Xue Yimai picked up the fried rice plate, he naturally sat on the steps of the stairs and devoured it.

"It's delicious." Soon, his mouth was stuffed with fried rice, and the side of his mouth was still slightly oily, and he smiled at Jian Ran with satisfaction, his cheeks bulging, and he said indistinctly: "It's delicious..."

Jian Ran was stunned by Xue Yimai's series of movements, and she said in surprise: "Why are you going there to eat?" ”

As soon as the words came out, the picture in the video suddenly slipped through her mind, her nose suddenly became sore, she stepped forward and grabbed Xue Yimai's arm, brought him to the restaurant again, pulled the dining chair with her own hands, and forced him to sit down, "Xue Yimai, you will eat at the table when you eat in the future." ”

After all, I have lived with him for a while, and there is not even a decent dining table in that small apartment, and every time I order takeout, the two of them sit on the floor and operate violently.

Now, if you haven't seen that cruel video, Jian Ran will never believe it for the rest of her life that there are mothers in this world who don't want their children to go to the table.

I don't know what kind of perverted psychology this mother's brain has, which caused her to become the shadow of her son's childhood.

"Jian Ran... I'm like this... It's going to be uncomfortable..."Xue Yimai put down the chopsticks in his hand very uneasily.

"Eating at the table is the most basic etiquette, and whether you are comfortable or not in the future, you must develop the habit of eating at the table."

Xue Yimai's entire body looked a little cramped: "But..."

"Xue Yimai, you are not a child anymore, you already have the mind to think about the right and wrong of things, you ask yourself, shouldn't you really eat at the table?"

"I..." Xue Yimai lowered his head and replied in a low voice for a long time: "Hmm..."

After speaking, he once again picked up the fried rice in front of him, and this time, his eyes were red.

Jian Ran looked at his appearance sadly, and gently wiped the oil stains on the corners of his mouth with a tissue, "In the future, you have to learn to take care of yourself, you know?" ”

"......" Xue Yimai's mouth was stuffed with food, this action made him forget to chew, his cheeks bulged, and his eyes looked at Jian Ran in a daze.

"Uh..." Jian Ran withdrew her hand a little embarrassed, she found a place to sit down, her eyes dodged and said, "Don't get me wrong, if it's someone else, I'll too..."

"Hmm... I know, you don't have to stress about it. Xue Yimai lowered his head, he slowly chewed the food in his mouth, at this moment, he suddenly lost his appetite, "Fangzheng... Are you okay? ”

Between you, it must be good, right?

Jian Ran didn't answer Xue Yimai's words, and instead asked, "Senior Sister Lily... Why not by your side..."

"We... Broke up..."

"Points... Parted? Jian Ran's eyelashes flickered slightly, and he asked leisurely, "Didn't I see you doing well yesterday..."

"It was yesterday..."

The two of them broke up...

Somehow, after hearing the news, Jian Ran was a little happy in her heart, she bit her lip and asked tentatively, "For... What..."

Xue Yimai looked ahead in a daze, "Perhaps, what I can't forget is just the beauty of the past, and I don't want to break this beauty again, so it should be the best choice for us to separate." ”

"Then you... Don't like her anymore? ”

Xue Yimai smiled: "She won't wear professional clothes, she won't have the smell of firewood and rice, she will always be young and beautiful, wearing a white dress, standing in my memories, smiling like a flower." ”

Everyone's heart will hide beautiful memories like the rising sun, and these are just memories...

“……”

"People look forward, don't they?" Xue Yimai's eyes reacted, he came back to his senses and looked at Jian Ran seriously, the affection in his eyes was extremely nervous in Jian Ran's eyes.

She deliberately avoided his gaze, and ate the fried rice in front of her unnaturally: "I... I just asked casually..."

"What about you and Fangzheng?" Xue Yimai asked again.

"I haven't seen him for a long time..."Jian Ran said distractedly: "There is no phone, no text message, and there is no place in the school, even..."

Even when he was hospitalized, he didn't come to see her.

"I never thought that my confession would be so lethal." Jian Ran said self-deprecatingly.

Xue Yimai's heart sank: "You treat him... Confessed? ”

Jian Ran nodded slowly, "Have you forgotten?" As I said, the first thing I did when I got back into my body was to confess to him. ”

"Hmm..."

After that, the two fell into a long silence.

Seeing that Xue Yimai had no intention of speaking again, Jian Ran ate the fried rice in front of him one bite at a time.

Is he indifferent to his own emotional problems?

It's a shame that she's still curious about the matter between him and Lily...

……

After dinner, Xue Yimai took Jian Ran to his room.

Jian Ran walked in and saw that the decoration of Xue Yimai's room and the outside of the room were simply heaven and earth, and all the decoration styles outside the room were majestic, but his room was so simple that it couldn't be simpler.

There was only a clean bed, a simple bookshelf next to it, a plain white sofa in front of the bed, and a pile of long-stored paintings by the window.

But what caught her attention the most was the two wooden sticks placed by the window, and she walked up to them, and her eyes glowed with soft colors: "Is this a cotton candy stick?" ”

Xue Yimai nodded embarrassedly, "Hmm..."

Jian Ran was in a good mood suddenly, "Stupid, you still have these as specimens..."

"Hmm..."

Jian Ran smiled, she looked around and couldn't help asking, "Today... Where am I going to live?" she blushed slightly, a little shyly and turned her head away.

If it is said that they used to live in the same room and spend a long time, then Jian Ran can reasonably say that it was because the two of them exchanged bodies, she was Xue Yimai at that time, and Xue Yimai was her.

However, the identity is very different now...

Two men and women, a lonely man and a widow, in the same room, will there be some...

It's weird...

"It's still the same." At this time, Xue Yimai also realized the ambiguity of the problem, he lowered his eyes, and deliberately covered the shyness in his eyes.

"On the first day I went home, I lived on the floor, which wasn't good..."

"For me, it's the same wherever I sleep."

Although Xue Yimai said this, Jian Ran, as a guest, knew how to clear up his status, and in the end, with her insistence, Jian Ran still lay down safely on the floor covered with a thick quilt.

In the dark night, Jian Ran quietly looked at Xue Yimai, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It turns out that every time, Xue Yimai looks at himself from this perspective, when this body is carried by Xue Yimai, what he lives in is the floor, and after changing back to his body, he still sleeps on the floor, thinking that his body is really the material for sleeping on the floor, Jian Ran's heart slid through an abnormal feeling...

In the past, for the sake of Fangzheng, she kept a certain distance from almost all men.

And after meeting Xue Yimai, she broke the routine again and again, and even when she heard that Xue Yimai was afraid that she would sleep, she suddenly relented, and actually asked herself to be in the same room with this man...

Such a crazy idea actually came from her own mouth, what happened to her...

"Jian Ran, have you slept?"

"No..."

"Will you leave?"

"......" Jian Ran's eyes darkened, and she pulled a smile, "I won't leave today." ”