Death Progress Bar

In the car, Li Jiuyi said something that made Shi Jinjin feel very familiar: "This is the car I borrowed from my second brother."

Time to enter: "... um." Do you know that he has so many cars?

Nothing goes all the way, the car is quiet.

After a quarter of an hour, the car stopped in a neighborhood affiliated to a medical school in the south of the university town. When asked, "Is it not going to eat?"

"Well, go to my house to eat, I will give you a longevity noodles." Li Jiuyi replied, first got off the bus, after getting around the car, magically made two bags of ingredients from the trunk.

When I entered, I got off the bus and came over. I saw the situation for a while and asked dryly: "You still cook?"

"It will be a little." Li Jiuyi answered seriously and was serious and a bit stiff.

When I was silent, I pretended not to know that the cooking idiot in the original memory was Li Jiuyi, and took a shopping bag in his hand.

"I can..." Li Jiuyan reached out and tried to get the bag back.

When he entered his hand, he said, "You have things in your hands, how can you open the door? Let's go, if you want to cook for yourself, the time for lunch break is not enough. Let's hurry."

Li Jiuyi took back his hand and looked at the natural gentle posture when he said these words. He suddenly smiled and squinted when he stuck it.

When the hair was erected, he barely pressed down the urge to retreat and asked, "What happened?"

"You are very considerate in Xiaojin." Li Jiuyan praised, Shantou hit a bit on his shoulder, and then did not give him the opportunity to push himself, immediately left his foot and walked away, walked toward the front of the residential building, greeted "Come on, our home is at the top, the scenery is very good."

How did it become our home again?

Shijin couldn’t keep up with Li Jiu’s thoughts and emotional changes, moved his shoulders and slammed up.

The hospital affiliated area is small, only two buildings, probably the residents are going to work, so the neighborhood looks a bit deserted. Li Jiuyi took the time to go all the way, after pressing the elevator, he directly pressed the top floor, and then went straight while staring through the elevator door.

Time can't really pretend, ask: "What's wrong?"

Li Jiuyi smiled and said: "I just think Xiaojin looks good."

Time to admit defeat in the heart, politely trade each other: "I think the five brothers look better."

"Is it." Li Jiuyi touched his face and said seriously, "But I really don't like my looks."

When I remembered the words that Li Jiuyi said at the front of his mother's grave, he looked at the eyes that Li Jiuyi had obviously sinking when he said these words. He frowned slightly and reached out and hit his head. He said, "You don't like it. I like it to be my business, and you can't control the aesthetics of everyone."

Li Jiuyi has never been beaten so much. After a few seconds, he raised his hand and held his head in a silly manner.

"Five brothers, the elevator is here." Shijin pointed to the elevator door that was gradually opened.

Li Jiuyi returned to God, a little stupidly stepped out of the elevator, and made a gesture of asking for the time. The soul traveled outside and said: "Please, please, our home is room 3602, don't remember wrong..."

When I entered the elevator, I found the door of 3602. I walked over and stopped at the door and looked at Li Jiuyi.

Li Jiuyi still stopped at the elevator and looked at him, his expression was still embarrassing, and he could not digest the appearance of the picture at this time. The elevator door closed and made a soft whistle. He was shocked back to God. The empty eyes suddenly recovered a little bit, and he laughed without a word. When he walked, he walked into the side and said, "Small, Xiaojin, we are going home, I will give you a longevity noodle."

When he looked at him with some trembling hands and a slightly reddened ear, he sighed in his heart and reached for the key that he could not insert into the keyhole to help him open the door.

The door was opened, and the heater rushed out along the door. At the same time, it was exposed, and there was a porch and living room decorated very warmly and comfortably behind the door.

This time, I changed my time. In the memory of the original Lord, Li Jiuyi is a very indifferent living environment. He lived freely and was very fond of cool colors, instinctively rejecting warmth. His decoration in Rongcheng is so depressed that the tones are all black and white, and the icy office is like the coffin's dean's office. It is one of the last fearful nightmare of the original life.

But the house in front of us has a warm and comfortable taste everywhere, from light gray short-haired carpets to soft and spacious fabric sofas, from cartoon-style door mats to wood-toned furniture, from sunflowers hanging on the wall. The abstract painting of the beige curtains is really impossible to find a little cold color, all of them are warm, even the corners of the furniture are polished round shapes, and a little sharp things can not be found.

This is not like the house where Li Jiuyi will live. No one will decorate the house like this.

However, it is not annoying to decorate this style. To be exact, he likes the sofa that is well laid out at first sight.

At the time of looking into the house, Li Jiuyi also looked at him.

The expression of time is too good to understand, the surprise on the face and the slightest in the eyes can be seen at a glance. Li Jiuyi looks at his newly changed sofa along his line of sight, the tight nerves slowly relax, and the lips are exposed. A smile, first stepping on the door, bending over and taking a pair of plush slippers from the shoe cabinet and putting it in front of him, said: "Come in, cold outside."

When I went back to God, I found that I had just stared at the sofa and seemed to be too explicit. I coughed and slammed the door, took the door with my backhand, and handed the key to Li Jiuyi.

"This key is for you." Li Jiuyi did not pick up the key, but took the shopping bag in his hand and smiled. "I am going to give you some drinks. You will sit in the living room first." "When you finish your head, you can take off your shoes, put on another pair of plush slippers that are in the same time, and carry things to the kitchen."

When he entered, he left and looked at the key in his hand. The frown was hesitating for a while, or he put the key into his pocket.

I always feel that this key is not taken, he will definitely hear some kind of glass broken sound...

After changing the shoes, he stepped into the living room, first turned curiously inside, and then sat on the sofa, felt the softness of the sofa, satisfactorily took off the scarf, took off the coat, and picked up the coffee table. For example, before anyone who has not read the magazine that is still on the top, he flipped it over.

A lot of foreign language and human body structure diagrams that people can't understand appear in front of their eyes. When they enter the book, they have a stiff hand. With some kind of scum, they accidentally break into the awe of the world, and silently put the magazine back. .

Still playing the phone to pass the time.

He looked down and touched the phone in his pocket.

"Small, do you drink juice or drink milk?" Li Jiuyi took a probe from the kitchen and held an apron in his hand, which seemed to be ready to put on.

Li Jiuyi, apron... When he entered the brain, Li Jiuyi was wearing a white coat and holding a scalpel. He stood silently in the darkness. He shook his heart and put his hand down and stood up. He said, "The juice is good, I am Come on yourself." You don't have to worry about being drugged in the juice. No wonder that he is too nervous. It is Li Jiuzhen's terrible doctor who left the psychological shadow of the original owner too heavy, making him subconsciously a little afraid. This fifth brother.

Li Jiuyi seemed to understand the deep meaning of his sentence in an instant. The smile on his face suddenly turned down and the voice went down. He said, "Come on, the juice is in the refrigerator."

Time to enter: "..." Broken and broken.

......

The brothers stood side by side in the kitchen, one holding a cup of juice, one standing on the side of the table and a dough.

When Shi Jinguang swept to Li Jiuyi’s action, he smashed the dough and asked for a storm of surprise. “Do you actually cook?”

Li Jiuyi looked at him sideways, his lips tightened and he continued to knead the dough.

This reaction...

"Is it angry?"

"No, I will not be angry with you." Li Jiuyi replied.

Deceive the ghost, this is obviously sulking.

The current Li Jiuyi and the original owner and Li Jiuyi in his memory are not the same. The temperament expressed is not the horrible horror in the last memory of the original Lord, nor the love story in the original memory of the original Lord. It is not close to him, not even in his memory. Crazy pain and killing are full of heart, but active and love to laugh, sensitive and understandable, completely ordinary people look like. Against such a Li Jiuyi, he is inexplicably cold and not swearing.

When I entered the mouth, I changed my name and said, "This is a good wake up in advance. Have you got up early to prepare for lunch at noon?"

The movement of Li Jiu’s face was awkward, and suddenly he opened the gas stove sideways and said to the side of the small pot: “I didn’t get up very early.”

It seems that it is very early to get up.

"What is this pot?" The time went ahead and ignored his awkwardness to continue asking.

Li Jiuqi tightened the hand of the pot and replied: "Chicken soup, used for cooking noodles... This soup is cooked by myself, not bought."

I also know how to cook the noodles with chicken soup. When I really admire it, "You are really amazing." Even the chicken soup will be really powerful. The cooking idiot in the original memory can not even cook the noodles.

Li Jiuyi did not answer, but Shijin noticed that his back was slightly straighter, and he was very happy after being boasted.

Is this person really the head of a hospital, a talented young doctor? I feel like a young and young student.

There is a subtle splitting sensation in time, the ghostly cold and terrible five brothers in memory, and the clumsy and clumsy five brothers around me, just like two people. It’s incredible. Can a person really go to this point?

"I have a hot pot at noon." Li Jiuyan suddenly opened his mouth and kneaded the dough. The sound was a little small. "The time is too short. I only learned to make longevity noodles, so I will eat hot pot at lunch... Next time, I will do real next time. The big meal is for you."

When I entered, I looked back and looked at the shopping bags on the table. I saw that there were some ingredients commonly used in hot pots. The subtle splitting in my heart suddenly dissipated some things - it seems that Li Jiuyi still That Li Jiu, it is really difficult for him to cook.

However, such a cooking idiot, actually learned to cook chicken soup and knead dough, clearly longevity noodles such things, just take the noodles with boiling water, the next pot meaning can be, and why should this be the point. What is the meaning of the time is too short, is Li Jiuyi learning to make longevity noodles recently?

Reason tells Jin Jin, he should not have a soft feeling towards Li Jiuzhen, the murderer of the murderous attempt, but... He took a look at Li Jiuyi’s apron in a warm light and sighed in his heart.

Compared to the tired and cold, crazy and painful Li Jiuyu who saw it in memory and in the past, he really liked the clumsy guy who was trying to touch the warmth a little.

"Which cabinet is the plate in?" He finished the juice and rolled up his shirt sleeves.

Li Jiuyi took the opportunity to refer to the cupboard at the top of his head and said, "Here, what do you want to do on the plate?"

"Of course, it is to process the ingredients, so many things, you can't finish it alone, I can't take a long lunch break." When answering, he reached out and took the dishes out of the cupboard, turned to the table and began to take it out of the shopping bag. thing.

Li Jiuyi turned to look at him. After a while, he reached out and stopped. He said, "No, you have a birthday today, just responsible for eating."

When I stepped into his hand and gestured to the dough over there, he said, "Five brothers, I am hungry for up to half an hour. I want to see your noodles out."

Li Jiuyi and his eyes, the emotion between the eyebrows fell a little, the lips tightened, suddenly reached out and hugged him, said: "Small, sorry, I will take you out to eat, let us go out to eat."

"What do you say stupid?" Shijin pushed him away and bowed his head to continue to sort out the ingredients. "These are wasted without eating. You can do more with noodles and go to the hot pot for a staple food."

Li Jiuyi looked at his hand that had been pushed open. He reached out and tried to touch it again. He hesitated a moment and slowly retracted his hand. He whispered.

......

After half an hour of tossing, the two talents put all the food on the table. The bottom of the hot pot soup was bought and bought from a famous hot pot chain store. There are three flavors. When you see Li Jiuyi, there are a lot of pots here, and all of them are cooked.

The ingredients are full of a table and look a bit satisfying.

"You can start eating, you sit first, I will give you the end face." Li Jiuyi took off the apron and gestured to sit down.

When the time came in, he took a chair and sat down. When Li Jiuyi went to the kitchen, he picked up some uncooked ingredients and began to put it in the pot that boiled the soup.

Rubbing, suddenly a photo sounded. When you put in the action of the ingredients, look back in the direction of the kitchen. Li Jiuyi was watched by him, and he was busy putting his mobile phone back into his pocket and entering the kitchen if nothing happened.

When the face was speechless, he took back his sight. What's wrong, one or two likes to sneak shots.

On the longevity noodle table, in the large soup bowl, there is only a chopsticks of noodles. The noodles were pulled a little badly, and the thickness was not uniform. When I looked at Li Jiuqiu, I picked up the chopsticks and put the chopsticks into the noodle bowl under the nervous gaze of the other side. I pulled it and found the head of the noodle and sandwiched it.

"Be careful, don't break, it's unlucky." Li Jiuyi couldn't help but squat, leaning forward, and wanted to help him hold the noodles.

Time is a bit like laughing, but I can't laugh.

Why is it so warm, but he feels a little crying.

This is definitely the emotion of the original owner. He licked himself on the other hand, and used his pain to call back his senses. He lowered his head and fed the noodles into his mouth. He took a sip of exaggeration and ate this not too long noodle. .

Rubbing.

He looked up and was facing the mobile phone camera of Li Jiuyi. He immediately turned his eyes to the camera without hesitation and said, "This is not enough to eat at all."

Li Jiuyi looked at the screen of the mobile phone and looked at him again. He smiled brilliantly and got up and said: "The president of Xiaojin is a hundred years old. There are noodles, you wait, I will come out."

A bowl of noodles with sautéed pork and pickles, and a very good amount of noodles were brought out by Li Jiuyi, replacing the longevity noodles when they were placed.

"Eat, don't eat too much, there is no hot pot to eat." Li Jiuyi.

When I entered the place, I was holding the chopsticks, and I ate my head and eaten it happily. I still remember to use the spoon to fish the ingredients cooked in the hot pot.

Li Jiuyi smiled at him and looked happy.

Really understandable person.

When I went in and thought about it, I swallowed the noodles and raised my hand and rubbed my nose.

No, it’s really a bad person.

This person shows so much, which one is true?

After dinner, Li Jiuyi sent the time back to the school. The car stopped at the school gate. When I thanked Jia, I opened the door and got ready to get off. Li Jiuyan suddenly opened his mouth again.

"I am sorry."

Time to live, look back at him.

"There is still a happy birthday." Li Jiuyi greeted his sight. After a moment of emptyness, his face showed the kind of gentle relative smile that appeared most often today. "Xiao Jin, I am very happy today, thank you for accompanying me." ""

Now Li Jiuyong often laughs in front of the time, smiles gently and harmless, likable and gentle, but every time he sees his smile, there is a feeling of not real.

What is the real Li Jiuyi? When I entered the brain, I came up with this question. The young genius, the excellent doctor, the executioner with the knife, the clumsy brother who made the noodles... Which one is really you.

"I still remember the clothes you wore when we reunited last year. The black long coat and the button were tied to the top. There were suits and shirts, no scarves, and they looked very mature and indifferent. You wear white. I also remember the look of Daxie. It’s very handsome and a bit scary.” When he entered the opening, his eyes fell on the warm-colored coat he was wearing now. He stopped for a while and said, “When I finish the final exam, come over and eat. Reunion dinner, I will call other people."

Li Jiu's fingers trembled and stretched out his wrist, as if he was preventing him from leaving.

"Remember to come early, we cook and eat ourselves, like ordinary people." Shijin broke his hand, smiled at him, said a thank you, pushed the door off, and walked back to the school gate. Go, some of the emotions that have been suppressed in my heart are rolling, forcing him to get faster and faster.

This is not the case, it is not like this, what awkward brother, what kind of warm and sensitive person, it is a murderer, is to go to the bed every night to want to harvest the sick demon, go back, question him, hurt him, have experienced All the pain was given back to him thousands of times, pulling him down to the ground -

Bumper -

A car whistle that was familiar with the bones suddenly sounded at a distance, and suddenly stopped, and looked sideways at the sound. Actually, I saw a familiar black car parked on the street. After a few seconds, I pulled the leg and ran towards the car. When I approached, I pulled the door hard and rushed toward the person inside the car.

Lian Jun stretched his arms and hugged him, pulled the door and gently touched his hair and said, "The taste of a hot pot, even the hair is stained."

Surrounded by the familiar atmosphere, the emotion that swayed into the chest suddenly sank. He tightened his arm and took a deep scent of the familiar scent. The tight nerves relaxed and asked, "How come you come? ?"

"I was originally prepared to take you out for dinner. Didn't you say that you want to eat bacon bamboo rice? I just set a box for a very good private kitchen yesterday." Lianjun replied, pinching his face. "The result is that you actually There is already an appointment."

When I entered, I squinted and frowned. "When I called you, why didn't you say it?" Of course, he would like to go to eat bamboo rice with Lianjun.

"I thought you would want to talk to your five brothers, but I just saw that you came out of his car, I knew I made a wrong decision." Lianjun explained, comfortably kissed his eyebrows. "Sorry, no next time. Has he bullied you?"

"No." When the charge is finished, sit up straight and meet him with satisfaction. "We will go eat the bacon bamboo tube next time... forget it, let's eat it ourselves in the clubhouse, the weather forecast says Another wave of cold air is coming, it may snow, you still don't go out."

"There must be no authenticity done by professional chefs." Lianjun helped him to handle the messy clothes and handed over a takeaway box from the side. "So I packaged a copy for you."

The takeaway box is about the size of two normal lunch boxes, made of paper, with a cute cartoon rice ball pattern and the name of the store. When the eyes are bright, the lunch box is taken over and opened. Seeing that there are several bamboo tubes that are tightly tied with a string, and the smell of rice and bacon floats out, and the saliva is not consciously secreted.

"It's a bit cold, I have to be hot before I can eat it." Lian Junyi, and took a long black box from the side and handed it to him. "Give, birthday present, the new one will be safe." Healthy and healthy."

"Is there a gift?" When I entered the accident, I was very happy and took the box and said, "I thought that the gun battle game and birthday party last weekend was the gift you prepared for me."

Lian Jun leaned over and hugged him without speaking.

When the hand of the gift was opened, the hand stopped and looked at him sideways.

"Be good, don't think about it, there is me." Lian Jun warmly spoke, his hand gently following his back.

When I looked into the car that Li Jiuyi had not left, I whispered "Hmm" and hugged him backhand.