Nothing but good looking

Obviously such a big piece of paper, just write these few lines, and even add the signature, it can't fill half of the paper.

Wang Lang's tears fell down. It turned out that he was just missing a sentence of sorry. He suffered so much and tortured himself. He just wanted them to go on together honestly.

It took him a long time to cry, and the pain he could recall didn't lessen, but his heart seemed to relax a little.The letter is so short, but it can be read in a flash, but Wang Lang read it for a long time.

The paper was wet with tears, but it was placed again.

Wang Lang was sitting on the back chair by the window, lying lazily, the sunlight outside the window came in through the screen window, and there were some light spots on his fingers.

The desk by the window is full of Wang Min's books.

The medicine for lunch was brought up again, exuding a bitter smell, and the smell got into Wang Lang's nose, but he just turned his head and pretended not to see it.

"Your Highness, this medicine should be taken before lunch." The palace man said softly.

Wang Lang stretched out his jade-like fingers, and quickly drank the medicine in one gulp. The tip of his tongue seemed to be paralyzed by the bitter taste, and it took him a while to recover.

"Your Highness, this is a newly made candied fruit."

The candied fruit made from peaches is a transparent orange color and tastes sweet and delicious. Wang Lang ate several of them before stopping.

After washing his hands, Wang Lang remembered the glutinous rice cakes he ate yesterday, why not try making them once and let Wang Min and Wang Lin taste them too.It's not a fancy food, but it's delicious.

Wang Lang went to the small kitchen.

Cook a large pot of glutinous rice first. After the glutinous rice is cooked, you should beat the glutinous rice repeatedly, but after steaming, the glutinous rice emits a unique fragrance.

Just when Wang Lin came back from studying, Wang Lang gave him a small bowl. He couldn't digest the glutinous rice after eating too much. Then he added some sugar and asked Wang Lin to start eating while the glutinous rice was still hot.

Wang Lang didn't bother to beat the glutinous rice anymore, so he sautéed the scallions, carrots and sausages cut into small pieces with oil. After frying until fragrant, he put the hot glutinous rice in, added a little salt and sauce and began to stir. After stirring evenly, the original white The sticky rice has an oil-stained sheen.

Let it cool down a bit, then form into round shapes and start frying.

Obviously preparing to make glutinous rice cakes, Wang Lang turned the round glutinous rice cakes over.

But it's all glutinous rice, so it doesn't matter.

Wang Lang put a fried glutinous rice cake into Wang Lin's small bowl, "Come on, try it, be careful that it's hot."

Wang Lin took a bite, and then took another bite.

Wang Lang laughed, the unique smell of fried food came out of the pot, and the firewood crackled occasionally.

That night, Wang Lang and Wang Lin couldn't eat anything, and the warm pavilion in Zhaoming Hall was as warm as spring. Wang Lin leaned on Wang Lang and listened to his storytelling.

Wang Lang also told stories indiscriminately, and the stories in Buddhist scriptures were not easy to tell, so he told all kinds of strange stories.There was a man who was afraid of snakes, so he couldn't even hear the word snake. Over time, he couldn't hear any words related to snakes. After a while, he couldn't even hear words related to snakes, because it reminded him of snakes.

His tone was slow and his expression was calm. Although the story was weird, Wang Lin fell asleep after all.

Wang Min was eating chicken noodle soup. After two mouthfuls, Wang Lang leaned over and said, "Give me a taste."

Wang Min picked out a chopstick and fed it to Wang Lang. After tasting the taste carefully, Wang Lang said, "It's not as delicious as what I made."

Wang Min took a sip of water, "I haven't eaten what you made yet." So it's impossible to compare.

Wang Lang said: "Then I'll make it for you next time." In a very calm tone.

Tonight, the cold moon hangs high, and a cold wind blows, blowing the branches outside the hall, making it rustling.

But inside the hall was warm and peaceful.

After Wang Min finished eating the noodles, the palace servants tidied up and left.Wang Lang put Wang Lin on the bed, with his face turned away from the light, and Wang Min was watching them from the side.

"Although I'm stupid, please tell me something." Wang Lang didn't look back.

Wang Min's voice came, "You have never been stupid. I didn't tell you because I was afraid. If the person you are obsessed with is not me, then you will easily abandon me."

"How could I abandon you?!" Wang Lang turned around and looked directly at him, "I'm so...so in love with you."

Wang Min stood up, leaned over and touched Wang Lang's cheek softly and warmly, "Then I don't want anything to happen that you no longer love me."

It tastes like chicken noodle soup.

Wang Lang actually thought of this, Wang Min saw Wang Lang's absence, and bit his lip.

Wang Lang laughed, leaned on Wang Lang, and suddenly asked, "Can I have a cold drink when the weather gets hotter?"

Wang Min looked serious, "It depends on the situation, but Ah Lin can try a little."

Wang Lang laughed loudly, "Then can I eat cold scallions?"

"Not before kissing me." This sentence is a straightforward answer.

Wang Min doesn't like the taste of scallions, but Wang Lang likes it very much, it's sweet and sour.

When the weather got hotter, Wang Lang thought in a daze, Wang Min kissed his forehead, hugged him on the bed, and then covered him with the quilt.

Tomorrow will come soon, and now Wang Min is looking at Wang Lang and Wang Lin who are asleep.

There is still a strong wind outside the window, making a whirring sound.

And the thin spring grass has long grown on the ground. Although it is thin, it looks full of vitality in the cold wind.

The year is over and the new year is coming.