Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, New Year's Eve arrived with the sound of firecrackers.

In fact, there was nothing special on New Year's Eve. He Sheng still slept until nine o'clock, while Song Jiali had already gone to post couplets with Song Kang.

He Yilian was kneading dough in the kitchen, preparing to make dumplings for the evening. She saw He Sheng coming out of the room and pointed at the rice cooker, "I left some rice for you."

"Yeah, thank you, Mommy!" He Sheng happily went to look at the rice in the pot. The rice cooker was on the keep warm mode, so the rice was still hot.

"Hey, don't thank me. I didn't leave it for you. Jiali left it for you. Your uncle Song was about to wash the pot, but Jiali stopped him." He Yilian said disdainfully, "You do nothing at home all day but sleep, and you expect me to leave food for you."

He Sheng:

He Sheng argued quietly, "I studied hard."

He Yilian rolled her eyes. "I don't know you well enough. You start playing with your phone every day when you sit at the desk with your papers spread out. You don't sleep at night and don't get up in the morning."

He Sheng didn't dare to say a word. Just three days ago, she was still her precious daughter, but now she was being despised after just a few days of vacation.

He Sheng picked up the meal and walked out of the kitchen quietly, trying to reduce his presence.

"Wash the pot after eating." He Sheng had just sat down when he heard He Yilian's voice coming from the kitchen.

"Ok."

It’s wrong to breathe at home during the holidays, hmm.

In that case, the breakfast a few days ago was also left for her by Song Jiali? She said that her mother never cared about her before, but when she came here and suddenly left food for her, she thought that she was beginning to care about her poor daughter who was about to take the college entrance examination.

In the end, she still didn't care about her daughter's life or death, but Song Jiali did.

After finishing the meal and washing the pot quickly, He Sheng looked around the house and didn't see Song Jiali. He asked He Yilian, "Where is Song Jiali?"

"Post a couplet outside the door."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened, and Song Jiali looked at He Sheng with the tape in his hand. He smiled as soon as he saw He Sheng and greeted her, "Good morning."

He Sheng also smiled, "Good morning."

Song Kang was blocked outside the door by Song Jiali, who was holding a stool and urging him, "Why are you blocking the door?"

Song Jiali immediately walked in and made room for Song Kang.

"Hey, Shengsheng is awake." Song Kang wiped the stool clean and put it back to its original place.

He Sheng smiled sheepishly, "Well, you're awake now. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Song Kang looked at the decorations in the room and said, "It's gone. It's done. It's great. You and Jiali can go and play." After saying that, he washed his hands and went into the kitchen to work with He Yilian.

He Sheng looked at Song Jiali, "Are you still doing the test paper today?"

Although He Sheng's paper was not changed at all, it did not affect her urging Song Jiali to write. Anyway, she sat next to Song Jiali and watched him write, and occasionally explained the questions to him. She knew everything on the paper, so the life-and-death race on the last day would not be a problem.

Song Jiali shook his head, "Let's start writing the day after tomorrow. Let's relax during the New Year."

He Sheng raised his phone and smiled mysteriously, "So do you want to play an exciting game?"

Song Jiali was confused. [What game?]

"King of Glory, I also want to experience the feeling of leading a girl."

Song Jiali blinked, [Will you take me with you? ]

"Sure, let me pretend."

He Sheng hooked his finger, "Give me your phone."

Song Jiali handed it to her, and He Sheng asked casually, "What's the password?"

She turned on her phone and started staring at the girl on his lock screen.

He Sheng's eyes suddenly widened, and now they were staring at each other in disbelief.

"Me? When was it taken?"

Song Jiali's face flushed red and he reached out to grab the phone from He Sheng's hand. He had completely forgotten about this!

He Sheng held up his phone and refused to give it to him, "Stop it, I'm not shy at all, why are you the first to be shy?"

【Give me.】

He Sheng returned it to him, "When was it taken? I have no impression of it."

Song Jiali said nothing, lowered his head and quickly changed the screen saver. He fiddled with downloading King of Glory and while waiting for the update, He Sheng came up to him and said, "Send me that picture. It's pretty. I want to use it as a screen saver, too."

Song Jiali hesitated for a moment and finally sent it to her, while silently typing an explanation to her.

[Last time, I took a sneak shot of you while shopping with you. Would you be angry? ]

He Sheng replied to him on WeChat, [I’m not angry, it’s pretty, but if you take an ugly photo of me, I’ll be a little angry]

Song Jiali: [There is no ugly photo, all photos look good]

He Sheng: [You are good at talking, I will give you a kiss as a reward]

Song Jiali tilted his head to look at her. They were face to face, but they were chatting on WeChat. It was quite funny.

He Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Is the game updated?"

Song Jiali looked down at the progress and said, "It's done."

So the new female jungler played matches with her stupid sister Yao for an entire afternoon.

During this period, he met several players (both male and female) who wanted to replace Song Jiali, and they acted like a spoiled child and rolled around with He Sheng, begging him to lead them.

He Sheng replied coldly: "I already have a girl named Yao, so I'm not interested in her."

Song Jiali admitted that he felt a little refreshed.

He Sheng held up her reply to show Song Jiali, "Ahhh so funny, so chuunib, so insane, hahahahaha."

The noise was so loud that He Yilian came out of the kitchen and flicked her head, "If you don't study hard, just be quiet."

He Sheng covered his forehead and said, "I understand, mother."

-

The time has come to eight o'clock in the evening. No matter whether you watch the Spring Festival Gala or not, you have to turn on the music. He Sheng didn't have any expectations for this year's Spring Festival Gala, so he just let it be background music.

It was quite heartwarming for the family to gather in front of the TV, making dumplings and watching the Spring Festival Gala.

He Sheng didn’t know how to make dumplings, so she rolled out the dumpling wrappers and the rest of the people made the dumplings.

What surprised her was that Song Jiali was the best at making dumplings among the three of them. Each dumpling was plump and round, significantly different from those made by He Yilian and Song Kang, and tasted delicious even before they were put into the pot.

He Yilian sighed, "Jia Li's craftsmanship is really good. Whoever he marries in the future will be blessed."

Song Jiali subconsciously looked at He Sheng. He Sheng was kneading the dough, cutting it, and then flattening it one by one. He was having a lot of fun.

He smiled at He Yilian, lowered his eyes and continued making dumplings.

He was actually quite afraid that his dirty thoughts would be discovered, especially since Aunt He was so nice to him.

They had never thought about the possibility of him and He Sheng being together. All their daily interactions were attributed to their good relationship. He Sheng was a carefree person, and he treated him no differently than he treated anyone else...

No one noticed anything unusual, no one thought there was a problem. As long as he hid it well, they could stay together for a long, long time.

After wrapping the dumplings, Song Kang went to cook them. He Sheng washed his hands and started watching videos. Occasionally, when he saw something funny, he would call him over to watch together.

Song Jiali was sitting next to her. Looking at her profile, he suddenly remembered what happened in the morning. He didn't know whether she thought that was a problem, or whether she really didn't care.

He really wanted to ask her, but he was afraid.

He Sheng... do you like me a little bit...?