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"You, don't you want to eat?" Yin Cheng looked at Fang Jiayu while sipping porridge.

Fang Jiayu looked down and saw Yin Cheng's deer-like eyes, he shook his head, "I'll eat later, you can eat first."

After hearing what he said, Yin Cheng looked at the little porridge left in the bowl, then looked up at Fang Jiayu, and finally pushed the white porcelain bowl out of his arms.

"You eat, I, I'm full." He looked at Fang Jiayu, as if he didn't realize that he was letting people eat his leftovers by saying this, and secretly touched his stomach while talking.

Fang Jiayu saw through the little fool's mind at a glance. He knew that there was only so little porridge in the bowl, and even a child wouldn't be full, let alone a grown man like Yin Cheng.

He looked at Yin Cheng's actions and felt a little weak, thinking that he really picked up a little fool, and he didn't even know how to maintain it.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Yin Cheng's soft hair, "You eat, there is still more in the kitchen, and there is still in the pot after eating here."

Yin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his words, and then said: "Then, let's eat together, shall we?"

The smile in Fang Jiayu's eyes grew even bigger, and he walked into the kitchen with Yin Cheng's small white bowl, and brought his own bowl and chopsticks when he came out.

Yin Cheng's eyes lit up when he saw that his bowl, which was about to bottom out, was now filled with white porridge.

Then he smiled shyly at Fang Jiayu, revealing the lovely dimples on both sides of his cheeks.

"Thank you, thank you."

After breakfast, Yin Cheng's complexion got a little better, at least his cheeks were a little pink, and he was not as pale as when he just woke up.When the man was full, he nestled on the stool like a kitten, and kept stroking his belly with one hand.

Fang Jiayu watched his movements and frowned in disapproval. Before he could speak, he found that Yin Cheng retracted his hands nervously.

"I, I won't touch it anymore." Seeing that Fang Jiayu didn't seem angry, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was going to hit the back of his hand again.

Fang Jiayu saw that he had put his hand back by himself and didn't say anything, but just reminded him, "Don't touch your stomach after eating."

Yin Cheng nodded quickly, and then watched Fang Jiayu eat eagerly. When the person opposite him finished eating, he jumped off the stool and planned to take away the dishes on the table, "I, I'll wash it."

Fang Jiayu was worried that he might hurt himself if he didn't pay attention, and besides, this man was still running a fever, so he didn't want to abuse the little patient, "I'll come, you can sit on the sofa."

Yin Cheng hugged the bowl and chopsticks nervously, shook his head, his hair was a little long, and the fringe in front fluttered a few times because of his movements, and then when he drooped honestly, it covered his eyes a bit.

"I, I'll go." Yin Cheng slowly moved back holding the bowl, thinking that Fang Jiayu would not notice his movements.

Fang Jiayu didn't know why this little fool was so stubborn, but he still agreed and just stood behind Yin Cheng, "Then be careful. Press this button and the faucet will come out with hot water, and the blue button next to it is cold water." .”

Yin Cheng looked dumbfounded and stuttered when he spoke. Fang Jiayu really thought he had picked up a little fool at first, but after getting along with him, he realized that this person was not a little fool who didn't know anything, but just spoke a little He is not fluent, but he can still do the most basic daily activities such as dressing and brushing his teeth by himself.

The words he said and the things he taught Yin Cheng can be learned by a little fool.

Fang Jiayu leaned against the kitchen door and watched Yin Cheng clumsily washing the dishes. He thought, when the little fool had no fever, he would take someone to the bureau to help him find his family.

It didn't take long for Yin Cheng to wash the dishes, and insisted on pulling Fang Jiayu to check his work.

Fang Jiayu looked at the clean bowls, patted Yin Cheng on the head as a reward, and said words to coax the children, "Xiao Cheng is so smart, he learned it so quickly."

Yin Cheng was praised by Fang Jiayu, his head was raised with light in his eyes, and it seemed that he was not satisfied with Fang Jiayu's verbal praise.

Fang Jiayu thought for a while, and then led someone out of the kitchen. He took out a large jar of beautiful candy from the living room drawer. This was brought to his little daughter by his friend before, but he forgot to take it away .

Yin Cheng naturally also saw the candy, his eyes lit up, and he moved his hands a little restlessly, but in the end he put them on his lap obediently.

The anticipation in his eyes was about to turn into substance, but he didn't even say a word of coquettishness on his mouth.

Fang Jiayu knew that this person was the same age as him, but he still unconsciously treated Yin Cheng as a child.

He shook the sugar jar in his hand, and Yin Cheng's eyes followed Fang Jiayu's hand.

"Little fool." Fang Jiayu chuckled, and then reached for the candy.

Four are too much, two are less, and three are just right.

He took these three small candies and handed them to Yin Cheng, "This is to reward Xiao Cheng."

Yin Cheng took the candy, and the dimples on both sides of his cheeks appeared again. He raised his head to look at Fang Jiayu, and stammered, "Little Cheng, you're not a fool."

After finishing speaking, he looked down at the candies, without blinking his eyes, but still knew a little politeness on his mouth, "Thank you, thank you."

Fang Jiayu reached out and rubbed Yin Cheng's hair, "No thanks, this is what Xiao Cheng deserves."

The little fool didn't care that his hair was messed up by the man. He carefully placed the candy on his lap, then carefully picked up one and peeled off the wrapper. Feeling the sweetness of the candy, he narrowed his eyes happily.

This person is wearing Fang Jiayu's university-era hoodie and slacks, his hair is limp, his eyes are squinted like little crescent moons, and the two dimples around his mouth look cute and intoxicating, so at first glance he really looks like a student.

Fang Jiayu's heart softened suddenly, his thumping heartbeat slowly accelerated, and finally he looked away in a panic.

A small piece of candy quickly melted in his mouth, the sweetness was gone, and Yin Cheng looked a bit disappointed.

But he had already experienced this sweet taste, Fang Jiayu hadn't yet.

So he seemingly generously took one and handed it to Fang Jiayu, "Here, you eat."

"Sweet, delicious." He said again, with some tension in his eyes.

Fang Jiayu didn't take the candy, but squeezed the flesh of his palm, shrank the person itchy back into the sofa, and then immediately stretched out and handed him the candy.

It was only now that Jiayu realized that his actions were too intimate, so he smiled and said to Yin Cheng, "I've eaten it, Xiao Cheng will be fine after eating it."

Yin Cheng refused, but wanted Fang Jiayu to taste the candy.

Fang Jiayu had no choice but to put the candy in the little fool's hand into his mouth.

He looked at Yin Cheng's expectant eyes, knowing that this person was waiting for his answer, so he said, "It's delicious, thank you Xiao Cheng."

The two of them began to toss about early in the morning, and Yin Cheng was desperately unwilling to go to the hospital, and then the two dawdled around eating breakfast, and it was almost 11:30.

Fang Jiayu sat on the sofa in the living room with someone, planning to pick a movie to watch.

"My, my clothes, where did they go?" The little fool next to him hugged the pillow and suddenly spoke.

Fang Jiayu was stunned when he picked the movie, "I...I threw it away..."

But who would have thought that the little fool was a little anxious after hearing his words, and soon his eyes were red, "I, my pants, in my pants." The more he spoke, the more anxious he became, the more anxious he was, the more he stammered, "I, my pants, in my pants." Photo, photo, photo!"

How did Fang Jiayu know that there would be such things as photos, he looked at the pile of dirty and torn clothes last night and felt uncomfortable, and then when he bought medicine, he took the trash can and threw it away.

"I... I didn't know there was something in it." Fang Jiayu was also stunned. He really didn't think about this question at first, but now he felt guilty when he was asked by Yin Cheng, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken your clothes threw…"

Yin Cheng's tears stung Fang Jiayu's eyes, and the man's eyes turned red several times in front of him.

Now he couldn't sit still anymore, he got up and walked towards the gate, putting on a thick down jacket while walking, "I'll look for it."

He was going to try his luck.It stands to reason that the property management of the community hasn't collected the garbage yet, so he might be able to find the photo Yin Cheng mentioned when he looks for it.

Fang Jiayu shivered from the cold as soon as he went out, it was too cold outside.

He turned around and looked at Yin Cheng. The man was no longer crying, but his eyes were still a little red.Fang Jiayu sighed, and wiped away the tears from the corners of Yin Cheng's eyes, "Don't cry, I'll look for it. You just wait here, don't come out."

He glanced at Yin Cheng's thin clothes again, "Forget it, you go back to your room and sit, don't get cold, you're still sick."

Yin Cheng shook his head, as if he wanted to grab Fang Jiayu, but his words were interrupted by sobs, and Fang Jiayu walked out before he could speak.

When he chased Fang Jiayu out, he didn't even wear slippers. The cold air coming from the gate made his teeth chatter uncontrollably, and the frostbite on his feet started to hurt again.

So Yin Cheng ran back to the house. He didn't dare to go to Fang Jiayu's cloakroom, so he had to take out the quilt from the guest room to wrap himself up, and then found his pair of Martin boots in the shoe cabinet.

He remembered that it was here, why not.

Yin Cheng couldn't find it, but Fang Jiayu had already gone out, it was so cold outside...

He became more and more anxious, so he didn't even put on his shoes, and ran out of the house wrapped in a sheet.

"Ah, Ah Chen... Ah Chen!" Yin Cheng didn't care about the pain from his feet, he looked for Fang Jiayu's back in the snow, but he called another name.

Photo…

The photo is of his baby...

He carefully protected that photo all the way, and was afraid that he would lose the photo along the way...

But Fang Jiayu is outside now, and it's still snowing outside...

Yin Cheng shivered a little from the cold. He looked around, but he still couldn't find Fang Jiayu.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and there was even some drizzle falling.

Photo…

Actually the photos are not that important...

Yin Cheng thought.

Fang Jiayu walked to the trash can, the wind whizzed by his ears, and his ears were freezing cold.

He closed his hands and let out a breath of hot air. After warming his hands, he planned to rummage through the trash can.

Soon he found the set of clothes that had been thrown in the trash can. The original color of the clothes could hardly be seen, and some unknown objects were stained on them. Fang Jiayu himself had some cleanliness. Seeing this The appearance is also a little nauseating.

With a heartless heart, he reached into the pouch of his trousers, and sure enough, he caught a bunch of things.

Fang Jiayu pulled out his hand, and when he saw it, it was indeed a photo.

He didn't have the habit of peeking at other people's privacy, so he didn't open the photo to look at it. He just put it in his hand and was about to turn around to go back to the house when he saw a vague figure in the distance.

Fang Jiayu thought it was someone passing by, but when he got closer, he heard a familiar voice.

"Ah Chen! You, where are you..." The voice continued to shout.

The author says:

Fang Jiayu: I, what a miserable man, an expert in trash bins.