The modern fortune-telling history of a small shopkeeper

Chapter 293, on purpose

The stars in the west fell one by one, the night faded away, the wind and clouds were surging, the sky was pale, and the sky was slightly brighter.The sound of bicycles jingling on the street, the early peddlers have already taken orders to sell things, the breakfast shop on the side of the road opened, and the boss put the things out for sale.

A twilight leaked into the room from the open window, and the two teenagers on the bed embraced each other and fell asleep.

When Qiao Minglang woke up, he found himself being held in Zhou Xing's arms.The hangover made his whole mind still stunned. He only felt dizzy, chest tight, and a little nauseous. He pushed away the person who was holding him, sat up from the bed, and pressed his dizzy head with one hand.

"What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?" Zhou Xing woke up as soon as he was pushed away by the young man. When he opened his eyes, he saw the young man sitting on the bed with his head in his arms. He sat up and said to the young man, "You are here Wait a minute, I'll get you a glass of water."

The water on the table was completely cold, and Zhou Xing was holding the glass of water that was completely cold, and was about to go out and exchange for a glass of water.

When he reached out to open the door, his movements paused.

When he closed the door last night, he deliberately left a gap, but now the gap he left is gone, and the door is closed tightly.However, the movement of Zhou Xing's hands only paused for a second, and he opened the door and went outside.

During the barbecue yesterday, he remembered that they bought a bottle of honey back, and they didn't use up the bottle of honey yesterday.

Finally, he found half a bottle of honey left in the kitchen, poured some honey into the cup, found a chopstick and stirred it in, the honey melted into the water, and the water in the cup turned pale yellow.

Zhou Xing took a sip by himself first, and found that the taste was okay, but there was too much honey and it was a bit sweet, so he had to pour some water into it to dilute it.

When walking out, he casually opened the opposite bedroom and took a look. The bed was already empty and no one was there. Zhang Lei and Peng Er had already left at some point.

In fact, he deliberately left a gap in the door last night. When he woke up the next day, he found that the door of their room had been touched. He thought that the two people who came and left saw them sleeping on the same bed.As for the reaction of those two people, it depends on their relationship over the past ten years, whether they are real friends or fake friends.

However, Zhou Xing was more concerned about the physical discomfort of the teenager after waking up from a hangover than he was concerned about how the two friends would react when they found out.He entered the room with the soaked honey water, handed the cup to the young man's lips, and coaxed: "Come on, drink some water, I'll pour some honey into it for you."

"I'll drink it myself." Qiao Minglang took the cup, drank half a cup of honey water, and didn't want the rest.

Zhou Xing took the cup, drank the remaining half cup of honey water, and put the empty quilt on the table.Seeing the lascivious look of the young man, he touched the young man's face and asked, "Would you like to sleep a little longer?"

"En." Qiao Minglang fell back on the bed again, his head was a little dizzy, which made him feel uncomfortable.

As if knowing that he was uncomfortable, she touched his back with one hand and followed it gently.

Zhou Xing touched the boy's back with one hand, and gently pinched the place between his eyebrows with the other hand, and asked, "Is this okay?"

"Yeah." Once he felt comfortable, Qiao Minglang relaxed, and soon fell asleep again.

When he woke up, the sky outside was completely bright.

When he woke up, he was the only one on the bed, Zhou Xing didn't know when he got up.After sitting on the bed for a while, Qiao Minglang got off the bed and opened the curtains to let the outside light into the bedroom.

Today's weather is fine, the sun is shining outside.

Open the bedroom door and go out, and you can see people busy in the kitchen at a glance.

Zhou Xing carefully went out with a bowl of porridge. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he looked up and saw the boy who had woken up and came out. He smiled and showed his white teeth, and said, "I made porridge, go and brush it." Wash your teeth and come over to eat porridge."

"Yeah." Qiao Minglang responded, then pulled the slippers on his feet and went outside.

After a while, the two sat at the dining table and had breakfast.

Seeing the full pot of porridge, thick and thick, Qiao Minglang looked up at the person opposite.

Zhou Xing touched his nose with his hand and said, "There's too much rice..."

Then he added water to it, and found that after adding water, the porridge changed from very thick to still so thick.But after adding water later, at least the spoon can be stirred in. It used to be like paste, and the spoon couldn't be stirred...

However, Zhou Xing did not intend to tell the boy about the process in the middle.

Of course, even if Zhou Xing didn't say anything, after taking a sip of this porridge, Qiao Minglang could guess how he cooked it.

"Eat a steamed bun. Didn't you say that the dumpling here is delicious? I just went out to buy it. The boss just opened the door not long ago, and the steamed buns are still fresh out of the cage." Zhou Xing put one in the boy's bowl Xiaolongbao, he will always keep in mind all the things that teenagers like to eat.

"Well, you eat, I will pick it up when I eat it myself."

After drinking half a bowl of porridge and pouring it into his stomach, Qiao Minglang felt a little bit of an appetite. After eating three or four small steamed buns in a row, he finished the half bowl of porridge and felt full.

"Have Zhang Lei and Peng Long gone back, or are they still sleeping in the house?" He remembered Zhou Xing's two friends after a while, and he remembered that everyone was drunk yesterday.He himself doesn't drink well, and after two glasses of wine, he's basically not doing well.

"They all went back," Zhou Xing said.

"Oh." Qiao Minglang sat there, speechless.

Zhou Xing swept the remaining steamed buns into his stomach. There was too much porridge this morning, and there was still half a pot left. He took the remaining porridge into the kitchen and threw the garbage bag into the trash can Go inside, turn on the faucet and wash off the two pairs of bowls and chopsticks they ate with.

When he came out, he saw the young man sitting there in a daze. He walked over and touched the young man's face. He felt that the young man's face was a little hot. Then he touched the young man's forehead and asked, "Is there something wrong? Do you want to buy some for you?" medicine?"

"It's nothing uncomfortable, just a little tired." Qiao Minglang raised his eyes and glanced at Zhou Xing, but he just felt weak and didn't want to move.

"Oh, tell me if you feel uncomfortable." Zhou Xing pulled a stool closer to the boy, sat down, and said, "There are still a lot of fruits there. Let's pick some fruits and give them to him later." My cousin and brother-in-law eat it."

"Well, we'll go there later." Qiao Minglang leaned his head on Zhou Xing's shoulder and yawned.

"Do you want to go back to bed and sleep for a while?" Zhou Xing took the boy's hand, compared the palms of the two people, and found that his hand was one size bigger than the boy's hand, and it was just right to wrap the boy's hand in the palm of his hand. .

However, the boy's stature is also shorter than his, and his hands are naturally smaller than his.

"No, I'm not very sleepy." Qiao Minglang shook his head, it's just that he didn't have enough energy and was still a little tired.

"I'll carry you to sit on the sofa." Zhou Xing bent down and hugged the boy horizontally.Before Qiao Minglang could say no, Zhou Xing carried him to the sofa.The two of them were sitting on the sofa, Zhou Xing put one hand on the young man's shoulder, held him in his arms, and asked, "Want to watch the TV?"

"Well, you drive." Qiao Minglang said.

Standing up, he went to turn on the TV, brought the remote control over, and Zhou Xing gave the remote control to the young man, "What do you want to watch?"

"Whatever you want." He just wanted to hear some voices now.

In the end Zhou Xing chose a news station and accompanied the boy to watch the news.

After turning off the TV, the two of them spread out the papers and got down to do it. Before finishing a single test paper, the boy fell asleep lying on the table.Zhou Xing looked at the boy who was sleeping on the table, couldn't help laughing, picked him up, and put him on the sofa to sleep.

It seems that the teenager can no longer be allowed to drink alcohol, just two glasses of wine will make him drunk for two days.

After the boy fell asleep, he sat on the small stool next to him and continued to do the questions, and looked up at the boy sleeping on the sofa from time to time.

***

It wasn't until he woke up at noon that Qiao Minglang felt that the damn hangover had passed, and his mind finally came to his senses.

There is only one double sofa and two single sofas in the living room. The double sofa allows the teenager to sleep, and Zhou Xing sits on the single sofa to take a nap when he is tired from reading papers.Hearing the sound of walking, he opened his eyes and saw a figure going out.

He also stood up and followed the boy out.

Hearing the sound of running water inside, he opened the door and saw the boy standing in front of the counter washing his face.Hugging the boy's waist from the backpack, he asked, "Are you sober?"

"En." Qiao Minglang washed his face, pushed Zhou Xing to let him go, and wanted to find a towel to wipe his face.

Zhou Xing had no choice but to let go, and brought the boy a towel to wipe his face.

Qiao Minglang took the towel and wiped the water off his face, and said, "Are you going to the bathroom? Then you go, I'm going out."

Seeing the boy go out, Zhou Xing pulled up his pants to drain the water without even closing the bathroom door.

In the corner, I found several boxes of fruits stacked there, including a box of pears, a box of apples, and a box of grapes, all of which were full of grains.I twisted one into my mouth, it was very sweet!Qiao Minglang nodded, took a bunch to wash and put them in the basket to eat.

When Zhou Xing came out, he saw the young man eating grapes. Seeing the young man's satisfied face, he asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

"Well, it's not bad, you can try one." Qiao Minglang handed over the grapes in the basket.

Zhou Xing didn't pick it up, but took the boy's hand, snatched away the half-peeled one in his hand, licked the boy's finger, and said shamelessly, "Yeah. , is good."

I don't know if it means the grapes are good, or the boy's fingers are good...

Qiao Minglang: "..."