Pa is always a crybaby

When he got home, Yi Han was sitting in the living room with a cup of hot milk in his hand. His favorite variety show was playing on the TV. Normally, he would always be amused by this show, but today he couldn’t watch it. , he looked at the pile of snacks on the coffee table, and then looked down at the milk in his hand.

He remembered that about half an hour ago, Zhang Chao and he took the elevator to the garage to pick up the car. In the quiet elevator, Zhang Chao abruptly took out an individually wrapped caramel-flavored biscuit from his pocket, and looked at him expectantly: " for you."

……

Yi Han turned his head to look at President Zhang who was busy in the kitchen, with mixed feelings in his heart, especially when he saw the pink lace apron Zhang Chao was wearing around his waist, his mood was very complicated.

Zhang Chao’s usual style shouldn’t be this kind of painting, Yi Han couldn’t help imagining that Zhang Chao was sitting on the sofa, wearing a pink lace apron, watching the show while eating potato chips with orchid fingers look like.

"..."

Yi Han was frightened by his brain power, he quickly looked away and took a sip of milk, and he glanced around guiltily.

I left in a hurry this morning, so I didn't look carefully.

Zhang Chao's home is decorated in a minimalist style. There are not many furniture decorations, and the colors are simple. Most of them are black, white and gray, which is similar to the style of the owner of the house.

The house is too simple, Yi Han read it quickly.Bored, he thought about finding a book to read, so as to establish an image of an outstanding young man who loves learning and is willing to work hard in front of his boss.

There was a stack of books on the side of the coffee table, and Yi Han sat down from the sofa to the floor, with his legs crossed, and started flipping through the books.

I have to say that the books President Zhang read are really complicated. The previous one was "A Brief History of Mankind" and the next one became "Andersen's Fairy Tales".

Among these books with different styles, Yi Han was attracted by a somewhat torn booklet.

The booklet should be quite old, and the cover is a little yellowed, so Yi Han opened it carefully.

Blank.

He turned the page curiously.

What came into view was a passage of flamboyant words, and Yi Han studied carefully for a while before finally recognizing the four words "It's going smoothly."

He scratched his head and turned another page.

The words on this page are obviously correct, and Yi Han can see clearly, "Xueba, I wish you all the best in your future life, and don't forget about me when you go to university abroad."

It turned out to be a classmate record, or a high school classmate record.

Yi Han watched carefully with great interest, the corners of his mouth curled up from time to time.

That's great, if nothing happened, he would have such a classmate book full of blessings from his classmates and teachers.

About halfway through the booklet, Yi Han finished reading all the messages from his classmates. He looked up at the kitchen. It seemed that Zhang Chao's dinner would take a while.

Bored, he continued to flip through his classmates.

Originally thought that the back pages were all blank, Yi Han turned to the end only to find that the last page was actually written by someone.

This classmate is special enough!

"I like you."

Yo, it's still a confession.

……

Zhang Chao had finished cooking, and was about to call Yi Han over for dinner, but the boy who had been sitting on the sofa disappeared, and he hurried to the living room.

The boy sat cross-legged, but he was reading a book obediently.

Zhang Chao heaved a sigh of relief.

The book the boy was reading seemed to be very interesting. He read it so engrossed that he didn't even notice that there was a big living person standing beside him.

Zhang Chao lowered his head and got closer. He wanted to see what book made Xiao Han so fascinated.

"I like you."

Classmates!It's still the last page of the classmate list!

Zhang Chao snatched the classmate record from Yi Han's hand in a swish: "That, that, the rice, the rice is ready."