Quick Wear: Report to the Host, You have been Attacked!

Unfortunately, everything is late.

Xi Yan is missing.

At the hospital two years ago, Xi Xi's words to Zhan Mo seemed to echo in his ears again--

"There will not be the best of both worlds. Fish and bear's paw can't have both. I hope you understand."

Can Zhan Mo understand?

He can understand.

What Xi Yan said was friendship and love.

But why give him such a painful option?

Why not have friendship and love at the same time?

Zhan Mo slowly knelt down on the carpet.

A drop of tears slipped from his face and was silently hidden in the carpet.

*

Mulberry's workload is no longer so heavy, he will cherish the hard-won life.

After returning home to take a bath at night, he watched TV on the sofa.

Before he knew it, his stomach called.

hungry.

The mulberry subconsciously picked up the phone and was ready to order a takeaway.

However, his eyes crossed his cell phone, and he saw the kitchen that he had never entered in two years.

The tip of his nose seemed to smell the delicate fragrance of preserved eggs and lean meat porridge, and the faint body fragrance of girls.

Mulberry put down his mobile phone, got up and went to the 24-hour supermarket downstairs to buy meat and preserved eggs.

after an hour.

A pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge is steaming and fragrant, making one want to taste it.

Mulberry looked at the wound on the index finger of his left hand with a bitter smile.

"Zuo Xiyan, you taught me to cut eggs with cotton threads, but didn't teach me how to cut the meat well," he whispered.

If you have a chance, Zuo Xiyan, I hope so much, I hope you can teach me ...

Teach me how to cut so that I don't cut my fingers.

Teach me what to do so that I won't miss it all the time.

The mulberry took out two bowls, and filled them with two bowls of lean egg porridge.

He took two bowls of preserved eggs and two tablespoons of lean meat porridge to the restaurant and set them on the dining table.

A bowl is his own, and a bowl is placed opposite him.

"How about it?" His eyes filled with tears, but he still raised a gentle smile and looked at the air opposite.

This is a simulation of the conversation between the two of them when they first made preserved eggs and lean meat porridge for Xi Yan.

"Bloody? Why ... will it be bloody? I'll try it."

Mulberry lowered its head and scooped a spoonful of porridge with a spoon and delivered it to the mouth.

Before beginning to swallow, two drops of tears fell into the bowl and into the porridge.

Mulberry scooped another porridge with tears and ate it.

"Zuo Xiyan, this bowl of porridge is still not bloody.

It's just bitter.

It ’s really hard.

You see, I'm so bitter that I can't stop crying ... "

The mulberry lowered its head deeply, holding the porridge bowl in both hands, almost burying its face in the bowl.

Although he didn't make a sound, he shrugged his shoulders.

Crying very sad.

While crying, he ate the bowl of porridge mixed with tears slowly.

*

In the main **** space, the situation of Zhan Mo and Mulberry is displayed on the big screen.

Xiao Yiyi's basket was full of napkins.

[Ooooooooooooooooooo, host, for the first time I have a feeling that your peach blossoms are so good.

Why is there not enough Zhan Mo, and now there is a mulberry?

Their tears are running out. Are these two people more affectionate than anyone? QAQ]

Xiaoyiyi couldn't help crying.

There was also a bit of sourness in Xi's heart.

From the moment she entered this plane, the story was coherent and the tasks were frequent. She didn't even have time to think about how to do things, let alone fall in love with Zhan Mo.