looking back inadvertently

On Friday, Liang He went out to work and got home earlier than usual.

He yawned, thinking about resting for a few minutes before cooking, he half-lyed on the sofa and curled his legs.

When he felt the brightness of the light and slowly opened his eyes, he forgot for a moment what time it was and why he was sleeping on the sofa. After a few seconds, he regained consciousness and looked towards the door.Shen Zhe has already entered the house.

"Why don't you go to bed and sleep?" Shen Zhe changed his shoes and walked up to him.

"I just want to lie down for a few minutes, I don't know how I fell asleep," Liang He touched his face, trying to drive away the remaining drowsiness, "I haven't made dinner yet..." He felt guilty, he came back early, what happened? Neither did.

"If you don't do it, you don't do it. You're not a child anymore. It's okay to eat later." Shen Zhe sat on the edge of the sofa, "Have you slept well, how about I do it?"

"Farewell," Shen Zhe arrived home so late, Liang He felt even more sorry for asking him to cook, "Shall we order a takeaway, or go out to eat?"

The weather is cold recently, so I don't like to move when I get home, and I don't eat out again, but this weekend, it seems good to go out for a walk.They began to think about where to eat, and they basically ate everywhere nearby; those who wanted to go further had to take a car.

Liang He's cell phone rang at this time, he glanced at the caller ID, and while searching for restaurants on the computer webpage, he answered the phone: "Hello, what are you doing?"

Wen Hao's side was in a mess, as soon as he heard it, he was outside: "Do you two want to come out to eat stewed fish in an iron pot? Zhao Zhuoyang treats you."

"What day is he treating you?"

"Isn't he the favorite to treat guests? Besides, he is broken in love and just needs warm comfort. The more people, the better!"

It's not just Zhu Yan's business.Liang He asked back: "Didn't he fall out of love long ago?"

"It used to be an open ending, but this time it's really over, Zhu Yan is married." Wen Hao seemed to change to a quieter place, "By the way, what..."

"what happened?"

"I accidentally told him about the two of you, but he didn't care, and said it was fine," Wen Hao said flatteringly, "Aren't you angry?"

"He doesn't care anymore, why am I angry?" In fact, as long as he can get the understanding of others, Liang He doesn't mind his relationship being discovered by people he knows. Everyone hopes that their sincere feelings can be presented in front of others.

"That's fine," Wen Hao urged, "Are you guys coming or not?"

"Let me ask."

Liang He covered the microphone of the mobile phone, and asked Shen Zhe in a low voice: "How about going to eat stewed fish in an iron pot with Wen Hao and the others?"

Shen Zhe also replied softly: "Okay."

"Yes," Liang He then asked Wen Hao, "Where is it?"

The shop Wen Hao mentioned is not far from here, about two or three stops by car, and it belongs to the urban village area.They have a little impression that the main body of the hotel is a small two-story building with a yard behind it. There are places in both the building and the yard, while Wen Hao and the others are in the backyard.

Originally, he was worried about whether the outdoor environment would be too cold, but when he arrived at the scene, Liang He realized that his worries were unnecessary.The small courtyard is full of seats and people are buzzing. There is a big black pot in the center of each table, which is similar to an old earthen stove pot. It is steaming and warm.

The small white building connected to the backyard has strings of small lights hanging on the outer wall, which look golden and dazzling from a distance, like vine flowers that are dyed and glow, hanging from the top, adding to the cold winter night. A soft and warm atmosphere.

Wen Hao waved at them both from afar.The lid of the pot was lifted, and the sliced ​​fish and some vegetables were soaked in the bubbling thick soup. There were a few corn tortillas on the wall of the pot, and the fragrance was overflowing when they were roasted.

"Aren't the more people the better?" Liang He asked, "Just us?"

"I wanted to call Old Dong to go shopping with his wife, but I won't come."

Different from Wen Hao's activeness, Zhao Zhuoyang slumped aside, seeing Liang He and the others approaching, he only raised his head slightly, and immediately lowered his head.

He still had that unfriendly face, but his hair was cut into a square inch, which was shorter than Liang He's.It is said that he went to the police academy because he was angry with his family and deliberately chose a path that his parents opposed the most. However, after four years, he also liked this major and went on with determination.He didn't graduate for a long time, so he was temporarily assigned to the county police station and only came back once a week.

Liang He felt that Zhao Zhuoyang was quite suitable for this job, with his ruffian temperament and courage, it was no problem to shock those hooligans and hooligans.He casually asked a few words about the other party's work and life, and most of the replies he got were within two or three words.

Liang He used to be clumsy in the face of other people's emotional hurt, and he couldn't comfort him many years ago, and he is no different now.Wen Hao said lightly about Zhu Yan, and he was with his current marriage partner in college. Zhao Zhuoyang only found out after being told...

Zhao Zhuoyang listened quietly, drinking a sip or two of beer occasionally, without any intention of interrupting at all, as if he was forcing himself to accept the reality through this almost cruel exposure.However, sulking was sulking, and he deliberately put the newly caught fish into Liang He and Shen Zhe's bowls.

"Have you eaten?" Wen Hao asked.

Liang He rolled his eyes at him: "Can I come out with you after eating?"

"It can be used as supper," Wen Hao wondered, "Are you still not eating at this late hour?"

"You didn't eat either?"

"Can we two big bachelors be the same? Besides, we've both eaten for a while."

Speaking of this, Liang He's face turned red: "I was cooking dinner, so I overslept."

"Look," Wen Hao sighed slightly, "The two old men can't guarantee three meals for their daily lives, and no one is too lazy to do it."

"Who stipulates that girls have to cook for men?" Liang He retorted unceremoniously, "It's no wonder you can't find a match for your thoughts."

Wen Hao was choked speechless.

"Pfft," Shen Zhe was eating, he choked on a sudden laugh, "cough—"

"Waiter," Liang He raised his hand, "Please add some water!"

"Aren't you still drinking?" Wen Hao and Zhao Zhuoyang ordered several bottles of beer and drank a lot.

"Shen Zhe is allergic to alcohol."

"That's it," Wen Hao suddenly realized, and looked at Shen Zhe who was choked and still grinning from ear to ear, "Is it that funny? You two just want to see me make a fool of myself!"

"It's not that we are too lazy to cook. Occasionally there are special circumstances." Shen Zhe regained his strength, and continued the previous words, "Don't tell me, the young female teachers in our school really like men who love to do housework when they are looking for a partner."

"Here we go again," Wen Hao leaned back in his chair dejectedly, "Forget it, I'd better not find a partner..."

"Yes, don't look for it!" Zhao Zhuoyang, who was depressed, suddenly yelled, "Who knows, he will be kicked someday!"

"Okay, brother," Wen Hao took the newly opened bottle from him, "You drank too much."

Zhao Zhuoyang was in a bad mood, he didn't listen to persuasion at all, and continued to pour wine into his glass.

"Forget about him," Wen Hao accepted his fate, and turned to Liang He, "What about you two, what... didn't have a proper chat afterwards, is it okay?"

"It's pretty good." Liang He glanced at Shen Zhe, who was also looking at him, "Didn't you see it all?"

"Come on, don't talk about it," Wen Hao said to himself, "This time I really became Mistress Shen."

Zhao Zhuoyang didn't know this "allusion", nor was he interested in knowing it, but both Liang He and Shen Zhe still remembered it, and they blushed at the same time when it was mentioned.

The shy reaction of the two of them made Wen Haohui misunderstand, he reconsidered, stared at Liang He and asked tentatively: "Isn't it you who are the empress?"

"what?"

"I seem to have heard—" Wen Hao seemed to have discovered a wonderful new world, "Isn't there a difference between men and men? Could it be that you were suppressed?"

Before Liang He had time to correct his misunderstanding, Shen Zhe deliberately smiled: "What do you think?"

"I don't know so much," Wen Hao scratched his head, "but—"

"But what?"

His eyes turned back and forth on the two of them, and he said firmly: "Shen Zhe looks like the one above!"

Shen Zhe almost choked again, Liang He frowned, puzzled: "Why?"

"Shen Zhe looks amazing," Wen Hao said to Shen Zhe, "During high school, I was very afraid that you would find me and make me recite the text! Then there was a time when Liang He didn't do his homework, and you stabbed Lao Luo, Liang He-"

"Shut up!" Liang He hastily interrupted.

However, Shen Zhe patted the back of Liang He's hand under the table, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with Liang He?"

Wen Hao ignored Liang He's gaze, patted the table and said, "He is howling with anger, but there is nothing he can do!"

No wonder Liang He said before that he was putting on the show, Shen Zhe's eyes implied a knowing look.Zhao Zhuoyang, who had been gloomy all night, couldn't help but started snickering.

"So," Wen Hao continued to comment, "When you two are together, Liang He must be a strict husband?"

"Get out of here," Liang He said in a tone full of tears and laughter, "What does this have to do with whether you are good or not?"

"That's right, you shouldn't be able to tell from the outside," Wen Hao was even more confused, "Then what should we do? Could it be taking turns..."

Liang He didn't intend to answer this kind of private question, he lowered his head to drink water to cover up.

Zhao Zhuoyang, who had been speechless all this time, glanced at Wen Hao contemptuously: "It's almost done, are you finished? There are still straight men here!"

"Straight men can't be curious?" Wen Hao didn't take it seriously, "Besides, I'm also a straight man, right?"

"If you go on, I'm afraid you won't be straight," Zhao Zhuoyang said coolly, without waiting for his reaction, "Remind me, if you go wrong, I'll cut off relations with you immediately, lest you get my ideas."

"Fuck me! Zhao Zhuoyang—" Wen Hao almost jumped up from his chair, "Even if I am looking for a man, I can't find you!"

As soon as the voice fell, the noisy courtyard was surprisingly quiet, and the waiters and guests at the surrounding tables looked towards them.Only then did Wen Hao realize how bright his words just now were.

Liang He and Shen Zhe, two true homosexuals, did not attract everyone's attention, but Wen Hao's "outrageous words" made everyone laugh, and he couldn't clean up even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

As for the other three, they all covered their faces with their hands, trying to pretend they didn't know this person.