All afternoon, the seats next to Qin Zheng were empty.

She always felt lost in her heart, as empty as that seat.

This is not because of how close the relationship between Qin Zheng and Tang Zheng is, but completely because Tang Zheng is the most familiar person in this class.

Tang Yu is not there, Qin Zheng is also busy dealing with communication between female classmates, and socializing is a headache no matter what age it is.

As the sun waned, Qin Zheng walked out of the gate of the full stop high school, alone.

Walking on the road alone, Qin Zheng didn't feel lonely, but in the chat with Tang Zhao last night, she learned that Tang Zheng lived alone at home.

He also has a dog named Dragon Cub at home, but Dragon Cub can't take care of him......

That guy may also go to the hospital obediently, and at this time, even if he hangs the bottle in the hospital, he should end up and go home......

Qin Zheng was a little worried in his heart, plus Tang Zheng was fine during the day yesterday, and this happened the next day after she went to the night market with her at night and came back, although Qin Zheng didn't say it, he still had some self-blame in his heart.

In Qin Zheng's understanding, Tang Yu would faint in the playground with a high fever today, most likely because he caught a cold when he came back from going to the night market with him last night.

Thinking so, her pace quickened a little.

Qin Zheng's house was not far from Tang Qian's cake shop, so she didn't even return to her home after school, so she went straight to Tang Zheng's house.

His aunt was working in the cake shop downstairs, and Qin Zheng was afraid that his aunt would think too much, so he could only sneakily hide and walk up the stairs next to the cake shop, and quickly went upstairs to Tang Qiu's house on the second floor, and at the same time reached out and rang the doorbell.

It didn't take long for the door to open, Qin Zheng thought that the person who opened the door was Tang Xuan, but found that there was a dog standing at the entrance in front of him.

It looks a little cold, has black and white hair, and is not very large, just like an ordinary domestic dog.

Qin Zheng learned from Tang Qiu's mouth that its name was Dragon Cub.

Although she also learned from Tang Qiu's mouth that the dragon cub had a weak temperament, it hardly listened to anyone except Tang Zhao's mother.

But after all, it was the first time they met, and she always had to say hello to the other party.

Before that, Qin Zheng thought about how the dragon cub opened the door with such a small figure in a very short time, could it be that it was so good at bouncing at an age?

But it doesn't matter......

"Hello Dragon Cub, first time we met, I am Tang Xi's classmate, my name is Qin Zheng."

Qin Zheng squatted down, wanting to shake hands with the dragon cub.

The dragon cub did stretch out its front paws, but it was not placed on Qin Zheng's outstretched palm, but on the shoe rack at the bottom of the side.

There are disposable slippers for guests.

“……”

Qin Zheng understood, retracted his hand abruptly, and changed into disposable slippers.

The dragon cub was not in a hurry, and slowly led Qin Zheng to the door of Tang Qiu's room.

The door was not closed, and Tang Zhao was lying on the bed sleeping.

Qin Zheng cautiously walked to his side, reached out and touched his forehead, it was still very hot.

"This guy didn't go to the hospital...... Still have a fever......"

Qin Zheng walked out of the room and came to the living room, first put his schoolbag on the sofa, and then found a convenient medicine box on the coffee table in the living room.

"Hey, that's a real concern."

Qin Zheng looked around and walked straight to the bathroom.

"It's not nice to walk around in other people's homes, but it's a desperate thing to do in an emergency, and I know you'll tolerate me, right?"

Qin Zheng smiled at the dragon cub who had been following her, but the dragon cub didn't respond, but walked away when he heard the words.

Qin Zheng took a towel in the bathroom, soaked it in cold water and wrung it out, and then returned to Tang Qiu's room with the towel.

She carefully folded the towel and placed it on Tang Qiu's forehead to cool down.

After doing this, Qin Zheng walked out of the room again and walked towards the kitchen.

She opened the refrigerator next to the kitchen and searched for ingredients inside.

Then, Qin Zheng tied up his long hair with the rubber band on his slender wrist, put on the apron in the kitchen, and did it in one go.

When Tang Qiu woke up, the air was filled with the faint fragrance of food.

He touched his forehead and removed the cold towel that had been soaked in cold water many times.

He got out of bed and walked out of the room with slippers and a towel, just in time to see Qin Zheng's back in the kitchen.

Qin Zheng's chestnut slightly curly long hair was tied into a slender ponytail, and at this time she was stirring the vegetable porridge in the pot with a spoon.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, Qin Zheng turned her head, and when her eyes met, the corners of her mouth hooked up a sweet smile.

"Just right."

Qin Zheng said as he put the cooked porridge into a bowl with a spoon and carefully brought it to the table.

"Come and try my craft."

Qin Zheng was calm and calm, but Tang Zhao was stunned.

He didn't know how Qin Zheng came in, how Qin Zheng changed the towel on his forehead over and over again, and he didn't know that Qin Zheng had been staying in the kitchen because he was afraid that the porridge would be boiled and pasted.

Because he didn't know, after imagining it a little, he felt a little indebted in his heart.

The towel in his hand, which was still cold, had told him everything.

Is Qin Zheng very familiar with him, counting today, it is only the third day they have known each other.

Tang Yu was stunned for a long time before he reluctantly spoke.

"Thank you, Qin Zheng."

"Stop being formalistic, come over and taste the porridge I cooked with my own hands."

Tang Xi sat at the dining table, looking at the steaming vegetable porridge in the white porcelain bowl in front of him, and his heart was very moved.

Qin Zheng sat next to him, and his apron hadn't had time to take off yet.

In front of him is a fragrant hot porridge, and beside him is a beautiful woman.

Tang Zhao felt that the pinnacle of his life was nothing more than that, after all, ordinary was true.

"What, do you want me to feed you, Tang Yu?"

"No, no, no, I'll ...... it myself"

Tang Zhao said as he picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of porridge into his mouth.

The porridge is still hot, which is expected by Tang Qiu, after all, it has just come out of the pot.

It's just that...... It's salty......

This saltiness is like a grain of salt for every grain of rice, and an indescribable sensation rushes in the mouth and goes straight to the throat.

Seeing Tang Qiu's brows furrowed, Qin Zheng asked softly beside him, "What's wrong, isn't it delicious?" ”

"No, it's delicious."

Tang Zhao replied with a smile, and at the same time scooped another spoonful of porridge into his mouth.

He was sure that the vegetables in this porridge had been bought by him when he had passed by the vegetable market, so that he could put some vegetables in it when cooking noodles.

The vegetables are definitely not bad, as for this porridge......

"Do you all taste like this in the porridge in the south, it feels different from the porridge in the north......

"Is there a big difference, I'll try it."

Qin Zheng said that he was about to take the spoon in Tang Qiu's hand, and Tang Zhao stepped back mechanically with the spoon in his hand.

"This is the porridge you cooked for me, you better not taste it."

"Good fellow, it's quite protective. What happened to the porridge I cooked, and I tasted it myself? ”

"No, you think, we share a spoon, isn't that equivalent to an indirect kiss......

Tang Zhu was looking for excuses, but Qin Zheng was unmoved.

"Then I'll go get another spoon."

After Qin Zheng finished speaking, he got up and was about to go to the kitchen, but Tang Yu reached out and grabbed her wrist in a hurry.

Qin Zheng turned his head and looked down at Tang Qiu, who was holding his wrist, not knowing why.

"What are you doing, full of warm thoughts**?"

“……”

In order not to let Qin Zheng blame himself for not cooking the porridge well, Tang Zhao reversed the previous normal state of complaining in a timely manner, and could only get off the donkey down the slope and gag, trying to divert Qin Zheng's attention.

Tang Qiu looked at Qin Zheng's clear eyes, his eyes were firm and serious.

"What if I said yes."

"Then we'll have to eat enough."

Qin Zheng almost returned in seconds, and Tang Zheng instantly blushed.

Qin Zheng looked at Tang Qiu, who was at a loss, and then looked at the spoon he had always protected, and seemed to understand something.

Tang Zhao was too nervous, and always held Qin Zheng's soft and slender wrist.

There is an ambiguous atmosphere in the quiet air.

The dragon cub looked at the two people at the table from a distance and shook his head helplessly.