The Blind and the Deaf - Chapter 9

Xiao Zhang was already familiar with Mr. Miao’s home, but she was still a bit anxious about actually living there.

In order to adapt to the new two-person life, Mr. Miao made some changes to his living habits. He made some small changes to the layout of the house, moved the storage boxes piled up at the entrance of the room, threw the broom and mop resting in the corner to the corner of the bathroom, and bought a few silicone covers to put on the corners of the furniture to prevent Xiao Zhang from bumping into them.

Opening a food store is a job that requires getting up early. In the past, Mr. Miao only worked during the day and went home after closing at 8:00 a.m. to rest, read newspapers and books, and then went to bed before 9:00 a.m. But after living with Xiao Zhang, Mr. Miao has been able to get up early. But after living with Mr. Zhang, he not only brings him lunch every day, but also picks him up from work at night. The night shift at the clubhouse lasts until 11 p.m. During that time, Mr. Miao yawns while his head is counting the bills bit by bit. When Mr. Miao gets off work, he goes home hand in hand.

Xiao Zhang knew that Mr. Miao’s family had once lived with a sister-in-law, so although Mr. Miao lived alone, he slept in a double bed. Now, he shared half the bedroom, half the bed, and half the quilt – had he known he would have brought the quilt from the dormitory, he thought without regret. Two big men – Xiao Zhang thought he was a big man anyhow – sharing the same quilt, and Mr. Miao always liked to circle his arm around his stomach, like an adult and a child. Xiao Zhang understood early, even his mother did not treat him like Mr. Miao.

Right now, Xiao Zhang is lying on his back on the bed, thinking nonsense, there is a hand on his shoulder to give him a squeeze and squeeze.

Because of the sake of living together, Mr. Miao also knew for the first time, every day to give people a massage Zhang also have their own shoulder pain.
“Do our line, after getting older, the shoulders are not,” said Zhang lying on the bed, “occupational disease, there is no way. Ai …… Mr. Meow you’re great!”
Mr. Miao learned Xiao Zhang’s technique to give him a massage, although the acupoints are not very accurate, but the sincerity is 100%. Xiao Zhang proudly lying on his back, enjoying curved up the corners of his mouth – this is the first time someone else serves him ah.

At this moment, Xiao Zhang remembered his coworkers joking during the day. As soon as Mr. Miao came, he said that your boyfriend brought you food. Xiao Zhang couldn’t help but snort out a laugh – can a man have a boyfriend too, those idiots.

“Laugh, what?” Mr. Miao asked while squeezing Xiao Zhang’s arm.
Xiao Zhang said, “I laughed at them saying you look like my boyfriend, ha.”
Mr. Miao’s hand stops, “…… You, what do you think?”
Xiao Zhang, “I think?”
Mr. Miao, “Me, like your what?”
Xiao Zhang thought about it, a weirdly embarrassed smile appeared on his face, and honestly said, “I …… think you’re like my dad.” It always doesn’t look like a boyfriend, right?

“……”
“Mr. Meow?”
“……”
“Mr. Meow ……?”
“…… I’m a little sleepy, I’m going to bed first.”
“Oh ……”