MTL - Guide on How to Fail at Online Dating-Chapter 104

Jing Huan always thought that the examination was the longest time, and he lived with his fingers every day, so he looked forward to the holiday.

But this time, after finishing the last subject, Gao Zixiang came up and pulled him on his shoulders to say that when he saw him home, Jing Huan was still a little bit lost.

Two friends were arguing next to each other. Gao Zixiang teased about Lu Wenhao's face, but Lu Wenhao said that he would spit out the fragrance in a few moments and started to move. Two men, you come and go. Fighting badly.

Jing Huan didn't get involved. He took out his mobile phone and immediately found out Xiang Huaizhi's WeChat.

Xiaojing: Brother, I finished the exam.

Xiang: Well, when are you going home?

Xiaojing: ... Tomorrow.

Jing Huan scratched his head and typed.

This was settled with the family long ago, because tomorrow happens to be Grandpa Jinghuan ’s birthday, and the whole year is a long life. If it wasn't for his tiredness, his dad would like to arrange for someone to pick him up tonight.

To: Meet?

Xiang: Please have dinner.

Jing Huan lived again.

When he got home, he took a shower, changed his clothes that he thought was the most handsome, and finally sprayed some perfume.

At the appointed intersection, after seeing four people standing together, his smile flew away with the cold wind.

"Xiang Xiang asked you to have a meal together. I was thinking about not meeting again. I followed, and also called Haoer and Zixiang by the way," Lu Hangban said jokingly. "You don't mind? "

Jing Huan yanked his lips firmly: "Of course not."

He turned to look at Huai Zhi, and the other side glanced at him at the same time, with some helplessness and remorse at the bottom of his eyes, and Jing Huan smiled again.

"What's that smell?" Lu Wenhao sniffed, and finally got to Jing Huan, "Fuck, you sprayed perfume? You're so good."

Jing Huan pushed him weakly: "I'm not showing it to you, get out."

Lu Wenhao was happy, jokingly: "Who did you show it to? Wouldn't you just ask Xiangge? I'll help you ask Xiangge like it."

After that, he turned and pretended to ask.

Xiang Huaizhi was chatting with Lu Hang, suddenly turned his head and glanced at them: "Like."

Jing Huan: "..."

Lu Wenhao froze: "I haven't asked yet, Xiangge."

"Ask a fart," Jing Huan hit his shoulder, "shut up you ..."

For the western food to eat this time, Jing Huan took the lead and grabbed the seat beside Xiang Huai.

However, the two did not do any extra movements during the dinner. The small restaurant they went to today had crowded seats, and little movements would be found.

Halfway through the meal, a group of students from Xianghuai's class came. After the party greeted them, they left and sat at the table next to them.

Lu Wenhao peered into the table next door and was discovered by Gao Zixiang. "Who are you peeping at?"

"Grass." Lu Wenhao was startled, and patted him, "I know I'm peeping, wouldn't I say a little?"

Lu Hang laughed, and lowered his voice and said, "Why, are there any girls you like? Those girls are single, and I can help you get a WeChat."

"No, I still like to be younger than myself," Lu Wenhao said, "I just want to see if Huanhuan likes them."

Jing Huan was almost choked by the rice, hurriedly pulled out a piece of paper, coughed in his mouth, and just wanted to scold him.

He heard the people around him speak first.

"Oh?" Xiang Huaizhi stirred the bowl with chopsticks and asked casually, "Why do you say that?"

Lu Wenhao has no shortcomings, that is, his mouth is big, and the boys are not as delicate as the girls. It is not difficult to say who likes them: "Did Huanhuan not tell you? He is chasing a school sister. He refuses to Tell me who it is, so I can't help seeing Sister Xue recently.

Jing Huan felt Xiang Huaizhi glanced at himself.

Although the showdown has been long overdue, it may be due to the crowds. Lu Wenhao said that he was still a little bit ashamed.

"Really." Xiang Huai's tone calmed.

"Yeah, it is said that I chased it twice." Lu Wenhao raised his chin to Jing Huan. "Huan Huan, talk about, did you catch up?"

Jing Huan leaned back and turned his head to face Huai Zhi.

He said, "No, it's hard to chase."

Xiang Huaizhi laughed and said nothing.

Lu Hang: "Tell me, I don't know if I know you, to help you explore the tone."

"Forget it, I'll do my own work." Jing Huan raised his corner of the mouth, and slammed his elbow on the people around him. "Brother, can you say I can catch up?"

Xiang Huaizhi picked up the teapot and filled his cup: "Yes."

After eating and drinking, they walked to school. Xiang Huaizhi and Lu Hang were going to the library, and said goodbye halfway.

Jing Huan and Xiang Huaizhi walked side by side. Today, finally, there is no light bulb. Lu Wenhao quarreled with Gao Zixiang in front of him, while Lu Hang was watching it.

"You have a good exam tomorrow," Jing Huan whispered. "In case of rebuilding, wouldn't you come to take classes with me?"

After speaking, he paused and murmured again, "... seems pretty good?"

Xiang Huaizhi couldn't laugh or cry: "I want to be better."

Jing Huan vaguely said, "Think about it."

The library is some distance away from the bedroom, and we will have to go our separate ways.

Jing Huan wanted to follow Xiang Huai a little, but he was afraid to disturb him to review. Anyway, Huai was there, and he couldn't read well.

He was still tangled, raised his hand to Huaizhi, and rubbed his hair.

The action is somewhat intimate, but it is still within the reach of friends, and others will not feel anything when they see it. Only Jing Huan knew how much this rubbed, and he could feel the temperature in the palm of Huai Huai.

"Go back," said Xiang Huaizhi, "see you during the winter vacation."

The next day, Jing Huan got into the car home at eight in the morning.

His dad said that grandfather ’s birthday was really a big deal. Relatives from all corners of the world rushed back. The garden was covered with sheds to avoid snow. There were seats under the table, and only five or six chefs were invited.

Grandpa Jing has always hurt Jinghuan, causing him to sit next to Dashou Xing all day, and he will be warned by the eyes of his parents as soon as he pulls out his mobile phone.

It is eleven o'clock in the evening before returning home after my birthday.

The first thing he left his grandfather's house was to send a message to Huaizhi.

Xiaojing: My parents were punished for playing mobile phones.

Xiaojing: Brother, are you still there?

To: In.

Xiaojing: What are you doing?

[Sent a video request to you]

Jing Huan was startled, and Jing Ma turned her head from the co-pilot: "It's so late, who is looking for you?"

Dad Jing held the steering wheel and glanced at him from the rearview mirror.

Jing Huan said: "A senior."

Jing mother said "Oh": "Before? The last name?"

Jing Huan nodded guilty: "Yes."

"Then you hurry up. It's so late, maybe something urgent."

"..."

Jing Huan wanted to go back and fight again, but was worried that Xiang Huai had already fallen asleep at that time.

So he took the headset out of his pocket and tapped to answer.

Xiang Huaizhi was wiping his hair, and his chin was still a little wet. The angle of the camera was very tricky: "I was just taking a shower."

Jing Huan dragged the headphone cord, and his voice was a bit low: "You just returned to the bedroom?"

Xiang Huai-Zheng looked down at the screen.

Jing Huan was trapped in the dark, with insufficient light, so he could barely see the features.

He frowned: "Where are you?"

"On the car," Jing Huan cleared his throat, "with my parents."

Xiang Huaizhi: "..."

Feeling Jing Ma's concerned eyes, Jing Huan pretended to pretend: "It's so late, do you have any urgent matters?"

Xiang Huai smiled, his teeth were neat and white, and Jing Huan was swaying in his heart.

"Yes, the school is offline today. I don't know when it can be repaired." Xiang Huaizhi said, "You feed the children when you have time."

"Yes, of course." Jing Huan said solemnly, "you review well, don't worry about these things."

Xiang Huaizhi said, "Will you talk back then?"

"Okay," Jing Huan held the phone in front of his face. "Aren't you resting?"

"See two points," Xiang Huai's smile, "Are you not afraid to hit your nose?"

"No, I have a high nose."

Jing Ma said wonderingly, "How do you talk about your nose?"

"No, just shit." Jing Huan coughed. "Then I'll go check it for you and call you again?"

Xiang Huaizhi said, "OK."

Hanging up the video, Lu Hang just came out of the bathroom.

"Who else are you talking to? Hurry up and blow my hair. I'm standing in line and froze to death." He wrapped himself thickly and turned around again, "In other words, don't you really plan to come out on your birthday? Anyang Street just opened a bar. I heard that the atmosphere is particularly good. Don't try it? "

Xiang Huaizhi wiped his hands, opened the calendar and glanced.

His birthday is on the winter vacation. His mother likes to be lively, so most of the time he spends with his family. He plugged in a hair dryer and perfunctoryly said, "No, I will be drunk when I am drunk."

In the last few days of the semester, the school broke the Internet somehow. People from Telecom visited it several times. As a result, the network was not repaired until the third year of the exam.

After the exam, he said goodbye to Huaizhi and carried his suitcase home.

The computer at home has not been used for a long time, and it will take 20 minutes just to update Jiuxia.

Xiang Huaizhi packed his luggage and took out his mobile phone to reply the message.

Xiang: Just arrived home.

Little King: [Photo]

Xiaojing: Shopping with my mom.

In the photo, Jing Huan carried many bags in his hand and took photos in the mirror of the clothing store. He was wearing a work jacket and jeans, and his phone covered half his face, all tall and handsome.

Xiang Huaizhi did not type, a voice came.

"I also secretly bought you a few pairs of socks ... you gave me your address."

Keep your voice down, like a thief.

Xiang Huai smiled, and the drowsiness and exhaustion of the exam and the return trip were swept away.

Xiang Huaizhi pressed the voice button: "Choose a time and give it to me."

Jing Huan quickly returned: "when!"

"Sunday, are you free?" Xiang Huaizhi asked casually, as if it were a random day.

There was quiet for a while.

Xiaojing: Sundays at home ...

Xiaojing: [Crying]

Xiaojing: [Roll over the ground]

Xiaojing: [Grab the ground with your head]

Xiang Huai smiled: "Now next week. Don't worry, this winter vacation is so long."

Jing Huan was soothed by his last words.

As soon as he looked up, his mother was paying the bill again, and he waved at him: "Huanhuan, come here."

Jing Ma is not an extravagant person. These big bags are for her partner and little sisters.

Jing Huan accompanied her for a day strolling, only to feel tired than the Games. After shopping, the mother and son went to the Pizza Hut downstairs for dinner.

After ordering, Jing Huan leaned back and concentrated on playing with his mobile phone.

Xiang: When will you come back?

Xiaojing: go back after dinner

To: I drive you to do daily.

Xiaojing: cry.

Xiaojing: Brother is so nice.

As soon as he wanted to talk more, he was annoyed by the discussion group.

It is Lu Wenhao. He is going to Mianji on Sunday. Now he is going crazy in the discussion group, dragging them to discuss what clothes they should wear that day, what dating items to set, what to say.

Gao Zixiang: Get off, **** you woke you up while sleeping.

Xiaojing: Do your own thing, learn to walk independently, and stop dad.

Lu Wenhao: Well, you guys are jealous of my sweet online dating.

Jing Huan snorted coldly.

I'm jealous.

Dad has it too.

He just wanted to sneer at it and the phone suddenly vibrated.

Qiu Feng: .........

Qiu Feng: Why don't you tell me that you are not on your own ...

Jing Huan somehow.

Xiaojing: Why should I tell you ...

Xiaojing: What's wrong?

Qiu Feng: I ordered the wrong friend. I sent it to the partner in the arena. [Smile]

Xiaojing: What then?

Qiu Feng: Your husband thought I was asking you again.

Xiaojing: ... and then.

Qiu Feng: Then I'm gone.

Qiu Feng: [picture]

When Jing Huan opened the picture, he saw Qiu Feng's blood standing on the spot, and there was a tying rope tied around her feet.

He was standing opposite him, with a bubble box on his head.

[Current] Longing for it: Do you still meet my wife in private?

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