The distance between you and me is 0.01 meters

Hua Cai's expression was far from relaxed.

The gurgling hot pot was steaming with white mist, and the warm yellow light came down from above the hot pot, illuminating their table from one side to the other, and Huacai happened to be sitting on the side where the light was slightly darker. He was rinsing the mutton with a dignified expression, his expression made Fang Guangji feel numb, and Fang Guangji said, "What's wrong, brother, is there any difficulty in life?"

Huacai didn't make a sound.

Fang Guangji knew that Huacai was thinking about something at this time, so he sighed and stopped talking nonsense to make noise, but helped Huacai scoop up the rotten mutton roll with a colander and put it in his oil dish.

Hua is the only one who can take care of Fang Guangji like this.

Don't even think about others.

Of course Huacai was not thinking about it, but occasionally on his old face that was as tender as a spring onion, there would be an expression of being attracted by the boiled mutton, so he took two bites of the food that Fang Guangji brought to his mouth, and then Continue to think about things.

Fang Guangji thought it was a bit like when they were in high school.Huacai sometimes goes crazy when doing topics—to use the words Fang Guangji learned from reading garbage online novels at that time, it is called the perfect state—at that time, Huacai was like this now, and what others said did what he did. , he completely ignored it as if he had his own shielding device, and entered the world of learning gods by himself.

And every time Huacai looked like this, Fang Guangji would not rush him.

He either digs out a junk novel and reads it himself, or sleeps on the desk, and when Hua Cai is ready to work, he will go home with Hua Cai.

Then, jump back in time to the present.

After Huacai picked up most of the bowl of rice, Fang Guangji was going to give him some sweet potato flour or brain tea, as if Huacai had finally made up his mind, he suddenly asked, "Have you done nothing lately?"

Cold.

spooky.

Fang Guangji hissed, his hair stood on end, he hugged himself and cried, "What can I do? Do I commit a crime by stealing the hearts of young girls?"

Hua Cai said, "Would the majority of young girls squat at the door to secretly take pictures?"

Fang Guangji subconsciously said: "It's an illegitimate student, yes."

Hua Cai said, "Will you bring two burly men with you?"

Fang Guangji was about to take a bite of the prawn slip but missed it, his hand shook, and the prawn slip fell into the bowl, he frowned and said, "What?"

"The other day you came to my house—" Hua Cai gulped down half a cup of sour plum soup, and then said, "After that, people often came to my house to stop by. They don't look like fans either."

It took Hua Cai to explain.

But Fang Guangji's expression suddenly became serious.

His itinerary was kept secret enough that Laihuacai used a private car that was rarely exposed to the public, and even made a detour to drive Zhang Ning to his company.

Most people would only think that it was Zhang Ning's nanny car, but never would have thought that the driver was Fang Guangji.

Originally, Fang Guangji's calculations were cunning, even Zhang Ning's unexpected visit would turn into a smooth sailing that would be beneficial to his own travel.

But... Could it be that the fact that he stayed at Hua Cai's house that day was discovered by the media?

Hua Cai saw that Fang Guangji was so calm on the surface, but with the turbulent virtue in his heart, he couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching and said, "Your fans don't dislike you for being inconsistent and smart every day?"

"They can't tell, and it's not you." Fang Guangji said indifferently: "You should have taken pictures of their appearance, so send me back. I'll check."

Huacai said: "Don't really do anything wrong, I have already committed ptsd, my father and my mother, I really can't stand it if you go in again, I will warn you."

Hua Cai said this lightly, completely different from his usual irritable and furious virtue.

But Fang Guangji knew that these words were very serious.

Heavy is not heavy to him.

It means to put pressure on Huacai's spirit and make Huacai's mental burden heavy.

Even though Huacai refused to get back together with Fang Guangji.

But it doesn't mean that Fang Guangji is really unimportant to him.

Huacai may have tried to completely treat Fang Guangji as a stranger. In the previous years of peaceful and lonely life, he seems to have succeeded.

But once Fang Guangji entered his life again.

Huacai realized that it was impossible to treat Fang Guangji as a stranger.

Humans are marrow-eating animals.

If you have eaten steamed buns, you don't want to eat bran.

If you eat meat, you don't want to be vegetarian.

Once you see color, you will subconsciously reject the monolithic world of black and white.

Isn't this normal?

When Fang Guangji was a student, by his own strength, he forcibly pulled Huacai who lived in the black and white world into the color and high-definition era.

Although not long after they had just grown up, with Fang Guangji's disappearance, Huacai's world became monotonous black and white again.

But no one expected that now, almost ten years later, Fang Guangji would come back again.

With an astonishingly thick skin and an unstoppable aura, this person seemed to hold all the colors of the world in his arms, and then poured them all over the flowers.

Thousands of colors.

Brilliantly exploded.

With astonishing vitality, Fang Guangji made these paints take care of themselves, once again dragging the world of flower talents out of black and white.

one more time.

The author says:

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