Luo Jingyu entered the kitchen, and Zhan Jie followed Zhan Xi to visit the house.

This three-bedroom, one living room and two bathroom house has excellent lighting, the layout and the house rate are good. It is both Luo Jingyu's home and his studio. Zhan Jie looked around with his hands behind his back, stood by the most eye-catching workbench, picked up a few tools and looked at it, but he didn't recognize any of them.

He had a preliminary judgment of Luo Jingyu in his heart. He was a man who talked about life interests. The furniture was very unique, and the various colors and materials were very beautiful when combined. The decorative paintings hung on the wall were all artistic and they were not bought casually at first glance. The balcony was planted with flowers and plants, lush and green, and obviously carefully cared for by the owner.

He also had a cat, and the opposite side of the sofa was full of cat things, which were arranged very neatly. The little white cat kept following them, small and pretty well-behaved.

Luo Jingyu's bedroom looks like the single man's territory, as clean and tidy as the living room, and there is a faint fragrance in the room.

There were two seven-inch photo frames on the bedside table, one horizontal and one vertical. One was a photo of Luo Jingyu and Zhan Xi, the other was a single photo of Zhan Xi, and behind him was a flower tree, and the person smiled very sweetly. Zhan Xi told Zhan Jie that this was taken by Xiaoyu with a SLR for her.

The bedding is dark blue and is spread flat, with a whale pillow that is more than one meter long next to the pillow.

Zhan Jie thought of the whale floor lamp beside the sofa, and thought that this young man probably likes whales. He sleeps like a child and has to hug the pillow.

At this time, Zhan Xi pointed at the big bed and said, "Xiaoyu can make beds every day and never let the quilt spread out after getting up."

Zhan Jie glared at her: "Who are you allude to?"

Zhan Xi's face was still changing: "I'm alluding to myself. Sometimes I don't like to care about the quilt when I wake up."

Zhan Jie: "…"

He went into the main guard again and saw the rows of skin care products on the bathroom. He picked up a bottle and saw it all in English. Zhan Jie touched his chin with some anxiety.

Are men in their twenties so good at taking care of themselves?

There was a lemon fragrance in the main bathroom, the toilet was shiny white, the towels and the bath towels were hung as neatly as the hotel rooms. Zhan Jie asked Zhan Xi: "Is this what he cleaned himself?"

"Of course." Zhan Xi replied, "I have never used his toilet, it's all outside. Xiaoyu is a very clean person. He likes the smell of the room, and he is very fragrant!"

Zhan Jie was very alert: "How do you know?"

"I..." Zhan Xi blushed, "You can smell it when you get closer. If you don't believe me, you can smell it later."

"What's wrong?" Zhan Jie rolled his eyes, "I'm not a dog!"

Seeing the guest bedroom and the warehouse, the two returned to the living room. Zhan Jie asked Zhan Xi not to follow him, and said that he would go to the kitchen to chat with Luo Jingyu.

Zhan Xi asked: "Don't you need to translate it?"

Zhan Jie was not angry: "Why do you ask with me? How do I know if you tamper with his words?"

"Okay, he can type on his mobile phone to show you." Zhan Xi was not worried. "When he met him, he was reading my lips and then typing on his mobile phone to show me. He just typed a little slow, don't urge him."

Zhan Jie entered the kitchen with his hands. Luo Jingyu didn't notice him at first, and was concentrating on cutting cauliflower. Zhan Jie tilted his head and observed for a while, and found that he was very skillful in cutting, as if he was used to cooking food.

When Luo Jingyu turned around to the hot oil pan, she saw Zhan Jie, and stopped and smiled immediately on her lips. She looked a little nervous. Zhan Jie said, "Don't worry about me, I'll come in and take a look."

Luo Jingyu nodded and poured the oil into the wok and heated it up.

Zhan Jie walked around the kitchen, and his eyes fell on Luo Jingyu again.

The man was wearing an apron and was lifting the lid of the soup pot on the other stove and looking in. A strong aroma of meat wafted out, causing Zhan Jie's stomach to scream a few times. He touched his lower abdomen, thinking that it was a good thing that the man couldn't hear it.

Zhan Jie has worked hard in society for more than ten years and is mostly male colleagues in the unit. After careful observation, he found that the man in front of him has a clean temperament, a clear eyes, and a shy smile. He is definitely not the kind of person who is versatile and good at everything.

He was not gloomy and introverted, and he gave a soft and good-tempered affinity.

In short, it is different from all the boys in their twenties that Zhan Jie knows.

The oil was hot, Luo Jingyu poured the cauliflower into the pot and started stir-frying.

Zhan Jie looked at it for a while, Luo Jingyu put salt and chopped green onions, and picked up a small plate of red dried peppers to show Zhan Jie. He pointed to the oil pan and stared at him with his eyes blinking. Zhan Jie felt that he was asking if he was spicy. He nodded with a stern face. Luo Jingyu smiled and poured the peppers into the pot.

While frying, he pointed his left finger into the pot, then at himself, and outside the kitchen. Finally, he opened his mouth slightly, and smiled deeper than a gesture of eating.

Zhan Jie found that he could actually understand his meaning. Luo Jingyu should be saying: [Zhan Xi and I can eat spicy food.]

He replied: "Everyone here eats spicy food."

Luo Jingyu had a "so that's it" expression on his face and gave him a thumbs up.

After a plate of chili cauliflower was stir-fried and it was ready to be served, only winter melon and rib soup was still simmering on the stove. Luo Jingyu stopped and turned to face Zhan Jie.

The two were not far away, and Zhan Jie really wanted to smell whether Luo Jingyu's body smelled very fragrant. As a result, he took a deep breath and smelled the smell of the meat in the soup pot, which almost choked him.

He adjusted his breathing, stood straight with his arms in his arms, and asked coldly: "How much can you hear when I speak like this?"

Luo Jingyu was stunned and then shook her head.

Zhan Jie raised his volume and pointed at the buzzing range hood: "Can you hear this sound a little?"

Luo Jingyu glanced at the range hood, shook his head, pinched his index finger and thumb with his right hand to show it to Zhan Jie, and anyone could understand it. This is the meaning of "little bit". He pointed to his right ear and shook his hand.

"I can't hear at all?" Zhan Jie frowned, feeling incredible, "Then can you wear hearing aids? What's there... cochlear implant?"

Luo Jingyu shook her head again, looking at a little helpless.

Zhan Jie became more and more discouraged as he asked: "Then do you understand that I have difficulty speaking?"

Luo Jingyu actually wanted to nod and answer "It's hard to do". After thinking about it, she couldn't say that, so she quickly shook her head firmly and patted her chest.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Jie was not finished yet, and asked again: "Don't you say a word?"

"..." Luo Jingyu hasn't been questioned like this for a long time, so she could only nod.

He didn't even learn how to say "Huanhuan", he was just a completely deaf and mute person.

Looking at Luo Jingyu's at a loss, Zhan Jie said "tsk" and leaned against the refrigerator. He had never dealt with a deaf and mute person, and could not imagine what the silent world was like.

He was confused and asked, "You can't hear this at all and can't speak. How did you have the courage to chase my sister?"

This question cannot be answered by shaking his head and nodding. Luo Jingyu felt a little aggrieved. At the beginning, he just wanted to treat Huanhuan secretly, and he didn't dare to think about what he was pursuing. In the end, Huanhuan caught him at the door of his house, and she swung her a bag with her. Is this considered him chasing her? It's a bit unfair...

Luo Jingyu thought of Gao Yuan’s suggestion and gritted his teeth and took out his cell phone to type: [I must be good to Huanhuan. Come on, fight for a lot of money. I have a job and I have a house.]

He showed Zhan Jie's phone, and Zhan Jie sniffled disdainfully and asked, "You bought this house for you, right? How could you buy such a big house without your family's help? Also, just your job, how much money can you earn in a month?"

Luo Jingyu felt that these two issues must be clarified and typing was busy: [I bought the house, alone! I have no help at home! I have been competing for 350,000 yuan a year!]

Zhan Jie fell into silence after seeing the screen.

Luo Jingyu was afraid that he would not believe it, so she thought to prove it. She wanted to turn on the mobile phone online banking to see Zhan Jie's deposit balance. Zhan Jie stopped him: "Don't be busy, don't be busy, you... continue cooking, I'll go out first."

He returned to the living room with depression. Zhan Xi teased the cat on the sofa. When he saw him coming out, he called him: "Brother, come and sit down."

Zhan Jie sat next to her and saw Zhan Xi playing with the teasing stick. The kitten pounced around and finally slipped to his lap. His big eyes looked at him for a while, and then ran back to Zhan Xi.

"This cat is a gift. I picked up and raised it together with Xiaoyu. I am not one year old. I have been vaccinated, sterilized and sterilized. It's clean. Isn't it so cute?" Zhan Xi picked up the gift, grabbed its front paws and waved at Zhan Jie.

Zhan Jie: "…"

The kitten was not very happy, so after being released, he jumped off the sofa and ran to the cat crawler.

Zhan Xi pointed to the drinks and snacks on the coffee table: "Eat something, it's all bought by Xiaoyu. He doesn't know what you like to eat, so he chooses what I like to eat. Look, that small package of dried tofu is good."

Zhan Jie was really hungry. He opened a pack of dried tofu and ate it. He also opened a bottle of iced juice and drank a few sips.

It is a good sign that the brother is willing to eat! Zhan Xi pursed his lips and smiled secretly, and also took off a piece of plum blossom and threw it into his mouth.

Zhan Jie used his chin to point the kitchen direction and began to ask questions: "How old is he? Where is he?"

Zhan Xi replied: "Twenty-seven, locals from Qiantang."

"How many people in the family?"

"Mom and Dad, and a sister, are already married."

"What education?"

"..." This question was also one of Luo Jingyu's flaws. Zhan Xi replied in a low voice, "High school."

"What?!" Zhan Jie was dissatisfied, "Only high school?! Can you two have a common language? There will be no ideological gap?"

Zhan Xi explained: "He is a deaf person. It is difficult for deaf people to get into college. He has very few majors. There are not many deaf students who can go to college every year. Xiaoyu thought about going to study hot flowers after graduation. Sister Fei... Sister Fei is also a technical secondary school student. Did you mind at the beginning?"

Zhan Jie reluctantly asked again: "Is his full payment for this house or a mortgage?"

“Mortgage.”

"How long does it take to get a mortgage? How much mortgage will be paid every month?"

Zhan Xi recalled: "I don't know how long it takes to get a mortgage, it seems that it will be more than 8,000 yuan a month."

"More than 8,000?!" Zhan Jie's anger came up again, "Then he has a mortgage of about 100,000 yuan a year. Even if he earns more than 300,000 yuan, he won't have much left, right?"

"Huh? Do you know he can earn more than 300,000 yuan a year?" Zhan Xi chuckled, "Brother, if you think so, he relies on craftsmanship to make a living. The older the crafts industry, the richer the experience, the higher the income, and you will not be afraid of unemployment. In the future, Xiaoyuzhi may become a master!"

"Can you become a master with such a fake flower?" Zhan Jie didn't believe it.

Zhan Xi raised his chin proudly: "Why can't it be? Xiaoyu is really amazing. I think he will definitely get better and better in the future. His income is more than twice yours now!"

Zhan Jie decided to stop this sad topic and continue to ask: "How did you two meet?"

"I met at work, but later I found out that it was a coincidence, so I lived upstairs." Zhan Xi briefly explained the story of his acquaintance with Xiaoyu.

Zhan Jie sucked for a moment and asked, "You said you two broke up, when did you break it? Was it the New Year?"

"Yeah." Zhan Xi admitted that she was in a bad mood during the Chinese New Year days and had a fight with her mother at home, saying, "I broke up with him, not because I didn't mind that his ears couldn't hear him. I just felt that my family would not agree, for fear that my mother would hurt him. Brother, it was not his fault, not what he could choose. He had a bad ear when he was born, and this could not be a reason for everyone to attack him. I never mind that he couldn't hear him. After meeting him... I felt that I liked him from the beginning."

"Wait!" Zhan Jie captured the point in Zhan Xi's words, "You said he couldn't hear it when he was born? What does it mean?"

Zhan Xi didn't want to hide it from his brother and told the truth: "Xiaoyu is inherited, and his parents are both deaf."
To be continued...