There was a click, and the sound of the door opening was heard. Zhuang Xiaoyuan's gaze turned from the salt water bottle to the door. Seeing the person walking in at the door, he couldn't help but show a smile on his face after a long absence, raised his hand and said, "Yo, it's been a long time." Xiaohui. ”

"Yo, you're big, you lazy pig has finally woken up. I can really sleep, and I sleep for a week. Seeing Zhuang Xiaoyuan's spiritual smile, Wen Hui's eyes turned red. There was a hint of pleasure in his eyes, but there was no forgiveness on his lips.

"I'm sorry, but I had an accident this time." Hearing Wen Hui's familiar voice, for Zhuang Xiaoyuan, the feeling of unfamiliarity after a thousand years disappeared all of a sudden. With an apologetic smile on his face, Zhuang Xiaoyuan folded his hands and begged for mercy.

"What the hell is going on? You're going to have to explain it to me. He glared at Zhuang Xiaoyuan fiercely, and in the face of Zhuang Xiaoyuan's begging for mercy, the corners of Wen Hui's mouth hooked up a relieved smile.

"It's hard to describe this time." With a trace of distant memories in her eyes, a gurgling sound sounded from her stomach that did not match Zhuang Xiaoyuan's memories at all.

"Poof, hehe. I haven't eaten for more than a week, no wonder, hehe. I'll go get you something to eat. Wen Hui, who was originally going to listen to Zhuang Xiaoyuan's story with a serious face, was also reminded by this hungry belly that Zhuang Xiaoyuan, who only hung salt water for more than a week to supplement the most basic body nutrition, would definitely be hungry after waking up.

With a smile on her face, Wen Hui pushed the door and left, and went to the hospital cafeteria to bring food for Zhuang Xiaoyuan. The stomach that hasn't eaten for a long time can probably drink porridge, and Zhuang Xiaoyuan doesn't have any expectations for the food that Wen Hui will bring.

Seeing Wen Hui leave, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's eyes turned to the window. I'm finally back, and it's been a long journey. In the main world for a week, Zhuang Xiaoyuan has been in the world of gods and demons for thousands of years.

At this time, it was drizzling outside the window, the sky was overcast, and a few lightning bolts flashed overhead from time to time. It's a rare scene. Since the city was in the air, the weather has become manageable. On rainy days, as long as you leave the area of the rain clouds, it will not rain again, and the situation outside the window at this time seems to be obvious that this rain has been falling for a long time.

The rain outside the window always makes people feel that it is not a normal rain cloud, but in the short time that Zhuang Xiaoyuan observed the rain scene, the raindrops outside the window became denser and heavier. From the original moderate rain to heavy rain, and even began to change to heavy rain.

Click, the sound of the door opening came again. At the same time, Wen Hui's voice spoke. As the door was pushed open, Wen Hui and Chu Miaomiao, who were holding the tableware in their hands, walked in. Listening to what they meant, I'm afraid I met outside, so let's come over together.

"Madoka, you're awake." The door was opened, and Chu Miaomiao saw Zhuang Xiaoyuan sitting on the bed at a glance. Although the expression on his face was still indifferent, his eyes and tone were full of joy. At that time, I suddenly vomited blood, but it really scared them.

"Well, I'm worried about you." Retracting his gaze from the window, Zhuang Xiaoyuan smiled and nodded to the two, while reaching out to take the tableware handed over by Wen Hui. Sure enough, it's porridge. It's still complete white rice porridge. Pure white rice porridge with no side dishes at all.

Faced with this kind of white rice porridge that looked completely tasteless, even Zhuang Xiaoyuan, who had no taboos, couldn't help frowning slightly. Originally, she didn't like white rice porridge very much, let alone this kind of pure white rice.

"It's nice to have it, and you can eat it now. Even black rice porridge is difficult for you to digest now. Knowing you don't like it, I also brought you this. Noticing Zhuang Xiaoyuan's frowning expression, Wen Hui handed over a small bag with an expression that she had expected a long time ago.

"This is...... Sugar. Looking at the white rice porridge in his right hand and the sugar in his left hand, Zhuang Xiaoyuan shrugged and poured the whole bag of sugar directly into the white rice porridge. Although it is just pure sugar, it is better than nothing.

"Hey, you've poured too much. Do you drink porridge or sugar? Just when the sugar in Zhuang Xiaoyuan's left hand was halfway poured, Wen Hui suddenly snatched the sugar bag, and at this time, the white rice porridge was already piled with a thick layer of sugar.

I knew that I wouldn't give her the whole bag, looking at the white rice porridge that Zhuang Xiaoyuan had poured into his hand with an obvious excess of sugar, Wen Hui secretly regretted it in her heart. Although I knew that Zhuang Xiaoyuan hated pure white rice porridge, I really didn't expect to use so much sugar to add flavor to white rice porridge. With so much sugar, I'm afraid this bowl of white rice porridge is only pure sweetness, or the kind that is sweet to death.

"Hey, of course it's candy." Unceremoniously admitting his goal, Zhuang Xiaoyuan began to stir in the white rice porridge with a spoon, and with the whirling movement of his hand, the thick granulated sugar began to blend into the white rice porridge.

When the stirring was almost done, Zhuang Xiaoyuan scooped up a spoonful of white rice porridge with a spoon and put it in his mouth. The thick sweetness melts in the mouth, as if it is sweet to the bottom of my heart. The sweetness also has a hint of rice. It's not as unpalatable as I thought. It's so sweet, so sweet, so sweet.

"This guy, forget it, it's rare to have this kind of coquettishness." Seeing Zhuang Xiaoyuan smile happily because of the sweet white rice porridge. Wen Hui shrugged and put the sugar aside. He also had a smile on his face.

"Ah, it's finally comfortable. You've been waiting for a long time, are you going to start listening to my story? Touching his warm stomach with satisfaction, Zhuang Xiaoyuan looked at Wen Hui and Chu Miaomiao and said with a smile.

"Let's start with, I'd love to know what caused you to sleep for a week." Throwing aside the tableware that Zhuang Xiaoyuan had eaten, Wen Hui stretched out a small folding square table beside Zhuang Xiaoyuan's bed, and took two stools and put them next to the square table as she spoke.

"Well, I want to know too." After Wen Hui opened the square table, Chu Miaomiao took out a big bag from behind her back and put it on the square table. As she unsealed the bag, a faint smell of flesh mixed with other scents began to waft through the room.

"Hey, hey, what are you two doing here. It's too blatant. Smelling the fragrance wafting in the room, watching Chu Miaomiao take out the braised pork, tomato scrambled eggs and other fast food boxes out of the bag, Zhuang Xiaoyuan felt that his stomach was hungry again. Originally, the bowl of white rice porridge was not enough to eat, but it was really bad to eat too much when I woke up.

"You leave us alone, you say yours, we eat ours." Grinning at Zhuang Xiaoyuan, Wen Hui sat down on the stool, took the rice handed over by Chu Miaomiao, picked up the chopsticks and stretched out his hand towards the braised pork. (To be continued.) Fupin Chinese