Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 148 Drinking Milk Tea

Gui Mu's worries were real. As soon as he left, Cheng Yan was already standing in front of the door of the Qiqizhe.

After tidying up his appearance, Cheng Yan raised his hand and knocked on the door with a cheerful smile on his face.

"Hello, let's get to know each other formally. My name is Cheng Yan, and I'll be your new neighbor from now on."

The curious person only showed half of his face, and the hand holding the door hesitated for a moment before not refusing Cheng Yan to enter.

"They call me Archie."

Cheng Yan felt relieved.

It’s a good thing that the door didn’t hit me in the face.

"them?"

The curious person's deep blue eyes tinged with purple flickered, she avoided Cheng Yan's gaze, and pursed her beautiful lips.

"That's the name Niwa and the others gave me. Just call me the same as them."

Cheng Yan held out his hand, "Okay, then please take care of me in the future."

[Drop——The target person’s heartbreak level is -5, the current heartbreak level is 75]

A hand so white that the blood vessels beneath the skin could not be seen touched Cheng Yan's palm, as lightly as a feather brushing past.

Archie looked into the clear eyes of the person in front of him, and his guard unconsciously dropped a little.

He seems like... he can help everyone get through the current predicament.

All along, the strange man had been well protected by the people at the Ta'er Sword Forge. When Guimu brought him back unconscious, these kind people showed kindness to an unidentified man and never let him do any of the heavy work they usually did.

The curious person likes this harmonious environment, and his occasional discovery of his ability to resonate with knives surprises the people in the knife forge. So when he learned about the knife forging competition, he readily accepted the challenge. However, the sword has a spirit, and although the curious person can resonate with it, he cannot control the knife's behavior well.

After trying many things without any success, the sword-forging competition was just around the corner and there was no other suitable candidate, so Qingqizhe still represented the Ta'er Sword Forging Field to participate in the competition. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned.

"Would you like to come in and sit down?"

The curious one looked behind Cheng Yan and saw Zhuofeng hanging there.

He seemed to be able to completely control the golden sword, and the aura of the sword was purer than Taiguang.

And... he seemed to be able to help the sword forge solve its urgent problems.

Cheng Yan was just about to shamelessly squeeze into his room, but he didn't expect Archie to invite him directly.

"Can I? Great, I just happen to have something for you."

The positive response made Aqi wonder who was asking for a favor. When he closed the door, he saw that Cheng Yan had already placed a row of things on the table, including an iron box, a pottery jar, an oil paper bag, and several exquisite ceramic boxes.

"What is this?" Archie looked up at Cheng Yan with confusion in his eyes.

"Tea!" Cheng Yan said in a loud voice, "I heard from Guimu that you like tea. I happened to have brought a lot of tea. I'll bring some to you."

Cheng Yan leaned against the table, looking at Aqi's expression expectantly, but there was no sign of the expected joy and happiness. The expression on the face of the person in front of him was very... tangled? Uncomfortable? Unable to express his pain?

"Thank you for your trouble..." After hearing what Cheng Yan said, Archie no longer looked at the tea leaves on the table.

How to explain that Guimu thinks he likes drinking tea, but he always drinks tea in silence because he doesn't know what to say when facing other people.

It wasn't the expected reaction, Cheng Yan blinked and moved closer to Aqi, "Don't you like tea?"

Aqi's cheeks puffed up, and then he slowly exhaled, "I don't like it, but I don't hate it either. Guimu said that because when I don't know what to say in front of others, I just bury my head in drinking tea. When the person pouring tea sees that my cup is empty, he will refill it, so I drink one cup after another..."

Halfway through his words, seeing Cheng Yan trying to hold back his laughter, Aqi pouted his lips and said, "Go ahead and laugh, then take these back. They're too bitter, and I don't want to drink them every day."

Seeing Aqi's hair drooping down, Cheng Yan felt his hands itchy and wanted to rub his head, but thinking of his mission, Cheng Yan held back.

You should treat the person in front of you as glass or crystal, hold him in your hands, and don't let him get bumped or hurt.

“In fact, tea doesn’t have to be bitter.”

Seeing Aqi looking up and seeming interested, Cheng Yan continued.

"If you soak tea leaves in milk and add some sugar, it won't be bitter at all. Instead, the finished product will have a milky aroma with a tea aroma. A sip will leave you savoring it for a long time."

Noticing Aqi swallowing his saliva, Cheng Yan's smile widened and he raised his hand to gently stroke his head.

"Wait a moment, I'll go prepare something and make it for you right away."

After saying that, he pushed the door open and went downstairs, leaving the people in the room with their chins in their hands in silence.

Aqi sighed softly. He clearly wanted to ask him for help in the knife forging field, but while he was talking, he started to make him delicious tea.

A small stove was lit in the house, and Cheng Yan mixed the tea leaves with the milk and sugar he brought with him. A cup of fragrant milk tea was soon ready and placed in front of Aqi.

"Come on, have a taste."

Aqi hesitated and looked at Cheng Yan, meeting his extremely gentle and sincere eyes.

After coming out of that place, I met a lot of people. My vigilance was actually getting stronger and stronger, but for some reason, I always felt that the person in front of me would not do anything bad to me.

"Be careful of the heat." Cheng Yan warned.

Aqi took a sip, the mixed aroma immediately conquered his taste buds, and he couldn't help but take another sip.

"Delicious."

After receiving the favorable comments, Cheng Yan curled his lips, refilled Aqi's drink, and also took out a few stacks of snacks.

"Then drink more. I also made some snacks for you to try."

It was not meal time, so the two of them had a satisfying meal.

Aqi held his stomach and did not forget the request he had always wanted to make to Cheng Yan.

"Well, can you help the sword forging shop? Niwa and his men said that they are about to close down. If they can't open, I can't stay here anymore, and everyone will be homeless. I can make a deal with you as long as you are willing to help."

Aqi stood up and held Cheng Yan's forearm. "I can forge swords and do many other things. Are you willing to help?"

The flickering eyes looked at him, and the blue-purple eyes were like a sea of ​​stars.

Sensing his uneasiness, Cheng Yan held his shoulder.

"I have already discussed with Niwa and will help the sword forge through this difficult time."

"Then...then the reward." Archie didn't know how to thank the person in front of him.

Cheng Yan touched his chin and pretended to think.

"Well... as a reward, you just have to drink milk tea with me a few more times."

"that's it?"

Seeing his eyes wide open like an innocent child, Cheng Yan finally put his hand on Aqi's head and rubbed it gently.

"That's it. I like it here too. You guys also provide me with a place to live. We're even."