(PS This word count is not billed: Actually, most of the second chapter is written, but I don't have time to revise it, it's really sleepy.) Although I really want to finish the second chapter and send it again, but for the sake of my life, I still can't. In addition, it should be possible to start resuming the two shifts tomorrow, so I dare to suggest that everyone save up this chapter and save it for tomorrow evening. ）

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[Bless you, let's go to the next life!] Zhang Yaohui roared in his heart, eager to break Han Jue's body into thousands of pieces.

"It's the first time we've met, and Dad can't send his blessings hastily. Zhang Yaohui took a sip of tea to stabilize his suddenly throbbing temples and regain his smile.

Zhang Yiman pouted, very dissatisfied with her father not sending his blessing at the first time.

Han Jue, who was relieved and regretted the [mature] evaluation he had made for the stupid girl before, in order to prevent the stupid girl from embarrassing the topic again, he quickly pushed the stainless steel cup filled with water to Zhang Yiman and said, "Are you thirsty? ”

Zhang Yiman really stopped paying attention to her father, and happily picked up the teaglass. first touched it, then took a sip, opened those smart eyes and said to Han Jue pitifully, "Ice." ”

Han Jue nodded, subconsciously turned around and raised his hand to beckon the waiter, saying that he wanted to change a glass of water at room temperature or some other hot drink.

Zhang Yiman sat there playfully, watching Han Jue and the waiter's conversation. Han Jue turned her head and asked her [Is coffee OK] or [Is orange juice at room temperature] okay], and she should say it twice.

If there is no one around, if there is no one around.

Falling in love is the same as patting sycophants, and no third party is allowed to look at you coldly.

Zhang Yaohui, who was on the other side of the table, rubbed his temples with both hands at this time, adjusted his breathing, and inhaled and exhaled, otherwise he felt that he would be angry at any time. If you want to put it aside in the past, Han Jue's current work is all his, okay!

"Bring me and Xiao Man a glass of hot milk. Zhang Yaohui felt that if he didn't speak again, there would be nothing to do with him here.

"Ahh

"......" Zhang Yaohui pulled out a far-fetched laugh.

Han Jue looked at Zhang Yaohui's expression, and suddenly felt that being a stupid girl's father was really pitiful.

After ordering, the three of them cleaned up their emotions and sat down at the table to start chatting.

"It doesn't feel like a stranger. Zhang Yaohui regained his composure and looked directly at Han Jue, "Xiao Man will think of you at home every time he finishes recording this show, and he will read it for a long time." For example, some strange life common sense, and some unfamiliar popular terms such as "people are hard to dismantle", saying that these are all taught by you. ”

"I also heard something about you from Xiao Man...... "I was stung by a bee and couldn't find a spatula or something."

"Yes, I said a lot about you at noon. "Zhang Yiman certification.

"Really, then I'll take a look then," Zhang Yaohui was surprised, and then he was eager to try, eager to see what his daughter said about him, "After each issue is released, I will accompany Xiaoman to watch it at home." ”

"Every issue. Han Jue sighed.

"Every issue. Zhang Yaohui affirmed.

"What about each issue~" Zhang Yiman also joined in the fun, but her focus must be to ask Han Jue to praise her.

Han Jue felt a toothache and wanted to run away. This big guy of the group, is he so idle if he doesn't work hard? I watch every issue? Now it's good, the clips of bullying stupid girls and making stupid girls cry must have been seen.

Really. Zhang Yaohui began to talk about the so-called most impressive issue for him.

I saw Zhang's father holding a stainless steel cup, like an old cadre reminiscing about the past, with a face full of remembrance: "The issue that I remember the most is the time when Xiao Man bought a lollipop and cried. I was smiling as much as you did. ”

The last sentence was said to Han Jue.

Han Jue smiled dryly: "Ah, that's the effect of the show." ”

"I'm not crying!" Zhang Yiman was also ashamed, "I ate a lollipop, so sweet that the tear glands automatically secrete!"

"Good, good. "Father Zhang said goodbye.

Han Jue can be regarded as having escaped a catastrophe.

"Xiaoman is not as beautiful as me and her mother, and only inherits one percent of the appearance of me and her mother. And then the character is the kind that is easy to be taken to the amusement park and leave her alone. The mind is not delicate, and it is very grinning. I love to cry and smirk, so," Father Zhang listed a bunch of shortcomings under Zhang Yiman's fierce gaze, and then asked, "What do you like about Xiaoman?"

Han Jue was asked and fell into deep thought:

[Ya's appearance and personality have been degraded by you, how can I praise this? How can I praise this? I still love to cry and laugh, these are two roads that are blocked and not given a way to live. 】

Zhang Yiman was also curious about this question, his eyes blinked, and he looked straight at Han Jue, waiting for his answer.

In the face of two pressures, Han Jue thought seriously and thought seriously.

There must be a liking to like, although it may not be that kind of "like", but that kind of "feeling" must be there, and [feeling] is the mother of "like", and it is impossible to say whether there is that kind of "like".

But Han Jue is now thinking carefully about what attracts him to the silly girl, and he originally thought that he could not boast about it, but he unexpectedly recalled many pictures.

thought of the first time she recorded the meeting session of "Let's Be in Love" with Silly Niu, she raised her fist and said that scolding him was scolding the two of them, and she was going to scold back when the time came. She did that afterwards, and was once managed by the company with a Weite account.

thought of the silly girl who lay on the sofa on her side after listening to him sing "That Woman", refusing to let him see her crying. It seems to be a hundred times sadder than himself.

He thought that on the first day he entered the house together, he wanted to lie lazy and sleep in bed for a while, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the eyes of a silly girl who was close at hand, and smelled the good smell of her.

I thought of the stupid girl holding the ugly bear in the amusement park and squirming and refusing to let go.

I thought of the little soft silly girl in my arms when I hugged him, and the way I held his hand tightly at the highest point of the roller coaster, constantly comforting him softly, and the unthinking words when I said the sentence "Then I'll die with you".

I thought of the slight weight on my back this morning, and the temperature that penetrated through the down jacket in the cold wind of the afternoon.

Also thought of ......

Too much.

Han Jue suddenly realized that unconsciously, some things that were either innocuous or upsetting to think about had quietly occupied a place in his memories. These long or short clips may not all be moments that make Han Jue's heart pound, but there is no doubt that they are definitely the most memorable and cherished memories of Han Jue since he was in this world.

"What do I like about her? I like her healing smile, I like her simplicity, I like her carelessness, I like her kindness, I like her optimism. Xiao Man is the kind of person who makes people unload. There are a lot of things that Xiao Man deserves to like. Without Xiaoman, I might not be where I am now. ”

After Han Jue finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Yiman and smiled, and he was a little embarrassed.

Zhang Yiman propped his arms on the table, holding his face, tilting his gaze, looking at Han Jue and smiling. The eyes are bright, and the cheeks are red.

[This is the first time my uncle has called me Xiaoman, and it is also the first time that my uncle has said that he likes me. 】

Han Jue looked at Zhang Yiman, and suddenly said Lao She's words-[There are not many truths in this world, and a woman's blush is better than a long dialogue. 】