Lan Jia's Han Xiyou

"Stupid, are you alright?" Han Xiyou sat on the sofa bored in casual clothes, looking at Lan Jia's busy figure in the changing room.

Well, today he is going to take Lan Jia to meet his parents, but... Even so, this mentally handicapped person doesn't have to be stuck in the cloakroom since six o'clock in the morning, right?Not to mention his parents...

"Can you take a look for me, which one do I look best in?" Lan Jia cast a resentful glance at Han Xiyou with the clothes full of clothes in his left and right hands.

When meeting for the first time, you must leave a very, very good impression. As the saying goes, a good man depends on his clothes and his gold clothes.

"It's best if you don't wear it." Han Xiyou propped his head up with one hand and made gestures in the air along the outline of his body with the other.

Sure enough, it still looks best naked.

Lan Jia's eyes turned red and he dropped his clothes and turned back to the bedroom. He has been extremely nervous since the morning, constantly worrying about what to do if his family doesn't like him, what if they don't agree with them being together , it turned out that this man was not in a hurry at all, and had a playful smile on his face.

Seeing that Han Xiyou really annoyed him, he hurriedly chased him up from behind and hugged him.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, don't cry." Han Xiyou turned the man around and kissed him lightly on the eyes.

"Why are you so annoying?" Lan Jia looked at him aggrievedly.

"Yes, yes, I hate it." Han Xiyou let go of him and took his hand and went to the cloakroom again, and then gave him a set of clothes with white top and black bottom, "It looks good in this set."

"Hmm." Lan Jia looked at Han Xiyou, who was also white on the top and black on the bottom, and turned around to enter the changing room, although it looked a bit...serious?In short, it's right that it's depressing, but Han Xiyou picked it for him, so it must be right.

The two of them didn't go out until it was almost nine o'clock after finishing their things. Han Xiyou drove to the flower shop and bought a bouquet of flowers for Lan Jia to hold in his arms. He also went to buy a bottle of good wine.

Lan Jia thought that the flowers must be for her mother, and the wine, of course, must be for her father.

"Hee Woo, is it far away?"

"Well, it will take about half an hour to arrive."

After hearing this, Lan Jia breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was far away.

Han Xiyou knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression, "Don't be afraid, I will definitely like you after I say it, so be nervous."

"Then if I take you to meet my parents, are you nervous? It really doesn't hurt to stand and talk." Although he has no parents.

Han Xiyou reached out and rubbed his back, and smiled slyly: "Of course I don't have back pain, don't you know that?"

Lan Jia looked at him angrily, "Why are you so annoying today!"

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, sit down." Han Xiyou squeezed his face and called Lu Ning by the way.

It's just that the voice on the phone is a little...

"Um... what's wrong?"

"Ah... Lu Ning... don't, call..."

As soon as Han Xiyou heard the voice, he hung up the phone without saying a word. Old couples are not afraid to shrug their waists early in the morning.

"10:30, you guys come and meet up."

Han Xiyou hung up the phone and sent Lu Ning a message. Today is considered a family reunion.

Lan Jia looked at the tall poplars outside the window, trying hard to pretend not to hear the voice just now, she was lustful|erotic.

Han Xiyou leaned over and kissed his pink earlobe, and said with a smile, "Are you imagining some terrible picture again?"

"No!"

"Haha... no no no."

After another 10 minutes, the car had already driven out of the urban area, and the line of sight became more open without the obstruction of tall buildings.

The lawn on the undulating hills has turned slightly yellow, and white and yellow chrysanthemums will spread out in large swaths at intervals.

"Hee Woo?"

"Well, it will be there soon."

Lan Jia opened the car door and looked at the high and low tombstones, and instantly understood that during the time he was with Han Xiyou, he had never seen his parents, let alone had any contact with his family members, so that was the case.

"Are you afraid?" Han Xiyou put his arms around his shoulders and led him to him, "My father has been dead for many years, if you are afraid, just wait for me in the car."

Lan Jia held Han Xiyou's hand and said, "I'll go with you."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Han Xiyou led Lan Jia along a small road, and soon came to an unremarkable tombstone. The photos pasted on the tombstone were slightly yellowed.

Han Xiyou took Lan Jia to sit down, placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone, and then took out the prepared wine glass and filled it up.

"Brother Lu Ning and I were still in college when my father passed away. We were too poor at that time, so we can only wrong the old man to stay here."

Lan Jia watched Han Xiyou carefully rubbing the inscription on the tombstone, and said softly, "No, I guess it must be very warm."

Although this tombstone is much simpler than the tall and gorgeous tombstones around it, it can even be said to be simple, but it can be seen that the tombstone is often cleaned, and the lilies on it have not faded at all.

"I thought about changing the old man's home to a new one." Han Xiyou touched the photo on the tombstone, "But brother Lu Ning refused, he said it would be good."

It was not the grave-sweeping season, and the entire cemetery was very quiet. The fallen leaves in late autumn were crumbling on the branches, and the howling autumn wind slanted in the morning sunshine and sprinkled on the tombstones.

"Dad, I brought my daughter-in-law here this time." Han Xiyou moved towards Lan Jia's direction, tilted his head and leaned against his head, "He is very beautiful, has a good personality, is cute and kind, and knows how to do things. Housework, cooking is very delicious. You see, I found it according to your standards, and it is really, really good, are you satisfied now?"

Lan Jia rubbed his head, sat up straight and respectfully toasted a glass of wine towards the tombstone, "Dad, I'm Xiyou's lover, although I'm not a girl, except for having children, girls will love me Will, I will always be with him, don't worry."

"Pfft..." Han Xiyou couldn't help laughing when he saw him solemnly saying that he would not have children. This idiot is really an idiot.

"Although he is sometimes silly and annoying, like just now." Lan Jia squinted his eyes and turned to look at the smiling man beside him, "but I won't despise him."

"The wings are stiff, aren't they?" Han Xiyou tugged at his face, "I didn't know who it was at the beginning? He followed me like a little sheep every day, wishing I could see him more? Who is it? Huh?"

"I don't know who was gentle and friendly on the stage." Lan Jia poked his chest, "The result was vicious and lazy, and he lost his temper with others casually."

The two stared at each other for a while, and suddenly they both laughed. People always do this, and there are many sides left to outsiders, quiet, cute, cold, and humorous...

But what is left to the lover is always the most authentic side.

It's just this side of them that they love each other, whether it's good or bad.