Chapter 10 10. Please give me rice porridge every day from now on

The dogs were barking loudly in the nearby fields, and the sound of the wind passing through the treetops made Jiang Yuanshen's neck feel a cold chill.

The repulsively black spring sky seeped into his vision like pure black paint.

"You don't even ask me if I have a girlfriend or not, as well as the current body temperature and humidity."

Although Jiang Yuan pretended to be a barber and joked with Jinghai Shenyue, he was actually very disturbed inside.

Jinghai Shenyue's complexion was softer than before, her long black and soft hair seemed to be soaked in the water called the night, and her neck was extremely white.

The curves of the waist and long legs are inexplicably alluring under the fit of the clothes, and the tender mouth is decorated with cherry blossoms.

——There are existences in the world that can move people's hearts just by meeting.

"Strange, did I say I liked you?" She said with a smile.

Jinghai Shenyue suddenly became charming in his eyes, so lovable.

——Is this the power of the legend?Or is she just like that?

"Then if you don't like it, why do you do this kind of thing?" Jiang Yuanshen suddenly lost his composure not to care about this matter.

Jinghai Shenyue smiled peacefully, lifting her long black hair on her shoulders.

When she was about to speak, the flowerpot on the second floor fell unexpectedly with a crisp sound, breaking into pieces on the ground.

The black soil and cracked ceramics are particularly glaring on the clean slate.

Jiang Yuanshen came back to his senses and found someone looking down at him from the balcony on the second floor.

He propped his elbows on the armrest, looking down at the two of them as if leaning out.

The floor lamp like broken silver emits a warm beam of light, allowing Jiang Yuanshen to see his face clearly.

The middle-aged man's face was full of surprise, and under the silver glasses frame was a pair of eyes that could not read emotions.

Jiang Yuan pretended to be nonchalant, and Jinghai Shenyue also pretended to be nonchalant.

"I thought I was alone tonight."

Jinghai Shenyue sighed deeply. Compared with accidents, it was a pale sigh that could make people feel the depth of her delicate body, and the accumulation of fatigue.

"I'm going back."

Feeling that the person on the balcony was staring at him, Jiang Yuanshen pursed his lips.

——Is she playing fairy dance?
But I feel that if I ask, I will lose.

"Well, we can't do anything if someone is around, let's do it next time." Jinghai Shenyue nodded slightly, suddenly remembered something and said with a smile, "By the way, I am quite happy chatting with you."

——What is that, she looked smug.

"Is it necessary to explain specifically?" Jiang Yuan asked carefully.

"Because it took a long time to talk to someone who is not Zhiniao Island. Sure enough, no matter what it is, it's better to be alive."

The night on Zhiniao Island is deep, and the shadow cast by her body in the light is as deep as the bottom of the sea.

Like a black hole that distorts the surrounding space, it also distorts Jiang Yuanshen's thinking. Even if he turned around and left, he forgot to say——

"I am also from Zhidiao Island."



The place where Jiang Yuanshen lives is some distance away from Jinghai Shenyue's residence.

The street lamps covered with cool-colored lampshades seem to be breaking up, leaving only their own light.

There was the whistling of the wind in the distance, and occasionally small animals and centipedes would pass under the wheels.

In this environment, Jiang Yuanshen hung the flashlight of his mobile phone in front of the bicycle. Frankly speaking, it was really scary.

When I got home, it was still dark, only the notebook on the table was emitting a dazzling light.

I didn't even have hope for Azusagawa Takara at home.

He was a guy who was so drunk that he had to drink the day before the parent-teacher meeting, and went to school the next day to mess up the whole classroom.

Like an intangible, unpredictable, or even unreliable shadow.

But Jiang Yuanshen didn't hate him.

"Boy, do you want to live with me in the future?"

This sentence alone is enough to prevent myself from feeling disgusted.

Put the newly bought ingredients and discounted wagyu beef into the refrigerator, and get up early tomorrow to cook.

The next day, Jiang Yuanshen got up at [-]:[-], and as expected, when he came to the living room, he smelled the pungent smell of alcohol.

Azusagawa Takara was sleeping soundly on the sofa, his messy hair was dirty and prickly, and the clothes on his body had been changed.

Jiang Yuan glanced at him carefully, and came to the kitchen to chop vegetables rhythmically. The color of duck celery and crushed garlic was very bright.

The rice porridge in the casserole is steaming, and the rice grains are crystal clear and full, which makes the index finger move.

The fragrance was overflowing, Azusagawa Takara seemed to be restarted, his eyes immediately opened, and he looked around.

Next, the bones and joints of his whole body performed the movements of getting up, walking, and then sitting down at the dining table very smoothly, all in one go.

"It's time to eat the rice you cooked again, Jiang Yuan."

Jiang Yuanshen ignored him, but he would still serve him rice porridge, put the barbecue on his plate, and then heat up the discounted bento he bought last night for lunch.

"Isn't it fun talking to people you knew before?" Azusagawa Takara rubbed his hands on his legs, looking at Jiang Yuan with a cautious smile.

"good."

Jiang Yuan cautiously stirred the rice porridge with a spoon and drank it slowly. The temperature of the rice porridge was just right.

"Did you have sex with a girl? Did you touch her MIMI?"

"No."

"I said shake the apricot with me."

"If you shake the apricots, you'll be fine. The idea itself is sick."

"So you have to work hard, you are not a child."

"Then what efforts have you made?" Jiang Yuanshen asked.

"Well, first of all, I will dress myself up handsomely—"

Jiang Yuanshen looked at the rice porridge with a hard smile.

"Isn't this the end of the first step?"

"No, I think the ugliest people are the ones who put on a "yes, I'm just ugly". Azusagawa Xiaokong smiled, lifted the spoon and said with an elder attitude, "People can be bad, but not for too long. If you always feel that you are hopeless and a waste, then you can't change it." "

"This kind of talk doesn't sound like someone who just came to the island and was beaten up and didn't return all night."

"That's because my personal improvement is not perfect. Now I also feel that I am useless and useless. It's just that I doubt myself less often."

Azusagawa Takara's greasy face brought a wry smile from his beard, and Jiang Yuanshen couldn't help laughing too.

"Actually, I always thought you were more remarkable. Many people were left forever on that day, just living shamelessly under the ruthless push of time."

Jiang Yuan glanced at him carefully.

——Don’t put on a serious expression at this moment, please.

"Isn't it just cooking a bowl of porridge for you to flatter me?" Jiang Yuanshen said.

"Haha, I was discovered by you~~~ Please cook delicious rice porridge for me every day from now on."

"I feel like I'd die if I cook for you every day.

"You mean, I'm disgusting right now?"

"I mean, you have to change that mind."

Afterwards, the two continued to chat about negative and positive topics, and it was only when the meeting ended that they realized that the topic they were talking about had nothing to do with the topic of "how to work hard".

It can only be said that there is no nutrition.

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