graceful retarded

"I'm 29 years old, studying abroad, with double doctorate degrees, in good health, never messing with men and women. Before I met you, I didn't have a boyfriend or a girlfriend."

Xiang Liu looked at the man in front of him pushing the household registration book in front of him with a sullen face, feeling a little embarrassed.

"what do you mean?".

"I'm officially pursuing you, Mr. Xiangliu." Zhang Xuan pushed the information in his hand to Xiangliu like a treasure.

"Here are the real estate and salary slips under my name, take a look."

Xiang Liu glanced at the bill in front of him, ouch, a lot of money, so tempting.

"Hmmm", Xiang Liu cleared his tight throat, "Do you mean... you want to take care of me?".

"No, no, absolutely not, how could I do such a thing, it's too disrespectful to you", Zhang Xuan stared seriously into Xiang Liu's eyes, "I really want to date you, seriously".

Xiang Liu pouted, "Are you gay?".

He raised his eyes to see Zhang Xuan who was stunned, and snorted softly, "If I were a straight man, how much trouble would your behavior of trying to bend me cause me? People who don’t even know their sexuality.”

Zhang Xuan, who was sitting across from him, suddenly turned pale, until Xiang Liu left, he was still sitting there in a daze.

In the coffee shop at dusk, many lovely girls came. They gathered together in twos and threes, chatting and laughing, but their eyes would quietly stare at the cashier from time to time, and then look away as if they hadn't been noticed.

Xiang Liu couldn't help sighing. Although the girls were cute, they couldn't stand being stared at like this, no matter how thick-skinned they were.

A group of chattering little girls chatted more happily after Xiang Liu's face started to turn red

Huang Mao squatted in the car opposite the store, took a photo with the camera, and smacked his lips after looking at the photos in the camera.

"Hey! Tangtang, it's not good for us to be like this...".

The short-haired woman in the second seat held the binoculars without looking back.

"My sister-in-law...is fine."

Huang Mao spread out on the seat in a tangled state, "I don't have to say even one word of this horoscope, and I haven't even drawn the first word yet."

Zhang Mitang turned around, staring at Huangmao a little hairy, "Crow's mouth... and blow your head away".

She paused for a moment, "Call me Tangtang again... I'll blow your head off".

Huang Mao covered his mouth, nodded vigorously, and opened his eyes wide, hoping that the other party could see his sincerity from his eyes.

Xiang Liu in the coffee shop across the street didn't realize that he was being "surveilled" and was happily collecting money. He finally found a job that was easy and paid relatively well compared to before.

I am delighted.

So much so that when he came home and saw a man holding a bouquet of roses in his hand at the door, his first reaction was whether he had messed up something. He had no choice but to forget about the fact that he was confessed by a mentally retarded man a few days ago. .

"Xiao Liu, I've already thought it through. At that time, I..."

"Stop", Xiang Liu heard footsteps coming from the corridor, then looked at the tall man in front of him, gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision.

"You have something to say."

Zhang Xuan: What a surprise! ! !

He entered the door cautiously, sat on the chair, hugged the rose in a regular manner, like an obedient kindergarten child, which made Xiang Liu feel weird.

"What would you like to drink?" Xiang Liu rummaged through the kitchen cabinets, although he was reluctant, but at least he wanted to respect the way of hospitality.

"No, no need." Zhang Xuan's heart was beating now, and he took a deep breath, hoping that the things in his chest would settle down.

"Forget it then," the white cat-headed teacup was passed to Zhang Prey with boiled water.

"What's the matter, tell me."

"I, I've been thinking about it for a long time these days, I didn't make it clear to you at the time, I'm sorry, I... I'm gay, I'm sorry for not respecting your orientation, but, but, if, I mean if, can cannot",

Zhang Xuan no longer knew what he was talking about, and the words did not match the words. The lines he had memorized before in front of the mirror at home were completely forgotten the moment he spoke in front of Xiang Liu.

He shut up, feeling the most frustrated and failed moment of his life.

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