Plan carefully

Mu Yu said he was nervous.

"It's okay, our parents are very kind people..." I comforted him.

He said sullenly, "It's not all because of this..."

"En? Why are you still nervous?" I stroked his short hair, warm ears, down, over the neck, neckline, into his clothes, feeling the soft skin on his shoulders slightly higher than usual body temperature.

"An Ran, it's the first time I feel that the feeling of not having money is so uncomfortable, it's just a piece of clothing you like, and it's so difficult for me... You are a person who is used to living a good life, I'm afraid I'll wrong you... "

Hey, why does this sound so awkward? "Hey, what are you talking about, are you going around thinking that my young master is acting?" Due to the intimate hug between us, this reproach sounded weak, but the following sentence was even more spineless , "...I don't do this next time, can't I?"

Mu Yu took out my hand that was lingering under his T-shirt, and slowly sat up straight. He looked at me and said, "An Ran, I don't hate you, I hate myself. I'm afraid I won't be able to give you what you want, and I'm afraid to take care of you. I'm not good for you, I'm afraid my uncles and aunts will ask, I can't say that I have the ability to let you live freely."

I admit that I was very moved, especially his serious expression and tone, which made me feel that he is very... sexy at this moment.My subconscious reaction was to suddenly jump over and pin him under my body.Mu Yu was caught off guard and was hit by me.He didn't panic, and looked at me quietly, with a charming tenderness in his eyes.

I lightly poked him between the eyebrows with my finger, "What are you thinking about? I have hands, feet, food, and ability. When did I say I need you to support me? What do you think I am? Little boy?"

Mu Yu grabbed my hand and said helplessly, "You, what else can I think of you as a wife of course."

I was choked by what he said as a matter of course, and I didn't know how to respond for a moment.His face was inexplicably on fire, and his heart seemed to be melted by the heat. "Damn child..." I muttered and cursed, trying to avoid his focused eyes.

Then, the guy held my shoulders, turned easily, and switched places with me.He said, An Ran, give me some time...I won't let you be wronged...

Obviously I was self-willed, but why did I feel wronged when I came to you? You treat me so well, how can I let you go?

I nodded silly, smiled silly, and when he was dazed, I rudely tore off his T-shirt, raised my legs around his waist, and asked him for the deepest affection with the most explicit kiss .

I'm not good at all, what I want most now is to have fun with you every night.

The next day I got up early and went home by car, I leaned comfortably on Mu Yu and slept all the way.Two hours later, we got off the bus, took a taxi for 10 minutes, and we were already standing downstairs at my house.Mu Yu looked at me and suddenly said, "Are you here so soon?"

I couldn't help laughing, and joked, "Why don't you go downstairs and make mental preparations..."

He was silent for a while, and replied with a determined face, "I'm ready to go all the way... let's go..."

That posture...I tugged on his sleeve, "Relax, you are going to meet your parents-in-law and not behead..."

"...beheading might be easier..." he whispered.

Of course my parents are very supportive.

Dad took out all kinds of dried fruits and put them on the tea table, and gave us both a cup of hot Lulu.While nagging and complaining that I never came home, my mother took Mu Yu's hand and praised him from head to toe, and asked him enthusiastically, what's his name, where did he come from, how old is he, and where does he work? ?Mu Yu replied one by one, and in exchange for my mother's praise, "This child, how good, looks safe... An Ran, you see that he is younger than you..."

Mu Yu doesn't know, but I know very well that every time I bring friends back, my parents are always so close.They know that as long as the friends I bring home are my close buddies, they all come to see them as their sons.Of course, there are not many in total after all these years.Wu Yue is one of them, and the rest are wandering in other places, and they usually only get together during the Chinese New Year.

My mother is very satisfied with the oven I bought, and I told her that this oven was a gift from Mu Yu.She glared at me, and blamed, "Why are you so embarrassed to let people spend money?" Mu Yu quickly said, "It doesn't cost money, it's just a little thought, as long as Auntie likes it."

I put my arms around Mu Yu's shoulders and said to my mother, "What's the matter with the expense? In our relationship, my home is his home, and my mother is his mother... Mu Yu, right?" I turned my head and asked Mu Yu, and turned to him Squeezing his eyes, he was probably taken aback by my boldness, he stared at me with big eyes, and nodded a little stiffly.

I'm used to talking nonsense, my mother didn't care, she grabbed a piece of plum meat and stuffed it into my mouth, "How can you talk like that... Mu Yu, don't be polite with this place, you know? Just treat it like your own home." Mu Yu Taking the pistachios she handed over with both hands, he couldn't stop nodding.

Dad sat with us for a while, then got up and went to the kitchen. When he came out, he was holding two small cages in his hand.

"Didn't you eat breakfast?" Dad said, but he wasn't asking me.He knows I'm lazy, and I'm sure I won't have time to eat when I get home early.

He put the cage drawer on the dining table, opened it, and for a while, the room was filled with fragrance.

I didn't feel hungry at first, but when I was hooked by the scent, I realized that my stomach was uncomfortably empty, so I jumped over in three steps at a time.

“Steam Dumplings with Shrimp!”

My favorite!The attractive pink color of the prawns is exposed from under the translucent skin, and the green ones next to it should be leeks.They are really my parents!I grabbed it with my hands, but my father hit the back of his hand with chopsticks, "No rules!" He held two sets of bowls and chopsticks, "I don't know if I ask Xiao Han to eat with me?"

Mu Yu was dragged to the dining table by my mother a long time ago. She said that she knew that we would not be able to have breakfast if we drove so early, so she prepared steamed dumplings, let us put the bar mat first, and have a good meal at noon.

Mu Yu was no longer so nervous, but still a little cautious.I pushed him on the chair, turned around and said to the two old people, "How can you make people eat you by staring at him! All right, you two can do whatever you want, I'll just watch him."

"You're the only one who has a lot to do!" My mother poked me on the head, told Mu Yu to eat more, and then turned and went back to watch TV.

The old man brought out two bowls of black porridge with the aroma of sesame seeds: "Your mother made this with a soymilk machine... Serve it yourself after eating..." Put a bowl for Mu Yu and me, and he Then I wandered back to my mother and sat down, and opened the newspaper.

We were the only two left at the table.

Mu Yu took a bite of the steamed dumpling I gave him, with a strange expression on his face.

"How does it taste?" I asked, remembering that this kid is also a picky eater, I secretly guessed that he would not eat shrimps either!

"It's delicious." Mu Yu smiled back at me.

"That's it! My mother's handicraft!" Satisfied, I asked him in a low voice, "Hey, my parents are nice, right? I just said there's no need to be nervous."

Mu Yu nodded, "Your family is really nice."

"What about my family, our family..." I snickered, and put my favorite steamed dumplings on Mu Yu's plate one by one, "I can't eat too much, there is a big meal at noon..."

Sure enough, before our table was cleared, my mother started asking me about the dishes for lunch.

"Fish in tomato sauce, steamed pork with rice flour, pork knuckles with peanuts...the pork head from Jingjingzhai...the sausages from Houyi..." I always reported the names of my favorite dishes. Sui Nian, "you can't eat without meat, how come you can't gain weight? An Ran, isn't the food in your workplace bad?" I seized the opportunity to flatter me a little, "No matter how good the food in the workplace is, you can be with my mother Would you like to compare your craftsmanship?" Niangqin's face instantly turned into a flower.

"I heard you are arguing, what does Xiao Han like to eat?" the old man asked.

Seeing that we were all looking at him, Mu Yu hurriedly said, "I can eat anything..."

I will pretend to be cute so soon, I laughed secretly, I only know that this guy doesn't like sesame mung beans, I really don't know the rest.

Parents thought he was being polite, so they didn't continue to ask.The old couple let the two of us rest, they went out for a walk, and bought vegetables at the vegetable market by the way.

The moment the door closed, I saw Mu Yu sit down with a sigh of relief.I moved closer to him, and he stretched out his arms and pulled me into his arms.

"Mu Yu, both my parents like you."

"It's because they love you that they treat your friends so well." He smiled and continued, "I finally understand now that you are so warm and lovable. It has a lot to do with people's pain!"

"This is mainly my own efforts...and charm." I became more and more complacent, and in Wu Yue's words, nothing was enough for me.

I took Mu Yu to visit my house systematically.I've already seen the living room. Let's start with my parents' bedroom. Actually, there's nothing to see. The decoration and layout are very ordinary. Fortunately, it's clean.Then there is my dad's study. My dad worked in the Cultural Palace before retiring. He always said that he was a cultural person. One of the evidences is that his study is full of two bookshelves.These books take up an entire wall, covering everything from astronomy, geography, literature, and politics, and my father likes to toss and play when he is free, so he calls it "sorting out".It's a pity that he gave birth to a son like me who didn't like reading by nature. I grew up so big that I didn't finish reading a single book on the bookshelf.

Mu Yu was very pleasantly surprised. After I said to read it casually, I picked up a copy of Yu Qiuyu's "Cultural Journey". I pulled a wicker chair and asked him to sit by the desk.The morning sun reflected white light on the paper, and that light fell into Mu Yu's eyes, making the pupils of the eyes crystal clear.His movement of flipping the paper was almost elegant, and the ink-scented book breath melted the coldness of his body. Every time he faced the book, he softened, like a college student who didn't know much about the world.

I took the "World Plateau Scenery Photography Collection" and sat next to him flipping through it, but I couldn't stand it.No matter how good the scenery is, my favorite scenery is right in front of me.

He occasionally raised his head and smiled casually at me, which was thrilling and so beautiful that it took my breath away.Resisting the urge to pounce, I patiently waited for him to finish one of the pages, then closed the cover and carefully returned the book to its original position on the shelf.

"Stop watching?" I asked.

"I don't read it," Mu Yu replied, "I liked his prose when I was in high school."

"Don't like it now?"

He shook his head, "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that that era has passed. At that time, there were many thoughts and thoughts, but now there are no more. Now there are current things."

I wonder, "what's the matter"

Mu Yu patted my face, "You haven't shown me your room yet?"

"Oh!"

My room is not big, much smaller than where Mu Yu lives now.Simple furnishings, bed, wardrobe, desk, small bookcase, and a small balcony full of potted plants.I spent the first ten years of my life here. I told Mu Yu the origin of those cracks on the floor tiles, the silly military training photo by the bedside, and the graffiti on the wall that have been preserved until now. Mu Yu let me Holding his hand and chatting with him.

There were two thin quilts on the bed, and I rubbed my face into the quilts. Sure enough, the ones that were newly dried yesterday still had the warm smell left by the sun.

"Did you see, parents have already made arrangements, let's squeeze together on my little bed tonight." I pulled Mu Yu to let him sit down beside me, "Why don't you sleep for a while, um, you It's pretty tiring too."

Yesterday I pestered him until very late, and he got up early to pack things in the morning. He was the one who carried the heavy things along the way. I slept for two hours on the way. He had to take care of the things and he was nervous He couldn't rest, and he wasn't made of iron, so how could he not be tired?

Mu Yu leaned over softly, put her head on my shoulder, and insisted that she was not sleepy.

As a result, when I casually chatted with him about my childhood, he just leaned against me and fell asleep.