non-contractual relationship

Chapter 33

After eating, the two finished their medicines face to face.

Ankang thought of the miserable scene of the kitchen full of pots and pans that he had glimpsed this morning before the hourly worker came, and naturally rolled up his sleeves.He felt that he had better tidy up.As a result, Zheng Feihe, who was still in a daze just now, didn't know what was going on in his head, and suddenly pushed him into the guest bedroom, saying that he would do well by himself, and let him rest early.

Looking at the newly cleaned guest bedroom, Ankang looked back at the closed door, hesitantly took off the apron he just put on, sat on the side of the bed for a while, and went to the bathroom of the guest bedroom to wash up.

Zheng Feihe, who repeated the housework of throwing dishes and chopsticks, also quietly took a breath in the bottom of his heart, looked down at his brother, and sighed the importance of restraint: I don’t know what’s wrong. He has no resistance to this person at all, every look and every movement can make him feel as if he has been poisoned. Just like Ankang rolled up his sleeves and put on an apron just now, his concentration has almost bottomed out.But if there is another night, everyone will die in bed...

Throwing the bowls and chopsticks into the sink with ease, and coming out to wipe the table to waste energy, Zheng Feihe took a thoughtful look at the end of the corridor that had never been moved. Finally, he still couldn't overcome his inner curiosity and clicked his tongue softly. He rubbed his hands on his body twice casually, and stopped wiping the table, and tiptoed over to the door of the guest bedroom and listened: He was so trying to hide it just now, did Ankang see something?

It was too early, and Ankang couldn't sleep at all. He still wanted to go to the master bedroom to bring his burdens and find something to do.When he opened the door, he saw Zheng Feihe half squatting at the door.

Zheng Feihe, who was leaning against the door, staggered just now, and now he stood firm, looked up obliquely, rubbed the back of his neck and smiled: "I want to see what you still lack, hehe."

"..." Ankang opened the door generously, stood to the side, and said, "If you want to come in, come in, I'll get something."

"Oh, oh, okay." Zheng Feihe walked in with a confused head and sat down by the bed.

After Ankang took the things back, he looked at Zheng Feihe sitting there, thought for a while, and asked again: "Have you washed?"

"Ah, no, no."

"Then go wash up."

"Well, well, good."

Seeing that Zheng Feihe had finally calmed down, Ankang took out his notebook from his bag, sat down by the bed and continued some tidying up work before, and stopped caring about Zheng Feihe who was full of uncomfortable writing.

After washing up, Zheng Feihe climbed into the small bed in the guest bedroom, still a little confused: he originally planned to sleep by himself, why did he sleep together again... Unnaturally, he turned around on the bed, He fell asleep with his back facing Ankang.But his heart was always hot.

After a while, Zheng Feihe, who hadn't calmed down yet, stared at the little lights exposed from the gap in the curtains, obeyed his heart, and turned his head to stare at Ankang - Ankang was buried in his head and fighting with his little book, Didn't notice him either.

It was already very dark outside, and the lights on one side of the room didn’t seem to be very effective. Zheng Feihe pulled out his hand under his head, and gently turned on the light on his side, watching Ankang’s eyes brighten because of his attention. The slightly squinted eyes of the lamp and the slight smile caused by relaxation, it seems that there is also a hint of honey embedded in his heart.

Slowly, he closed his eyes and fell into a dream unconsciously.

The next morning, when Zheng Feihe woke up, the bedside light hadn't been turned off, and Ankang fell asleep with his head tilted, clutching the small book in his hand.He tugged lightly, and the book slipped out of Ankang's hand easily, without disturbing Ankang's sound sleep.

Holding the notebook, Zheng Fei and He took a hasty look. It was full of professional English terms and neatly drawn clues. The paper was a little yellowed, but the shell was still well preserved.Putting Ankang's baby notebook carefully on the bedside beside him, he got out of bed lightly.

After washing up, Ankang was still in the same posture as before.

Zheng Feihe had packed up and was ready to go, but after taking a look, he was not at ease, so he walked over to support Ankang's head and put it down a little.

Ankang didn't seem to be sleeping very soundly, he frowned all of a sudden, and opened his eyes slightly alertly.

Seeing this, Zheng Feihe coaxed: "Go to sleep, it's still early." He glanced at it when he just went to wash up, and it was now at most five fifty, he went to bed too early yesterday to enjoy this biological clock filling. Automatic wake-up service after eight hours.

But Ankang didn't slow down at all when he opened his eyes. Young Master Zheng suddenly thought of the scene when he was accompanying him in the hospital. He moved out a hand, patted Ankang's shoulder, and coaxed him to sleep, let's sleep. .Ankang fell asleep again as if he had been vented.

Ankang opened his eyes again, it was already past 40:[-] in the morning.

As before, Ankang walked around the apartment after waking up, but he didn't see Zheng Feihe either.Ankang decisively grabbed a little disappointment in his heart and threw it out the window, guessing that this person must have gone out again.

Passing by the kitchen, I found that the pots and pans that Zheng Fei and promised to clean up were all piled up unmoved, exactly the same as the day before.Ankang sighed inwardly, before he started to tidy up, Zheng Feihe called.

"Ankang?"

"Huh?" Ankang answered the phone unskillfully. Seriously speaking, this was the third time he had spoken with Zheng Feihe on the phone.

"I may be late today, take care of yourself. If it's too late, I'll pick you up. Also, the medicine is on the dining table, remember to take it with you and take it..." As he spoke, The avatar on the phone was someone calling Zheng Feihe, and Zheng Feihe hurriedly said to the microphone: "Hang up."

Before Ankang could speak, there was already a beeping sound from the receiver.Looking at the phone, it was indeed hung up, Ankang put away the phone, leaned over to look at the table, and sure enough there were a few small paper bags of medicine.

After thinking about it, Ankang decided to wash the dishes first before eating.

Just as the dishes were about to be washed, the door rang again.

Ankang thought it was Biaozi or something, pulled the rag beside him and wiped his hands, but before he went to meet him, he found that standing next to the entrance was an unfamiliar woman.

When the other party saw him, he was very affectionate. While changing his shoes, he talked to him: "Mr. An, right?"

Ankang was taken aback by being called, and nodded awkwardly.

The woman continued: "I know, I went on vacation some time ago, so I haven't come here, and I don't know if Mr. Zheng's temporary part-time job is good. Oh, by the way, Mr. Zheng told me on the phone, You will also live here in the future, let me change the working hours so as not to disturb you."

Ankang, who followed the woman to the kitchen, rubbed his greasy hands uncomfortably, and didn't know how to answer the conversation.

As soon as the woman walked into the kitchen, she exclaimed and pointed to the dishes that hadn't been cleaned: "Oh, you washed these?"

Ankang: "...Yes." Then who else would.

The woman walked in, looked at the bowl, turned on the faucet again, and sighed: "It's really virtuous, look at how clean this bowl is!"

It was the first time that Ankang was praised as "virtuous" when he was so old, but Ankang didn't dare to answer easily.

On the contrary, the woman who finished washing several bowls neatly cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks. Seeing that Ankang was still standing there, she took out a stack of kitchen paper from the cabinet, wiped her hands, looked around, and came over to catch up. Ankang: "Mr. An, leave my work to me next time. After you are done, I can only be fired by my husband. You can watch TV, play with the computer or do other things. It's ok, don't interfere with our work, okay?"

Ankang, who was inexplicably labeled as "interfering with work", was chased into a room by a woman.

After the woman chased him away, she even closed the door thoughtfully.

At a loss, Ankang lowered his sleeves while observing the room—there were tall bookcases on three sides, and a desk was placed directly opposite the door with a thin computer on it.Ankang looked more curiously, but didn't move much.This is not the study that Zheng Feihe took him to yesterday, but it looks more like Zheng Feihe's office than yesterday's study.

The woman seemed to be gone. Ankang timidly opened the door and took a peek, only to find that the woman was mopping the floor and ignored him.

Ankang opened the door, walked a few steps, and slipped back to the guest bedroom.

The woman was startled by the sound of closing the door. After taking a second look, she seemed to remember something, put down the mop, wiped her hands, and walked towards the entrance.

Ankang breathed a sigh of relief after getting his notebook in the guest bedroom, but his stomach started to growl.

The guest bedroom door rang at the right time.

Ankang took the notebook and opened it, and the woman smiled at him with a bag of steamed buns and a small medicine bag still on the table: "Oh, look at my stupid brain, I forgot. This is what Mr. Zheng asked The breakfast I brought you, you can eat it while it’s hot. Mr. Zheng said you love cowpea, so I brought the cowpea bag, I hope you don’t dislike it. Also, Mr. Zheng said that you must remind you to remember to take medicine, I think Take a look, the one that was put on the dining table just now seems to be your medicine that Mr. said. Mr. also said that there is warm water for you in the guest bedroom, so you can find it yourself." After finishing speaking, he said with a smile Seeing that Ankang took both things, he turned around and went back to work.

Ankang took the bun, a little dazed.When he was picking up vegetables yesterday, he did pick up a few extra chopsticks of cowpea...

When he came back to his senses, Ankang said thank you.

The woman who was busy in the living room heard it, and immediately replied: "This is all due to the husband, and has nothing to do with me. Don't think that the husband is usually careless and young, but he is actually a very careful person. He is also very kind to people. My son, logically speaking, has nothing to do with the husband, but he was admitted to a good school, and the husband immediately let me go on leave when he found out..."

The woman was still talking about how caring Zheng Feihe was, Ankang listened quietly, and took a big bite out of the bun—it really suited his taste.

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