Old Gong secretly loves me [Rebirth]

Zhou Qingyue had called and told Qiao's mother about Qiao Heng's coming to stay at Zhou's house before, and it was nothing more than telling Qiao's mother not to worry, after all, she was not in good health.

Mother Qiao called him today, and he seemed to hear Mother Qiao's relieved voice saying: "Qiao Heng is stubborn, he always quarrels with his father, can I trouble your family to take care of him for a few more days? Wait until his anger subsides." I'll make it clear to him."

Zhou Qingyue was speechless for a moment.

Qiao's mother was a little sorry: "He has always been more assertive, and now I tell him that he can't hear me."

Zhou Qingyue felt a little disappointed, he couldn't tell if he was disappointed with Qiao's mother or Qiao's mother's attitude towards Qiao Heng.

He wanted to ask for Qiao Heng, "Auntie, why do you think Qiao Heng disagreed?"

Qiao Heng didn't expect Qiao Heng to tell Zhou Qingyue, and he was a little surprised: "Is he afraid that Junyuan will divide his property in the future?"

Zhou Qingyue's fingers holding the phone turned white, and the disappointment in his eyes could not be suppressed.

Mother Qiao seemed to feel that her guess was wrong, so she continued to guess: "Are you afraid that after Junyuan comes, we won't care about him?"

Zhou Qingyue exhaled slowly, and all his strength was exhausted: "...Maybe."

What Qiao Heng was worried about was never this, what he was worried about was always Qiao's mother.

Mother Qiao smiled: "I won't, he is my only son."

Zhou Qingyue hummed lightly.

Qiao's mother continued: "It's just that his father was married to Qiao's family before. I shouldn't let them break up. He is also happy to let Junyuan come under his eyes."

Just because he doesn't take his father's surname, so Qiao Heng is not Qiao's father and son?Why is there no more?What Zhou Qingyue didn't understand the most was that Mother Qiao actually had this kind of thought.But he has no say in other people's affairs.

After perfunctorily talking to Mother Qiao, he hung up the phone and fell directly on his bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Zhou Qingyue thought a lot. In his previous life, he always thought that Qiao Heng was a pampered young master who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He received elite education and grew up in an excellent family since he was a child.

Only in this life did he know that Qiao Heng was also studying in an ordinary key high school, and his excellent grades were due to his own hard work, and his family was not even as harmonious as ordinary families.

Qiao Heng is not indifferent and ruthless in his previous life, he will also be happy, sad and depressed.

Suddenly the phone in his hand vibrated, Zhou Qingyue held it in front of him, it was Chen Yuyue's message.

[Liu Qiufang's ex-girlfriend]: Qingyue, I've finished downloading the game, when will you go online?

Zhou Qingyue stared at the phone in a daze, not in the mood at all, and casually replied that he didn't have time recently, and he would play again when he was free.

After replying to the message, he threw the phone aside, turned over and closed his eyes for a nap.

However, before he was sad enough, he was called out by Zhou's mother.

Zhou Qingyue: "..."

Zhou's mother thought of Qiao Heng who was helping in the kitchen, and stretched out her wet hands to rub her son's face, "Come on, come and help, Qiao Heng is here to help, what are you thinking about while you are asleep?"

Zhou Qingyue walked into the kitchen. The kitchen was clean and tidy. Qiao Heng was tall and slender, and he was standing in the kitchen cutting vegetables. There was a sound of raising and lowering knives, and the bitter gourd turned into slices of almost the same thickness in his hands.

The more Zhou's mother saw Qiao Heng, the more she liked it, and she couldn't help boasting: "Qiao Heng is much better at cutting than me, and the cooking must be delicious."

When Zhou Qingyue heard that Qiao Heng was being praised, he felt a little embarrassed, and said, "That is, if he hadn't studied, I think he would be able to open a restaurant by himself."

Mother Zhou: "What are you talking about? If you can read, you can open a restaurant. If you study hard, knowledge is more important."

Zhou Qingyue "...Mom, I'm praising him."

Qiao Heng's eyebrows eased, and he said, "I'm sorry, it's actually an ordinary home-cooked dish."

Zhou Qingyue: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Qiao Heng to cook a few dishes later? It's really delicious."

Mother Zhou was a little curious, really?Then the two looked at Qiao Heng expectantly.

Qiao Heng laughed, he could feel that the Zhou family didn't treat him as an outsider, and taking care of him was just like taking care of Zhou Qingyue.

Qiao Heng remembered that he hadn't cooked for a long time, and his hands were itchy, so he agreed.

Zhou Qingyue was ordered by Zhou's mother to help Qiao Heng. It was only when Zhou's mother realized that his son didn't look like a student who hadn't been in the kitchen a few times, and was even very proficient, as if he often cooked.

Qiao Heng made two dishes, Zhou's mother tasted them, and couldn't help being surprised, Qiao Heng's cooking was indeed very good.

She looked at Qiao Heng with genuine admiration, and praised Qiao Heng from the bottom of her heart.After complimenting her, she took back the spatula and asked the two of them to take a rest, and wait for her to finish the rest and bring them out together.

When eating at the table, Zhou's mother praised Qiao Heng greatly, and said with emotion: "Nowadays very few children can cook, and Zhou Qingyun is not very good at it. Qiao Heng is really good."

Zhou's mother boasted so much that even Zhou Qingyue was embarrassed to hear it.

On the contrary, Qiao Heng smiled as always and accepted it well.

Zhou's mother asked Qiao Heng: "Qiao Heng, why did you learn how to cook? Don't boys like to play games?"

Qiao Heng glanced at Zhou Qingyue, chuckled and said, "I want to be able to cook with the person I like all the time, so that both of us won't be too tired. For example, Qingyue and I were cooking very quickly, and it's not too late. It's very relaxing and I quite enjoy cooking with him."

Zhou Qingyue's heart skipped a beat when he heard the second half of the sentence, and he stopped to see Zhou's mother and father's reaction.

Zhou's mother liked Qiao Heng even more when she heard this sentence, because she loves his wife!Whoever marries Qiao Heng in the future will be truly blessed.

Qiao Heng is quite indifferent to strangers, but to elders, he always makes people feel very sincere when he speaks a wide range of knowledge, and the chat with Zhou's father and Zhou's mother is particularly hot.

After dinner, Father Zhou even wanted to drag Qiao Heng to continue chatting, but Zhou Qingyue stopped him.

Zhou Qingyue pulled him into the room and closed the door behind his back.

Qiao Heng stood by the wall, a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Asked what was wrong, Zhou Qingyue felt that Qiao Heng was really courageous.

"Why did you dare to say anything when you were eating just now? Are you not afraid that my parents will find out?"

Qiao Heng asked back, "See what?"

Seeing their ambiguity before, but Zhou Qingyue was too embarrassed to say, speechless: "Look... see us... two..."

Qiao Heng: "See that we are brothers?"

This sentence was what he said to Qiao Heng before, but now Qiao Heng blocked him in turn.

Zhou Qingyue: "..."

Zhou Qingyue choked on words.

They are all at school from Monday to Friday. No. [-] Middle School originally wanted to take the monthly exam again, but there are still many classes that have not been attended, and the teachers are rushing to take the class, let alone the monthly exam.

All the students breathed a sigh of relief when the monthly exam was canceled, and Zhou Qingyue was going to invite them to dinner, so the students in Class [-] were quite excited. From time to time, some people brought small gifts to Zhou Qingyue and shyly said happy birthday.

Zhou Qingyue hadn't thought about receiving gifts in the first place, but he was a little pleasantly surprised when he received them.

But there was also a shock, Zhou Qingyue had just had breakfast from the dining hall and sat down in the classroom, Zhao Yangling asked him to help dictate English sentences.

Zhou Qingyue reached into the drawer to touch the English book, but as soon as he reached in, he felt something strange.

As soon as he touched it with his hand, he felt a group of slightly cool filaments, like a ball of wool, but the touch was tougher and thinner, a bit like hair.

He even felt a soft feeling inside the ball of hair.

When the hair is on the head, it still feels soft and smooth when touching other people's hair, but when it appears in his drawer, it is like a clump of hair falling out from hair loss, which is very disgusting.

Zhou Qingyue's heart trembled slightly, and he withdrew his hands in a snap. As if he still had that feeling in his hands, he rubbed his hands subconsciously.

He got goosebumps and said, "There's something in the drawer."

Zhao Yangling didn't know what he touched, and said it should be a birthday present from a classmate, let her take a look.After she finished speaking, she stretched her hand in, then her expression froze for a second, and she retracted her hand in a snap.

Zhao Yangling couldn't help it even more: "What is it, why does it feel similar to hair sticking to the scalp."

Zhou Qingyue: "...Don't you think your description is disgusting?"

Zhao Yangling made up his mind and shuddered.too disgusting.

Zhou Qingyue squatted down next to him and looked inside the drawer. The light was not very bright, and he could only see various black filaments that looked like hair, spread out in his drawer.

Zhao Yangling swallowed, and poked him: "Take it out and have a look."

Zhou Qingyue: "..."

Just as he was about to reach out, Zhao Yangling was patted on the shoulder.

"Ah!" Zhao Yangling didn't expect someone to come over at all.

Zhou Qingyue put his hands down, there are two entertainment committee members in the class, one male and one female, the one who patted Zhao Yangling on the shoulder was the male entertainment committee member.

Seeing Zhao Yangling's frightened expression, the cultural and entertainment committee quickly expressed embarrassment, then put his hand on Zhou Qingyue's shoulder: "How about it, the toy I gave you is cool."

What did Zhou Qingyue understand from this sentence, "Toys?"

The cultural and entertainment committee member smiled, bent down and reached out to take the toy out of the drawer, and said, "Isn't voodoo dolls popular recently? I found this in the school gift shop. It's a transformation of voodoo dolls!"

It was only then that Zhou Qingyue saw clearly what this lump was. It was a little doll whose body was covered in black things that looked like strands of hair. It was wrapped in a ball, and only two sewn eyes were exposed.

Zhou Qing became more puzzled: "...voodoo doll?"

Don't lie to him, he knows what a voodoo doll looks like, and this hairy thing is its deformation?It doesn't look like a doll, but rather like a ball of thread with long hair...

The cultural and entertainment committee seemed dissatisfied with his questioning, "Look, don't look at its long hair, but I pinched it... look, it's in the shape of a doll, right?"

Zhao Yangling felt his scalp tingling when he saw it: "...the gift shop in front of the school?"

The gift shop in front of the school is notoriously deceptive, most of them sell counterfeit things and charge genuine prices.Forget about copycats, they are still weird knockoff products. Zhao Yangling saw a tumbler in it last time. She pushed it lightly and couldn't get up again. Under the boss's crusade, she had no choice but to buy the tumbler back.

Cultural and entertainment committee member: "Yes! The clerk told me that I wanted to buy a piggy bank, but the clerk kept saying this was good and that was good, and I thought it was cool, so I bought it. What else is there in the store? Sunny Doll transforms, Transformers transforms, Spider-Man transforms..."

Zhou Qingyue: "...Do you know that there are not many people going to the gift shop in front of the school?"

The cultural and entertainment committee member was at a loss: "Ah, yes, I don't know. But this is really cool, like sticking the hair on the doll, I have never seen such a cool doll. It's a bit like the scalp was cut off separately Come down, super handsome!"

Zhou Qingyue: "..."

Zhao Yangling felt his stomach churning: "Ugh..."

As long as Zhou Qingyue thought that this doll was going to be brought home by him, he felt a little hopeless, and said euphemistically: "I think you like it very much, why don't you take it back, I will accept the gift."

The cultural and entertainment committee glanced at the doll, and was a little surprised: "...This is not good."

Zhou Qingyue was afraid that he would not want it: "Really, if you like it, you can take it back with you."

The cultural and entertainment committee touched his head, embarrassed: "Really? Then... I took it back, and I will give you another one later."

Zhou Qingyue was afraid that his aesthetics would send out something strange, so he quickly refused: "No need, no need, it's good if you are willing to come to eat."

Suddenly, Qiao Heng came in from the back door, stood at Zhou Qingyue and stretched out his long hand, and put a light blue gift box on the table.

Zhou Qingyue looked back, only to realize that it was Qiao Heng.

Qiao Heng said: "Tomorrow is your birthday, let me see you off now."

Seeing this normal gift box, Zhao Yangling found salvation, "Open it and have a look." She needs to wash her eyes.

This is a normal gift, what a terrible gift from the entertainment committee.

Zhou Qingyue: "Open it now?"

Qiao Heng said, "Let's go."

Under the gaze of the three of them, Zhou Qingyue took apart the thin ribbon and opened the cover, and was taken aback for a moment.

There is also a red box inside the box.

The cultural and entertainment committee member snorted, "Why does it look so much like a ring box?"

Zhou Qingyue shook his fingers when he heard the words.

Zhao Yangling patted him: "This is called a watch box! Where is the box, there are too many watch boxes."