My daughter-in-law, Teacher Qin

The terrified Teacher Qin became nervous even in class, what did Ji Cheng's parents mean by asking them to go back to eat?

Time flies by day by day, and before he can clear his mind, in early June, in order to give way to the examination room for the college entrance examination candidates, their school closed early.

In the afternoon before returning to Ji's house for dinner, Ji Cheng came back from the auto repair shop, and Qin Shuhao and Qin Shuhao each took a shower, changed their clothes and went out.

Qin Shuhao put his hands on his knees trembling. Ji Cheng turned on the air conditioner in the car and found that Qin Shuhao's face was abnormally pale. He stopped the car at the gate of the community first.

Seeing Ji Cheng unbuckle his seat belt, Qin Shuhao asked him, "Do you want to buy something for your parents?"

The man unbuttoned his seat belt and leaned over to undo it for him, stroking his hair carelessly.

"Cut your hair first and then go shopping."

Qin Shu touched his head in a daze, he really should cut his hair.

Writing on the blackboard in the classroom, the bangs on the forehead are a bit blocking the glasses.

He got out of the car with an "oh", and followed Ji Cheng into the barber shop next to him.

Ji Cheng stood beside Qin Shuhao and asked the barber how to trim his hair here and there.

And like threatening others, he also demanded that Qin Shuhao not have a single hair in his neck.

Qin Shuhao sat helplessly in the swivel chair, and his family, Ji Cheng, was too domineering, so he couldn't help but think of the school that used to be the leader.

The freshly washed hair was cool and thin, and the barber brother trimmed Qin Shuhao's hair under Ji Cheng's almost ferocious gaze, and finally achieved the effect Ji Cheng wanted.

Qin Shuhao is very much like that high school student Qin Shu, handsome and gentle, making him want to continue to sit at the same table with him.

When drying Qin Shuhao's hair, the little brother carefully checked Qin Shuhao's neck, and Ji Cheng stared at him for a long time.

After confirming that the hair scum did not enter, he dared to remove the hairdressing apron.

Ji Cheng took his little idiot to buy something and got into the car, holding Qin Shuhao's hand all the way.

"Don't worry, my mother and the others have already accepted us."

Ji Cheng told Qin Shuhao firmly.

Qin Shuhao, who was looking out the window, bit his lower lip and looked at him, "Really?"

He really hoped that Ji Cheng's parents would recognize the two of them.

Ji Cheng nodded and turned the corner with one hand on the steering wheel.

"My mother seems to have changed a lot, she is more family-friendly than before."

When he said this, his tone was somewhat lonely.

When I was young, I longed for fatherly love and motherly love. Now that I have grown up, his mother is like other mothers who try to cook, wash and make phone calls at home to care about their children. Ji Cheng has a huge psychological gap.

Qin Shuhao also fell down with him, and then comforted him softly.

"The change is all because of love. Your mother is calling you now and telling you to go back for dinner, which proves that she cares about you."

"Well, so, don't be nervous, my dad is even less likely to drive you away."

Ji Cheng pinched his fingertips, like playing with a toy.

The Mercedes-Benz stopped at the entrance of the villa, Ji Cheng pushed open the creaking iron gate, and brought Qin Shuhao in with his things.

When he came back this time, he really brought his little idiot into the house.

Lin Yun, who doesn't know how to cook very much, is busy in the kitchen. Standing next to him is an elderly woman who looks like a neighbor who is not short of money.

When Lin Yun saw them coming into the kitchen, he hurriedly introduced to the elder sister who was helping her cook. When introducing Qin Shuhao, he smiled and said that this was also her son.

The old lady was also a shrewd person, she kindly smiled and praised them both.

Fortunately, after hearing Lin Yun say that he was her son, Qin Shu was finally sure that what Ji Cheng said was not to comfort him, and now only Ji Cheng and his father are left...

Ji Cheng rolled up his shirt sleeves to help his mother cook, and the old lady was about to go back.

Lin Yun warmly asked her to stay at home for dinner, but she left with a smile.

Qin Shuhao and Ji Cheng both know how to cook, one is because they have learned from their parents, and the other is because they are forced to make ends meet.

Lin Yun, as the host who invited them to dinner, was put aside to observe instead.

The woman looked at Qin Shuhao's proficient chopping and cooking, and asked him who he learned from. Qin Shuhao smiled wryly and said that he saw it when his parents were cooking.

Lin Yun quickly shut his mouth, on the one hand he was worried about Qin Shuhao's parents, on the other hand he felt guilty that he and her and Ji Cheng's father had cared too little for Ji Cheng.

Ji Shang sat in the study on the second floor and played chess with acquaintances on the computer. After a game of chess, Ji Cheng and the others downstairs had already prepared a table of dishes.

Ji Shang was reluctantly called down by Ji Cheng, and the four of them sat at the dining table and stared at the dishes.

Lin Yun spoke first, with a smile on his face, and talked to Qin Shuhao gently.

"Good book, first of all, Mom wants to apologize to you."

Qin Shu, who was sitting next to Ji Cheng and opposite Lin Yun, was stunned. He looked at Lin Yun with round eyes.

The woman still had the previous strong look on her face, but now she was just like an ordinary mother, talking to the friends the child brought home.

"I couldn't think about you and Ji Cheng in the past. I did, I did a lot of things that hurt you. Mom wants to say sorry to you first."

Lin Yun thinks about it now, she was only thinking of her own son at that time, she asked too much of Qin Shuhao, she felt ashamed.

Qin Shuhao couldn't let go, but when Lin Yun wanted to apologize to him, he became even more entangled, and waved his hand at the opposite woman.

"Don't say that, don't say that, I, I am also wrong."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Cheng asked next to his left ear, "What did you do wrong?"

"..."

Qin Shu was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak, and his left hand was still being held by Ji Cheng.

Ji Cheng raised his chest and looked at his father who was sitting on the opposite side of him.

"Dad, my mother has expressed her opinion, how about you?"

The middle-aged man stared helplessly at the chopsticks in his hand, when Ji Cheng asked him, he hummed in a low voice.

Then he took out a small red envelope from his gray shirt pocket with a careless expression.

Lin Yun next to her saw this stiff-mouthed guy from her family, and stopped him with an "oops".

Complained: "Didn't we all agree, today's meal, we should say everything clearly, you are going to be stubborn now, aren't you?"

Ji Shang impatiently stuffed the half-exposed red envelope back into his pocket, "Tell me, if you want to talk, hurry up."

Lin Yun showed anger, and kicked his slippers under the table.

It was she who spoke first, none of the four moved their chopsticks, Lin Yun spoke to Qin Shuhao gently.

"Ji Cheng's father and I asked the doctor when we were discharged from the hospital. Hello, you and Ji Cheng... Before, people like me were too closed-minded and traditional. Now we understand how difficult it is for you two children, so , should you change your mind too?"

As soon as Lin Yun finished speaking, Ji Shang continued to say what she said, but his eyes were still fixed on his chopsticks, deliberately covering up the embarrassment at this time.

"From now on, you and Ji Cheng will be our sons, and we will also be your parents. You two will... live a good life."

Qin Shuhao's eyes were hot, and Lin Yun looked at him expectantly.

Ji Cheng knew that he was being hit hard now, so he let go of his hand and put his arms around his shoulders to bring him into his arms.

Seeing this, Lin Yun only felt uncomfortable. Whose child has no parents? Hearing that others recognized him as a child, would he not be touched?

Ji Shang, a middle-aged straight man, accepted that his son was gay, but he still felt uncomfortable watching two men hug each other so intimately in front of him.

He was able to understand it, so he lowered his head to take out the red envelope he had wrapped the night before, and placed it on the table richly.

Qin Shuhao clenched his fists to hold back his tears, Ji Cheng kissed Qin Shuhao's exposed brows in front of his parents.

"Good book, call Mom and Dad, and accept the red envelope."

Lin Yun called him softly.

The solemn atmosphere dissipated a lot at once, Ji Cheng rubbed his arm and coaxed him.

"Call it."

Qin Shuhao missed his parents very much at this moment, twitched his nose with pantothenic acid, and looked at the two elders sitting opposite him with serious expressions.

"Dad, mom."

When Lin Yun was called, Qin Shuhao seemed to hear his mother calling him "Shu Hao" in his ears.

Eye sockets were hot, and I couldn't help it anymore, I turned my head and plunged into Ji Cheng's arms.

Try not to let the two parents on the opposite side cry out on the spot when they see him worthless.

With Ji Cheng holding the back of his head with one hand, Qin Shuhao didn't dare to lose his composure in front of his elders, and suppressed his sadness with difficulty.

Ji Cheng handed him a tissue, Qin Shuhao pressed Ji Cheng's chest to wipe away his tears, sucked his nose again, and sat down calmly.

Seeing how uncomfortable he was, Lin Yun took out the red envelope from the ice silk coat and pushed it to Qin Shuhao.

"You can't be resurrected after death. Your parents must hope that you will be well."

Qin Shuhao nodded with red eyes, lowered his head and took off his glasses to wipe away the tears.

"The red envelope Mom gave you, take it."

Light white fingers took the red envelope and held it cautiously, "Thank you, Mom."

Ji Cheng sighed silently, why did his idiot call "Mom" make him so worried.

Lin Yunsheng gave Qin Shuhao a night of tofu soup, "It's okay, don't be polite to Mom as a family, Mom didn't give you much money, and there is a gold ring that Ji Cheng's grandma passed on to me for you."

Qin Shu knew what this meant, just like the quilt they gave him when they came back from Grandpa Ji's house.

Ji Shang held a thin little red package and acted casually.

"I don't have a dowry. I have a card in it. It's enough to buy a house."

Qin Shu didn't dare to reach out his hand when he heard it so nice, and timidly refused, "This, it's too expensive, I, I can't accept such an expensive red envelope."

When Ji Shang heard this, he wanted to be anxious with him, thinking that Qin Shuhao stopped talking just after crying, and put the red envelope on Ji Cheng's table.

"Money is inseparable from anywhere. I heard that kid from the Lin family say that you work at the school. If Ji Cheng is not around someday, you can also take care of it."

"I can't be away."

Ji Cheng interjected coolly, then naturally took the red envelope and put it into Qin Shuhao's hand.

"Stinky boy, you..." Ji Shang stared blankly at the choking of his own son.

"Take it, give it to us for the elderly."

He wraps the back of Qin Shuhao's hands like a sail that shields him from the wind and rain.

After dinner, Lin Yun called to Ji Cheng to let him go back to his room to have a look.

At the beginning, Lin Yun clearly saw a flash of disappointment in Ji Cheng's eyes.

"Ji Cheng, your dad, your dad knew that he was sorry for you that year, you go in and have a look, mom moved all the old things back."

Qin Shu looked good and Ji Cheng first put on a displeased face, but then went upstairs anyway.

Lin Yun, who was standing in the kitchen with gloves on to wash the dishes, sighed, how many things did they do wrong to their children back then?

Sin ah.

"Don't be sad, mom is also very guilty."

Qin Shuhao went up to the second floor, and took the initiative to hold Ji Cheng's hand while Ji Shang and Lin Yun couldn't see him.

"En." Ji Cheng muffledly pushed him away from the shadowy bedroom.

Qin Shuhao followed behind him, poking his eyes into it bit by bit.

The furniture in Ji Cheng's bedroom was placed according to the original layout, and the bed was a set of dark blue vertical stripes.

The off-white desk and a chair were clean. Ji Chengge Qin Shuhao pointed to the foot of the bed.

"Then there was a chain nailed to it, steel. Have you ever seen a dog chain in a slaughterhouse?"

Qin Shuhao listened to Ji Cheng's calm talk, his face was numb and expressionless.He just felt chilled.

During the two years when I and Ji Cheng separated, it seemed that life was not what people should live.

The chain connecting the foot of the bed to the floor had already been removed by Ji Shang, and the floor was put back together again.

There was no trace of being hurt on the smooth ground, but a scar had already been left in Ji Cheng's heart.

He walked to the desk, opened the chair, and opened the unlocked drawer without any hope.

I thought there would be nothing inside, but I didn't expect it to still be there.

Qin Shuhao walked up to him, and Ji Cheng took out a black cylindrical pen holder, and put a gel pen in it alone.

"Is this the one I gave you?" Qin Shuhao recognized it at a glance.

With a wry smile, Ji Cheng took the pen and put it in his trouser pocket, and spoke lightly.

"My mother probably thought that you gave me this too."

In order to block their communication, Ji Shang and Lin Yun threw away all his things that might be related to Qin Shuhao.

With an iron chain tied to his feet, Ji Cheng yelled at his father hysterically, like a mental patient.

But Ji Shang still emptied all the good memories between him and Qin Shuhao with a righteous face.

Qin Shuhao was also very sad. What happened to his parents at the time, Qin Shuhao was devastated, and was taken back to Tangcheng by his aunt's family holding his parents' urn.

The family house was sold in the fastest time because of the urgent need for money, and Qin Shuhao didn't take anything from the room.

At that time, all he could think about was his parents, so he couldn't remember the love between his children.

"Forget it."

Qin Shuhao stretched out his two arms, put the index and middle fingers of both hands together, and rubbed on Ji Cheng's Tianling acupoint.

"I will continue to give you gifts in the future."

The man with twitching eyebrows lowered his head to look at him seriously, then hugged Qin Shuhao's waist and hugged him into his arms.

"I can't go anymore."

"Will not."

"We can't be separated again."

"We're going to be together forever."

"A person who has received a legal certificate."

That day, Qin Shuhao had a family again. He used to despair that he would be independent from this world in the future. Now that seven years have passed, Ji Cheng shines into his heart like a ray of light.

He was waiting to be redeemed, and Ji Cheng was also waiting to be redeemed. The two pulled each other to get to where they are today.

After returning to Longwan from Ji's villa, Qin Shuhao missed his parents even more.

Perhaps because of having an arm to rely on, the pain that one person suffered before is magnified.

After the college entrance examination, there was a heavy rain, and two weeks later, Qin Shuhao was going to pay homage to his parents.

In one week, the students of the No. [-] Middle School were on summer vacation. Qin Shuhao went to the Chengdong Mountain Cemetery to pay respects to his parents. The weather was not too hot that day, but slightly gloomy, with a rare cool breeze blowing in June.

Ji Cheng drove a Mercedes-Benz and bought white chrysanthemums and drinks, while Qin Shuhao sat in the passenger seat holding a bouquet of carnations.

When they arrived at the cemetery, they parked at the door, a large bouquet of pink and white carnations in Qin Shuhao's hand was held in the crook of Ji Cheng's arms, and his other hand was tightly clasped with his index finger.

Carnations are his mother's favorite flower. Qin Shuhao smelled the fragrance of flowers and recalled the light fragrance on his mother's clothes.

Qin Zhenghai and Li Minghui were buried together in the same cemetery. Two lines of words were engraved on a stone tablet, and photos of the couple were pasted side by side.

Ji Cheng squatted in front of the tombstone, put stacks of paper money into the brazier prepared by the cemetery, and took out a duster to light it.

Qin Shuhao squatted beside him, wiped the tombstone and altar with a wet tissue, and then put the two bouquets of flowers on it.

The two small photos on the tombstone were faded into old yellowed photos by the wind and the sun. Qin Shuhao has hardly been back since he went to college in other places. His aunt has always come to clean and pay respects to the tombstones of his parents.

Today Qin Shuhao finally had the courage to visit his parents again, partly because Ji Cheng was with him.

"Dad, Mom, this is Ji Cheng. He and I are already married."

Qin Shuhao murmured looking at the smiling parents in the photo.

Ji Cheng freed his two hands, put them on his knees kneeling on the ground, and looked at the tombstone respectfully.

"Dad, Mom, I'm Ji Cheng."

Qin Shuhao's lips trembled a little, and it was difficult to talk to the tombstone.

"Ji Cheng and I have been together since we were in high school. Then there was an accident and we got together again this year. Parents, I'm sorry. I'm only telling you now, although...it's too late..."

He looked at the regular long hair in his mother's photo, his eyes glowed.

"Mom, Ji Cheng's scrambled eggs with tomatoes are also delicious. You and Dad don't blame me for hiding it from you. He and I, we live a good life together."

Ji Cheng was next to him, unscrewed the cap of the wine bottle silently, and poured it into the brazier silently.

Staring at the tombstones of the two dead relatives with deep eyes for a long time, he told the two elders in his heart.

Qin Shuhao drooped his eyes, like a lifeless little fish out of water. He folded a flower with his hands and approached his mother's photo.

"Mom, can you smell the fragrance of flowers? I will often bring flowers to see you in the future."

Ji Cheng looked at Qin Shu's foolish look, and his heart was full of sourness.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then stood up and pulled Qin Shuhao up as well.

"Mom and Dad must know what you mean, book is good, let's go."

Qin Shuhao's eyes were red, and he was about to cry. Ji Cheng walked out with his arms in his arms. The two walked in unison, and bowed together before leaving the tombstone.

After returning home, Qin Shu went into the bedroom to rest very sleepy, and he didn't have much energy. Ji Cheng asked him what he had for dinner, and Qin Shuhao also said that he had no appetite.

The bedroom door closed, and was pushed open half an hour later. Ji Cheng came in carrying a round cardboard box.

Qin Shuhao opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, when Ji Cheng walked in and closed the door, he turned around.

Xia Liang covered by two people was hugged by Qin Shuhaoqi, looking straight at him with a pair of eyes.

Looking at his innocent and cute look, Ji Cheng really wanted to kiss him, and he actually did.

The ice cream cake was placed on the bedside table. Ji Cheng knelt on the edge of the bed with one knee, propped his hands on either side of Qin Shuhao's dumbfounded head, and covered his soft lips with his thin lips.

Qin Shuhao couldn't react to being kissed by Ji Cheng, bit his lips lightly and was forced to open his teeth, and finally Qin Shuhao's eyes began to steam again.

"Fool," Ji Cheng scolded him softly, "get up and eat, it's going to melt."

Hat-sized ice cream cake, Ji Cheng went out and drove all the way to the cake shop on the first floor of Jinding.

Light blue cream is dotted around the edges, and a thick layer of nuts and chocolate chips is sprinkled on top.

The small table that Qin Shuhao used to get the needle was placed on the bed by Ji Cheng again. Qin Shuhao can eat on the bed today, but he can't finish it all, and he will eat the meal that Ji Cheng made for him later.

"But this won't taste good in the refrigerator." Qin Shuhao looked at Ji Cheng again with his eyes that were swollen after crying.

The man sat next to him, "You are allowed to eat half, and I will eat the rest."

Qin Shuhao stuck out his tongue and licked away the ice cream in the delicate spoon, "Don't you like sweets?"

Ji Cheng approached him, "You can't eat the whole thing at once, you will have diarrhea."

"Yeah, I got it."

The cake was icy and sweet but not greasy, Qin Shu finally recovered a lot after eating half of the cake.

Only then did Ji Cheng tell him to get out of bed and go to the restaurant to have dinner together.

Early the next morning, Qin Shuhao went to work at school, and today he insisted on riding a shared bicycle to school that he hadn't tried yet.

Ji Cheng had no choice but to follow him, secretly competing with the shared bicycles in his heart.

Qin Shu hadn't ridden a bicycle for many years. He stepped on the light pedals and rode from Longwan to the back gate of No. [-] Middle School without hindrance. It only cost him one yuan.

The feeling of freedom lifted Qin Shuhao's mood. He walked briskly into the school gate. Since he came early today, he slowed down his pace.

It was already June, and Qin Shuhao noticed the seasonal flowers blooming in the green belt.

At this time, the petals of most flowers have curled up, but they have an alternative beauty.

Qin Shuhao took a lot of photos of the green belt with his mobile phone. He was in a good mood and posted the photos on his circle of friends who hadn't been active for thousands of years.

He posted three pictures, two of them were big rose-red flowers, and one was taken by him leaning up against the sky.

Wording: "Wish for happiness in the future and always be with you."

The first class in the morning was supposed to be English, but the English teacher had to take time off due to an emergency at home. Qin Shuhao was sent by the grade director to do self-study for the students. In the next class, he had to go to the second class for self-study.

After the whole morning, Qin Shuhao was not idle for a while in two self-study and two math classes.

At noon, several colleagues in the mathematics office dragged him to the front door of the school for dinner. Qin Shu was a newcomer and couldn't shirk, so he had to call Ji Cheng and say that he would not go back to eat at noon.

Ji Cheng, who had been repairing the chassis of the car at the auto repair shop all morning, received a call asking him not to drink as much as possible. He hung up the phone and told his assistant to buy him lunch at noon today.

In the afternoon, there was a teacher summary meeting to be held. Qin Shuhao, who couldn't go home, was dragged by the teacher in the same group to the last row of the conference room to fill up.

In the summary meeting, the teaching team leader will speak, and the theoretical remarks will be given to the leaders who do not know the actual situation very well.

Qin Shuhao was told that this was all a routine, so he relaxed and let himself go.

He used to be very self-enclosed for a period of time, and he didn't communicate with anyone. Whenever he had troubles, he would stare blankly at a certain place without blinking. This is the best way for him to release himself.

Seeing that the teachers next to me are all looking at their mobile phones, and there is even a grade director sleeping in the back row...

Qin Shuhao took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket with a guilty conscience.

Check to see if you have muted your phone, and then click on WeChat Moments with peace of mind.

He just casually checked to see if the contacts in the list had posted anything.

As a result, I saw that the circle of friends I posted in the morning was turned into a large-scale break-up scene by the comments below.

First, Fang Zhong's dog image commented under him, "Teacher Qin, let's teach Chinese, the literary talent is good."

Then there were several roommates of Qin Shuhao in Xiamen. Seeing their comments, Qin Shuhao suddenly woke up like a dream.

Since they graduated from university, the four have not been in touch for a long time.

"The brother upstairs is right. Our little Qin's literary quality is outstanding."

"Third brother, as long as you understand, the fourth child is a bully, okay? Return your little Qin, does the fourth child agree..."

"Damn boy, you're going to argue with me again, aren't you, bullshit! [Dog head]"

"I'm just stating a fact."

"Goodbye, I don't have any friends to do. [Waves]"

"[Waving] [Waving]"

"What are you trying to do under the fourth child? You don't feel ashamed, and you can't show your family ugliness."

"Son doesn't think mother is ugly, boss, you are the ugly [wave]"

"A dog is not too poor, brother, you are that dog [smile]"

The corners of Qin Shuhao's lips turned up involuntarily, these few friends were really the nobles he was destined for.

Xia Zhong added another sentence at the bottom, still in the familiar style of painting.

"Mother, there are so many tricks for taking a picture of a flower, San Linger, when will you call my brother out for a drink?"

Lin Xu also commented to him, and it turned out to be at noon.

Qin Shuhao squeezed his hands and shook his head. Next time, he will warn Lin Xu not to play with his mobile phone during his lunch break.

"Little aunt, I want to eat hot pot, when will you take me there? [Drooling]"

Fang Zhong commented on Lin Xu again, "Eating hot pot on a hot day, I'm afraid your child will lose his mind after eating too much."

When Lin Xu saw the familiar profile picture lying on his list, Howe ran over without fear.

"Are you sick? I'm talking to my little aunt, mind your own business."

"[Smile], Lin Xu, do you still remember that my brother, I fought for you before to avenge your admission to the hospital? [Smile]"

"I'm just talking about eating hot pot with my little aunt, don't change the subject, my lord."

"Little brat."

……

Qin Shuhao frowned, as if the painting style was not quite right.

He quit the circle of friends, and a small red dot appeared on the top message box.

Pointing to open the message, Ji Cheng typed a line for him.

"you are mine."

Qin Shu couldn't laugh or cry, Ji Cheng was stimulated again.

Thinking back to the comment just now, Qin Shu shyly put away the phone.

After school was over in the afternoon, Qin Shuhao went back to the classroom to get the USB flash drive he left in Class Two. He walked in, and the two girls sitting at the front were still there, fiddling with a delicate crystal craft in their hands.

Qin Shuhao had no distance from the students in Class [-] and Class [-], probably because he was a young and new teacher. When the two girls saw him taking things, they called Teacher Qin and showed him the things in their hands.

"Well, it's very unique, where did you buy it?" He asked with a casual smile.

"It's in the small shop at the back door of our school. There is a keychain inside. Teacher Qin, you can go and have a look. I think it's super exquisite." A girl told him.

"Well, well, I have time to take a look."

The shared bicycle was parked at the back gate of their school. Qin Shuhao happily scanned the QR code to open a bicycle, grabbed the handlebar and headed south.

Thinking of the WeChat message Ji Cheng sent him, he turned his bicycle and rode in the opposite direction.

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Friendly reminder: Lin Xu and Fang Zhong add each other’s WeChat accounts when playing games, one is a small account and the other is the WeChat account of another mobile phone, so they don’t know that each other is their game partner here.