Since I came to the city of my so-called beloved, I finally saw something that made me happy with Mars Star, that is, he said: "I will help you boil the hot water, you can go take a bath first." I'll make dinner, I'll cook quickly, and when you're done, you'll be almost ready to eat. ”

After making sure that Mars didn't need me to help with the cooking, I opened my suitcase, took out the clothes I was going to wear, and went into the bathroom.

But Mars forgot to tell me that the floor of his bathroom leading to the sewer had to be uncovered in the shower, and it wasn't in a conspicuous position, so I didn't notice, and by the time I was halfway through the shower, the bathroom floor was already flooded, and all kinds of light dirt were floating and wandering, and my feet were soaked in the dirty water, and I was sick to death.

I was worried about what to do with my feet soaked in dirty water, the dirty water had spilled out of the bathroom and flowed to the floor of the living room in his living room-dining room, and when Mars Interstellar finally found it, he said that he would come in and help me open the drain cover, and I was afraid of putting my hands in the dirty water, so he had to help deal with it.

But I wasn't used to it, so I turned my back when he opened the glass door from the entrance and entered the bathroom.

After dealing with the bathroom, Mars Interstellar cleaned up the stagnant water on the floor of the living room again, and teased me: "Do you want me to come and wash with you?" I'll rub your back for you. ”

"Don't!" I hurriedly replied firmly.

It was really fast, and as soon as I got dressed, Mars Interstellar called me to dinner.

"How is it so fast?"

I walked over to the living room table and sat down, asking him as I went.

"I cook in the microwave, of course it's fast. The dishes are all ready-made, just hot and hot. ”

Mars replied proudly, and introduced his dishes one by one.

"Sauce beef, do you want to eat it?"

"Eat."

I took the rice that Mars Interstellar handed me and started eating.

But...... There were only two or three dishes on the table, and the colors didn't look very fresh and dark.

"This roast chicken was at the company's internal year-end dinner a few days ago, and everyone at our table didn't eat it and didn't touch it, so I packed it back. It's a good whole chicken, it's too wasteful not to eat it. ”

Hearing him say that, my appetite was lost by half at once!

Even if you haven't been killed, but after all, it's leftovers from someone else's banquet, so how can it be used to entertain guests who come to the door for the first time? It's better to just hide it from me and don't tell me about the origin of this roast chicken!

What's more, the other two dishes are also leftovers with dull tones......

I couldn't help but think of the first time he came to see me, I had prepared a meal at home, not sumptuous, but all fresh, that I had made myself, and I was waiting to receive him, even though I was not very willing to accept him after receiving him.

So at this moment, I haven't been in a sunny mood for long, and I was originally enthusiastic to see Mars Interstellar, but I was hurt by him again and had a shadow area in my heart!

I lied like a wilted daylily: "I don't like chicken, you can eat more, I'll just eat sauce beef." ”

I thought to myself, I'd rather eat his homegrown leftovers!

But the taste is so out of place! Even though I was hungry, I only ate a small bowl.

To offset my frustration with Mars Interstellar entertaining me with leftovers, he seems to be very diligent at his house, and he doesn't want me to interfere in anything.

Earlier, after I took a shower, he said that he should let him clean up the bathroom and leave me alone. After eating, I wanted to help clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but he wouldn't let me do it.

I had nothing to do, so I had to go to the bedroom to watch TV.

When Mars finished packing up and went back to his bedroom to watch TV, I remembered the most important thing for me and asked him when I was going to pick up my return train ticket, because he had told him before I came that he had asked a friend to book it for me.

Unexpectedly, he replied to me like this, "Before you arrived, I called to ask, and my friend said that the train ticket was too nervous to buy, and there was no way, I couldn't buy it." ”

He said something that made me almost dumbfounded, and I was so anxious that I suddenly became an ant on a hot pot, and I continued to ask him in a panic, "What should I do then?" I can't spend the New Year with you, I have to rush back. ”

"Hmm...... Then I have to wait until tomorrow to go to the train station to see if I can buy a ticket. Mars Interstellar still had a nonchalant and nonchalant demeanor, and answered me unhurriedly.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?! Otherwise, I can go directly to the ticket office as soon as I get off the train and see if there is a ticket at the end. I said without reproach.

I'm really a little angry, and suddenly I feel like I've been deceived by Mars Interstellar! In fact, it is possible that he did not entrust any so-called friends to help buy tickets at all, but just lied to me, in order to coax me over first.

Even if he really has someone to book tickets, then no one else can help with this, he can always tell me as soon as possible, why do you have to delay, and when I ask, I can't buy tickets?

At this moment, in my heart, it is not just a question of how big the shadow area is, but full of complaints!

I sulked in the big bed of Mars, anxiously thinking, what would I do if I couldn't get a ticket to the train station tomorrow? Do you really want to spend the New Year in a strange land?

Mars Interstellar was not in a hurry at all, and comforted me: "It's useless for you to be anxious now, it's better to relax, come here, watch me play games." ”

By this time, Mars had already sat down at the computer desk next to the TV, turned on his computer, and played PS (short for PlanetSide) with a happy look, as if he didn't care about the urgency of my return train ticket.

At this time, I, as Mars said, was indeed okay, and I could only lean on a strange bed, stupidly watching the TV.

Later, Mars Interstellar, who was playing with Photoshop, said to me again: "Tomorrow morning, we will go to the train station to buy tickets first, and then we will go to my sister's house for dinner at noon, and my parents will also go by then." ”

Mars Xingjian had a happy expression on his face, and he arranged our trip tomorrow with ease, as if I would be able to buy a return ticket tomorrow, or else - it didn't matter to him whether he could buy a train ticket to go home or not, the important thing was that I had to see his parents tomorrow.

I reluctantly agreed, "um".

At this time, I couldn't watch the TV program, so I casually glanced at his bookshelf and found a photo frame on his bookshelf, and the only photo I saw in his house was probably a bust of his mother.

I asked, "That's your mother?" ”

"Well, yes, I look a lot like my mom, right." Mars Interstellar seemed to answer me proudly.

However, when I looked closely at the picture of his mother, I suddenly felt creepy.

The photograph appears to be old, with a smoky yellow tinge, and the framed woman stares at a pair of large, pale and terrifying eyes, with a pair of bulging, heavy under-eye bags that appear to be severely kidney defective.

said that the person in the photo had a serious expression, and he was beautifying her, which was simply staring at anyone staring at this photo viciously!

Quickly, my mind suddenly flashed to the extremely hateful image of the vicious local tyrant and bully mother-in-law in the domestic films in the early days of liberation!

In addition, the picture frame happened to be the size of the photograph frame that is usually used for posthumous photographs, and it was also a black and white photograph, so it gave me the illusion that the person I was waiting to see tomorrow was a person who was no longer alive.

I was so frightened that I immediately withdrew my gaze and no longer dared to look at the woman in the frame.

So I wondered even more, why is there only a single photo of his mother in Mars's interstellar home? Why didn't his dad and his sister have any pictures of him on display? Could it be that it was a posthumous photo prepared for his mother in advance?

Thinking of this, I became more and more frightened, and felt that Mars and his home were so abnormal and terrifying.