Yang Han felt that Han Shiyu must have provoked Yang Mo.
When she and Yang Mo communicated in the video, this person who was uncomfortable without sticking to Yang Mo didn't even show his face, and only dared to hide behind the computer and listen to the voice.
Yang Hanchao's father reported the recent situation, everything went smoothly in study and life, and she and grandfather had a great time.
Lao Yang went home in peace after seeing his granddaughter. He was afraid of delaying Han Shiyu's affairs, so he insisted on going by himself, but he was unwilling to take the plane, saying it was a waste of money. Han Shiyu couldn't beat him, so he bought him a train ticket and went to the station with Yang Han to see him off.
Yang Mo listened attentively on the screen, responding to her with a few "um" from time to time.
After talking about his own affairs, Yang Han just wanted to mention Han Shiyu, and Yang Mo said, "It's getting late, go to bed."
Yang Han: "Oh..."
She raised her eyes and glanced at Han Shiyu on the opposite side. Han Shiyu folded his hands and sat down without a word. The two stared at each other for a while, and the communication was hung up on the other side of the video.
Yang Han has confirmed it, she said, "Did Dad make you angry."
Han Shiyu: "Nonsense."
Yang Han turned the computer around, pushed him over, and said, "Then call him."
Han Shiyu was silent for a long time, and finally he said: "Today is too late, I will talk about it later..."
"..." Han Shiyu frowned: "... stinky girl, what kind of eyes are you looking at?"
Yang Han looked back and said worriedly, "I'm thinking about how I should survive this holiday."
…
Yang Han is now a high school student who can take care of himself. She no longer needs the meticulous care of adults, and even worries that Han Shiyu will hold her back at home.
And Han Shiyu really lived up to expectations. On the first night, he played an all-night game with Yang Han.
Being able to stay up late and play games is one of the happiest forms of entertainment for a young boy, albeit at the cost of his life.
When Han Shiyu was in college, he liked to stay up all night with his roommates. Now that he is older, and after working and getting married, he has followed Yang Mo's schedule. This kind of all-nighter will never happen again.
At this moment, Yang Mo is not at home - and will be away for two months. This person is like a wild dog that has taken off the reins, and his nature has been released freely.
Yang Han inexplicably overplayed with him, and the next morning, three alarm clocks did not wake her up.
The morning sun was just right, and they could cover an entire house, but they were blocked by the curtains, so I could only carefully stretch out a little light to touch Yang Han's fingertips. The swaying thin wings of the unfallen butterfly.
However, the shattering of the scene of peace and harmony only required a series of unceremonious knocks on the door and Han Shiyu's "Yang Han - it's already nine o'clock!"
Yang Han let out a dissatisfied growl in his throat, raised the quilt to cover his head, and let Han Shiyu shout outside.
In the trance of waking up from her sleep, she was suddenly awakened by the heat in her ear.
Someone pulled a corner of the quilt and whispered in her ear, "I'm still sleeping."
Hearing the sound, Yang Han quickly opened his eyes, blinked his eyelashes twice, and pulled the quilt down. He dazedly focused on the person in front of him, and a faint fragrance blew across his nose.
Liu Zuoye flicked her forehead without pity, and said, "Princess, I've been waiting for you outside for half an hour."
It was only then that Yang Han remembered that he seemed to have invited Liu Zuoye to play with him on the weekend.
"Come... I'll be fine right away." She woke up, and immediately tucked into the quilt. He yawned while putting on his clothes, and said, "Ah... It's all Han Shiyu's fault. I slept at two o'clock last night..."
Liu Zuoye: "I think Uncle's spirit is very refreshing."
Yang Han got up, rubbed his messy hair, and walked to the living room with his shoes staggered. Seeing that the turbulent scene last night had not been cleaned up, Han Shiyu was leaning on the sofa in the middle of the ruins, drinking milk and watching documentaries.
Seeing Yang Han coming out, Han Shiyu pointed at the kitchen with the remote control and said, "There is takeaway in the kitchen, it's cold, you can warm yourself up."
Yang Han squinted at the man.
His hair is all down, his bangs are a bit longer, but not messy, he seems to have a bit of melancholy temperament, and his body is tucked into an extremely loose oversized dress, like a boneless body, sinking into the sofa , surrounded by gamepads and snacks.
Yang Han scratched his itch and said in a lazy voice, "Who are you?"
I have to say that Han Shiyu's maintenance is really good.
This is like a non-mainstream gnawing old otaku in the signature.
Han Shiyu: "Your father."
Yang Han let out a disdainful hum from his nostrils and walked into the kitchen. After rustling, he wailed at the strange breakfast: "I don't like to eat any of these."
"I don't know what you like to eat," Han Shiyu put the milk on the table and shouted, "Just bought it according to your father's taste."
Han Shiyu is someone who has delivered food for Yang Mo for two years, and knows Yang Mo's eating habits well.
Yang Mo's taste is very heavy, and it is all three meals. Usually, even the salted tofu for breakfast has a thin layer of red oil floating on it.
Yang Han is not.
Yang Mo has been accommodating Yang Han's taste, so their family's three meals have always been relatively light.
Han Shiyu pinched Yang Mo's waist from time to time, or picked up and weighed it, and sighed in distress: "There's not much meat left."
His tone and behavior like a pig farmer will inevitably lead to a beating.
Yang Han put the takeaway and said, "Okay."
"If you don't like it, you don't have to force it. There is white porridge in it, you can make do with it," Han Shiyu said. "If it's not enough, I'll order it again."
"What do you want to eat?" Liu Zuoye said to Yang Han, "I'll buy it for you."
Of course Yang Han was embarrassed to bother her, scratched his head and smiled: "Thank you, no need."
On a whim, she bundled the apron on the hanger and said, "I'll make it myself."
Liu Zuoye raised an eyebrow.
…
Sure enough, the princess scalded her hand while frying the egg, causing a small blister.
The helpless Liu Zuoye had to take over in person, help her finish the breakfast, and then blow her hands to the bright-eyed Yang Han.
It's ashamed to say, because she was used to it by Yang Mo. She grew up so big and hadn't cooked by herself. She was injured on the first try, which was somewhat embarrassing. So the pain didn't scream out, and it was like a balloon filled with water.
Seeing Yang Han's appearance, Liu Zuoye grabbed her hand and couldn't help laughing while blowing. She said, "This is the first time in my life that I have touched a hand that hasn't touched Yangchun Shui."
"..." Yang Han's ears turned red.
Han Shiyu came back after looking for the medicine and worried: "Ancestor... does it hurt?"
"No, it's really okay... It's just Xiaobu..." Yang Han felt more and more embarrassed. The two people's excessive concern made him seem like a squeamish princess who couldn't handle a little bit.
Seeing that it wasn't serious, Han Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and while applying the burn ointment, he said uneasy: "...you...don't tell your dad."
Yang Han: "Huh?"
If Yang Mo, who was far away in the ocean, knew that Han Shiyu tacitly allowed Yang Han to cook by himself in the kitchen, he would burn his hand.
In those two months, Han Shiyu will end up looking very good.
Yang Han seemed to understand something. She didn't expect this, but Han Shiyu reminded her. Let her suddenly discover a more wonderful way to solve the problem.
"Ah, it depends on the situation," Yang Han pretended to be condescending.
"..." Han Shiyu said, "You are threatening me."
Yang Han: "Ah, is it?"
…
Money is sometimes the quickest way to solve a problem.
With money you can do anything.
This is the reason Han Shiyu talks about. The eldest princess spent a very luxurious day with the wound on her hand.
The wind in the afternoon was very refreshing. Han Shiyu drove the two of them for a ride in the wind, and finally slumped to rubbing WIFI in the Starbucks under the mall, and didn't want to move any more.
Yang Han and Liu Zuoye were still playing outside.
Han Shiyu calculated the jet lag, put the phone on the table, and stared at Yang Mo's head in a daze.
In the past, he was the default avatar of gray, but at Han Shiyu's request, he was replaced by a rose on a small planet, and Han Shiyu's was the little prince.
When he got this number from Lu Youji for the first time, he was secretly excited for a long time. After bathing and changing clothes, I solemnly sent the friend request.
After getting acquainted, he maintained a restrained state of wanting to get close and hesitant in front of Yang Mo. He thought he was in awe of the senior, but later found out that he was only in love.
After so many years, his brain algorithm seems to have formed a habit. When he is in a daze, he always likes to push some related interest content labeled "Yang Mo". Scroll down, it is full of this people.
Han Shiyu took a sip of the iced American coffee in his hand, his eyebrows were twisted together, and he glanced at the package in his hand, thinking how could Yang Mo like to drink this kind of thing.
The moment he was about to put down the coffee in his hand, he caught a glimpse of Yang Han and Liu Zuoye wandering outside through the glass.
Liu Zuoye was about 1.78 meters tall and could be found almost at a glance among the girls.
He saw Yang Han grabbing the doll not far away, and Liu Zuoye leaned on the side to look at her. Comrade Xiao Yang had a smile on his face, their mouths opened and closed, and Han Shiyu couldn't hear what he said, but at this time Liu Zuoye stretched out his hand, bent his index finger, and rubbed the tip of Yang Han's nose.
This should be an unintentional little gesture she was used to, because Liu Zuoye's expression didn't fluctuate much after it was done. But Yang Han's smile suddenly froze, his eyes blinked twice, and he quickly continued to turn his head to look at the doll.
Han Shiyu watched, and the movement of drinking the drink stopped, and the black coffee hovered in the straw.
For some reason, Yang Han kept shaking after that and couldn't catch anything. She lowered her head in annoyance, sticking to the glass case and staring at the toys inside.
Yang Han still gave up and suggested, "...Let's go to the movies, shall we?"
Liu Zuoye: "Okay."
"You don't need to spend any money, I'll ask you." Yang Han said, "Last time you gave me a make-up lesson and I didn't have time to thank you."
The two of them didn't seem to want to play with Han Shiyu. Yang Han seemed to be a little nervous and touched the other person with the back of his hand, as if a little bit of water, then retracted it, finally gritted his teeth, grabbed it, and said in an impatient tone: "Let's go."
Han Shiyu somehow felt that all he drank from the coffee was ice cubes. He frowned, feeling that things were not that simple.
Small gestures such as holding hands and touching faces between girls and best friends should not be worth worrying about.
Han Shiyu threw away the garbage, took out the sunglasses from his chest, spread his legs out, and put them on slowly.
The passing waiter couldn't help but glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly found that the customer was a little familiar... but his temperament was quite different.
He got up and followed suit, pretending nothing had happened.
…
"It's so early."
The person who came had brown curly hair with a small bun tied behind his head. He pulled up his chair and sat down in front of Yang Mo, speaking in Chinese with a somewhat inaccurate pronunciation, and said with a smile, "Long time no see."
This guy's name is Alan Clive. He was Yang Mo's former colleague. He heard that Yang Mo was coming to study, so he made an appointment to meet early.
Yang Mo: "Well."
"Drink something," Ellen laughed. "Iced Americano?"
Yang Mo raised the drink he had already bought in his hand.
"How can your taste be so terrible," Allen raised his eyebrows and joked, "I still remember that you took me to eat Sichuan hot pot, which made me almost have gastroenteritis."
Yang Mo: "It's okay."
"It's been a long time since I heard your name, China's YouTube." Allen said. "How have you been recently. The treatment is very high."
"I'm still working, generally, I didn't get rich and I didn't starve to death," Yang Mo said lightly, "Basically well-off."
Ellen: "."
He smiled helplessly: "You haven't changed at all, you still lack enthusiasm."
Yang Mo went straight to the topic and said, "Is there something wrong?"
Allen accidentally saw the ring on Yang Mo's ring finger and rubbed his fingers. Yang Mo usually doesn't take the ring out intentionally, but at events such as going out to parties, wearing this will save a lot of trouble.
He said, "Are you married?"
Yang Mo: "Well."
"Facent's head." Allen stared at his ring, leaned on the table, held his cheeks, and smiled: "I'm curious, what kind of person do you like."
…
Yang Han felt that Han Shiyu was a fool.
She never wanted to describe him in that way. After all, she was an elder, so she could save him some face.
But in the current situation, Yang Han himself was scratching his toes in embarrassment, and there was no way not to think about this adjective.
He thought he was sitting in the last row in the dark, wearing sunglasses. I can't even recognize who it is.
When Yang Han turned to get the popcorn, he saw this strange person from a very extreme angle, and recognized it almost immediately.
Yang Han: "…"
What happened to her two fathers, they got a double kill.
Han Shiyu followed eagerly, without even reading the title of the movie, and kept staring at the two people in front of him while queuing. It wasn't until after sitting on the seat that there were crowds of people beside him, and he realized that the movie was in 3D, and the glasses he picked up were clip-on.
There are always more difficulties than solutions, and this person is very good at finding ways to calmly put on the sunglasses again in the movie theater with the lights out, and then clip the clip on it.
At this time, it seems that the Erquan Yingyue surrounded by the background is more suitable for the scene.
The person next to you: "… "
An enthusiastic crowd asked curiously, "Brother, can you see clearly?"
Han Shiyu, who was in darkness, said, "Yes."
With his arms crossed in front of his chest, he was watching intently. He didn't pay attention to the movie and didn't change it. He lifted the clip and kept his eyes on Yang Han's side.
Yang Han felt ashamed and numb in place.
Have they been poisoned too deeply by TV dramas and animations, thinking that a pair of sunglasses can make acquaintances blind.
"What's wrong," Liu Zuoye sensed her discomfort, and felt that the source of her discomfort was diagonally behind. Just as she was about to turn her head, Yang Han held her face in his face and turned her head back.
"Don't look, there are fools behind."
Liu Zuoye, whose cheeks were rubbed up: "?"
…
Yang Mo said officially and normally: "It's quite mature and stable."
Alan still held his cheeks, raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and said, "Really." He tapped his fingers on the table and said, "I thought your dishes were hot, just like you like spicy food. ."
Yang Mo: "."
"A cold and abstinent man who likes to play with fire the most," Alan asked curiously, "Won't he seduce you when he has sex?"
Yang Mo said firmly: "No."
"That would be so boring." He stretched out his fingers, dipped a few times in front of Yang Mo, and smiled meaningfully, "If you abandon him one day, you can try it with me."
This person has pursued him for a few years when he went abroad to work, so it is not surprising that Yang Mo heard such words, he just said: "You think too much."
The person in front of him laughed and said, "It's a pity, how could such a good man become a married man..." He regretted for a while, and then asked, "Are you 1."
Yang Mo: "."
He smiled and said, "Your other half is so happy."
…
Han Shiyu's behavior.
There is no record on Baidu Encyclopedia, but Yang Hanjing observed that it is a highly contagious trait with only one source.
Yang Han has only seen his contagiousness, and he has even been unfortunately recruited, but this is the first time he has experienced the powerful power he exerts on the source of the main body.
Yang Han's ability to choose movies has always been poor, and she was deceived by the movie's gorgeous publicity. The content was so boring that it couldn't be more boring. Many viewers have already done other things. read it.
But with Han Shiyu in the back row, it doesn't seem to be boring at all.
He took the male audience around him and put on headphones to start the king.
As soon as TIMI sounded, the tracking was completely forgotten.
The brothers kept writing in the communication area.
"Is the jungler blind! A few have been robbed by the opponent? Can you take off your sunglasses?"
Han Shiyu: "What's the hurry, here we come."
After a big failure appeared on the screen, a group of people sighed, and they couldn't make loud noises in public, they could only hold their breath.
The brother next to him patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "Damn, with such a high rank, I thought you were pretty good."
Han Shiyu quibble: "The hand is born."
The movie is coming to an end, Yang Han really can't watch it anymore, and so does Liu Zuoye. She had to take advantage of Han Shiyu's inattentiveness, and quickly pulled Liu Zuoye to run first.
There was no one else around, and the brothers who had just opened the black together felt relieved to discuss it.
It only takes a game to get acquainted between men. They immediately became familiar with brothers who had known each other for half a lifetime, and asked, "Hey, what kind of work do you all do?"
The person next to him said, "I'm going to work for others. I just had a baby at home, and I've been busy for the past few years."
"Delivering express delivery to people is exhausting and exhausting, and no one follows."
"I'm alright, working in the media, just looking for a girlfriend, but not married."
"No, you look in your thirties."
The media brother smiled and said, "I'm going to fuck you."
The older office worker laughed, shook his phone, and said, "I'm your age. When my blood was boiling, I always thought about being poached by the club one day and playing in the professional league. Now I realize that I was a fool back then."
The person in front responded hahaha: "Who didn't think about it, when FPX won the championship, we howled all night in our dormitory."
The courier brother responded: "Hey, we too, the whole dormitory building exploded."
The media brother said: "I was in elementary school at that time. Now it's not easy to play games after work, and I have to take care of my girlfriend."
"Ha, I was still playing 4399 games when I was in elementary school, but it's so advanced in your generation."
"What is 4399."
"Look, tears of the times."
This group of people of different ages were unexpectedly linked together by this game. After crossing the ravines of many years, they actually chatted harmoniously and laughed.
One of the people in the chat suddenly asked Han Shiyu: "Brother Sunglasses, what are you doing?"
Someone said for him: "Heirs of traditional intangible cultural heritage."
In the midst of laughter, the lights were already on, the people were gone, the venue was empty, and only this group of people was left, still gathering.
"Me," Han Shiyu had been listening quietly just now. When asked, he smiled and said, "I make games."
They were silent for a while, and said in unison, "It's awesome."
They asked, "What's it called, has it been released yet?"
Han Shiyu said: "No, it's not the first time to do it, is it groping?"
The office worker sighed: "It's not easy for newcomers to play games. You lose money at the beginning, you have to grit your teeth."
Han Shiyu smiled and said, "It's easy to do."
The media brother suggested: "You go to Jixun Investment, I think they plan to invest in games recently."
"What does Han Shiyu's grandson know?" Someone kindly said, "You go to a professional to do this, but it has never been done before. Don't be fooled, brother."
Han Shiyu: "."
He said, "… oh."
The media guy laughed and said, "I know a lot about this business. Actually, Han Shiyu's vision and ability are quite good."
Han Shiyu agreed: "I think so too."
After teasing, they said: "After waiting for the release, we will give you five stars together."
Han Shiyu rolled his eyes, although he couldn't see it under the shade of sunglasses and bangs, he said, "Okay."
Feelings of homesickness and worrying about the country, the little touch of seeing good and thinking together, or the simple joy of chasing a dream... From ancient times to the present, people have always had a feeling of mutual communication. This kind of communication is a very remarkable thing. hearts drawn together.
It is this communication that he wants to tap.
Before doing something, Han Shiyu likes to find its meaning, and his original intention grows on this meaning. When doing things with this fresh original intention, he will be much happier.
Jixun originally planned to make games and film and television. He has prepared the funds and plans to start it in the next year. Now he has found the meaning.
When Han Shiyu came back to his senses, he was stunned.
He suddenly remembered what he was here for.
He looked at the empty seat, patted his forehead, and called out, "Oops, my daughter is gone."
The brothers who had already got up and walked halfway looked back at him: "?"
…
We walked all the way together. It was incredible that Alan still couldn't believe it. He put his hands in his pockets and stretched his head to ask Yang Mo, "Mature and stable?"
After being questioned, Yang Mo had lost half of his color. He used his nose to force and growled, "Fuck it."
Ellen: "…"