[Han Zhang] One thought

51.

Without the external factors that disrupted the situation, Zhang Xinjie passed his exam week steadily, passed the linear algebra retake, and performed well in other subjects. He even scored more than 90 points in the macroeconomics and management foundation exams, which made Zhang Jiale feel good for a while. Be amazed.

"So you are a top student who was delayed by glory!"

Zhang Xinjie just smiled lightly and asked, "Do you want to go back to Q City with me?"

"You go back first, I'll go back to City K, and then I'll go back to City Q with Lao Lin."

Having said that, he dutifully sent Zhang Xinjie to the airport, watched him pass the security check, and then reluctantly left, as if he was really his "brother".When Sun Zheping learned about it, he complained mercilessly: "Pull it down, you are Ye Gonghaolong. If you really have a younger brother like Zhang Xinjie, it's no wonder you're not crazy!"

Zhang Jiale was powerless to refute, so he habitually picked up the pillow and threw it on Sun Zheping's head, until the other party ran all over the room, then stopped contentedly.Over there, the flight had safely delivered Zhang Xinjie to City Q. He left the terminal, took out his mobile phone, and reported to his "brother" that he was safe. When he looked up, he saw Han Wenqing waiting for him not far away. .

His heart almost thumped. Fortunately, Han Wenqing didn't hold any strange bouquets in his hands this time, or anything more terrifying.

"What are you doing?" He quickly walked up to Han Wenqing and asked with a vigilant expression.

"Wait for you." Han Wenqing calmly wrapped his arms around his waist, before reaching out to pick up his suitcase.

Zhang Xinjie hastily took a step back, putting his arms between the two of them: "Stop making trouble...don't make any more messes."

"What are you afraid of at home?" Han Wenqing pulled Zhang Xinjie into his arms and gave him a hug.

After being told by Han Wenqing, he gradually felt relieved. In fact, he himself had already given up his worries, and he just didn't want to cause trouble for the team anymore.But when Han Wenqing mentioned the "home court", he really couldn't refute it.

On the way back, he did gain a lot of onlookers, but from the eyes of those people, he didn't read any malice, at most it was just curiosity.As soon as he entered the house, his attention immediately shifted to the oncoming Xiao Han.

The black cat, which seemed to have made another circle, rushed towards him aggressively, as if it was about to drive the intruder out of the house. After seeing who it was, it immediately turned its head in disgust, and turned its back to him. Seeing Zhang Xinjie sit down, his tail was wagging, which made Zhang Xinjie suspect that the person sitting in front of him was a dog.

The newly renovated new home still had a lingering smell, and Han Wenqing had previously suggested to stay at his parents' house for a few days before moving back to the new home.But Zhang Xinjie was thin-skinned and refused to do anything. Han Wenqing had nothing to do with him, so he had to move back with his cat and man, waiting for Mr. Zhang to drive him.But as soon as Zhang Xinjie entered the house, Xiao Han began to turn his face and deny anyone.

Zhang Xinjie had no choice but to start the long and difficult journey of coaxing the cat. Han Wenqing carried the cat to the sofa, but it still turned its back to Zhang Xinjie, refusing to move a step towards him.

"Xiao Han, are you angry with me again?" Zhang Xinjie cautiously moved closer to it, and stretched out his hand to stroke the top of its head, but the black cat quickly turned its head away, as if fighting to the end.

"Who kept you away from home for half a year, it doesn't know you now..." Han Wenqing began to gloat from the side as usual.

"I can't help it..." Zhang Xinjie continued to gently touch the back of Xiao Han's neck, suddenly thinking, "How about I take you to City B next semester?"

Xiao Han regained his energy in an instant, turned his head and plunged into Zhang Xinjie's arms, his reaction was as quick as an excellent face-changing actor in Sichuan opera.

Han Wenqing on the other end quit: "That won't work, how can you keep cats in your dormitory?"

"I'll raise it secretly, just don't let the housekeeper find out."

"No, it's unreliable... Besides, if you take the cat away, won't I become an empty nester again?"

"You can go home and live..." Zhang Xinjie blinked at him slyly, "Didn't you live happily at your parents' house a while ago?"

This time, no matter how dull Han Wenqing was, he realized that Zhang Xinjie was making fun of him. He couldn't find a reason to get angry, so he simply pushed the cat aside, pulled Zhang Xinjie into his arms, and imitated the way the other party rubbed the cat. He rubbed his head indiscriminately.

"As soon as I came back, I was thinking about making fun of me..."

"Isn't it?" Zhang Xinjie embraced Han Wenqing's waist very frankly, resting his head on his shoulder, "I haven't made fun of you for a semester, I'm not used to it."

Han Wenqing raised his hand and patted the back of Zhang Xinjie's neck, and asked casually, "How is your cervical spine?"

"I was stared at by Zhang Jiale for a semester, and I was taken to the hospital by him every day for rehabilitation... I'm much better now."

"Be more careful in the future, and get rid of the root cause of the disease... I heard that Zhang Jiale asked you to admit his marriage?"

"Yeah, he claimed to be my long-lost elder brother, and he also said that he would come back to see his nephew in the next year..."

"Who is his nephew?"

Zhang Xinjie raised his hand and pointed at a corner of the sofa, Han Wenqing stretched out his head and looked, good guy, Xiao Han is hugging a sofa cushion and biting it happily.

"Stop!" Han Wenqing got up quickly, snatched Xiao Han over, and snatched the sofa cushion from its mouth, in exchange for Xiao Han scratching it angrily, "Don't you want the molar stick I bought for you?" Eat, eat my sofa cushion, what's wrong!"

Zhang Xinjie took the cat from Han Wenqing, hugged it into his arms, rubbed it again and again, and asked casually, "Then how is your waist?"

"What do you think?" Han Wenqing rolled his eyes involuntarily, "You are quite capable, and even sued my mother... Are you a primary school student?"

"Who told you not to go to the hospital by yourself? And I don't believe that Zhang Jiale supervised my running to the hospital every day without your permission."

"It's really none of my business..." Han Wenqing spread his hands, "When will he and Lao Lin come?"

"I guess it will have to wait until the next year - Chinese New Year is to go back to each house, and it's not suitable to run around."

"Then why don't you ask your parents if they want to come to Q City for two days? My mother even mentioned this two days ago."

Zhang Xinjie was stunned for a moment, and then he agreed wholeheartedly: "Okay, I'll call my family later and ask."

"What?" Han Wenqing suddenly showed embarrassment, "My father has a bad temper, if there is anything wrong with his hospitality..."

"I think it's okay...You two have similar personalities."

"How can I compare with him?"

"It's just that you don't realize it—you were notorious when you were in your twenties, and Tyranny's teammates and management didn't care about you. Who else would let you do whatever you want?"

Han Wenqing was so choked by him that he couldn't speak. He sat on the spot with his arms crossed, and after a while he awkwardly said, "Am I that bad?"

"That's right—you have a big temper, are moody, scold people when you disagree, and don't consider other people's feelings and face at all. At that time, we were all very afraid of you."

"Have you ever been afraid of me?" Han Wenqing's eyes widened, like an angry frog, even his cheeks bulged.

"Of course... At that time, the few of us newcomers were worried every time we saw you, for fear that you would send us back to the youth training camp in a fit of anger."

"Is this the image I have in your mind?"

"Yeah, don't you know?"

"I know the other team members are afraid of me, but you... as for?"

"I'm also a rookie here."

Han Wenqing's expression was cloudy and cloudy for a while: "I didn't do it on purpose, I was young and energetic back then, and I didn't know how to control my emotions..."

"I know," Zhang Xinjie leaned closer to him, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck, "Although you have a bad face, a bad temper, and unreasonable offenses, you can't be pulled back by nine cows...but you will always be ours team leader."

Han Wenqing nodded silently, then lowered his head and kissed Zhang Xinjie's forehead.To be honest, his heart was already agitated by these clumsy confessions, but at this moment, Han Wenqing seemed to have passed the age of Qi Qing, and he just hugged Zhang Xinjie tightly without saying a word, letting his cat be in his arms. He kept calling and calling, but he didn't answer.

Just after the lunar new year, Zhang Xinjie's parents flew to Q City with large and small bags of New Year's goods, almost filling the living room of Han Wenqing's house.Now Han Wenqing's parents seemed to want to compare, and brought them countless seafood. For a while, Han Wenqing's living room was piled up like a new year's market.

"You're almost ready, how can I put so many things here?" Han Wenqing couldn't help complaining as he moved the boxes in the house under his mother's command.

"Isn't your colleague coming after the next year? Just in time to entertain guests!"

Zhang Xinjie's mother also chimed in: "Yes, let them take some back home and try."

Zhang Xinjie had also been reduced to a coolie at the moment, and was busy with Han Wenqing, but Xiao Han became a treasure in the hands of the two elders, whoever hugged him was reluctant to let go.

"This little thing just watches people order dishes! When was it so obedient when it was just the two of us?" Han Wenqing couldn't bear to pull Zhang Xinjie aside and complained.

Zhang Xinjie couldn't laugh or cry for a while: "Why are you still jealous of cats?"

But I can’t blame Han Wenqing for overturning the jar of vinegar. The current structure of the Han family is: the two senior attending physicians, Han Mu and Zhang Mu, hit it off right away, holding hands and doing homework, and the two fathers are exchanging their experiences on making dumplings. , the topic quickly progressed to which kind of dumplings is better for New Year's Eve dinner.On the other hand, Xiao Han has a good relationship between "grandparents" and "grandparents", and he touches everyone when he is around, just like the little emperor of the family.

"I brought some mackerel over here. You must try it. The mackerel meat is the best for making dumplings. It's so fresh that your nose will drop off!"

Zhang Xinjie's father was amused by the words "in-laws", and he slapped his thigh happily: "Okay! I will definitely try it!"

"I'll make it for you tomorrow night! That little bastard Wenqing won't say that I just talk but don't practice..."

Han Wenqing, who was suddenly called out, poked his head out from the kitchen: "What are you calling me for?"

"Don't do anything, just do your own thing!"

Han Wenqing went back into the kitchen resentfully, and spread his hands towards Zhang Xinjie: "I always feel that I am redundant in this family..."

"It's okay." Zhang Xinjie shrugged indifferently, "I also felt that I was superfluous when I was in my house."

"What's the matter..."

"Isn't this great?" Zhang Xinjie leaned against the cabinet and smiled at him, "Isn't this the kind of life we're looking forward to?"

"That's right," Han Wenqing nodded thoughtfully, and reached out to rub Zhang Xinjie's head, "Finally I've got my head..."

Zhang Xinjie pulled this hand down and shook it lightly.

"If there is any difficulty in the future, we can get through it together."

TBC