Shang Huaiyan realized that something was wrong.

Because in this second, Yi Baitang's expression suddenly became very strange, and at this moment, his shoulders collapsed, and he was extremely depressed.

"You say," Yi Baitang opened his mouth expressionlessly, the belief that he had always been firm suddenly became less firm at this moment, and after breaking the hole, the fear hidden in his heart suddenly multiplied, and it could no longer be ignored, "That person-can he really be defeated?" ”

Shang Huaiyan instantly understood the crux of the matter.

"Bai Tang ......" Shang Huaiyan said carefully, he must say something at this time.

"Huh?" Yi Baitang.

"Will you be better later?" He asked directly.

"...... "Yi Baitang," than. ”

"If you use this state to compare, I don't have to waste your time." Shang Huaiyan said objectively, "You have already decided that you are going to lose, so you will definitely lose later; Even if you are lucky enough to win, it is most likely because your grandfather wants you to win. ”

Yi Baitang didn't speak.

"Besides," Shang Huaiyan calmed down: "You really want to win this play-off game?" ”

"I just want to beat each other." Yi Baitang said.

"Then this one win doesn't really matter." Shang Huaiyan has a clear mind and strict logic, "Your purpose is to defeat him, this time you failed, and there will be a next time; The next time it fails, there will be another time. As long as you are together, the challenge will continue and victory will always be waiting for you in the distance. ”

"This challenge is no different from all the challenges of the past, or even all the challenges of the future.

"And we only look forward to all your challenges, and we will not be disappointed, and we will not be dissatisfied......"

He patted Yi Baitang's shoulder, and with force in his hand, he transmitted his strength to the other party:

"Because you're always so serious. And we love you. ”

It's magical.

A moment ago I was in a situation where I was vacillating and even questioning myself.

And the next moment, under the comfort of the little sapling, my heart suddenly settled again, and once again I felt that even if I lost, it was not a big deal.

Anyway, I've lost more than I have lost over the years.

This time, at most, there were a little more viewers watching me fail.

Who cares about the audience.

All I care about is-

Yi Baitang's gaze slipped over Shang Huaiyan's face.

Still expressionless, he said, "Okay, I'll close my eyes." ”

Shang Huaiyan smiled: "Okay, let's go." He looked at his watch, "You can squint for fifteen minutes." ”

Yi Baitang: "Well, I love you too." ”

Shang Huaiyan was stunned.

Yi Baitang walked to the sofa at the foot of the wall, lay down with his eyes closed and rested.

Shang Huaiyan followed to the corner of the lounge, and the temperature of the indoor air conditioner was turned on a little low. He thought about it, took off his coat, and used Yi Baitang as a quilt.

There was the sound of footsteps behind me.

Someone walked in.

Shang Huaiyan turned his head, pressed his fingers to the corners of his lips, and "shh

Yi Baitang, who was lying on the sofa, fell asleep quickly, but he didn't sleep thoroughly enough, and he was falling into the boundary between falling asleep and being awake.

At this stage, he was able to think, but could not move his body, and there was darkness around him.

It's boring.

Yi Baitang thought.

Maybe I shouldn't have gone to sleep, I'll be more tired when I wake up.

The next second he pondered, the darkness suddenly disappeared, and the colors suddenly came like rainbows, crisscrossing and weaving, woven into a vivid pattern by the skillful hands of dreams.

Yi Baitang's head was confused.

I feel that at this moment, I seem to have become a small past self, he is sitting on the bench in the kitchen at home, a tall and sturdy figure standing on the stove, he has his back to Yi Baitang, against the light, the sunset inlaid him with a layer of shining gold edges, he suddenly turned around, holding a noodle bowl in his hand, the noodle bowl contains hot noodles, and the noodles exude a tempting ~ aroma.

It's an old man when he was young.

Yi Baitang thought.

In this space that belongs to the past, the mind is like a rusty gear, clicking, clicking, and slowing down.

The young old man turned around, came to Yi Baitang, and fed Yi Baitang a bowl of noodles to eat.

Without waiting for him to become an adult, he slowly came up with a new idea, and suddenly heard his little self hold back a sentence:

"It's not...... Not this taste. ”

"Ahh He squatted down and stroked Yi Baitang's cheek with his rough hand~ touched, "Tangtang, then you tell grandpa, what is the taste of the noodles cooked by my mother?" ”

"It's not this, I can't say it, it's delicious...... Grandpa is stupid. The little Bai Tang held back another sentence.

The next moment, he was crying.

Yi Baitang woke up from his dream!

He felt that his face was cold, and subconsciously wiped it, and tears rolled down the back of his hand.

Shang Huaiyan was just admiring his little baby's sleeping face, but in the blink of an eye, the sleeping person suddenly sat up from the sofa, and when he opened his eyes, a series of tears fell.

Shang Huaiyan was frightened: "What's wrong?" ”

Yi Baitang was silent, pulled Shang Huaiyan, buried it in the other party's chest, rubbed it twice, wiped away his tears with his shirt, and then took out his head.

Shang Huaiyan was frightened for the second time: "In the end...... What's wrong......"

"Yes......" A second voice came from next to him, the voice was fluttering, he couldn't find a place to stay, and he was a hundred times more frightened by Shang Huaiyan, "What's wrong......

Yi Baitang glanced at it, it was his mother.

He turned his gaze, sat upright, thought for a long time, and said slowly, "I remember everything." ”

It turns out that the Great Demon King is not a natural cook.

It turns out that when I was very young, the Great Demon King would helplessly ask, what is that smell?

Later, the Great Demon King finally made a 'dish of the heart'...... But it wasn't his mother's taste, and even if he had forgotten the original mother's taste, he didn't mix it up from beginning to end, including the bowl of noodles he had tasted some time ago.

Mom's taste is very different from the taste of the big devil.

"That's right, I'm so stupid......" Yi Baitang muttered to himself.

Everyone is cooking with their hearts, and they all have their own feelings in the cooking, and there are no two people who are the same, so there are no two identical feelings.

The taste of everyone's heart's food is different!