A new Hong Kong-style porridge shop has opened on the edge of the rented community, and the porridge is cooked in a casserole, which tastes very good. Zhang Heng watched the little junior sister running out in a hurry downstairs, nervously looking for his location left and right. It seems to be good, and the spirit is back. The two walked one after the other as usual, he didn't speak, and she didn't dare to say a word.

When I arrived at the place to eat, I pushed open the door, and the thick aroma of porridge came to my face. Her small glasses immediately flew up full of mist, and it looked a little funny. The two of them took off their glasses in unison, and he led her to sit down on a two-person platform by the window. He didn't consult her, ordered a porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, a drawer of crystal steamed dumplings, a potsticker and two side dishes, and then asked the waiter to bring a pot of hot water first. As he waited for the meal to be served, he put on his glasses and looked over, and she was still blindfolded, waiting for the fog to slowly dissipate.

Her eyelashes are long and curved.

When she finally put on her glasses and looked at it, she glanced at it again, and continued to lower her head, dodging.

He motioned for her to drink. She clutched her cup and took small sips of hot water.

Last time, what happened?

Last?

Sick, go to the hospital.

Oh. I have old stomach problems and a cold stomach. There was a cool breeze blowing that night, and I may have been in a hurry to eat noodles. Later, you may have stomach cramps, alas, out of control.

She avoids the important and takes it lightly, and he will not let it go easily.

If I'm not mistaken, you had a date that night.

Zhang Heng looked directly at the little junior sister.

Appointment? … Not really. It's just a meal, and then, make it clear.

Say what? I don't quite know.

He found that the little sister liked to shake her body gently when she was sitting, when she was happy, or now, when she was a little overwhelmed.

Also... It's nothing. You don't need to know, brother.

She also shakes her head gently when she speaks.

Let's talk about it. I'm a little interested.

Zhang Heng put the bad taste to the greatest extent today, but in fact, the third child can only look at it. A sentence came out of his mouth, which was more lethal than the tone of the third child.

The little junior sister's face turned red layer after layer, and he still stared at her seriously, without the intention of letting her go.

That day, the little junior sister called him, he stared at the phone number and was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and did not answer. Wait until the other party hangs up, and then he dials back again. Later, the little junior sister didn't call again, which he expected. People are the most vulnerable when they are sick, and they are also the most vulnerable to breaking through barriers and boundaries. The little junior sister that day definitely broke out in the small universe, and in him, it just confirmed the little junior sister's intentions again. For the rest, the rhythm is all in his hands.

In his world with the little junior sister, he is determined to let the little junior sister experience his sincerity step by step, and let her know that this is an evenly matched love, not her unilateral infatuation.

A large portion of steaming porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, churning and bubbling, was placed between the two of them. The little junior sister obediently helped him serve porridge, and pouted and blew on the one hand.

Side dishes and pasta were placed on the table one after another, and the little sister scooped a spoonful of porridge and put it in her mouth, her eyes lit up.

It's delicious, this porridge is so delicious!

He smiled.

So, that boy chased you, and you refused?

Ahem, ahem...

The little junior sister was choked at the right time, which was very in line with the script.

Forced to do nothing, she nodded shyly while drinking the water handed over by Zhang Heng.

Why?

The little junior sister is already a little about to collapse. She looked up and looked at him from the top edge of her glasses, her expression grim.

Senior brother, why are you so gossiping? It doesn't fit your personality at all.

Oh? What kind of character do you give me?

Anyway....not anyway.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but crooked the corners of his mouth and laughed. watched the little junior sister depressed and filled her mouth with porridge one bite after another.

Eat slowly, my stomach hurts again.

The little junior sister looked at him, put down the porridge, and began to eat side dishes sporadically.

So, he doesn't meet your friend selection requirements?

The little junior sister was obviously very confused by his perseverance, but she also knew that she probably couldn't hide.

She held a small spoon in one hand and chopsticks in the other, tilted her head and thought about it seriously, and then he felt her eyes darken. She put down the cutlery in her hand and sighed slightly. The little junior sister looked down at the cutlery in her hand, still shaking her body slightly.

That boy must be fine, too. But I can't be with him right now.

Right now?

Well. Because I can't do it wholeheartedly to him. It's not fair to him.

Zhang Heng felt like he had dug a hole for himself. He really overestimated himself and underestimated his affection for his little junior sister. When he heard that she was sure of the other boys, his heart was clogged and stuffy, and he thought that he was jealous. Now, the word is very subtle, is the little sister preparing to exclude herself from her world, and... The thought made him angry.

Forget it, this topic will continue later.

He adjusted his tone and asked her as he sandwiched a shrimp dumpling for her.

What did you do during the holidays?

Holiday? Ate and sleep, sleep and eat, see friends, be in a daze, and time passes.

I called you, why didn't you call me?

The little junior sister probably didn't expect him to ask so bluntly. After being stunned for a while, he whispered.

The main thing is that I'm fine...

Zhang Heng has been chasing, the little junior sister is on the run all the way, Zhang Heng himself is about to be injured, and the little junior sister is full of loopholes. Zhang Heng let out a long sigh and said helplessly.

Okay, let's eat, eat slowly, eat more.

When checking out, the little sister took out her small purse again, he pressed her hand across the table, and gave the money to the waiter with the other hand.

Okay, I'll invite you.

Next time.