211 What's in this room?
Although Junyi took her in for one night, although he was good-looking, Fang Yishen felt that he was not from the same country as himself.
For people who are not from the same country, Fang Yishen's attitude towards children is extraordinary.
Regarding Junyi's question, she just said lightly.
"Why do you want a key, isn't it easier to go over the wall."
Junyi was completely speechless, he couldn't understand her world.
It rained for another day, and he also knew where his grandfather and the Fang family had gone.
It's that he doesn't remember, yesterday was Aunt Shulan's death day, so the Fang family is not there.
Mother's death day, the little girl knows.
Knowing this, Junyi suddenly became patient with the little girl.
Although Fang Yishen was awkward at the beginning, she still insisted that Junyi was not the same country as her. But I couldn't resist the hunger and compromised.
ate the food he cooked, accepted the hair he combed himself, and listened to his bedtime stories at night.
From that day on, he habitually called her to go to school with him and waited for her to come home after school.
When I hear her cry out that she is tired, he will crouch down and let her jump on his back.
Even if she was still a clay man, a native or a straw man, he never disliked it.
Looking back, I am glad that at least their childhood was sweet.
When he arrived at the house, Junyi came back to his senses from his memories, and without waiting for Junyi to let go, Fang Yishen jumped down by himself.
After rinsing off the sweat stains on your body, eat breakfast in the afternoon.
The breakfast was very simple, all bread and milk that Fang Yishen ordered.
After breakfast, Junyi took Fang Yishen to see every corner of his life.
In fact, it is very monotonous, except for the study and bedroom, which are basically in the training ground.
On the way back to the bedroom, Fang Yishen stopped in front of a door.
"What's in this room?"
Jun Yi turned his face away, the roots of his ears were slightly red, and three words floated in a voice that seemed to come out of nowhere.
"Nothing."
Fang Yishen turned his face, and a smile flashed in the fox's eyes: "Is it the room prepared for me?" β
Seeing that she saw through it, Junyi was in a good mood and pinched her cheek: "The little fox has become a sperm." Go ahead and see for yourself. β
Fang Yishen was very happy, but Junyi's attitude was a little abnormal.
Curious more and more about what was inside, she opened the door and was greeted by familiar tones and patterns.
It's exactly the same as her room at One Mid-Levels. It's just, what's going on with the paintings on the walls.
After admiring the paintings hanging all over the wall, Fang Yishen finally understood that Junyi was abnormal, and he was shy.
Smiling and admiring the masterpieces that fill the wall, my eyes fall on the desk by the window.
A slightly larger candy jar with no lollipops in it, but small notes one by one, like they had played at One Mid-Levels.
It's just that there is no reply from her on these notes, they are all Junyi's self-talk.
"One by one, I threw away all the sugar, don't eat it in the future, it's not good for your teeth."
Fang Yishen smiled, what kind of words are these, naΓ―ve.
Open another one.
"I painted a picture in my spare time, and I looked like it one by one."
"It's hot, will it be cold one by one? If it's too cold, don't go to school. β
"I miss you, one by one? Yes, about..."
"One by one, I'll pick you up, let's be together secretly, don't tell anyone, just the two of us, go to a place where no one knows."
"Fang Yishen, I still love you, and I can't go back to the kind of love that I want to possess you. What are you going to do? β
"Fang Yishen, I killed a woman today, and she touched my hand. I also want to chop off my own hand, but I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I won't be able to hold you without my hand, so let's store it first. β
β......β