"Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-"

The rain outside the window became heavier and heavier, thundering one after another, and the wind swept the torrential rain like countless whips, whipping the window fiercely, only to see that it was already a haze outside the window.

Yang Feng walked out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of hot longevity noodles in his hand, gently placed it on the table, turned his head to look at Yang Lianqing, and exclaimed:

"Lianqing, it's cooked, come over and eat it quickly, when the noodles absorb water, it won't taste good." ”

"Okay~"

Yang Lianqing loosened her hair, draped it over her shoulders, took light steps, sat down at the table, picked up the wooden chopsticks and began to eat.

"Mmmm, it's delicious. Yang Feng, in the future, let's just stop ordering takeout, you just cook it for me, it's fine, the things outside may not be clean, right? ”

"I'm not available. Yang Feng rubbed his neck, turned around and prepared to walk towards the room.

"Eh, Yang Feng, don't you want to eat?" Yang Lianqing stopped the chopsticks in her hand, looked at Yang Feng with beautiful eyes, and said suspiciously.

"I don't have an appetite and can't eat. ”

Yang Feng turned his head, glanced at his sister, and said slowly.

"Ah? How can this work? People are iron and rice are steel, how can you not eat, you see how thin you have become, if you let your mother see it, you will feel distressed again. ”

Yang Lianqing put down the chopsticks in her hand, walked in front of Yang Feng, pulled him over, and sat down at the table.

"I really don't have an appetite, and it's okay if you don't eat for a night, you might as well eat by yourself. ”

Yang Feng sighed, waved his hand, stood up and walked towards the room again.

"Brother, wait a minute!" Yang Lianqing hurriedly stopped.

"What's the matter?" Yang Feng turned around, his face did not show a trace of impatience, and all he left was as unwavering as an ancient well.

"Come and see, this noodle seems to have tasted a little sour. ”

Yang Lianqing pointed to the longevity noodles on the table, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.

"How is that possible?" Yang Feng frowned, turned around, and looked at the longevity noodles on the table, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He clearly remembered that this package of longevity noodles was only opened last month, and when it was placed in the refrigerator, the shelf life should be three months.

How can there be a problem of spoilage and taste?

"Hmph, you actually let me eat the noodles that changed the flavor, I'm sad what I said, the more I eat, the more I feel wrong, you can taste it yourself!"

Yang Lianqing pursed her small mouth, her cheeks bulged red, and she opened her mouth to question.

"It doesn't make sense, I'll try it. ”

Yang Feng frowned, leaned down and picked up the wooden chopsticks on the table, took a pinch of noodles, put them in his mouth, and then said:

"It's not bad, don't you have a taste problem, little fool. ”

Hearing this, Yang Lianqing pretended to be innocent and tilted her head and said, "Is it? ”

"Okay, since it hasn't changed its taste, you can eat it slowly, and I'll go back to my room to rest. ”

Yang Feng put down the wooden chopsticks, turned around and just wanted to leave, but was pulled by his sister again.

"Brother, this bowl of noodles, you can eat it yourself, I have a habit of cleanliness, you have used other people's chopsticks, and you tell me how to eat, no, you cook me a bowl of longevity noodles again." ”

Yang Lianqing's big watery eyes were as clear as water, with a hint of expectation.

"Huh?" Yang Feng raised his eyebrows, now he understood, it turned out that his sister deliberately said that the noodles had gone bad, let herself finish this bowl of noodles, and then cook a bowl for her.

Suddenly, a warm current crossed my heart.

"Okay, you wait for me here, and my brother will cook another bowl for you. ”

Yang Feng finally showed a smile on his face, and walked into the kitchen as he spoke.

It didn't take long for Yang Feng to hold a bowl of longevity noodles, put it in front of his sister, and said gently:

"Aren't you hungry, eat quickly. ”

"Mmmm, Yang Feng, you eat too. ”

Yang Lianqing smiled, nodded, and spoke.

"Well, good. ”

Yang Feng smiled, picked up the chopsticks, and began to eat noodles.

After dinner, Yang Feng returned to the room, and Yang Lianqing picked up the book and began to study seriously again.

The torrential rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and even the windows were faintly shaking, and there was no sign of getting smaller.

"Doodoo ————"

At this time, the mobile phone on the table rang, Yang Feng opened his eyes, reached out to pick up the phone, it was an unfamiliar phone number.

"Hey, who is it?" Yang Feng said weakly as he lay on the bed.

"Is it Yang Feng? I'm trapped in the tunnel in Beijing, and the bus door can't be opened, can you help us?"

It was Lin Yun'er on the other end of the phone, and her voice was faintly scared.

She didn't know why, she called him unconsciously, maybe it was what happened on the bus last time, which made her feel that Yang Feng was a little different.

"Who are you?" Yang Feng's voice was a little cold, probably because of the influence of Han Shilan's departure.

"You didn't even save my phone information? I'm Lin Yun'er, we just went to the music festival to participate in the audition this morning! Why do you have such a bad memory? ”

Lin Yun'er held her mobile phone tightly in her small hands, and looked at the passengers around her with beautiful eyes, all of whom were talking on the phone.

"Oh, what are you doing with me, won't you call your parents yourself? Yang Feng said coldly.

"I..." Lin Yun'er was stunned, she didn't expect Yang Feng to say this, it seems that he was also afraid of this heavy rainstorm.

It is said that this is a once-in-a-decade typhoon with heavy rain, and a red alert has been issued in all departments and regions.

"My parents are not here, they are somewhere else, and they work ......" Lin Yun'er's beautiful eyes became gloomy and she replied.

"Oh, what does this have to do with me, the rescuers will go and save you anyway. ”

As he spoke, Yang Feng hung up the phone and threw the phone on the table.

There is no need for him to brave the rainstorm to save people in the tunnel, he is not a big hero, just an ordinary person.

The rescue is up to the relevant personnel.

Besides, he also knows that the impact of this typhoon and rain is very large, and it is estimated that many trees outside have fallen, and maybe people may be blown up when they go outside.

Although he is now a warrior and can resist this huge typhoon, he has no obligations.

And Lin Yun'er sat in the last row of the bus, looking at the sound of the phone being hung up, beeping, and the sense of loss in her heart arose.

At this moment, a mechanical voice suddenly appeared.

"Ding! Automatically get a series of quests, save everyone trapped in the tunnels in the Beijing District, reward for mission success: 30 scrolls, reward for failure of the mission: 50 whips (Starlight execution)"

"Your sister's. Yang Feng sat up abruptly from the bed, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

I glanced at the manuscript behind me, and I was surprised, I felt that it was going to be cold, and the update was going to become two more again, and I was cheating and cheating ~

(End of chapter)