"Jing Yuchen, it's been more than a month, your injuries are healed, aren't they—"

"No, Alley, you see I'm so weak that I can't even hold a cup—"

Bang - Goo Doo -

The cyan melamine cup in Jing Yuchen's hand broke away from his fingers again, rolled down onto the white plush carpet, gurgled a few times, and then stopped at Bai Xiaoli's feet accurately.

"Alley—I—I'm sorry, my hands are shaking, and I didn't hold it. ”

“……”

"Ah Li, I ordered takeout, today is your favorite fish feast!"

“……”

Looking at Jing Yuchen who was huddled on the sofa with a pillow in front of him, with an innocent and aggrieved face, Bai Xiaoli couldn't cry or laugh, and took a deep breath several times before resisting the urge to slap him to death - forget it, for the sake of the fish, I don't care about him in general.

Leaning down and picking up the cup, Bai Xiaoli smiled helplessly, turned around and left without saying anything. In my heart, I lit a row of candles for the thirty-fourth cup - Jing Yuchen has a serious cleanliness habit, and the cup that fell on the ground will never be used again.

The smile just now shook Jing Yuchen's eyes, the former didn't know it, and the latter was stunned on the sofa for a moment.

Unconsciously, Jing Yuchen has lived there for more than a month. Bai Xiaoli carefully picked at the fish bones while thinking in his heart. Bai Xiaoli at the dining table squinted slightly, smiling quietly, happy like a kitten who was well fed and drunk comfortably basking in the sun.

"Hmm......" Bai Xiaoli seemed to have discovered something, his hand eating fish suddenly paused, raised his head, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at Jing Yuchen opposite with a serious face.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Jing Yuchen on the other side frowned slightly, put down his chopsticks and was about to get up to check, and a trace of eagerness and worry flashed in his tone that he didn't even notice.

"Hmm...... I suddenly realized that we had been eating takeout for a long time. Isn't it a little unhealthy?" Bai Xiaoli swallowed the mouthful of fish in his mouth, pursed his lips slightly, and shook his head gently.

If you think about it, it seems that I have been eating takeout for more than half a month. Although the takeout is not repeated every day, and it is delicious, this does not change the fact that it is a takeaway. It's takeaway, and although it's better than making it yourself, it's not as clean and healthy as making it at home.

"Hmm, do you think I'm too right?"

"......" Jing Yuchen, who had already subconsciously got up, stood on the edge of the chair, one foot had already stepped out, and the whole person leaned forward slightly. was about to walk to the side, but Bai Xiaoli was blocked in place by a sentence - he thought that Bai Xiaoli was choked by a fish bone, which was a waste of his feelings.

"I'm going to wash my hands. ”

"Well, go ahead. Bai Xiaoli, who was immersed in the "takeaway entanglement", didn't realize Jing Yuchen's embarrassment at all, and casually responded and lowered his head to solve the food on the plate one by one.

Both of them don't seem to realize that after more than a month, the relationship between the two seems to have changed a lot, and it only takes 21 days to develop a habit.

The two people at the table continued to eat with their heads bowed, no one spoke, but the atmosphere was by no means awkward, but unusually warm. It seems that the two are old friends who have known each other for a long time, there is no need to deliberately look for topics, there is no need to be afraid of cold scenes, as long as they sit quietly together, even if they don't say anything, it's fine.

Although Bai Xiaoli often drove Jing Yuchen away, he didn't take care of him seriously, but he still took care of him wholeheartedly, and was sent to serve him tea and water from time to time, but he didn't have disgust in his heart, but had a different kind of feeling.

Perhaps, it is to treat him as a friend who does not fight and does not know.

After a fish feast, Bai Xiaoli consciously began to clean up the plate. Jing Yuchen paced on the sofa, lying on his side to watch TV, looking at the slender figure busy in the kitchen.

This novel comes from reading books