a quarter of his

"A question to both of you."

While eating, Lin Jingfan thought of something, suddenly raised his head and asked a question.

"If there is someone who likes you, but..." Lin Jingfan paused, as if hesitating on how to phrase it, "But he seems to have some mental problems, will you accept it?"

"Psycho?" Zhuang Mengyuan asked.

"What kind of mental illness!" Lin Jingfan said angrily, "It's just that the mood is unstable, more pessimistic, and not very good at relieving emotions..."

Lin Jingfan described Zhou Hao's general situation to his two girlfriends.

"Depression." Xiang Tian said, "I have an aunt who suffers from this disease."

"It's not to the point of being sick. He's usually a nice person, but he doesn't like to talk very much. Occasionally he's emotionally unstable, but he won't hurt anyone..."

"Could it be the friend you said you were going to commit suicide last time?" Zhuang Mengyuan looked at him suspiciously.

Lin Jingfan didn't expect these two friends to be so smart, so he had to admit: "Yes, I only found out in the past two days that the two of us are actually interns in the same company."

"Did she confess to you?" Zhuang Mengyuan asked, "No! There are many sunny and cheerful girls, go crazy and find someone with depression."

"He's not necessarily depressed!" Lin Jingfan said, "Besides, he also..."

Lin Jingfan wanted to say that he was not a girl either, but hesitated for a while, let them misunderstand.

"The countdown to suicide doesn't count as depression!" Zhuang Mengyuan said, "Lin Jingfan, tell me honestly, have you gotten on good terms with her..."

"No, yes!" Lin Jingfan said, "Don't be so excited..."

"I don't agree either," Xiang Tian said, "My aunt has this disease. Although her husband has never left her, the whole family has been dragged down by this disease for so many years. My mother said that it is not good for children's growth. Well, there will be shadows."

"Friends I met online, it's enough that you are willing to help, don't lose yourself", Zhuang Mengyuan said, "This kind of love must be very tiring to talk about, so be careful with you everywhere, why don't I introduce you to one."

"Don't, don't, don't," Lin Jingfan hurriedly said, "The ones you like are all cute girls with big eyes, they are not my type, you should keep it for yourself..."

"Besides, I didn't talk to him." Lin Jingfan was really scared by the education, so he lied without changing his face, intending to change the subject, "I'm sorry, but a friend of mine asked me."

Unexpectedly, Xiang Tian exposed him mercilessly: "Then please tell your friend, the two of us..."

"No, look, good!", the two said in unison.

Lin Jingfan secretly lamented that being too familiar was not good, he could see both of them in his heart, and he admired himself a little, that he was able to talk about their love for so long under their noses without being discovered.

Although the words of the two girlfriends were not very pleasant, he knew that they were all for his own good.

The pressure and responsibility of falling in love with a person with depression is unimaginable to him, but Lin Jingfan is still very repulsed to classify Zhou Hao as a person with depression.

During this time with Zhou Hao, there were very few times when he couldn't control his emotions. If he didn't know that he was "None", Lin Jingfan would never have thought that he would have such extreme thoughts.

On the way home, Lin Jingfan held the subway pull ring, opened Zhihu during the stop-and-go subway, and began to look up the entry "depression".

Many people shared their experiences. The more Lin Jingfan looked at it, the heavier he felt. He felt that he also had many feelings. He took a test and found that he was on the verge of depression.

However, these days, there are not a few alarmist speeches on the Internet, and minor illnesses and pains can turn into terminal illnesses if you check them on Baidu.

I never thought about falling in love with Zhou Hao, he searched and felt that he was thinking too much.

To put it bluntly, the relationship between myself and Zhou Hao is a colleague and roommate, at best it is a good relationship to get along with and get along with each other. If he hadn't accidentally discovered his secret, even if he was sick, it would not be Lin Jingfan's turn to care about him.

When the subway arrives at the station, Lin Jingfan gets off.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, he returned to the rental house in the dark, and when he opened the door, he saw Zhou Hao sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he quickly turned his head. He didn't know if it was Lin Jingfan's illusion. He clearly felt that Zhou Hao's eyes lit up when he saw him, as if he had been waiting for him to come back. .

"have you eaten?"

Lin Jingfan didn't know why, but recently he always felt a little uncomfortable when he was alone with Zhou Hao.

"Not yet," Zhou Hao got up and said, "What about you?"

"Ah", Lin Jingfan scratched his head, "I ate with my friends."

Zhou Hao nodded: "Oh."

Lin Jingfan felt a little lost in Zhou Hao's tone, in fact he had been finding various excuses to go out recently, and even he didn't realize that he was actually slowly alienating Zhou Hao.

He felt guilty all of a sudden, and Zhou Hao should also feel his fits and starts.But the fault of all this is not his at all, he obviously didn't do anything, he just likes someone.

"You... how about lunch?" Lin Jingfan asked, "What did you eat?"

Zhou Hao looked at him quietly, did not speak, obviously did not eat.

"No appetite", he saw Lin Jingfan's eyebrows wrinkled, and explained lightly, "I don't want to eat."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the book at hand and went back to the room.

Lin Jingfan suddenly felt that he was very pitiful at that moment. When he was depressed and couldn't figure it out, he could talk to all kinds of friends. His friends would either hurt him a few words, or help him think of various ideas after the damage.

But Zhou Hao has nothing, once Lin Jingfan doesn't take care of him, no one will take care of him.

Lin Jingfan recalled the last time he saw him in the hospital in a state of embarrassment and weakness, his heart softened for a moment, and he blurted out: "Then you must be hungry now, I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you."

The air was silent for a few seconds, Lin Jingfan really wanted to smash his dog's head off with a hammer, it was too easy to be misunderstood.

However, after all the words were spoken, he had no choice but to explain: "Anyway, it was agreed that I will be responsible for the cooking. I have been playing too crazy recently, and it made you hungry twice. It is my fault... Anyway It doesn't take long to meet..."

The more he talked, the more he wanted to bite his tongue off, but he felt that the explanation was too deliberate.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Hao was silent for two seconds, then nodded, "Okay."

"I'll help you", he put down the book in his hand, and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, Lin Jingfan froze for a moment, and followed him into the kitchen.

Tomato and egg noodles.

Dried noodles, eggs and vegetables were all ready-made. Lin Jingfan scrambled eggs, while Zhou Hao scalded the tomatoes with boiling water and peeled them.

"I have a roommate," Lin Jingfan said with a smile while flipping the noodles, "The mantra is 'Are you hungry, I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you.'"

"Ah?" Zhou Hao looked up at him with a dazed expression, it was rare for Lin Jingfan to see such a cute expression on his face, and immediately wanted to burst out laughing.

"This is a stalk," he explained to Zhou Hao with a smile, "Have you seen "The Secret Detective Ling Lingfa", there is a classic line 'Are you hungry, let me cook some noodles for you to eat?'"

Lin Jingfan read lines to Zhou Hao in broken Cantonese, turned his head and saw Zhou Hao smiling at him, with a warm light in his eyes, his heart couldn't help beating wildly.

"Yes, I understand," Zhou Hao nodded his head slightly, and answered seriously.

Seeing his serious expression, Lin Jingfan suddenly had a feeling of being pampered, and couldn't help but feel a little hot in his ears.

He turned his head unnaturally, stir-fried the chopped tomatoes and eggs together, and asked curiously, "So what dramas do you usually watch?"

"I watch less dramas." Zhou Hao thought for a while, then stood aside and said, "I watch more action movies, sci-fi or something."

"Oh." Lin Jingfan nodded, and Zhou Hao added, "I've also watched old Hong Kong movies, and I've also watched "The Secret Detective Zero Zero Hair".

"Oh, come get the noodles." Lin Jingfan saw that Zhou Hao was fine standing there, so he stood aside to cook and made room for him, "Do you never watch entertainment gossip or anything like that?"

Zhou Hao was about to answer, when he said again: "To be honest, I'm quite curious, what do you usually like to do?"

When the vegetables were fried, Lin Jingfan picked up the pot with one hand, poured the scrambled eggs with tomatoes into the plate with the noodles, and a plate of delicious noodles was ready.

The scrambled egg soup with tomatoes is thick, and Lin Jingfan also specially put some sugar in it, and added a few pieces of emerald green vegetable leaves, the color is fresh, and it looks very appetizing.

"It's done!" He took off his apron, patted his hands twice to wipe off the salt stains on his body, and turned back with a plate as if offering a treasure, "Boss, please eat!"

His smile is very bright, like the bright sun in winter, under the dim light, there is a warm feeling.

"Thank you." When Zhou Hao took the plate, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Why are you being polite?" Lin Jingfan took out a cup of yogurt from the refrigerator, sat on the dining table, and shook him, "It's just an invitation."

The snacks and drinks at home are basically bought by Zhou Hao, and Lin Jingfan has never seen him buy them at any time, but the refrigerator and snack box are almost never empty.

In fact, Zhou Hao is a very careful person, Lin Jingfan thought to himself when he tied the straw.

"By the way, you haven't told me yet." Recalling the topic just now, he asked again, "What do you usually like to do?"

Zhou Hao looked up at him, thought for a while and said, "Reading, playing games, exercising, all gone."

What a monotonous life, Lin Jingfan thought.

But this kind of question is not easy to answer, if someone asked him what Lin Jingfan likes to do, how would he answer.

Watching dramas, browsing Weibo, running...not much better than Zhou Hao.

But he is still different from Zhou Hao. He has a lot of friends, and every day he doesn’t have enough water, he has to make various appointments, sing K, and play in secret rooms.

But Zhou Hao never seemed to have gone out to play with his friends.

Lin Jingfan suddenly discovered that the two of them had lived together for so long, and it seemed that he had never really understood Zhou Hao.

However, it is so difficult for people to truly understand each other. After living with Xu Zequn and the others for four years, Lin Jingfan also.I can't say I fully understand them.

"Hey, Brother Hao," he suddenly suggested, "Tomorrow I have an appointment with a friend to push Ben, do you want to go together?"

Lin Jingfan wanted to try to understand Zhou Hao, if he had no friends, he would not mind sharing his friends with him.

The author has something to say: I still love you today~