Chapter 91, My suggestion is to overthrow

Heavy snow was falling lightly from the sky.

Yes, it is snowing heavily now.

Before I knew it, the whole city was covered in white. The Ferris wheel in the distance stopped turning, flashing a faint red light, bringing a different color to the city.

It's quite cold.

But the interior is ok.

After dinner, Zhuo didn't rush to wash the dishes. Instead, he took off his down jacket, took a bottle of iced cola from the refrigerator, two cups, one for him and one for Ling, and then sat down on the sofa.

Then Ling silently unscrewed the Coke on the table and poured it into both cups.

The moment the brown drink leaves the bottle and falls into the cup, there is a crackling sound...it's the carbon dioxide evaporating.

And Zhuo had already laid down in the professional Ge Da Ye posture.

After Ling finished pouring the Coke, he moved the cup to the edge of the table without any surprise, where he could reach it with his hand... Zhuo Cai seemed to have grown an arm, and without moving his upper body, he reached out to pick up the cup and took a sip.

Then put it back.

Zero didn't drink the Coke, and her cup was still bubbling.

Neither of them wanted to chat.

Zhuo didn't find it strange, as it was like this every day.

The sofa was less than four meters long, with one person sitting on each side. Zero sat with his back straight like a primary school student in class, while he was limp like a boneless mollusk.

The contrast is stark.

And no one felt embarrassed.

Quite amazing.

More than an hour passed like this. Zhuo felt that he had almost digested the food. When he was about to get up, organize the tableware and wash the dishes, the doorbell rang.

Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong, very rhythmic.

Either the other person has obsessive-compulsive disorder or he is a person who only pays attention to politeness.

Zhuo looked at Ling, and she happened to be looking at Zhuo, and the two of them looked at each other.

Zhuo subconsciously put his index finger to his mouth and made a faint "hush" sound, signaling the other party to be quiet.

Zero had a blank expression on his face, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

There is no statement.

Zhuo stood up with the help of the handrail.

Walk to the entrance.

When I opened the door, a cool breeze blew into the house, and the falling snowflakes also fell in.

He was not wearing a down jacket and felt a little cold.

Kiritani Jin stood there with a smile on his face and extended his hand to greet him.

"Yo."

Then Utsunomiya Shuo closed the door.

There is weirdness.

Out of every ten things, there are twelve points of weirdness.

“Hey, you closed the door just because you saw she wasn’t a pretty girl?” Kiritani Jin knocked on the door again, but this time there was no rhythm. “Don’t let male hormones take over your brain.”

"I can't open the door even if I'm the little match girl." Utsunomiya Shuo stood behind the door and replied casually.

"Where's Santa Claus?"

"…It depends on the gift."

There was silence outside the door for a moment, and then there was another voice.

"Trick or treat!"

"This is the script for Halloween, right? Today is Christmas Eve. You got the wrong script, Ren. I suggest you go back and change it."

"I know. I'll change it. Open the door first."

"Why are you opening the door?" Zhuo asked confidently.

"That's why I want to ask, why do you lock the guests out? Besides... it's weird to talk through the door."

“It’s a little strange.”

crunch.

Utsunomiya Shuo opened the door again, then walked out before Ren entered and quickly closed the door.

When I turned around, Ren was looking at me as if I were a "suspicious person".

Zhuo thought for a moment and explained, "The wind will blow in and lower the room temperature."

"So that's how it is~~" Ren nodded vigorously, then looked up at him with dead fish eyes: "Did you think I would say that?"

Zhuo remained silent.

The excuse is indeed lame, and it's normal not to believe it.

So Zhuo simply ignored the matter and changed the subject: "What are you doing here?
“It’s so cold.”

Zhuo shrank his neck.

Kiritani Jin was different from him. He wore a lot of clothes, including a down jacket, a scarf and gloves, and looked like a chubby ball.

Ren took out a red object from his pocket. It was tied with a yellow ribbon and a beautiful bow on top.

“Send apples.”

Zhuo looked down.

It was indeed an apple. He pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment.

"It's now 10:39 on December 24th," Utsunomiya Shuo reminded.

It's very late.

Are you crazy if you send apples to my door at this time?
Kiritani Jin first forcefully pressed the apple into his hand, then hesitantly started the conversation:
"One more thing."

"Ah."

"Would you like to spend Christmas together tomorrow?"

"...Why don't you send a text message?" Zhuo was speechless.

"Because you might say no."

Ren really understood him.

Hiding behind his mobile phone, Zhuo is a giant who despises everything.

"Why?" Zhuo didn't understand. "Don't you think it's weird for two men to spend Christmas together? Ren, I like women."

"You think too much." Ren tightened the scarf around his neck. "We can ask Yamamoto... Oh, you can also ask Romanov. That way there will be four of us."

"Oh." Zhuo nodded, "Anything else?"

"Gone."

"Goodbye then."

Zhuo wanted to go back, but was stopped by Tongya Ren.

"You are alone anyway, so why not help me?" said Kiritani Jin.

"I'm alone anyway, so it's better for me to be alone." Zhuo Hui said.

He then shook his hands, trying to get rid of Ren's claws, but failed, his grip was very tight.

It seems that Ren is serious.

Utsunomiya Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "You want to confess?"

Ren hesitated and turned his face away: "...It's still brewing."

"Oh, then you prepare first, I'll go back first... Let go! Let go!"

He held on a little too tightly, and it was cold outside. Zhuo wasn't really trying to fight, so he couldn't break free. And if he moved too hard, the cold wind would blow into his clothes.

So he still caught me.

"I have a plan, I have a plan." Kiritani Jin said twice for emphasis.

Zhuo looked at him with dead fish eyes: "When have you never had a plan... You know what, Ren, there is something I have been holding in my heart for a long time, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

"…Then don't talk about it."

Ren Tai knows the character of his best friend very well, and he doesn't know what ivory can come out of his mouth!

But Zhuo pretended not to hear and continued talking about his own things.

"You know, in my opinion, all your planning and scheming are like the clown dressing up before his appearance, just so that everyone can recognize you at the moment of your appearance... I'm done."

"..."

Ren was silent with a sad face: "...That's too much."

"But the truth hurts."

If it were someone else, Zhuo wouldn't even bother to care. Let them do whatever they want, it's none of his business.

"Then what should I do?" Ren looked at him hopefully.

"Do you think it's useful to ask someone who has been single since birth?" Zhuo looked at him speechlessly. "My suggestion is to just push her down or drug her."

"We live in a society ruled by law," reminded Ren Kiritani.

“Is there a legal provision?”

"some."

"Then there's no way."

"..."

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(End of this chapter)