After careful calculation, Zhou Hao hasn't taken the subway for a long time. The distance between home and work is too close, you can walk, and you can take Jiang Yuqian's car to go to places a little further away.
It was getting dark after work this day, and the gorgeous neon lights of the big city formed a fine net in front of him, entrapping his desire to explore and his eagerness to blend into this group.
Yes, he has gradually changed. The resistance and fear of the big city in the past are disappearing day by day, and now he is trying to integrate here.
The salt at home was almost used up, so Zhou Hao planned to take the subway to another district, passing sixteen stops, and buy two bags of salt to go home.
He is wearing a brand new down jacket today. It is a beige mid-length style. He bought it for himself last month when he was paid. There is nothing he particularly likes. He bought it all because of what the shopping guide said: This style is popular this year. ,This color.
It was rush hour, and the subway car was crowded with people. Zhou Hao stood by the door, invisibly separated from the crowded flow of people.
Zhou Hao: I'll go to the Carrefour on the old Hongta side, and I'll be back later.
Jiang Yuqian: Okay, what would you like to eat tonight? I left work early today.
Zhou Hao: Don't do it anymore, there are still some leftovers from noon in the refrigerator, so I will finish it at night.
Jiang Yuqian: Listen to our Haohao.
— With a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, he exited the WeChat interface and put his phone back into the pocket of his down jacket.
"Grandma, come sit down."
"Thank you, young man, did you just get off work?"
"Well, I just got off work."
The conversation between the old and the young passed through the thick human-shaped wall and reached Zhou Hao's ears. He began to look around in panic, trying to squeeze through the wall of people standing side by side to the source of the sound.
However, there are too many people, he can only guard his footing and hold his feet.
When the next stop arrived, the car door opened, and a large group of people rushed out, and then many more people came in, and the car door closed again.
Zhou Hao took advantage of the slack in the crowd, and sneaked a peek at the source of the voice just now. They were all unfamiliar faces.
He must have misheard just now.
After another eight stops, Zhou Hao got off the subway, went to Carrefour to buy two bags of salt, and took the subway to head home.
Two bags of salt, tossing such a long way, he really enjoyed it.
This is the strangest thing about him, and also the cutest thing about him. He believes that one thing, even if the sky falls, he has to do it. He doesn't care what the significance of accomplishing this thing is, or how much manpower and material resources it will cost.
Zhou Hao returned home with two bags of salt. The light in the living room was on, but there was no one there.
"Jiang Yuqian," Zhou Hao yelled, and opened the door of the study. The man sitting in front of the computer desk raised his head, and his frowning brows gradually eased away.
"I'm back."
Jiang Yuqian stood up and walked over with long legs, "Let's eat, I'll go and heat up the dishes. Why did I go so far today? There is a supermarket near our house."
"It's nothing, I just want to go there."
"What did you buy?"
"I bought two bags of salt."
Jiang Yuqian rubbed the little lunatic's cheek, "Is it cold outside?"
Zhou Hao became ashamed like a girl, and moaned in his throat, "It's okay, it's not too cold..." His eyes flickered, and he was embarrassed to look at Jiang Yuqian.
Jiang Yuqian understood, and a casual smile tucked into his mouth.
In the house with floor heating turned on, it was warm and cozy. Zhou Hao took off his coat, sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone for a while. In the kitchen was the sound of Jiang Yuqian's hot dishes. He was in the living room. You can feel the hot fume.
"Stop playing, come and eat." Jiang Yuqian brought the hot leftovers to the table, and turned his attention to the little lunatic sitting on the sofa playing with his phone.
Zhou Hao put down his cell phone, went to the kitchen to serve rice and chopsticks.
This seems to have become a customary rule, Jiang Yuqian cooks and serves the dishes, and he serves the rice. Obviously he took advantage of it.
"Why did you leave work so early today?" Zhou Hao asked casually while eating.
"My aunt's birthday is today, and my mother asked me to have dinner, so I came back early."
"Then why didn't you go?"
"Later, when I thought about it, I was not happy to go when you were alone at home."
The two of them seem to stick together, eat together, sleep together, and nothing can stop them. However, the little lunatic's heart was still touched by it.
Zhou Hao held his breath, took a few mouthfuls of rice, swallowed it, and said to Jiang Yuqian, "If you don't go, your mother should be angry with you."
"I told her that the company worked overtime and couldn't go. She should understand."
The time suddenly became quiet, only the sound of chewing each other's food could be heard. Zhou Hao looked at the man's handsome profile, and thought: Why don't you let him go and meet his parents
The night was still the same, Zhou Hao watched his spy war drama at 8 o'clock again, Jiang Yuqian was in the study dealing with official business, he brought back a stack of documents today, some of them were busy.
At a quarter past eight, Jiang Yuqian received a call from Ou Yi—
"Yuqian, where are you now?"
"at home."
"Is Zhou Hao by your side? I have something private to tell you."
Jiang Yuqian frowned. Today's documents disturbed him, and he really didn't have time to concentrate on other things. "I'm in the study alone. What's the matter?"
"Sun Yiwen is back, you should pay close attention to your family, things will be difficult when you return to the country, who knows when these two will go together again..."
Ou Yi was still talking, but Jiang Yuqian couldn't hear anything clearly. The only thing that still rings in my ears is the sentence, "Sun Yiwen is back".
A few short words undoubtedly caused an uproar in Jiang Yuqian's heart. In an instant, the world became nothingness, and his only perception was that sentence that was still echoing in his ears.
He walked out of the study with a dazed expression, and hid behind a white wall, peeping at the ignorant little lunatic—the man was sitting cross-legged with a pillow on his chest, watching TV intently, sometimes biting his fingernails.
What a naive and pure little lunatic, he doesn't know anything, he doesn't know anything about the world, but he is going to be deceived by people in big cities like us.
Jiang Yuqian's eyes were moist, and he leaned his back against the white wall, not even having the courage to take another look at that little fool.
He walked to the bedroom in a daze, lying on the bed alone, tightly hugging the Pikachu that the little lunatic gave him.
"Jiang Yuqian, that spy has been exposed." Zhou Hao walked in excitedly, turned on the light in the room, "Why are you asleep?"
Jiang Yuqian's voice was also weakened by the stimulation and became hoarse, "I'm a little sleepy today..."
"Then go to sleep, I'll take a shower."
Jiang Yuqian turned around suddenly, his face was very pale under the sun, and the redness in his eye circles was still not fading. He pressed Pikachu firmly to his chest. With such an appearance, anyone who looks at it will know that this person has something hidden in his heart.
"Qianqian, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Hao always called him by his nickname when coaxing him.
Jiang Yuqian just looked up at the little lunatic without saying a word.
Zhou Hao wondered if his mother told him that he didn't go to dinner today, but after thinking about it, he can't, he is not a child.
"I'm a little uncomfortable." There was something unclear in Jiang Yuqian's eyes.
Zhou Hao took off his shoes and climbed directly onto the bed, lying on his side beside Jiang Yuqian, looking at the man with clean eyes.
Jiang Yuqian couldn't stand the little lunatic's innocence, so he turned his face away without saying a word.
Zhou Hao put his arms around him and asked in a low voice, "How are you doing today?"
Jiang Yuqian's hand was tightly pinching the plush doll in his hand. He tried his best, wishing that his nails would penetrate the doll and pinch into his own palm.
"You don't want to talk to me, so I'm going to take a shower." Zhou Hao said angrily.
Jiang Yuqian turned over suddenly, stretched out his arms to hold down the little lunatic, "Haohao, give me a kiss."
"Why are you smoking crazy today?"
The arrow was on the string, and Jiang Yuqian completely lost control. He seemed to be clinging to the last straw, forcefully pried open the opponent's lips, and sucked the opponent's breath. There is no desire mixed in here, he is just too scared, afraid that this person will really become a gust of wind and drift away.
Zhou Hao was so confused by him, he put his hands on the man's chest fiercely to stop his attack. Jiang Yuqian gradually regained his senses, panting heavily, his throat full of suppressed painful emotions.
"What's going on with you today!? Just say something!" Zhou Hao yelled at him.
Jiang Yuqian picked up Pikachu on the bed again, still without saying a word.
"It's just sick!"
Zhou Hao put on his shoes and went to the bathroom.
About a quarter of an hour later, Zhou Hao returned to the bedroom with wet hair. Jiang Yuqian was still in the same listless state, curled up in a ball, with his eyes closed.
Zhou Hao turned off the light and climbed onto the bed, and the two occupied a corner, ignoring each other.
There is an unstoppable siren sound outside the window, one after another, the passionate life of the city that never sleeps has just begun.
And these two silent men collided with the entire city at this moment. They were too quiet, too abnormally quiet.
After a long time, Jiang Yuqian moved his body little by little. He tentatively squeezed the little lunatic's hand. The temperature touched by his fingertips made him feel more at ease.
"Haohao, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"
What he asked was very common, and he had to say it almost every day. But it was precisely these words that were so ordinary that they couldn't be more ordinary, but instead aroused Zhou Hao's compassion.
"Why are you unhappy today?" Zhou Hao moved closer to his face.
Jiang Yuqian gently touched the little lunatic's eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, and finally pinched his cheek. The sense of steadfastness has increased a bit.
"I'll take you to Jiangbei's villa tomorrow." Jiang Yuqian avoided Zhou Hao's question.
He didn't have to say anything on his mind. Zhou Hao could understand him, so he didn't press him anymore.
"Okay, let's go and have a look tomorrow."
They didn't feel sleepy, Jiang Yuqian hugged Zhou Hao desperately, afraid that he would float away.
"Can you relax a little bit? I can't breathe."
Jiang Yuqian loosened his grip a little bit, but it was still tight.
"Haohao, let's choose the furniture and bed tomorrow, and then check the lights."
"It's still early, why worry!"
"Look first, this is our house, and we will live in it from now on..." Jiang Yuqian raised his eyelids, glanced at the little lunatic, "I will live here forever."
"Why didn't you watch TV today?" After a long time, Jiang Yuqian finally got to the point.
Zhou Hao pursed his lips and said sarcastically, "Isn't it just to comfort you! I won't even be able to connect with tomorrow's plot."
Jiang Yuqian leaned over and kissed the little lunatic on the right cheek, he finally smiled, a little silly, as expected, he was still the familiar dumb guy.
In the next few days, Jiang Yuqian would be picked up by car, Zhou Hao didn't understand that he had to drive a car after only a few steps.
After Zhou Hao told him, the car stopped, and then began to follow on two legs, never leaving.
Zhou Hao was really puzzled and wondered if this person was idle or something. Once, he asked Dai Mu, why do you always follow me to and from get off work? I'm not a big shot, and I don't lack personal bodyguards.
How did Dumb answer? He said,
"I'm afraid our Haohao will be abducted by someone."