Tan Yan was not in a daze, nor did he show surprise or anger.

This is different from what Chen Chao imagined.

With an expressionless face, he said "Oh" lightly, and took another mouthful of polenta in front of Chen Chao.

Looking at Chen Chao with provocation and amusement,

The chopsticks are still the same pair of chopsticks, and the bowl of porridge is still the same bowl of porridge.

Chen Chao also confirmed a fact in his heart,

Is it true that you tell the truth while drunk?

But she didn't know she had said this to me. Once we connected it, many things in the past seemed to make sense.

But, but

He went back to the kitchen and filled a bowl of porridge, sat a little away from Tan Yan, and drank it,

Looking at the TV series in front of him, it was the one written by Tan Yan. Chen Chao could basically figure out the plot, which was not much different from the original text.

The second male lead was too sensible in the end and left alone,

Looking at the second male lead in the TV series who is still ambiguous with the heroine, Chen Chao frowned.

The first male didn't know where he was yet, and he didn't have any courage at all.

One day I whispered to my mother, who was also reading this at home. She might have been dumbfounded if she knew it was written by her beloved "daughter".

Tan Yan took advantage of him to be in a daze and quietly moved a little closer to Chen Chao, then moved a little further.

He was indeed different today, as if there was suddenly a man and woman keeping a distance between him and herself, and he started to be cautious in everything he did.

How could this be?

Chen Chao didn't pay attention, and he didn't know if the porridge had just come out of the pot or what. After taking a big sip,

My eyes became foggy, and inexplicable tears hung in my eyes.

He wiped his eyes with paper,

Aren't you still crying?

Looking at Chen Chao, Tan Yan asked worriedly: "Are you okay today?"

"Ah, it's okay, I got burned by the porridge, haha." He smiled and wiped his eyes again.

Suddenly I realized why Tan Yan was sitting so close, and he didn't even move closer.

He must have just seen me sitting over wiping my eyes,

He remained calm, watching Tan Yan next to him who became a little unfamiliar, and his heartbeat became a little faster.

"Drink slowly. Don't go to work today." Thinking that Chen Chao will go to the company tomorrow to stay with his dear senior Qin, Tan Yan felt uncomfortable.

Hey, you can just raise him by yourself. No matter what kind of job you have, working nine to five is very tiring, okay? But when I think about Chen Chao maybe often traveling to Hong Kong with Qin Man when he was in the company,

Thinking of the indescribable atmosphere between them, Tan Yan snorted again, moved a little to the side, and sat a little further away from Chen Chao,

Chen Chao:......

I'm so angry, Qin Man is not easy to deal with, especially with his old "lover" whom I haven't seen for only a few years.

Chen Chao must not have let go of her yet, Tan Yan thought to himself,

Otherwise, he would go to and from get off work every day to pick him up and drop him off by himself.

No, no, others will laugh at you.

He sighed, not knowing what to do.

Chen Chao on the side took a few mouthfuls of porridge, put away his bowls and chopsticks, and stood up.

Tan Yan sat close and then sat far away. He didn't understand what this meant, but he couldn't stay at home all the time now.

"Tan Yan, I have something to do and I'll go out first." He took the key and shook it towards Tan Yan.

She discovered that Chen Chao’s name for her had changed.

"You have changed. You don't call me Yanyan anymore." Tan Yan looked at him standing at the door expressionlessly.

Chen Chao scratched his head in embarrassment and explained: "Because Yanyan, you have grown up, and I can't treat you like a child all the time. It's better to call you by your full name."

"that's all?"

"Yeah." He nodded.

"Okay then, bye, stay safe."

As for what Chen Chao wanted to do when he went out, Tan Yan didn't ask. After all, the two of them were just sharing a house.

If there hadn't been a relationship that we've known each other since we were kids, maybe we'd just live our lives independently without disturbing each other.

It turns out that he used to treat me as the kid I was when he was a kid.

Tan Yan thought to himself, feeling a little disappointed, which meant that he had only treated her as his sister before.

But now, why did he suddenly change his name?

Could it be,

Tan Yan thought of the best reason,

But, it's impossible, right? With his wooden head, he doesn't know how to understand this kind of thing?

After finishing the dumplings in the bowl, she carefully washed all the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen.

I haven’t washed the dishes for a long time, so I’ve always left it to him.

After finishing all this, she sat on the sofa again, with one third of the knitting scarf still unfinished.

I don't know what went wrong, the scarf is a little wrinkled and shrunk slightly.

It’s so troublesome and difficult to deal with.

Watching TV, she thought, go find grandma, she can do everything.

Just do it, turn off the TV, go downstairs,

Tan Xiaoli was watering the vegetables in the backyard. Tan Yan opened the small door of the backyard and walked over, looking at the familiar garden.

When I was a child, butterflies flew here, and Chen Chao held his hand and ran around here.

Digging holes, building houses, playing house, and painting on the walls,

On the white wall in the corridor, Chen Chao still has the portrait he carved with stone and fingernails, like a frog. He doesn't know what he wanted to draw at that time.

Time passed a bit long, but also passed quickly,

The feeling of painting here is still there, but I can’t recall the intention.

I picked up my mobile phone and took pictures of the paintings from certain eras on the wall. I took many pictures before I was satisfied.

I posted a message in WeChat Moments,

Along with this picture, the text reads: This is the greatest painting he and I made when we were kids.

Click OK.

Make your unintentional happiness public.

I hope he can see it and then ask in surprise: So it’s still there.

Still there.

Tan Yan smiled,

While grandma put down the watering can in her hand, she jumped into the vegetable garden.

Take grandma’s arm and act coquettishly,

"Grandma, come on, there seems to be something wrong with the knitting of my scarf."

Looking at Tan Yan's cute and serious look,

Grandma Tan sighed and touched her good granddaughter's little head, "Come here, grandma will teach you."

As he walked, he muttered inadvertently: "If that kid doesn't cherish you, I will have to peel off his skin."

Tan Yan's face turned red immediately. Grandma understood her intention immediately.

"Grandma! No."

Grandma Tan snorted a few times, "Come on, you little girl, I don't know you yet. I knitted it for your grandfather myself, and your mother knitted it for your father, so I'll teach you."

She said quite proudly,

Tan Yan lowered his head and stopped talking. Forget it, at least grandma didn't object to Chen Chao. That's great, right?

Thinking of Chen Chao wearing her scarf on his birthday, she smiled and squinted her eyes.

The hand holding grandma's arm also used a little force,

"Take it easy, don't be crazy, your hands will break if you crush them."
Chapter completed!