3rd floor room.

Silence leans against the head of the bed, the thin laptop rests on his lap, his fingers move back and forth on the black keyboard, and lines of data codes appear on the computer screen.

The door rang, Mr. Shan rubbed open the door, saw the silence on the bed, and immediately exploded: "Silence, silence!" Computer down!! Your high fever hasn't gone away yet, what kind of computer are you playing!! ”

Silently glanced at the fried Mr. Shan, obediently closed the computer and put it on the bedside table.

In a way, Silence enjoys the feeling of being taken care of.

Mr. Shan held the hot porridge and leaned over with a smile: "Taste it, freshly baked hot porridge." ”

As Mr. Shan approached, the air instantly filled the air with a strange smell of Chinese medicine milk, and when he saw the colorful porridge that night, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"It's—"

"This is the nutritious and nourishing porridge that I cooked by myself and boiled for more than 20 minutes." Yama always spoke triumphantly, almost cocking his invisible tail.

Silence: "... What's in the porridge? ”

Mr. Shan said: "Let the master think about it, tomatoes, carrots, cabbage, celery, lemons, strawberries, apples, kiwifruit, eggs, milk, and add some radish soup left over from today." Special nutrition, you hurry up and eat it, supplement vitamin ABCDEFG! ”

Silent:...

Mr. Shan held a porridge bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, sat on the edge of the bed sideways, and scooped a spoonful of porridge: "Come, I'll feed you porridge myself, open your mouth, Ah ————"

Silence smelled the strong smell of Chinese medicine and milk, and there was a strange sour smell among them, but when he saw the expectant eyes of Mr. Shan, he was silent and couldn't bear to refuse.

So, silently opening his mouth, Mr. Shan immediately sent [Rainbow Porridge with Vegetables and Fruits] to his lips, watched and swallowed silently.

Silence's hand hidden in the futon clenched, the taste of the porridge was bitter, sour and smelly, like expired and moldy rotten fruit in the mouth, and like a pile of garbage fermented and moldy, Silence almost vomited the porridge.

It took him a lifetime of courage to swallow this spoonful of porridge with an extremely unpleasant taste.

"Is it delicious?" Mr. Shan's eyes were full of anticipation, waiting for a response.

A layer of cold sweat appeared on Silent Forehead, his cold face seemed to be a little paler, and his handsome face was distorted by a knife and axe, and he quickly returned to normal.

Silent couldn't bear to hit Mr. Shan, and said against his will: "It's okay." ”

Mr. Shan smiled, and the first time he cooked porridge, he conquered the stomach of the silent god, and Mr. Shan felt very proud and proud.

He scooped another spoonful of colorful vegetable and fruit rainbow porridge and brought it to the silent mouth: "Master is okay with you?" ”

Silent nodded.

"Hehe, eat more, there's a big pot downstairs."

Silent:...

Swallowing one bite is already a difficult thing in life.

I still have to take a bite, my throat moves silently, life is difficult, but that's it.

"Don't want to eat?" Mr. Shan sensed the silent hesitation, and immediately put on the posture of "husband" and criticized harshly, "You are sick and picky eaters." I remember your favorite kiwi, I boiled six kiwis in a pot! ”

Mr. Shan's rare kindness took care of him, and he was forced to be silent and helpless, so he had to appreciate it.

After eating a few more spoonfuls of sour and moldy porridge, silence finally changed the topic: "Why are you unhappy yesterday." ”

Mr. Shan was lowering his head and stirring porridge, his ears were pricked up, and the corners of his mouth were torn into a tolerant smile: "It's nothing, I heard that you have a baby kiss, and I'm not very happy." ”

"Doll pro?" Silence forgot the taste of porridge and flashed his mind.