Cupid winks

Favorite red rose? "

As she spoke, she took Zhan Jia's arm and led him into the living room: "Everyone hasn't arrived yet, I'll take you to see the roses planted by Auntie."

Zhan Jia looked at me, and his mother waved her hand and said, "Don't take him, he's seen too much, and he's tired of seeing him, otherwise why move out? Let's go, let's go."

Zhan Jia smiled and said, "Auntie, he is here for the convenience of going to work, not to bother the family."

Mother snorted: "Workaholic."

I smiled and watched them off as they passed through the living room and disappeared.I sat in the living room flipping through a magazine.From time to time, someone came into the living room from the outside, all familiar faces, relatives from my father's side.Only after I inquired did I find out that today my mother made an appointment with them to play golf together.The stadium is near home, and the whole family plans to wait for everyone to get together to go there.

Zhan Jia and I also participated in this golf party. Before we set off, my mother was very embarrassed and told Zhan Jia that if you don’t like golf, you don’t have to participate. Start learning this, shall we?

Zhan Jia said: "My dad likes it, and he played it with me since I was a child."

The mother clapped her hands and said happily, "That's good! Let's use Xiaoye's cue!"

She also gave each of us a peaked cap, and Zhan Jia and I were riding in a golf cart wearing a peaked cap. Zhan Jia seemed a little uncomfortable, and he asked me: "Didn't it mean to have a light meal, why did it become your family gathering?" gone?"

I said: "It means that my mother regards you as a part of our family."

I looked for my mother, she and my father were in the same car, driving beside us.My mother also saw me and waved to me. She and my father also wore peaked caps, and she also wore sunglasses, a mask, long sleeves, and trousers.Her white glove waved in the air and then came down.

There is only our group of relatives and friends on the green lawn.

In the evening, we ate at home, and there were a lot of people, so we used the banquet hall at home. Before the meal, my mother introduced that the chef from Deyang Tower was specially invited to cook the dishes tonight.Halfway through the meal, Zhan Jia left the table.I also walked out.Zhan Jia entered the bathroom on the first floor, I followed, knocked on the door first, and said, "It's me, can I come in?"

He said, "Come in."

I asked him, "Are you a little breathless?"

He said: "Everyone is so enthusiastic." He paused for a while, and then said: "But I always feel weird."

He washed his hands in cold water, and I handed him a hand towel and said, "If you don't like it, let's go home, go back to my house."

He turned off the tap, took the towel to wipe his hands, and asked me, "How did your mother introduce me to those relatives?"

I said, "These people are very open-minded."

Zhan Jia smiled: "Maybe I'm not used to such an open-minded atmosphere." He looked up in the mirror, trimmed his hair, looked at the trash can under the sink, and there was a pile of hand towels inside, and said, "You guys How can you make it look like a high-end restaurant?"

I said, "Otherwise, let's have a good meal, let's go to the movies."

I remember we went to see "Mission: Impossible", and the heroine turned out to be a bit like Ingrid Bergman.

My mother asked me: "Is Xiao Zhan still blaming me? He said that everyone in his theater knew about it. I thought it was someone from their theater too. I didn't know it was his father."

I said, "He never blamed you, don't think too much about it."

The mother said: "How can the parents control what the child will grow up to? As a parent, as long as the child is happy, isn't it?"

I responded and smoked.

One day, when I came home from get off work, Zhan Jia was already at home, sitting at the dining table smoking a cigarette. I asked him, "What would you like to eat tonight? You didn't answer the phone call."

He lowered his head, just smoked, without saying a word.I've never seen him like this.I changed my shoes, took off my coat and hung it up, walked over to him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhan Jia said, "Your mother came to our theater today."

I said, "The ticket you gave to Les Miserables last time, she kept saying that she wanted to thank you in person, and she said the seat was great."

Zhan Jia said: "My dad came to inspect the work, and he took a look at me. We were drinking tea in the office. As soon as your mother came in, she pulled me enthusiastically and said this and that. My dad asked, this lady is, Ma'am..." Zhan Jia chuckled, "He is quite polite, a gentleman, and a foreigner." He raised his head and looked at me: "Your mother said, hello man, this is my son's Boy friend."

Zhan Jia's eyes were bloodshot, he must have cried.I said, "I'm sorry."

Zhan Jia shook his head and sighed: "It's not your fault, nor your mother's fault." He took a puff of cigarette, and the smoke lingered above his head, and he continued, "Your mother sent me WeChat later, and apologized to me." , I don’t know, I haven’t told my family, she thought it was someone from the theater.”

I said, "I'm sorry."

I said, "Have you talked to your family?"

Zhan Jia put his hand on the table, held a cigarette between his hands, stopped smoking, and said: "Actually, sooner or later, I have to tell them sooner or later, there is nothing wrong with it, but..." He looked at me very Stop looking at me, "I have a very strange feeling, I can't explain..."

I said, "If your parents want grandchildren, we can find a surrogate."

I also said, "I can also provide property certificates, health certificates... what else would they worry about?"

Zhan Jia looked at me, smiled, got up and found an ashtray, held it in his hand, shook the ash in it, and smoked while standing.Standing straight, he said, "You are too good, and your family is too good, too perfect. Maybe I am an imperfect person, and I need an imperfect partner."

He added: "I can't explain the feeling ... but it's been with me, I've been thinking about it since I came out of the theater."

He asked me: "Ye Haowen, what do you like about me?"

I said, "We have similar aesthetics, similar hobbies, movies we like to watch, books we read, and we usually have a tacit understanding."

He nodded: "We never quarreled once."

I said, "Arguing hurts feelings, and what's the matter?"

I rubbed his arm: "Don't be too sad, everything will pass."

Zhan Jia looked at me and asked me: "If I break up with you now, in your opinion, it will pass, right? Will you be sad? Or is it because this thing will pass in the end, and there is no need to be sad?"

I said, "You want to break up?"

I said, "If you think it's happier to be apart, then go ahead."

Zhan Jia's eyes flashed, and he frowned and asked me, "What do you mean?"

I said: "If you want to separate, then separate, if you still want to be with me, then stay together."

Zhan Jia was angry: "Are you giving love to me now?"

I said, "That's not what I meant."

He said, "Then what do you mean?"

I said: "There is no point in our arguing about these things now. You are actually not very happy because your mother came out in front of your father. You lost your temper at me. I completely understand and accept it. You are in this situation. Anything you say to me, any conversation we have is meaningless and will only hurt the goodwill towards each other."

Zhan Jia's brows relaxed, but they frowned again in an instant. He threw down two words: "Good impression." He rushed out the door.

Zhanjia and I separated like this.I was a little sad, so that night, I revisited "Onitakoza", and also dug out "Cleopatra", and finally fell asleep watching the first part of "The Godfather".

I heard that Zhan Jia went to England to study photography, and I heard that he described me as a cold-blooded animal, saying that I don't give my heart to people.He suspects that I have no heart.

I don't know how he came to these conclusions.

A cold-blooded animal has no sincerity towards anyone, maybe no heart, isn't he talking about people like Shu Xue?Isn't it Shuxue?

How are I and Shuxue the same?

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The typo is to prevent shielding... hope to forgive



Shuxue is sitting not far from me now, I can see him clearly, look at him, whether he is sitting or not, sitting on the flower bed by the side of the road, with one shoulder slanted, head tilted, one hand Standing behind my back, I put my palms into the grass in the flower bed, it must be very dirty, it must be covered with mud, and maybe it also has a heavy smell of grass. This is the time, the time for the dew to appear, His hand must have been wet and sticky in the shadow of the dead branch.Look at him, he still looks like he doesn't care, of course he doesn't care, his hands are wet and sticky all year round.The wet part may be the saliva from him licking his own palm in order to moisten his palm, and the sticky part must be today.Fluid, possibly his own, mostly someone else's.He always seemed to be out of spirits, but he was spontaneous and high-spirited.His hands are always slippery.The slippery ones are either lubricants or cheap essential oils.He would carefully rub lube between his legs, between the legs of his guests, and perfunctorily apply essential oils on the backs of his guests.When I was lying on the Haozai massage table with my face closed, he was standing next to me, and my hands could touch his waist. His hands, covered with essential oils, slid back and forth on my back, rubbing them hard. My back was hot and so were his hands.He also doesn't stand properly, always leaning against something, a wall, a tree, a street lamp, a beam of light cast from a dark place, or just standing obliquely - his shoulders are always Leaning to one side, whether sitting or standing - leaning on your own shadow.Lean on me sometimes.Rarely lean on me.He doesn't lean on me until he's drunk.