Tang Dynasty detective

The next day.

Zhen Ziyu looked at Di Jinghong, frowned and said, "Don't you want to go down the mountain?"

Ask him and don't answer.

In the early morning, Zhen Ziyu almost tripped when he pushed the door open.The door was blocked and solid. He thought it was a big rock, rubbed his eyes and debated carefully, and it turned out to be Di Jinghong.

Zhen Ziyu woke up early, and got up every day at dawn. When did Di Jinghong come, he didn't hear a single sound. He thought to himself, Di Jinghong's kung fu has improved again.Came to block the door just after dawn. Does this mean that you have to say a word before going down the mountain?

Di Jinghong was sleeping soundly by the door, and he almost fell when Zhen Ziyu opened the door, got up in a daze, and walked into the house without saying a word.

Didn't come to say goodbye?

They entered the house without saying a word, so Yen Ziyu had no choice but to chase him in.He didn't answer the questions after chasing him in.

Di Jinghong entered the room boldly, ran to the head of the bed in a familiar way, slammed it on the bed, and even covered the quilt.After covering his head, he was worried about his sword, held the sword in his arms, and pressed it under the pillow after a while, and then put the quilt on again firmly.

What does it mean?Back to sleep?Don't worry about me when you go back to sleep?Afraid that I will kill someone with a sword?

Zhen Ziyu kicked his long legs that were hanging outside the bed, "I want to go back to sleep, what did the children who were being fed see you lying here, what did you say? Do you think that I have brought their supervisors into trouble?"

Di Jinghong didn't say a word, he didn't move a muscle.

Yen Ziyu continued to kick, "I'm talking to you, get up, go back to sleep."

Di Jinghong couldn't sleep because of his noise, turned over impatiently, and simply took his feet up, regardless of whether he took off his shoes or not.

"Hey~ your feet~" Yen Ziyu looked at him angrily, "get up, if you dirty the bedding, why don't you take it down the mountain to wash it?"

Di Jinghong muttered under the blanket, he didn't know if he fell asleep, or he answered Zhen Ziyu, which sounded like "um", anyway, he didn't listen too carefully, so he thought he agreed.

Yen Ziyu saw that he was asleep, so he didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and wanted to go out. The child who delivered the meal was always a little embarrassed to see him, so why don't he pick up the meal outside the door.

Yen Ziyu went out, just now he opened the door without looking carefully, there was a food box at the door, he bent down to pick it up, opened the lid and took a look, tofu porridge, probably bought in the town, Yen Ziyu's favorite food is that Home.

Yen Ziyu put the food box back on the ground, and sat on the threshold, looking at the food box in a daze with his chin resting on his shoulders. Just like this, he watched quietly until the sun dazzled his eyes.

Di Jinghong seemed to be dreaming, muttering, Yen Ziyu looked back, he was still awake.

Yen Ziyu sighed, bit his lip and competed with himself. After three months of sulking, a bowl of tofu porridge would forgive him. You deserved to be bullied by him.He opened the food box again, and stared at the bowl of tofu porridge in a daze again.

Di Jinghong slept soundly for a long time.

He hasn't had a solid sleep these days. He came here yesterday, and all the countermeasures he had thought up before coming were in vain, and he forgave Zhen Ziyu without principle.He resented himself for not being able to concentrate, so he went back and punished himself solidly all night, and practiced on the pillar at the door of the room all night.

The supervisor who watched the night didn't know what was going on. He passed by three or four times a night and saw him standing on the pillar, squatting on the pillar, sitting on the pillar, and even leaning on the pillar with one hand.

Di Jinghong had tossed hard enough with himself, let out the anger in his heart, and went to the back kitchen to cook porridge early in the morning.

The back kitchen had already left for work, and Di Jinghong explained that he got up early to practice, was hungry, and wanted porridge.The back kitchen had a relationship with Di Jinghong in the early years. At that time, Di Jinghong often went to the back kitchen to steal food, and was caught by the back kitchen and complained to the dean countless times.Finally, the supervisor said that he wanted to eat porridge, and the back kitchen hurriedly prepared porridge for him, so as to restore the shadow left by his early years.

Di Jinghong said that he wanted to make his own porridge.

The back kitchen was terrified, and the director of the courtyard held a grudge in his heart. They didn't dare to let Di Jinghong do it himself, and they didn't care about Di Jinghong, they rushed to help him make tofu porridge.

Di Jinghong was too lazy to argue with them, they did theirs, and Di Jinghong made his own. The kitchen had no choice but to give way to him. Made it look like that.

Di Jinghong has practiced.

When Yunlai came, he repeatedly tried and pondered, and now he can make the taste of the town under the mountain, at least he feels that eight|nine are inseparable.

After the porridge was cooked, Di Jinghong arrived at Wangxiang before dawn.

He knew that Yen Ziyu got up early, and he should eat hot porridge to feel comfortable.

Now that he had already made such a spineless concession, he didn't care about giving in one step or two more. Di Jinghong felt that it was just a bowl of porridge, a man and a man, and he didn't care about trivial matters.

Yen Ziyu had visibly lost weight, his cheekbones were sore, Di Jinghong pinched his cheek yesterday, it must have hurt, so thin, how could it not hurt?

Feed a little fatter, will it stop the pain?

Di Jinghong didn't want to admit it, but he just couldn't help feeling distressed. He didn't know how many times he cried during the practice last night.

"Not delicious?" Di Jinghong woke up, it was almost noon, Yen Ziyu was still sitting at the door staring at the bowl of porridge in a daze, with his thin chin resting on his knees, his thinness made people tremble.

Yen Ziyu leaned against the door frame and looked up at Di Jinghong. From this angle, he looked taller, like a wall, blocking the basking sun.

Zhen Ziyu shook his head and said, "There's only one bowl, I don't want to eat it."

Di Jinghong: "..." I thought he would say that it tastes different from the one in the town.

Zhen Ziyu said: "I also have something delicious, do you want to try it?"

Di Jinghong expressed doubts, "What delicious food can you have?" Didn't it mean that there is only corn bread to eat?

Zhen Ziyu got up, his feet were numb and his head was dizzy, he staggered and leaned on Di Jinghong, Di Jinghong hugged him, it was the most normal contact, at this moment the two It was a little embarrassing.

Yen Ziyu hurriedly apologized, "Sorry, I ran into you."

Di Jinghong didn't let go of his hand.

Yen Ziyu said, "I'll get it right away."

Di Jinghong still didn't let go, instead he took advantage of the situation and tightened his grip, hooking him into his arms, bowing his head and kissing him.

Yen Ziyu let him go, just like before.

It seems that the two have never been separated, and they have never had an awkward fight. They were still fighting together yesterday, discussing the case and analyzing clues together.

Di Jinghong kissed him and couldn't bear to let go, a long kiss, followed by a long hug.He seemed to want to rub someone into his body. Zhen Ziyu's body had no flesh in the first place, but now he was so thin that only bones remained.

"Zi Yu."

After Di Jinghong came back, he called his name for the second time.

Zhen Ziyu didn't answer, but just rubbed against his arms.

Di Jinghong suddenly wanted to apologize, but he didn't say the apology, he just held him tightly in his arms again.Even if he really did something wrong, whether you beat him, scold him, punish him, or neglect him, why don't you come by yourself?You came by yourself, you can stop the beating and scolding hard, you can take care of it, and you know it well.You dare not come by yourself, avoiding him like a coward, what kind of hero are you?

Di Jinghong hugged the man and didn't speak for a long time.

Zhen Ziyu finally lost his leg numbness, and his arm was numb again, "My arm is going to break." Zhen Ziyu reminded someone in a low voice that his hand was very strong, and Zhen Ziyu couldn't help him to hold it like this. with.

Di Jinghong finally let go.

Zhen Ziyu said: "Wait a minute, I really have delicious food, let's clear the porridge with side dishes."

After a while, the side dishes were served.

Di Jinghong frowned and stared at the table, wishing he could split the table in half.

Yen Ziyu's so-called side dish turned out to be a dried snake. He peeled the finger-thick striped snake and cut it into small pieces. After drying it, it seemed that it had been smoked with charcoal fire. Serve as a garnish on the side of the plate.

When he was so hungry, did he use snake meat to satisfy his hunger?

But he is obviously most afraid of snakes.

Di Jinghong's little heart twitched again, and finally a tight string broke.

lost.

He felt utterly wrong.

Opposite is the person I like, and I want to treat him well, how can I torture and humiliate him like this?Di Jinghong questioned himself and felt that he had gone too far.

Zhen Ziyu stared into Di Jinghong's eyes and saw the flash of distress in his eyes.

Then that little trace of distress gathered and turbulent, like rivers and seas.

The treachery succeeded.

Ever since he saw the patterned snake, he had thought of this moment. He deliberately wanted to keep the dried snake for Di Jinghong to see, and he deliberately wanted to make him regret it, make him feel distressed, and make him feel sorry.

Let you bully others, now you know how much you have gone too far?

Zhen Ziyu put away the little pride in his heart, and introduced the snake meat production process to Di Jinghong in a serious manner, "I was taking a rest that day, and suddenly heard a noise at the bedside, I thought it was the wind blowing, after a while I felt something was wrong, how cold it was, I slept hazily, my eyes didn’t open, I reached out and touched the top of my head, the thing moved, but it didn’t run away. I didn’t realize it was a snake at the time, I just felt cold It was so strange, I opened my eyes and looked at the top of my head, ah..."

Yen Ziyu screamed.

Di Jinghong was so frightened that he quickly held his hand.

Yen Ziyu's hands were shaking violently.

Di Jinghong changed his position and sat beside him, leaned over to hug him, and put his head into his arms.

Only then did Zhen Ziyu continue, "I saw it was a big snake. It was much thicker than it is now before it dries up. That beast is not afraid of me, and even spit out its core and stared at me." Zhen Ziyu His hand suddenly softened, and his breathing became short of breath, "I was really frightened at the time, and I didn't know what to do with it. I saw that it didn't seem to be a poisonous snake, so I wanted to get out of bed and run, but as soon as I ran, it blew away. Start chasing."

Di Jinghong asked him nervously, "What happened afterwards? How dare you catch a snake?"

Zhen Ziyu said: "I don't know how to catch it. It chased me, and I beat it like crazy. When I calmed down, it was out of breath. I didn't dare to throw it, so I kicked it into the corner. Thinking about it made me a snake. Then I just stayed."

After Zhen Ziyu finished speaking, Di Jinghong's guilt deepened. He felt that he had already reached the bottom layer by layer, until he reached hell.

In fact, the real process is that Yen Ziyu saw a snake at the door, he was really scared, but he decisively reached out and grabbed the snake by seven inches, gritted his teeth, and finished the animal with one move.

At that time, Yen Ziyu regarded this beast as Di Jinghong. He gritted his teeth and thought that it was Di Jinghong who was clutching tightly in his hands. Well, just waiting for someone to come back and serve it to break his heart.

I didn't bring it out yesterday because Yen Ziyu felt that it wasn't time yet.

The time has come today.

Yen Ziyu took a sip of that bowl of porridge, it was not from the town.

Di Jinghong cooked a bowl of porridge with his own hands, and Zhen Ziyu had to return him a big gift.

Looking into Di Jinghong's eyes, Zhen Ziyu was sure that he had won.

Those who win feel much better.

Di Jinghong called again, "Zi Yu."

Yen Ziyu rolled his eyes, one day, I want you to say sorry to me personally, and beg me to forgive you.Then see how I deal with you.

Big fool.