Black Heart Tangyuan Edible Guide

Chapter 31

Li Minxi was called to the hospital in the middle of the night, and when she came, she was extremely anxious.

She wrongly estimated how much Cheng Qingping attached importance to Cheng Du. She originally thought that with Cheng Qingping's dislike for her original partner, wouldn't the original partner's son let herself be flattened and rounded?

But who knew that although Cheng Qingping was slack in disciplining Cheng Du on weekdays, in fact, he raised Cheng Du as his successor in his heart.

This time Li Minxi was in his bad luck, and was fined to bring chicken soup to Cheng Du in the middle of the night to apologize, and took care of Cheng Du himself every day until he recovered from his illness.

As soon as Li Minxi arrived at the hospital, he bluffed when he saw Cheng Qingping: "Oh, what's wrong with Xiaodu? Oh, look at this skinny one, you're so pitiful."

Cheng Qingping snorted coldly: "What's the matter? I'm afraid you should ask how you are a mother. Have you called Cheng Du for the living expenses I reserved for Cheng Du every month?"

Li Minxi is a real woman, she knew that this time was Cheng Du's little warning to her, besides the chicken soup, she also brought Cheng Ze's little crying bag.

Now when Cheng Qingping got into trouble, Li Minxi pinched Cheng Ze severely, and the little crying bag immediately burst into tears, and jumped onto Cheng Du's bed to hold him and cry.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you injured? Where does it hurt? Ozawa will show you..."

When Cheng Ze cried like this, not only did Cheng Qingping's expression soften, but even Cheng Du had to cheer up to comfort the little guy: "Xiao Ze is good, brother is fine. It's just hypoglycemia, it will be fine after the infusion."

Seeing that the situation was just right, Li Minxi opened the thermos bucket in his hand, and a strong smell of chicken soup wafted out.

She took out the chicken soup and handed it to Cheng Du: "Come on, Xiao Du, Mom just boiled it, eat it while it's hot."

Cheng Du reached out to pick it up, and Li Minxi pulled the quilt for him "distressed" again: "Qingping, you can't talk nonsense. You know how I treat Xiaodu. This month's living expenses are my negligence." , I didn’t have time to call the child, and you were considerate and considerate of me, ah. Xiaodu, drink more, and Mom will serve it for you after drinking.”

Cheng Du's temper is good, but it doesn't mean that he will let Li Minxi fool him every time.

Since he dared to sue this time, he was naturally ready to tear himself apart with Li Minxi.

He was holding the bowl, leaning against the pillow calmly, his voice was a little hoarse, but he was still neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you for your concern. I just want to change. I call my dad to discuss a business and improve my living situation. Don't worry about it, taking good care of Ozawa is the most important thing."

When Cheng Du said this, Cheng Qingping couldn't help but look at the ruddy Cheng Ze, and compared it to the sickly Cheng Du, feeling angry.

In addition, recalling the tone of Chengdu calling himself "Mr. Cheng" on the phone just now, he couldn't help but sink his face, and said to Li Minxi: "The children are tired, let them have a good rest. You, come out with me."

Cheng Qingping's tone was very bad, and when he said your word, he turned his head outward.

Li Minxi knew that this time he couldn't hide it, so he gritted his teeth and glanced at Cheng Du.

Cheng Du just sipped the soup with his eyelids down, and teased Cheng Ze from time to time, his face was always calm as if nothing happened.

Cheng Qingping went out first, Li Minxi glanced at the stupid son who was holding Cheng Du and smiling silly, stomped his feet, and followed Cheng Qingping out.

The bell had already struck zero, and Cheng Du glanced out the window.

Our own 21st century has finally arrived.

Legend has it that on New Year's Eve in the millennium, there is a kind of magic.

If you can kiss the person you like at zero o'clock, then this person will fall in love with you and spend the rest of your life with you.

Qiao Xinran was very frustrated. She had already boasted boldly, but the high school attached to B University was not so easy to test.

Qiao Xinran was very distressed, so she found her little partner to make a plan and decided to try this amazing magic.

December 1999, 12, the day before the millennium.

This day happened to be Friday, and the next two days would be New Year's Day. The school was on holiday, so Qiao Xinran found a bunch of friends and asked Fang Zhimo to go out for the New Year's Eve.

But Fang knew that Mo was most afraid of the cold, and it was more difficult for him to go out for New Year's Eve in this kind of weather than installing an elevator on Shu Road.

Fortunately, Qiao Xinran's brother happened to be studying in the high school that Tan Yuan was studying in. Because of this complicated relationship, Tan Yuan asked Fang Zhimo out for coffee at Qiao Xinran's house. The store opened a New Year's Eve party.

When Tan Xiaobo heard it, he was clamoring to bring his friends there, so several people decided to bring their own friends there, so as to increase the atmosphere.

So this day's party has added a lot of people.

It snowed for the first time that night, and the whole city of B became shiny.

The street lamps on the street put on white hats, and even the glass walls of the coffee shop were filled with sweet mist. Everything seemed so just right, as if it was heralding a bright future for her and him in front of Qiao Xinran.

But when several people got together in this bright future, some subtle changes took place.

What Qiao Xinran didn't even expect was that one of the classmates brought by her brother was Fang Zhimo's old friend.

Bu Xun's eyes lit up slightly when he saw Fang Zhimo, and after everyone greeted each other, he sat next to the outlier Fang Zhimo: "Do you remember me?"

Fang Zhimo glanced at him and thought for a while: "Remember, you were from back then..."

Bu Xun was secretly happy. He thought that after so many years, the other party had long since forgotten what happened back then, but unexpectedly, he still remembered himself.

"Yes, I am Bu Xun who played chess with you back then. I have been looking for you all these years," Bu Xun asked with some doubts, "Why didn't you participate in the game after that? I asked your coach and he said You've quit the amateur game a long time ago."

Fang Zhimo nodded, and said lightly: "Yes, something happened later, so the game did not continue."

Bu Xun saw that his face was a little unhappy, so he consciously changed the subject: "That's right, that's right, studies are the most important thing. I only occasionally play on behalf of the amateur team."

Fang Zhimo nodded clearly, propped his chin and looked at Tan Yuan's group who were playing truth or dare around the stove: "They're having a lot of fun, don't you want to go?"

When Fang Zhimo asked this, he rested his chin with one hand, and the thin and soft eyelashes had nowhere to go, and they swept all over the lower eyelid.

There is a kind of lazy calmness revealed from his whole body, just like a snow-white and lazy aristocratic cat, it obviously has the temperament of rejecting people thousands of miles away, but it gives people a strange temptation, which makes people feel itchy. Can't help but want to reach out and touch it.

Thinking of this, Bu Xun stretched out his hand unknowingly, and when he came to his senses, Fang Zhimo's eyes were fixed on his outstretched hand, and his brows were slightly frowned.

However, Bu Xun's hand had already been stretched into the air, and seeing that he couldn't take it back, he just walked around Fang Zhimo's eyelashes confidently, and then stroked his hair, pretending that there was something foreign on it: "No, I don't like excitement. Hey , don’t move, there’s snow on your hair.”

After Bu Xun finished speaking, he showed Fang Zhimo his empty hand, as if he had really helped him catch some snowflakes.

Fang Zhimo was still not used to other people's touch, so he said "oh", thanked him and turned his head away.

Bu Xun seemed very happy to see his old friend, and sat in a corner with Fang Zhimo, talking a few words from time to time.

He didn't know who the protagonist of today's party was, but Tan Yuan and the others did.

Seeing that Bu Xun walked around Fang Zhimo's eyes blindly the whole time, Qiao Xinran couldn't even touch a corner of his clothes, and was so anxious that Tan Yuan and the others tried to find a way to get him Called away.

After Bu Xun left, Fang Zhimo sat alone in the booth in the corner, raised his eyelids and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, 11:55.

The sweet milky scent in the air was intoxicating, he couldn't help but yawned a little, and small tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

So boring, the last day of the twentieth century.

All Fang Zhimo's actions fell into Qiao Xinran's eyes, and finally got the chance to play, she jumped over like a deer with coffee, and asked with a smile: "Are you sleepy? Hold on for a while, in 5 more days In minutes, we'll be in the new millennium."

Fang Zhimo hummed, took the coffee and smelled it, took a sip, and a mist appeared in his eyes from the steam.

Qiao Xinran's heart skipped a beat, she raised her hand and placed it next to Fang Zhimo's.

That hand caressed the slightly hot coffee cup, the knuckles were long and white, and the shape of the joints was very beautiful.

Their hands were so close they could almost touch with a slight movement.

Qiao Xinran's heart thumped, and she really wanted to pretend to touch him casually and feel the warmth of that hand.

That hand looks big and powerful. I don't know what it feels like to hold it?

Qiao Xinran secretly thought for a while, and the people who were having fun over there suddenly stopped making noise, and at the same time they let out a countdown cheer: "Ten, nine, eight, seven..." While shouting, there were still people talking about it. Seeing Qiao Xinran make a kiss gesture.

Qiao Xinran suddenly came back to her senses, she must kiss the senior's lips at the last second, so that he will be with her for the rest of his life.

But senior, will he let himself kiss?

Qiao Xinran looked over and found that Fang Zhimo was staring out of the window in a daze, his eyelashes were slightly opened, leaving only a thin line, and the pupils in the thin line were shining brightly, as if thinking.

Qiao Xinran took a deep breath, no matter what, she must make her senior fall in love with her.

"Senior, what are you thinking?" Qiao Xinran leaned closer to Fang Zhimo, "Turn around, let me show you something."

"Six, five, four..."

"Ok?"

It took a few seconds for Fang Zhimo to come back to his senses from the daze. His deep eyes were flickering by the light of the fire, like a frozen painting.

It was so beautiful, Qiao Xinran felt that if she could keep this painting by her side forever, it would be the happiest thing in her life.

"Three, two, one!"

During the countdown, Qiao Xinran plucked up the courage, stretched out his hand and grabbed Fang Zhimo's neck, and at the same time leaned forward...

"boom!"

"what!"

Just as everyone slammed the small fireworks in their hands and cheered for joy, Qiao Xinran let out a short scream and was pushed to the ground.

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I heard you can do magic?