My bedmate always blushes at me

Hang Zhenze put down his chopsticks too hard, and a "snap" attracted everyone's attention.

Under the gaze of five pairs of eyes, the expression on Hang Zhenze's face did not fluctuate at all. He got up and nodded to everyone present: "Excuse me."

Hang Kai's face was distorted for a moment, but he quickly changed over, uncovered the topic just now, and started a new topic with a smile.

"Ignore him, tell me about your plans to come to Beicheng this time."

After leaving the box, Hang Zhenze let out a long breath.

Obviously no one smoked in this party, but the atmosphere inside was more suffocating than the smog.

Hang Zhenze went to the bathroom, washed his face, and the depression in his chest faded a little.

As a result, as soon as he turned out of the corridor, he saw Wen Yuting standing at the door of the box.As soon as she saw Hang Zhenze, her eyes flashed expectantly, obviously waiting for him.

Hang Zhenze didn't have any opinion on this girl, but the premise was that she didn't take the initiative to provoke him.

He walked over, nodded to Wen Yuting, and tried to enter the box, but she stopped him.

"Wait a minute." The girl's voice was crisp, like silver beads falling on the ground, "I have something to tell you."

Hang Zhenze stopped, turned to face her, and made a gesture of listening attentively.

Wen Yuting's movements were a little awkward, she lowered her head and pursed her lips, as if she had prepared a good draft, before she said: "Just now what Dad and the others said was just a joke, don't take it to heart."

"I know, I don't take it seriously."

Hang Zhenze replied quickly, almost without a pause.

Wen Yuting didn't seem to expect him to answer so quickly, as if she was in a hurry to get rid of the relationship, she suddenly felt ashamed, and was speechless for a long time.

Hang Zhenze waited for her for dozens of seconds, but when he saw that she hadn't spoken, he turned to leave, but was stopped again.

"Well, it's my first time to Beicheng. I will also study in Beicheng in the future. Can I add a WeChat account? Can I ask you anything in the future?"

Now, Hang Zhenze figured out a little taste.

He quickly looked at Wen Yuting's expression, and felt that his judgment should be right.

Although Hang Zhenze was born crooked, but he couldn't help being good-looking. There were not a few girls who chased him when he was a student.In addition to the straightforward and straightforward girls, there are more girls like Wen Yuting, who are shy and timid, expressing affection with a pair of talking eyes, but they do not express their feelings in words.

To deal with such introverted girls, you need to reject them clearly, otherwise they will silently bury that feeling in their hearts, causing trouble for themselves and delaying them at the same time.

"I have a date." Hang Zhenze said abruptly.

Wen Yuting was taken aback for a moment, the embarrassment and shame of being punctured surged up, and she clutched her skirt tightly and did not let go.

"I need his approval to add friends, sorry." Hang Zhenze said nonsense without blushing.

This sentence is a step, and the subtext is that I rejected you not because I saw that you were interested in me, but because everyone is the same.

Wen Yuting also walked down the steps. She pulled her broken hair behind her ears and forced a smile to agree: "Your partner is quite strict."

"Ah."

Hang Zhenze responded casually, and then substituted this sentence into Yang Tao's image, feeling that his peachy and strict words had nothing to do with each other, but he would rather be under Yang Tao's control and not be allowed to add friends.

Thinking about it, he unconsciously showed a gentle smile.

Seeing this smile, Wen Yuting on the side had no doubts about the fact that Hang Zhenze had a partner.

Thinking of Yang Tao, Hang Zhenze felt that it was a waste of time for him to stay at the dinner, so he might as well go home and stay with Yang Tao.So he said to Wen Yuting: "I just answered a phone call. I'm in a hurry. I'm leaving first. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry."

Halfway through, he thought of something, turned around and asked: "My parents don't know that I have a date yet, please help keep it secret."

Hang Zhenze smiled politely at Wen Yuting, then turned and left after speaking.

Before Wen Yuting could react, she saw Hang Zhenze's relentless back.

Wen Yuting went back to the box and sat down, silent for a long time, staring at the bowl in front of her in a daze, until she was called by Hang Kai, she came back to her senses.

Hang Kai asked her: "Did Xiaoyu meet Zhenze when she went out just now? Why hasn't this kid come back yet?"

Wen Yuting replied honestly: "Yes, he just told me that he had to leave beforehand."

Hearing this, Hang Kai frowned disapprovingly, said that Hang Zhenze was unruly and rude, and apologized to the Wen family: "I'm sorry, that kid is always so unruly."

Wen Yuting waved her hand and explained to Hang Zhenze in a soft voice: "It's okay, maybe his girlfriend is in a hurry to find him."

As soon as these words came out, Hang Kai was stunned, and Luo Wanzhi also stopped chopsticks.

Only Wen Yuting didn't seem to notice anything, and continued: "Uncle, you don't know that he has a girlfriend, right? You made fun of me and him before, which may have made him a little unhappy."

Hang Kai and Luo Wanzhi quickly exchanged glances, then laughed dryly, showing just the right amount of embarrassment: "Really, he kept it a secret. Uncle will ask him when he goes back. It's Uncle's fault, so he shouldn't be joking casually. Uncle apologizes to you."

Wen Yuting accepted the apology understandingly, Hang Kai quickly changed the subject, and the atmosphere at the table returned to excitement.

After returning home, Hang Zhenze found an unexpected guest at home.

He maintained the action of putting the keys in the grocery basket, and stared at the old man who had stood up in the living room with some surprise, and did not respond for a long time.

It was Grandma Yang who came to her senses first, and joked kindly with a smile on her face: "I don't know you now? I'm Grandma Yang Tao!"

Hang Zhenze smiled and said hello, "Grandma."

After changing his shoes, he walked into the living room, and saw Yang Tao who was sitting on the sofa, winking at him crazily.

From Yang Tao's helpless and apologetic eyes, Hang Zhenze probably guessed that he was saying: "I'm sorry, I really can't persuade my grandma, she insists on coming."

Hang Zhenze asked Grandma Yang: "Why did you come here suddenly? We didn't prepare anything."

Grandma Yang waved her hand, pointed to the kitchen, and replied, "I'm not worried that you two young men can't take care of yourself when you live together. I bought a lot of delicious food. Tonight, grandma will cook for you. OK."

Yang Tao quickly retorted: "We take good care of ourselves. I told you that Hang Zhenze can cook."

Grandma Yang glared at her grandson angrily, and said in a complaining tone: "You still say! He can cook, what about you? Just eat ready-made ones? You don't feel embarrassed to bother Xiao Hang."

Yang Tao pouted and turned his head away.

Hang Zhenze hurriedly said: "It's okay, I cook and he washes the dishes."

"Hey, how can I do that. You guys are always not as good at cooking as I, who has spent most of my life in the kitchen." Grandma Yang was very enthusiastic, "Wait, Taoer likes my cooking the most, and you Guaranteed to like it."

Having said that, it seems that Grandma Yang's decision cannot be changed.

When it was time to cook, Hang Zhenze was still too embarrassed to let Grandma Yang, who was a guest, work alone in the kitchen, so he walked into the kitchen and rolled up his sleeves.

"I'll help you, Grandma."

Grandma Yang drove him away with disgust: "You go play, I don't need help."

Hang Zhenze had already picked up a carrot and put it under the faucet to wash it: "I'll help you wash the vegetables."

Seeing that he insisted, Grandma Yang stopped chasing people away, and turned around to pour oil into the hot pot by herself.

During the period, Yang Tao also poked his head over, and asked hesitantly, "Is there anything you need me for?"

As a result, Hang Zhenze and Grandma Yang said in unison: "No."

Yang Tao felt that he was disgusted, so he pursed his lips, but still refused to leave.

Hang Zhenze wiped his hands and walked in front of him, bowed his head and said to him, "The kitchen is not big, and three people can't turn around. You can help me with the cooking later, okay?"

"alright."

Yang Tao reluctantly moved back to the living room.

Persuading Yang Tao to leave, Hang Zhenze went back to the chopping board to cut vegetables. Grandma Yang glanced at her grandson, then stared at Hang Zhenze for a while, and suddenly sighed.

"Hey, you are a good boy, unlike our Taoer, who only knows how to eat and doesn't know how to do any housework."

Hang Zhenze smiled and replied while cutting vegetables: "He doesn't need to know how to do it."

Grandma Yang still shook her head: "Housework is a trivial matter. I'm just worried that he will always be like this, like a child. He's almost twenty, and he's still very childish."

Hang Zhenze didn't know how to answer, so he listened carefully, answering twice from time to time.

Sometimes the old man's ramblings don't need other people's answers, and he can say a lot with only one audience.Grandma Yang continued talking.

"Sometimes I worry, he is so old and so naive, how can girls like him in the future? But sometimes I think he is like a child, happy every day, it's better than being sad all the time when he was young, and It’s rare, so I don’t want to demand anything from him.”

There were past events hidden in these words, Hang Zhenze could hear it keenly, and his hands paused.

Fortunately, he didn't need to ask, and Grandma Yang continued nagging:

"Our Taoer suffered a lot when he was a child. His mother died of illness when he was seven years old. At that age, he just understood what death is, but his mind was not strong enough to accept this fact. He always cried for his mother. He Dad also lost his soul during that time, and I couldn't take care of him well, so I came here from my hometown."

"At that time, Tao'er was as thin as a little monkey, his face was bloodless and sallow, and he looked completely different from when I saw him during the Chinese New Year. I only found out later that he didn't want to eat because of his mother's death. His father didn't care to take care of him, so he starved the child like that. I scolded his father and forced him to eat slowly, so he gradually brought him back."

Grandma Yang sighed again: "Later he was ill and had a high fever, and when he recovered, he forgot about his mother's death. I lied to him with his father, saying that his mother had gone to work abroad. We can't hide it After living for a long time, after a few years, he will gradually understand it by himself."

"It's good to forget." Grandma Yang smiled wryly, "Maybe God sees this child is pitiful, let him wake up after a nap, and forget all the sad things."

Hang Zhenze didn't know when he had stopped chopping vegetables and listened intently to Grandma Yang's memories of Yang Tao's childhood.

"Hi! Why did I suddenly mention this?"

Grandma Yang came back to her senses, turned off the fire on the stove, restored her kind smile, and said to Hang Zhenze, "I'm sorry, I've brought up so many sad things with you."

"No, no." Hang Zhenze showed a embarrassed look for the first time, he picked up the kitchen knife again, and lowered his head to cut vegetables.

The kitchen fell silent for a while, only the sound of kitchen knives falling on the chopping board and the sound of hot soup boiling.

This kind of silence lasted for several minutes, and it wasn't until Grandma Yang started cooking the second dish that Hang Zhenze said firmly:

"He will always be happy in the future."