Mosaic

In many cases, the simpler a person is, the more he can tell whether something is important or not.

In Ye Erke's world, no matter what Qiu Ci says is alarmist, it is not as convincing as Chu Han's face-to-face sincerity.

What's more, sexual orientation is a matter of personal freedom, and it has nothing to do with whether he is worthy of being a friend.

Therefore, after a few days of ordinary life calmed down, that little disturbance became much more indifferent.

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On the day Ye's mother Xia Yan drove to Dongchuan City, the weather became clearer as the early summer approached. As usual, she first invited her son to have a big meal, bought him two new clothes, and then In the hotel, I couldn't bear to ask: "Take me to the house you rented to see, since I was a child, I didn't have a heart, I was cheated by someone, there are many ways to rent a house."

Ye Erke had no choice but to pat his head and lead her all the way to the old house. When he entered the door, he said solemnly: "Keep your voice down, the elder brother who lives with me is a painter and needs to be quiet."

"I know, you need to talk too much?" Xia Yan rolled her eyes, looked up and saw that the windows were clean and the furniture was brand new, and then she breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not bad, it's more spacious than our house."

Ye Erke proudly said, "That's right, I'm such a reliable person, and renting a house is also very reliable."

Xia Yan looked at her son with a smile, and suddenly heard the sound of the door opening upstairs, so she looked up.

It turned out that the fresh and elegant Chu Han came out, approaching and saying hello: "You are Ye Erke's mother, right? Welcome, he has been looking forward to your coming for a long time."

Ye Erke was very aware of how much he weighed, and he was almost scared to pee when he stayed by the side. He was afraid that he would say something wrong and let his mother see the truth.

Fortunately, Chu Han behaved as decently as possible, and praised with a slight smile: "You are so young, I don't even know what to call you."

Ye Erke hurriedly interrupted: "Don't give my mother the ecstasy soup, or she will become smug again."

Xia Yan stretched out her hand and pinched her son's face: "How do you talk? You're so old and still not in shape."

Then he asked Chu Han again: "Er Ke said you are a painter?"

Chu Han is modest: "It's just a cartoonist, a craft, just chatting for a living."

Xia Yan nodded and taught her son a lesson: "Look, the more extraordinary a person is, the more low-key he is, unlike you who are bluffing and bragging all day long."

Ye Erke struggled in a low voice: "I don't."

Xia Yan smiled: "From now on, my son, please take care of me, he is young and ignorant, if there is any offense when getting along with him on weekdays, please forgive him more, and Erke is honest, he should speak clearly to him directly. Just say it, the more oblique it is, the more confused he will be."

Chu Han smiled deeper: "Yes, I remember."

Ye Erke let out a long sigh beside him, feeling that every minute his mother was here was like torture to him.

After exchanging pleasantries, Xia Yan still had no intention of leaving, and walked towards the kitchen: "Oh, it's rare to come, so I'll cook some food for you. Are there any ingredients here? Son, accompany me to the supermarket."

Every time Chu Han goes out, it is as difficult as getting the sun to rise from the west.

But today he was very generous: "It just so happens that I want to go shopping too, so I'll go with you."

Let this man and his mother get along alone, and Ye Erke's imaginary scenes can be made into a series. He hurriedly joined in the fun and said, "Let's go together. I'll take time off to accompany my mother."

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From this development, it finally became a scene where three generations shop harmoniously in the supermarket, go home to learn cooking skills, and sit at the table to celebrate the evening.

Xia Yan's craftsmanship is better than her son's by more than 01:30, and the dishes on the table are full of color, fragrance and taste.

Chu Han deliberately took out the red wine given by his friend: "This is not bad, drink less and taste it."

Xia Yan had a very good impression of Chu Han, and she said with a sigh of relief: "Hey, Erke just started working, and I can feel relieved to have a roommate like you accompanying him. You said the society is so chaotic now, this kid is alone It’s windy and rainy outside, and when I’m at home, I can’t fall asleep whenever I see some social news.”

"The hearts of parents are always like this. In fact, he is very sensible and capable." Chu Han comforted.

Ye Erke peeped at the big brother's dog-like behavior from the side, curled his lips secretly, and began to eat sullenly.

Chu Han said to Xia Yan again: "If you are free, you are welcome to come to Dongchuan City more often. Even if he doesn't have time to accompany you, just contact me."

Xia Yan said: "How dare you? I'm so excited to disturb your work today. Come, let's eat vegetables."

The liveliness of the kitchen suddenly increased a bit because of the delicious food.

Chu Han looked at Xia Yan who kept bringing food to her son, and vaguely recalled her mother who was about to be blurred in the depths of her memory. Don't smile very gently, but also very lonely.

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Compared with the dog friends enjoying family happiness, Wang Jia has been much more miserable these days.

The farce of his inexplicable breakup with Shen Ni obviously alarmed the family. How could the totally non-vegetarian grandmother let her grandson evade the responsibility of getting married and having children?Immediately, he found a rich lady who was fat, swallows and thin, and the blind date scenes were constantly arranged, which made Wang Jia's head burnt out.

On this day, he was forced to go to the restaurant on the top floor of a certain hotel. He rolled eighteen eyes secretly before finding a seat and sitting down. He said to the pure and lovely girl in front of him, "Hello, I am Wang Jia. waited."

The girl is well dressed and has a beautiful smile: "I just arrived, I ordered a pot of black tea, what would you like to eat?"

Wang Jia waved his hand: "I ate it, you can order what you eat, is your name Qiu Dai?"

The girl nodded. Although she was very young, she was obviously familiar with socializing, and soon patiently asked about Wang Jia's study, work, family affairs, personal hobbies and other information.

Wang Jia was so quarreled that he doubted his life, and he didn't understand how being close to such a girl was better than being with Shen Ni.

His casual answer was even more foolish than usual, he insisted on eating and drinking several desserts, and finally touched his stomach and said: "Well, it's getting late, I have to go back to my dad's company to be busy, you eat slowly, I invite you you."

Qiu Dai was still sipping the steak, she was startled when she heard the words: "Ah? So anxious...let's sit for a while longer."

Wang Jia couldn't hold back and said: "Hey, sister, don't waste your time. If I want to get married early, do I need someone to introduce you? Can you use your energy to choose a wealthy son-in-law on someone else? In my case What's the point of wasting time?"

Qiu Dai's tutor is obviously very good, and she couldn't help showing sullen expression when she heard him say this: "I just got to know you, why are you talking like this? It's like I have some intentions for you."

Wang Jia said: "Of course you have no plans for me. How could such a rubbish person like me get into Miss Qiu's eyes? But I don't know if you have plans for my family's money. Otherwise, why are you so young when you are just right? Go on a blind date with a dude like me?"

Qiu Dai was robbed by him, and her complexion became even uglier. Coupled with the curious looks from the nearby guests, she was forced to lower her head with a blushing face.

Taking advantage of the situation, Wang Jia called the waiter, swiped his credit card, and left as if fleeing.

Tears rolled in Qiu Dai's eyes a few times, she finally picked up the phone unhappily, choked up and complained after connecting: "Sister, that person is too much..."

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It's not the first time Wang Jia has done such unqualified treatment of the opposite sex. Of course, he doesn't believe what will happen to him because of this. He just feels relieved and happy.

As a result, when he walked to the lobby of the hotel, he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind, and then a female voice shouted: "Wang Jia, stop!"

Wang Jia was confused, turned around and saw a long-haired, long-legged elder sister rushing towards him, and immediately froze: "Ah, are you calling me?"

"Who else but you? Why do you talk to my sister like that, do you think she is willing to see you? What you do is just to reassure your parents!" The beautiful sister scolded him harshly.

Wang Jia is seldom overwhelmed by others, and immediately retorted impatiently: "No matter why she came on a blind date, she will be considered unlucky to meet me anyway."

The pretty sister's mouth twitched.He stretched out his hand and slapped him vigorously on the face: "Okay, you will be unlucky if you run into me!"

That loud bang completely stunned Wang Jia.

He touched his face and took half a step back, and suddenly became exasperated: "You..."

"What are you? I have practiced judo, if you are not convinced, you can try it." The beautiful sister snorted.

No matter how insane Wang Jia was, it was impossible for him to fight with a woman in public, so he could only say with a pale face for Tie Tie: "You will regret it!"

"It's my business not to regret it in the future, so I don't need you to talk nonsense." She threw a business card over, with a merciless attitude: "If you are beaten to a mentally retarded today, you are welcome to come to the hospital for treatment. If you want to take revenge, I will give it to you by the way." In other words, don't appear in front of my sister in the future, you can't even match her with a single finger!"

After finishing speaking, he walked to the elevator with his bag on his back, apparently to pick up the aggrieved Qiu Dai.

Wang Jia's face was still in pain, and he looked down at the business card depressed, and found that this sister was Qiu Zi, an ophthalmologist in charge, and couldn't help but frowned, falling into strange contemplation.

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Accompanied by Chu Han, Ye Erke sent Xia Yan back to the hotel, and then the two hailed a car to go home.

He held back for a long time, and while waiting, he took the opportunity to ask: "It's strange that you are so enthusiastic today. You usually don't want to talk to people or go out. Why..."

Chu Han said calmly: "Don't you just want your mother to be at ease? You have to do everything thoroughly. This time she is happy, right?"

Ye Erke snorted: "I have to pretend to be like a tree facing the wind... It made her look down on me even more, and I will have to nag in the future."

Chu Han smiled lightly: "Thank you for the compliment."

Ye Erke took half a step back: "I didn't praise you."

As a result, the phone rang just as soon as he finished speaking, and just at that moment the reserved car arrived. Chu Han opened the back door for Ye Erke in a very gentlemanly manner, watched him slip in while talking on the phone, and then sat beside him.

Er Ke held up his mobile phone with a look of surprise on his face: "What are you talking about, Brother Jia? Is there something wrong with you? Me? What can I say? Can you listen to me if I say no?"

He can always describe a very small thing vividly, which is really interesting.

Chu Han stared indifferently, and after the call was over, he showed curiosity.

Ye Erke showed the expression of seeing a ghost: "Wang Jia fell in love with a sister ten years older, is he sick?"

"Are you lovesick?" Chu Han smiled indifferently, looked out the window at the golden street scene, and said after a while, "You and your friends really flock together."

"Huh?" Ye Erke was stunned, and after a while he seemed to suddenly realize that he opened his eyes wide in fright and asked, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm—"

"Well, straightforward." Chu Han answered the words with disdain, as if he was talking about the Arabian Nights, without seriousness.