Do You Want to Touch My Fish Tail?

"Dudu is back."

As soon as Song Huai entered the door, he saw Song's mother winking at him.

He also wondered why his mother, who usually played mahjong outside, came home so early today.

Dad's embarrassing voice came from inside the door: "Dudu is back."

The strange enthusiasm of his parents today made him feel that something was wrong.

When Mother Song's eyelids were about to blink and cramp, Song Huai poked his head out slightly, and saw a man in a dark green military uniform sitting on the sofa behind Song's parents.

Just when Lu Mian turned around, his eyes met.

Song Huai blushed immediately.

His brain buzzed, why is Lu Mian here?

Grandpa Song greeted: "What are you doing there in a daze, come quickly and call someone."

Song Huai walked in front of Lu Mian with small floral steps.

Lu Mian stood up.

He was a head taller than Song Huai, and when Song Huai lowered his head, it only reached his chest.

From this angle, you can just see a thin leather belt extending from Lu Mian's shoulders to his waist.There are several eye-catching medals pinned to the belt.

A corset belt draws out the slender waist, the legs under the military trousers are straight and slender, and the calf is wrapped by leather military boots.

This was Song Huai's first time seeing Lu Mian wearing a formal military uniform, it was - really - so cool!

The serious military uniform made him feel an irresistible sense of abstinence, and there was only one step between them, and Song Huai felt that he was about to suffocate.

Song Huai looked at Lu Mian in a daze, and it was Song's mother who reminded: "Dudu, call someone."

Only then did Song Huai come back to his senses, and softly shouted: "Good morning, Admiral."

Lu Mian nodded.

Grandpa Song joked: "Our Dudu family is shy hahahaha, Xiao Lu, our grandson has no face and skin since he was a child, and it's rare to be shy when meeting people."

Song Huai pouted unhappily and accused Grandpa Song with his eyes.

Grandpa Song smiled and said: "Okay, I'm not kidding anymore. You two don't see each other like that. Dudu, you are going to pass the door, why are you still shouting at the admiral's admiral, more points."

Song Huai asked: "If you don't call him general, what should you call him?"

Song's father and Song's mother looked at each other and smiled: "You can call whatever you want."

Song Huai later realized what they meant.

Small ears are dyed pink.

Grandpa Song and Father Song and Mother Song found a reason to walk away, leaving time for the two of them.

Song Huai secretly raised his head and glanced at Lu Mian, feeling a little embarrassed.But he is the little master anyway, he said softly: "Well, well, let me show you to my room."

After finishing speaking, Song Huai regretted it again.

It was the first time Lu Mian came to his house, and he took the initiative to take people to his room, would it seem that he was not reserved?What if Lu Mian thought he was a random person.

He hurriedly explained: "Last time I said, when you come to my house, I will take you to see my certificate." After that, he carefully observed Lu Mian's eyes, "Is that okay?"

Song Huai's eyes were shining brightly, and he didn't even have time to put down his schoolbag when he entered the door.

Lu Mian nodded lightly: "Okay."

When Song Huai heard that the other party agreed to see his certificate of merit, his heart suddenly became happy.

Song Huai led the way, and Lu Mian followed him up the stairs.

The Song family has a special room, which is used to store the trophies, certificates and medals that Song Huai has received since childhood.

Pushing open the door, a wall of awards came into view. A cabinet in the corner of the room was filled with trophies that Song Huai had won over the years, and there was also a glass cabinet for his medals and some award-winning handicrafts.

Song Huai really wanted to show himself in front of Lu Mian, and when he saw the certificates in his room, he became more confident.

He pointed to a certificate of merit and began to explain: "When I was in kindergarten, the school held a handicraft competition. I made a spinning windmill and won No. 1." His chin was raised, and his tone was very proud, "Look." He pushed with his finger, "It turns very fast. A kid made a small windmill back then, but mine turned faster than him, so I took a Waiting for the prize!"

"There are also these little red flowers, which the teacher told the children who actively answered questions in class. I took a total of 521 flowers in kindergarten."

"I got this trophy when I participated in a singing competition held by a TV station in the second grade of elementary school. The judges at that time kept praising me for singing well, and said they would praise me as a little singer."

"This is what I got in the chorus competition in fifth grade."

"This is, I got it when I participated in the solo competition in sixth grade."

"..."

"Look, I didn't lie to you, I sing really well and won many awards!"

At this moment, Song Huai was like a proud little peacock, just wanting to spread his tail to attract the other party's attention.

Lu Mian patiently watched him triumphantly introduce his roomful of honors, and he nodded cooperatively from time to time, affirming his achievements.

Song Huai would turn his head occasionally, and his heart would skip a beat when he saw Lu Mian's focused expression.

He knew that the other party was just listening politely, but who could resist a man who was focused and patient?Anyway, Song Huai couldn't.

Besides, Lu Mian, who is wearing a military uniform, is so handsome that it is too foul.

Fuck, I want a nosebleed.

Song Huai covered his nose and staggered his eyes, and silently said a few words in his heart not to be fooled by the beauty and shameful.

In order to divert attention, he took out a small gold-plated microphone: "This is the prize I got when I sang solo in the sixth grade. I really liked it at that time!"

Song Huai's small chatterbox nature was revealed, and he chatted a lot.

Lu Mian listened carefully, and suddenly, he suddenly asked: "Then why don't you sing?"

This sentence did not know where Song Huai hit, as if the tape had suddenly jammed, he showed a confused expression, and then confused the topic.

Lu Mian also cooperatively skipped this topic.

After the introduction was almost over, the two became quiet again.

Song Huai clasped his fingers: "Next, I'll take you to my room to have a look."

Lu Mian didn't nod or shake his head.

After several times of getting along, Song Huai figured out some patterns, but Lu Mian didn't explicitly express his objection, probably acquiescing.

Song Huai's room was in the penultimate room of this corridor. When he was leading the way, he suddenly thought of his overly girlish decoration, and stopped in his tracks.The whole person was speechless.

Seeing that he stopped suddenly, Lu Mian asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Huai clenched his fist, feeling that he was probably doomed, but he agreed to take someone to see it, and now he was almost at the door, so it was hard to go back on his word.At that time, Lu Mian thought it would be bad if he hid some shameful things in his room.

In order to prepare Lu Mian mentally, Song Huai said: "At the beginning, my mother decorated my room. You know, girls are more girlish."

As soon as the door was pushed open, a girl with a face covered in pink came rushing in. The ceiling was pink, the walls were pink, the curtains were pink, and even the bed curtains were pink.

All kinds of dolls are placed on the pink and white carpet, and there are small dried fish biscuits that he ate last night on the table.Even the chairs have angel wings.

Song Huai explained with a blushing face: "These dolls were stuffed into me by my cousin, and the biscuits were left over from our cat. This chair is-is-" Song Huai was a little bit at a loss for making up.

At this moment, he saw Lu Mian's gaze was looking in the direction of his bed. He walked over and saw a huge white bear on his bed.It looks like he usually sleeps in his arms.

Song Huai was extremely embarrassed. He complained: "Oh, my second cousin came into my room again while I was away, and put such a broken bear. I will tell grandpa later that second cousin is not allowed to enter my room!" He Throwing the doll bear on the blanket pretending to be disgusted, his acting skills are close to the Oscar winner.

Lu Mian said "hmm".

Just this one sentence with an obvious "hmm", Song Huai was so ashamed that he wanted to bump his head to death.

He explained feebly: "These things are really not mine, I don't like them. I'm actually very manly, look, I still have muscles!"

"Ah."

Song Huai already wanted to cry.

"My mother thought she was a girl when she gave birth to me, so she decorated the room like this." He asked cautiously, with a bit of aggrieved tone, "Do you believe it?"

"Believe it." Lu Mian said.

Lu Mian said that he believed in him, whether it was sincere or perfunctory, Song Huai was very happy.

At this moment, Lu Mian suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and then his brain seemed to be strangled by a string, and his face froze due to the pain.

"Sorry." Lu Mian said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Lu Mian hurried out, leaving behind Song Huai with a confused face.

Lu Mian walked quickly through the corridor and walked to a public toilet in the corridor he had just glimpsed. The secretary who had been waiting at the stairs saw it and hurriedly followed.

"General, what's wrong with you?"

When I went to school to go through formalities today, Lu Mian's condition was obviously not good in the second half, and the secretary persuaded him to go home and rest.But Lu Mian said it didn't matter, he had to come to Song's house.

Lu Mian locked the outer door of the bathroom, and the secretary stood two steps away from him, looking at Lu Mian in the mirror, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

When he was in Puzhaoxing, he had seen Lu Mian go crazy.

The secretary didn't want to recall that scene again.

Lu Mian's mental strength was already stronger than the average person's. When he went crazy, no one could stop him.

Lu Mian supported both ends of the sink with both hands, clenched his fists tightly, exposing the knotted veins on his arm beyond the sleeve.He hangs his head, his eyes are closed tightly, his lips are white, and the bean-sized beads roll down into the sink, and the broken hair on his forehead is wet.He was trying his best to endure the pain to restrain himself from going crazy at this moment.

"Admiral. I'll call a doctor for you now."

"No need." After a while, Lu Mian's breathing finally calmed down a bit.

He turned on the faucet and splashed water on his face with the palm of his hand to hide his embarrassment.

After a while, Lu Mian's complexion returned to normal, but if he looked carefully, he could still see a trace of paleness.

Lu Mian ordered: "Get the radio back as soon as possible."

"Yes." The secretary said worriedly, "General, I just called Dr. Zhou to go home, you should go back early."

Lu Mian in front stopped, his body immersed in the shadows, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I'll go and talk to Song Huai."

The secretary looked in the direction he was leaving, and a chuckle spilled from the corner of his mouth broke the tension that had just been tense.

General, it seems that he cares more about Young Master Song than he imagined.

·

In the room, Song Huai was sitting on the carpet rubbing the big white bear's face to vent his emotions.

Lu Mian just left him and ran away!Ran!

He is simply a model of contemporary scumbags!

At that time, Song Huai was belatedly aware that Lu Mian wanted to use the bathroom, so there was one in his room?Why go out!It must be because he dislikes his pink room, which is not masculine at all!

Song Huai rolled over on the bed angrily, and licked Xiaobai's fat face who slept with him every night. He was still ashamed and ashamed, and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

What a fool he is, he even brought Lu Mian to the room!

It's all right now, completely disgusted by Lu Mian.

The more Song Huai thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable. He lay on the fluffy carpet, hugged Xiao Bai, kicked his legs and started screaming.

At this moment, the door that had not been closed was pushed open with a "babble".

Four eyes facing each other.

Song Huai's little feet in strawberry socks that were kicking in the air froze.

Song Huai: ...

He really didn't expect Lu Mian to come back suddenly.

Song Huai sat up abruptly, dropped Xiaobai in his hands and stood up, with his hands behind his back, he was so embarrassed that he could pick out a luxurious villa with a swimming pool with his toes.

He saw that Lu Mian was looking at him, and his face didn't look very well.

With a twitch of his head, he squeezed his throat and laughed awkwardly: "I, I'm opening my voice."

Lu Mian let out a "huh".

Song Huai now has Lu Mian's "huh" syndrome. He has a bitter face, his brows are clenched, and his tone changes from a statement to a rhetorical question: "I said I was talking, do you believe it?"

Lu Mian glanced at the pair of strawberry socks on his feet that were in harmony with the room, and her eyes fell on Song Huai's tense and hopeless face, the analgesia just now suddenly subsided a lot.

Rarely, Lu Mian smiled.

Although the arc of that smile was really limited, Song Huai's rotatable fish eyes still keenly caught it.

He also showed a smile.

The atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed. Song Huai walked up to Lu Mian and suddenly thought: "Well, what are you doing at my house today?"

Lu Mian obviously just came back to say goodbye and swallowed the words on his lips, and he replied: "I came today to tell you that the villa for the wedding has been packed, and if you want, you can move there tomorrow. "

He kept looking at Song Huai, silently guessing Song Huai's wishes in his heart.

Seeing the boy's stunned expression, Lu Mian paused, and added: "If you don't want to, I won't force you."

"I am willing!" Song Huai was overly complacent, lowered his head shyly, and added reservedly, "I mean, I will consider it."

Lu Mian nodded upon hearing this answer.

·

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

As soon as Lu Mian left, Song Huai started screaming at the happy groundhog in the room.

Grandpa Song was so frightened that he went upstairs and knocked on the door: "What's wrong with this child?"

Liu Xiaomeng stopped him: "Grandpa, don't pay attention to him, he is happy."

That day, the Song family ate dinner amid Song Huai's non-stop groundhog screams.

The more Grandpa Song listened, the more panicked he became: "Wenjing Xiaomeng, go upstairs and have a look."

Biting her chopsticks, Liu Xiaomeng pretended to sigh deeply: "My brother is too big to stay, Grandpa, just let him call, I won't have a chance to hear it even if I want to hear it in the future.

That evening, Song Huai was so excited that he didn't even go downstairs to eat, he was so full with excitement.

Song Huai waited and waited until the clock on the wall reached seven o'clock.

At this point in time, the Lu family should have already had dinner.

He used the communicator to edit a message to Lu Mian and sent it.

[Duddududududududu: I've considered it, and I'm willing to move there. 】After about ten seconds, I waited for a sentence from the other party.

[lm: Hmm. 】

It was obviously the same "um" as in the daytime, but Song Huai felt that this "um" was very different, which made him very happy.

With bare feet, he rolled on the bed and thought about it.

Sweetly changed the remarks of [LM] to [my object].

They're both engaged, and they're going to live together soon, isn't Lu Mian his partner?

Looking at the three words [my partner], and then clicking on the ridiculously handsome profile picture, it is obviously full of realistic style of middle-aged old men, why does his partner look like a gallery photo?It's still the kind with ninety-nine or eighty-layer filters.

I thought the photo in military uniform was handsome enough, but I didn't expect the real person to be even more outrageous!

Song Huai is too poor to describe it!Now he is full of boyish heart!

He read all the chat records with Lu Mian over and over again in the past few days. Since the last time he added WeChat, Song Huai has always harassed the other party in different ways.

When I saw the delicious cake, I wanted to take a photo of Lu Mian, and I added a word shyly by the way.

[Does it look good?If you like it, I will make it for you next time. 】

Listening to grandpa nagging that it will rain tomorrow, he immediately sent a weather warning to Lu Mian.

【It will rain tomorrow, remember to bring an umbrella^o^】

Lu Mian seldom spoke, and occasionally replied a few words, all of which were monotonous and boring words such as [um] [ok] [thank you].

Song Huai sometimes felt quite frustrated, but when he saw the handsome face in the other party's head portrait, all his anger disappeared.Who made Lu Mian look so good-looking?

Beauty is justice!

Song Huai put down the communicator, stepped on the blanket with his bare feet, and dragged out his small box from under the bed. Fortunately, the box was not pink, but blue.

Song Huai glanced around.

Where to start?

Song Huai, who had never had any experience in moving house, wanted to bring everything with him, and the suitcases filled up quickly.

He packed two large suitcases, but there were still a lot of things that couldn't fit.

Song Huai was troubled.

He retrieved the communicator from the bed, took several pictures and edited the text.

[Toot toot toot toot toot toot: There are so many things, I don't know what to bring, please help me to see. 】Song Huai just wanted to send it to Gu Yang's staff, but when he sent out the text, he suddenly had an idea.

He copied the text and sent it to Lu Mian.

[Toot toot toot toot toot toot: There are so many things, I don't know what to bring, please help me to see. ] About 10 minutes later, he reckoned that Lu Mian should have seen the news.

At least Gu Yang, who has not returned for a long time, has already begun to reply.

[Crazy and cool Yang Shao:? 】

[Kuangba Xuanku Yangshao: What do you want me to watch? 】

[Kuangba Xuanku Yangshao: Where's the photo?What about video?There is nothing you let me see. 】Song Huai didn't reply after 1 minute, Gu Yang was impatient, so he called directly.

Song Huai answered the phone, and lied casually: "I originally wanted to tidy up the things I went out to play this summer, but my mother helped me tidy up just now, so there's no need for it."

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of Lu Mian replying to the message.

Song Huai hurriedly said: "Ah, my mother called me, hang up and hang up."

Song Huai hung up the phone, clicked into the WeChat interface, and began to reply to Lu Mian.

[Beep beep beep beep beep: ah?Sorry, I made a mistake and cannot withdraw it. 】The top of WeChat shows intermittently several times that the other party is typing...

[My subject: It's okay. 】

[My object: You can also ask me. 】

Song Huai was overjoyed when he saw this sentence.

He took a lot of pictures and sent them in one go.

At this moment, the Lu family has guests from the military department today.

As the main companion, Lu Mian was listening to their chat when suddenly a communicator sounded in the room.

In the past, when they held meetings, it was strictly forbidden to leave the communicator on.Everyone looked at each other, and then noticed that it was Lu Mian's communicator ringing.

Oh, that's fine.

Originally, everyone didn't dare to look at Lu Mian blatantly, but this time the communicator rang so many times that everyone present secretly cast their eyes on him.

Zhou Xueying reminded: "General."

Lu Mian looked serious, and wrote lightly: "Don't worry about it."

It's just that he didn't sit for 5 minutes, and went out in the name of going to the bathroom.

Lu Mian's pace was a little faster than usual. He walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

Stand in front of the sink and click on the communicator.

The number of messages in Song Huai's small dialog has soared to 30.

Click to open.

[Beep beep beep beep: picture.jpg]

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【…】

[Duddududududu: I like this one very much, but it's too big to fit in the box, do you think I should take it. 】【Toot toot toot toot toot toot: This cup was given to me by Gu Yang on my birthday. Although it's not very pretty, I want to take it away. 】【……】

It may be that there has been no reply.

[Beep beep beep beep: are you there? 】

[Toot toot toot toot toot: Did I bother you? 】

[Toot toot toot toot toot: How about I figure out a way by myself. 】

Lu Mian found that Song Huai had a childish youthful air. He seemed to have endless energy. Sometimes he was very good, and sometimes he was like a lively little trumpet.In some small things, I can always devote extra entanglement.

·

Song Huai, who didn't get a reply from Lu Mian for a long time, collapsed on the blanket like a deflated balloon among a pile of sundries.

He glanced at the communicator every two seconds.

I thought aggrievedly in my heart: Why didn't Lu Mian reply to his message.

Suddenly, the communicator rang.

It turned out to be an ad.

Song Huai kicked his feet twice angrily.

The communicator rang again.

Song Huai picked it up without any hope, and when he saw the news from Lu Mian, he sat up suddenly.

[My object: Sorry, something happened just now, so I didn't reply in time. 】

It turns out something happened.

Song Huaimei thought happily: He just said that Lu Mian told him for his reference, why did he deliberately not reply to the message?

[Beep beep beep beep: It's okay.Panda Picking Feet.jpg]

[My object: No. 20, No. [-], No. [-]... No. [-] is all prepared at home, so you don't need to bring them. 】【My object: This cup, bring it with you if you like it. 】

[My subject: It doesn't matter if the box doesn't fit, Allen will handle it. 】

Song Huai obediently posted one.

[Beep beep beep beep: Good. 】

Excitedly, he turned into a small electric motor and began to kick his feet again, but at night he considered the problem of disturbing the people, so that the groundhog did not scream.

Song Huai tidied things up excitedly, feeling that the pile of debris was pleasing to the eye.

After tidying up, he washed up and lay down on the bed, and read the conversation with Lu Mian again.

He and Lu Mian talked eighteen sentences to him tonight, and the sentences grew and became more meaningful.

Compared with the soulless and meaningless modal particles or mechanical answers in the past, it is a qualitative leap!

When Song Huai was flipping through the news, he suddenly realized: It's over!The last conversation tonight was sent to him by Lu Mian, but he didn't reply!

Song Huai tossed and tossed until almost zero.

At this point in time, Lu Mian should have rested.

I heard that soldiers have regular routines.

Song Huai struggled for a while, and finally replied in the dialog box.

[Beep beep beep beep: Good night. 】

I thought I would have to wait until the next morning for a reply.

Half an hour after the message was sent, Song Huai had just fallen asleep when a message popped up from the dialog box he was pinching.

[My object: Good night. 】