The King’s Return

Xiao Han wanted to understand a lot of things, and realized that he was actually very slow. Maybe it was because he was too young at that time, he didn't know how to express his attention to a person. When he was young, he would only arouse Qin strangeness, and when he saw Qin Moqi's desperate appearance, he felt very cute.

It wasn't until Qin Mo left, that intense miss began to accumulate, and Qin Mo's name became deeper and deeper in his heart.

Now I met again. Looking at Qin Mo who was very familiar but still familiar, Xiao Han finally realized that it was all because of "like".

Thinking about this, Xiao Han's heart became more firm.

——Since Qin Mo is back, no matter it is competition or feeling, they can start again.

—This time, he will not be as stupid as when he was young. He will guard the person in his own way.

Taking a deep breath to calm down, Xiao Han looked back at Qin Mo, and gently held each other's shoulders, and said, "I don't quite understand the usage of some words, we are friends, don't you get angry?"

After hearing what he said, Qin Mo was relieved and smiled, "It's okay, I don't mind. Your Chinese is much better than it was then. Learn it slowly."

"Well, you still need more pointers in the future." Xiao Han said in his mouth, but he thought, starting with friends, let Qin Mo slowly accept his approach, this is a good choice. Qin Mo is a typical soft and hard character. The more you force him, the more he refuses to give in. On the contrary, if you are really good to him, he will surely remember it.

The two rested for a while on the tenth floor, and then climbed to the seventeenth floor with another breath. Qin Mo took out the key to open the door and found a pair of clean slippers for Xiao Han.

Xiao Han changed his shoes to enter the door and found that the house was very delicately decorated. The fabric sofa in the living room looked soft and comfortable. The colors of the curtains and furniture complemented each other. There is a flower stand on the balcony. Various plants are placed on it. Some green leaves and branches almost fall to the ground. There are also a few pots of flowers blooming. Obviously they are well taken care of by the owner.

Qin Mo is a very able-bodied person. The house is clean and tidy, and there is no trace of debris in the field of vision.

"Leave the suitcase in the study for the time being, and then pack it after dinner." Qin Mo helped Xiao Han lift the luggage, and Xiao Han followed him to the study.

The study is relatively simple. There is only one wall of bookshelves besides the computer and desk. There are some books and some souvenirs related to e-sports, including the championship medals that Xiao Han and Qin Mo participated in the World Championship together with fans The gifts that he gave him, the commemorative surroundings from the club and so on, were full of memories. It can be seen that Qin Mo has been unable to forget the years when he was an e-sports player, so he treasured all these things.

Qin Mo put the box on the ground and said, "You first use Huiernet on your phone, I'll cook."

"I'll help you." Xiao Han was not interested in going online, and followed Qin Mo to the kitchen to help him.

Qin Mo rolled up his sleeves and put on an apron by the way. The house stopped water during the day, but fortunately, he picked up a few pots of water and set it aside, just for washing dishes. Xiao Han came to help, and he arranged a task for Xiao Han: "Go and wash the saffron."

"Oh." Xiao Han put a whole large blue flower into the basin and turned it over ...

"It's not like this." Seeing this mixed-race handsome man tossing Western Blue Flowers, Qin Mo reluctantly said, "Forget it, don't help me, let me do it."

After saying that, I took the saffron, cut it along the rhizome with a knife and cut it into small flowers of about three centimeters, washed it twice, then turned on the natural gas, put it in the pot and boiled it. Then he quickly peeled the bamboo shoots, cut the bamboo shoots into thin filaments, and then cut the chicken wings into a few openings, and put them in another pot and drank the water.

Xiao Han was unable to help and had to lean on the kitchen door to watch him busy.

Qin Mo, who was cooking with her head down, did not look as indifferent as usual, but showed a little mildness under the sun. Washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, boiling water, and orderly movements, Xiao Han the more I like it, I really want to walk over and hug him tightly from behind-of course, Xiao Han only dare to think in his mind, if you really pay For all actions, he was afraid that Qin Mo's kitchen knife would greet him.

Qin Mo made cold sauerkraut, hot and sour bamboo shoots, fried a plate of cola chicken wings, steamed a few flower rolls and brought them to the restaurant, handed Xiao Han a pair of chopsticks, and said, "My cooking skills Just make it up. "

Xiao Han picked up a piece of chicken wings and tasted it. It was soft and sweet, and he couldn't help praising: "You are too modest. This chicken wings are particularly delicious, comparable to the skills of a five-star chef."

"Really?" Qin Mo found Xiao Han boasting that he was particularly sweet, and he smiled softly. "Eat more, I only made three dishes, and we all finished, don't leave it."

"OK." Xiao Han immediately picked up the chopsticks and ate it politely.

In fact, Qin Mo's cooking is not as professional as the chef at Long Yin Club Restaurant, let alone a five-star chef. However, Xiao Han felt that Qin Mo was sitting in front of him, and his mood was beyond description. In addition, this is a dish made by Qin Mo himself, and his appetite has also improved, even if he is now allowed to eat He could eat the burnt dishes without changing the color.

Xiao Han watched Qin Mo while eating. He found that Qin Mo was very elegant in eating. He picked up the dish and put it in his mouth, then chewed slowly. The expression on his face was also very calm, unlike some boys in the club. This meal is like a starving ghost, and Qin Mo's meal is really "pleasing". If you set up a camera next to it, you can even shoot it directly as a film.

Realizing that Xiao Han's gaze was always on himself, Qin Mo couldn't help wondering, "Why, what's on my face?"

Xiao Han said seriously: "No, I just think that the longer you look, the better."

Qin Mo tapped his bowl with chopsticks: "Dine well, don't talk blindly."

Xiao Han thought to himself, this sentence is obviously the truth, you are good-looking at first ... but slightly reproachful to Shang Qin Mo, Xiao Han immediately swallowed this sentence, bowed his head obediently to eat.

***

All three dishes were eaten, and Xiao Han followed Qin Mo to the kitchen with satisfaction. Qin Mo was in charge of washing dishes. Xiao Han took the initiative to clean the table and sweep the floor. The two quickly finished finishing, and a "ding" sound came suddenly from their ears. The electric thermos lamp in the kitchen turned on.

"Finally a call." Qin Moshun turned on the lights in the restaurant. All the lights he chose were warm yellow tones, and the whole room was warmer under the light.

"It's inconvenient for a high-level power outage. How long will it stop?" Xiao Han asked. "You can't climb stairs every day, right?"

"There was a power outage during the day, and I called at six in the afternoon. Tomorrow is the last day." Qin Mo said while taking water from the thermos. . "

"The vision on the seventeenth floor is very good." Xiao Han looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window of the restaurant and asked, "How big is the area of ​​your house?"

"140 square meters, three rooms and two halls."

"You live in three rooms by yourself. In addition to the study and bedroom, what's the other room for?" Xiao Han said, and went to the room.

There are two rooms at the end of the porch. The master bedroom is facing the sun, and the door is open. You can see a large double bed in it, and a wardrobe by the wall. There was a room across from the master bedroom, and the door just closed. Xiao Han walked over and gently opened the door. However, to his surprise, the room was not furnished as a guest room—the room was empty, and only a white one was placed in it. Grand piano. The piano wasn't covered by cloth, and a row of black and white keys was very clean, apparently someone played often.

Xiao Han had not heard anyone mention that Qin Mo would play the piano and saw the piano suddenly appearing in his home, wondering: "Will you still play the piano?"

"I studied for a while when I was a kid." Qin Mo went into the room and introduced, "This piano is a birthday gift from his parents when he was ten years old. He moved in by the way in the past few years."

"Oh." Xiao Han nodded thoughtfully, pressing the keys with the fingers of his right hand, and sure enough he heard crisp and pleasant notes coming from his ears. The grand piano is generally more expensive than the upright piano. The sound of this piano is very good. It depends on the brand's original imported piano from Germany. Xiao Han also learned the piano when he was little. He knew a little about the piano brand. According to preliminary estimates, the price of this piano is more than one million yuan. He said the piano was sent by his parents, indicating that his family was quite rich.

Xiao Han suddenly discovered that he didn't know enough about Qin Mo. When I met Qin Mo at the age of 17, Qin Mo was an apprentice to the captain of the style team, known as the "Little Prince", and his impression of Qin Mo has always remained at the level of "e-sports players." The family background is completely unclear. But now it's different. Since you like someone, it is necessary to understand the other person more fully.

"That's right." Xiao Han suddenly said, "My dad is a lawyer and my mother is white. My parents separated when I was a kid. I have always lived with my dad, should you know?"

"I know." Xiao Han is a Sino-American mixed race. When he returned to China that year, his life was picked up by reporters. It is not a secret in the e-sports circle, and Qin Mo naturally knows it.

"When you saw this piano, you found out that you were hidden. You never mentioned your parents, wouldn't it be the rich second generation?" Xiao Han joked.

"No." Qin Mo said, "My dad used to be rich, but later he lost a lot in the stock market. Now he is doing a small business. My mother is a dancer ..." He said that he stopped suddenly. It seemed a little lost in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he continued, "They are traveling abroad and usually don't live with me."

"Oh." When she realized that Qin Mo's mood was not right, Xiao Han didn't ask any more.

"There are very few guests in the house. I don't have a guest room. I have only one bedroom." Qin Mo looked at Xiao Han and asked, "Can you sleep with me at night, can you?"

"..." Sleeping with me, he didn't know at all how emotional his expression was.

Xiao Han thought happily—that was really ok.

Of course, he couldn't make this joy too obvious, and touched his nose, pretending to say calmly: "I think the bed is big enough, and it's no problem sleeping together."

"You don't mind." Qin Mo turned and took Xiao Han's luggage to the bedroom, and asked, "The computer in the study room is a stand-alone, do you want to play games?"

"No." Xiao Han rubbed his temples. "The VR game is too long and it hurts my eyes. Take a break tonight. There is no need to fight so hard."

"I think so." Qin Mo turned to the living room and turned on the TV. "It's still early, watch TV for a while. What do you want to change? The remote control is on the table."

"Okay." Xiao Han took the remote control and switched to the e-sports channel. As a result, the e-sports channel was broadcasting advertisements. Qin Mo went to the kitchen to bring a plate of fruit, poked a pineapple with a toothpick and handed it to Xiao Han.

Xiao Han did not pick up a toothpick, but lowered his head to bite the pineapple, as if Qin Mo was feeding him.

Qin Mo reluctantly let go: "Bad habits have not changed."

When Xiao Han used to eat fruit, he liked to bite Qin Mo's hand. Once, he almost bit his finger. Qin Mo had to scold him: "Are you a dog?" Xiao Han is very innocent Say, "I'm a dog."

Looking back on the past, Xiao Han couldn't help but smile and swallowed the pineapple.

Many details that used to be with Qin Mo are now warm to my heart.

There was a period of pure youth among them. Xiao Han believed that the memories that belonged to them will only increase and become better.