I, C, attend the funeral

Zihe scratched his face to ease the embarrassment.

Standing in the bright sunshine of the living room, he looked at Zhao Yin hanging the jade pendant on his waist calmly, like an ancient swordsman - if Zhao Yin had a sword, he would definitely hang the jade pendant on the sword.

The lustrous light is wrapped around Zhao Yin's waist, as if it is a treasure to protect Zhao Yin's kidneys.

Zihe couldn't help thinking wildly, suddenly thought of this, and stopped abruptly in a hurry.

Before Zhao Yin hung up the jade pendant and looked up, Zihe picked up the phone in a panic and dialed Li Juanshen's number.

"Hello? I'm busy, we'll talk about it later in the evening." Li Juanshen's voice was a little tired.

The case of Wang Tiannong is basically closed. The special case team of the bearded man has thoroughly investigated and confirmed that although the case is also evil, it should have nothing to do with the Hungry Ghost Dao cult.

Li Juanshen was in another secret residence preparing to report materials in order to understand the accidentally branched branch and get back on track with the cult case.

Not to mention Li Zihe, he didn't even have time to immerse himself in the memories of his previous life for a while.

"Come over to Zhao Yin's house for hot pot at noon. How long has it been since you had a good meal?" Zihe's voice was slightly hoarse, but the previous stiffness was gone.

"..." Li Juanshen raised his head from the information, looked at the time, and hesitated.

"People are like iron and rice is steel..." Zihe persuaded with a smile.

Hearing Zihe's voice, Li Juan suddenly pulled his lips and smiled.

Restoring the memory of the previous life is just to understand the concerns of both parties.

But the last life is the last life, this life is this life, they are not the same.

Zihe put aside the past, and his whole body became much refreshed.

Good.

"Success. I'll arrive around 12 o'clock." Li Juanshen was wondering if he wanted to bring some fruit drinks or something while talking.

Zihe responded and hung up the phone.

Zhao Yin had already walked to the door, he bent down and rubbed Kelie's head, casually picked up the flesh on the back of Kelie's neck, hugged it in his arms, turned back and said to Zihe, "Let's go."

Zihe nodded.

Both master and apprentice returned the house, with a cat in their left hand and... stroking the cat in their right hand.

……

……

When Zihe entered Zhao's house, he still had a cheerful smile on his face.

Just like every time he came, he was familiar with himself.

As a result, when he met the scrutinizing eyes of the Zhao family and saw a little hostility in the eyes, he suddenly realized that he was not Qian Shen, not Ding Xie, but Ding Yimo.

The confession fanatic who confessed his love to death in the show...

Zhao's mother was sitting at the dining table looking at her mobile phone, and the hot pot vegetables that had been arranged were placed on the table.

As soon as Zihe and the others entered the door, Mother Zhao hurriedly locked the phone screen, raised her head, and looked at Ding Yimo with complicated eyes.

Living, moving and talking, big stars you can meet.

He is tall, handsome, with long legs and a beautiful smile.

Zhao's mother was thinking about all the beautiful words about Ding Yimo that she had just found on her mobile phone. There are too many temptations in the entertainment industry, and it is even more so to grow up to be such a beautiful boy...

Ugh.

Ding Yimo was invited by Zhao Yin to the living room and sat next to Zhao's father. Zhao's father was also a little embarrassed and didn't know what attitude to use to talk to Ding Yimo.

Neither the old couple thought that one day they would have to face such a battle.

Zhao's mother took a sip of water, while scanning Zihe's eyes, she turned on the phone screen.

It shows Weibo pages, trending searches, several articles about the horror live broadcast, some about the Wang Tiannong case, and some about the live broadcast of 'One's Food'...

Ding Yimo is naturally on the list, even Zhao Yin's name is on the list...

This guy Ding Yimo has done a lot of things in the past two days, causing the city to be full of ups and downs, and the whole Internet to boil.

Whether it's a gourmet show or a ghost-hunting show, he's the one doing things!

Netizens will never let him go, they insist on pulling out all kinds of gossip and gossip, and chatting with Ding Yimo thoroughly.

What Zhao's mother was watching was the CP super talk about Ding Yimo and Zhao Yin.

Many titles are shocking to Zhao's mother.

[Ding Yimo came out openly and fell in love with high school student Zhao Yin! 】

【Who is Zhao Yin who is so lucky? 】

[Zhao Yin, a high school student in Tanshan City, is said to have dated the richest lady in the city, and now he has quickly moved on and become a rival in love with the whole people—this young man is not easy! 】

[Ding Yimo slapped Zhao Yin's ass in the ghost hunting show, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

[Ding Yimo called Zhao Yin a terrific little boy, so sweet! 】

[I'm crushed on cp, please give me more food! 】

[The years are quiet and good, we should not let the limitations of the world lose the slightest bit of beauty in Zhao Ding's cp! 】

"..." Mother Zhao's heart was twitching.

Zhao's mother's fingers paused on a sign marked [Want to see Zhao Yinding Yimo kiss!kiss me! ]’s article, I couldn’t point my finger down for a long time.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Ding Yimo, who was sitting next to Father Zhao with a smile, and was drinking from a cup.

My heart is very chaotic.

She turned off the mobile phone Weibo, locked the phone screen, and buckled it on the table, then looked at Ding Yimo seriously, stood up, and said:

"Ding Yimo, I want to talk to you alone."

The room was suddenly quiet, as if a needle could be heard.

Ke Lie just jumped onto the table by the window, and was stretching his body to bask in the sun. Hearing Mother Zhao's words, he couldn't help stopping his body, opened his round eyes, and looked towards Mother Zhao——

Finally someone has to take care of these two!

Father Zhao nervously squeezed the water glass in his hand and almost forgot to drink water.

Zhao Yin also frowned, and then he hung himself and Zihe's down jacket on the clothes hanger on the side, turned his head and walked to the sofa, looked at Zihe, felt a little worried, and wanted to persuade his mother.

Zihe took a deep breath and thought: Zhao Yin can't let Zhao Yin face everything by himself.

After all, it was he who made it, and he should bear the storm of Zhao's mother.

He smiled and nodded towards Zhao Yin, indicating that he was fine.

Hehehe, how can I clarify with Zhao's mother so that Zhao's mother can relax?

As he stood up, he followed Mother Zhao upstairs.

When turning the corner, she turned her head with a smile, and saw Zhao Yin's serious and nervous face.

Haha, Tiny is so cute...

Why are you so nervous?

Sitting at the round table in the small hall on the second floor, although Zihe looked at ease, he was actually a little nervous.

There is a weird sense of pressure in the atmosphere of talking to parents.

He looked at Zhao's mother who was sitting opposite, and the capable mother also had an embarrassed expression.

There was confusion in her expression, as if what she was about to say next would be very embarrassing.

Zihe started to run the train in his heart.

Zhao's mother must be thinking about the price now - how much should she give 'Ding Yimo' to let 'Ding Yimo' leave her son?

It must be doing this kind of calculation.

After all, Zhao's mother is very rich now, so it is very reasonable to throw money at him.

But the big star is obviously not short of money, so Zhao's mother is very entangled.

Thinking of this, Zihe gradually relaxed.

Haha, Mother Zhao is thinking too much.

He and Zhao Yin are definitely just friends, that kind of pure friendship that plays together and can help each other become better people.

Thinking of this, Zihe began to organize words in his heart. When Zhao's mother asked him to leave Zhao Yin, how would he convince Zhao's mother that the friendship between him and Zhao Yin would last forever.

Just as I was thinking about it, it suddenly came to my mind that just now in the big villa No. 1, when I was showing the jade pendant to Little Death, the other party suddenly wrapped him up in the quilt and wrapped him in a swaddling baby...

This... should also be in the category of friendship.

His mind suddenly became confused, and Zihe had to try his best to bring Feiyuan's thoughts back.

In the end, she was sorting out her logic when Mother Zhao suddenly cleared her throat, and she was about to speak.

Taking a deep breath, Mother Zhao seemed to have finally prepared her mentally.

Those eyes, which were a little sharp because of business, stared at Zihe with a serious expression.

No, it's grim.

Seeing such eyes, Zihe unconsciously sat up straight.

Then, he heard Mother Zhao say:

"In any case, please be sure..." Zhao's mother paused a little bit, then took a deep breath and was about to speak again.

Zihe tensed his nerves, and the muscles in his shoulder blades stiffened unconsciously.

"My son must be attacked!" Mother Zhao's voice was not loud, but her tone was heavy.

After saying these seven words, she leaned back on the chair back in relief, but those eyes were still fixed on Zihe's eyes, showing her persistence.

"??" Zihe raised his eyebrows, his eyes gradually rounded.

He picked his ears.

what?

Did he hear it right?

what?