"Did you deliberately get kicked by me?" and then threaten me to let you stay?" Ran Kongxia asked as she glared at Que Wu.

"I'm not sick?" Que Wu spat out a few words at random.

"Then do you think I'm sick and you're going to get away with it?"

"Maybe!" Que Wu suddenly said seriously.

"For the sake of your head being hit, I don't care about the patient!"

"I think, it's you who is not sober now, right!" Que Wu looked at Ran Kongxia thoughtfully

After tidying up the medicine box, Ran Kongxia didn't look at Que Wu again, took small steps back to the room, and put the medicine box in the drawer of the table. Leaning against the glass door, although his eyes were fixed on the dark night outside, the lightning flickering in the night, and the dull thunder, he was in fact quietly meditating. Thinking: should I keep him, or continue to drive him away? I didn't seem to want to get rid of him as firmly as I did at the beginning, and gradually I felt as if I was called Que Wu, a nasty shadow, and led away by the nose.

The rain, gradually falling heavier, from tiny particles to heavy fruits, from the inexhaustible, impenetrable black curtain, falling, smashed on the ground, although living on the eighteenth floor of Ran Kongxia, the sound is not very clear, but can be heard, the sound of Hugo grains smashing on the glass window, not only powerful, but also elastic. One can imagine how lively this storm was, even too lively and a little intimidating. silently let Ran Kongxia waver.

Que Wu tore off the mask that Ran Kongxia was in front of before, showing painless and itchlessness, covered his bandaged forehead with his light hand, twisted his body unnaturally, bared his teeth, lowered his voice and screamed in pain, and silently complained to Ran Kongxia in his heart: I can kick so accurately even if I can't see it!

Ran Kongxia walked to the kitchen, took out the small cake and two cups of sour milk he bought before from the refrigerator, walked to the living room, saw Que Wu's face pale, and hurriedly put the things in his hand on the coffee table, asking:

"What's wrong with you, is the wound still painful?"

"It's okay!" Que Wu smiled reluctantly with a pale face.

"I'm taking you to the hospital now, maybe the wound isn't as shallow as it seems, it's infected. Ran Kongxia said anxiously.

"You forgot, I'm a shadow, not a human, and if you go to the hospital, you'll find out about my abnormality!"

"Isn't it so uncomfortable? How can it be so serious?"

"There must have been a little problem with the circuit of the whole apartment just now, there was no light, I ran here from the first floor as fast as I could, and before I could kick a breath, I was kicked by you, and I hit the wall clock head-on, well! It's all your fault!" Que Wu said softly and methodically.

"I'm sorry, really, really sorry, I didn't mean to!"

"Alright, alright. I'll just lie down a little longer, don't worry, I won't hang up so easily!"

"You have a problem with your eyes, where can you see that I'm worried!" Que Wu saw Ran Kongxia turn his head very shyly and smiled silently. Still enduring his pain, he exhaled for the experience of losing his light when he first came, after all, he hadn't adapted to this world yet.

Ran Kongxia said, and put the small cake and the yogurt that was no longer iced back in the refrigerator. From the kitchen window, you can hear that the rain is still pouring down, and the posture is getting more and more magical, it seems, it will rain endlessly. Ran Kongxia took out two eggs, cabbage, and a carrot from the refrigerator. Quickly tear the cabbage into small pieces, and then cut the radish, obviously, Ran Kongxia's knife work is also good, carrot shreds, really thin silk. Three times and two times, the ingredients have been cut and washed. Ran Kongxia turned on the fire, beat an egg into the already heated oil pot, after a while, a golden poached egg came out of the pot, then pour in a little oil, and then pour in the water three thumbs away from the edge of the pot, sprinkle in the carrot shreds, until the water becomes tumbling, beat in an egg, throw a few fingers of noodles, and then sprinkle in the torn cabbage, at this time, the water in the pot, become less, add a little water, and then, after a while, sprinkle in the seasoning, let the noodles cook for a while, so that the flavor can get into the noodles, and finally when the ratio of water and noodles is just right, you can add it to the bowl。

Ran Kongxia turned off the heat and carefully added the noodles to the bowl, which was exactly two servings, no more and no less. When Ran Kongxia was busy with work, Que Wu, who was lying in the living room, had already smelled the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, and his provocative stomach kept screaming.

Ran Kongxia held two bowls of noodles on the left and right, instructed Que Wu to take out the bowl mat under the coffee table, place it, and then put the noodles on the coffee table. Asked softly: "One bowl is a poached egg, the other is a boiled egg, which one do you want to eat?" Que Wu stared at the contents of the two bowls, one was golden, the other was white and soft, picked up the chopsticks, and without saying a word, he took a bite back and forth, pointed to the poached egg and said slowly: "I want this! I like this taste more! Ran Kongxia regretted taking the initiative to ask about his preferences, sandwiched the boiled eggs in his bowl into Que Wu's bowl, and said dissatisfiedly: "I don't want the eggs you took a bite of, I don't like you to eat them!"

"I don't taste it, how do I know I don't like it?" replied confidently.

"You don't know about these foods, do you?" asked Ran Kongxia with a smile.

"Did I tell you I knew?" said Que Wu with a slanted eye, continuing to eat one bite after another with relish, Ran Kongxia couldn't help laughing. After Que Wu's afterglow caught it, he swallowed the noodles and said coldly, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just hungry." Ran Kongxia immediately put away his smile, twisted his head to the side and said, "It's you who misunderstood, okay!" The two of them were eating noodles face to face, and Que Wu deliberately picked out the shredded carrots in his bowl from time to time and threw them into Ran Kongxia's bowl. "You're not disgusting!" Ran Kongxia shouted. Que Wu was unmoved, and continued to eat while saying, "I don't like to eat this!" "I don't like it either!" Ran Kongxia continued to exclaim. Que Wu stopped, looked at Ran Kongxia suspiciously, and said with some laughter:

"Then why did you add these things to the noodles?"

"I've boiled the flavor of carrots into the noodles, it just adds beauty!" After listening to Ran Kongxia's explanation, Que Wu was convinced, he had never seen such a girl whose thinking was not on the same line. Ran Kongxia didn't expect that Que Wu didn't like to eat carrots either.

After a while, Que Wu's bowl had bottomed out, however, Ran Kongxia still held most of the bowl. Que Wu couldn't wait, let Ran Kongxia finish eating, and said casually and deliberately: "How are you thinking now?" Anyway, Que Wu still wanted Ran Kongxia to agree in person, so that he could live comfortably. Ran Kongxia understood what Que Wu was talking about. Slowly put down the chopsticks and said, "You can stay, but it's only for a few days!" Que Wu hid his joy and said lightly: "I'm right!"

"However, I don't have any clothes you can wear, and I don't have your daily necessities, you can do it yourself!"

"I'll go back and get my luggage now!" Que Wu suddenly had his energy again, and he couldn't help but wonder if he was pretending to be sick?

"Where?"

"Empty!"

Before Ran Kongxia could ask what place it was, Que Wu's figure was gone. Ran Kongxia reluctantly cleaned up himself and Que Wu's dishes and chopsticks, and after washing them, he thought that it would be good for him to go back now, and it was best to be tripped by something on the way, and it would be good if he couldn't come back for a while.

When I returned to my room to prepare my bath clothes, I walked into the bathroom.