Xingyu Street

Duan Xuyan hummed, and reached out to take the big sea bowl Mo Xiaoyu handed over. When Mo Xiaoyu picked up his own big sea bowl and was about to pick up two mouthfuls of rice in it, Duan Xuyan stretched out his other hand to pinch the edge of his big sea bowl, thinking Take the bowl away.

But he underestimated the hungry Mo Xiaoyu. Mo Xiaoyu held onto her bowl tightly and refused to let him take it away. She frowned and looked at him angrily, wondering why Duan Xuyan robbed him of the bowl, but she still had a good temper with another bowl. Pointing at Duan Xuyan's bowl with one hand, "Xuyan has it, Xuyan has it."

Duan Xuyan gently coaxed him to put down the bowl: "Xiaoyu, let's not eat this, okay? You see, we still have a big cake, we can't eat the cake after eating, so the cake will spoil the next day."

When Mo Xiaoyu heard this, his frown loosened a little bit, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the beautiful cake box on the coffee table with a rainbow on it. He likes rainbows the most because there are many cakes on it. color.

Seeing that his expression was loose, Duan Xuyan put down his bowl and took the bowl that Mo Xiaoyu was holding tightly with both hands, "Xiaoyu, let's eat cake, not this."

Mo Xiaoyu still looked hesitant.

Duan Xuyan thought that Mo Xiaoyu was very thrifty, cherished food, and hated waste, so he coaxed softly, "No waste, these are for Xuyan, and Xiaoyu eats cakes and strawberries."

Duan Xuyan opened the bag of strawberries while talking. The strawberries inside were full of red, and the strawberries were very big. Mo Xiaoyu stared straight at him.

"Wow--"

Duan Xuyan took advantage of the fact that his attention was being taken away by the strawberries, and quickly snatched the bowl from his hand, put both bowls aside, then picked up the bag of strawberries on the coffee table and walked towards the kitchen.

Mo Xiaoyu followed subconsciously.

The kitchen of Mo Xiaoyu’s house is very small, and Duan Xuyan’s height of 1.8 meters is already very crowded in it. Mo Xiaoyu, who is 1.7 meters tall and less than 1.8 meters, squeezes in, and the small kitchen is even more difficult to move around. up.

Duan Xuyan glanced at the person standing beside him, and didn't tell him to wait outside. Instead, he washed two big strawberries, pulled out the leaves, and handed them to Mo Xiaoyu.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't reach out to grab it immediately, but first glanced at Duan Xuyan, as if observing his expression.

Duan Xuyan just laughed, and said softly: "It's for Xiaoyu, eat it quickly."

Mo Xiaoyu clearly heard that Duan Xuyan said it was for him, so he reached out and took it into his mouth.

Duan Xuyan washed several strawberries for Mo Xiaoyu to eat, then took him back to the living room, let him sit on the bench, opened the cake box, and handed Mo Xiaoyu a plastic fork.

The end of the fork that comes with the cake shop is a brown bear pattern, and Mo Xiaoyu touched the bear on the spoon full of love while holding it in his hand.

Duan Xuyan bought this cake for him to eat, so he didn't cut it open, but put the whole strawberry cream cake in front of Mo Xiaoyu and let him eat it directly.

But Mo Xiaoyu was unwilling, so he gestured twice on the cake with the hand holding the fork, asking Duan Xuyan to cut it open, "Xuyan eat."

"Xuyan doesn't eat, Xiaoyu eats."

Mo Xiaoyu frowned, not very happy, "We want to eat together."

He was really unhappy, his brows were tightly frowned, and Duan Xuyan was reflected in his dark almond eyes.

Duan Xuyan didn't want to make him unhappy, so she nodded in agreement and divided the cake into smaller portions.

Mo Xiaoyu watched him divide the cake into smaller portions before he was satisfied, and lowered his head to eat his portion of the cake.

Duan Xuyan poured the boiled eggs mixed with the leftover rice from the two large bowls into one bowl, and ate it with the big spoon that Mo Xiaoyu brought to mix the rice just now.

The rice was obviously leftovers from the next day, it was cold and hard, mixed with boiled eggs, tasteless and dry, Duan Xuyan had difficulty swallowing, but as long as Mo Xiaoyu turned his head to look at him, Duan Xuyan They would all smile at him, "It's delicious."

Mo Xiaoyu also took a special look at his bowl, seeing that there was not a single grain of rice left in the bowl, he smiled happily. He didn't know if he was happy that Duan Xuyan really didn't waste it, or that he said that he made the rice by himself. tasty.

After he finished laughing foolishly, he couldn't wait to take a corner of the cake to Duan Xuyan, "Xuyan, eat."

Duan Xuyan couldn't eat the cake, but he still took it from Mo Xiaoyu's hand, and said softly, "Thank you Xiaoyu, I'll eat it in a while."

Mo Xiaoyu hummed twice, then continued to bury his head in eating his cake.

His appetite is not small, at least he can eat a lot more than Duan Xuyan thought. Duan Xuyan looked at the half-baked cake in a short time, and wondered from the bottom of his heart that with Mo Xiaoyu's appetite, how could he be full of those meals just now?

But after a while Duan Xuyan realized something was wrong.

Mo Xiaoyu's eating speed was much slower than at the beginning. Duan Xuyan saw that he was swallowing hard, so he subconsciously reached out and touched his stomach, which was bulging.

Duan Xuyan hurriedly grabbed his hand and refused to let him eat any more, "Xiao Yu, stop eating when you're full."

Mo Xiaoyu frowned tightly, with a serious face, "If you don't eat it, it will spoil, and you can't waste it."

"Don't waste, don't waste, eat the leftovers." Duan Xuyan took a clean spoon after finishing speaking, and ate the leftover cake in front of Mo Xiaoyu.

Mo Xiaoyu watched quietly, seeing that Duan Xuyan had really finished eating the cake before nodding in satisfaction, "Xuyan, good!"

Duan Xuyan couldn't laugh or cry, "Xiaoyu is fine."

Mo Xiaoyu is very used to cleaning up after eating. Duan Xuyan followed him and gave his hand from time to time. After cleaning up the coffee table and garbage, the two sat on a bench and stared at each other.

There is no such thing as a TV in Mo Xiaoyu's house. To be honest, from the moment Duan Xuyan entered the house until now, he found that Mo Xiaoyu's house has almost no furniture that needs electricity to use except for an electric kettle.

Duan Xuyan asked him, "What does Xiao Yu usually play at home?"

Mo Xiaoyu thought for a while, "Drawing."

Duan Xuyan pointed to the paintings on the wall, some of which had turned yellow, "Are these painted by Xiao Yu?"

Mo Xiaoyu was very happy to see Duan Xuyan mentioning his previous paintings. He stood up from the bench and began to explain one by one.

"Xiaoyu and grandma, buy eggs!"

In the painting, there is a little man in yellow clothes and an older man with gray hair in pink clothes. The older and younger are holding hands and walking under the big tree.

Duan Xuyan listened carefully to Mo Xiaoyu's explanation of his paintings. He found that each of these paintings on the wall had Mo Xiaoyu's grandmother, who had passed away, and now there is only one photo left that Mo Xiaoyu can miss. .

"Grandma buys delicious food, grandma falls asleep, ignores Xiaoyu, grandma gets angry."

Duan Xuyan looked at the painting where Mo Xiaoyu pointed and said that grandma had fallen asleep and ignored him and was angry. The old man in pink was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and there was a little man beside the bed with a crying face.

Duan Xuyan didn't know if Mo Xiaoyu could understand death, but he just felt sad when he saw the little man with a crying face on the painting.

The last picture on the wall is still Mo Xiaoyu’s grandma. The difference is that the old man in pink is smiling, holding flowers in his arms. Mo Xiaoyu also painted a few yellow lights on her head, It is inexplicably reminiscent of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Seeing Duan Xuyan looking at the last painting, Mo Xiaoyu pointed at the grandma on the painting earnestly, "Grandma, become a fairy, Grandma Ying said, it will take a long time, a long time, a long time, a long time..."

Mo Xiaoyu talked for a long time, and then said: "Xiaoyu can see again, see, grandma."

Duan Xuyan didn't ask who Grandma Ying was, he just nodded and said softly: "Grandma Ying is right, Xiao Yu will definitely see Grandma again."