Black Heart Tangyuan Edible Guide

When the eyes were restored to light, the crying of the two children stopped at the same time.

Fortunately, the two are hugging each other now, and they can't see each other's face, otherwise they would definitely see the confusion written on each other's face - who am I, where am I, what was I doing just now?

Damn, how embarrassing!

Different perspective, same embarrassment.The two pushed each other away at the same time, one rushed to the bedroom and the other to the toilet.

After a while, the two came out of their respective rooms with smiles and polite embarrassment.

"..."

Cheng Du looked at the two big red bumps on Fang Zhimo's eyes, and didn't know what to say to start, so he turned to look at the phone on the corner table.

Fang Zhimo seemed to have thought of the culprit at the same time, and walked towards Jiaoji before Cheng Du could speak.

"... tail number 2801, who is it?"

"... Qin Yuan."

No wonder Fang knew that Mo Yan was born, Tan Yuan's family had only just opened the phone, and even Cheng Du had just found out about it.

"Tan Yuan? What is he calling at this hour?"

As Fang Zhimo was talking, he had already raised the microphone and pressed the call back.

"Hello? Tan Yuan, I know Mo. What's the matter when you called?"

"Power outage? Ah, it stopped just now, and it also stopped at your place?"

"What? No, I didn't cry. I have a cold and my voice is a little hoarse."

"Ah? We've already called, you didn't come? Oh, then why don't you just come over and do it, Cheng Du is also here."

"Okay, okay, see you later."

Fang Zhimo hung up the phone, and said to Cheng Du, "Tan Yuan. He said he would come here later to do homework."

Cheng Du looked at him and hummed, hesitated for a while, and said, "You... why don't you go wash your face, it's a little... um... a little obvious."

Speaking of the last sentence, Cheng Du pointed to the position of his eyes.Fang Zhimo's skin was fair, and when he cried, his upper and lower eye sockets were completely red, and he couldn't hide it.

Fang Zhimo blinked, said oh, and simply went into the room and took out a set of pajamas: "I'll just take a bath, so it will take longer."

Cheng Du nodded, guiltily turned his face away, and for a moment didn't know how to face the other party.

Seeing him like this, Fang Zhimo also felt embarrassed, gathered the pajamas in his hand and said, "Then I'll go."

"Ah."

Cheng Du was slightly relieved when the child carried his pajamas into the bathroom.

What happened...why does it feel so strange.

It's a bit embarrassing to say something like crying, but it's a secret shared by two people, right?

Other people get closer when they have a shared secret, but the two of them are... well...

Seems like, sort of, backfired?

Fang Zhimo sank into the bathtub, looking at the warm light shining down from the water, his thoughts wavered a little.

What happened to him just now, he hugged Xueba together, and the two of them cried thoroughly?

Not only did Xueba not stop him, but, it seemed, he cried more sadly than himself?Even my glasses are fogging up...

Hmm...it's actually quite cute.

While Fang Xiaomo sank to the bottom of the water in a daze, Cheng Du was also in a daze in the living room, until there was a knock on the door and finally came back to his senses.

"Look, look, what did we bring you two?"

Qin Yuan and Tan Xiaobo rushed in like a gust of wind, carrying their lunch boxes.

"Hey? Why are you alone? Where's Fang Zhimo?"

Tan Xiaobo glanced at the books and notebooks spread out on the table, and looked around a few times.

"It's taking a shower."

After Cheng Du sat back at the table, he looked a little sluggish.

"What's the matter? Why are you listless?" Tan Xiaobo glanced at Cheng Du, opened the lunch box, and said cheerfully, "Look, burst belly, stewed, glutinous rice balls...the smell is so delicious, I haven't eaten yet Right? Come and try it!"

Cheng Du had just eaten, and he glanced at him with no appetite: "We both ate."

"Hey, I didn't say it earlier, so we brought it up all the way. What should I do then? Put it in the refrigerator? Where is their refrigerator?"

Tan Xiaobo re-covered several dishes and looked around for the refrigerator.

"Here, go out the Banyue Gate, there is a dining room outside."

Cheng Du raised his finger and then lowered his head, listless and weak the whole time.

"Where?"

Tan Xiaobo carried the lunch box, spun around roughly with his hands and feet, and shouted loudly.

Cheng Du gave him a half-dead look: "..."

"Cheng Du, what's wrong with you?" Tan Xiaobo was a rough man, but Tan Yuan had sharp eyes, and he could tell something was wrong at a glance.

"It's okay. Take Tan Xiaobo to find the refrigerator, I'm doing my homework."

Cheng Du's eyes are still straight up until now, how can he care about Tan Yuan.

What's more, just now he and Fang Zhimo cried for half a night about this matter, but it turned out that Tan Xiaobo didn't have any lumps in his heart, he was heartless and hit him to death.

"He's not stupid, he can find it. Hey, let me tell you, you two are fighting again, right?"

Tan Yuan remembered that the two of them were acting weird that day at the movie theater, thinking that there must be something wrong here.

Cheng Du was weak: "..."

What does "again" mean?

Tan Yuan was still about to say something, when he suddenly heard Fang Zhimo's voice behind him.

"coming?"

Fang Zhimo was wearing plaid pajamas, came out with a box of milk in his mouth, and put a towel on his head. He was steaming and red, like a fresh shrimp just out of the pot.

Cheng Du glanced at him, and subconsciously clicked his tongue: "How many times have I said, don't drink ice after washing hot."

Fang Zhimo blinked and said oh, but he didn't change it.

Old father Cheng Du couldn't take it anymore, he stood up and snatched the milk from the child: "Okay, I'll warm it up for you."

The child blinked, giggled, stretched out his hand to rub the dripping hair, and walked towards Tan Yuan.

Tan Yuan: "Well... I'll go and help Tan Xiaobo."

This doesn't look like it's going to fight!Don't people know how harmonious it is?

When Cheng Du finished warming up the milk, the three of them had already turned on the TV and were watching the video that Tan Xiaobo rented from the video store downstairs, laughing out loud following the plot from time to time.

Cheng Du looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost nine o'clock: "...It seems that you guys don't plan to do homework today?"

Fang Zhimo looked back at him, reached out and pressed the remote control: "Xue Ba is right, do it quickly, Tan Xiaobo will have to go home later. By the way, your home is quite far away, Tan Xiaobo."

"I won't be going back today. I just wanted to tell you, please take me in for the night," Tan Xiaobo said sincerely, "I can't live in Tan Yuan's house all the time, my mother should bother me."

Tan Xiaobo lives far away, and usually takes a car to see him off, but recently it seems that he never comes home, and he doesn't know what's going on.

"Stop, there are only three rooms in my house, my parents', my sister's, and mine. Where are you going to sleep?"

It is absolutely impossible for Fang Zhimo to let Tan Xiaobo sleep in his room. The bed in his sister's room is too small, and his parents' room...is not suitable.

"Let's squeeze with you. Please, my house is too big, and it's scary to go back. I always feel that there are traffickers ambushing near my house. When I go back, click, immediately sell it to the sea to become a shrimp slave."

Tan Xiaobo clasped his hands together and looked at Fang Zhimo sincerely.His parents were on a business trip during this period, and he was the only one on the upper and lower floors of the house, and he always felt uneasy when he fell asleep.

"..."

Fang Zhimo actually understood him quite well, after all what happened to the gangsters last time scared him.

"If it doesn't work, I can sleep on the sofa. It's not too cold this day, so I don't need a quilt for the time being."

Tan Xiaobo took a look at Fangzhi Mo's sofa, and felt that it was quite reliable and looked quite warm.

Fang Zhimo: "Then..."

Before the words 'All right' came out of his mouth, Cheng Du had already said first: "It's not convenient for him here, go to my place, I'll squeeze with you."

Fang Zhimo: "..."

"Where are you? Your parents are not..."

Knowing the situation of Cheng Du's family, Tan Xiaobo was a little hesitant.

Cheng Du opened his homework book: "My dad won't come back today. My mom is very nice and won't dislike you. That's all right, hurry up and write, otherwise you won't be able to finish it by 10 o'clock."

As soon as they heard it made sense, several people opened their homework books one after another.

"Hey Cheng Du, lend me your notes, I didn't copy them."

Tan Xiaobo opened his notebook, and suddenly remembered that he had copied an example sentence in English class in the afternoon. He asked Tan Yuan, but he didn't take notes at all.

"Okay, I'll get it for you."

Cheng Du turned around and was about to get his schoolbag when he suddenly heard someone say a word without thinking: "No."

The author has something to say:

Cheng Du: You can't drink something cold after taking a bath.

Fang Zhimo: Oh. (￣へ￣)

Cheng Du: But you can drink it hot, I'll make it hot for you.

Fang Zhimo: Oh. (*≧ω≦)

Qin Yuan: ...Sorry to bother you.