Love Instructions

Kong Lingyu can't cook, but the juices he makes taste good.

Even Tan Cheng, who always complained that his cooking was bad, could not find any fault with him. Fang Huai sat on the ground in comfortable home clothes, fiddling with Xiao Mei, and admiring with interest the new skin that Kong Lingyu had changed for the robot.

Kong Lingyu was wearing an apron with childish patterns and squeezing juice in the kitchen, while Tan Cheng sat beside them and watched them work intently.

Comfortable and natural, plain but full of warmth, as if no one can interfere with their lives. When they are together, everything is just right.

"Love can really change everyone."

Tan Cheng took the juice brought by Kong Lingyu, and seeing Kong Lingyu sitting next to Fang Huai with a gentle look on his face, he couldn't help but said sourly: "That's enough, buddy, I didn't come here to eat dog food today."

Kong Lingyu raised his eyes with a threatening look in them, while Fang Huai smiled embarrassedly. Xiaoma at his feet blinked at the display screen, and then two pink hearts popped out.

Fang Huai's hands were stained with motor oil from Xiao Mei's body, making it inconvenient for him to drink the juice. Kong Lingyu held the glass and inserted a straw for Fang Huai, "Try it?"

"Don't pay attention to him. This guy is recently heartbroken."

Kong Lingyu bluntly exposed Tan Cheng's shortcomings, and the sweet juice in front of him suddenly felt dull. He drank the juice in one gulp and looked at the two of them with his head tilted: "Is this still a sweeping robot?"

Komari has long been modified by Kong Lingyu to no longer look like a robot. The disc-shaped structure has four limbs installed, and a high-definition display screen and the latest voice function have been added. No one can believe that this little guy who always smiles is a sweeping robot.

[Himouto is not a sweeping robot, Himouto is Maimai's baby~] The robot recognized the key words in the customer's words and turned to Tan Cheng.

The tone of voice rose slightly, and there was a bit more anger. Fang Huai was stunned when he heard Komari's rebuttal. Kong Lingyu was holding a drink and his shoulders were shaking with laughter. Tan Cheng was staring at this "self-aware" robot in amazement.

"Did you teach it?" Fang Huai coughed twice awkwardly, tugged at the corner of Kong Lingyu's clothes in a subtle way, and asked with a red face.

Kong Lingyu denied it without blushing or beating his heart, handed the straw to Fang Huai's mouth and said, "No."

Seeing Fang Huai didn't believe him, he didn't explain, but just said with a smile: "Komari has a strong learning ability."

His learning object is Kong Lingyu. Komari will record Kong Lingyu's words and deeds, and select the most important parts for disassembly and learning. The only instruction of this robot is: focus on Fang Huai and love Fang Huai.

The same goes for Kong Lingyu.

Kong Lingyu did not hide his surging love. He understood Fang Huai's awkwardness and cautious temptation, and Fang Huai also understood Kong Lingyu's most extravagant wishes.

There was a hazy net between them. They could clearly touch each other by raising their hands, but they stopped in their tracks. Kong Lingyu asked himself to slow down, but the love he expressed in his heart was out of control. It was like a volcano that had been suppressed for years. The magma under the black ash would burst out at the second it was allowed.

But he hadn't gotten permission yet, so he could only endure it again and again, until night when he would raise his hand and depict Fang Huai's glance and smile in the dark through the cold wall in the daytime.

Kong Lingyu can take ninety-nine steps, but for the last step, he is waiting, waiting for Fang Huai, who always lives in his shell, to allow him to take a step forward.

"Hey, that's enough."

Tan Cheng knocked on the wall of the cup unhappily and said with a sour look on his face, "Didn't you ask me to bring the light bulb along on the way?"

"Here, if you have nothing to do, go change it quickly and stop being sour on me."

Tan Cheng raised his chin and urged Kong Lingyu to get out of here quickly.

"I'll go change it." Fang Huai smiled, stood up, wiped his hands, picked up the light bulb and said, "You two can chat for a while."

"I'll go change."

Kong Lingyu took the materials from Fang Huai, found a folding ladder with ease, and said, "I have experience."

"Let me go. When Tan Cheng comes, you chat with him for a while." Fang Huai was a slow-to-warm-up person. Although he had known Tan Cheng for a long time, he still felt uncomfortable without Kong Lingyu present. He tried to struggle.

"If that doesn't work, can I help you with the ladder?"

Kong Lingyu gently but forcefully pressed Fang Huai onto the sofa and stuffed a glass of fresh juice into Fang Huai's mouth. "It's okay. Chat with Tan Cheng for a while. Ten minutes, no, five minutes and I'll be down, okay?"

Kong Lingyu's coaxing tone made Fang Huai's face flush. He glanced at Tan Cheng out of the corner of his eye, and finally gave in helplessly: "Okay."

"Tan Cheng, chat with Fang Huai. I'll go upstairs."

Tan Cheng: "Hurry up and go."

"Maimai..." Tan Cheng was about to act like a jerk when Kong Lingyu gave him a look and scared him off. He called Fang Huai obediently, "Fang Huai, is Cheng Shen your former colleague?"

"Cheng Shen?" Fang Huai's attention was successfully diverted, and Kong Lingyu then tiptoed upstairs.

Fang Huai didn't expect Cheng Shen to have a dispute with Tan Cheng, and said, "Cheng Shen is my colleague."

"Do you know each other?"

Tan Cheng snorted coldly: "I know him, but I can't recognize him."

The words were full of gnashing of teeth. Fang Huai guessed that the entanglement between the two might be quite serious, so he did not ask any further questions. However, Tan Chengke could not hold it in any longer. He took off his gloves and said casually, "Do you know where he has been recently?"

Fang Huai shook his head. Since he resigned from the hospital, Fang Huai had not met Cheng Shen again. The last time they contacted each other was when Cheng Shen called him in the middle of the night and told him to take good care of himself because he was going away for a while.

As for the details, Cheng Shen didn't say, and Fang Huai didn't ask. At the end, Cheng Shen couldn't help but say in distress: "I've been too wild. My ex is hunting me all over the world. I'm going out to hide first."

Fang Huai quietly looked at the calm and composed Tan Cheng in front of him, trying to connect him with Cheng Shen's words about his ex who was hunting him all over the world.

Tan Cheng noticed Fang Huai's gaze and asked, "Hmm?"

Fang Huai shook his head. "Do you have any conflicts with Cheng Shen?"

Tan Cheng took a sip of juice and said something shocking: "Yeah, this guy replaced all my hand sanitizer with white wine. He's an alcoholic who always can't remember other people's faces."

Hearing Tan Cheng's description of Cheng Shen, Fang Huai frowned slightly. It seemed that the relationship between the two was quite deep.

At this time, Kong Lingyu stood in front of Fang Huai's bedroom door, his hands in his pockets trembling with excitement. The folding ladder leaning against the wall had its shadow infinitely stretched under the flickering light, overlapping with Kong Lingyu's long shadow, like a poisonous snake ready to attack, spitting out a slender snake tongue, with darkness in its eyes.

Kong Lingyu has been to this room countless times, but this time is different.

Kong Lingyu held a few tiny objects in his hands, opening and closing his palms. He looked towards the hall and saw Tan Cheng and Fang Huai chatting. He raised his eyebrows, walked into the door calmly, and walked out leisurely in less than two minutes.

There was a perfect smile on his face, and his narrow eyes were narrowed in satisfaction.

"Kong Lingyu?" As he came out, he bumped into Fang Huai who came up to look at him. Facing Fang Huai's suspicious eyes, Kong Lingyu smiled and said, "What's the matter? Are you worried that I won't change?"

"No." Fang Huai didn't let Kong Lingyu lead him away. He handed the cup of water in his hand to Kong Lingyu and asked, "What are you doing in my room?"

Kong Lingyu was holding onto the folding ladder. Seeing Fang Huai's serious expression, he suddenly felt an itch to pinch it, but he suppressed the urge. He lowered his head slightly, and said calmly, "Check if the circuit in your room is affected."

Fang Huai took a step back and his eyes fell on the bulging coat pocket of this guy. A corner of white fabric was exposed at the edge of the pocket. Fang Huai's eyes widened, and the blunt corners of his eyes opened, making his eyes look even rounder, and even the small mole at the corner of his eye became playful.

A pair of clear brown eyes were filled with shame and indignation, "Kong Lingyu, what are you doing with this...I used it!"

Fang Huai stretched out his hand as if to snatch the piece of stone away, but Kong Lingyu dodged it lightly. The folding ladder was placed aside. He held Fang Huai's waist with one hand, grabbed Fang Huai's wrist from behind with one hand, and put it close to his ear. His hot breath hit Fang Huai's sensitive earlobe, causing Fang Huai's ears to tremble.

Catching Fang Huai's subtle reaction, Kong Lingyu chuckled and said, "Don't worry, just consider it as my reward, okay? Mai Mai——"

The man drew out the last syllable and called Fang Huai's nickname ambiguously. The simple two pronunciations seemed to be filled with complete tenderness, making Fang Huai's ears feel hot.

Kong Lingyu's mouth opened and closed, and he got closer and closer as he spoke, as if he would stick his lips to the soft earlobe in the next second. His dark eyes were filled with suppressed desire as he stared at the earlobe that was so red that it seemed like it could drip blood, and his gaze became deeper.

Fang Huai pushed Kong Lingyu away without much force, rubbed his burning ears, and muttered softly, "Whatever you want."

While Kong Lingyu was distracted, Fang Huai snatched the quilt from Kong Lingyu's hand and muttered, "Kong Lingyu, I find that you seem to have become bad recently."

Before Kong Lingyu could react, Fang Huai ran downstairs as if escaping.

Kong Lingyu stood there in a daze, looking at Fang Huai's back and suddenly bursting out laughing.

Hearing Kong Lingyu's impudent whisper, Fang Huai staggered and couldn't help but comfort himself: "It's just a handkerchief, give it to him if he wants it."

But then he thought about the pattern he had sewn on the handkerchief on a whim that day, and Fang Huai couldn't help but hold his forehead in regret. In the end, he muttered helplessly, "What a weird guy."

After everyone left, Kong Lingyu carefully took out the handkerchief. The white handkerchief was neatly folded.

In the lower right corner, an exquisite pattern is densely sewn with silk threads. Red silk threads shuttle across the white fabric, and an exquisite red knot is vividly adorned on top.

"Wait a little longer."

Kong Lingyu stroked the red knot above, his eyes deep.

Ever since the last encounter with Yang Nong, this sunny boy has been hanging around Fang Huai all day long with nothing to do.

Fang Huai followed the doctor's instructions and went out for a walk every morning, and he always met Yang Nong.

It was truly the most youthful age of his life. The boy didn't seem to be afraid of the cool breeze in the early morning. He stood at the intersection in thin clothes and shouted enthusiastically, "Brother Fang Huai, come quickly."

"Here I come."

Fang Huai had no choice but to quicken his pace and walked up to the man and the dog. "It's a nice day today, let's go out for a walk."

As he spoke, he dodged the overly enthusiastic Border Collie. Seeing the Border Collie's tail drooping in grievance, Fang Huai rubbed the puppy's furry head and said, "Good morning, Xiao Chong."

“So energetic.”

Fang Huai rubbed his head, as if thinking of something. He glanced at Yang Nong who was smiling beside him and said, "Yang Nong, I have something else to do, so I'll go back first. You guys should go home early."

Yang Nong smiled and said, "Okay, see you later."

"See you later." Fang Huai walked towards home. When he got home, he brushed the dog hair off his trouser legs, but the hair on them could not be removed cleanly, which made him a little distressed. Xiao Chong was really enthusiastic, but it was very difficult to clean the dog hair every time.

Every time Kong Lingyu saw dog hair on Fang Huai's pants, he felt unhappy. He naturally helped Fang Huai clean up the dog hair and said beside him: "The shedding puppy has no sense of boundaries."

Fang Huai always felt that Kong Lingyu was talking about someone else.

But he had no evidence, and he was too embarrassed to refute because the man who had been working tirelessly to clean up the dog's hair was looking at him with resentment.

He asked a question that troubled Fang Huai: "Maimai, who is cuter, Xiaochong or Xiaomai?"