Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

Although it is said that Mo Ci brought the script and Yu Chu did not let go of his business, but people in the leisurely place like the island do not know the time and age will be lazy. Anyway, after Mo Ci stayed here for ten days, he spent more and more time reading the script every day. Less, you can stay all day under the umbrella.

Yu Chu went to open the coconut. Mo Ci squinted for a while when he heard the sound and opened his eyes. What he saw was not Yu Chu, but a little boy with blond hair and black eyes. He looked about six or seven years old. Two ice cream cones, looking at him with wide eyes.

Must be a mixed race.

Mo Ci doesn't like children very much, but he likes good-looking ones, so at this time, he also speaks English with a smile to talk to him, "Are you lost?"

The little boy didn't seem to understand what he meant, and he spoke French with a very soft voice, "I don't know, do you speak French?"

It turned out to be a little French boy, and Mo Ci immediately loved him a little more, and began to wonder if Yu Chu was like this when he was young. "Yes. So baby are you lost?"

"No," the little boy shook his head, "I just came out to play." Then he looked at the ice cream in his hand, one was strawberry and the other was blueberry, "This is for you, do you like strawberry or blueberry?"

Mo Ci raised his hand to rub his hair, it was very soft, "No need, you can eat it yourself."

"I can't finish it, it will melt after a while."

"Then blueberries." Mo Ci said, rubbing his head again. "Why do you give me ice cream as soon as you see me?"

The little boy handed him the ice cream, sat on the chair next to him, licked the ice cream and said, "And I like you, you look so good-looking, my father also has black hair and black eyes, and he is also very good-looking."

Mo Ci likes to praise people, and also likes to be praised, especially this kind of sincere one.He took a sip of the ice cream, "You're also pretty and cute. Did you come with mom and dad?"

"Yes. And you? Who are you coming with, sir?"

"Me," Mo Ci's smile deepened, "I came with my lover."

"Lover, is that your girlfriend?"

"No, he's my boyfriend." Mo Ci seldom called Yu Chu this way, but when he said it, it was very natural, and he even planned to use this instead of "dear".

"Wow, boyfriend, is he as good-looking as you?" Mr. Yan Kongxiao asked.

"Looks good, he is even more beautiful than me, in my eyes, he is the most perfect existence in the world." Mo Ci said to the child with a smile, and pinched the other's fleshy little arm by the way.

He stared at him with wide eyes, "Is he prettier than me?"

If this kind of words were uttered by an adult, Mo Ci would definitely say "of course" without hesitation and add a section of ridicule for the other party's lack of self-knowledge, brain problems, aesthetic defects, but he couldn't help being gentle when facing such a mixed-race sweetheart, "Little sweetheart, this matter can't be compared until you grow up."

The mixed-race sweetheart frowned, "My father said that boys can't be called sweethearts, so they won't grow up."

In this way, it seems that he is not the only one who called this child "little sweetheart", but Mo Ci still followed suit, "Okay, Mr. Xiao, would you like to tell me your name?"

"Olier, um, sir, my name is Olier."

Oriel?

Mo Ci felt that the name was somewhat familiar, but he didn't remember it for a while.Then he introduced himself to Olier, "Olier, my name is Mo Ci, this is a Chinese name, maybe it's hard to pronounce."

"Brother Mo Ci?" Olier read quite standardly, and then said while licking the ice cream, "Then do you like your boyfriend?"

"I like it, I like it very much." Mo Ci said.

"How much do you like it?"

This is a bit difficult to describe, so Mo Ci used an analogy to infer himself and others. "Like what you do with your favorite things."

"However, I can't say I like my favorite things, I can say I love them."

Hearing this childish logic, Mo Ci suddenly froze for a moment. He never talked about love seriously, but when he was told that, he realized that he had undoubtedly constructed the analogy. Such a context.

The favorite is love.

As it should be, there is no logical problem.

Such an answer actually needs a child to figure it out.

"Yes, I love him."

When he said these words, he was not as awkward as he imagined, but a little happy, like a plant that he cared for carefully. You thought it would not bloom, but suddenly one day you opened your eyes and saw it, but found it It has already bloomed, earlier, more stunning, and more joyful than he imagined.

"Will you always love him?"

Hearing this question, Mo Ci suddenly felt as if he was in a church in a different place, and the godfather uttered the well-known boring words, and then asked how it has been.

This is not an oath, because it has no realistic binding force, but at least the moment when it is blurted out proves seriousness and piety.

Mo Ci laughed, his brows and eyes were soft, "I will always love him."

Immediately afterwards they chatted about other things, during which Olier suddenly stood up from his chair and called, "Uncle Lance."

Mo Ci saw this and remembered it. Last time Yu Chu said that his sister's child was named Olier.

Lance handed the opened coconut to Mo Ci, then knelt down and rubbed Olier's face, "Did your parents bring you here for vacation?"

"Yes. But I didn't expect you to be here. Do you know this gentleman?"

"Well, we have a good relationship, he's mine..."

When Yu Chu said this, he heard Mo Ci cough, and couldn't help but pause and look up at him, but Olier picked up his words, "I know, he is your boyfriend, right, Mo Ci just now My brother said he came with his boyfriend."

"..."

Mo Ci suddenly felt that it was not a good thing for a child to be so good at talking.

But Yu Chu seemed very happy, he laughed softly, "Well, yes, he is my boyfriend, so you should call him Uncle Mo Ci."

"Uncle Mo Ci," Olier spoke Chinese this time, as standard and fluent as Yu Chu, "Although I called you brother before, you are so good-looking and young after all."

Mo Ci rolled the ice cream with his tongue, "Olier, I'm very happy to hear you say that, but let's call you Uncle, otherwise I will not be of the same generation as your Uncle Lance." Casting a look, Yu Chu successfully received it, and felt that the other party was only saying so on the surface, but in fact he was quite willing to be inferior to him.

"It's getting late, Olier, go back quickly, don't run around."

Olier received a signal from Yu Chu's eyes, "Okay, then I'll go back first, goodbye Uncle Lance, goodbye Uncle Mo Ci."

Mo Ci looked at the child who waved his hand and ran away with his chubby calf, raised his leg and touched Yu Chu's calf with his foot, "I didn't want you to say that I was your boyfriend just now. , I just don't think it's good to tell children like this. I told all my friends that you are my boyfriend."

Yu Chu and Mo Ci sat on a deck chair, "Then you tell Olier that you came with your boyfriend."

"It's different. I didn't know that he was your nephew at the time. It must be different for someone else to be gay than for my uncle to have a boyfriend."

Yu Chu put his hand behind Mo Ci's waist, "Olier won't care about these things, and he already knew that I fell in love with an oriental man." He even knew what you looked like and your name.

Hearing this, Mo Ci didn't continue this topic. He was originally worried that Yu Chu felt that he was unwilling to admit the other party's identity. After the explanation, it was over. Remembering what Olier said just now, he raised his hand and patted Yu Chulan. Holding his hand, "Hey, I'm not a senior."

"Yeah." Yu Chu held Mo Ci's waist tighter, "What's wrong with being inferior?"

"Not so much, I can't beat Uncle Lance, he will do whatever he says." Mo Ci suddenly became interested, lowered his eyes and spoke in a cautious voice.He is a director, but his acting skills are not too bad, so he is really a good and pure little white flower.

"It would be great if you had this kind of consciousness again at night." After all, Mo Ci just pretended to be pretending now, and never played this kind of fun when pinning him down after winning the coin toss at night.

"That's what I did last night. Didn't my uncle tell me to slow down last night? And it was my uncle who said it was very comfortable." Mo Ci drove the wildest car with the most innocent eyes, " Besides, if uncle is uncomfortable, why is he biting so tightly?"

"Well, it's comfortable." Yu Chu is not as good at talking about this kind of thing as Mo Ci, but he is also good at being honest. After all, sex/love is for exchanging feelings and gaining pleasure. Who gets on and who gets off is not so important .He turned his head to bite his earlobe, "So tonight, uncle also plans to let you experience this kind of comfort."

Mo Ci suddenly pushed him away, took a deep breath, "Uncle, I don't understand what you are talking about." After saying this, he started to laugh, "No, no, no, I can't continue acting."

He smiled and leaned on Yu Chu, took a big bite of ice cream and then lifted Yu Chu's chin and kissed it. The taste of blueberries filled his mouth, and the melting cold food couldn't stop the entanglement between his lips and teeth.

Nearby are couples kissing together under parasols, and in the distance is the sunset that has dyed the ocean into a different color.

Olier, who had run away just now, took this photo with his mobile phone in the distance, and was very satisfied to continue eating strawberry ice cream.

Uncle Mo Ci is really good-looking, just as good-looking as those oil paintings drawn by Uncle Lance. If it were him, he would also like it. Unfortunately, he didn't grow up, so he can only be given to Uncle Lance.

When he grows up, he will also find a lover who is as good-looking as Uncle Mo Ci.

Olier seriously pushes his aesthetic further, pockets his phone, turns and walks in the other direction.