Did Zhou Jing retire today?

The day before the agreed meeting date, Zhou Jing finished his day's work and called Tang Jue as soon as he entered the house.

"When are you going back to Beijing?"

Tang Jue cleared his throat: "I'm already here..."

"Ah?" Zhou Jing paused while changing clothes, "Then where are you now?"

Tang Jue was suspiciously silent for a while: "...my house."

Zhou Jing frowned, put on her home clothes, picked up her mobile phone and hung up, and made another video call via WeChat.

A few seconds later, the video was connected, and Tang Jue was sitting in his restaurant in home clothes, looking at the screen helplessly with his chin resting on his hand.

Tang Jue's family, Zhou Jing, had been there many times before confirming the relationship, so it was natural to know at a glance that this person was indeed staying at home honestly, but he didn't make a video call to confirm this.

"Since you're back in Beijing, why don't you come to my house?" Zhou Jing stared at Tang Jue's face and asked a little unhappy.He clearly agreed to meet his parents at his house, but why did he go to his own house?

Tang Jue coughed uncomfortably, fiddled with the glass water glass in front of him: "...I'll go there tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Why do you have to come back tomorrow? Why don't you just come and live here today? It's not like I haven't stayed here before." Zhou Jing muttered, feeling a little aggrieved as she spoke.

Although we can meet tomorrow, the two haven't seen each other for five or six days before that... Although there are calls and video connections every day, after all, they can chat and send lovesickness through the screen, but they can't Really ease the longing... How long has it been since the relationship was officially confirmed, and this person actually doesn't miss him anymore!

Tang Jue didn't notice Zhou Jing's emotions, and played with the glass with downcast eyes: "It's just...I think...your parents are going to your house directly tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"when's the flight?"

Zhou Jing frowned suspiciously: "The plane at 09:30 in the morning will arrive in Beijing at about 10:30, right? Counting the time on the way, it is estimated to arrive around [-]:[-]."

"Cough, it's just...look..." Tang Jue took a sip of water, licked his lips, stared at the cup but didn't look at the screen, "If I come to live today...your parents are here...you can see it when you open the door I...isn't it, cough, not very good..."

"What's wrong... Oh," Zhou Jing finally realized, and immediately blushed, looking around in the cloakroom, not daring to look at the phone anymore, "It's a little... Then, then you tomorrow What time are you coming?"

Tang Jue took another sip of water, thought for a while and said, "Uncle and aunt must be very tired after running all the way here, and the three of you haven't seen each other for a long time, and you need time to spend alone and chat. So I think I'll go there in the afternoon, do you think it's okay?"

Unexpectedly, Tang Jue was so thoughtful, Zhou Jing said sweetly in his heart, "Okay, why not?"

After finishing speaking, he changed his mind, looked at the boyfriend on the screen and smiled: "Seeing that you are so active in wanting to see my parents, I thought you were really not nervous at all."

"Who says I'm nervous, I'm just..." Tang Jue picked up the cup, "I'm purely thinking of you."

"Okay~ Thank you for being so considerate of me!" Zhou Jing held back a smile and said solemnly, "By the way, there is no water in the cup, are you drinking air?"

"..."

The next morning, Zhou Jing woke up early, took the ingredients that Xiao Chen had bought from the morning market, and plunged into the kitchen. He tried his best to cook a delicious meal for his parents. At one o'clock, the doorbell rang.

Zhou Jing rushed out of the kitchen, opened the door, and hugged a middle-aged woman who looked a lot like him, embracing her without letting go.

"Yo, how can it be? Isn't it crying?" Zhou's mother patted her son who was a head taller than herself, her eyes were slightly red.

Zhou's father endured the sore nose and patted his son on the shoulder: "Go in and cut, go in first and then go in."

Zhou Jing rubbed her mother's shoulder, raised her head and at the same time concealedly wiped away her tears before letting go of Zhou's mother.Xiao Chen took his parents' suitcase from his hand, thanked him in a low voice, and welcomed his parents into the house.

Zhou's mother walked into the living room, looked at the house, and took off her coat: "This is the best thing about Beijing. There is heating in the door, but this house is a bit small. Putty, did you buy or rent this house?"

"It was rented by the company." Zhou Jing took the coat that his parents had taken off, hung it in the closet in the entrance hall, and replied with a smile.

Zhou's father walked around inside and outside the house, finally sat down on the sofa, and said in a disgusted tone, "Why don't you rent a bigger one, it's too small, with a few more people, the living room can't even fit in."

"It's too big and it's not easy to clean. I think it's good, but the company is also helping me to look at the new house recently. I guess I will live here not long." After hanging up the clothes, Zhou Jing went to the water bar again, and gave it to my parents. Poured two cups of hot water and put them on the coffee table, then turned around to get food again.

Zhou's mother hurriedly grabbed him and pressed him on the sofa: "Let mom take a good look at it... I lost weight, a lot of weight! Dad, see if Putty has lost weight?"

"Well, I've lost weight." Zhou's father nodded in agreement with his wife, looking up and down at his son carefully.

"Really! I feel that Putty has lost a lot of weight. Did you eat well?" Zhou's mother held Zhou Jing's hand, her eyes were full of distress.

Zhou Jing laughed, and said in a soft voice: "I eat well, three meals a day are not bad, and I look good on camera when I'm thinner."

"Oh, don't worry about whether it looks good in the camera or not! Your body is the most important thing, and you can't ruin your body because of work!" Zhou's mother asked for a long time before thinking of something and looking around, "By the way, putty, Lennon Where's your boyfriend? Why isn't he here? Are you working?"

As soon as Tang Jue was mentioned, Zhou Jing thought of the man who was so nervous last night that he drank the air, lowered his head and laughed twice: "In order to see you, he asked the crew for two days off, and he was worried that he would come too early and occupy our family of three. It's time for reunion, so I will come here in the afternoon."

Mother Zhou's eyes lit up when she heard that, she turned her head to look at Father Zhou happily, and exchanged a gratified look with him: "This child is so caring! Someone is with you in this circle, and treats you sincerely, so mom and dad can rest assured Yes! By the way, putty, Lennon hasn’t told mom who is Lennon’s boyfriend? We’re going to meet in the afternoon, so we can’t keep it a secret, can we?”

Zhou Jing thought about it for a while, but still kept it a secret: "Mom, I'll know who it is when I see you. There's still something cooking in my pot. I'll go and have a look."

"You little girl, you still keep it a secret from your mother! What did you cook? Let me see!"

Watching his wife chasing his son into the kitchen, Zhou's father relaxed on the sofa and looked around.

The house was tidy, without too many decorations. It seemed to be a normal single man's residence, but some small details still revealed that there was another person frequenting here.

The two game controllers placed on the TV cabinet, the couple mugs next to each other in the water bar, and the lonely men's slippers in the entrance because there is no owner...

Zhou's father didn't know whether he was disappointed or sighed in relief: "Jingjing is getting married..."

After lunch, Zhou Jing drove his parents to the bedroom to rest, cleaned up the kitchen by himself, sat down on the sofa, looked around, and said to himself: "It's really a bit small..."

The Spring Festival will be celebrated in two months, and we will meet each other. At that time, the two families will not be separated, right?He definitely can't do it. Although Tang Juana's house is bigger than his house, it's only a little over 100 square meters. It was originally three rooms, but one of the guest bedrooms has also been converted into a cloakroom.

Speaking of two popular actors, it seems a bit unbelievable that their home is so small, but for them who travel around all the year round, they spend less time sleeping at home than in a hotel.Therefore, they don't have high requirements for the house, it is private and easy to take care of. Even after Tang Jue has been popular for so many years, the house is still rented.

But it’s different now. Zhou Jing has never seriously considered the housing issue like before. He even checked the high-end real estate in Beijing on a whim, and was so scared by the price that he almost carried the high-speed train back to Shanghai overnight.

"How can it be a huge amount..." Zhou Jing was so frightened that she ran out of Shanghainese, turned off her tablet and thought for a while, then picked up her phone to check the money in her account.

It seems... It seems... Even the down payment is almost... Zhou Jing put down the phone and sighed faintly: "Let's rent it first..."

"Do you want to rent something?" Zhou's mother's voice suddenly came from behind, Zhou Jing looked back, and his parents got up at some time, and they were standing behind him and looking at him.

"It's nothing." Zhou Jing quickly patted the sofa, and changed the topic with a smirk, "Parents come to sit, I guess it won't be long...he will come."

When Zhou's mother heard this, her face changed: "Oh, that won't work, I have to wash my face first! Dad, please help me take the makeup bag out of the luggage!"

Zhou's father, who has always been called by his wife, ran to unpack without saying a word. After Zhou's mother washed her face and put on a beautiful makeup, the doorbell of Zhou Jing's house rang at the right time.

Zhou Jing's eyes lit up, and she jumped up and down to open the door. Zhou Fu and Zhou Mu also stood up from the sofa, arranging their clothes awkwardly, and looking at the door eagerly.

"Tang...what's this?" Zhou Jing's smile froze as soon as he opened the door.I saw two huge cardboard boxes floating in front of me, blocking my view, and the side of them facing Zhou Jing read: High-end Massage Foot Bathtub.

Shen Shubai struggled to poke half of his head out from behind the foot tub, with a look of lovelessness: "There are more in the back."

"..."

Zhou Jing just watched Shen Shubai and Guo Ziwen move in things such as foot tubs, massage instruments, high-end tea and Maotai wine from the outside, and somehow had the illusion of watching the betrothal gifts enter the door.

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother were even more stunned. At the end when Tang Jue stood in front of them and said hello respectfully, neither of them showed much expression.

"I know you. I've watched the show between you and Jingjing. Although Jingjing kept it secret, I already guessed it was you...but..." Zhou's mother looked at the mountains of things in the living room and sipped her hands. She pursed her lips, "You are so different from the one in the TV series..."

A loyal fan of domestic TV dramas, a long-time reader of Mary Su literature, and mother Zhou who is [-] years old but always has a girlish heart, she sighed softly.

At this moment, the three men present seemed to hear the voice of the girl's dream shattering.