Male god collapses daily

For a while, neither Yukimura nor Feng He spoke.

There is a cool wind blowing, taking away a little bit of heat in the air, making people feel so comfortable that they want to squint their eyes.

In such an atmosphere, even if the two of them were silent for a while, they would not feel embarrassed.

The familiar world and familiar people, on the contrary, gave Fenghe a sense of reassurance.

After a while, Feng He put down his hands and turned around, "Although several days have passed in that world, I only have a short time here."

When he called Yukimura before, he found out that Fox's position was very accurate this time. It wasn't long before he left.

"Well," Yukimura turned his head to look at people when he heard the words, "What did you do in that world?"

Feng He thought for a while, and then answered honestly, "Part-time job." The most important thing over there is to support himself.

"Part-time job?" Yukimura immediately came to his senses, "Thanks for your hard work." If you are alone, you have to work part-time to make a living.

In fact, Feng He, who didn't want Yukimura to be too worried, immediately shook his head, "It's actually not bad, I found a part-time job very smoothly." Fortunately, he has the habit of carrying his ID with him, otherwise it will be miserable.

He can't forge documents, and he can't find a /fake/certificate...

Yukimura looked at the person who was speaking calmly now, and knew that the real situation would definitely not be so simple.

Regardless of other things, just to find out that there is no existence of oneself in the world, just think about it, you can imagine how terrible it is.

Otherwise, when Feng saw him before, he wouldn't lose his composure.

However, since Feng didn't mention it, Yukimura didn't mention it either.

This is not only Yukimura's tenderness, but also his trust in the other party. He believes in the other party's inner tenacity and strength, and he is a person who can move forward in spite of adversity.

So Yukimura continued what Fenghe said, "This should be your first part-time job since you came to Japan, right?"

Feng should have come to Lihai University as soon as he arrived in Japan, and he has never worked part-time since then.

"Yes," Feng He nodded. He was busy doing tasks before, but now he feels as busy even if he doesn't do tasks. "It's the first time to go to work."

"How do you feel?" Yukimura asked with a gentle smile.

"It's actually quite interesting." If you exclude the fact that he works part-time for survival, it's quite interesting to do odd jobs occasionally.

Although Japan is a society of social animals, after all, Fenghe is only a part-time student, so in fact, he is not as strict as an office worker in all aspects. In addition, he is very serious in doing things, so the time of part-time work, and a few part-time workers The store manager at the location and other employees get along fairly well.

Yukimura raised the corners of his lips, was it really Kaze's answer?

After chatting casually for a few more words, Feng He remembered that he had also promised his friend that he would report his safety as soon as possible after returning.

It's just that he also sent a message in that world, and after so many days, he himself almost forgot about it.

But now that I think about it, I have to do it quickly, otherwise if the belly black bear is worried, he will come back with a smile on his face.

Thinking of such a situation, Feng He almost couldn't help shaking.

After explaining to Yukimura, Feng He took out his cell phone again and made a direct call.

The call was connected soon, and Bu Er's voice was still clear and warm, "Wind?"

Compared with the treatment in the other world where he could only say that he made a wrong call, Feng He was instantly satisfied, "Ah, it's me, I'm back safely."

Sure enough, it's still his family, Chong Yin, friends are good, of course the Budu over there is not bad, but it's not his family's friends.

Not knowing what happened to Feng He, Buer immediately laughed on the other end of the phone, "Hehe, welcome back."

In a word, Feng He was also a little touched when he said it.

Although Fuji didn't know it, but the genius's keen intuition made him choose the best words almost instantly.

"Ah," Feng He replied softly, "I'm back."

Fuji still had a good laugh, "Did Foxnosuke send it back safely?"

"Not yet, something happened..." So it was time for Feng He to explain again.

Seeing this, Yukimura, who was sitting next to him, also smiled and shook his head. Seeing that Fenghe's phone call might take a while, he picked up the poetry collection he had just put aside and started reading again.

Just as he opened it, Yukimura remembered what Feng He had said before: The light in the eternal night, the song in despair?

When encountering turbulent waves, does the wind think so?

It seems that there is some truth to it.

After Feng He finally finished making the phone call, he found that Yukimura had already lowered his head to read the book again.

Although he heard Fenghe's voice hanging up the phone, he didn't look up, and approached casually, "Have you agreed with Buer?"

"Well, I've explained it clearly." Feng He put away his phone, and he had just reassured his friends that he was fine, but he felt that Buer still seemed a little worried.

However, it is also understandable that his family friend may seem scary when he gets dark occasionally, but he is actually a very nice and gentle boy who is very devoted to his family and friends.

When he encountered such a thing, he knew how worried Buer would be, and it was definitely not enough for him to comfort him with a few guarantees.

"Has Fuji returned to Tokyo?" This time, Yukimura raised his head and asked.

"Yes, I'm going back to Kanagawa in the afternoon." Fenghe came back to his senses, and answered Yukimura's question.

"Come back this afternoon," Yukimura thought for a moment, "What was your original plan for today?"

"Send Foxnosuke back, then go to thread the racket, and then go to the tennis club to try the racket." Feng He remembered his previous arrangement, "But in that world over there, the string on the racket has already been threaded. "

"That means there are no other arrangements today, right?" Yukimura asked.

"Well, what's the matter?" Feng He was a little puzzled.

Yukimura raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Do you still remember what I mentioned before? I just came back in the afternoon, so it should be fine in the evening?"

Feng He was startled, wait, what did he mention to Yukimura before?

No, it should be said that what he said to Yukimura mentioned too many things, and his Patriarch mentioned it all at once, and he didn't know which one it was.

With a glance, Yukimura knew that this guy probably forgot, so Li Haida raised his eyebrows, "Did you forget?"

Looking at Yukimura's expression, Feng He dared to say directly that he forgot what it was.

He could only glance away slightly, "Too many things happened today."

Yukimura sighed, picked it up high, and put it down lightly, "I said before that we ate hot pot together." Even if he knew that someone was more or less intentional, but... forget it, it seems that he really suffered For the sake of a lot of sins.

It turned out to be this matter, Feng He suddenly said, "Yes, I did." After a pause, he asked again, "Tonight?" Thinking of what he almost forgot before, he immediately started to remedy it, "Yes of."

It's just that I didn't come, please rest assured, the Lord, I will definitely not disappoint the organization's expectations, and it will be done well.

Having been in the Tennis Club of Lihai University all year round, Feng He said, how could he not have any desire to survive.

Feng He's water-colored eyes looked innocent, and Yukimura was overwhelmed by anger, but thinking about his plan just now, he didn't say anything, but returned to the topic, "Go to Fuji at night, I'll call him .”

"Okay." Fenghe has no objection at all, although his house is a little more complete, but now he lives alone, so it is the most convenient.

Fuji is known as a genius, and he is also a person with a keen mind. Almost as soon as Yukimura mentioned it, he understood the other party's intentions.

Of course, he would not object to this kind of thing, but rather agreed with it.

Yukimura hung up the phone, "Okay, wait for Fuji to come back from Tokyo in the afternoon." Based on his understanding of Fuji, he believed that the other party would understand what he meant without having to say it clearly.

Sure enough, he only mentioned a few words, and Fuji immediately agreed.

"En." Feng He nodded, "Then what are you going to do now?" It's still early, even if you want to eat hot pot, you don't need to start preparing so early.

"Sit for a while." Yukimura replied, the weather is fine today, otherwise he wouldn't have come out to bask in the sun and read a book.

"Okay." Feng He agreed, changed his posture, and leaned against the big tree behind him.

Yukimura picked up the book in his hands again.

The weather on this day is really good, whether it is the temperature that is not too hot, or the golden sunshine from the shade of the trees, and even the occasional breeze blowing through the leaves.

All very very good.

Feng He looked up at the clear sky, deep and shallow blue, feeling the coolness of the breeze blowing on his face, and even his mood became calm and joyful.

After a while, he turned his head slightly and looked at the young man sitting beside him reading a book quietly.

Gently, Feng He raised the corners of his lips, this is his real and beautiful world.

Fresh meat, cut into thin slices, each slice is crystal clear.

The other side dishes are washed clean, sliced ​​and cut into pieces, with small drops of water on them, which looks "delicate and charming".

Bu Er, who had just set the tableware, turned around and looked at the blue-haired boy who was seriously cutting the last piece of fish. He couldn't help but chuckled, "Although I haven't seen it before, every time I see it, I still find it incredible." .”

"What is incredible?" Yukimura, who was helping on the other side, turned around and asked.

Fuji walked over with a smile, picked up two cut side dishes, put them together for comparison and showed Yukimura, "It looks exactly the same."

Yukimura also smiled when he saw this, "Is this a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder?" It is not easy to cut every piece like this.

"I think it's cute." Fuer looked at the two side dishes in his hand and smiled happily.

Yukimura shook his head, "You said the same thing to your Xiaoxian last time."

Bu Er smiled a little more happily, "Xiaoxian is very cute." Of course, the dishes that Feng cut are also very cute.

"I heard it all." Feng He just cut up the last piece of fish, and put it on the plate properly.

Although he is relying on the system, are they really a man to discuss in front of him like this?

"It's a compliment." Fuji said with a smile, he really thinks such cut dishes are quite interesting.

The knife in Fenghe's hand turned into a knife flower. The Japanese knife for cutting vegetables is different from the traditional Chinese kitchen knife. It is also light in the hand. "When eating, of course you must pay attention to the taste and taste."

For delicious meals, good presentation is also one of the most important. If it doesn’t seem to arouse people’s appetite, it will be a failure from the first sight.

As a big planter family, eating can also be elevated to an art.

Although he is still far from reaching that state, it does not prevent him from working hard towards that in his spare time.

"Feng has a special attachment to food." Fuji put down two side dishes and sighed with a smile.

"It's pretty good," Yukimura said, rather down-to-earth, "This guy's food is really good." He has eaten a lot of things made by Kaze himself, and they are all delicious, although not all the dishes made by Kaze are appreciated by him. type, but it cannot be denied that a lot of effort has been spent on it.

"That's true." Fuji likes spicy food very much, "it's delicious."

"It seems that today's hot pot is also worth looking forward to." Yukimura glanced at the last dish that Feng He had just let go, the fish fillet was also cut very beautifully.

Fuji followed Yukimura's eyes and looked over, "Hehe, yes."

Although both of them said so, Feng He put down the knife and looked at the fish fillet with regret, "It's a pity that the time is too short."

It's rare that he is interested. If the time is not too tight, he can do better.

"What will happen if the time is not rushed?" Yukimura was also curious when he heard the words.

"You can put more effort into arranging the plate." Feng He pointed to the plate.

"This is already very good," said Bu Er Bu Hei, a boy who was also very talkative, "It looks very clean and tidy."

"Yes." Yukimura didn't care too much about this, he picked up the cut vegetables, "Let's prepare the others."

"Well, please take all these dishes out first." Feng He turned to the stove, because time was a bit tight, so he was still cooking the base ingredients, and he didn't know if the flavor had tasted.

Both Yukimura and Fuji agreed, and took out other prepared things and put them on the table.

The two of them worked together, and it was cleaned up in a while.

"Feng, you're ready." Fuji called out in a raised voice.

"Here we come." Feng He went out with the bottom of the pot, and put it on the induction cooker that he found, "Be careful, don't burn it."

"Okay." Fuji replied obediently.

"Don't worry." Yukimura also nodded.

Everything is ready and ready to eat in a while.

The three of them sat around the table, looking at the oily base soup in the pot, they were very eager to try, "This is the first time I have eaten hot pot made by Feng."

"It's my first time too." Yukimura was not as excited as Fuji. He wanted to try, but he was hesitant.

"Let's try it." Feng He didn't have so many worries, first picked up a thinly sliced ​​beef slice, and scalded it in, "You can eat it in a few seconds."

Seeing him move, Fuji and Yukimura followed suit, and each picked up a piece of meat and put it in the pot.

Fenghe was the first to be planted, and it was also the first to be picked up. After rolling it in the seasoning in the bowl, he tried the taste and said, "I will eat it."

After all, it was still too hasty, and it didn't feel so good. As expected, as a soup, you should do it yourself and cook it for a while.

Ah, of course, compared to the so-called hot pot here, it is much more authentic.

At this time, Bu Er also picked up the piece of meat, and after doing the same action as Feng He, put it in his mouth, "It's delicious!"

The genius with a unique taste has no resistance to this kind of spicy food. He can enjoy the boiled pork slices made by Fenghe before, not to mention the hot pot that is made and eaten now.

"It tastes great," Fuji recommended to Yukimura with a smile, "I highly recommend it."

Although Yukimura hesitated before, he had never eaten such a spicy food, but since he mentioned it before, he also wanted to try it, so he didn't say much when he saw it, but picked up the meat and put it in his mouth.

Feng He silently pushed the drink to Yukimura's hand, preparing for a bad one, and immediately rescued him.

Fuji also stopped what he was doing, he also knew that Yukimura didn't eat spicy food.

After a while, Yukimura ate the piece of meat, without the exaggerated expression Feng He imagined, and just said lightly, "It's really good, just a little spicy."

"Is this the so-called exerting mental power on the sense of taste to enhance adaptability?" Bu propped his head on his hands, talking nonsense in a serious manner.

"Is it still possible to do this?" Feng He also answered without any sense of disobedience, "Is it really worthy of being the Son of God?"

Yukimura was about to be annoyed by the words of the two friends, but he was not willing to be ridiculed, "I think what you have strengthened is the ability to talk nonsense."

Bu Er and Feng He looked at each other, Bu Er laughed, and Feng He's eyes were also full of smiles.

After this, the three of them completely relaxed, chatting and laughing while eating.

In fact, this hot pot meal, Feng He took into account that it was the first time for the two friends to eat it, it was not very spicy, and it was even milder than the last time Li Haida had dinner together, let alone just started eating, it would not It seems particularly exaggerated.

But this kind of food gets hotter the more you eat it, so he is also ready to learn about spicy drinks.

Therefore, after gradually getting used to it, Yukimura is not completely inedible.

Eating hot pot together is the most lively, and the three of them are used to playing together, the atmosphere becomes more and more lively while eating and talking.

Any troubles will disappear with such a meal.

This is the so-called nothing that can't be solved by a hot pot meal, if there is, then eat two meals.

During the meal break, Feng He went back to the kitchen and brought out the rest of the dishes.

Where the two friends couldn't see, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.It was a very subtle but also very gentle smile, just like the slight waves rippling from the lake in spring.

In fact, he understood that Yukimura and Fuji wanted to accompany him to this meal, although there were no gorgeous words or touching comfort.

But just this kind of company is enough.

Really, enough is enough.