Forced to call scumbags brothers and sisters [Transmigration Book]

Xie Yao was stunned: "Why? My parents are abroad, and I am the only one in our family. You don't have to worry about other things when you live here."

Yan Zhou shook his head: "It's not because of this."

Xie Yao: "What is that?"

Yan Zhou took out the textbooks for morning reading, hesitated for a while, and then said: "I'm afraid I will cause you trouble, it will be very inconvenient for two people to live together."

Xie Yao: "No way..."

Yan Zhou frowned, thought for a while, and then said: "Besides, when the time comes to live with you and use yours, it feels like you're pulling wool."

Xie Yao raised his eyebrows, thinking that it turned out to be a man's deadly self-esteem.

Xie Yao compromised a bit: "I'm just giving a suggestion, it mainly depends on your wishes, but you don't want to live here, and occasionally come to live in the head office for two days. You see, I've been lounging at your house for several days, you But you are so polite to me."

He couldn't help but "tsk tut" twice.

Yan Zhou glanced at him, hesitated to speak, but finally agreed: "Okay."

After school, Yan Zhou took Xie Yao to Minghui to pick up the car, and wanted to go back to him to get some clothes first.

After going upstairs, Yan Zhou tidied up the mattress first, and spread the quilt on the balcony with a stainless steel frame to avoid drying in the shade.

Xie Yao looked at the ceiling, and sure enough, there were large water stains, and the edges of the water stains were still clear, obviously not dry yet.

Yan Zhou asked him to sit and wait, while he went upstairs to argue with the leaky tenant.Xie Yao was lying idly on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, when he heard someone knocking on the door, he thought it was Yan Zhou who had returned from negotiations, so he turned over from the sofa and opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a woman standing outside the door.He looks about forty or fifty years old, although there are fine wrinkles at the end of the eyes, but still does not hide the beauty and beauty between the eyebrows and eyes, and a small mole on the side of the bridge of the nose, giving off a somewhat gentle feeling.

A long beige dress, with a slim figure.

Xie Yao felt very familiar and was taken aback.

The woman was also a little surprised. She took two steps back and looked up at the house number, then murmured, "Hey, it's here."

Xie Yao asked, "Excuse me, are you looking for Yan Zhou?"

The woman blinked and said softly, "Yes, I am his mother, are you?"

Xie Yao: "Oh, I'm his friend."

The woman asked strangely: "Isn't Yan Zhou at home? Why are you here alone?"

Xie Yao: "He went upstairs, he probably will come down later."

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.

After Yan Zhou came down from the upstairs, he saw an unusually familiar figure standing at the door of his house. The light from the room leaked through the crack of the door, casting a faint layer on the woman.

Yan Zhou's temples twitched lightly: "Why are you here?"

The woman followed the voice and turned her head, smiled: "I'm here to see you. Your classmate opened the door just now, I thought I went to the wrong place."

"How did you find it? Grandma said it?" Yan Zhou's tone was calm.

The woman let out a "hmm" and complained a bit: "Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to contact you, you child will go out as soon as you say it, and you will come out as soon as you think about it."

After entering the house, Yan Zhou went to the kitchen to boil water. He didn't say a word the whole time, and left the woman in the living room. The atmosphere was so silent that Xie Yao felt a little embarrassed.

The woman walked around the room, shook her head and said, "Why is this house still leaking? Did you find someone to fix it?"

Seeing her speak, Yan Zhou slowly said: "Just communicated upstairs, it should be fixed in two days."

The woman frowned: "Oh, these people see you as a child, so they must promise you first, maybe when it will be repaired. How about I ask your uncle to fix it at night?"

Yan Zhou snorted lightly: "He repairs the plumbing?"

The woman was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Of course not."

Yan Zhou's voice was a little cold, and he said without concealing his irritability, "Then what's the use of him coming?"

Xie Yao felt that the relationship between mother and son was very strange.

Ever since he had the status of boyfriend, it seemed like he hadn't seen Yan Zhou in a choking situation for a long time.

The woman rubbed her chin in embarrassment, and tentatively suggested: "Why don't you go back to live in the next two days, it's not convenient to leak water here, and I just saw that the sound insulation in the corridor is not very good, this kind of old building has many problems."

Yan Zhou raised his chin in Xie Yao's direction, handed the woman water and said, "I'm going to stay at a friend's house for two nights, so don't worry about it."

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere returned to suffocating silence.

At this time, the woman's cell phone rang in a timely manner. She answered the phone, said a few words, then hung up the phone, picked up the bag beside her, got up and said, "Mom has something else to do, so let's go first. You If there is any trouble, remember to call me, or you can call your uncle directly."

Xie Yao's tense shoulders relaxed, thinking that it was finally coming to an end.

The woman paused before she left, and suddenly thought of something: "Xiaoyou has contacted you recently, she is going to go abroad for a while, you usually go out to eat and have nothing to do, keep in touch with each other, wait until she goes abroad, you don't know when we meet next time When."

Yan Zhou agreed perfunctorily.

After she went out, Xie Yao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother, I should have known I was waiting for you downstairs."

Xie Yao hesitated for a while, and asked cautiously: "The atmosphere just now was really... so strange, don't you have a good relationship with your mother?"

Yan Zhou: "I am closer to my father. After my father passed away, she remarried."

Xie Yao couldn't keep asking, because he wasn't sure if Yan Zhou would hate to mention these family matters.

Especially when it comes to his father.

Yan Zhou could feel Xie Yao's caution and nervousness.

Although he usually doesn't like to talk about these things with others, he feels that Xie Yao cannot be regarded as someone else.

He is the kind of person who likes to draw boundaries, within the boundaries are his own people, outside the boundaries no matter how familiar he is, he is a stranger, and two sets of completely different standards apply.

The boundary is a deep and insurmountable gully.

Yan Zhou twisted the bridge of his nose, his voice was tired: "Do you want to ask something?"

Xie Yao: "I just want to know more about you. But it's still the same sentence, if you don't want to, forget it, I won't force it."

This sentence touched Yan Zhou, Yan Zhou took a deep breath, and said, "I haven't told you the reason why I moved here, have I?"

Xie Yao shook his head.

Yan Zhou: "After my father's accident, my mother immediately sold the original house, saying that she felt uncomfortable living in it and felt that Feng Shui was not good."

Xie Yao frowned suddenly, feeling a little unbelievable.

Yan Zhou: "She helped my stepfather buy a new house. That person stayed at home for a long time and let my mother take care of him... Anyway, I hate him, and he hates me too. He thinks I've wasted what should belong to me. his money."

Xie Yao: "So you moved out?"

Yan Zhou: "My grandma lives in the country and has nowhere else to go."

After packing up, the two went to Xie Yao's house together.

This was actually Yan Zhou's first time here, Xie Yao asked him to park the car in the garage, and when Xie Yao took the elevator to the door and took the keys, he suddenly remembered something.

When the key went into the hole, he stopped Yan Zhou with his arm: "You go in first, it will be fine soon."

He slammed the door shut and rushed into the room to start packing.

Because there is no parental management, his room is in a mess.In the kitchen, the bowls for eating in the morning haven’t been washed, the sofa is covered with a pile of clothes that have just been dried but are too lazy to put them in the closet, and the books and test papers on the desk are piled up row upon row.

Xie Yao regretted cleaning up very much, thinking that he should leave a way out for himself, and shouldn't be so anxious to let his boyfriend stay here.

But it's really not easy for Yan Zhou to continue living these two days.

When Xie Yao opened the door again, Yan Zhou saw that his boyfriend was so busy that a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his neck was slightly red from the heat.

Yan Zhou raised his eyebrows; "Did you redecorate the house after so long?"

Xie Yao: "..."

He forced a smile: "Don't ask, it's a shame to ask."

As soon as Yan Zhou entered his room, he could feel that the house was really empty, and it was more than enough for two people to live in.Xie Yao put Yan Zhou's clothes into a separate compartment in the closet, and then brought him a clean towel and toothbrush.

Yan Zhou went into his boyfriend's room and turned around, was silent for a while, then stood at the door and asked him, "Is your principle of packing things under the bed?"

Xie Yao's desk was exceptionally clean, but one of the English magazines slid down from the pile of English magazines under the bed, revealing everything.

Xie Yao raised his eyebrows, kicked the things under the bed with his feet, and said calmly, "No, you didn't see anything."

Seeing that his boyfriend was embarrassed but still pretending to be calm, Yan Zhou decided to reluctantly cooperate with his performance and asked, "So what shall we have for dinner?"

Xie Yao paused: "I have braised beef, rattan pepper chicken, sauerkraut beef, pork ribs in broth..."

Yan Zhou asked in surprise, "So many?"

Then I only heard Xie Yao continue: "... delicious instant noodles."

Yan Zhou: "..."

Yan Zhou raised his hand and pinched the back of Xie Yao's neck: "Think about what I'll give you when you come to my house, boyfriend, where's your conscience?"

Xie Yao said frankly: "Your boyfriend is a master of instant noodles, yet you ask him if he has a conscience?"

Yan Zhou walked into the kitchen, directly opened Xie Yao's refrigerator, and then fell silent.

Five bottles of fat house water, a pack of mustard, and a box of fresh eggs.

He understood that his boyfriend couldn't live a life at all.

Xie Yao leaned on the door of the refrigerator, took a bottle of fat house water, and then sincerely suggested: "Why don't we order takeaway, and go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients when we are free. Actually, if you feel embarrassed to live here, you can put My lunch bag is gone."

At the end, he added: "In the morning, you can still take me to school by car."

Yan Zhou glanced at him, and said calmly, "I don't think you want a boyfriend to live in, but you want to hire a cook and a driver."

Xie Yao didn't hide it, and said carelessly: "I don't make a choice, I want it all."

Yan Zhou even took a bottle of iced Coke.

When he used his slender and beautiful fingers to pull the pull ring, his movements were neat and unrestrained, and the condensed water droplets on the surface of the can fell on Yan Zhou's wrist, reflecting a clear light.

Xie Yao was in a daze.

After Yan Zhou drank a Coke, he found that Xie Yao was distracted, so he raised his hand and waved in front of him: "What are you thinking about?"

Xie Yao smiled: "I miss my cook and driver."

Yan Zhou pinched his boyfriend's face: "If I were your cook and driver, what would you give me, huh?"

Xie Yao grabbed Yan Zhou's hand on the side of his face, and breathed hot air into his palm, making Yan Zhou itchy: "I'll be your diner and passenger?"

Yan Zhou twirled his fingers: "You have a thick face, boyfriend."

Xie Yao followed suit and said, "I don't even look at who is used to it."

Yan Zhou: "..."

Which unlucky bastard got used to it?Oh, it was himself.

Xie Yao couldn't bear his boyfriend to eat instant noodles with him for the first time, and finally ordered a takeaway.

After eating the takeaway, he urged Yan Zhou to finish writing today's homework, and then gave him a rough explanation of the wrong questions, and asked him to analyze the cause of the mistakes.

Xie Yao threw him an empty notebook, and said strictly: "Worthy wrong questions must be recorded. You should write down the question number. I will print it out for you when I have time, and practice it again on weekends."

Yan Zhou thought a little sadly: His boyfriend really reminds him to study hard all the time.

Xie Yao's bed was bigger than Yan Zhou's, and it didn't feel too crowded to sleep two young people. Yan Zhou slept on the pillows outside the bed, mainly because he was afraid that Xie Yao's messy sleeping position would make him fall off.

Yan Zhou raised his hand to turn off the light, and as soon as he lay down, Xie Yao leaned over and climbed on his back, and sniffed his neck: "It's strange, you still smell better than me."

Yan Zhou didn't understand why Xie Yao was so obsessed with this matter, he wanted to grab Xie Yao's hand like a koala, and explained: "You can't smell your own."

Xie Yao let this go, and then remembered what happened at Yan Zhou's house before, and said in a low voice: "Brother, if you don't mind, you can treat my place as your own home."

Yan Zhou smiled: "Do you want to keep me?"

Xie Yao raised his eyebrows, and simply kept on doing nothing, and leaned into Yan Zhou's ear and said, "That's right, I want the golden house to hide the beauty."

Yan Zhou turned over, grabbed Xie Yao's wrist, lifted it over his head, and buckled it on the pillow, tightly confining him.

"I know you got that word wrong."

"I'm afraid you've got it wrong, boyfriend."