Chapter 34: Looking at Zero from Zero
Sleep forever with the sparse moonlight on earth.

When I looked again, it was almost ten o'clock and I had missed breakfast time.

Because yesterday was Friday, today is Saturday.

Because I didn't take off my clothes when I went to bed yesterday, I don't need to put on clothes when I get up today.

Zhuo's first reaction after getting up was to reach for his cell phone. He left school early to avoid Pompey. He didn't know what happened next yesterday.

After turning on the phone, I found that there were no 99+ text messages as I had expected... At that time, the Line software had not yet been released, and students used text messages to send messages to each other... There was only a sports festival score statistics table from Kanda, which remained in the text message mailbox.

Zhuo's weekends have always been quite free. He has had nothing to do for half a year.

In the past, I would just lie in bed and play with my phone. When it was time for dinner, I would go to a curry restaurant called "Mo" to eat. On the way, I would stop by a convenience store to bring back dinner. After finishing this play, I would lie in bed and play with my phone all afternoon.

He rarely hangs out unless someone calls him.

It’s different now, he no longer lies on the bed playing with his phone, now he lies on the massage sofa.

When the time came, Zhuo got up from the sofa, changed into his going-out shoes, and started today's routine.

Like I said before, same process as usual.

The "Mo" curry restaurant is located in an inconspicuous place. The small shop is built in an alley, with a kind of confidence that "good wine needs no bush".

Japan is different from China. Chefs, carpenters, craftsmen and masters who have been specialized in a certain industry for decades are extremely respected and have a very high social status. However, Japanese stars are not like this. Although this country also chases stars, they do not worship them so much. Even the stars themselves only regard "stardom" as a job, not a social class...

The chef of "Mo" is a veteran, which is why he dares to add several sky-high-priced dishes to the menu.

At the end of the alley there is a dark blue curtain. Inside is the "Mo" curry restaurant. There is a small courtyard on the right where you can park. It is also the owner's personal land.

Zhuo lowered his head and lifted the curtain. The moment he walked in, he wanted to turn back.

The girl with golden hair also saw Zhuo who had just entered the room at first sight, then noticed the instant lunch box in his hand, and then looked at him straight.

"Utsunomiya-san."

This was probably the first time Zero took the initiative to greet him.

Zhuo didn't expect Ling to be here, nor did he expect her to take the initiative to talk to him. He was stunned for a moment.

Then, he remembered what he had analyzed last night.

Like Odin, Zero probably approached him deliberately for some purpose.

If it was before, no matter how Su Enxi and Jiude Mai caused trouble for him, if Ling said she didn't know, he would have every reason to believe that she really didn't know, because that was Ling's character.

But now it’s different. If this was the order from the little devil, Zero would definitely do it without any reservations.

Thinking of this, Zhuo felt quite complicated.

Ling was even more considerate and caring when he took care of her that night than Zhuo's mother. To say that Zhuo didn't have any romantic feelings in his heart was pure lies.

Now the truth is out, I came here with a mission.

The little bit of soil on my heart was suddenly compacted and then a layer of cement was poured on it.

There's nothing wrong with that either.

So Zhuo just smiled and nodded as a response, then found a seat with his back to Ling and sat down.

This was not his first time here, so he did not look at the menu on the table and directly ordered the fried chicken cutlet and curry rice that he often ate.

The waiter bowed, holding a notebook, said "please wait a moment", and trotted away.

Ling had been looking at Zhuo since he entered the door.

Naturally, she also noticed the change in Zhuo's attitude. Although she had already discovered that Utsunomiya Zhuo was deliberately distancing himself from her during their previous interactions, it had never been as obvious as today.

It was a completely perfunctory attitude without any disguise, and the word "rejection" was engraved on his face. Zero frowned, wondering if he had messed up.

……

After eating, he called the waiter to settle the bill, then Zhuo picked up the instant bento he had bought at the convenience store and left.

When he left, Zero was still sitting there, still sitting in the same position, looking at him expressionlessly.

At a quick glance, she's so cute, really like a three-no loli.

It's a pity that it's fake, and actually it's full of bad intentions.

Zhuo nodded gently again, walked past her and walked out.

And Zero, who was behind him, was originally planning to catch up and drive him home. A mission is a mission, and Zero had no other ideas. She was an out-and-out executor.

However, when she reached the curtain and was about to push it aside to go out, she heard footsteps running wildly in the alley outside.

"..."

Ling Bingfeng's little face was stunned for a moment, then quickly regained its composure and gave up the idea of ​​chasing after him.

……

Zhuo ran back to the apartment in a hurry.

Humph! Bad woman!
Don't think I don't know what you want to do?
When Pompeii meets me, he gives me a pocket watch worth 2100 million US dollars, and you are trying to play tricks on me!

Bad woman! Bad loli!
Zhuo bared his teeth and looked disdainful. He had already figured out the whole story and said: I am not the kind of man who can be easily obtained!

Lying back on the massage sofa, Zhuo felt much better.

The afternoon was boring, but equally fulfilling.

Most people in the world can only feel the reality of life when they are busy, communicating, being observed and recognized by others.

Wash your understanding,
But there is another kind of people in the world who lie in bed and scroll through their phones all day and still feel that life is wonderful.

I hope Zhuo’s parents can understand.

I glanced at the time on my phone, it’s 16:31 PM, time to eat.

Unpack the instant lunch box, take out the plastic box containing the food on the top layer, pour the unknown liquid that comes with the lunch box into the bottom layer, and the lunch box will start to emit heat after a while.

Zhuo quickly put the plastic box on it and used the heat from the bottom to warm it.

Ding-dong-

Doorbell rang.

Zhuo was stunned for a moment, blinked at his lunch box that was about to be out of the oven, and decided to open the door first.

What the hell, you came here just in time for dinner, right?

He stood up cursing, walked to the door in his slippers, removed the security chain and opened the door.

Zhuo was stunned again, and a long golden hair was swaying slightly below Zhuo's eye level.

He lowered his eyes and frowned: "…What are you doing here?"

Ling raised her head from the bottom up, which should be a cute action, but there was no expression on her little face. She stretched her hand forward, holding a three-layered bento that looked very high-end, but her cold tone made Zhuo feel that she was more like a bandit who robbed the road in Hengshan.

"Bring you food."

(End of this chapter)