Shane was really frightened.
His mind was blank at the moment, and he didn't even pay attention to the whispers of Zhuang Yan and Ms. Qiao, and involuntarily twisted his hands on the hem of his pajamas.
"I... I'll go up and change my pajamas first." Xie Ning said a word after a long while.
Ms. Qiao beckoned to him, with a tone of gentleness that Zhuang Yan rarely sees: "Where do you need to be so outside at home, how to wear it comfortably, and there are no outsiders here."
Her face is "at home" and "no outsiders", not to mention Xie Ning's confusion, even Zhuang Yan pulled her sleeve under the table, motioning her to restrain herself.
Ms. Qiao glanced at Zhuang Yan angrily. Seeing Xie Ning's restrained expression, she hurriedly reduced her enthusiasm from twelve points to ten points.
"I mean..." she explained, "with your grandfather's friendship with our family, the two families are like one family."
Xie Ning still had doubts in his heart, but reluctantly accepted the rhetoric.
He was very nervous by Ms. Qiao's raid, and he was afraid that she would misunderstand, but he didn't know what he was afraid of.
Seeing him standing embarrassed, and afraid that he would starve, Zhuang Yan got up and pulled him to the dining table: "Eat breakfast first, so that you won't be able to eat anything at noon."
Xie Ning has a small appetite. He eats breakfast late, and he can't eat anything until noon. He usually goes to work, but on weekends, this problem is reflected.
Because he ate hot pot last night, Zhuang Yan made him a lighter breakfast today, so he didn't want him to eat too much greasy every day.
As soon as Xie Ning sat down, Ms. Qiao took him and started chatting about daily life: "I heard Zhuang Yan say, have you rented here recently?"
Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Zhuang Yan, who gave him a soothing look.
Only then did he feel relieved a little, nodded to Ms. Qiao, and said vaguely, "... um."
Before Xie Ning came out, Ms. Qiao had made a confession with Zhuang Yan, what to say, what to ask, and what to say for fear of scaring him.
To let Xie Ning know that Ms. Qiao is thinking about the wedding date, she is afraid that she will bury herself in the quilt for a long time and dare not come out.
After Ms. Qiao knew Zhuang Yan's thoughts, she wanted to ridicule him for abducting people and making no progress at all. Now that she saw Xie Ning, she was a little stunned.
But her face was still calm: "It's like being at your own home here. Don't be embarrassed. If Zhuang Yan bullies you, just tell me and I'll help you teach him a lesson."
Zhuang Yan glanced at her dumbfoundedly: "Mom, what did you say?"
Ms. Qiao was almost done eating, put down the spoon, and said slowly, "Did I say something? You don't know what your temper is? I don't know how to restrain myself. How many troubles have you caused me since I was a child."
Zhuang Yan: "…"
Xie Ning pursed his lower lip and couldn't help but smile: "He didn't bully me."
Ms. Qiao turned to look at him, her face full of disbelief: "Really?"
"Really." Xie Ning nodded, wanting to say two good words in front of Ms. Qiao, but he was not good at words, and finally he only squeezed out, "He is very good to me."
Ms. Qiao's eyes lit up and she wanted to ask what a good method was.
However, Zhuang Yan next to her still raised her eyebrows and looked at her. Ms. Qiao was afraid that he would become angry, so she said lightly, "That's fine."
After Xie Ning finished eating, he was still cramped and hurried upstairs to change his clothes.
Although it was normal to wear pajamas without going outside, he felt that this outfit was not solemn enough in front of Ms. Qiao.
Of course Ms. Qiao didn't mind, but she was an elder no matter what, Xie Ning felt that she couldn't be too casual.
As soon as he walked upstairs in a hurry, Ms. Qiao pulled Zhuang Yan aside to interrogate: "you and Ningning... what's the situation."
Zhuang Yan smiled: "Just as I told you before."
Ms. Qiao pressed her forehead: "How long have we known each other..."
She seemed to remember something: "During the Chinese New Year, I felt something was wrong, and I thought you were making him anxious."
Zhuang Yan added: "Actually, we have known each other years ago."
Ms. Qiao glanced at him: "No wonder you were rushing to give gifts to Mr. Xie at that time. I thought you were sensible. Your feelings are selfish."
Zhuang Yan: "I can't say that, why did I run for a while?"
Ms. Qiao smiled: "Xie's family... The generation of your grandfather has a deep friendship, and now there is no contact. It seems that I have to go to the compound for the past two days."
Zhuang Yan asked: "Xie Ning's parents... Are they easy to get along with?" He took the opportunity to ask for some news from Ms. Qiao.
"Not very familiar." Ms. Qiao replied honestly, "your father and his father may have played together when they were young, but when they got married and started a business, the friendship faded away, and during the New Years and holidays, your grandfather would still give Mr. Xie a gift. Bring something."
Zhuang Yan was a little disappointed: "That's it."
Ms. Qiao said angrily: "If you really have any friendship, you and Xie Ning can only know each other when they are so old?"
Zhuang Yan pretended to sigh: "I thought it was possible to have a finger for marriage or something. Isn't that how it is played on TV?"
Ms. Qiao was dumbfounded for a while.
But she thought about it slowly for a while, and then she really remembered something.
"There is no such thing as marriage. But you and Xie Ning should have met when they were very young." Ms. Qiao said uncertainly.
Zhuang Yan was curious: "When?"
Ms. Qiao thought for a while: "Xie Ning was born a few months ago. Your grandfather took us to Xie's house."
Zhuang Yan recalled seriously, but in the end he couldn't remember anything: "I have no impression at all."
"How old were you then." Ms. Qiao gave him a funny look. "You can't even walk easily, so how can you remember anything."
Zhuang Yan is two years older than Xie Ning, who was not old enough to remember when Xie Ning was born.
Zhuang Yan sighed: "then I'm not at a loss."
Ms. Qiao said, "Ningning was cute when she was a child, unlike you, who was too naughty."
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Do you remember what he looked like when he was a child?"
In fact, of course she didn't remember it. She even thought about going to Xie's house for a long time before she could barely remember what happened more than 20 years ago. How could she recall how Xie Ning looked when she was a child.
But this did not prevent Ms. Qiao from burying Zhuang Yan: "Yes, I am envious of it, I wish he was my son."
Zhuang Yan calmly said, "Then you're not at a loss now. This is called... one-for-one for one life?"
Ms. Qiao sneered: "You catch the man first and then tell me it's not a loss. I'll treat him as my son at that time, and you can go."
Zhuang Yan made up her mind, knowing that Ms. Qiao accepted Xie Ning sincerely.
He was not surprised, she had liked Xie Ning quite a bit.
Ms. Qiao left after lunch, which was still cooked by Zhuang Yan, and Ms. Qiao took the opportunity to chat with Xie Ning for a while.
Without Zhuang Yan staring at him, Ms. Qiao found out a lot of information without revealing a trace.
For example, the two of them don't live in the same house, and Zhuang Yan usually cooks and so on.
She was just gossiping at home, and Xie Ning didn't notice the difference, and quickly sold herself and Zhuang Yan's daily life.
In the end, Ms. Qiao didn't know whether to sigh that her son was too gentle, or to thank Ning for being too simple.
When leaving, Xie Ning wondered that Ms. Qiao had left so early.
On the contrary, Zhuang Yan said coolly, "It gave me two meals."
Ms. Qiao glanced at him with a speechless expression.
The car was parked at the gate, Xie Ning sent it to the gate of the villa, and was driven back by Ms. Qiao and Zhuang Yan, saying that it was windy outside, and he didn't need to send it.
It was Zhuang Yan who sent Ms. Qiao to the car.
When getting on the bus, Ms. Qiao reached out and took out two tickets from her bag and handed them to Zhuang Yan.
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"
"AJ, the photographer I like very much, has an exhibition in China these two days." Ms. Qiao chuckled, "I originally planned to go to see it with your dad, but now it's cheaper for you."
AJ is a world-class photographer. Zhuang Yan has been learning photography for a period of time, and naturally he has heard his name, but AJ mostly shoots still lifes, but Ms. Qiao really likes his works.
Zhuang Yan took the ticket and asked, "Then why don't you watch it?"
"Don't watch it." Ms. Qiao closed the car door and lowered the car window, "Have a candlelight dinner with your dad tonight, and have been to the two-person world."
Zhuang Yan sneered: "How old are you still playing this trick."
Ms. Qiao said indifferently: "I think you have spent the past few years abroad in vain, and even forgot what day it is today."
Zhuang Yan glanced down at the time of the ticket, and then suddenly realized.
February 14, Valentine's Day.
"I've never had the habit of Valentine's Day abroad." He couldn't help defending himself. "It's you, who are so romantic every year. Those who didn't know it thought you were 18 this year."
"Romance doesn't fade with age, and neither does love," Ms Qiao said.
Zhuang Yan: "...you're more like a literary director than I am."
Ms. Qiao smiled: "You are literary and artistic on the surface. In fact, you have never even talked about a relationship. Why don't you catch Ning Ning for me now?"
Zhuang Yan curled his lips and asked, "How long did you chase my dad back then?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Ms. Qiao glanced at him, "your dad chased me back then."
After speaking, without waiting for Zhuang Yan to say anything, he gave a look to the driver to drive.
Looking at the speeding car, Zhuang Yan thanked Ms. Qiao for her kindness.
It is indeed a bit boring for two people to be bored at home on weekends, and it is such a special day.
When chatting with Ji Wenbin yesterday, Ji Wenbin also said that if there is a chance, he still hopes to let Xie Ning get in touch with the crowd outside.
His life is too closed, and it's fine for a while, and living in isolation for many years will only make people more lonely.
This is not a good thing for Shainin's current state of mind.
The ticket Ms. Qiao gave was not a personal exhibition, but a comprehensive art exhibition. It was quite a big one, and Zhuang Yan had vaguely heard about it.
Because the invited exhibitors are all masters of various art industries, the exhibition will only be held for two days, and it is difficult to get a ticket outside.
The price of these two thin tickets was doubled several times by scalpers, and I don't know how Ms. Qiao got them.
When Xie Ning found out, his eyes widened with excitement: "Is it the art exhibition held at the Convention and Exhibition Center?"
Zhuang Yan looked down at the address on the ticket and nodded.
Xie Ning's eyes lit up: "I heard that this art exhibition is quite big and has invited a lot of people."
Zhuang Yan raised the corners of his lips and asked, "Want to go?"
Xie Ning nodded without hesitation: "I want to."
Zhuang Yan held two tickets between his fingertips and shook it in front of him: "I have the tickets here, but well... what are you going to exchange with me?"
Xie Ning whispered, "... I bought it from you?"
Zhuang Yan laughed: "I still lack that little money?"
Xie Ning carefully looked at Zhuang Yan's expression, Zhuang Yan noticed his gaze and raised his eyebrows at him generously.
After confirming that Zhuang Yan was what he thought, Xie Ning said softly after a while, "Is it okay to kiss your face?"
Zhuang Yan smiled: "what do you think?"
Xie Ning: "… "
Is it possible or not! Can you speak clearly!
Zhuang Yan was calm, as if he didn't know what was going on in Xie Ning's heart.
After a long time, Xie Ning was probably finally mentally prepared. He pouted and said to Zhuang Yan, "...then lower your head."
His voice was soft and soft, and Zhuang Yan felt like his heart was being scratched by a claws, and he looked down at him after being stunned for a second.
Xie Ning was really afraid of Zhuang Yan's temperament, afraid that he would not be satisfied with the kiss on the face, so he gritted his teeth, raised his head and kissed him on the lips.
Zhuang Yan was only prepared to be kissed on the face, but when the warm touch on his lips came, he was rarely distracted by Xie Ning's surprise attack.
After a while, noticing Xie Ning's tendency to retreat, Zhuang Yan pressed his head and deepened the kiss with satisfaction.
The author has something to say: Ning Ning, who sold himself again, alas.