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Chen Zixu indirectly rejected Lin Lu's wish, but Lin Shu still had to go to school, Chen Zixu was still Lin Shu's teacher, Lin Lu had to pick up his son every day, and had to beat him face to face as usual.

One day, two days, three days, two months passed, Lin Lu acted as if nothing had happened, he didn't bother to delay his son's studies because of his own little setback, after all, he himself was nothing people of culture.

Until school was over the day before Christmas, Chen Zixu took the initiative to wash a snake fruit in good shape and gave it to him: "Mr. Lin, happy Christmas Eve."

"Ah, thank you. I forgot if Teacher Chen didn't tell me." Lin Lu reached out to take the snake fruit, and his son ran outside the kindergarten without taking it, and came back with a gift box of 15 yuan each.

Chen Zixu looked at the little bear on the gift box with embarrassment, Lin Lu said, "Mr. Chen, happy Christmas Eve."

When Lin Shu saw the little bear on the gift box, he jumped up and jumped at him, shouting, "Lin Shu wants it too, and Lin Shu wants to have a happy Christmas Eve too."

Chen Zixu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He bent down and wanted to pass the apple in his hand to him. Lin Lu quickly picked up his son and took a step back: "I want Dad to buy it for you. Be good, and say goodbye to the teacher."

Lin Lu's pace was very decisive, it seemed that the previous pursuit was all a dream, but isn't that the reality?What else can gays and straight men do?

Something was wrong in Chen Zixu's heart. He raised his hand, and the sentence "Lin Lu" stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter or swallow it.

Lin Shu hugged his father's face and kissed, his small mouth opened and closed quickly: "Dad, the teacher seems to have something to tell you."

Lin Lu turned his head, Chen Zixu's eyes seemed to light up for a moment, and then quickly went out.