Praise me twice and you'll die
Listening to the girl's obvious sleepy voice across from him, he smiled softly and said lazily, "If you don't get up, I'm going to kick the door down."
Jiang Qing: ! ! ....What kind of horror joke are you telling?
She woke up immediately. If she didn't wake up, her family would be complained about.
"Right away, right away."
He heard the girl hurriedly getting up from the phone and he just listened quietly.
Jiang Qing lifted the quilt, put on her slippers, ran to the bathroom and quickly splashed clean water on her face to make herself more awake. She walked towards the door while scratching her head with her hands.
When the door opened, Lin Nanyan saw the girl opposite biting a rubber band in her mouth and flexibly tied a ponytail on her head. After helping him open the door, she turned around and walked into the bathroom without raising her head.
"You sit down first, I'll go wash up." The girl's voice gradually faded away.
Lin Nanyue changed into slippers and walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, stretching his legs. He put the things he brought aside, looked around, and then stood up.
The kitchen was neatly arranged, and the pot on the stove was still covered. He lifted it up, poured the cold food inside into a plate, wrapped it in plastic wrap, and put it in the microwave to heat it up. When he came out, he poured a cup of hot water from the kettle.
When Jiang Qing finished cleaning up and came out, steaming hot food was already on the table, and Lin Nanyan was sitting across from her waiting for her.
She walked straight over and sat down, then asked, "Why so early?"
Lin Nanyan looked at his watch and said, "Nine o'clock, is it still early?"
Jiang Qing slapped her forehead and said, okay, it was her fault.
At work, she often edits films in the middle of the night, a typical night owl. She also slept very late last night, which is why she can't get up during the day. Now that she's back in high school, she needs to adjust her sleep schedule as soon as possible.
Drinking a glass of warm water after getting up in the morning will make your stomach feel much more comfortable. Jiang Qing picked up the cup and took a sip. The water temperature was just right, so she drank it all in one gulp.
She picked up her chopsticks and started eating. It was a simple stir-fried zucchini, millet porridge, and steamed buns, all home-cooked dishes. She reached out and picked up a bun and handed it to Lin Nanyan, who was watching her eat across from her: "You eat too."
Lin Nanyan was reviewing yesterday's knowledge with his eyes downcast. He responded, "I had breakfast this morning."
Jiang Qing looked at him and said, "Come on, I don't know you. You must have eaten some junk food again."
After saying that, he pointed to a plate full of buns on the table and said, "Look, my dad knows me so well. He must know that I can't finish them all, but he left so much for you."
"You can't let him down." As she said that, she filled a bowl of porridge and pushed it in front of Lin Nanyan.
The golden millet porridge was mixed with plump corn kernels, which looked very tempting in its bright yellow color, but he had indeed eaten before coming here in the morning.
"My dad said millet porridge is the best food for Chinese stomachs. Let's eat it together. It's better to study after we're full."
Lin Nanyan had no choice but to take the bun she handed over and took a bite. Juice flowed out and the rich aroma of meat filled his mouth, the fragrance was overflowing.
The two of them finished their breakfast chatting back and forth.
After washing the dishes and tidying the table, Jiang Qing sat at the table and prepared to study. Lin Nanyan followed her into the room carrying her schoolbag.
She opened her chemistry textbook and was about to start working on a question when a paper bag with a black logo printed on it suddenly appeared in front of her.
"What is this?" Jiang Qing was very curious and she pulled it over.
I opened the bag and inside was a T-shirt. Oh, this is it.
The dark red T-shirt, with delicate letter embroidery and pure cotton texture, she looked at the clothes in front of her and found that they were very much in line with her aesthetic taste.
"Is the express delivery from this store so fast? I placed the order the night before yesterday, and it arrived this morning." It's worthy of the Chinese speed, it's really awesome.
Lin Nanyan buried his head in organizing his schoolbag and took out the textbooks from it. He sat next to Jiang Qing, rubbed his stomach imperceptibly, and responded to her while organizing the test papers.
"Yeah. It's a courier within our province, so it arrived early."
Jiang Qing put down her pen and walked into the bathroom impatiently, "You write the questions first, and I'll try to see if they're suitable."
Lin Nanyan looked at the empty seat next to him. He put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and waited quietly.
As expected, three minutes later, Jiang Qing came out of the bathroom and stood in front of Lin Nanyan excitedly, stretching out her arms and turning 360 degrees to show off.
"Is it beautiful? Does it suit me particularly well?"
Lin Nanyan looked at the person opposite him. The girl was wearing a dark red T-shirt of the same style as his, and white pajamas with a rabbit pattern on them. She had fluffy hair and opened her eyes wide, waiting for his reply.
Before Lin Nanyan could say anything, Jiang Qing impatiently grabbed his arm and dragged him into the bathroom.
The bathroom is inlaid with the largest mirror in Jiang Qing's house. It is surrounded by intricate carvings, with flowers and leaves climbing up the mirror, which is elegant and retro. According to her father, he specially picked this out from hundreds of mirror frames.
To be honest, it was totally inconsistent with the simple decoration style of her house, but her father insisted on installing it. What could she do? She spread her hands and could only helplessly watch Ms. Wang waver and compromise.
Jiang Qing said that after looking at it for a long time, she got used to it.
Standing in front of the mirror, she swayed left and right.
"I think this dress suits me perfectly, what do you think?" She looked up at the mirror.
The mirror reflected two people, one in front and one behind, one tall and one short, wearing the same style. Her head was resting on the chest of the person behind her, blocking the embroidery on his chest. Their eyes met in the mirror.
Lin Nanyan looked at the person in the mirror. The girl's skin looked even whiter in the dark red color. Her whole body was reflected in the intricate mirror with branches and flowers, which was full of the conflict between modern and classical styles. However, it was strange that she was particularly lively in the silence.
He met her gaze and nodded slightly, "Then there's no need to return it. It's very troublesome to buy it and then return it."
Jiang Qing: ...
"Will you kill me if you praise me? Can you please speak properly?" She was very dissatisfied with his perfunctory attitude and made additional demands forcefully.
Lin Nanyan paused, stood up straight, and said seriously, "Yeah, very cute."
Hey, Jiang Qing shivered with a chill.
Why did he do what she said, but it made her feel uncomfortable? She was not used to Lin Nanyan's sudden change in style.
"Just speak normally."
Lin Nanyan covered his eyes with his hands, revealing a very smooth jaw angle, and seemed very helpless.
"what ever."
Jiang Qing turned around and pushed Lin Nanyan out from behind, "Come on, let's go study."
The two of them sat down at a table handmade by Jiang Shanhai. It was much larger than a typical commercial table and furnished with two high-backed chairs, one for Jiang Qing and one for Lin Nanyan. Lin Nanyan, with his long legs and arms, sat on the chair shaped like a rabbit, creating a particularly adorable contrast.
It can be said that from elementary school to junior high school to high school, this table accompanied their childhood, recorded their ignorant years, and it is still continuing now.
The room was quiet.
There was a rustling sound as the pen moved across the paper, and from time to time the girl's voice could be heard asking the boy questions.
"I don't know the answer to this question," said the girl.
The boy would lean towards the girl, and their shoulders would immediately be pressed together. The boy would take out a pen and write and draw on the paper in front of the girl, pausing from time to time to wait for the girl to catch up.
Sometimes, when he gets angry at a girl for being stupid, he will hit her on the head with the pen in his hand.
The girl would hold her head, shrink her body, and put on a flattering smile, which would make the boy laugh again. Then he would continue to explain the girl's problem until the girl fully understood it.
The shadows of the two people appeared from nothing and then disappeared again, and time passed quietly without anyone noticing.
Jiang Qing was doing her homework when she felt hungry. She stopped and poked the person next to her with her pen, "What time is it?"
Lin Nanyan looked at his watch: "Half past twelve."
"Then we should have lunch." She realized that it was no wonder she felt so hungry, it turned out that it was time.
Lin Nanyan glanced sideways: "It wasn't long after we finished eating, and you're hungry again?"
"What do you mean just finished eating? It's been three hours."
How can people not eat? Besides, continuous learning will make people mentally exhausted. They need other things to relax and adjust themselves so that they will be more motivated for the next study.
Lin Nanyan didn't stop and continued to practice the questions. Without even looking up, he replied to her, "Uncle Jiang said when he left this morning that there were leftovers from last night that could be heated up in the microwave for lunch. They won't be back at noon today."
Heating up food in the microwave is quick and easy, and it will be ready in three minutes, so I shouldn't need his help.
"Oh." Jiang Qing stood up, glanced at Lin Nanyan who was as steady as a rock beside her, and suddenly leaned over and patted him on the back.
"I think, no, I just had a good idea." She asked mysteriously, "Do you want to know?"
Lin Nanyan didn't even raise his head: "I don't want to."
Even with his eyes closed, he knew what good idea Jiang Qing could come up with. She was definitely trying to trick people again, so he wouldn't be fooled.
Jiang Qing: ...
Why wouldn't this person be fooled? He had to force her to use her trump card.
She smiled and said, "Do you still want to eat lunch today?"
Lin Nanyan reluctantly put down his pen, turned around and stared at Jiang Qing standing there. He sighed, "Tell me. What do you want to do now?"
Jiang Qing looked down at him, and Lin Nanyan looked up at her. Their eyes met. From this angle, he seemed inexplicably well-behaved.
"You promised me that you would teach me how to cook. Do you mean what you said?" she asked, raising her chin.
Lin Nanyan nodded, understanding what she meant. He stood up, closed his and Jiang Qing's exercises, and placed them neatly aside. He also put their pens into the pencil case, and the desk suddenly became much cleaner.
"Let's go and cook."
He pinched the rabbit ears on the back of the chair with one hand, moved the chair away, and walked out with his long legs.
Jiang Qing fell behind, looking at Lin Nanyan's back, which revealed an inexplicable melancholy in his handsomeness.
Why did she feel like she had bullied him? It was an illusion, it must be an illusion. She shook her head to get rid of the feeling. She was doing this for Lin Nanyan's own good. Given his situation, he had to learn to cook for himself.
Jiang Qing shuffled her legs and quickly ran to catch up, and the two of them entered the living room together.
Lin Nanyan opened the refrigerator and was looking for ingredients. Before he could come to his senses, he saw Jiang Qing crawling under his arm and stretching her head to see what dishes were inside.
Keeping his posture still, he looked at the little heads busying around under his eyelids and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Hearing the clear voice coming from above her head, Jiang Qing held her chin up and didn't reply, rummaging around in the refrigerator with her hands.
I remembered that there was some leftover hot pot base at home. I wondered where I put it, so she searched layer by layer.
Lin Nanyan, who was standing behind her, looked at the girl's butt which was getting closer and closer to him as she bent over. When it was about to touch him, he subconsciously took a step back and kept a little distance.
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