's wrong!"