"Lin Suicao...Classmate Lin? Classmate Suicao? Suicao?"
"If you're free, come and help."
After temporarily reaching a consensus not to care about the relationship between the two, Lin Suicao and Zhu Yu walked into his room together.
Although the area is not large, in addition to the bed, there is also a long brown table with a desk cabinet and a wardrobe leaning against the wall. There is a small balcony outside the window.
Zhu Yu is still impressed by these arrangements.
She took out the sheets from the closet, laid them on the bed, and tried to straighten the messy corners.
However, someone kept whispering in his ears, and Suicao, who couldn't bear it, finally responded.
"I was thinking about what I should call you. You call me by your full name, but I haven't called you by your name yet."
Zhu Yu is serious.
Regardless of whether it is another world or this world, addressing is very important.
"Such things don't matter."
"Oh, Xiaocao——"
"Suicao, or Lin Suicao, the latter is better, thank you very much."
Lin Suicao shrank as if feeling a chill.
So why not say this sooner?
"Suicao you..."
Zhu Yu hesitated, "Are you not very good at housework?"
He looked at the ravaged sheets that were even incredibly knotted in her hands.
That's what he's going to sleep on tonight!
This girl rarely quarreled with him and put down the mess in her hands rather embarrassedly.
"You go ahead and I'll get the broom. This room needs a good cleaning before it can be occupied."
Zhu Yu watched his girlfriend (?) escape from the bedroom and took it upon himself to save the poor sheets.
When he made the bed, Suicao, wearing rubber gloves, appeared again with a broom in his left hand and a mop in his right hand, as if he was preparing for a general cleaning.
She inspected Zhu Yu's results and reluctantly praised her: "Thank you for your hard work."
No, no, no, the effort you spent to squeeze out this sentence seems to be much harder than my effort to make the bed.
What a narrow-minded woman.
Zhu Yu took the broom while cursing.
The room was not big, so the cleaning was completed quickly with the cooperation of two people.
Although he felt that the other party had a completely negative effect, for example, now she was hesitantly holding a rag in front of the desk cabinet.
"Are you afraid of heights?"
Zhu Yu climbed onto the chair and wiped the top of the cabinet by himself, looking around with satisfaction at the completely new bedroom.
"Get down here."
Lin Suicao held the back of the chair and said, "I don't want to pick someone up from the hospital again after a year."
Although the words were thorny, her tone was slightly trembling, so that Zhu Yu, who originally wanted to say she was overprotective, obeyed her orders.
After he landed on the ground, Lin Suicao squatted down, opened the bedside table and took out a document bag.
"These are the materials you need to apply for re-study, as well as your student ID and campus card. When school starts in September, you should be with this year's seniors. I heard the doctor say you still remember which school you went to?"
"Same as you, the High School Affiliated to Song Normal University."
When this topic was brought up, Zhu Yu asked along the way: "What grade are you in?"
Lin Suicao looked at him dissatisfied: "I remember school, but don't you remember this... I'm one level below you."
In other words, about two years younger than him.
"Um...how are you, school girl?"
"Please stay away from me, senior."
"I think it's just that there are school girls rushing to claim to be my girlfriend. It's really annoying."
The choked girl pulled off her gloves and walked out of his bedroom.
"I'm going to eat."
They came back from the hospital in the morning and have been struggling until now. The sun has moved to the position where it is currently in the sky.
Zhu Yu, who was left alone in the room, opened his red-skinned student ID card, checked the approved application materials for repeat studies, and then put them back in their place.
While thinking about how to contact Xia Fenghe who was in a mental hospital, he slowly returned to the living room where the air conditioner was turned on.
There was a dining table on the side close to the kitchen. The long-haired girl sat upright and stared at the blue bucket of instant noodles in front of her as if in a daze.
Zhu Yu's blood pressure suddenly increased: "What are you doing?"
Lin Suicao, who was awakened, held his food like a prairie dog guarding his food: "If you want to eat, go get it from the cupboard yourself."
"No one really likes shrimp and fish pan noodles, right?"
He walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. "The only value of this thing is to make soup."
Zhu Yu noticed the remains of instant noodle buckets stacked like a pagoda in the trash can.
"How on earth did you survive?"
"What? Are there cockroaches? Cursed to turn into cockroaches for slandering the great fast food?"
"No, I'm talking about you."
If he had to transform, it would be better to turn into a beetle. It would be a tie-in with the classic.
A cold snort came from outside the kitchen.
In addition to a large number of desserts such as pudding and jelly, the only food left in the refrigerator was a pitiful cabbage, a few green onions, a bowl of white rice covered with plastic wrap, and a few raw eggs.
It’s obvious who owns these snacks.
Zhu Yu turned on the range hood, heated the bottom of the pot, poured in cold oil, cracked two eggs and stirred them evenly, then poured the golden egg liquid into it, fried it into the shape of egg drop, sprinkled it with a handful and cut it into thick pieces. green onions.
Compared with tap water, adding boiling water at this time will immediately make the soup whiter and more delicious.
Although he has forgotten why he mastered this inexplicable knowledge, it does not prevent Zhu Yu from following the same method and throwing the cabbage into irregular shapes.
After the cabbage and egg drop soup was seasoned and the rice in the microwave was heated, he even found a surprise of half a pack of ham sausage in the instant noodles storage cabinet in the kitchen.
"Be careful because it's hot. How about adding ham to your instant noodles?"
While Suicao was stirring the turbid noodle soup with a fork, the misty white air and the huge porcelain bowl suddenly squeezed into her sight.
The same was true for the boy who pulled out a chair opposite and sat down.
Compared with a year ago, he had lost a lot of weight, but he was still a head taller than her.
I'm a little angry, mainly at my body that doesn't respond to my expectations.
In the white soup, crisp and tender vegetable leaves are rising and falling, and egg drops and ham slices are floating on the soup surface.
"...so bland."
“Your sense of taste has been murdered by the shrimp and fish pan noodles!”
Zhu Yu took a spoonful of soup and poured it on the rice, looking like he was heartbroken.
"My tongue is normal."
Lin Suicao put on his chopsticks and picked up a piece of ham filled with juice, "It's because your skills have deteriorated."
Zhu Yu was slightly startled.
This possibly unintentional remark slightly lifted a corner of the veil of ambiguity, allowing him to overlap the scene at the moment with the foggy past for a moment.
"I wouldn't have been responsible for cooking and feeding this person before..."
"What's your complaint, boyfriend?"
Lin Suicao pushed the remaining half bowl of noodle soup, which smelled of seafood, in front of him, "I can also cook for you."
"It's funny, we usually don't care about this."
Although she said it tasted too bland, she still finished the cabbage soup obediently in the steaming heat.
After lunch, Suicao grabbed the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash them off. Zhu Yu waited with trepidation for when he would hear the crisp cracking sound.
But what he was worried about didn't happen. The girl wiped her wet hands, took out a piece of pudding from the refrigerator, sat on the sofa, curled up her slender legs wrapped in jeans, and started eating in small bites.
"...Are you really not going to keep asking?"
Zhu Yu, who had nothing to do for the time being, leaned on the small sofa next to him, observing and studying the eating process of his girlfriend (who called herself), but she initiated the conversation first like a wild stag disturbed by a zoologist.
She was obviously the one who prevented him from finding out the truth before.
"For example, what is the relationship between us, how come we live together, and why are you here to pick me up from the hospital?"
He threw out a series of questions casually, "I think it's okay not to have answers for the time being."
Even the question of time travel hasn't been answered yet, so it doesn't matter if we put these things in order a little later.
After all, it was only his first day out of the hospital, and he had already touched a little bit of his past memories.
"Furthermore, strictly speaking, I have not lost my memory. I just have difficulty recalling information that is limited to acquaintances... For example, I still seem to subconsciously have a similar fondness for you as I do for my family, so my girlfriend is a girl. Be friends.”
After all, the sugar in the pudding has not been converted into the fat that should exist. It's so pitiful that I can only obey you.
Lin Suicao said with an upward tone: "Can your good impression of your family be transformed into a good impression of your girlfriend?"
"Okay, let's break up!"
It's strange. Generally speaking, it's normal for the favorability level to increase somewhat after hearing the half-truth and half-false words just now. Why did this guy increase his poisonous tongue?
