flicker, then flicker

Chapter 32

Hang Zhe asked the agent to keep an eye on the house before, and the other party responded quickly.

At first, I looked at one house. The size of the house was suitable, but the inside looked a bit dilapidated due to the year-round rental. Hang Zhe struggled for two days, and finally planned to buy it first and renovate it later.I didn't want to wait for the agent to contact the landlord again, so they raised the price by 50 on the spot, and told me that I would like to buy it, and if I didn't buy it, don't stand in the queue behind.The big sister of the intermediary immediately said that your house is so popular, it should be increased by another 500 million, and it is sold every day and every month, and it is always sold and new.

Hang Zhe didn't know about it until later. After all, the elder sister was kind. Hang Zhe didn't say much. The elder sister comforted Hang Zhe on the phone, saying that she knew a regular customer, and their family had several apartments in the community. She went to help him ask Ask if there is any plan to come out.

Just last week, the eldest sister contacted Hang Zhe and said that the other party had a small three-bedroom house that he could rent out. She made an appointment to look at the house and sat down to talk if it was suitable.

When Hang Zhe saw the landlord, she was a well-dressed, gentle and decent woman. He couldn't tell her age, and estimated that she should not be much older than Hang Xiaoyun, so he pretended to call her "sister", but when they chatted later, her son was older than him Three years younger.

The house was a rough one, with good floors and units. The real estate agent even brought the contract with her. As soon as the three of them sat down, before they had time to show their respective documents, the landlord's phone rang.

She went out to answer the phone and came back, apologetically saying that the house could not be sold, because of the previous relationship, the eldest sister was embarrassed to turn her face on the spot, and asked the reason, the woman only said that her son wanted to use it, and she probably thought it was wrong So authentic, he introduced several other houses of his family to Hang Zhe.

However, the other apartment types were either too big or too small, so Hang Zhe had no choice but to express his thanks in the end.

At that time, it was just an accidental meeting, but I didn't expect that the fate was not over, and we met again a week later.

Hang Zhe thought about it carefully, and confirmed that he didn't miss anything at the time. He had the bottom line in his heart, didn't panic, and welcomed him in politely, saying that he was staying here temporarily, and Yan Ming had gone to work overtime, and asked if he wanted to call him back .

"No, I just stopped by to have a look." Yan Ming's mother didn't think much about it, she just thought it was a coincidence that Liu Xiaoyan often stayed at their house before, so it would not be surprising if there was one more person.She walked straight into Yan Ming's room, and glanced into the small room as she passed by.

There is a small bed against the wall in the room, which is usually just a decoration. It happened that Liu Xiaoyan said the day before that he would come over to play on the weekend. Yan Ming asked Hang Zhe to make the bed. Now it seems that this room has been occupied by people .

Hang Zhe remembered Liu Xiaoyan's credit in his heart, and he was glad that he took all the clothes before going into the bathroom, and didn't have to rummage through her son's closet in front of his mother's disheveled clothes.

The master bedroom was cleaned up very well. When Hang Zhe woke up, seeing the sunshine was good, he carried the quilt to the balcony. The bed was clean and smooth, and he couldn't see what the night before was like. As long as she didn't open the drawer of the bedside table on a whim, it should be Can't see the clue.

"Auntie, have you had breakfast?" Hang Zhe didn't follow in, but just stood outside the door and asked, "Do you want to have something together?"

After inspecting her son's room, Yan's mother was satisfied. When she turned around and heard Hang Zhe calling her aunt, she couldn't help laughing and said, "I called my sister when we met last time, but this time I will become an aunt. What are you going to call next time?"

...husband...mother-in-law?

Facing the [-]% similar smile and the pair of pear dimples in the same position, Hang Zhe secretly scolded himself for his bad eyesight. On the day he went to see the house, he brought a strict ID card, intending to write two years on the real estate certificate in the name of the co-owner. Personal name, if Yan Ming hadn't made a good phone call, I'm afraid he would have given it out for Yan Ming on the spot.

Yan Ming glanced at his mobile phone during overtime work, and he almost saw a heart attack at this glance. He immediately speeded up his work, and asked the leader for leave at noon, saying that he suddenly had something to do in the afternoon, and he would take the rest of the work home to do.

On the way home, I received a message from Hang Zhe, and my hanging heart sank a little. Yan Ming stood outside his house, took a deep breath and opened the door. The scene that came into his eyes looked familiar.

He finally knew what it was like to stand at the kitchen door and watch people work. He was indeed no different from a supervisor.

Yan Ming's mother was standing by the door frame, talking to Hang Zhe, when she turned her head and saw her son standing at the door like a fool, she asked strangely, "Why are you standing there? Why don't you come in quickly?"

Yan Ming stepped on the spots precisely, and when he changed his shoes and washed his hands, just in time for the last dish to be finished, the three of them huddled together at the small dining table to eat, which seemed more lively than usual.

"By the way, Mom," Yan Ming observed for a while, confirmed that the situation was safe, and asked her, "Why did you come here today?"

"I heard on the phone that you had a cold two days ago, so I came over to have a look." Yan's mother gave him a half-truth and half-fake look, "Who told you not to go home all the time."

"I'm not busy, I'm still working overtime." Yan Ming was confident.

"It's not good for your company to make you work overtime just because of your broken voice." She put some food into Yan Ming's bowl, and then turned to Hang Zhe, "I haven't asked you yet, do you also work near here?"

"It used to be around here, but now it's a freelance job." Hang Zhe replied.

"Well, then you bought a house not for work, but for marriage?"

"Mom! You're checking your household registration!" Yan Ming couldn't listen anymore, he was too clear, the next sentence should be "you look at other people, and then look at yourself, are you ashamed, are you ashamed?"

Yan's mother gave him a reproachful look, knowing that the routine had been seen through, and said displeasedly: "I asked, when you were in school, didn't you say that there was a senior who took special care of you and asked you to take it home and you didn't take it. Now When you see me, ask me what's wrong."

As soon as Hang Zhe raised his eyebrows, I said casually, is there really a senior?

After chatting and chatting, Yan Ming hurriedly sent the Buddha away, and sent him back to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Hang Zhe peeled the orange behind him and gave it to his mouth.

As soon as Yan Ming's lips touched the cool orange petals, Hang Zhe suddenly withdrew his hand: "Wait, let's talk about the senior first?"

"What senior?" Yan Ming blinked, pretending to be stupid, "Isn't it you?"

"This trick is useless." Hang Zhe flicked his eyebrows with his fingers. "Listen to your mother, there is really a senior who treats you very well, and he almost took it home."

"There is such a person." Yan Ming turned his head and continued to wash the dishes, and he didn't want the oranges. "At first I thought he was a serious person, but he told me that he liked me, and then we stopped dating."

"Why is it not a decent person to like you?" Hang Zhe said with a smile, "I think I'm pretty serious."

"It's not because of this. It's mainly because he keeps messing with me. No one else has seen him like this. Even after I rejected him, he still relentlessly approached me." Yan Ming avoided this person for a long time at that time, but today he mentioned He just remembered this, and later Liu Xiaoyan suggested that he should just put on a sack and beat him up.

"Oh, there are others." Hang Zhe caught the point.

"No," Yan Ming turned around and found that Hang Zhe didn't leave him a single orange, so he almost laughed angrily, "You can eat such a sour orange whole."

"It's not sour, it's quite sweet." Hang Zhe didn't react immediately.

After Yan Ming washed the dishes, he didn't wipe his hands, and patted Hang Zhe's face directly with his wet hands: "Liar, I smell a sour smell."

Hang Zhe pulled him closer by pressing his waist, lowered his head and licked his lips: "It's really sweet, try it."

Fearing that their mother would turn back, the two of them remembered to lock the door behind them before doing the work. After finishing the work, Yan Ming lay on the bed and didn't want to move. He felt that falling in love with such an adult was like cheating.

"Should I call you Young Master Yan?" Hang Zhe hugged him, lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, "you knew last time, didn't you, know what I did with your ID card?"

"I don't know," Yan Ming stood up suddenly, pretending to be innocent with his elbows on his shoulders, "Didn't you say to buy a plane ticket for me?"

"Well," Hang Zhe didn't expose him, "After buying the tickets, I will get a certificate for the two of us."

"The Civil Affairs Bureau can't get one for the time being, let the real estate registration office issue one first." Hang Zhe had planned well at first, but something went wrong halfway, "Anyway, they are all red books, let's make do."

"why?"

"what why?"

Yan Ming lowered his head and got closer to him, his Adam's apple moved slightly: "Why... get this certificate?"

Hang Zhe inserted his fingers into his hair, and exchanged a deep kiss with him in this position.

"I'm afraid you're worried about me leaving, and I'm even more afraid that one day you want to leave first."

In this era when marriage certificates can be withdrawn at any time, how can this kind of thing restrain emotions? The two of them knew it well but deliberately ignored it. Deep in their love, they only felt that all traces were commemorations.

The two were lying on the bed and chatting tiredly, and they didn't get up from the bed until Liu Xiaoyan knocked on the door. Hang Zhe cooked a good meal for the hero, which made Liu Xiaoyan flattered, and said without hesitation that he would eat it every week in the future. Come.

In the next half month, Hang Zhe was so busy that he went to the second-tier channel as a guest commentator, and at other times he either made videos or broadcasted live broadcasts. When he remembered, he realized that he hadn’t received a call from there for a while up.

That night, before the live broadcast, he received a call from Qi Shihan, who just said "Come to your sister quickly" and hung up.

Yan Ming went out with him, and the road was still a bit blocked at this point. When waiting for the red light, Yan Ming asked him if he knew what it was. Hang Zhe actually had a bad guess in his mind, but he finally shook his head.

"Why are you more serious than me?" Hang Zhe saw that he was not smiling, and stretched out his hands to pinch his face, "Smile."

"I can't laugh," Yan Ming slapped his hands away, "Then no one is serious, I don't say the whole thing, I don't know if others will worry."

"Nothing will happen, don't worry." Hang Zhe thought for a while, and then asked one more sentence, "No matter who you see or hear in a while, don't talk to me, and if Qi Shihan goes crazy, help him I grab him."

The two rushed to the place, and in the huge living room, the four of them divided into three groups, occupying three parts of the room.

Qi Shihan sat near the door and showed no expression when he saw the two of them. Hang Xiaoyun sat at the dining table with a serious expression on his face.

There were two people sitting on the sofa in the middle, and the older one smiled enthusiastically when he saw the visitor.

"It's really not easy for me to see my son."

The author has something to say: Art: Milk Dog

Hang Zhe: wolf dog

Qi Shihan: Mad Dog

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Qi Shihan:? ? ?