Time never stops, pushing the hour and the hour and the second, slowly moving forward, slow but not stopping.

After the cold and heavy depression of early winter, ushered in the silver and white winter of snow.

On the school's road to success, the sun's rays are refracted into a colorful halo and sprinkled on the two people who walk side by side.

"Have you booked all the tickets?" Xiang Yang's deep voice was calm and cold, no different from usual, except for holding a warm hand, which was slightly tighter.

"Flutter - hahaha you, I'll just say it if I can't bear to." After listening to Xiang Yang's words, Wen Wen laughed out loud directly, and the longer he passed, the more he understood Xiang Yang's sullen heart.

"Ahem, well, I'm reluctant to you, so have you booked your ticket?" Xiang Yang put his other hand to his lips, coughed and then rubbed his nose.

Warmth didn't ignore this little action, it was the embarrassment and shyness of someone being poked.

"I didn't book it." Warmth replied.

"Huh? Didn't you tell me I was going to order last night? The tone was uplifted, full of questions.

"It's going to be ordered, isn't it not ordered yet." Warm said something like a tongue twister very calmly.

"What number are you going to order?" The tone is slow and deep, elegant like a heavy cello.

"Alas, Brother Yang hasn't booked a ticket yet, how do I know when to book it, boss." With a big smile, Nuan Yang stretched out his hand and twisted Xiang Yang's face.

It's all skin, no meat, and it doesn't feel good, but it feels very cool in my heart.

successfully made Xiang Yang stunned for five seconds.

Then the two of them were on the side of the road and started the childish game of you screwing my face and I screwing your face.

The cold wind was blowing, and the two people who were playing around didn't seem to feel the cold.

The hearty laughter added a touch of vitality to the cold campus.

According to the agreed time and place, the two came to a Chongqing casserole skewer shop, and sat and waited for the other two people for this dinner.

After waiting for ten minutes, I finally saw Zhang Yuxiao and Zhou Haoqi holding hands and walking into the casserole skewer shop.

Xiang Yang and Nuan, who were sitting, frowned at the same time and looked at each other, they were really disgusted.

After the two held hands and sat down, the warmth couldn't help but say.

"You two are really enough, it's been so long, and you're still so tired, is it really good?"

After so many years of confrontation with his best friend, Zhang Yuxiao knows Warmth too well, so he shook his head, looked at Warmth and said.

"Alas, there's no way, I can't do some people in the morning, and everyone will rub on people's chests."

The tone is really flat, my own girlfriend, dear, endure it. So Wen Wen turned his gaze and the fire of war to Zhou Haoqi next to Zhang Yuxiao.

"Take care of your girlfriend, it's not good to bully people like this, it will affect your image as a warm man like jade."

Zhou Haoqi smiled very gently, and replied with a warm and warm image of a noble son.

"Our family listens to Xiaoyu, I am her warm man, not everyone's central air conditioning, the image of this thing, as long as my Xiaoyu says it is good, other people or anything, it doesn't matter." After speaking, he and Zhang Yuxiao looked at each other affectionately.

Thoroughly implemented what Xiang Yang said before, a sense of security, all the time, every minute and every second, do not forget to be loyal, and sprinkle dog food.

The warmth on the other side rubbed silently, and the dense layer of goosebumps on his arms. It's really numb to the point of collapse, turning such a jade-like noble son into such an affectionate model, it's really amazing, my little dried fish.

"Ahem, warm water bottle, can you start to light the bottom of the pot when you're done?" Xiang Yang pinched his warm little meat hand under the table and said to Zhou Haoqi.

"Hahaha, hot water bottle, you are too talented, Brother Yang." As soon as Xiang Yang's words fell, Nuan lay on the table, laughing non-stop.

Even Zhang Yuxiao couldn't help laughing.

The warm water bottle is also too appropriate, the warm man is the warm man, the one who can keep warm is not the warm water bottle.

Xiang Yang said something, Zhou Haoqi was very helpless, looking at Zhang Yuxiao and smiling, he endured it and endured it.

Experience tells me that it is better not to argue with Xiang Yang, who is black-bellied, it is obvious that he is looking for a place for warmth.

Alas, these days, it's really hard to be a good buddy.

Zhou Haoqi completed the self-psychological construction in his heart, glanced at the expressions of the other three a few times, and self-hypnotized: There are a lot of adults, so I don't care about you.

"Okay, hurry up and order the bottom of the pot, first of all, I will eat whatever the little fish eat." Zhou Haoqi looked at Zhang Yuxiao with his eyes.

Zhang Yuxiao also looked back with burning eyes.

The warmth was baked by the opposite atmosphere and the toothache, pursed the corners of his mouth, and gave Xiang Yang a look.

Xiang Yang, who successfully received the look and correctly understood the content, called the waiter, handed the checked menu to the waiter, and then picked up the cup containing tartary buckwheat tea in front of him and took a big sip of water.

After putting down the water glass.

Xiang Yang pulled the warmth, Zhou Haoqi took Zhang Yuxiao, and the four of them selected the skewers in the dish area.

Warmth is in a crowd of dishes, picking and choosing, and still struggling, which one to choose to pamper.

Fish tofu, to be taken; vegetable balls, to take; quail eggs, to be taken; tripe, you have to take it......

Xiang Yang, who knew the warm taste, walked directly to the finished product area and took two packs of mutton rolls and a plate of duck intestines.

When he walked back to Nuan, Nuan happened to turn his head and saw Xiang Yang, to be precise, what Xiang Yang was holding in his hand.

All of a sudden, my eyes lit up.

"Brother Yang, you understand me too well."

"It has to be, it's got to be done."

Xiang Yang put the selected dishes on the vegetable rack next to the table, and sat down warmly.

The two raised their eyebrows at each other, and they both saw the same look in each other's eyes.

The two of them who also took things came back, but they didn't see Xiang Yang and their warm eyes, which caused a person's sad story afterward.

This sad story begins when the waiter serves the bottom of the pot.

The chili peppers soaked in the oil are hot and hot, and the rich aroma of sesame pepper and millet spicy combination comes out one by one along with the boiling hot bubbles in the red soup.

The bottom of the butter pot, with a spicy base, and a fiery red soup pot, hooked people's gluttony at once.

"What is this?" Zhou Haoqi stretched out his finger, pointed to the red soup pot that was still boiling, and swallowed his saliva.

"Red soup pot, what's wrong?" Zhang Yuxiao looked at Zhou Haoqi, how could she feel that this expression was very tragic.

"I want to know what it tastes like." Zhou Haoqi looked at Zhang Yuxiao's puzzled expression, pulled out a smile, and replied.

"I have to ask them about this, the bottom of the pot that the two of them ordered." So both pairs of eyes looked at Xiang Yang, Xiang Yang didn't react at all, and looked at the warmth in unison.

Looking back with a warm smile, his voice was soft and gentle, lazy and smooth, but in Zhou Haoqi's ears, it was like a magic sound.

"Little dried fish, I ordered a spicy pot bottom for us, which is the kind of spicy and spicy that we both like, happy? It's been a long time since I've eaten something so authentic. ”

"You have to be happy, I really haven't eaten for a long time, it's interesting enough, righteous enough, and it hasn't lived up to our feelings for so many years."

Zhang Yuxiao replied with wide eyes, and the two of them sniffed, indulging in the aroma of the hot pot.

"Xiang Yang, can't you eat too spicy, why didn't you order a mandarin duck pot?" Skimming the two people who were immersed in the spicy aroma, Zhou Haoqi's mind flashed with inspiration, and he suddenly thought of Xiang Yang's taste and made a final struggle.

In Xiang Yang's words, Xiyi's eyes seemed to be doused with a basin of cold water to extinguish the spark. There was a "bang", and not a single spark was left.

"Oh, I didn't eat it before, but then I spent a long time with Nuan Nuan, and I ate more, from three fresh to spicy, and now it's no problem at all."

The voice is still low and cold, plain and bland, and the two eyes of the harvest are abruptly opposite.

A passion like a summer flower.

An icy flower.