Yingying

The air conditioner in the private room of the hotel was blowing on Ye Zhihe, and the cold air on his body was completely dissipated.Ye Shu chatted with his friends with great interest, and the chat was nothing more than work matters. Ye Zhihe didn't care to listen, and stopped chopsticks when he was half full.

"Cheng Zi, don't patronize eating, but also have a drink with us." Uncle Wu drank happily, and raised his glass to the woman sitting next to Ye Zhihe.

"Don't drink, don't drink with you two, I'm still driving."

"Isn't your sister here? Take our car back later." Uncle Wu was still trying to persuade, but the wife next to him said, "Come on, take it easy, Ye Shu, don't drink too much, and take a drink with you." with the baby."

The three people on the opposite side continued to chat enthusiastically.

Ye Zhihe was in a daze, when Cheng Zi suddenly lowered his head and asked him softly, "Don't you want to eat any more?"

Ye Zhihe subconsciously said: "No need, I'm full."

"Are you full? That's too little. I heard from your father that you are in the second year of high school? You should eat more when you are growing up." Cheng Zi has a fragrance on his body, which is soft and not pungent. You can smell it.

Ye Zhihe looked at her, and really couldn't guess her age. She looked very young, at least not like Ye Shu's generation.

Cheng Zi laughed, eyes slightly bent, "Your personality is up to you."

Ye Zhihe was stunned for a moment, and she continued: "If you don't have anything you want to eat, just eat some staple food. I'm not familiar with this place and I don't know what delicious food this place has..."

Ye Zhihe still didn't speak, and Cheng Zi didn't think there was anything wrong. Instead, he looked at him carefully, "Your character follows your father."

Ye Zhihe turned his head to look at Ye Shu who was blushing from drinking and stretched out his fist, and then turned his head to look at Cheng Zi, "...Well, maybe it is."

Cheng Zi laughed out loud, "I'm not saying that he is now, even though your father is like this now, he was also a literary youth before, somewhat melancholy."

Ye Zhihe couldn't imagine, "Auntie Cheng, have you known my dad for a long time?"

Seeing his difficulty opening his mouth, Cheng Zi said considerately, "I'm 34 years old, so I'm called Auntie. Your father and I... knew each other. Many years ago, we didn't have you at that time. We knew each other."

Ye Zhihe gave a soft "Oh", and Cheng Zi said, "You don't want to talk to me?"

"No." Ye Zhihe said calmly, "I was just wondering whether I should call her sister or aunt..."

Cheng Zi laughed again, she seemed to love to laugh, no matter what Ye Zhihe said could make her laugh, "Do I look very young?"

"Ah."

"Our Cheng family doesn't look old, maybe it's genetic?" Cheng Zi joked, "Your father looks young, too. We haven't seen each other for many years, and I don't think he has changed much."

Ye Zhihe took a bite of fish with his chopsticks, and Cheng Zi asked again, "Do you like fish?"

"It's okay." Ye Zhihe took a mouthful of rice and ate slowly, the bustle on the other side of the table seemed to have nothing to do with the two of them.

"I love food too." Cheng Zi's voice fell silent after saying a word, and Ye Zhihe turned to look at her, "Have you and my dad not seen each other for many years?"

"Well, because there were some things in the middle...but it's all over." Cheng Zi looked at him, his expression suddenly became a little complicated, "Are you sixteen this year?"

"Ah."

"Is there anyone you like?"

Cheng Zi's question was so sudden that Ye Zhihe was stunned.

"Oh, it seems that there is such a reaction." Cheng Zi winked at him, "Does your dad know?"

Ye Zhihe pursed her lips, not knowing whether to speak or remain silent.

"He doesn't know? It's okay, tell him he won't blame you." Cheng Zi reached out and touched his head, "Your father loves you very much."

This is too sudden, saying "love" directly will not make people feel love, but will cause pressure.

"You haven't differentiated yet, have you?" Cheng Zi said softly.

Ye Zhihe nodded.

"It's coming soon, if only I can be with the person I like by then." Cheng Zi looked at him and smiled, "We must be together sooner."

If it was normal, Ye Zhihe would not talk too much, but today is an exception, and the woman in front of him is an exception.He saw her very familiar, as if he had seen her before but couldn't remember where, "Now...you haven't graduated from high school, so it's considered a puppy love?" He doesn't care, but adults do, and he just wants to hear what Cheng Zi will say.

Cheng Zi seemed to have just thought of this question, lowered his head and thought for a while and said, "You still like her if you don't pierce the window paper, don't you?"

Ye Zhihe blinked.

"How come there are so many rules stipulating who should do what at what age." Cheng Zi looked disgusted, and his speech was vivid, "Rules are made by people, but thoughts can't be controlled , I like to say it early so that I won’t miss it, am I right?”

Like a young girl, she asked Ye Zhihe a little playfully.

Ye Zhihe nodded in agreement, picked up the chopsticks to eat the fish again.

He chatted with Cheng Zi a lot, Cheng Zi didn't have the airs of an elder, and his tone of voice was very comfortable, especially when he kept smiling, which made Ye Zhihe feel closer.

After more than an hour, the two men on the opposite side finally had their fill of drinking and got up from the table to leave.

Ye Shu was drunk and staggered when he walked, Ye Zhihe went to help him, but he refused and said "no".

Cheng Zi said from the side: "Help your father, he is drunk."

Ye Shu said, "We took a taxi and left."

"How can I do that? I'm driving, and I'll take you back home. Miao Miao, look at your dad. I'll pick up the car."

Ye Shu insisted: "No, there's no need for anything, we're close, just take a taxi."

Cheng Zi was silent for two seconds, "I haven't been to your house yet, why don't you let me see it after all?"

Ye Shu suddenly fell silent, a drunk standing in the cold night with flushed cheeks, looking a little funny.Ye Zhihe looked at his father. He didn't know when he had grown taller, so he could look at him at the same level. He didn't need to raise his head to look at Ye Shu anymore, and the arms supporting him also gained strength.

Ye Shu said, "Okay, but the house is a little messy."

Ye Zhihe thought he was sober, but the next moment the weight on his body told him that Ye Shu was very drunk, so drunk that he wanted to lean on him, which was unprecedented in the past.

Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu left first, and before leaving, Aunt Wu was still talking to Cheng Zi, "...the child is here, so don't mention some things."

"I know, I'm not a child anymore." Cheng Zi watched the two drive away, then turned his head and said, "Let's go too, Miao Miao, where is your home, you have to show me the way."

Ye Shu got into the car, and muttered in the back seat: "I said take a taxi, but you don't know where it is."

Cheng Zi reversed the car with the steering wheel, "Come on, stop for a while, isn't there your son here?"

Ye Zhihe thought his father was asleep, but Ye Shu suddenly said, "Yes, it's my son... mine."

Cheng Zi's hand stopped, and the car moved forward inertially. Ye Zhihe raised his head but only saw half of Cheng Zi's side face, which was soaked in the night with his hair and couldn't be seen clearly.

Turning to look at his father again, this time the man was really asleep, curled up in a corner, muttering from time to time.It's hard to imagine that he is 40 years old, drunk and gaffe like a child.

Ye Zhihe showed the way, Cheng Zi drove, and the car drove into the gap on the avenue, and Ye Zhihe looked at his mobile phone.WeChat seemed to explode, and Xiang Yuanxi sent him more than 20 messages in one go. To sum up the main point is: he and Yao Yunzhou are married.

Ye Zhihe typed without the slightest surprise: [Then congratulations. ]

The mathematics group was also lively and talked about 99+, Ye Zhihe turned up a few posts and quit.

Lin Shen didn't talk to him. Ye Zhihe knew that the two hours after Lin Shen had dinner was study time, so he sent another message: [I'm going home by car now. ]

While waiting at the red light, Cheng Zi looked at Ye Zhihe through the rearview mirror, "Are you talking to someone you like?"

"Huh?" Ye Zhihe put away his phone, pretending to be stupid.

Cheng Zi said: "I can't hide it, you look at your phone and smile so happily."

Ye Zhihe: "I'm so happy when I win the matchmaker game."

Cheng Zi laughed.

The car stopped at the entrance of the community. Cheng Zi helped Ye Shu into the house but didn't stay long. He stood at the door and said, "Okay, your dad should be able to wake up after a while. Can you be alone? Take care of him."

Ye Zhihe nodded.

"Well, take good care of him. We should see each other tomorrow or in a few days." Cheng Zi smiled, "I'm going to stay here for a while, and I'll tell you about your dad's embarrassing past."

Cheng Zi stood outside the door, as if he wanted to leave but was reluctant to leave so fast. It was very cold in the corridor, and even the temperature in the room dropped.

"Don't look at him like this now, he seems to be quite reliable and raised you to such a big age..." Cheng Zi took a step forward, and finally stepped in and reached out to touch Ye Zhihe's head, "He didn't even know how to wear clothes before." Wash yourself."

Ye Zhihe: "You used to have a good relationship."

"...I still have to tell the truth." Cheng Zi let out a sigh of relief, the current temperature is a bit strange, like cold and hot, standing inside and outside the door is suffering. "We didn't know each other well before."

Ye Zhihe looked at her.

"I heard it from someone else." Cheng Zi put down his hands and looked at him with squinted eyes, "That person is more familiar with him."