Passive Voice - Chapter 7

The next morning, Chu Zhi Han’s cold was a bit worse again. But she still went downstairs early to help Lu Yao buy breakfast. She didn’t look too formal. But her spirit was still not very good.

Seeing Lu Yao come out with dark circles under her eyes, Chu Zhi Han sighed slightly and didn’t speak.

For a moment, Lu Yao didn’t know what to do to break the deadlock.

It seemed like he had become …… an asshole who hurt other people s feelings again.

However, since he was the one who said the words “we’ll still be brothers in the future”, then he must fulfill them. He pulled the corner of his mouth, “Good morning.”

Chu Zhi Han opened his mouth but his voice was hoarse, “Morning.”

“After today’s shift tomorrow will be a vacation. Come back tonight to pack up and clean up tomorrow you can go home.”

Obviously his heart to come more panic, but had to pretend to be calm.

“Eh.”

“Let me treat you to dinner tonight. Always still owe you a meal.”

Chu Zhi Han looked like he laughed bitterly, his voice hoarse, “Okay.”

“Let’s eat hot pot.”

Lu Yao calculates that eating hot pot would be lively and save money. He couldn’t go home and not buy anything for his mom. He’d had his eye on the massager at the mall for a long time. He bought it as soon as he got his paycheck this month. The first thing you need to do is to get your nephew a red packet, and buy your mom a tonic, so you don’t have a lot of money at your disposal.

Two big men, order a few big plates of meat, and a dozen beers. Economical as hell. Chu Zhi Han shouldn’t mind either.

It was only when it was really time to eat that Lu Yao regretted it.

Eating with someone like Chu Zhi Han. It would be better to go eat some elegant western food to come more suitable.

This brother put the sliced meat elegantly into the pot and cooked it until it was completely old and hard, then carefully and comprehensively dipped it in the sauce and put it into Lu Yao’s bowl. He himself was sipping his beer.

Lu Yao could only grudgingly say “thank you”, and then deeply realized what it meant to be a self-inflicted sin, unable to live.

Even in such a hot occasion, there was still a wall of ice between the two of them.

Lu Yao really wanted to lift the table and slap him awake: You’re a big man, you just confessed your love to me and got rejected, right? I’m not a class enemy! I’m not a class enemy! I didn’t despise you or abandon you! What’s with that face!

But in the end, it was a public place, and Lu Yao, no matter how patient she was, couldn’t do that kind of thing.

Chu Zhi Han slowly opened her mouth, her voice already hoarse, “Why don’t you eat? What are you thinking about?”

Lu Yao reached for the cup in his hand, “Your voice is like this, drink less.”

Chu Zhi Han didn’t say anything. Sullenly pushing him away, he poured the wine and continued to drink.

Lu Yao consistently belonged to the category of people who wrote everything on their faces. His face sank. Splitting his hand, he took the cup down.

“Just say what you have to say. You’re 30 years old. What’s the point of drinking mulled wine so childishly.”

Chu Zhi Han glanced at him, her eyes surprisingly had a bit of a strange luster in them and smiled slightly. Only then did Lu Yao realize that Chu Zhi Han had a bit of peach blossom eyes, and her eyes were looking at him with waves of light. Chu Zhi Han was originally good looking. It’s just that she was usually always heavily armed with a leader’s stance that rejected people. Now sickly, like a tiger with its teeth pulled out. Little baby like slightly open mouth smiling. It was much cuter than it usually was.

Lu Yao was letting him look at him with his head full of random thoughts. This side Chu Zhi Han fell on the table with a plop.

So …… this man …… is drunk?

This only drank how much ah? Lu Yao looked along the side of Chu Zhi Han’s feet. Two bottles? Two bottles and fell? Can’t drink what are you pretending ah! Why are you drinking like others? You’re full of it, aren’t you?

But Chu Zhihan’s taste in alcohol is very good. She poured quietly. She didn’t go crazy and didn’t talk nonsense. He fell asleep like a dead man.

So when Lu Yao managed to help him into the taxi, the driver thought he had stumbled upon some kind of murder case and was in a cold sweat, sneaking glances at the two of them from time to time in the rearview mirror. Lu Yao was distracted by the glances, “Look at the road properly! What are you looking at me for? I have flowers on my face!”

The driver panicked even more and accidentally drove the wrong way and made a big detour before arriving at his destination. Lu Yao was about to pull him out and ask him to carry Chu Zhi Han upstairs with him. The driver thought that Lu Yao was going to beat him up, so he stepped on the gas hard and left.

Lu Yao touched his face. He thought to himself that he must be pretty hideous right now.

It was hard to get the half-dead man to the door. Chu Zhi Han unexpectedly woke up. Still staring at Lu Yao with a slight smile that made Lu Yao’s scalp numb. Then Chu Zhi Han gracefully threw up.

Lu Yao hated to just throw him at the door and have Auntie throw him in the garbage truck tomorrow.

But looking at him with a soft look. Somehow, she couldn’t bear to do it.