Chapter 117, Silently

When I got home, Zero hadn't arrived yet.

Zhuo sat on the sofa for a while, then returned to the bedroom, took out a backpack, and began to search the closet for some clothes to change into... Speaking of which, because of Ling's "meddling", his clothes were finally no longer piled up in the living room.

Every time I throw my clothes in the corner, before they start to accumulate, I can find the same washed clothes on the clothes rack on the balcony the next morning.

You don't have to think twice to know who did it.

In that case, it might be a good idea to hide away for a while.

It's just right that Ling can relax for a while and doesn't have to take care of this useless person all day long.

He was still struggling with how much stuff to bring... After just two or three minutes, the sound of a door lock turning was heard from the entrance.

As the owner of the house, he should go out to greet them. But such behavior is meaningless to Zhuo or Ling, who was bending his calves to change into slippers at the entrance.

So Zhuo didn't intend to do that.

But at this time the phone rang.

The sound of "beep-beep" echoed in the living room, and Zhuo had to put down the work at hand and go out.

He picked up the phone on the coffee table and pressed the answer button while looking towards the entrance.

Ling was half-bending his waist at this time, hooking the heels of his shoes from behind to take off his outdoor round-toed leather shoes, standing on one foot without shaking at all, like a swan.

In this situation, any other girl would definitely be exposed...but this ungrateful girl wore an extra pair of pants under her skirt.

"Aunt Kanda."

"I'm sorry Utsunomiya-kun, you just got home. There are some things that the child's father and I have to go out for, so I'll leave the child to you."

As soon as the phone was connected, I heard Kanda's mother's extremely tired voice. It seemed that she had not had a very good time these days.

Is it that serious?

"Auntie, don't worry, just leave Zhihe to us."

Wear it a thousand times, but flattery never wears it.

Say a few nice words first to ease the atmosphere.

"Hey, I've lived half my life, how could I give birth to such a shameless thing."

Kanda's mother on the other end of the phone spoke a little harshly.

She kept talking about how Kanda was in the past and how he was doing recently, sighing as she spoke, as if she was about to cry at any time.

"Aunt Kanda, don't say anything. I'll be there soon. Don't worry. I'll call you anytime if anything happens."

Zhuo and Kanda's mother had only met once at a parent-teacher conference in the third year of junior high school, and they were not familiar with each other.

But there are still some things that can be said.

After a few minutes of consolation and comfort, Kanda's mother accepted Zhuo's statement and said that Kanda would be handed over to them in the next few days.

His tone made Zhuo feel for a moment that Kanda Tomokazu was everyone's common junior.

After hanging up the phone, I looked around and found that Ling was no longer there, and there were rustling noises coming from the bedroom.

Zhuo walked over.

He didn't know when Ling came to the bedroom while he was on the phone. After Zhuo entered the room, he saw her standing in front of the closet, raising her hands with all her strength, and struggling to take down a set of pajamas from the top of the closet. Then she glanced at him hastily, turned around silently, stuffed the pajamas into her backpack, and then bent down to organize the things in the backpack.

Her matter-of-fact behavior made her act like both a mother and a wife.

But no matter which one it was, it further strengthened Zhuo's desire to escape from here.

Stay far away.

"Ah - I have something to do these few days, so I may not be at home."

Zhuo looked at her busy body and said sideways.

"I heard."

Ling was still bending over to organize his backpack, and he didn't know what he had stuffed in.

"…I'm only borrowing it for a few days, so I don't think I'll need that much stuff. I can use Kanda's shampoo and the like."

Because Zhuo saw her stuff facial cleanser, shower gel and other things in there, he said so.

"I don't like the taste."

"..." Zhuo paused, pondered the sentence carefully, and then asked in an innocent tone: "What smell?"

To be honest, Lian Zhuo doesn't even know what Kanda's shampoo smells like, but Ling said he doesn't like the smell... This feels weird.

It feels like buying something you've been looking forward to online, only to end up buying a fake product.

Zhuo was very sure that there was nothing unusual in his tone.

But Ling still looked up in the midst of his busy schedule, turned his head but did not straighten his back, glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued with his work.

"I don't like any of them." She said lightly as she zipped up her hiking bag.

wash:"……"

Zhuo secretly bit the soft flesh in his mouth and looked at her without saying a word.

If he understood correctly, then he should have understood correctly.

Then, under Zhuo's gaze, Ling closed the zipper of his backpack, lifted it with one hand and hung it on his shoulder, then stood up and faced him.

"Do you still want to eat at home?"

“……”This statement is also strange.

I clearly didn't feel anything before.

"...No, it's a good chance for you to work less hard." Zhuo thought for a while and said.

Ling was standing with a bag on one shoulder. With her height, she needed to tilt her head slightly to look Zhuo in the eye.

She stared at Zhuo with her calm, unmoved blue eyes for a few seconds, and Zhuo had no idea what she was looking at.

Immediately, Zero nodded slightly, lowered his head, and walked past him silently.

Went to the living room.

Zhuo still stood in the bedroom, thinking carefully, did he express the word "avoid" too obviously? So Ling saw it?

probably not.

Firstly, there was a legitimate reason for this matter, and Kanda's mother even called personally.

Secondly, his performance was not much different from usual.

That's how it should be.

But Zhuo always felt that Ling sensed his thoughts and wanted to "avoid her", so in the end he said nothing and acquiesced to this matter.

This kind of inexplicable "feeling" is really bothering me.

He clearly doesn't have much brains, but he tries to be clever at a time when he needs to act dumb.

Zhuo shook his head and followed the footsteps to the living room.

Up to now, even if calculated according to the official "feeding" time, the time he and Ling have spent together day and night is more than a year.

In this small house that Zhuo rents, which is less than 40 square meters, many things have not changed, but many things have quietly become different.

The massage sofa was moved from the corner to a position next to the ordinary sofa, right next to where Zhuping eats.

He lay on the massage couch and could still watch TV.

The pile of clothes in the corner is gone, and instead there is a clothes drying rack on the balcony.

The refrigerator is now open and filled with various items.

There was a new set of cups on the coffee table where the TV was placed, which consisted of a teapot and two porcelain cups.

There was an extra pillow on the sofa, not on the side where Zhuo was sitting, and he tried not to touch it without permission.

There was a new TV on the wall, right in the center of the sofa...so every time he watched it, he had to tilt his head slightly.

Zhuo stood in the entrance hall and had a panoramic view of all of this.

Then he retracted his gaze and focused it on the "keeper" in front of him.

Ling had no intention of changing his shoes, and Zhuo didn't intend to ask why.

Without a word of dialogue, Zero silently took the shoulder bag off her thin shoulders and held it in front of him.

Zhuo paused, lowered his body slightly, and reached his hand through the loop on the backpack.

Then he straightened up and hung the backpack on his back.

Zero also let go of his hand.

"I'm leaving."

Having said that, Zhuo opened the door and walked out.

"Ah."

He didn't look back and walked towards the elevator in silence.

　Thanks to brother 897797 for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks to brothers 205***223 for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks to my brother 995 for the monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)