The next day.

When Feng Yulin woke up, he felt that what surrounded him was a fragrance, like the taste of a flower, like the flower he saw in his dream

He got up from the bed, rubbed his eyebrows and heart, and felt much better after sleeping.

He hasn't slept so well for a long time.

Except for the small clothes and trousers, which made him a little uncomfortable.

It suddenly occurred to him that last night, he looked down at his leg. There were no red marks, only slight pain in his wrist.

He looked down and found some blue and purple.

Eyes light a dark, last night he seems to be Ling Jue to Yin, but also he smoked a meal.

Feng Yulin's mouth is slightly raised. Now I think it's a bit interesting. That kid seems to be very happy.

He got out of bed and looked at his room. It was a bit festive, and the decoration pattern was a bit wedding.

But the smell around here is lingjue's

Click to wipe -

a slight opening sound rings, Ling Jue comes in, "wake up?"

Feng Yulin nodded and looked at lingjue's face as if "nothing happened". He suspected that he had dreamed last night.

Ling Jue handed him the clothes he had changed last night. "I have washed and dried all your clothes. Please put them on."

Feng Yulin takes over, a fresh The smell of laundry detergent.

"Is this your hand wash?" Feng Yulin holds his clothes and his mouth is slightly raised.

Ling Jue's mouth was open. "There's a washing machine."

I mean, why should I wash the washing machine by hand.

Feng Yulin's eyes flashed with disappointment. If they were hand washed, he would be reluctant to wear them

"I'll change it for dinner." Lingjue glanced at him lightly, turned around and went out of the door, closing the door for him.

It's nice for Feng Yulin to smile at the corner of his mouth. If only the way to get along with Ling Jue is like this all the time.

His eyes flashed a flash of light. If he was homeless, would Ling Jue take him in.

No -

this guy seems to live in school.

Feng Yulin went into the bathroom and changed his clothes.

When I left the room, I saw Ling Jue eating wonton stew while watching TV.

"You're out?" Feng looked at the time, 06:00, which was quite early.

Ling Jue handed him a bowl and nodded, "well, I went for a morning run just now."

"Do you really like wonton stew so much?" Feng Yulin sat on the stool and was about to eat. Ling Jue frowned and grabbed his bowl. "Go and brush your teeth. I'll buy you a toothbrush."

“……”

Feng Yulin looks at Ling Jue's serious manner, and smiles at his mouth. "OK."

Suddenly I think Ling Jue is like a girlfriend.

He walked into the bathroom and saw the new toothbrush and cup, as well as the brand-new toothpaste.

His heart is warm. For the first time, someone did this for him.

After brushing his teeth, Ling Jue has eaten. His bowl of wonton stew is on the table. There is also a meat bun.

Feng Yulin wondered, "don't you like bread and milk?"

Most people's breakfast is bread and milk, and even some will cook some luxurious food.

"I don't like it." Lingjue presses the remote control to change the stage, and there will never be bread and milk in her life in the Miao area.

A natural habit.

I still remember Uncle Miao's family at the gate of the primary school, whose steamed buns are the most delicious.

In this world, no one can make that taste.

Feng Yulin nodded, his eyes crossed in a strange way. "Actually, my wonton stew is not bad."

In the future, can I cook wonton stew for you?