[BL, MTL] The Whole City is My Old Attack

Chapter 8: Runny Eggs

The wind blows from the window, and the milky-white curtains flutter slightly, with orange polka dots printed on them. As soon as the sun shines through, the orange dots melt one by one, emitting a bright golden light.

Chu Feng woke up in the arms of two Xie Shiyu.

The little Xie on the right has woken up. 19-year-old Xie Shiyu leaned on the bed and recited words silently. When he saw Chu Feng opened his eyes, he lowered his head and kissed his cheek:

"Good morning."

--The movement was very light, and he didn't want to be noticed by the little Xie on the left.

Chu Feng blinked, the hand on the left was on his waist, and there was a tattoo on his forearm. The school bully Xie Shiyu was still asleep, hugging him tightly like a koala hugging a tree.

"Put the new clothes on the chair for you. Remember to wear them when you get up. I'm going to the library first." It was

not yet six o'clock, Chu Feng was sleepy, watching the 19-year-old Xie Shiyu get up quickly and put on a T-shirt. T-shirt, covering the unobstructed good figure.

Xie Shiyu felt that Chu Feng was looking at him, and smiled back:

"Why, haven't you watched enough last night? Do you want to do it again? Xiaoyu was very energetic in the morning."

Chu Feng silently shrank into the bed, wrapped into a The cocoon was covered with a quilt and the muffled voice was cute:

"Go and study."

Xie Shiyu picked up his schoolbag, but still couldn't hold back, he turned around and squatted beside Chu Feng's bed: "I study so hard, would you like to kiss me?" ?"

Chu Feng poked his head out from under the quilt, quietly put his arms around him, and was about to raise his neck to kiss-

"You two think I'm dead?"

The school tyrant Xie Shiyu held Chu Feng's neck and dragged him back Under the quilt, hide it well, no kissing is allowed. Turning around and scolding the 19-year-old Xie Shiyu:

"Don't let people sleep early in the morning, get out!"

The repeat student Xie Shiyu gave him the middle finger, with a cold face:

"If it weren't for your poor study, would I need to get up so early to study?"

"Okay." Chu Feng pulled them back and kissed each other, "It's all right."

Xie Shiyu, who was carrying a schoolbag, looked at it provocatively. Thank the school bully in the eye, turn around and leave.

The school bully Xie Shiyu hugged Chu Feng and pressed him back into the bed:

"Sleep a little longer. That guy makes a lot of noise every morning."

Chu Feng closed his eyes and sighed: "His senior year is hard."

When he was nineteen years old, it was him The only year they were separated from Xie Shiyu, Xie Shiyu was repeating his studies, he was in his freshman year, the two of them were in different places, and they couldn't see each other every day. Chu Feng didn't dare to bother Xie Shiyu, and he didn't even send any messages. He hugged QQ and WeChat every day, watching the chat records between him and Xie Shiyu to pass the time.

"If he worked hard, I wouldn't work hard, so I'm not a senior in high school?" 18-year-old Xie Shiyu was very dissatisfied. "If I hadn't been working hard since the second semester of high school, how could he have been admitted to your university by repeating a year?"

Chu Feng studied very well since he was a child. He went to a top 20 university in the country and studied the most ace major in the school. Xie Shiyu chased his achievements desperately.

"Why do you insist on taking my university entrance examination?" Chu Feng touched Xie Shiyu, feeling a little distressed. He later learned that Xie Shiyu, who was repeating his studies, read until two o'clock in the morning every day, and got up before six o'clock in the morning, and did not rest on weekends and holidays. Chu Feng was really afraid of his sudden death:

"It's okay to go to other schools, it doesn't have to be so hard."

"No." Xie Shiyu hugged Chu Feng, "I don't worry if I don't watch you closely, and I will be snatched away by others."

"No."

Chu Feng closed his eyes, buried himself in Xie Shiyu's warm embrace, and wrapped his arms around it. In the game, he hugged the false Xie Shiyu:

"I will always be with you."

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Gulu...

One sound.

Chu Feng blinked.

Xie Shiyu looked down at Chu Feng's screaming stomach:

"Hungry?"

"...Well."

Xie Shiyu: "I'll make you breakfast. What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever you want."

Wrapped in the quilt, Chu Feng squinted his eyes comfortably Suddenly, he felt a hot breath in front of his nose. Chu Feng opened his eyes, saw Xie Shiyu approaching, and asked him with a smirk on his face, "Do you want to eat deoxyribonucleotides?

"

Chu Feng was stunned for a second, He patted him with his hand, and said with a smile,

"I'll eat if you get 600 points in the exam."

"..."

Xueshi Xie Shiyu got up silently to cook.

He was still a little worried, and turned around and told him,

"You must not say that in front of that guy!"

--Xie Shiyu, who was repeating the exam, really got over 600 points in the exam.

"Got it."

,

嗞啦--Heat

oil in a pan and fry eggs.

Chu Feng was wearing a brand new white shirt and black trousers. The four Xie Shiyu were so fierce yesterday that their clothes and pants were torn. Chu Feng walked to the kitchen and smelled the long-lost breakfast aroma.

Xie Shiyu was frying his favorite egg.

--Chu Feng was a bit picky when eating. There are so many ways to make eggs, only Xie Shiyu's soft-hearted eggs suit his appetite.

Boiled eggs, the yolks made Chu Feng want to vomit. One-sided fried eggs, the bottom side is fully cooked, and the top side is still a half-cooked egg that is runny. Chu Feng felt sick after taking a bite.

The double-sided omelette is cooked on both sides, but it tastes like chewing dead skin, not tender at all. As for the hot spring eggs that McDonald's KFC sandwiches in breakfast burgers, they are too tender and lose their "fried" taste.

"It'll take a while, let's eat a candy first."

Xie Shiyu raised his hand and stuffed Chu Feng with a big white rabbit toffee.

Chu Feng stood behind Xie Shiyu with sugar in his mouth, watching him roll up his sleeves and cook. The slender hand held the small egg, tapped it lightly on the side of the pot, and opened the egg shell with the hand, the egg yolk inside slid down with the white, and it was born in the oil pan like a little sun, smoky.

When the transparent egg liquid turned white and the bottom side was fully cooked, Xie Shiyu picked up the handle of the pan, flipped it lightly, and the fried egg obediently turned around. After two seconds, Xie Shiyu immediately turned off the fire and put it on the plate .

--At this time, one side of the egg is golden and white and fully cooked, and the other side is only half-cooked. When you bite it down, a thick orange-yellow egg liquid will flow out, like a salted egg yolk, hot and fragrant. It is not almost raw egg liquid like a single-sided omelette, nor is it completely cooked like a double-sided omelette. One side is smooth and juicy, and the other side is still fried and crispy.

This is his favorite egg. Chu Feng sat at the dining table, like a cat waiting to be fed.

The most important thing about a runny egg is to be able to turn the egg. If the strength of the hand is slightly wrong, the egg will break. If the heat is a little higher, the egg will be fully cooked.

Xie Shiyu is the only one who can make hearty eggs every time without missing a beat.

"Let's eat."

The breakfast was steaming hot, and the golden egg was in front of him. Chu Feng hadn't had such an appetite for a long time.

The sun shines in from the window, and there is warm floating dust in the living room.

After breakfast, Xie Shiyu went to his room to do his homework, and Chu Feng opened the door and went out - it

was almost time.

It's time for him to come back to reality.

,

drop--

The blue brain wave was disconnected, and Chu Feng returned to the King size bed in the real bedroom.

He just turned sideways and was about to get out of bed...

Bang!

The whole person's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell directly to the ground.

His body couldn't hold on anymore.

Chu Feng hissed. Fortunately, his waist didn't hurt that much in reality, otherwise he would definitely be twisted when he fell.

[Dream City] The game is connected to the brain wave, the back hurts in the game, but the waist in reality will not be damaged. But death in the game is also brain death in reality.

If you stay in the game for a long time, your body in reality will also die of dehydration and starvation.

Chu Feng was lying on the icy floor, unable to get up at all, he was dizzy, and the buzzing in his ears became louder and louder...

He hadn't eaten or drank water in reality for a day and a night.

It's almost twenty-nine this year, and his body can't stand such a toss.

Stomach hurts.

Chu Feng clutched his stomach and curled up like a shrimp on the floor.

When Xie Shiyu was here before, he ate all three meals on time, especially breakfast, all day long.

--Xie Shiyu's mother died of stomach cancer, so no matter how busy Xie Shiyu was, he would definitely get up to make breakfast and eat it with Chu Feng.

Xie Shiyu's stomach was well taken care of, and now if he didn't eat on time, he would lose his temper with him delicately.

Chu Feng lay on the spot, motionless, and when his stomach pain got better and the buzzing in his ears subsided, he slowly got up while supporting the bedside table, and grabbed a candy as he passed by the living room.

When you pinch your hand, it's empty.

--It was the leftover candy wrapper he ate last time, he threw it there, and forgot to throw it away.

Sugar is gone.

No one will remember to buy him new candy again.

Chu Feng threw away the candy wrapper in his hand, and slowly moved towards the kitchen.

Open the refrigerator -

sure enough, there is nothing.

Chu Feng opened every compartment and found two eggs. I don't know when I bought them. I hope they haven't expired.

He turned on the fire, took out the pan, and poured oil.

When the oil was hot, Chu Feng imitated Xie Shiyu's appearance, pinched the egg with his slender fingers, and knocked on the side of the pot...it

didn't open.

He knocked it a few more times, and the egg liquid burst out from the gap, dripped all over his hands, and dripped into the pot, 嗞啦--!

The oil splashed, and Chu Feng was suddenly scalded. With a retracted hand, the egg shell was pulled apart, and the pot was smashed into pieces, mixed with the egg yolk and white, and was crackling and frying in the oil pan.

Chu Feng didn't care about that much, he turned to turn on the faucet, and took a shower with cold water, his hands were red from being scalded.

When he came back from the rush, the fried eggs were already burnt, and the oil pan was full of scorched earth like a volcanic eruption, mixed with a few pieces of fleshy red broken eggshells.

Chu Feng turned off the fire, put the scorched-earth-like eggs into a bowl, sat on the dining table, and poured himself a glass of white water to go with it.

This is his breakfast.

The chopsticks picked up the scorched egg and stuffed it into his mouth...

Chu Feng raised his head and saw a map of the Pacific Ocean on the wall behind the dining table. He lightly circled the sea area where Xie Shiyu's plane crashed with a red pencil.

Every day after eating, he can watch it again, as if masochistic.

Chew, chew, mechanically swallow.

Chu Feng picked up another small piece of egg with chopsticks.

I heard that eating this kind of charred and charred food can cause cancer.

--never mind.

The chopsticks held the egg and stuffed it into his mouth. Chu Feng moved his teeth, as if he was chewing on the candle skin.

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At this time, in the Pacific Ocean, an island country.

The summer is bright and the sun is flooding.

Regulator Center.

X was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a frying pan, frying eggs. A who just woke up yawned and passed behind

him: "Morning, X!

"

As proficient as a hundred times, after two seconds, he put the plate on the table.

"Ah!" A said, "X, you are making this strange egg again! I taught you last time that an omelette should be cooked thoroughly on both sides." B continued: "Don't listen to him, X, fry

it Eggs will lose 97% of their nutritional value, next time you should make boiled eggs like me."

C asked: "X, do you like this kind of eggs?"

"No."

A&B&C: "Then what are you doing?" Why do you always make this kind of half-cooked egg!"

X picked up a runny egg with his chopsticks, and the heart of the egg was a beautiful orange color, as if someone liked it.

--"forget."