"Xiao Yin, are you done washing? You can eat now." Qin Xiangyang called softly. Only then did Gu Yin realize that he had really just washed his hands and not even combed his hair.
The bedroom door is open, and the food Qin Xiangyang cooks is always so appetizing...
And the fragrance was already wafting over her when she was about to comb her hair.
Taking a deep breath, Gu Yin smelled the aroma and didn't bother to clean his hair. He said a few times and ran out, "I'm done washing up. I'm so hungry. I want to eat."
Gu Yin sat anxiously on the chair, like a little animal waiting to be fed.
"I'm so greedy." Xiangyang placed a portion of porridge in front of Gu Yin and said with a smile, "My stomach is still weak in the morning, how about some porridge?"
"Okay, okay, I'm a good person, I can eat whatever I want." Gu Yin commented happily on himself, picked up the bowl and took a sip of the porridge.
The porridge was fragrant and soft, and it looked like it had been cooked for a long time. Gu Yin licked the corners of his lips and said flatteringly, "Xiang Yang, the porridge you cook is so delicious."
"Just like it." Qin Xiangyang picked up a piece of beef brisket and put it on the small plate in front of Gu Yin's bowl, "Try it, first press it with a pressure cooker, and then stew it in a clay pot for half an hour. It should taste very soft.
"
"Yeah," Gu Yin's appetite was fully stimulated by this meal early in the morning. He was so greedy that he couldn't remember anything until he ate a piece of meat. "Xiang Yang, why don't you ask me what I'm doing today?"
Have you gone?"
Qin Xiangyang looked at Gu Yin, chuckled, and then asked, "Then, what are you doing today?"
"Ha...hahaha..." Gu Yin scratched his head, suddenly wanting to slap himself a few times.
You were eating normally when you suddenly said this. Are you okay now? You fell down when asked. After swallowing, Gu Yin stood up and picked up the leather book placed on the coffee table, "Hey, I'll go
Take this."
The black leather book was stuffed into Qin Xiangyang's arms. Gu Yin sat back on the chair, took a big bite of meat, and said with some slurred speech, "This book looks pretty good, doesn't it?"
It was useless anyway, so using it as the main reason to shirk the matter had some effect. Gu Yin chewed the beef brisket in his mouth and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, and then heard Qin Xiangyang say
, "This photo album... is quite fun."
These words successfully made Gu Yin choke on the meat he was supposed to swallow!
Photo album? That book is not a book but a photo album?
"Ahem! Ahem!" Gu Yin quickly swallowed a few mouthfuls, swallowed the piece of meat awkwardly, and asked with a look of embarrassment, "Is it... fun?"
"It's quite fun," Qin Xiangyang put down his chopsticks and looked at it seriously, with a few hearty laughs from time to time, "Xiao Yin, I didn't expect... you were so cute when you were a child." Qin Xiangyang was still laughing, but what he said was,
But Gu Yin stood up excitedly.
"Let me see, let me see."
Huh? Qin Xiangyang looked at Gu Yin slightly strangely, put the photo album in Gu Yin's hand, and said with a smile, "Didn't you see it before?"
Gu Yin flipped through it quickly, and all the photos flashed under her eyes one by one, familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.
There are countless photos of Uncle Hero and her in the album...
She had no impression of some of the photos. Looking at the photos that were fixed in a certain time period, the... characters... actions... expressions... everything made Gu Yin suddenly feel like a dream. A sweet dream with infinite sweetness.
The breath wraps you up.
Until morning comes, the sun shines down, you open your eyes with trembling eyelashes, the dreamy and sweet atmosphere in the back of your mind is dispersed by the freshness of the morning, and becomes ethereal... as if there is nothing, like a light and misty smoke,
So soft and fine that it can be broken by the wind at any time.
These photos are like a shackles, gathering the misty smoke again and stuffing it into the depths of Xiu Yin's mind, allowing her to vividly remember the long-forgotten beauty.