flicker, then flicker

Chapter 38

The taxi was speeding all the way, and the scenery outside the window was changing. After Hang Zhe did a few tricks, the driver rushed from the airport to his house, put him down and drove away in a hurry.

Hang Zhe suspected that the driver could read minds. Knowing that he was willing to return to his heart, he drove the car on a rampage. With a clockwork on the roof, it could take off immediately.

When he got home, Hang Zhe put down his luggage and checked the refrigerator first. Dumplings, steamed buns, golden cakes, chicken, beef and sardines were all available in a variety of styles, but unfortunately they were all quick-frozen.

He stood for a while and decided to go to the supermarket to buy some fresh vegetables later.

The quilt on the bed in the bedroom is still in the lifted position. While tidying up the bed, Hang Zhe imagined the appearance of someone staying in bed and getting out of bed with messy hair a few hours ago, thinking like being scratched by a cat's paw, flowing out It's not blood, it's overflowing miss.

After finishing the room, Hang Zhe was about to change into clothes and go out when he heard the doorbell ring.

The person who knocked on the door held the key in his hand, and he obviously planned to "be polite first and then serve as soldiers".

Hang Zhe was stunned when he saw the person coming, and quickly took two steps back to let people in first.

"Auntie, why are you here?" Hang Zhe saw a bunch of keys in her hand, and was surprised why she didn't open the door directly.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Yan Ming's mother raised the corners of her lips slightly at him, and explained with a smile: "After all, there is one more person living now, I'm afraid it would be inconvenient to come in directly."

These words are powerful, ordinary people only listen to them as polite words, but in the ears of those who have ghosts in their hearts, they become the overtones that touch people's hearts.

Hang Zhe brought people in, and watched her walk around a small place like patrolling a territory.

... The mother-in-law is so sensitive, I'm afraid this year will be difficult.

The house was cleaned up by Hang Zhe. Since Yan Ming's mother came once, the two tacitly kept the bed in the small room. Hang Zhe thought he had no flaws. Anyone who looked at it would think that this place is shared by two people and sleeps alone. One room is sleeping, and the other areas are shared.

Yan Ming's mother looked around and looked at the tidy and clean room, her guess became a little more certain. She knew the son she had raised for more than 20 years.

Her son has been served by others since he was a child, how can he clean up the house so diligently?The hardworking one is probably his "roommate".As a mother, she needs to knock on the door to enter a strict room. Can her son allow his "roommate" to enter and exit his room at will?

After walking around, she returned to the living room table and sat down, maintaining her usual elegant and dignified sitting posture with her back straightened, as if she was preparing for the next negotiation.

Hang Zhe poured a glass of water and put it in front of her. Seeing that she was about to speak but was interrupted by a phone call, she held the water glass in both hands after answering the phone, and asked Hang Zhe sincerely if she was hiding something.

He kept a lot of secrets, Hang Zhe thought about it, but the other party didn't urge him, but just looked at him seriously, as if he wanted to see him thoroughly.

"Then let me change the question." Yan Ming's mother came prepared, and she prepared a stomach full of soft or hard words, and if the question failed, she asked again, "I heard from you and the agent before that you need to write the names of two people when buying a house. Do I know the person I want to write about?"

The question was too sharp. Hang Zhe was still hesitating and weighing it just now. Maybe he thought too much. The second question killed his little hope.

Hang Zhe bit his head and nodded, realizing in his heart that he had abducted his son, and he would have to pass this test sooner or later.

--"Aunt……"

——"How long have you been like this?"

What Hang Zhe wanted to say was interrupted, and he replied instead: "Almost half a year."

"Half a year, that's just right," Yan's mother breathed a sigh of relief, "It won't be too sad to separate now."

"I'm sorry, Auntie," Hang Zhe shook his head without thinking, "I can't promise you."

Knowing that these words are useless, it may be the best policy to agree on the surface, but Hang Zhe still can't do it. He believes that if Yan Ming is sitting here today, he will have the same attitude.

"We are sincere... It may be difficult for you to understand," Hang Zhe explained with difficulty, "but we are like ordinary couples, we decide to be together because we love each other, and we will not separate easily when we are together."

The air is full of entanglement. What Hang Zhe said was the most sincere and sincere words in his heart, so why not the other one? They are thinking of the same person in their hearts, but they are destined not to be fulfilled at the same time. To make the one they care about sad...

"Young man," Yan Ming's mother closed her eyes, the calm expression on her face was almost unstoppable, "Auntie didn't mean to make things difficult for you, but if you are a girl, you also look like... tall, or something else , I definitely don’t have this attitude today.”

"You two boys, how difficult the future will be, have you ever thought about it? I know, you seem to have an idea in your heart, you may think that I think too much and I am worrying unnecessarily... In short, no matter what you think, I know Tell you my attitude, I don't agree with this."

"Listen to Auntie, while the relationship is not deep, let's break it up early."

"It won't take long for you to forget about each other and get back on the right track."

Hang Zhe couldn't see anything on his face, and Yan's mother thought that these words would not have much effect, so she could only try to present the facts: "I don't know if Mingming told you about his last relationship."

Hang Zhe's heart shuddered, it really didn't happen.

"I don't know when we talked, maybe it was in high school. I only know that the breakup time was probably the summer vacation of his sophomore year. He was in a very wrong situation at that time. He seemed to have lost his soul all day long. He didn't Said, it’s not easy for me to ask, and I have to pretend that I don’t know how to make him happy, and it’s hard to be a mother.” Yan’s mother said with sadness in her voice, “He is unhappy, but I can’t help him as a mother. ...But fortunately, he came out later."

"So young people, there is nothing difficult. It is a short-term pain for you to be separated now. Listen to Auntie, this road is not easy to walk. Don't embarrass yourself, just turn around."

These words are heart-pounding, this matter has been in her heart for several years, and now she can finally talk about it, and why she is so sensitive this time is really because Yan Ming's last lovelorn made her suspicious, and Yan's mother also Tangled and sad, if there is another way, how can she be willing to let her son break his heart again.

Hang Zhe was moved when he heard it, he thought of the notebook he saw that day, and Yan Ming's vague temptation to him when they didn't meet, this man obviously didn't come out.

"He was sad at that time, wasn't he..." Hang Zhe was made uncomfortable by the picture he imagined, and his heart ached.

Seeing his reaction, Yan's mother suddenly thought of something, and looked at him in disbelief: "Last time, was it you too?"

"it's me."

With a bang, the cup in Yan's mother's hand slammed heavily on the table, "Then what do you mean now, do you want to do it again?!"

"No, we had a little misunderstanding last time." Hang Zhe didn't care about the cup and table, and hurriedly explained, "I was..."

"I don't want to hear the reason," Yan's mother was glad that the other party gave such a good reason, and knew in her heart that she was being unreasonable. "Since this is the case, I can't agree to it. Anyway, you have broken up once, once you are born and you are acquainted, so break up as soon as possible." , and each went back to the right path.”

After finishing speaking, she didn't look at Hang Zhe, got up and walked to the door, and finally said: "In short, I hope you break up as soon as possible, and don't tell Mingming that I have been here."

...You are embarrassing me.

After Yan's mother left, Hang Zhe sat alone at the table for a long time, until his stomach growled suddenly, and he remembered that it was time to go shopping.

The phone rang at the right time, Hang Zhe took out the phone, it was Zhong Rui.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Rui was talking nonsense, as soon as he heard it, he knew there was nothing serious about it.

"Nothing, what's the matter?" Hang Zhe replied.

"Then come out to play, our team is here, Chang Nian and Art are thinking about you."

Someone retorted mercilessly from a distance: "I don't, he still misses me."

"I'm not going, I..." Hang Zhe was overwhelmed by the matter, and just wanted to hold his wife at home to get bored.

"What did you say?" Zhong Rui didn't hear clearly, so he switched the phone to the other ear, "Why does your voice sound wrong, did your sister-in-law kick you out of bed last night? Or are you not full... what are you doing ?”

Hang Zhe heard a soft ringing, and the person on the other end of the phone changed.

"Brother Yue," said Art, "come on, I haven't seen you for a long time, they will go home after today's gathering."

It's true that Hang Zhe hasn't seen them for a while. He's been very busy recently, and he's made a lot of money. He knows that Zhong Rui's reputation has come here to some extent. Ever since Zhong Rui jumped out of the anchor circle to become a coach, many "Nomi" "They had nowhere to go, so they joined "Moon Cake" instead, and some of the programs that Zhong Rui was supposed to be on were also transferred to him.

In the end, Hang Zhe went anyway. As soon as he sat down, Zhong Rui approached stealthily and told him that his sister-in-law would come over after work.

Hang Zhe nodded to show that he knew. Zhong Rui saw that this man was really worried, so he couldn't help gossiping with him: "What's the matter, Brother Yue? Did you really kick my sister-in-law out of bed?"

Hang Zhe glanced at him: "it's more serious than this, you should guess more boldly."

"That's you... can't you? No way, Brother Yue, you have practiced before, and you have so many equipment at home to scare people? This is not sure what to do after my sister-in-law."

Hang Zhe really wanted to open his mind to see if there were any serious things left in it, he frowned, and said irritably, "It's the mother-in-law who I can't figure out!"

"Hey——" the exclamation changed in Zhong Rui's mouth, and Zhong Rui finally realized, "God knows?"

Hang Zhe nodded.

"Fuck, what the hell, it's finally your turn."

It was a tragedy for Zhong Rui to come out of the closet back then, and I have to thank Hang Zhe for talking about it. When Zhong Rui asked his uncle to help Hang Zhe, by mistake, his family mistakenly thought that his partner was Hang Zhe, the one surnamed Dong Huo didn't stand up for the first time, and in the end it was Hang Zhe who carried a lot of artillery fire for him.

"I don't have any useful experience to help you with this matter." Zhong Rui patted him on the shoulder, "I can only pray for you in my heart."

Hang Zhe poured down two bottles of beer, and his stomach, which had been neglected for most of the day, immediately became fussy. He felt a stomachache while sitting, like needle pricks.

He touched Zhong Rui's arm: "Take a cigarette."

Zhong Rui's eyes widened, and he complained, "You asked me for cigarettes as soon as you quit smoking?"

Hang Zhe was impressed by his genius logic: "If I want to quit smoking, can I ask you?"

"I quit too." Zhong Rui looked away, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

Hang Zhe knew him well. When this man raised his eyelids, Hang Zhe even knew how many times he would roll his eyes.

He pondered back and forth a few times to figure it out, and looked at Art on the other side of the sofa in admiration, you kid can do it.

The author has something to say: Zhong Rui (mysterious): Let me teach you a trick.

Hang Zhe (half-believing): Say.

Zhong Rui (with bright eyes): Seeing Yan Ming's mother, he knelt down while serving tea and called mother-in-law!

Hang Zhe (very admired): Did you use this trick back then?

Zhong Rui (waves his hands again and again): Just kidding, when I knelt down, I called my mother-in-law!

Hang Zhe (=______=): Your understanding of these two titles may be a bit off...