Chuzhi's family has a very regular schedule. Chuzhi's father and Ms. Deng both go to bed early and get up early to maintain health. Chuzhi has gone to bed a lot later since she went to college, but it is usually around eleven o'clock. time, before twelve o'clock.
So by the time Lu Jiaheng was waiting, Chu Zhi was already a little sleepy.
He didn't get home until almost eleven o'clock.
Chu Zhi opened the door like a thief and looked out.
The house was pitch-dark, the night light on the kitchen bar was on, and the door of my first father and Ms. Deng's room was closed.
There was no one in the living room. Chu Zhi held the phone, opened the door, and tiptoed lightly through the living room to the entrance of the hallway.
She was apprehensive, pressed down the door handle carefully, and gently opened the security door.
In the corridor, the voice-activated light was on, Chu Zhi stood at the door, soft wool slippers stepped on the door frame, the handle was against the wall, and she stretched her head to look out.
Lu Jiaheng leaned against the wall next to him, with his hands in his pockets, his upper body slightly bowed, his long legs folded, and his head slightly bowed.
He heard the voice and turned his head slightly.
Chu Zhi blinked and hid half of his body in the door, only showing his small head and neck to look at him.
Lu Jiaheng didn't speak.
Chu Zhi didn't speak.
She leaned like this and felt a little sore. After holding on for a while, she also stepped out of the security door with the other leg, stood up straight, and said in a low voice, "Have you seen enough?"
Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes and hooked his lips: "I can't see enough."
He straightened up, took two steps forward, took off his coat, stretched his arms close, and just wanted to put it on her.
The door rang in the house.
Chu Zhi people froze, unable to react at all.
The sound of the slippers stepping on the floor was very soft, followed by the sound of someone walking over, the glass was placed on the small bar, and there was a slight sound.
Chuzhi's hair stood up, froze at the door, and turned away.
The first father, holding a kettle in his hand, stood by the dining table and looked at her.
Chu Zhi's heart beat like thunder, and her hands and feet became weak.
Behind her, Lu Jiaheng's coat was still holding up.
First Father: "What are you doing standing at the door?"
Chu Zhi swallowed her saliva and stammered, "I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, Go Downstairs to Throw A Trash."
The first father didn't speak, tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on Lu Jiaheng behind her, looking curious: "He also goes down to throw garbage?"
"… "
Chuzhi: "He runs at night..."
First Father: "..."
At eleven o'clock at midnight, Chu Zhi's house was brightly lit. On the sofa in the living room, Chu's father sat in the middle of the long sofa, and Ms. Deng sat next to him.
On the single sofa, Lu Jiaheng sat upright.
Chu Zhi shrank her shoulders and sat far away from him.
The four of them were quiet for a few minutes, Chu's father squinted, looked at Chu Zhi, and glanced up and down: "Go back and put on your clothes."
Chu Zhi bowed her head.
She was wearing long-sleeved pajamas and pajamas, buttoned up to the neckline, so tightly that she really didn't know where to change it.
Chu Zhi didn't dare to refute, she obediently said "oh" and stood up slowly.
Turning back three steps, he looked at Lu Jiaheng uneasily, reluctantly rubbing into the room.
She went back to the room and quickly put on a long sweater coat and hurried out.
There was still no one talking in the living room. The first father turned sideways and looked at Lu Jiaheng with a blank expression and incomprehensible expression. Lu Jiaheng did not avoid looking at him, and his expression seemed quite calm.
Chu Zhi felt that she was so nervous that she was about to vomit, for fear that Chu's father would just lift the table and beat him in the next second.
She stood behind the sofa with a pale face, and Ms. Chao Deng cast a look of help.
Ms. Deng turned a blind eye, and sat cross-legged on the sofa leisurely, picked up the water cup on the coffee table, and sipped the tea as if it was cold.
Just when Chu Zhi felt that she was really going to vomit, Chu Fu spoke up.
The speed of speech is very slow, and it seems to be no different from when he usually speaks, and it even sounds a bit elegant: "Young man, do you often run at night?"
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
Chuzhi: "..."
Chuzhi: "????"
Chu Zhi was stunned.
Lu Jiaheng didn't seem to have reacted a bit. He was stunned for a while. He had never seen such a wild old man, so he was a little caught off guard for a while.
He quickly reacted, paused for two seconds, and said calmly: "It's okay, go occasionally."
The first father tilted his head, his expression even seemed a little kind, but he just looked carefully, all on guard and precaution.
Staring at him like guarding against thieves, as if Lu Jiaheng would steal something from their house if he couldn't see it at a glance.
The first father said calmly, "Did you come to sell the quilt cover last time?"
Chuzhi: "..."
Lu Jiaheng remained calm: "Uncle, I was the one who picked up the quilt."
First Father: "Live upstairs?"
Lu Jiaheng: "Well."
First Father: "How old are you?"
Lu Jiaheng: "Twenty-four."
First father: "I think you are a handsome kid. Do you have a girlfriend? Did your uncle introduce you to one?"
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
Chu Zhi couldn't listen anymore.
These two people are just like you and me. Lu Jiaheng will answer whatever the first father asks, but the questions can't be answered. Chu Zhi feels that her nerves are collapsed, for fear that the volcano will erupt in the next second. .
She took a deep breath, broke the jar and gave herself up, walked around behind the sofa in two steps, and blocked Lu Jiaheng in front of her.
The arms are wide open, like an old hen protecting the chicks when children play eagles to catch chicks.
Lu Jiaheng was stunned.
She stood in front of him arrogantly, and ten seconds later, her shoulders collapsed suddenly, like a deflated little leather ball, her little head drooped down, and she said, "Dad, this is my boyfriend..."
The first father looked at her sadly.
The eyes are a little trance, a little melancholy, a little lost.
After a long time, he let out a long sigh: "Boyfriend?"
Chu Zhi lowered her head and didn't speak, being looked at by Chu's father's gaze as if she had committed a heinous crime.
Ms. Deng was already on the melon seeds, and she couldn't help rolling her eyes when she saw the pretentious look of her first father: "Chu Yunfei, can you stop acting like a little girl? Your daughter is about to graduate from college, no more. I can't even look for a boyfriend."
Unusually, Chu's father didn't quarrel with her at all, looked at Chu Zhi faintly, turned his eyes, and looked at Lu Jiaheng again, his expression was like that of a big child whose treasure was stolen by someone else.
Chu Zhi grew up so big, and seeing him like this for the first time was a little overwhelmed.
She tugged at the cuffs of her clothes with her fingertips, followed by a little sadness, and whispered to him: "Dad..."
The first father did not speak, and looked at her very sadly.
After a long time, he sighed deeply: "Like him?"
Chu Zhi lowered her head and said nothing.
The first father didn't give up too much, and he was a little cautious and jealous: "My daughter Mingming said when she was a child that she would not marry or fall in love when she grew up, so she would accompany her father, but I didn't watch any of it. , was tricked away by a messy man."
The first father said, looking at Lu Jiaheng, his eyes flashed with resentment.
When I saw him for the first time, my first father thought that this guy was very handsome, and he had a bit of the style of his youth.
Looking at it now, the first father felt that he really didn't know people well.
Those eyes, those lips, that little white face, with a flirtatious look.
His little girl, who is so innocent, is definitely not his opponent, and she may not know how she will be bullied in the future.
The first father's mind flashed a hundred ways to make him unable to stay in the imperial capital.
Lu Jiaheng felt that if his eyes could be visualized, he should be riddled with holes by now.
His back was straight, his brows and eyes were serious and straight, and all the frivolous frivolities that he had on weekdays were all taken away, his thin lips were pursed, and his temperament changed accordingly.
His voice was slightly suppressed, solemn and heavy: "Uncle, I really like Chuzhi."
The first father sneered: "What's the use of you like? Of course I know my daughter best," he said, turning his head to look at Chuzhi, "Do you like him or your father?"
Chu Zhi didn't even think about it, she replied in seconds, "Dad!"
The first father smiled for the first time since this evening, looking a little smug.
A man in his forties showed such a childish expression, but he didn't seem disobedient at all.
"… "
Lu Jiaheng once again determined who Chuzhi's character looks like.
The topic was about the same, it was already half past eleven, and Chu Zhi got up early for work every day, so sleepy she couldn't keep her eyes open.
Just now, I was nervous and didn't feel anything. At this time, seeing my first father's attitude softened, the tense nerves relaxed, and sleepiness followed.
The first father waved his hand and drove her back to sleep.
He made it clear that he wanted to chat with Lu Jiaheng alone.
Chu Zhi glanced at Lu Jiaheng uneasily, and whispered, "Dad, he has to go to work tomorrow..."
The first father was sad again: "Dad has to go to work tomorrow, why don't you care?"
Chu Zhi didn't dare to speak, and rolled into the room quickly and happily.
She deliberately opened the door, and stuck her whole body to the door to listen.
There was silence in the living room, and after almost two minutes, the first father said, "Add a contact information?"
Chuzhi: "..."
Lu Jiaheng was also silent for a while, then said ok, and then no one spoke again.
In the living room, there is only the ticking sound of WeChat's prompt.
"… "
Chu Zhi was a little unresponsive.
These two men are now sitting face to face on the sofa, then added WeChat and started to communicate via WeChat
Chu Zhi felt that the world of men is really different.
She rushed back to the bed, touched her phone, and sent Lu Jiaheng a WeChat message: Are you communicating on WeChat
After a while, Lu Jiaheng replied: Hmm.
why
I don't know, afraid of you eavesdropping
Chu Zhi bit her lip, still a little worried.
She mentioned this matter a few times before, looking at the appearance of her first father, Chu Zhi felt that if she really brought a boyfriend home, the first father would really break his leg. .
She turned over, lay flat on the bed, raised her phone with her arms high, and continued to ask: What did my dad say to you
After waiting for two minutes, Lu Jiaheng replied: He asked me to fight after get off work tomorrow.
Chuzhi: "...??"
Chu Zhi shook her hand and didn't hold the phone in her hand. With a "squeak", she just happened to slap her face, hitting the bridge of her nose heavily.
The author has something to say:
Your Highness: My father-in-law is really wild.