Gentle color, but it will sting the eyes.

I have never seen thyme snow here in Colossae, among the blue mist and flowers, and the night is long and dreamy, but there is no sleep.

However, life has not broken all his beauty, just like the Jinse engraved in the length of life, it is difficult to give up, and he refuses to give up.

He is stubborn, even if he is captured.

Is

Unexpected picture.

Incredibly still in front of you.

Is that...... Dark green flower branches?

Xun Jian blinked vigorously, and when he opened it again, he was sure that everything in front of him was irrefutable.

He is very familiar, although he is not unique in this world, he has no deep impression and conclusive evidence to make a convincing enough comparison, but both the intellect and the subconscious are telling themselves...... The flower branch lying on Uncle Eric's bed was the same potted plant that had been with him for so many days.

So--it turned out to be the dark green flower branch?!

In Xun Jian's memory, when he first arrived at this house, Uncle Eric didn't have such a hobby, and the sudden appearance of interest always had some inside information, not to mention that the person concerned also acted without distraction.

……

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Xun Jian didn't know if Uncle Gray's decibel was so big that everyone present could hear it clearly, at least he heard it, including the strong doubts expressed in the high-profile expression of his words, Xun Jian looked cautious, and while eavesdropping carefully, he wanted to pick up a hot chocolate from the plate closest to him on the dining table, which was a little self-reward for himself who had been conducting training sessions since five o'clock in the morning.

But it wasn't easy to do two things, and even though he had managed to catch a glimpse of Uncle Gray's angry expression—wait, why was he so angry?

Because Uncle Eric is holding this pot of dark green flowers all day long?

Like falling clouds, he squinted and racked his brain, but his right hand was also trying to grope, and when he reacted, the fingers that tried to reach forward only touched soft things.

"Me? That's great! Eric held the pot firmly in his arms with one hand, and opened his mouth to ask Gray to feed it.

"No, no, no, are you finally tired of sugar?" Gray simply ignored the man's begging wet gaze, and left no trace of pretense or intention.

"Don't talk about people as if they like to play with other people's amorous seeds, okay?" His face was white, and although he looked emaciated from the outline of his face, he spoke more energetically than usual.

"I don't think so! What about my understanding of amorous seeds...... It should be a child who is easily driven by feelings, refuses to be restrained, and has no moral concept! ”

Eric rolled his eyes at the heat of a mouthful of baked potatoes, "Are you trying to justify yourself?" ”

Xun Jian didn't notice that his movements were becoming more and more obvious, and the wonderful thing was that when he didn't want to miss anything about the content of the conversation, his obsession with the intention of stretching his arm forward was also more profound.

That's not right......

How is it squishy?

It's really soft!

"Do you eat macaroni directly?" A question was heard in his ears that was not sarcastic.

Macaroni?

No, what he wanted was hot chocolate.

Xun Jian nodded his head in agreement, and when he turned around, his face had been replaced with an expression of "no", but he found that the other party's "no" expression was more exaggerated than his own, and he also had more "perseverance".

Confused, he turned his gaze straight ahead, only to find that the final point of his arm really landed on the macaroni plate, and the hot chocolate...... Long past where it was.

"Forehead ......" Xun Jian took his little hand back without thinking about it, and the white and tender little face began to blush after a slow half-beat.

Although he had been disgraced in front of Uncle Gray countless times, he was ...... Every time, I feel my cheeks are hot.

But now—Xun Jian pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and found that the person he wanted to eavesdrop on hadn't noticed them yet—he breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that his curiosity was still clamoring to continue, so he directly threw Uncle Qi Jue a serious expression of "don't interrupt me".

Ouch, this kid!

The snubbed Qi Jue raised his eyebrows and looked at him, the smile on the corner of his mouth never disappeared, staying at two-thirds of the arc, and suddenly he put a doughnut on his plate, and the light flashing under his eyes did not let anyone see it.

Xun Jian seemed to stiffen, and after making sure that he could hear the voice of the conversation clearly, he began to be unable to control the movement of his limbs again.

Green doughnuts.

Green?

Xun Jian came back to his senses and was stunned again - yes, this is a green doughnut.

He's never eaten it yet!

Will it be matcha flavored?

Picking up the silver fork that was placed aside, he was guessing when Uncle Eric's voice came from his ears again, and the movements of Xun Jian's hands also paused again.

But he didn't notice that while he paused, the lips of the other side of the perch were deeply pursed.

"Isn't that weird?"

"It's weird." Gray replied decisively without even thinking about it.

"Why?"

"It's like asking Gray why he likes donuts, are you sure you're asking?"

Suddenly, there seemed to be a shaking in his body, Xun Jian obviously felt a shock in his heart, he lowered his head, he didn't know what the reason was, when he heard Uncle Gray mention Uncle Qijue, he actually had a feeling of being captured by the current.

Uncle Qi Jue's ears are very good, how will he respond?

Maintaining a sluggish sense of presence, Xun Jian turned his head sideways in fear, only to find that Uncle Qi Jue was staring at the hot chocolate he wanted to eat - completely unnoticed.

Oh my God, I'm out of my mind!

Uncle he...... What's wrong?

It seems that this side is more dangerous.

Xun Jian shook his head and retracted, raised the fork in his left hand again, took a bite of the doughnut violently, and chewed it solemnly, directly imagining the surprise on Qi Jue's face into a high appreciation for his bravery.

"I'm sure, you can say that." Eric was still blinking at the silver knife in Gray's hand, as if he was looking at his prey and looking forward to it.

"Do you think it's appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate?"

"You can't even support yourself......!"

This is not sarcasm.

As soon as the silver knife slipped into a piece of roast beef, Gray noticed that Eric's eyes were straight, but not on them, but in his own direction.

"What's wrong?"

"Look at you."

Gray turned his head sideways inexplicably, and saw Xun Jian's eyes slightly red as he was eating, and tears poured out endlessly like a waterfall. (To be continued.) )