The modern fortune-telling history of a small shopkeeper

Chapter 417

"Di-"

The door of the room opened, and the young man who came back from get off work turned on the light in the room, and saw the man sitting on the sofa.

The man sat here without making a sound, and almost didn't startle him. Qiao Minglang put the computer bag he was carrying on the sofa.Seeing the dejected look on this man's face, he wondered if something happened to him, so he asked a little worriedly: "When did you come back, why are you sitting here without making a sound?"

"Did it scare you?" Zhou Xing came back for a while, and sat alone at home for a long time, until the young man came back from get off work, still maintaining the sitting posture from the beginning.

Seeing the young man who came back, he stretched out his hand to the young man and shouted, "Come here."

Hearing this, Qiao Minglang still walked towards Zhou, and the next second he was pulled into his arms by a man, which made him couldn't help laughing, and asked, "What's the matter?" Why are you still talking to him? It's been a long time since you've been coquettish.

"I saw her today." Zhou Xing buried his head in the young man's neck, smelling the faint body fragrance of the young man, and only then did he find a sense of belonging deep in his soul.Since meeting that woman, he has been in a very bad mood.

He drove all the way back to his home, and back to the house where he lived with the young man.It's just that when he came back, there was no one in the house, only himself...

"Who? Who did you see?" Qiao Minglang didn't know who Zhou Xing met today, which made him look like this.

Seeing that Zhou Xing didn't speak, he didn't continue to ask, the two of them just hugged each other quietly, and he wondered if this person was just making excuses to hug him on purpose.

The lights outside the window were bright, and no one knew who was cooking, and the smell of vegetables wafted into their house from the open doors and windows.

Their family's dinner hadn't been cooked yet, Qiao Minglang wondered whether to push away the person who was holding him, and got up to cook their dinner first.

Although Zhou Xing is here in the capital for the past few days, it is only because this person is busy working outside all day and comes back very late every day, so the two of them have lived at home for a few days, but they are still not at home. The kitchen was overcooked.

After hugging the young man for a while, Zhou Xingcai raised his head from the young man's arms, looked at the young man with grievance and sadness in his eyes, and told the young man, "It's my mother Wang Xian, I saw her, she came to me. "

Before Qiao Minglang heard Zhou Xing talk about his family, he knew that his parents separated when he was very young, and he lived with his father. His father married a new wife and had other children. .

He remembered that during the years when they were in high school, Zhou Xing seldom went home because of people and things at home. Later, something happened to Zhou Xing's family, and he had been studying and living abroad alone for so many years.Even though this person didn't tell him much about life abroad, Qiao Minglang knew in his heart that Zhou Xing had not been easy these years.

The only thing that made him angry was that no matter what happened to this person, he would never be the first to come to him for help.

But now he is still very happy that Zhou Xing is willing to talk to him when he encounters something, and he will come to him for comfort when he is wronged outside.His fingers ran through the man's hair. The man's hair was so hard that it felt prickly to the touch. He asked, "You don't want to see her, do you?"

The young man combed his hair with his hands, which made him feel a little better. Zhou Xing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "It's not necessary."

"Since she has been unwilling to come to see me for so many years, there is no need for me to meet her now."

It’s not that he didn’t think about his mother when he was young. He never told anyone about it. In the three years after his mother left, he was still in elementary school at that time, and the first thing he did when he came home from school every year was to run upstairs He went to look out the window of the room above, wondering when the woman would come back to see him.

Until he finished elementary school, he didn't wait for that woman to come back. Only then did he know that that woman would never come back.

He waited from full of expectation to full of disappointment, from nostalgia to hatred for that woman, and finally no expectation in his heart, not even the last bit of hatred.

To him now, that woman was nothing more than a stranger.Appearing in front of him now is just a hypocritical gesture, trying to win his forgiveness with a pitiful gesture, just wanting to relieve myself.

Qiao Minglang probably understood what Zhou Xing meant. Even if he wanted to persuade her, he knew it was not appropriate at this time, so he followed Zhou Xing's words and said, "Since you don't like her, then treat her as a stranger." There is no need to feel angry or sad because of someone who has nothing to do with you, don't you think?"

"Hmph..." Although he didn't quite agree with the young man's last words, Zhou Xing still felt that the young man's first half sentence was correct, so he corrected a little mistake, "It's not me, it's us! If we want to talk about us in the future, we are one. of."

"Okay, okay, okay, it's us." Qiao Minglang chuckled lightly, feeling that the person who was holding on to him at the moment was a bit like their twins who were bullied outside when they were young, and ran back to him after being wronged. Here to comfort, to hug and to be coaxed, you can't speak against his words, you can only comfort him according to his words.

They have known each other for so many years, and they have been separated for many years. Although this man is a big star in front of the camera, when he returns home, he is just a big boy who will never grow up and is a little bit willful in front of him.

But even so, because this is the person he has loved for so many years, no matter if this person is naive or mature, he is the one he likes, and his desire to be with Zhou Xing has never changed.In fact, the two of them are together, not because he takes care of Zhou Xing, but because Zhou Xing takes care of him more, so he still likes the feeling of being taken care of by others, letting him know that this person is as much as he likes him , also liked his.

Although time has passed, the only thing that remains the same is probably their sincerity towards each other.

"Gollum—"

At this time, someone's stomach growled, Zhou Xing's face turned red, and he preemptively pulled the young man to his feet, "Let's go get some food, look, your stomach is screaming from hunger."

"..." Where is his stomach growling!

Being dragged to the kitchen, Qiao Minglang glared at the man who was buttoning his hat indiscriminately, and in the end, for the sake of the man's displeasure just now, he decided not to expose him.

There were still meat and vegetables bought two days ago in the refrigerator, and the two picked out the vegetables they wanted to eat.

"Shall we eat noodles with bolognese?"

"Well, yes. There is still steak in the refrigerator, do you want to eat it?"

"want!"

It is faster for two people to cook together. One washes the vegetables and the other chops them. Zhou Xing is in charge of washing the vegetables for him. Qiao Minglang cuts the meat into minced meat, radish and celery into cubes. Put the radish and celery down together and fry into a meat sauce.

After the noodles are boiled, pour the fried meat sauce over it, stir it, and a big bowl of meat sauce noodles is ready.

"Try a bite?" When the meat sauce noodles were ready, Qiao Minglang took a bite of the meat sauce noodles with his chopsticks and gave it to Zhou Xing to try. Seeing the man eat it, he asked with anticipation in his eyes: "How is it?" ?Is it okay?"

Zhou Xing took a bite, gave a thumbs up, nodded and said, "Very good, delicious."

"I'll fry the steak for you. It's guaranteed to be so delicious that you can't stop." He didn't dare to say anything else, but the fried steak is definitely the best dish he cooks.

"Okay, then you come here, and I'll take a look." Qiao Minglang smiled and stepped aside to let Zhou Xing fry the steak.

Wait until the water in the pot is dry before pouring the oil in, then put the steak into the pot, fry slowly on low heat, fry for 30 seconds and then change to the other side, and turn off the fire after frying for three to four minutes. The steak came out and was topped with the prepared sauce.

"Perfect!" Zhou Xing took the fried steak out to the dining table, raised his chin to the young man proudly, and said, "Try it and see how it goes."

"You say it's delicious, so it must be good." Qiao Minglang smiled and put down the bowls and chopsticks, one big bowl and one small bowl, each with a bowl of meat sauce noodles.

The two of them sat around the table to eat their dinner. The steak Zhou Xing fried was really good, and later he ate up his big steak.

After the two of them had dinner, it was a bit late.

A new sandbag was installed outside the balcony of the house where they lived. Zhou Xing went to hit the sandbag for half an hour, and did hundreds of push-ups, basically digesting what he ate.Seeing the two large plates of fruit on the table, he didn't know if they had been washed clean, so he took a large apple and wiped it in one bite.

"Well, it's really sweet." Then he turned on the TV and tuned to the sports channel, and Zhou Xing slumped on the sofa while watching the game and chewing on the bottle.

When Qiao Minglang went to take a shower and came out, he saw someone paralyzed on the sofa and eating fruit while watching a football game, and the veins on his forehead were twitching. He still couldn't hold back, so he went over and gave the person a kick, "What are you doing?" Are you still going to take a shower?"

"Are you still eating at this late hour? Do you want to go to bed later?" Even eating so much at this late hour, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to sleep because of food accumulation.

"No hurry, I'll go after I finish eating this apple." Zhou Xing retracted the kicked foot, saw the young man standing beside him wiping his hair, and couldn't help but stretch out his foot to tease the young man.The young man was wearing loose shorts and a vest just after taking a shower. He used his feet to pinch the young man's trousers and pull them down, trying to tear off the young man's trousers to see what color the underpants were.

"..." Qiao Minglang looked down at the foot that was pulling his pants, followed that foot to see the owner of the foot, and whipped the person twice with a hair towel.

"Aiyo, aiyo... You killed someone! Take it easy, daughter-in-law, if you beat me to death, I will become a widow." Zhou Xing hid while laughing, and almost dropped the half-gnawed apple on the ground. .