Death Progress Bar

In the car, Li Jiuzheng said something that Shi Jin found very familiar: "This is the car I borrowed from my second senior brother."

Shi Jin: "...um." Does your second senior brother know that he has so many cars?

There was no words all the way, and the car moved forward quietly.

A quarter of an hour later, the car stopped in a community attached to a medical school in the south of the university town. Shi Jin was puzzled and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Well, go to my house for dinner, and I'll order longevity noodles for you." Li Jiuzheng replied, got out of the car first, walked around to the back of the car, and magically pulled out two bags of ingredients from the trunk.

Shi Jin got out of the car one step later and followed, he choked for a while, and asked dryly, "Do you know how to cook?"

"A little bit." Li Jiuzheng replied seriously, so serious that he was a little stiff.

Shi Jin was silent, pretending not to know that the culinary idiot in the memory of the original owner was Li Jiuzheng, and stepped forward to take a shopping bag from his hand.

"I can..." Li Jiuzheng reached out to take the bag back.

Shi Jin bypassed his hand and said: "You are holding things in both hands, how will you open the door later? Let's go, if you want to cook for yourself, the time for lunch break is not enough, let's hurry up."

Li Jiuzheng withdrew his hand, looked at Shi Jin's natural and gentle posture when he said these words, suddenly squinted his eyes and smiled, and stuck to Shi Jin's side.

Shi Jin's hair stood on end, he barely suppressed the urge to retreat, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Jin, you are so considerate." Li Jiuzheng praised him, tilted his head and bumped him on the shoulder, and then without giving him a chance to push himself away, he immediately walked away from him briskly, walked towards the residential building in front, and greeted him , "Come on, our house is on the highest floor, the scenery is very good."

How did it become our home again.

Shi Jin couldn't keep up with Li Jiuzheng's thoughts and mood changes, so he moved his bumped shoulder and followed.

The community attached to this hospital is small, with only two buildings, probably because the residents have gone to work, so the community looks a bit deserted.Li Jiuzheng led Shi Jin all the way in, and after getting on the elevator, he pressed the top floor directly, and then stared at Shi Jin through the elevator door openly.

Shi Jin really couldn't pretend to be blind, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Jiuzheng replied with a smile: "I just think Xiao Jin looks good."

Shi Jin admitted defeat in his heart, and politely boasted to each other: "I think Fifth Brother looks better."

"Really." Li Jiuzheng touched his face and said seriously, "But I really don't like my appearance."

Shi Jin recalled what Li Jiuzheng had said in front of his mother's grave. He glanced at Li Jiuzheng's eyes that were obviously depressed when he said these words, frowned slightly, reached out and knocked him on the head, and said, "It's your fault that you don't like it." , I like it is my business, and you can't control everyone's aesthetics."

Li Jiuzheng had never been knocked like this before. After a few seconds, he raised his hand and pressed his head in a stupid way, and looked at Shi Jin with wide eyes.

"Fifth brother, the elevator is here." Shi Jin pointed to the elevator door that was gradually opening.

Li Jiuzheng came back to his senses, stepped out of the elevator a little stupidly, made a gesture of invitation to Shi Jin, and said in a ecstasy: "Please, please come in, our house is room 3602, don't forget..."

Shi Jin walked out of the elevator, found the door of 3602, walked over first, and stopped at the door to look at Li Jiuzheng.

Li Jiuzheng still stopped by the elevator and looked at him, his expression still blank, as if he couldn't digest the scene at this moment.The elevator door closed with a soft sound, and he was startled back to his senses, his blank and staring eyes suddenly regained their spirits little by little, he smiled before saying anything, walked quickly to Shi Jin's side, took out the key to open the door and said: "Xiao, Xiao Jin, we are going home, I will make longevity noodles for you."

Shi Jin looked at his trembling hands and slightly red ears, sighed inwardly, reached out and took away the key that he couldn't get into the lock, and opened the door for him.

The door opened, and the warm air gushed out along the crack of the door. At the same time, there was also a very warm and comfortable decorated entrance and living room behind the door.

This time, Jin was stunned.In the original owner's memory, Li Jiuzheng was a person who didn't pay much attention to the living environment, lived wherever he wanted, and liked cool colors very much, and instinctively rejected things with warm styles.His depressing decoration in Rongcheng, the dean's office, which is as cold as a coffin, is one of the last and most terrifying nightmares of the original owner's life.

But the house in front of me reveals a warm and comfortable taste everywhere, from the light gray short-haired carpet to the soft and wide fabric sofa, from the cartoon-shaped doormat to the wood-toned furniture, from the sunflowers hanging on the wall From the abstract painting to the beige curtains, there is really no cool tone at all, and everything is warm. Even the corners of the furniture are polished and arc-shaped, and there is no sharp thing to be found.

This is not like the house that Li Jiuzheng would live in. No one in the Shi family would decorate the house like this.

But Shi Jin doesn't dislike this kind of decoration style, to be precise, he kind of likes the sofa that looks easy to lie on.

When Shi Jin was looking at the house, Li Jiuzheng was also looking at him.

Shi Jin's expression is so easy to understand, the surprise on his face and the slight liking in his eyes can be seen through at a glance. Li Jiuzheng followed his line of sight to look at his new sofa, his tense nerves slowly relaxed, and he pursed his lips to reveal With a smile, he walked in the door first, bent down and took out a pair of plush slippers from the shoe cabinet, put them in front of him, and said, "Come in, it's cold outside."

When Shi Jin came back to his senses, he realized that the gaze he had just stared at the sofa seemed a little too explicit. He coughed in embarrassment, stepped into the room, closed the door with his backhand, and handed the key to Li Jiuzheng.

"Here's the key for you." Li Jiuzheng didn't pick up the key, but took the shopping bag in his hand by mistake, and said with a smile, "I'll get you something to drink, you can sit in the living room for a while " After speaking, he lowered his head and kicked off his shoes casually, put on another pair of plush slippers that were the same as Shi Jin's, and turned to the kitchen with his things.

Shi Jin watched him leave, glanced at the key in his hand, frowned and hesitated for a while, then put the key in his pocket.

He always felt that if he didn't take the key, he would definitely hear some kind of glass breaking again...

After changing his shoes, he stepped into the living room, walked around it curiously, then sat on the sofa reservedly, felt the softness of the sofa, took off his scarf and coat with satisfaction, picked up the tea table It was like who hadn't finished reading the magazines that were still on it before, and casually flipped through them.

A lot of incomprehensible foreign languages ​​and diagrams of human body structure appeared in front of his eyes. Shi Jin's hand froze when he flipped through the book, and silently put the magazine back with a sense of awe that a scumbag accidentally broke into the world of a bully .

Just play with your phone to pass the time.

He lowered his head to fumble for the phone in his pocket.

"Xiao Jin, do you drink juice or milk?" Li Jiuzheng poked his head from the kitchen, holding an apron in his hand, as if he was about to put it on.

Li Jiuzheng, apron... Shi Jin's mind flashed Li Jiuzheng wearing a white coat and holding a scalpel, standing silently in the dark, his heart trembled, he put down his hands and stood up resignedly, and said: "Juice is fine, I will Come by yourself." If you come by yourself, you don't have to worry about being drugged in the juice... It's not his fault for being too nervous, it's because Li Jiuzheng, a terrible doctor, left too much psychological shadow on the original owner, which made him a little scared subconsciously This fifth brother.

Li Jiuzheng seemed to understand the deep meaning of his words in an instant, the smile on his face lightened suddenly, and his voice lowered, and said, "Then you come, the juice is in the refrigerator."

Shi Jin: "..." Broken, broken, broken again.

……

The two brothers stood side by side in the kitchen, one was holding a glass to pour juice, the other was standing at the counter and wrestling with the dough.

Shi Jin glanced at Li Jiuzheng's movement of kneading the dough, and a storm of surprise blew up in his heart, and asked, "You really know how to cook?"

Li Jiuzheng glanced at him sideways, pursed his lips, and continued kneading the dough.

This reaction...

"Angry?" Shi Jin asked proactively.

"No, I won't be angry with you." Li Jiuzheng replied.

Liar, this is obviously holding his breath.

The current Li Jiuzheng is not the same as the original owner and the Li Jiuzheng in his memory. The temperament displayed is not the cold and scary one in the original owner's last memory, nor is it the love book in the original owner's first memory. Crazy pain and full of killing intent, but active and laughing, sensitive and easy to understand, completely ordinary people.Facing Li Jiuzheng like this, he was inexplicably embarrassed and said harsh words.

Shi Jin had a short mouth, changed the subject, and said, "This side woke up early, right? You got up very early to prepare the lunch at noon?"

Li Jiuzheng froze when kneading the dough, and suddenly turned on the gas stove, put a small pot on it and said, "I didn't get up early."

It seems that he got up very early.

"What's in this pot?" Shi Jin ignored his awkwardness and continued to ask.

Li Jiuzheng tightened his grip on the pot, and replied, "Chicken soup, for cooking noodles... I made this soup myself, not bought it."

He also knows how to cook noodles with chicken soup, Shi Jin sincerely praised: "You are really good." You can even cook chicken soup, it is really good, the culinary idiot in the memory of the original owner can't even cook instant noodles.

Li Jiuzheng didn't answer, but Shi Jin noticed that his back straightened a little bit, and he looked very happy after being praised.

Is this person really the head of a hospital, an excellent doctor of the juvenile genius type?It feels like a young and immature student than him.

Shi Jin has a subtle sense of split. The ghostly, cold and terrifying Fifth Brother in his memory and the understanding and clumsy Fifth Brother by his side are almost like two different people.It's incredible, can a person really be so different?

"Hot pot for lunch." Li Jiuzheng said suddenly, kneading the dough again, his voice was a little soft, "The time is too short, I only learned how to make longevity noodles, so I have hot pot for lunch... Next time, next time I will make real noodles." Big meal for you."

Shi Jin was stunned, turned his head and looked carefully at the shopping bag on the table, and saw that there were indeed ingredients commonly used in hot pot, and the subtle sense of division in his heart suddenly dissipated—it seemed that Li Jiuzheng was still That Li Jiuzheng, it was really hard for him to ask him to cook.

But such a culinary idiot actually learned how to cook chicken soup and knead dough. Obviously, for things like longevity noodles, just take a handful of dried noodles and add some boiling water to the next pot. Why bother to do this.And what does the phrase "too short a time" mean? Could it be that Li Jiuzheng has been learning how to make longevity noodles recently?

Reason told Shi Jin that he shouldn't feel soft-hearted towards Li Jiuzheng, an attempted murderer, but... He glanced at Li Jiuzheng wearing an apron and bathing in the warm light, and sighed in his heart.

Compared with the tired, cold, crazy and painful Li Jiuzheng in his memory and in the past, he really likes this clumsy guy who is trying to get a little bit of warmth now.

"Which cabinet is the plate in?" He finished his juice and rolled up his shirt sleeves.

Li Jiuzheng froze for a moment, pointed to the cupboard above his head, and said, "Here, Xiaojin, what do you want the dishes for?"

"Of course it's about handling the ingredients. There are so many things that you can't finish by yourself. I don't have a long lunch break." Shi Jin replied, reached out to take out the dishes from the cabinet, turned around and walked to the table, and began to take out the shopping bag thing.

Li Jiuzheng turned around and looked at him. After a moment of stupefaction, he stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "No need, it's your birthday today, so just be responsible for eating."

Shi Jin blocked his hand, motioned for the dough over there, and said, "Fifth brother, I'm hungry, at most half an hour, I want to see your noodles come out of the pot."

Li Jiuzheng looked at him, the emotion between his brows and eyes gradually settled down, his lips were tightened, and he suddenly reached out and hugged him, saying, "Xiao Jin, I'm sorry, I'll take you out to eat, let's go out to eat."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Shi Jin pushed him away, lowered his head and continued to organize the ingredients, "If you don't eat these, it's a waste. You can make more noodles, and you can put them in the hot pot as a staple food later."

Li Jiuzheng looked at his hand that was pushed away, reached out to touch Shijin again, hesitated for a moment, then slowly withdrew his hand, and responded in a low voice.

……

After tossing and tossing for more than half an hour, the two finally got all the food on the table.The hotpot soup base was bought by Li Jiuzheng from a famous hotpot chain store. There are three flavors. Shi Jin saw that Li Jiuzheng had a lot of pots here, so he boiled them all.

The table is full of ingredients, and it looks like a sense of satisfaction.

"You can start eating. You sit down first, and I'll serve you some noodles." Li Jiuzheng took off his apron and signaled Shi Jin to sit down.

Shi Jin responded, pulled out a chair and sat down. After Li Jiuzheng went to the kitchen, he picked up some uncooked ingredients and began to put them into the boiling soup pot.

Click, suddenly there was a sound of taking pictures.Shi Jin paused for a while before putting in the ingredients, then turned his head to look in the direction of the kitchen.Li Jiuzheng was stared straight at him, hurriedly stuffed his phone back into his pocket, and went into the kitchen as if nothing had happened.

Shi Jin was speechless and looked away.What's wrong, one or two like to take sneak shots.

Longevity noodles are on the table, and in the big soup bowl, there is only a chopstick worth of noodles.The noodles were not pulled well, and the thickness was uneven. Shi Jin glanced at Li Jiuzheng, picked up the chopsticks, put them into the noodle bowl under the nervous gaze of the other party, pulled them, found the end of the noodles, and picked it up.

"Be careful, don't break it, it's unlucky." Li Jiuzheng couldn't help telling, leaning forward, as if trying to help him hold the noodles.

Shi Jin wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Why did he feel like crying even though it was such a warm scene.

This definitely belonged to the emotion of the original owner. He pinched himself with the other hand, used the pain to regain his senses, lowered his head and fed the noodles into his mouth, took a very exaggerated sip, and ate the noodles that were not really long. .

Click.

He raised his head, facing Shang Li Jiuzheng's mobile phone camera, immediately rolled his eyes at the camera without hesitation, and said, "Such a small amount of noodles is not enough to eat at all."

Li Jiuzheng looked at the phone screen, then at him, smiled brightly, got up and said, "Xiao Jin will live a long life. There are still noodles. Wait, I'll bring them out."

Li Jiuzheng brought out a bowl of noodles with an egg, shredded pork and pickles, and put them in front of Shi Jin instead of Changshou noodles.

"Eat, don't eat too much, there is still hot pot left." Li Jiuzheng instructed.

Shi Jin held his chopsticks a little more politely, immersed himself in eating the noodles happily, and did not forget to scoop up the cooked ingredients in the hot pot with a spoon and eat them.

Li Jiuzheng looked at him with a smile, his face full of happiness.

What an understanding person.

Shi Jin thought while eating, swallowed the noodles, raised his hand and rubbed his nose.

No, it's really a hard person to understand.

This person has shown so many appearances, which one is the real one?

After eating, Li Jiuzheng sent Shi Jin back to school.The car stopped at the school gate, Shi Jin thanked Jia and opened the door to get off after saying goodbye, but Li Jiuzheng suddenly spoke again.

"sorry."

Shi Jin paused and looked back at him.

"And happy birthday." Li Jiuzheng met his gaze, and after a moment of emptiness, the gentle and intimate smile that appeared most often today appeared on his face again, "Xiao Jin, I am very happy today, thank you for accompanying me for dinner .”

Now Li Jiuzheng often smiles in front of Shi Jin, the smile is gentle and harmless, lovable and gentle, but every time Shi Jin sees his smile, it feels unreal.

What is the real Li Jiuzheng like?This question popped up again in Shi Jin's mind, the young genius, the excellent doctor, the executioner with a knife, the clumsy brother who made noodles... which one is the real you.

"I still remember the clothes you were wearing when we met last year. You wore a long black coat with a button up to the top, a suit and a shirt inside, and no scarf. It looked very mature and indifferent. You wore white I also remember the look of the coat, it’s handsome, but also kind of scary.” Shi Jin opened his mouth, his eyes fell on the warm-colored coat he was wearing now, he paused for a while, and then said, “When my final exam is over, come over to eat Let’s have a reunion dinner, and I’ll invite the others.”

Li Jiuzheng's fingers trembled, and he reached out to grab his wrist, as if to stop him from leaving.

"Remember to come early, we cook and eat by ourselves, just like ordinary people." Shi Jin broke away from his hand, smiled at him, said thank you, opened the door to get off, and walked towards the school gate without looking back Going, some emotions that had been suppressed in his heart were tumbling, forcing him to walk faster and faster.

It's not like this, it's not like this, what kind of clumsy good brother, what kind of warm and sensitive person, that is a murderer, who stands in front of the hospital bed every night and wants to harvest the sick demon, go back, question him, hurt him, put what he has experienced Give him back all the pain a thousand times, and drag him down to the ground together——

blah blah-

A familiar sound of car horns suddenly sounded not far away, Shi Jin stopped abruptly, turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from, and actually saw a familiar black car parked on the side of the street. After being dazed for a few seconds, he ran towards the car, pulled the door hard after approaching, and rushed towards the people in the car.

Lian Jun stretched out his arms to hug him, closed the car door, stroked his hair lightly, and said, "The whole body smells of hot pot, even my hair is covered with the smell."

Surrounded by the familiar breath, the restless emotions in Shi Jin's chest immediately sank, he tightened his arms, took a deep breath of the familiar smell from Lianjun's body, relaxed his tense nerves, and asked, "Why did you come here?" ?”

"I was going to take you out for dinner. Didn't you say you wanted to eat rice in bamboo tubes with bacon? I just booked a private room in a very good private restaurant yesterday." Lian Jun replied, pinching his face, "It turned out that you Already have an appointment."

Shi Jin was stunned, then with a broken expression, he frowned and said, "Why didn't you tell me when I called you earlier." Compared to hot pot, he would of course want to eat bamboo rice with Lian Jun more.

"I thought you would want to talk to your fifth brother, but just when I saw you getting out of his car, I knew I had made a wrong decision." Lian Jun explained, and kissed the center of his forehead comfortingly , "I'm sorry, there will be no next time. Did he bully you?"

"No." After Shi Jin finished charging, he sat up straight, kissed him back in satisfaction, and said, "Let's eat that bamboo tube with bacon next time... Forget it, let's cook and eat by ourselves in the clubhouse, the weather forecast says Another wave of cold air is coming, and it may snow, so you'd better not go out."

"The ones made by yourself are definitely not as authentic as those made by professional chefs." Lian Jun helped him straighten out his messy clothes, and then took out a takeaway box from the side, "So I packed a copy for you."

The takeaway box is about the size of two normal bento boxes and is made of paper with a cute cartoon rice ball pattern and the name of the shop printed on it.Shi Jin's eyes lit up, he took the lunch box over and opened it, and saw that there were several bamboo tubes tightly tied with strings neatly placed inside, and there was a smell of rice and bacon wafting out, and his saliva was unconsciously secreted.

"It's a bit cold, you have to warm it up before eating." Lian Jun ordered, and took out a long black box from the side, and handed it to him, "Here, a birthday present, the new year must be safe, Healthy and healthy."

"There is still a gift?" Shi Jin was surprised, and became very happy, took the box and said, "I thought the gunfight game and birthday party last weekend were the presents you prepared for me."

Lian Jun leaned over to hug him again, without saying a word.

Shi Jin stopped unwrapping the gift, and looked at him suspiciously from the side.

"Be good, don't think about it, I'm here." Lian Jun said in a gentle voice, and gently ran his hands along his back.

Shi Jin glanced at the car that Li Jiuzheng hadn't left not far away, gave a low "um" and hugged him back.