My Mr. Monster

Chapter 178 1 chance

"Hey, Han Song, what are you doing again?"

Xu Zhiyi, wearing an apron and holding dishes, looked at Han Song on the balcony. At this moment, Han Song had his back to him and he didn't know what he was doing.

"Your cactus seems to be dead." Han Song turned and said to Xu Zhiyi, holding a small yellowed ball.

Xu Zhiyi thought it was something serious, so he took a look and said, "If it's dead, just throw it away. Next time, buy a new one that's easier to keep alive."

"Isn't it said that cactus is easy to grow?" Han Song looked at the cactus with some confusion. Isn't it said that this thing can survive anywhere?

"Maybe I watered it too much." Xu Zhiyi turned and walked into the kitchen.

During this period, he restored his hair to its original shape, and Han Song praised him for being "more handsome", so he felt it was not a loss. Maybe Han Song preferred his more serious look.

In fact, it is not the case. He has to praise Xu Zhiyi for dyeing her hair back to black. That's how the world works. Even if it doesn't look good, people will always find some advantages to praise. But it has to be said that Xu Zhiyi looks much more serious after dyeing her hair back to black.

Han Song wrapped the cactus with paper towels several times. He found that some of the people here were very rich while others were a little miserable. When Xu Zhiyi took him shopping before, he saw a disabled person begging on the street.

Han Song was quite touched by that scene. He always thought that the world was good, but after a closer look, it was not that good either. He just ignored it.

After wrapping it up, Han Song threw it into the trash can. Looking at the other flowers and plants, he began to fiddle with them again. In this world, his greatest pleasure was fiddling with these flowers and plants, but he had already sacrificed several batches...

Aside from the roses still growing well, everything else was just average. The small fish Xu Zhiyi bought him all died of starvation after just a few days...

"It's time to eat. This is something I just learned." Xu Zhiyi shouted to Han Song.

Han Song stood up and carefully closed the glass door. He walked to the dining table and looked at the delicious soup. He was surprised: "It's amazing that you can make it to this level on your first try."

"Of course. Although it can't be compared with that guy Lu Xuan, we shouldn't be picky. As long as it's edible, it's fine." Xu Zhiyi touched his neck proudly.

Han Song took a chopstick, dipped it in the food, and put it in his mouth. He frowned and said, "Not enough salt..."

“I remember I let it go.”

“…It’s a bit sweet…”

Xu Zhiyi was silent: "Wait a moment, I'll cook it again."

Without waiting for Han Song to say anything, Xu Zhiyi returned to the kitchen with the soup, and the sound of the stove was heard again. Han Song watched Xu Zhiyi stare at the two pots for a while, then dipped his fingers into each pot and ate some.

To be honest, it was quite funny. Han Song sat on the sofa and watched. He felt satisfied with Xu Zhiyi's attentiveness unconsciously. He was used to giving, and for the first time he felt so intuitively that someone was so enthusiastic about giving to him, although it was with a purpose.

But if there is no purpose, why pay? Han Song thought about it and looked at the fruit plate on the table. He reached out and pinched a bright red cherry. He liked to eat it, but it was very expensive.

Han Song picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, then tuned to his favorite cartoons. He preferred these imaginative ones to real-life ones.

Hearing the noise, Xu Zhiyi looked over and saw Han Song watching cartoons with great interest. He couldn't understand why an adult like to watch those things that little kids watch.

It didn't take long for Xu Zhiyi to prepare the soup. She also fried a few dishes and placed them all on the small table in front of the sofa. She then quickly washed the dishes and invited Han Song to start eating.

"It tastes better now. I just tried it and there are a lot of pork ribs in it." Xu Zhiyi took a bowl and filled it up for Han Song. "Drink the soup first and then eat."

A bowl full of spareribs was placed in front of Han Song before he could react. He looked at Xu Zhiyi who was smiling faintly and couldn't help asking, "Why are you so nice to me?"

Xu Zhiyi was stunned when he heard this, then pretended to be relaxed and said casually: "Of course it's because you are my partner. Of course I have to treat you well. Isn't this just as it should be?"

Han Song didn't say anything but picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it into his mouth. Finally, he looked at Xu Zhiyi and said slowly: "I never like to beat around the bush, and I don't like to dither. I know what you are thinking."

Xu Zhiyi also silently picked up a piece and put it into his bowl. For a moment, he felt that his heart rate must be off the charts, and he could even feel the strong heartbeat in his chest.

He didn't expect that Han Song would choose to bring it up at this time, even though it hadn't been long.

"I've learned about your situation... The Internet says that you are bisexual. You like both women and men. Of course, I'm not sure how you feel about me." Han Song looked at him seriously, trying to see something in Xu Zhiyi's eyes.

"So will you give me a chance?" Xu Zhiyi looked at Han Song expectantly.

Han Song was silent, and finally asked in confusion: "Your situation is very special. You are not someone like Lu Xuan. I can't understand your thoughts, and there is no reason for me to take a gamble."

Xu Zhiyi opened his eyes wide and explained, "I'm serious. I'm not just playing with you! Han Song, don't you believe me?"

"I don't believe it." Han Song said firmly, "There are very few people I can trust. Even Lu Xuan, I still can't trust him 100% now."

Xu Zhiyi looked at Han Song's expressionless face with a complicated expression. At this moment, Han Song was like an expressionless doll, eating ribs woodenly.

"Then what must I do in order for you to give me a chance?" Xu Zhiyi asked in a hoarse voice.

He felt that Han Song would not answer, because once he answered, it would be giving himself a chance. If he did not answer and chose to ignore it, Han Song should be very skilled.

Xu Zhiyi, who had already given up hope, heard Han Song's voice. He said, "I don't know. The book says that at this age, you should be frivolous and arrogant, and you can take a gamble on anything without thinking."

Xu Zhiyi was stunned. He never thought that Han Song would say this.

Xu Zhiyi: "So you want to take a gamble? On my character?"

Han Song: "I'm giving you a chance, and it's also giving myself a way out as I'm wandering around like a headless fly. I also want someone who can accompany me."

Whenever Han Song saw couples together, he felt very out of place. They all had their own support and someone they could trust unconditionally, but he only had himself... It was like this from beginning to end.

Twenty years or so wasn't long, but it wasn't short either. How many twenty years could one have in a lifetime? Even at his most reckless age, he wanted to take a gamble. After all, he still had a long way to go, and even if it wasn't suitable, there were other options.

"Then can I kiss you?" Xu Zhiyi looked at Han Song affectionately.

Han Song was stunned. Before he could react, Xu Zhiyi threw him down on the sofa with a passionate and hot gaze, as if she was going to melt him in the next second.

Han Song opened his mouth to speak but was blocked by Xu Zhiyi's forceful and unreasonable kiss. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Xu Zhiyi, whose face was as red as a monkey's butt.

"Thank you, thank you Han Song." Xu Zhiyi buried his head in Han Song's chest, "Thank you for giving me a chance."

This was the first time Xu Zhiyi was so grateful to Han Song for his decisive character. He thought Han Song would just refuse and then scold him a few disgusting words and beat him up, but he never expected Han Song to agree so.

"You should thank Lu Xuan... Maybe you've been with him for so long that you've become more or less assimilated to him." Han Song smiled bitterly. In the past, he might really not have been able to accept or agree to it... But when an idealistic guy talks about the greatness and romance of love in front of you every day, who wouldn't be moved?

Facts have proved that Han Song was moved. Whether it is sweet or bitter, you will know after you taste it.