Chapter 1 — Loving You Is A Lifetime Order

During Tet, the neighbor's aunt's doctor's son came home. My mother told me I wouldn't wake up during the day, and wouldn't sleep at night, wanting him to check my pulse. I can't live or die. It is absolutely impossible for him to know that I am a "veteran" on Quark. Then, when I gave him the tangerine, he suddenly grabbed my wrist. Think for a few seconds, then look at me slowly. “Stop watching movies.” 1 Hearing this sentence, I immediately resembled the meme of the person sitting cross-legged, smiling calmly but his face turned red. My mother didn't understand and asked loudly: "What movie?" People can die. But you absolutely cannot "socially die" in front of your family. I immediately replied: "I read novels!" He said "yeah". “You should watch it less.” My mother glared at me, then smiled and asked Lo Hanh Gian: "Are there any other problems?" I glared at Lo Hanh Gian, trying my best to wink. Who would have thought that this blind guy didn't understand, so he turned to ask my mother: "Does she have a boyfriend?" Huh? Shouldn't this question be asked of me? I was just about to answer when my mother interrupted: "No, every year she comes home alone, where can she find a boyfriend?" After speaking, he turned and glared at me. I was angry and wanted to withdraw my hand. But he held on tight, continuing to feel his pulse. Lo Hanh Gian: "Do you usually eat cold food?" I smirked: "I've never eaten cold food." Lo Hanh Gian: "It's because you've never eaten hot food." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother gritting her teeth. Lo Hanh Gian: "You often stay up late, right?" Me: “I sleep at nine every night.” Lo Hanh Gian: "It's nine o'clock in the morning." When my mother heard this, she stood up and started searching around the house looking for a broom. "My son and I, no wonder I couldn't find it during the day, but it turns out I stayed up all night!" I was so scared, I jumped up and hid behind Lo Hanh Gian. He smiled gently at my mother: "Auntie, I can cure her illness." Then my mother's attitude turned one hundred and eighty degrees. “That's great, I also want you two to have more contact.” "This girl is so lazy. If you have free time, take her out for a little exercise." The more I listen, the more wrong I feel. It wasn't until I sat in Lo Hanh Gian's car that I realized what was wrong. 2 “I seem to have just been dragged into some transaction by my mother.” Lo Hanh Gian reminded me to wear my seat belt. After I finished installing it, I turned around and asked him: "What transaction do you think that was?" Lo Hanh Gian looked straight ahead, his thin lips moved slightly: "Let's see." I was so surprised that my jaw dropped. "Are you and I going on a blind date? That's too unreasonable." Lo Hanh Gian is five years older than me. Not to mention age, as far as I know, he seems to have a girlfriend. Last year, I heard Aunt Duong say she would bring her back to her debut, but I don't know why it didn't work out. Moreover, we know each other too well. I've seen pictures of him when he played the unorthodox game of "killing horses", and he also saw me wearing pants with holes in the bottom when I was a kid. It's no different than loving... your biological "brother". Seeing my silence, Lo Hanh Gian chuckled softly: "Want to go see a movie?" I nodded: “Okay.” Lo Hanh Gian: "It's not convenient for me to choose, should you choose?" After speaking, he gave me the phone. I opened the app to find a movie and was wondering between the two when the screen suddenly turned off. I tapped twice, and the lock screen appeared. I asked: “Password?” Lo Hanh Gian read: “110909.” Six strangely familiar numbers. I follow reflexively entered, joking: "Is it your girlfriend's birthday?" “What a coincidence, exactly like me.” Lo Hanh Gian suddenly turned to look, a smile shining in his eyes: "It's not a coincidence, I don't have a girlfriend." One sentence left me speechless. I could only laugh and turn my head to look out the window. It's like I don't understand anything. Yes, that's it. 3 Arriving at the cinema, Lo Hanh Gian went to buy tickets. He bought me a super big bucket of popcorn. I waved my hand in panic: "I can't eat it all." Lo Hanh Gian picked up a piece and brought it to my mouth: "There's still you." I opened my mouth to eat, and the rich flavor of buttermilk immediately filled my mouth. He picked up another handful and put it in his mouth, mouthing it while saying: "I still want to drink milk tea." “Yes, let me go buy it.” He gave me a bucket of popcorn to hold and then turned away, completely unaware of me chattering something behind him. Entering the screening room, the front, back, left and right seats were full of people. Lo Hanh Gian and I quickly sat down. The popcorn was placed between the two of them, their hands occasionally touching. At first, I reflexively withdrew my hand, waiting for him to finish taking it before taking it. Later, touching too much, I started taking the popcorn right from his hand. Every time that happened, Lo Hanh Gian just smiled softly, "hmm", then picked up a new portion. What a doctor, with a really good personality. The film is a comedy genre, with many funny details and laughter resounding throughout the theater room. But when it came to the scene where the male lead and female supporting character were ambiguous, the audience on my left suddenly hugged and kissed. Seeing that scene, I almost choked to death. Lo Hanh Gian turned to pat my back and softly asked: "Are you okay?" I covered my mouth and coughed a few times. When I raised my head, I saw the couple sitting next to him were also kissing. My face immediately turned red and I quickly turned forward. But right in front of me... the other two were also kissing! In the dark, I was no different from a kettle of steaming boiling water. I slowly raised my head, leaned to the right, and whispered to Lo Hanh Gian: "It's not Valentine, why is everyone kissing?" Lo Hanh Gian bent down close to my ear, his soft hair brushing my earlobe. “Because… I want to kiss.” 4 Suddenly a handsome face approached, causing me to tilt my head back in surprise. In the dim light, I could clearly see Lo Hanh Gian's tall, straight nose, his bright eyes looking straight at me. I was so scared that I stammered: "Ah... you... go kiss the person next to you." After speaking, I suddenly realized that the word "next to"... the meaning is a bit vague. I am also his "sidekick". Sure enough, Lo Hanh Gian tilted his head slightly and moved closer, I immediately covered my mouth with my hand. The two of them glared at each other, to the point that their eyes were about to go cross-eyed. He suddenly laughed, turned his head, his tone was calm: "I've thought too much." This sentence made my face turn red. It's clearly implying that I have that thought! So angry, in my heart, I grabbed his ear and beat him three hundred times. After watching the movie, Lo Hanh Gian asked me if I wanted to go for a walk. I shook my head and said I had to go home and update my comics. I'm a comic artist, my reserve of manuscripts has been used up, the editor told me not to stop posting, and after Tet I have to prepare for the autograph session. Lo Hanh Gian didn't force him. As he walked towards the elevator, he suddenly asked: "Is that your new outfit?" The sentence was light but made my heart stop for a beat, standing still in place, opening my mouth to look at him blankly. Lo Hanh Gian stopped walking and told him why know: "I once shared it with my friends, have I forgotten?" I searched my memory about my circle of friends in the past six months. It seems like I shared it once last May, but only to coordinate with editorial promotion, posting it for a day and then deleting it. Because I don't like letting acquaintances know about my work, there is a feeling of shame when being "exposed" in front of acquaintances. I replied humbly, then quickly strode into the elevator: "It seems so... Oh right, what time do you go back to work?" “…seems like that… Oh yeah, how far back are you from going back to work?” Lo Hanh Gian leisurely replied: "January sixteenth." I immediately felt bitter and deathly jealous of the freelancers. He suddenly changed the subject back to the comic just now: "I remember that series was about love, the male lead is an Oriental medicine doctor, the female lead is an editor..." I immediately exploded, hastily denying: "The male lead is not you! Don't misunderstand!" Lo Hanh Gian just smiled slightly and said nothing more. I lowered my head to look at the toes of my shoes, my fingers digging hard into my thighs. Why did I react so badly! It's clearly "hide your head and show your tail"! 5 Getting out of the car, I didn't bother to say "goodbye" and ran straight home. Returning to the room, sitting down at the table, logging in to QQ, I saw that editor Ngoc Me had mentioned it to me twice, each time sending a small envelope of lucky money. As soon as I opened the PS, I answered her: 【Send one more and I'll draw it immediately.】 Ngoc Me: 【I'll send you a punch, just now you lost two hundred and half in mahjong.】 Me: 【You play mahjong, I'm a buffalo, where's my conscience?!】 Ngoc Me: 【Capitalists have no conscience, how dare you not? After posting, I'll go over to the house and sit down and finish drawing. I'll stay up with her tonight.】 I took the mouse and teased her a few words, then opened the management section to view the story's latest chapter data. Unexpectedly, the likes exceeded ten thousand and the comments also exceeded one thousand. Immediately my heart was filled with joy and I eagerly started drawing tomorrow's update.