This feeling is really too real.

Qi Sichen slowly put down the bun that had only bitten a few bites in his hand, and left the living room with an expression that Ouyang Yueyue couldn't figure it out.

"Hey, why don't you eat it anymore? You really eat bird food. This bun tastes good..." She said louder and louder.

However, although he advised him to take a few more bites, his hand unconsciously reached over: "If you don't eat, I'll eat it. Since I was a child, the teacher has taught us not to waste food."

However, the only response to her was the voices closing the door.

"Really, I can't appreciate the food at all. I have to help you eliminate them."

As she said that, she no longer had any worries and stuffed the remaining buns into her mouth in a few bites. Then, she reached out to the two that originally belonged to Qi Sichen.

The meal was so full that she heard the sound of her constant hiccups coming from the living room.

*

Qi Sichen returned to his bedroom and opened a folder from his computer. The date marked on this folder was from more than ten years ago.

He hid it in a deep position so that he would not keep opening it for more than ten years.

This is like burying one's own memory deep.

But today, through a bun, that dusty memory drove him to turn out this folder again, open it, and recall that beautiful and short childhood.

Those are photos full of childhood fun, three brothers and sisters, including fathers, mothers, grandpas, and grandmas...

He probably didn't feel that when he reminiscent of that memory, his cheeks had become wet.

After a brief hustle and bustle, this house became quieter again.

"What a boring guy." Ouyang Yueyue curled up on the sofa, holding the TV remote control in her hand, and changing the station aimlessly.

The TV series just now has been played. Although I still feel unsatisfied, I can’t do anything about it.

I wanted to continue watching through the Internet, but she knocked on his door several times and asked for the wifi password, but she did not get a response from the person inside.

She didn't want to waste her poor traffic because of this, which was something she would only be willing to use when she was the most boring.

At least there is still a TV here that can be watched.

*

I don't know how long it took, but she woke up from her confused sleep.

The TV in front of me was still on, but when I saw the watch, I was shocked. It was already eleven o'clock.

I don't know when I fell asleep.

After smacking my mouth a few times, the fragrance of the bun seemed to be still savoring between my lips and teeth.

I yawned, stretched, turned off the TV and prepared to go to bed.

Of course, the bedroom was still the same one as yesterday. Just as I was about to enter, I could vaguely hear the sound of talking coming from his room.

Haha, this guy is really good at pretending, and he looks serious with himself. He thought he is a wooden man who only knows how to work, but he didn't expect that he would change his appearance in the middle of the night.

Everyone will have curiosity, which is the driving force that drives human progress.

Of course, this is also the driving force that drives many girls’ gossip instincts.
Chapter completed!