lerbook Chapter 197 Raiders of the Blind Pianist (14)
Chapter 197 Raiders of the Blind Pianist (14)
Chapter 197 Raiders of the Blind Pianist (14)
I still have something to do tonight, so I should go home later, remember to tell Zhian, if he has anything to do, tell him to call me. "His finger was quickly clicking on the screen, and replied a message. At the same time, he said this to Zheng Bo.
With a high-spirited look, Han Zhian immediately drove out after finishing his meal.
Until late at night, Han Zhian slowly opened the door.Zheng Bo said suddenly in front of Han Zhian: "Master Han, I have already prepared food for you, master, go and eat."
Han Zhian's body shook, and then he frowned slightly and relaxed.
"Uncle Zheng... did my brother tell you to wait for me?" Han Zhian asked.
"Yes, Young Master Han specifically instructed me."
The corners of Han Zhian's lips curled into a warm arc, "Well, then take me to eat some."
The food left at night was very simple, because Gu Ji was about to go to bed, it was already late at night, Zheng Bo made a pasta for Han Zhian.
Han Zhian smiled rarely, he sat down and ate simply with those forks.
The ancient wall clock on the wall keeps ticking time.
Han Zhian suddenly thought of a girl who was busy with her back to Han Zhian not far away, making the crisp sound of chopping vegetables from time to time, smelling the smell of eggs in the air, the collision between pots and bowls...
Her gentle words seemed to appear in his ears again.
"Master Han, your omelet rice is ready, do you want tomato sauce?" she said.
Han Zhian slowed down his chewing, "Uncle Zheng...can you make omelet rice?" he asked.
Zheng Bo's smiling face froze for a moment, and then his smile deepened, "Of course, the young master wants to eat this now?"
Han Zhian wanted to nod subconsciously, but suddenly realized something, and quickly shook his head, "It's okay, Uncle Zheng, I just thought of this."
Han Zhian took out another bite of pasta with a fork, and the original food was a bit dull.
Do you miss omurice?Or Fan Lisha's omelet rice?Or... the omelet rice that Fan Lisha made for him?
[Villain Han Zhian, favorability +5, current favorability 45, target favorability 100]
"Uncle Zheng, I'm done eating. Thank you. Go and rest." Han Zhian put down the fork in his hand.
Uncle Zheng nodded slightly, "Okay, young master, I'll help you go back."
Han Zhian shook his head slowly, "No, let me sit here for a while, you go back and rest."
"Master..."
"Go back and rest."
Han Zhian's resolute tone and language made Uncle Zheng no longer embarrassed.
Han Zhian rested his chin on his hand, and the surroundings were very quiet, except for the swing of the wall clock and the sound of Zheng Bo's footsteps.
Han Zhian was there in a daze for a long time, feeling a little tired and empty in his heart, which is really strange.He got up slowly, followed his memory, stood up, went upstairs, and walked into his room.
In the middle of the night that day, Han Zhian was still tossing and turning in bed, and he couldn't help but think of Fan Lisha again.Suddenly began to imagine, if he is not blind...
He will see Fan Lisha... what does it look like?
She should have long hair, and she is not too tall. Should her skin be fair?
Thinking about it, he formed one girl's face after another in his mind, like old movies, one after another.Such a deep sleep...
Of course I don’t like the heroine now, I just started to care about the heroine
(End of this chapter)