"Sister Kazami, I remember you said it was salty porridge, why is it sweet when I drink it?"
Feng Jian took a sip suspiciously, she was afraid that the two old people made a mistake, instead of making a special salty porridge, they made a sweet porridge.
She quickly tasted it and was sure there was nothing wrong with it.
"No, it's salty."
"Yeah?"
Pippi took another sip, deliberately smacking the taste.
"I still find it a bit sweet."
Pippi smiled unconsciously looking at Feng Jian, and Feng Jian instantly understood something, "It must be that the two girls added sugar to you just now."
"Ah, yes."
She dared not admit it, but it was true.
When Pippi drank the porridge later, he also found that it was salty, but the first few mouthfuls were sweet, because he had just heard the story.
But the person who should be most touched by such a story is not Pippi, but Fengjian, because she went to school with Zhou Muqing, but she didn't.
"Sister Kazami, I'm curious about what happened when you were in school, do you have any sweet stories?"
Kazami hesitated for a moment and asked, "I'll be honest, will you be unhappy, will it affect your mood?"
"Won't."
Pippi shook his head resolutely, "I only listen to it as a sweet story, and I want to hear a sweet story right now."
"All right."
Feng Jian put down the spoon as he said, "Actually, we don't have any sweet stories, but he always followed me when we were in school, like my little brother. But later I found out that he is a devil in the world, how can he give others As a younger brother. Then after many years, I met you again, you are even more of a demon king than him, and I saw the appearance of a younger brother in him again, it was for you."
Feng Jian didn't intend to say the latter sentence, she didn't want to bring Zhou Muqing and Pippi together again at this moment, but somehow, she said it.
...
"Feel sorry."
After Kazami finished speaking, she lowered her head regretfully, and Pippi hurriedly patted her hand.
"Sister Fengjian is okay. What you are talking about is the past. Those are the facts. You didn't make them up. I know you are afraid that I will be sad, but it really doesn't matter."
Is it really okay? Believe it or not.
If it really didn't matter, she wouldn't come to find herself early in the morning, and she wouldn't be infected in her heart after hearing a short story from others.
She is now like a person full of holes, any words can quickly enter her body, and she can't resist too much.
After breakfast, Kazami took Pippi back home.
At this time, Lu Zexiao had already left, and the two children also went to the school care institutions.
When there were only Pippi and Fengjian left in the villa, Pippi felt a lot more relaxed. She actually didn't want to cause trouble to others. If Lu Zexiao was around, she always felt that she was disturbing him and Fengjian.
"Let's play a game."
After Kazami finished speaking, he took Pippi upstairs. They newly bought VR game equipment. Recently, Kazami was playing a skiing game, which was very interesting.
She wanted to take Pippi to relax, and wanted her to attend Zhou Muqing's wedding after decompression.
"Come on, let me put it on for you."
Kazami helped Pippi put on the VR helmet, "It will be summer soon, so it is still very interesting to play skiing, which is more fun than playing in water."
"How to play this?"
"Wait a minute, let me adjust the temperature, and I will have the overall sense."
"okay."