stonecrandall Chapter 192, waiting for you
Chapter 192, waiting for you
He also said no, Zhou Xing muttered in his heart, but he didn't dare to really say this.
He picked up another helmet and put it on his own head, took the boy's hand and put it on his waist, and said, "Hold it, don't fall for a while."
It was still very cold and windy during Chinese New Year. There were cars coming and going on the road. A motorcycle was running on the road. There were two people sitting in the car. waist.
Feeling the hands around his waist, the corners of Zhou Xing's mouth curled into a smile, thinking that no matter how cold it was, this trip was worth it...
The car went back downstairs to the apartment where they lived, parked the car, and the two of them went upstairs together.
The things in the house seemed to be the same as when he left last time. Seeing the two gloves thrown on the sofa, Qiao Minglang turned his head and asked the person who came in behind him, "Didn't you live at home during the Chinese New Year?"
"I'm back. I went back and stayed for two nights. It's boring at home. I came back here two days ago." Zhou Xing sat down on the armrest of the sofa, picked up the two gloves thrown on it, and put them on on the table next to it.
He stayed at home for two days during the Chinese New Year, but he really didn't want to live there, so he ran back to live here alone.
I didn't feel anything when I was alone here before.Now that he is alone here, and there is one less person in the room, he feels something is wrong, especially at night when he sleeps alone on the bed, unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning.
Qiao Minglang sat down on the sofa, stared at Zhou Xing, and asked, "Are you and your family okay?" Only this reason can explain why Zhou Xing always doesn't like to go home, and would rather live outside than go home.
"That's right." Zhou Xing sat down on the sofa, met the boy's eyes, half of his mouth curled up, and there was a sarcastic smile on his face.
Normally, he might not be willing to mention his family affairs to the young man. Since the young man asked again, he felt that there was no need for him to keep hiding it, so he told the young man about the family affairs, "My parents Divorce, the little wife my dad married again, I don't have a good relationship with them. "
"My grandfather is still at home, and I usually go back to see him."
"Oh, that's it." Qiao Minglang looked at Zhou Xing's indifferent expression, knowing that this person actually cared about his family members, so he persuaded him: "After all, that is your father, if we can get along well, You still get on well with them."
"You don't understand." Zhou Xing shook his head, he would never forgive the man who betrayed their family.
But these things, he is not willing to talk to the boy any more.
Thinking of the New Year's Eve, everyone is celebrating the New Year happily as a family, but Zhou Xing is alone in this room.If he had known that Zhou Xing was unwilling to go home, he might have brought this person home with him. Qiao Minglang didn't even notice that there was a ripple in his heart.
Standing up from the sofa, Qiao Minglang walked in the direction of the kitchen. Seeing that the table was clean and empty, he asked, "You live here alone, what do you eat?"
At this time, most of the restaurants in the city were closed. He remembered that this person couldn't cook, and he really didn't know what he could eat if he stayed alone in this room for two days.
"I can cook noodles by myself, don't look down on me, I can still cook noodles." Zhou Xing felt a sense of being looked down upon by others, he reached out and grabbed the boy's hand, and went to the refrigerator in the corner, Pretending to open the door of the refrigerator, he turned to look at the young man and said, "You are watching."
Qiao Minglang didn't know when there was an extra refrigerator here, and he saw that the refrigerator was full of all kinds of vegetables.
"How is it, amazing?" Zhou Xing looked like he was about to praise me, and continued to open the freezer, which contained all kinds of frozen meat and fish, and said, "The refrigerator was ordered years ago. The day you left Someone delivered it. The vegetables I went to buy yesterday, how can they be delicious today."
There is also a refrigerator outside that contains beverages and water. The refrigerator is relatively small and can't hold many dishes. He brought such a big guy back.
"Are you here waiting for me?" Qiao Minglang asked as the veins on his forehead twitched seeing the refrigerator full of things.
"Hey, no more. Didn't you agree to come back today? Anyway, we have to cook and eat. I went to buy the food in advance, so that we don't have to go out to buy it when the time comes. Look how windy it is outside. "Master Zhou's explanation is very reasonable.
Qiao Minglang felt that he couldn't find a reason to refute.
Seeing that it was almost noon, Zhou Xing asked, "What shall we have for lunch?"
He took out a box of prawns from the refrigerator, each with a big slap, and asked: How about eating this prawn, I bought it this morning, and the boss said it was fresh. "
"There's also meat and chili. Let's make fried meat with chili, scrambled eggs with tomato, and shrimp, and make a soup."
Two people eat three dishes and one soup, how much do you want to order?Qiao Minglang glanced at Zhou Xing, saw Zhou Xing's look of anticipation, and remembered that this person hadn't had a full meal during the Chinese New Year, so he finally softened his heart.
"If you want to eat any food, you just take the food and put it on the table. I'll come and make lunch for you when I go to the bathroom." After saying that, Qiao Minglang went out.
Zhou Xing glanced at the young man's back and smiled secretly. It seems that it's okay to pretend to be pitiful at the right time, at least he can successfully get a meal.
Chili, meat, prawns, tomato and eggs...
Take out the things one by one, put them on the table, and wait for someone to come and cook for him.
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When Qiao Minglang came from the bathroom, he saw the things on the table, rolled up his sleeves, took the pot to wash, put a little water in it, opened the rice bag, scooped three spoonfuls of rice in, turned his head and asked Zhou Xing, "Is that enough?"
"Put more, we can have dinner if we can't finish it." Zhou Xing felt that there was only so much rice, and the cooked rice was not enough, so he grabbed the spoon from Qiao Minglang's hand, and scooped several spoonfuls of rice into the bag.
"Enough is enough, Zhou Xing, you are really..." Qiao Minglang looked at the rice in the pot, which was full of water, and he couldn't put it back even if he wanted to put the rice wetted by water. With a headache, he said: "This pot is so small, how can it cook so much rice? Isn't it a waste if you put so much rice?"
"Waste it?" Zhou Xing felt that it was not a waste at all, "Don't waste it, just take it out if there is too much."
"..." Qiao Minglang felt that this question did not make sense to Zhou Xing, so he took a while to explain to Zhou Xing how to put the rice, how to put the water, how much rice can be cooked in a spoonful of rice, and how much rice can be filled in this pot. How much rice can be eaten.
Raising his eyelids, he glanced at the suddenly enlightened person and asked, "Do you understand?"
"Well, I see." Zhou Xing thought to himself, but he just didn't understand.
"Then I'll let you cook the rice next time."
"..."
Then the two of them cook together, Qiao Minglang is in charge of the main tasks, and Zhou Xing follows along doing chores, washing vegetables, passing dishes, etc...
Not long after, three dishes and one soup were ready, Zhou Xing brought the dishes outside, while Qiao Minglang was still inside cleaning up the dirty kitchen, picking up the fallen rubbish into the trash can.
"Leave it for a while before tidying up. The food will be cold in a while." Zhou Xing took the dishes out, and when he came over and saw the young man was still tidying up the things in the kitchen, he said.
"You go and eat first, I'll do it." Qiao Minglang said without raising his head, wiping the water on the table with a rag in his hand.
"Don't clean it up, let me do it later, you go to dinner with me first." Zhou Xing waited impatiently, and came to hold the boy's hand.Seeing that it was almost done, Qiao Minglang washed his hands and went out with this person.
"Eat, eat, I'm starving to death."
Zhou Xing even forgot how long it had been since he had a decent meal. The food at Zhou’s house was rich every day, but no matter how rich the food was, he felt that he couldn’t eat it in front of the people in that room. Go in, don't know what to eat.
After returning here, I can't cook by myself, and the noodles I cook are all mushy.Most of the restaurants outside were closed at this time, and he didn't want to drive there alone because it was too far away.
Two days ago, I went to meet a few of his good friends. We all had a meal together, and he came back here when he came back.
"Well, delicious, delicious, really delicious." As soon as he picked up the chopsticks, Zhou Xing couldn't stop eating.
Seeing Zhou Xing take a few mouthfuls, it was just a bowl of rice, and then he took a few mouthfuls, and it was another bowl of rice, the speed of eating was as if someone was grabbing him.Seeing that this person was going to fill the third bowl of rice, Qiao Minglang hurriedly grabbed the person's hand and said, "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."
"Okay, okay, I understand, don't hold my hand." Zhou Xing said that his hand was being pulled, and he couldn't even pretend to pretend to be a meal.
Only then did Qiao Minglang let go of the man's hand and said, "Eat slowly."
"Yeah, I got it." Before eating two bowls of rice, Zhou Xing slowed down his eating speed this time, and asked about Qiao Minglang's New Year at home, "Your house must be very lively."
"It's okay for everyone to eat together," Qiao Minglang said.
The action of picking up vegetables stopped, Zhou Xing turned his head to look at the boy, and asked, "I will go back with you when the Chinese New Year is next year."
"..." Qiao Minglang paused while eating, glanced at Zhou Xing, and said in a flat tone: "We'll talk about next year's affairs next year, and eat."
Does that mean there is something to be said for this matter?Zhou Xing felt that if he worked harder, this matter would surely be accomplished.
When I was in a good mood, I ate two more bowls of rice.
Looking at the empty rice in the pot, Qiao Minglang fell silent.