Xueba, wake up

"Huhu come out quickly! Your father is here!" He Zhonghe started shouting as soon as he entered the door.

The two put a few big bags on the table, and He Zhonghe went to the kitchen to get the electric hot pot: "There are drinks in the refrigerator, you can take them yourself, and play with the cat first."

Yan Sheng found that all the corners of the tables in He Zhonghe's house were pasted with anti-collision stickers.

Seeing him looking at the corner of the table, He Zhonghe explained: "There are no children at home. My mother posted it because she was afraid that I... would knock my legs."

Hu Hu actually recognized Yan Sheng, or in other words, this cat doesn't recognize anyone, sticks to everyone, and is very obedient.

Yan Sheng was rubbed on his arm. He picked up the cat and put it on his lap, gently pinching the back of its neck.

"Where's the dog?" Yan Sheng remembered that He Zhonghe said before that he still had a dog at home.

"On the balcony." He Zhonghe filled the pot with water, carried it out and put it on the dining table, tore off a piece of bottom material and threw it in, "If you want to tease it, let it out, just don't let it touch the cat."

"Your dog's family status is a bit low." Yansheng glanced at the balcony, "Does it bite the cat?"

"I don't know." He Zhonghe walked to Yansheng's side, and found the remote control in the sofa next to his ass to turn on the TV, "I didn't give it this chance in the first place."

It was completely dark outside, and yesterday's thick yellow clouds didn't drop a few drops of rain. Now it's a little windy, and it looks like a rainstorm is about to happen.

As soon as the TV was turned on, the atmosphere of "home" suddenly became stronger. Yan Sheng felt that no matter what content was on, the screen was just on there, and the people at home could make the most of it by listening to it.

He hasn't watched TV at home for several years, and he casts the screen in his bedroom when he wants to watch something.Yan Deqiang and Zhu Ling smashed countless TVs, and even peeled off the TV wall. Later, they didn't install TVs at all, and left the house so quiet.

He Zhonghe's house was clean and tidy, with a simple decoration style, and it was probably because it was convenient for him to go to school to live here temporarily.

There is a long row of small pots of flowers on the window sill, and the glasses and wine bottles are neatly arranged on the small bar.This will be left at Yan Sheng's house, and Yan Deqiang will clean it up with a sweep, not enough to pave the way for him to go crazy.

"Hold the cat." He Zhonghe finished talking to Yansheng, walked to the balcony and opened the door, "Come on, Flying Dog, show this brother a parkour."

Flying Dog rushed out with a "whoosh" and saw Yan Sheng sitting on the sofa, braked urgently and started barking wildly while backing away.

"Shut up, I'll howl and throw you outside." He Zhonghe took a bag of rabbit ears from the partition and threw it to Yansheng, "Feed it two."

Yan Sheng reached out to catch it, and looked at the bag in his hand with some doubts: "'How can I eat rabbits?'"

"Fuck." He Zhonghe leaned on the wall and laughed for a long time, "You get out too."

Flying Dog gnawed on the rabbit ears that Yan Sheng fed to him, and he stopped barking, and flew around the house with his ears in his mouth.

Yan Sheng hugged the cat, looking at the dangling afterimage in front of him.

This dog can not only fly, but also looks quite unique, a small puppy with slender legs and claws, and only a small part of its tail.

"Why no tail?" Yan Sheng whistled to lead the flying dog to his side, picked it up and put it on his other leg.

"I found that you are very interested in these little things with fur." ​​He Zhonghe said, "The tail was already docked when I bought it. It is said that it is to avoid hurting the tail when hunting mice and birds. In fact, who still uses it now? This kind of dog is used as a working dog, and its appearance needs to be deformed and aesthetically pleasing.”

"I saw it in the kennel when I was shopping. It was even smaller at that time. Its ears hadn't been erected yet, and it was running around in the store. A few shop assistants couldn't catch it." He Zhonghe rarely touched the flying dog tenderly. I touched its back, "I was surprised, how can this dog jump better than cats? The boss told me that this kind of dog has strong balance and jumping ability, and many people bought them to train them on high-altitude jumping platforms."

"High-altitude platform jumping?" Yan Sheng frowned. Although he often smoked cats and dogs online, he had never heard of this.

"Someone made that kind of stupid traffic video, let the little deer dog jump off the roof of a bungalow or a higher place, and many fell to their deaths." He Zhonghe said, "Then I bought it back in a daze."

Yan Sheng looked at the dog stretching its neck and sniffing cats on its lap, and felt that the conversation was a bit heavy, and suddenly ran out of words when it wanted to say something, so he choked out a sentence: "Then you are a good person."

Such a silly sentence, after Yan Sheng finished speaking, he had the idea of ​​getting up and opening the door to go out from his house.

"Why was I suddenly issued a good person card?" He Zhonghe was taken aback for a moment, then he slumped on the sofa with a smile, "Did I just confess my love to you?"

After saying this, the atmosphere in the room froze for a moment.

Very subtle.

"The pot is on." He Zhonghe got up quickly, and walked quickly to the dining table, "Close the two hairy ones from the balcony and the other into the study."

Yan Sheng let out a "hmm", looked at the back of He Zhonghe's head and raised his eyebrows slightly.

In fact, Feigou didn't bully Huhu at all, just now a cat and a dog got along very well on Yansheng's lap, except that Feigou kept sticking his nose to him.

"Throw in some uncooked ones first." He Zhonghe walked into the kitchen, "Put a box of Pleurotus eryngii first."

Yan Sheng removed the Pleurotus eryngii mushrooms and put them in the pot. Seeing that He Zhonghe hadn't come out of the kitchen for a long time, he asked, "Can you help me?"

"No, you can just wait to eat." He Zhonghe said.

Yan Sheng opened the WeChat work account and looked at it. The agent said that the company has urged the video, and if he has time next weekend, he will find the venue.

It's true that he hasn't cared about these things for a long time. After posting on Weibo on his birthday, he hasn't even been on Weibo. Now he opened the comment area and saw that it was full of videos urging the live broadcast to urge the business.

Yansheng returned to the manager with a "yes" and put the phone on the table.

Why hasn't He Zhonghe come out yet?

Yansheng got up and walked to the kitchen door.

What came into view was the terrible scene of student He Zhonghe struggling to peel potatoes with a big kitchen knife.

The large round potatoes are cut into small square pieces, which are very level.

"..." Yan Sheng didn't say anything, just leaned against the kitchen door and looked at him.

"Maybe you can peel and chop vegetables?" He Zhonghe finally gave up after peeling the kitchen knife a few more times, turned his head, and looked at Yan Sheng with helpless little eyes.

Tall and flamboyant, with such an expression, Yan Sheng seemed to be poked in the heart suddenly by a small stick.

He sighed, walked up to him, and picked up something from the knife holder: "I don't know, there is something called a peeler that is specially used for peeling, read me, peeling-peeling-tool -"

"Get lost." He Zhonghe smiled and slapped him on the back.

To his surprise, Yansheng peeled and sliced ​​very quickly, "swish" after peeling and "chacha" sliced, and then put all the processed vegetables on the plate.

In the past, my aunt was busy in the kitchen at home in the new urban area. After arriving here, my mother occasionally baked a cake in the kitchen and tossed something. Now I see a person of the same age and sex as me washing and cutting vegetables in my kitchen. A strange feeling.

The bottom of the soup in the pot was less than half dry, so He Zhonghe went out to add water.There was a news broadcast on the TV, the house was brightly lit, and there were raindrops crackling on the windows outside.

"It's raining." He Zhonghe went to close the window, "Where do you live?"

"The high-tech zone." Yan Sheng said.

People who ask at this time will usually say, the high-tech zone is so far away, it's raining a lot, why don't you stay for one night.

Even Shi Yujie had never lived in He Zhonghe's house, he was afraid that his buddies would be awkward, so he never stayed overnight.

Although he was overthinking.

Unlike Shi Yujie, if Yansheng stayed overnight, He Zhonghe would feel awkward about "sleeping at home alone with a man".

But if you don't ask, it seems that you are a bit rude and wrong.

"Let's stay here tonight," He Zhonghe said towards the kitchen, "there are rooms available."

Refuse, refuse, refuse, hurry up...

"No, I still have something to do when I go back tonight." Yan Sheng said.

He Zhonghe breathed a sigh of relief.

The hot pot of He Zhonghe's family is a huge square family pot, which is enough for five or six people to eat together. When the fire is turned to the highest setting, the hot pot is very refreshing.

It was raining outside, the air conditioner was turned on at home, and the hot pot on the table was bubbling and steaming, which was very cozy.

"Old Zheng issued a notice a few days ago to start school and move the building, so he must not relocate?" He Zhonghe took a bite of frozen tofu and hissed for a long time.

"Change the row and adjust the position." Yan Sheng took a sip of Coke, "We will say goodbye soon."

"That's great." He Zhonghe smiled, "You are the first person at my table who got into a fight within three days."

"Aren't you very sad?" Yan Sheng also curled the corner of his mouth.

He Zhonghe almost choked: "Student Yansheng, I find that you are really shameless sometimes."

"To be honest, I don't want to go to the third floor." He Zhonghe lowered his voice mysteriously, "I went there once before when I had nothing to do. There are only three classrooms on the first floor, and there are iron railing doors in the middle. It’s very long, there are no windows, and it’s opaque, walking inside is like following a haunted house.”

"I've heard people say that the building is the third floor because of good Fengshui." Yan Sheng said.

"Fuck, the school leaders still believe this?" He Zhonghe was surprised, and took a colander to scoop the pot several times but failed to pick up the quail eggs.

Yan Sheng took the colander out of his hand, scooped up the eggs and put them on He Zhonghe's plate: "And every time after the third year of senior high school students move out, they will be whipped."

"I'm shocked." He Zhonghe raised his eyebrows.

After eating slowly, it was past nine o'clock. He Zhonghe took an umbrella from the umbrella stand, and searched at home for a long time but couldn't find the second one.

Yan Sheng silently looked at the other two umbrellas hanging next to the umbrella stand, without reminding him.

So in the end, the two of them held the same umbrella and walked all the way to the gate of the family courtyard.

After walking two steps, they knocked their shoulders together, and the other party's voice was clearer in the rain under the umbrella.

After getting into the taxi, Yansheng held the phone in his hand and turned it around.

The lingering warmth of this night was quite long, and he was still reminiscing about it.

I can't say what it feels like, just... staying with him is very relaxing and enjoyable.

And it was very warm, just like the "feeling of home" he imagined he had never felt before.

The experience is good, and I will come again next time.

Walking into the community, you can see that the lights are not on at home. Yan Deqiang is definitely not at home, and maybe Zhu Ling is not there either.

Quick fight.

The bedroom is almost empty, he puts all the important things in the studio, and the more private ones are in the dormitory.

A closet of clothes, pick a few seasonal and favorite items and stuff them into the suitcase, earphones, chargers, power banks, tablets, notebooks, textbooks, school bags.

That's all, no more.

Just enough to fill a 40-inch suitcase.

This is all the traces of his 18 years of living in this home.

Yan Sheng looked around the room again, and his eyes fell on the small wooden house that He Zhonghe gave him.

Although such half-factory goods have no collection value for him, he still wrapped the wooden house in a plastic bag and fixed it on the suitcase.

The sound of Zhu Ling's slight snoring in the next bedroom continued, Yansheng picked up his backpack, and gently walked to the door of her bedroom with the suitcase.

Then put the keys of the house door, the basement key, the elevator access control card, and the community access control card on the ground.

Zhu Ling will see this bunch of keys when she opens the bedroom door tomorrow.

It's not a provocation, it's not an announcement, just tell them calmly, I'm gone, and I won't come back if there is no accident.

Maybe Yan Deqiang will come to him, or even go to school to make trouble or do something more disgusting.

But that's for the future, let's talk about it later, he is in a particularly good mood tonight.

And in less than a year, he will be able to leave here completely.

I am especially thankful for my thoughts when I was a child. Many things will be easily solved when I grow up.

The check-in time agreed with the landlord is the day after tomorrow, so I will just find a hotel today and tomorrow.

Yan Sheng didn't have an umbrella, and was drenched all over. He walked down the street with a huge suitcase, and his steps were very brisk.