you touched my years

Chapter 91
At 6:30, the biological clock rang, no drowsiness, and she went out on time at a quarter past 7. She needs fresh vegetables for her daily meals. She lacks meat protein, so she can only rely on those fresh vegetables and mushrooms to absorb nutrients .

Blue down jacket, white plush hat, fashionable urban girl, open and close the door.

Almost at the same time, the person sitting in the living room who hadn't slept all night heard the noise next door, and immediately strode to the door, opened and closed the door in the same way.

He stayed up all night, never worried that as long as he closes his eyes, the beauty next door will disappear again, so he guards the door, as long as there is a sound, he will know, such an earnest and nonsensical approach, he will do it It never felt weird.

The four eyes met, looking at the still gray sky outside, and the uncontrollable amazement in the eyes of the other party, they said in unison, "It's so early"

The black shirt is accompanied by a cashmere coat of the same color, and tight-fitting slacks. The leather boots on the feet are black and Cheng Liang, which is a bit glaring under the white light of the corridor.

In Qiu Zeran's eyes, it was completely different from the ancient costumes she had seen a few times before. The fluffy ear hat she was wearing at the moment was surprisingly cute, showing that her small face was only the size of his palm, which made him bear it. I couldn't help but want to reach out and touch her. The thick down jacket wrapped her tightly. Finally, she wasn't as slender and weak as she used to look. At this moment, she had the dress that a girl in the 21st century should have.

"where to?"

"where to?"

Subconsciously asking at the same time, Liu Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Shopping for vegetables" and "Morning exercise." The two felt amused by the tacit understanding of practicing three times.

This time, before Liu Xiaoyu could speak first, Chou Zeran said flatly, "Let's go, together."

I thought it was just a polite sentence, going downstairs one after the other, and then doing their own things, but until they reached the noisy alley around the vegetable market, Qiu Zeran still followed her. In fact, thinking about it, no one is wearing leather shoes. Morning exercise, following him is just an excuse he made, how could she forget that he has always been so entangled and awkward.

Today's weather seems to be particularly good. Liu Xiaoyu found that even the vegetable market, which usually feels a little messy, is exceptionally tidy today. Behind him is a well-dressed and handsome person who has been closely behind him, and they are still buying vegetables and mushrooms that he used to buy in the past. For the first time, Qiu Zeran bought half a chicken and some beef under Qiu Zeran's frowning.

On the way back, the two remained silent, walking one after the other, and the man was holding a bag of vegetables and meat that didn't match his attire. Passers-by occasionally looked back at this strange combination , but they all feel that they are surprisingly well-matched.

"Have you had breakfast?" This is what Liu Xiaoyu said to the man behind him who hadn't handed over the shopping bag when he opened the door.

"No." Liu Xiaoyu understood, and smiled, as if rewarding him for his hard work early in the morning, "If you don't mind, let's go together."

Entering the door, changing shoes, after thinking about it, I took out a new pair of black embroidered satin slippers from the shoe cabinet. They were originally prepared for Lao Zhou, but now they are just right.

Turning his head, he saw the man in front of him become aware of the meaning in his eyes following his actions, and immediately said, "The new one was originally prepared for my uncle. He has returned to his hometown."

Sure enough, his eyes immediately relaxed, and the oppressive atmosphere just now disappeared. This man is still so awkward and domineering.And terribly petty.

"The man who was with you that day? Your uncle?" Liu Xiaoyu didn't hear Qiu Zeran's doubts when he asked this question.

"Well, it's him, he, he's gone back to Kyoto." Although there was a pause, Liu Xiaoyu didn't lie.

"Your accent?" As he spoke, he put down the shopping bag and looked at the girl wearing a white turtleneck sweater under the down jacket, with some curiosity.

These years in other places, living in a small mountain village, there are only her and Liu Mancang, Liu Mancang is used to speaking the capital dialect, Liu Xiaoyu's accent naturally changes with Liu Mancang, and the same slowly, the A city dialect is no longer so fluent , but he would still say it. After all, he had spoken it for many years in his previous life, but he seldom spoke it. Naturally, Qiu Zeran also spoke Kyoto dialect, so he asked curiously at this moment. After all, he had investigated Lao Zhou before.

"I've been outside for many years and have been to many places, so the accent is weird, isn't it?"

I don't know why Qiu Zeran always feels a little strange, but he can't tell where the strange thing is at the moment.

"Sit down first, warm up, and I'll make you some tea."

Qiu Zeran also took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, and put it together with the blue down jacket, which was extraordinarily harmonious, so entering the room, his heart was extremely soft.

The black shirt fits him very well. With a height of 185, wearing black makes him look slimmer and leaner. His body proportions are very good. I remember when the girls in my class talked about him, they said he was more handsome than those models and had a good figure. .Thinking of the body in memory, it was true.

Her cheeks were flushed, she thought a little too far, boiled white porridge, thought for a while, put her medicine pot aside, and cleaned the tender green vegetables in the pool, her long jet-black hair was pulled up high by the hosta, and she was fair-skinned. There were drops of water on his arm, looking at the girl who was busy in the kitchen for him, he actually felt sour as if he wanted to cry for no reason.

The time was calculated very well, but within half an hour, I heard the sound of tableware being placed in the dining room, "Let's eat"

Qiu Zeran put down his teacup and flipped through a few pages of an ancient Chinese translation on the coffee table. He walked to the dining table and looked at a plate of green vegetables, a plate of small mushrooms, and a bowl of fragrant millet porridge.

Sitting down, watching her tidy up in the kitchen, Liu Xiaoyu turned her head to look at the person who still didn't move her chopsticks and asked strangely, "What's the matter, doesn't it suit your appetite?"

Qiu Zeran glanced at Humanity, who had finally finished his work, and said, "waiting for you".

Liu Xiaoyu froze for a moment, "Oh, don't worry about me, you eat first"

Qiu Zeran was a little annoyed, he didn't come here specifically to let people cook for him, although he was very happy to cook for him. "Wait for you"

The two words are still short, Liu Xiaoyu knows that his temper is coming again, Qiu Zeran's temper is really bad, just like Liu Mancang, very weird, very domineering, if he doesn't like it, he will immediately shake his face , that temper is not something ordinary people can bear.

Sighing helplessly, she has always been eaten by him to death, turned her head, heated the medicine pot on the side, took out a small pot, and cooked herself the bird's nest porridge that was stewed last night .

The strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine and the strange smell of bird's nest made Qiu Zeran's heart shrink suddenly, "Are you sick? Is your cough still not healed?"

Liu Xiaoyu didn't expect Chou Zeran to be so careful, and actually noticed his cough, turned his head and smiled, um, I have a cough and need to recuperate.

After a few minutes, the medicine and porridge were ready. Looking at the bowl of dark yellow bird's nest porridge in front of him, and the bowl of thick black Chinese medicine with a strange smell, he finally understood the reason why this person didn't eat at the same table as him...

　Two more offer

　　
　
(End of this chapter)