This feeling is really too real.

Qi Sichen slowly put down the steamed stuffed bun with only a few bites in his hand, and left the living room with an expression that Ouyang Yueyue couldn't figure out.

"Hey, why don't you eat it? You really eat bird food. This bun tastes good..." She yelled louder.

However, although he was trying to persuade him to eat a few more bites, he stretched out his hand unconsciously: "If you don't eat it, I will eat it. Our teachers have taught us not to waste food since we were young."

However, the only response to her was the sound of closing the door.

"Really, I don't appreciate food at all. I have no choice but to help you get rid of them."

After speaking, she no longer had any scruples, and stuffed the remaining buns into her mouth in two or three bites, and then stretched out her hands to the two that belonged to Qi Sichen.

This meal was really full, and at the end, she could hear the sound of her hiccupping coming from the living room.

*

Qi Sichen returned to his bedroom and opened a folder from the computer. The date marked on this folder was more than ten years ago.

He hid it in a deep place, so that he would not keep opening it for more than ten years.

It's like burying your own memory deeply.

Only today, through a steamed stuffed bun, that dusty memory drove him to turn out this folder again, open it, and recall that beautiful but short childhood.

Those are pictures full of childhood fun, three brothers and sisters, including father, mother, grandpa, grandma...

He probably didn't feel it, but when that memory was recalled, his cheeks became moist.

After a short period of excitement, the house became quiet again.

"What a boring guy." Ouyang Yueyue curled up on the sofa, holding the TV remote control in her hand, aimlessly changing channels.

The TV series just now has finished playing. Although I still feel a little unsatisfied watching it, there is nothing I can do.

She wanted to continue reading through the Internet, but she knocked on his door several times and asked for the wifi password, but she didn't get a response from the people inside.

She didn't want to waste the poor traffic that she had already had in the past because of this, but she would only be willing to use it when she was most bored.

At least for now there's a TV to watch.

*

After an unknown amount of time, she woke up from her drowsy sleep.

The TV in front of me was still on, but when I looked at the watch, I was startled, it was already eleven o'clock.

I don't know when I fell asleep.

After smacking his mouth a few times, the aroma of the steamed stuffed bun seemed to still linger between his lips and teeth.

After yawning and stretching, I turned off the TV and got ready for bed.

Of course, the bedroom was still the one from yesterday. Just as he was about to go in, he vaguely heard voices coming from his room.

Heh, this guy is really capable of pretending. He put on a serious look with himself, thinking that he is a wooden man who can only work, but he didn't expect to change his appearance in the middle of the night.

Everyone has curiosity, which is the driving force behind human progress.

Of course, this is also the driving force behind the gossip instinct of many girls.

So he tiptoed and approached his room cautiously, and pressed his ears tightly so that he could hear more clearly.

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