together for a moment

"Yimu, you didn't come home last night?" Xiaopei's voice came out of the microphone, stabbing him in the heart.

Zhao Yimu suddenly had thousands of thoughts running in his head. He wanted to tell the truth about staying at Nick's house last night, but he is usually indifferent and nosy. Excuse me, staying at someone's house is not like what he would do.

It’s better to say frankly that Xiao Du is the backpacker Nick he met in India before, but the frankness is time-sensitive, and you may not recognize it for a while when you first meet, and it’s too strange that you didn’t recognize him after looking at the room for two, three or four times. Recognized at this time?

"I was at home last night, what's wrong?" Zhao Yimu decided to tell a harmless lie after some ideological struggle.

"I called your phone last night and turned it off, but no one answered when I called at home," Xiaopei said in a reproachful tone, "I was worried all night, thinking that something happened to you driving home."

"It's nothing," Zhao Yimu comforted her, "It's just that the phone is out of battery. I was watching the case with earphones on in my room last night. Maybe I didn't hear the phone in the living room."

"It's fine," Xiao Pei undoubtedly accepted the remark, and changed the subject, "Next week for the Mid-Autumn Festival, I want to bring some gifts to your house to express my heart."

"No need?" Zhao Yimu knew that Xiaopei wanted to buy something for her mother, as a prospective daughter-in-law.

"I still have to do the etiquette that should be done. By the way, I have dinner with Uncle Zhang's next door. It's lively." Xiao Pei said cheerfully.

"Okay then, tonight when my mother comes back from grandma, I'll tell her about it." Zhao Yimu said.

"Auntie will be very happy." Xiaopei said with a smile.

Sure enough, as Xiaopei expected, Tang Qing was very happy that she could come to celebrate the festival together. He said that they would be a family in the future and didn't need to see outsiders. He went to invite Uncle Zhang from the opposite door and asked him and his son and daughter-in-law to have dinner that day.

On the afternoon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he and Xiaopei also made an appointment to see the house. After the solar terms enter autumn, the temperature fluctuations are unpredictable. It is still hot at noon, making people unbutton their sleeves. In this season, allergies and coughs are indispensable.

Everything has been back on track since the day we talked about it. Although Zhao Yimu didn't tell Xiaopei that he already knew Nick, there is no need to worry about it anymore. In addition, after a few house inspections, everyone has become familiar with each other. It's not surprising that they seem like friends. They added WeChat to each other to facilitate contact.

"Ah chirp" Zhao Yimu had already sneezed three times, Nick stopped while introducing the house, and asked politely and concerned: "Brother Zhao, are you okay, did you catch a cold?" Under Zhao Yimu's insistence, Nick said to He finally changed his address from Mr. Zhao, who refused people thousands of miles away, to Big Brother Zhao.

"It's just an allergy, it happens in this season, you know..." I was panting, and the words almost blurted out, but fortunately he reacted quickly and changed his words, "You also know... cold air is especially uncomfortable for people with nose allergies .”

"It's better to keep your mouth and nose warm," Nick smiled, grabbed the side bag and took out a scarf for him: "Do you want to wear it?"

Zhao Yimu was stunned when he saw the scarf. It was the same style and different colors they bought in India. His was black, and Nick's was orange.

"Huh? Yi Mu, do you have a scarf that looks like this?" Xiao Pei tilted his head and thought for a while.

"I have a black one." Zhao Yimu said calmly.

"This is a souvenir that my friend bought back from a trip abroad. He said that the orange color suits me," Nick smiled awkwardly before quickly changing the subject, "I'll take the two of you to the master bedroom."

Later, when Xiaopei went to the bathroom, Nick scratched his head and whispered apologetically, "I'm sorry, I just took out the scarf without thinking too much."

"It's nothing, don't think too much," Zhao Yimu didn't care, "Many people have this kind of basic scarf."

"That's good," Nick heaved a sigh of relief, thinking about it and laughing again: "We are obviously fine, why did it look like an affair."

"Really," Zhao Yimu also laughed when he said this, "You still have to work during the holidays?"

"That's what I saw when I saw the room," Nick turned his neck and stretched his waist, "I'm going to play the piano for the banquet venue of the upper class tonight, ah, I hope I can grab some food."

"The work you contracted is really varied." Zhao Yimu stretched out his hand and pinched the back of his neck.

"A small amount makes a lot of money. It's better to have a big money at the banquet. I don't want to choose a man or a woman." Nick said jokingly with his head up and his eyes closed.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhao Yimu frowned and squeezed him hard, with a hint of warning, "The people who meet in that kind of situation are not good people."

"Hey," Nick glared at him in pain, "You're overgeneralizing, maybe there really are such rich, powerful and affectionate people?"

"You are so naive and romantic," Zhao Yimu snorted coldly, "I advise you to keep yourself clean, don't think about unrealistic things, and you'd better not drink, don't forget that Anuj almost raped you what happened..."

Halfway through the conversation, the doorknob of the bathroom turned and made a sound, Zhao Yimu removed his hand from the back of Nick's neck, and Nick straightened up immediately.

It's really like cheating.

This room is the most satisfying one they have seen so far. It is on the 7th floor of a 6-story building. There are two households on each floor. A couple who are teachers live opposite.The environment of the house is simple in the cultural and educational area. The house is only five years old. There are windows in each room. Looking out is a row of green street trees and the school. It is quite quiet.

"This is the most satisfying room I've seen so far, but I heard that you have to look at the house once during the day, at night, on holidays, and on weekdays." Zhao Yimu took out his mobile phone to look at the calendar, "I want to find a weekday In the evening, I will ask the company for leave to take a look.”

"Brother Zhao is very experienced in looking at the house now," Nick also opened the notebook to check, "How about the evening of the day after tomorrow? Can you do it at four o'clock?"

"Yes, there were no important meetings or appointments with clients that day." Zhao Yimu nodded.

"I can't do it that day, I have to visit clients with the boss," Xiao Pei smiled helplessly, and said to Zhao Yimu, "You have to come by yourself."

"Leave it to me, Xiao Du will watch it with me." Zhao Yimu made a mark on the calendar, with some expectation, "Then it's settled, see you the day after tomorrow, we have something to do, so let's go first." Nick sent them to the building the door.

"What do you think of this little Du?" Xiao Pei asked Zhao Yimu after they walked away.

"What about it? I think he is very serious and hardworking," Zhao Yimu responded conservatively to this big question. He could tell a lot about Nick's image in his heart, but he couldn't sum it up in one word. I know which one Xiaopei wants to listen to.

"That's right, he is hardworking and handsome, with a good temperament, and his tutor should be good." Xiaopei rolled his eyes, "I wonder if he has a girlfriend?"

"No... right." Zhao Yimu blurted out, he doesn't have a girlfriend but...a boyfriend?

"No? You asked? The conditions are so good but there is no girlfriend, then I will introduce Xiaohui from the company to him." Xiaopei said excitedly.

"Don't come up with random ideas, and you don't know what type he likes. Talking about feelings is not a child's play, and you can't get things done just by messing around." Zhao Yimu talked a lot like a convulsion. He didn't understand why people only At an old age, I love to lead people everywhere, and I really care about it!

"Why are you nervous? I just talked about it and didn't act." Xiao Pei was suddenly slapped, and he was aggrieved when he spoke, "Anyway, it's probably not my turn to introduce. Xiao Du's conditions are so good, maybe there is no shortage of partners. "

That's right, Nick is so good, there must be many people pursuing him, right?

Zhao Yimu was thinking about it all the way home while driving.

Back home, the three members of Uncle Zhang’s family were already chatting with their mother in the living room, eating melon seeds. Seeing them coming in, Xiaopei brought the presents he had bought in advance, some supplements suitable for the elderly and Premium tea, dried fruit, etc. are placed on the table, which is very decent.

"Xiao Pei, it's good if someone comes, why are you so polite?" Tang Qing smiled so that the corners of his eyes were full of twists and turns.

"Everyone in the company makes group purchases, so I'll follow along. Auntie and Uncle Zhang will have a look and let me know if you like it." Xiaopei has been to Zhao's house several times before, and even met Uncle Zhang's family across the door.

"You are too polite. The festival is about reunion, and you can't buy anything." Uncle Zhang was making tea, and turned to his son and daughter-in-law, "Don't buy things for me all day long. Let's buy them together." The family lives together, what else do you need?"

"We don't buy it very often. Xiaopei is always polite when he comes here occasionally." Uncle Zhang's son Zhang Hao cleaned up the table full of melon seed shells, threw them into the trash can, and clapped his hands: "Let's prepare dinner. Qiqi is here to help."

"I see that after Haozi and Qiqi got married, they became cheerful and lively." Tang Qing opened the storage cabinet. The night was clear and the temperature was cool tonight. Everyone decided to have a barbecue on the terrace. She directed Zhao Yimu to take out the shelf, "You too Don't procrastinate any longer, get married quickly, do you hear me?"

"Shouldn't the house be settled first?" Zhao Yimu knew that there would be a wave of marriage urging today, so he had a calm and responsive attitude, "Mom, don't worry, I'm keeping track of the progress."

Watching the moon, eating barbecue and drinking a little wine in the autumn night breeze is the most enjoyable thing. Zhao Yimu first raised the charcoal fire, then turned around to see Zhang Hao and Qiqi preparing the ingredients, skewering the marinated beef cubes with bamboo sticks and serving them Make a string of green peppers and onions, and finally put some sauce on the plate.

Obviously it is a standard assembly operation in the factory line. The young couple are passionate about division of labor and cooperation. They were stimulated by the onion and wiped each other's tears. Zhang Hao playfully dipped his finger in the sauce and painted it on the corner of Qiqi's mouth, Qiqi Not to be outdone, he bit his finger and did not let go. He played for a while before continuing to assemble.

Zhang Hao really became lively after getting married, Zhao Yimu thought.

The two of them are considered to be the same age, Zhang Hao is three months older than him, they are in the same school and class from elementary school to junior high school. That's it, Tang Qing once lamented that it was a pity that Zhang Hao was not a girl, otherwise the childhood sweethearts near the water would just fit together.

His impression of Zhang Hao since he was a child is just one word, boring.

Zhao Yimu already considers himself not to be a hot guy, drinking, singing and playing games has always been very measured, and rarely loses his composure or acts that damage his image, but Zhang Hao is a person who is a hundred times more boring than him, and often comes alone In the past, he occasionally sings with everyone and never sings alone. There is always tea in the wine glass. When talking to girls, his face is stiff, and his expression changes very little. Happiness, sadness, sadness and anger can't be seen on his face.

His expression of teasing Qiqi now, mischievous banter mixed with doting and happiness, Zhao Yimu has known him for more than [-] years, and has never seen him once.

Zhang Hao must like Qiqi very very very much.

It's the kind of love that can't be concealed from the heart like a spring.

Zhao Yimu once watched Zhang Hao cry and joke at Zhang Hao's wedding, and said incoherently: How can He De be able to spend his whole life with such a perfect girl in this life.At that time, he still felt a little disdainful about such an exaggeration, and secretly decided that he would never lose his composure at the wedding.

But now he is a little envious.

"Haozi, bring your meat skewer when it's ready." Zhao Yimu shouted.

"Okay, let's bake this plate first." Zhang Hao put down his joking look, and took the skewered meat to the grill, "I have to add some sauce while grilling, I'm afraid it won't taste good enough."

"Haozi, have you been married for a year? Why are you still in love with Qiqi?" Zhao Yimu asked him in a low voice while brushing the sauce with a small brush.

Knowing that Zhao Yimu saw the scene just now, Zhang Hao scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I don't know, it might be a bit nasty to talk about it, but I don't think I will get tired of being with her, and I still often get tired of it because of one of the other's things." My heart beats faster because of facial expressions or movements, maybe... I really met the right person.”

"It must be," Zhao Yimu smiled narrowly, "Look at your shy and happy expression, I've never seen it before."

"Don't laugh at me, when you get married one day, it might be worse than me," Zhang Hao glanced at Xiaopei, and said in a low voice, "Do you like Xiaopei? Will you marry her?"

"I...she's pretty good." Zhao Yimu saw that Xiao Pei was washing vegetables with Tang Qing, "My mother likes her too."

"Zhao Yimu," Zhang Hao suddenly called him by name and surname, with a very serious expression, "Don't care who likes her or not, the important point is you, do you understand? Find someone you like and live your life."

"I sincerely hope that you, too, will have a taste of this happiness."

That night, Zhao Yimu sat next to the grill to cook the whole time. He roasted a lot of food but he didn't eat much. He looked at the burning charcoal fire, and his mind was full of memories of how he got along with his previous contacts.

He is good-looking, others describe him as the kind of handsome new good man, calm and gentle, very reliable, like the type of big brother next door, most of the time it is the girls who take the initiative to show their favor, if the appearance suits his appetite and the personality is gentle, he will date and see Look, he has never experienced an unforgettable pursuit or a secret love that doesn't want to eat or drink.

The only time my rationality was wiped out and I couldn't control my random actions was that night in India!

The other party was still Nick, a man, and it was so embarrassing.

The ingredients were almost roasted, everyone was half full after eating, Zhao Yimu went into the kitchen to wash his hands, came out to open a can of beer and drink it on the small stool, the silvery white moon overflowed like frost, he remembered that Nick was drunk in Agra That night, with the moonlight and stars in his eyes, he stood in front of him and tied a scarf on his toes. With that appearance, his soul and mood would be taken away by him.

I still want to remind this kid not to drink tonight, Zhao Yimu took out his phone, clicked on WeChat and saw Nick posted a photo in Moments.

He is wearing a well-fitting white shirt and black tuxedo, which looks neat but has two buttons on the neckline. His face is obviously drunk, and his eyes are half-opened and half-closed, which is just a seductive look. He is holding a glass of red wine and facing the camera. Toasting, as if inviting someone to have a drink together, the color of the delicate red lips is slightly raised, and the smile is silly and misty, the moon is in the corner of the sky, illuminating his gentle body.

"Nick's conditions are so good, there is no shortage of partners, right?" Xiaopei's words during the day floated through his mind like a bullet screen.

Zhao Yimu suddenly wanted to know, who took this photo for Nick?

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