Louis' 13

After sending the two great gods away on Sunday afternoon, Louis hurriedly put all the things hidden in the house in place, so as to prevent some narrow-minded people from coming back to torment him and make him suffer.

Toothbrush, tooth bowl, towel, underwear, shirt, trousers and coat...

Louis blushed when he tidied up the bedside table.

What he was holding in his hand was the nourishing suppository that Duan Xiaohui had somehow found, an improved and upgraded version of the decoction made by Dr. Yu of the anorectal department.It was too shameful for Louis to take it back at first.When he moved, the bag of decoction that Duan Xiaohui gave him went straight into the trash can, without even thinking about it, it was completely useless.

As a result, Duan Xiaohui made this again and made things worse.Feeling ashamed and indignant, Louis stiffened his neck and refused.

Two people are fighting like suppressing and suppressing, one side is firm, and the other... is even more firm.

I plan to live my whole life, so what if I don't take good care of that precious place?It's heinous!

In the end, there was no suspense. Mr. Lu was weak and was pressed. He asked people to press the cross arm on the back, raise the waist and abdomen, and pushed the thing with the thickness of the little finger directly into it.Then, in order to prevent the suppository from melting and dripping out due to body temperature, a G stopper was used...

Poor classmate Xiaolu's cheeks were burning hot, as if burning with the real fire of Samadhi.

Louis patted his face, opened the drawer angrily, and threw the suppository bag into it.

When I closed the drawer, I remembered another culprit in my trouser pocket.

I took it out and held it in the palm of my hand. It was the small black bottle that I threw away the night before yesterday. It was a water-based lubricant made in Germany.

It was one night that Duan Xiaohui had a bad taste. After finishing the harmony exercise, he threatened to stuff the bottle into it.The two were arguing like they were fighting, and the innocent lubricant accidentally fell into the crevice at the head of the bed...

Louie's thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell.

The corners of the boy's lips couldn't stop turning up, and joy flew up to the corners of his eyebrows and eyes as if he had grown wings.

"Uh, sister?"

Lu Meili seems to have run up, out of breath: "Your brother-in-law... I can't find my watch... Let me see if it fell. It fell into your bedside table."

Louis was dumbfounded, and instinctively stretched out his hand to stop him: "No, no, really... I just cleaned the bedside table..."

Lu Mei ignored him, snapped off the two shoes, pulled the cotton slippers and rushed straight to the bedroom: "What can you look for..."

Louis' mind was blank, and there was no emergency plan that could be activated immediately. His mind was empty, and in the end there were only two bold words that looked like gods.It's over.

In the bedroom, Lu Mei was answering the phone: "...Ah... what? Are you a pig brain...Okay, I'll come down..."

Lu Mei rushed out of the bedroom just like her, and Louis lowered his head, not having the face to look at his sister's expression.

Lu Mei bent over to change her shoes: "Your brother-in-law is just a no-brainer, he put his watch in his trouser pocket when he washed his hands."

"Just find it." Louis said dryly, trying to see a flower from his sister's clueless expression.

"I'm really gone this time." Lu Mei stood up and patted her younger brother on the shoulder, with no abnormal expression on her face: "Go home early during the holidays, Mom always misses you. By the way, eat more these days, eat fatter, Don’t worry about talking to her, my ears get calloused.”

Louis nodded numbly, unable to say anything.

Lu Mei pushed open the door, turned around and smiled, shaking something in her hand: "Hand cream? Imported? You're stingy, and you lied to me that you threw it away. Give it to me, bye."

After the door closed, it took a full minute before Louis blinked and came back to his senses.His sister, take that bottle of lubricant away!

So, when Duan Xiaohui came home at night and opened the door, he saw his little guy with a sad face, and told him with a sky-falling expression that his sister had taken away a bottle of lubricant they had lost as hand cream.

Mr. Duan was seriously entertained, the original resentment about being forced to separate disappeared in an instant, and he laughed for half the night.

Lu Yi is angry, kick him, can you have a snack!If my sister finds out what it is when I go back, it will be over...

Duan Xiaohui really wasn't in a hurry, he whetted his appetite for a while, and then gave him a move.

What's the hurry, silly boy.Plant the spoils on the landlord's head.If it really doesn't work, plant it on Shen Huan's head.

Lu Yimu thought for a while and came to a conclusion.Duan Xiaohui is indeed old and cunning.

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The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve.

When I got up early in the morning, there was a little snow outside, but it stopped soon.

Louis went to the newspaper office to check attendance, stayed there for a while, and then slipped away.In the past few days, all the staff have been paddling. Those who have nothing to do are bragging and eating melon seeds in the office, and those who have something to do go out to do private business and buy things under the guise of something. The leader also turns a blind eye and closes his eyes.

Reaching out to stop the car, Louis reported the address to the driver, and sat quietly in the back seat looking at the gift in his hand.

He went to visit Mu's parents and Mu's mother.

Because I called in advance to confirm, both of them were at home.

After Louis entered the door, he generously paid homage to the early years and gave gifts, trying to give the family a little warmth.

Mu's mother was very happy, she took Louis' hand to let him sit down, and gave him chocolate and oranges to eat.

Mu's mother walked out of the high fever, and she was quite old.The original charm still exists, but now wrinkles appear, the skin is dull, the key is that the spirit is gone.

Life is hard without hope.

After this blow, Father Mu is better than the initial decadence. After all, he is the man of the family, the pillar, and no matter how much grief he has to bear in his heart, he has to protect his wife and continue walking.

Mu's mother chatted with him about home affairs, Mu's father asked him about his work, Aunt Zhang came over to pour tea, and Louis thoughtfully gave him a small gift, which was a shopping card issued by the newspaper.

Aunt Zhang thanked her with a smile, turned back to the kitchen, wiped her eyes, and sighed silently.

Mu's mother left Louis for lunch, and seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, Louis nodded readily.

Taking advantage of Mu's mother going to the kitchen to tell Aunt Zhang, Mu's father asked Louis to go to the study together.

"I have something to ask you." Father Mu pointed to the chair for Louis to sit on.

Louis straightened his back: "Uncle, tell me."

Father Mu thought about it for a moment, and looked rather embarrassed: "Supposedly it's not my turn to say this, but I treat you as my own child, these words..."

Louis was inexplicably uneasy: "Uncle, just say something, I know you are doing it for my own good."

Father Mu nodded: "You...are you with Duan Xiaohui?"

Louis frowned, lowered his head silently, and twisted his hands uneasily.

"I didn't mean to look down on you or blame you. It's about feelings... Cough... I don't quite understand, but I don't want to be so pedantic." Seeing his tacit expression, Father Mu knew it in his heart: "You know , Ya Ran left, and Tangning has been trapped in it for the past few days. I invited him to dinner that day, and he drank too much and cried. He talked a lot in a nonsensical manner, and that's when I realized that you two..."

Louis was extremely ashamed: "Uncle, I'm sorry."

Father Mu was stunned: "Why are you telling me you're sorry? It's true that Yaran likes Duan Xiaohui, but I also told you that Duan Xiaohui is an upright person, one is one, two is two, and he has never given Yaran anything wrong. Some thoughts. The two of you... er, you are in love with each other, and you are not sorry to anyone."

Louis' eyes were almost red, and he lowered his eyelids in embarrassment and muttered: "Duan Xiaohui shouldn't have said it, and made Yaran sad."

Father Mu was silent, and it took a while before he sighed: "I can understand his intentions in doing this. Xiaolu, uncle said this without any sinister intentions. Have you really thought about it in your heart, and you want to live with Duan Xiaohui for the rest of your life? No easy."

Louis lowered his head and picked his palms: "Uncle, to be honest, I don't know if it will be a lifetime... It turns out that because of this worry, I have always refused to face it, whether it is Duan Xiaohui or my own heart. I am afraid... …Later on, many things seemed to be predestined in the dark and could not be changed. I, I really liked him… Later, I thought about giving it a try. At least I worked hard, I fought for it. If we really want to part ways, at least we won't regret anything..."

Father Mu smiled helplessly and shook his head: "It's not just a whim. Duan Xiaohui is not bad. But I have to remind you, Xiaolu, his mother is not a good quarrel, not easy to mess with. You are a man again, alas..."

Louie pictured the face that had defied him into the dust, and that loud, burning slap—

"I see, thank you uncle for reminding me."

"I won't say much else. Feelings are your own business. You just need to know what you have. If you have any difficulties, remember to come to uncle." Father Mu got up and motioned him to go out for dinner together: "Your aunt and I are still in love." There are some relationships, and it is unknown if we can help you at critical times. Before Yaran leaves, let us treat you as our son. You are a good boy, and we will take care of you."

Louis felt sweet and bitter in his heart, and he was also confused because he couldn't see the way out: "Uncle, I don't know what to do. I can't tell my parents that I'm... gay. I can't find them a daughter-in-law, There is no way to give them a child so that they can have grandchildren. I am afraid of my mother's tears, I am afraid of my father's disappointment, and... I am afraid that my mother will kneel down and beg me, and my father's blood pressure is high. Angry and sick...Uncle, I'm going crazy..."

"What are you thinking about things that didn't happen?" Father Mu's tone was a little harsh: "A man has to bear the responsibility when he makes a decision. Good or bad. Since you like him and want to be together, you have to Think maturely about what to do in the future, honestly face your parents’ possible disappointment and objections and any other difficulties, and overcome them step by step. How can you be dizzy and make decisions out of impulse? Isn’t that a joke?”

Louis nodded obediently and admitted his mistake: "That's right, it hasn't happened yet... I was just thinking wildly."

Father Mu couldn't bear it again, and softened his tone: "Our generation really doesn't accept this kind of same-sex relationship, so I say it's not easy, you have to be mentally prepared. But children are the darlings of parents. Can you really be cornered? Xiaolu, you are still young, think about it in the past two years, if you divide it, take this article as an exposition, and live your own life in the future. If you still think like this in two years, you will die make plans."

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The draft has been completed, rest assured to enter the pit.After making up two extra episodes, a new chapter will start.