Black Heart Tangyuan Edible Guide

A familiar scene appeared, and Cheng Du knew that he was dreaming again.

But this time the pool was not dark black, but emerald green, and he didn't hold anything in his hands.

Cheng Du felt strange, looked around and saw a blue duck bobbing and sinking in the emerald green water in the deep water area far away.

Cheng Du didn't have time to think about why ducks are blue, and he didn't have time to wonder why this blue duck couldn't swim. He rushed over there a few steps, but saw a white mermaid sitting on the rock. .

The mermaid looks very young, but her eyes are very big. When she looks at Cheng Du, it seems to contain a pool of clear water.

Cheng Du's heart moved, and he asked, "What's your name?"

The mermaid gave him a blank look, then turned and jumped into the water.

Cheng Du quickly reached out to grab it, but the mermaid dodged far away, her bright eyes revealing a look of vigilance.

It said to him, "Give it back to me."

Cheng Du was stunned suddenly, and said blankly: "What do you want me to pay?"

Big tears welled up in the mermaid's eyes, it pounced on Cheng Du suddenly, grabbed Cheng Du's shoulder with its hand, and shouted hoarsely: "Give me back Xueba! You are not Cheng Du at all, give me back Cheng Du!" "

Cheng Du's whole body trembled, and he yelled loudly, waking up in fright.

Feeling unspeakably uncomfortable, he groped in the dark to find his glasses, turned on the light, and found himself lying on a big soft bed, with a person lying on his side, facing him.

This man was in a deep sleep, his cheeks were slightly pink, one hand was still on Cheng Du's waist, and there were faint traces of tears on his eyelashes.

——Fang Zhimo?

Cheng Du recalled what happened last night, and recalled the scene in his dream, and his heart palpitated.

He let out a long breath, looked at the sleeping face, and murmured: "You...what do you want from me?"

There were embarrassing marks and unspeakable pain all over his body. Looking at these, Cheng Du had mixed feelings.

Why, this person, who is clearly the perpetrator, can act like a victim?

Why, there is an empty piece in my heart?

Why, is he crying?

Cheng Du's gaze slowly moved to the head of the bed, and when he touched the two photos above, he shrank back as if he had been burned.

Probably because of the alcohol, Fang Zhimo fell into a deep sleep.Even Cheng Du pushed his hand away and got off the bed lightly without noticing it.

On the bedside table are two photos, one black and one white, one colored and the other black and white, the colored one is of two children, and the black and white one is a photo of a family of three.

The first thing Cheng Du saw was the colorful group photo. In the photo, there were two children sitting and standing.

This photo gave people an inexplicable sense of intimacy, Cheng Du couldn't help reaching out to pick it up, and caressing it carefully.

A strange warm feeling flowed down the photo frame into Cheng Du's fingertips, just like countless nights before, he used to lie on the writing desk and rubbed the photo with his fingertips.

What is this feeling of nostalgia...

When Cheng Du's eyes moved away from the two children and focused on the family portrait, there was a buzzing in his head.

The red-brick high courtyard, the mother leaning against the wall, and the terrible quarrel that broke out between the parents, flowed like running water before my eyes.

Terrible, so terrible...

A snowflake suddenly flew in front of him, as if afraid of the plague, Cheng Du threw the family photo far away on the carpet.