There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

In the room behind Nianbing, the rich and pure aroma of barbecue came bursts, and Song Shiyue lowered her head and took two deep breaths secretly, heartbeat, but still remembered the "serious things" to do right now.

"There is something blocking the door of my room. I don't know if it's inconvenient. Walk from here?" Song Shiyue pointed behind Yu Nianbing.

Is that the pile of clutter that blocks the door so that you can’t even see the door frame...

Yu Nianbing nodded, and walked away.

Song Shiyue repeatedly thanked him, only to enter the door, but hesitated, and looked at Yu Nianbing's feet.

Well, off-white bunny slippers.

Still so cute.

Yu Nianbing followed Song Shiyue's gaze, her feet retracted two steps unconsciously.

"Aunt Wang bought these slippers..." Yu Nianbing said, feeling a little upset in his heart.How can I say so many today?

"Very cute." Song Shiyue praised sincerely.

"..." Yu Nianbing wanted to explain that this was Aunt Wang's aesthetic, not that she liked something so naive and cute.Only this time, when the words came to my lips, I finally swallowed it back in time.

Song Shiyue waited for a while, only to see the person in front of her, her lips tightly pressed, she was a bit cold, but now she added a bit of distance.

"Then... Am I going to change my shoes?" Song Shiyue didn't care about the sense of distance that Nianbing suddenly opened. She even collapsed the other side's wall, so she was afraid of the sense of distance.

So, I didn't look at my slippers because I thought it was cute.

"Wait a minute." Yu Nianbing glanced at Song Shiyue lightly, then turned and entered the room.

But after turning his head, he brought...four shower caps.

When Wang Mancang was obstructing his body shape and looking for a support point to put on his feet, Song Shiyue, who was stepping on two shower caps, quickly entered Yu Nianbing's house.

This Xingzhuyuan house has two households on the first floor, and the structure inside the house is similar. Song Shiyue quickly found the house on Yu Nianbing's side that was opened by herself.

Different from the aroma of grilled meat when passing by the restaurant, there is a touch of melon and fruit in this bedroom.

Song Shiyue followed the fragrance and saw that a spoon was inserted on a watermelon after a few bites on the bedside table.

Speaking of it, before, I seemed to have tasted the taste of watermelon?

Is it the illusion of association when you smell the smell in the thick smoke that is about to make you lose your sense of smell?

However, Gu Xiang took a little bit of God, and the sound of the little slippers behind him approached.

"That won't work." Yu Nianbing's voice sounded behind him.

Song Shiyue recklessly stepped in for the master first, just to push the table back the first time, but was caught up after a delay.

I was upset right now, just listening to Nianbing's sentence, Song Shiyue couldn't help but stunned, "What?"

"I've eaten this, no." Yu Nianbing sighed lightly, and said again, "There is still half a melon in the refrigerator. I will take it out for you later."

Wait, Song Shiyue suddenly realized that she was in Nianbing's image. Isn't something wrong?

"That, I just look at it." Song Shiyue tried to explain, "It was just before, when I passed out, it seemed to taste the taste of watermelon. At this time, when I remembered, I looked at it more, not wanting to eat it."

Watermelon...

taste……

Yu Nianbing's ears were a little hot, facing Song Shiyue who was sincerely looking at her, she suddenly regretted bringing up the topic of watermelon.

At this moment, the sound of heavy footsteps, from far to near.

Song Shiyue felt a little in her heart, and it didn't matter if she had missed one who had already seen the scene. The rest will always be in time.

Before Yu Nianbing could say more, Song Shiyue walked quickly to the collapsed wall.

Without the person in front of him, Yu Nianbing felt much better, and the warmth behind his ears gradually faded.

When he was in the ward before, Yu Nianbing had thought about it. If Song Shiyue remembered and brought up that incident, what should he say.

But now it is clear that Song Shiyue does not remember, or rather, treats it as not remembering.

Yu Nianbing breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but wonder whether his various things today are related to the contact that is only about life and not emotional.

However, soon she had no time to think deeply.

A few steps away, Song Shiyue picked up the long table that Yu Nianbing couldn't lift a bit, stepped on the broken wall, and steadily sent it back to the next door.

If Yu Nianbing had only guessed before, then now that he saw Song Shiyue effortlessly lift the table and move around freely, and also arbitrarily adjust the position, the thoughts in her heart were confirmed by the facts.

"How's it going?" But Wang Mancang, who was too tired after bending over two shoe covers, rubbed his fat belly and arrived.

Song Shiyue glanced at Yu Nianbing from the bedroom over there through the collapsed wall.

Yu Nianbing glanced at Wang Mancang, but did not speak.

"I said you can block the door." Wang Mancang didn't pay attention to Nianbing's silence, but when he saw the situation in the bedroom over there, the fire rushed upward.

Song Shiyue worked silently, and the number of times of backing the pot today automatically increases by one.

There are many things blocking the door of the room. Every time Song Shiyue moves, she can feel how strong her desire to die is.

Obviously...

Hold on again, there will be a turnaround.

Song Shiyue glanced at Wang Mancang, who was very swift with his black face and hands over the window, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Let's see what I am doing, move it quickly." Wang Mancang also removed the same item from his hand, feeling the heaviness of his contemplation, and he was still annoyed when he spoke.

alright……

Song Shiyue lowered her head and continued to clean up the debris.

In fact, she had been able to push the things piled up at the door together before through the door.

It's just that the strength shown here is too different from ordinary people, and secondly, there is no chance to avoid Wang Mancang to return the table to Nianbing.

It seems that the effect is still there.

Although Wang Mancang was angry now, he did not suspect that the wall was smashed.

As for Yu Nianbing...

Song Shiyue looked back at the collapsed wall.

I saw in the bedroom opposite, Yu Nianbing spooned a sip of watermelon into his mouth.

With eyes facing each other, Yu Nianbing put the spoon back on the watermelon heavily, turned and left the bedroom.

Song Shiyue lowered her head silently... She secretly sighed if she had eaten a few of her leftover dumplings, she thought she would be worried about all her unfinished food, so she was so angry?

It shouldn’t be...this is not the end of the world where supplies are scarce...

Shouldn't disputes arise over some foods, especially foods that cannot be eaten?

To be honest, in the memory of the original owner, whether it is the evaluation in the circle or the original owner's personal experience, Yu Nianbing seems to be a relatively indifferent person who can keep a distance from others.But from Song Shiyue’s point of view of the series of things she encountered, although Yu Nianbing was not concerned about everything and was not very enthusiastic, as a stranger, or someone who was used by the original owner, she It's really good.

If possible, Song Shiyue feels that even if they can't be friends because of those predecessors or the embarrassment, they can at least be a friendly nodding acquaintance in the future.

But it seems that this wish has been messed up by the gluttony that he hadn't controlled before?

Hey……

She hadn't eaten anything serious in seven years. Song Shiyue felt that if she was asked to go back a few hours ago, between the cold Xiaolongbao and Yu Nianbing, she would still choose the former.

Just as Song Shiyue was thinking about it, while his hands and feet kept clearing up the clutter, the sound of slippers came close.

"Ice, eat slowly." Yu Nianbing put a large glass bowl on the cabinet next to Song Shiyue. Inside was half a watermelon with a spoon in it.

Red, whole, half a melon.

Yu Nianbing put down the melon and left without waiting for Song Shiyue to speak.

Song Shiyue looked in front of her, it was red, intact, and half a melon, and suddenly felt that maybe now let her go back a few hours ago, she might...before the cold Xiaolongbao and Yu Nianbing... …

Hesitate for a while.

then.

Of course, I still choose the former.

The author has something to say:

Yu Nianbing: Song Shiyue, please take a look at my Xingwang account balance.

Song Shiyue: 0. 0~

Yu Nianbing: So you didn't learn mathematics well in elementary school, so did you choose the latter among me and six xiaolongbao?

Song Shiyue: ...T_T