You can eat it but you are not allowed to miss it

Guan ran around in every corner of the room recklessly, completely oblivious to the tear in my pants.But I can't wear his pants.So he proposed to take my trousers to the store to buy a pair that was exactly the same, and bring back my lunch.I could only help clean up the mess in his room naked.

Not long after he left, there was a knock on the door.I was wondering how come back so soon?Fortunately, I took a look before opening the door. Outside the door was a girl who looked to be in her 20s. She was dressed in a pretty androgynous style, with short ear-length hair.Of course, I can't pretend that no one is at home, but she insisted on making me impatient. I opened the door a crack, revealing only the upper body, "Who are you looking for?"

Seeing that the person answering the door was not the owner of the house, the girl wanted to push the door in. Fortunately, I was stronger than her so I blocked her way.

"I'm looking for E Yu, who are you?" She stood on tiptoe and looked into the room.

I definitely won't let her in. I'm not afraid that she will see between my legs. I'm afraid that what if she sees sex and threatens to sue me for harassment and make me responsible for her?

"He's out on errands, it's inconvenient now, you can come back another day." I refused.

She refused to give up, "I'm his girlfriend, please step aside, I'll go in and wait for him!"

I cursed secretly in my heart, "Dogs and men and women", and then said with a gentle and gentlemanly smile: "What a coincidence, I am his boyfriend, I'm sorry, I really can't let you in the house today!"

The girl saw that I was unwilling, so she raised the volume: "You! He didn't answer my phone, did he refuse to see me inside! A Yu, I just have something to return to you!"

"He's really not in there, what? I'll give it to him for you." I was helpless, after all, it wasn't my jealousy that kept her from entering the house. A generous man like me would definitely not care about a little girl. It's just that the traces and smells of last night are left everywhere in the house. How can this not be the way of hospitality?

Seeing that there was no movement inside, the girl was suspicious. She took out a thick notebook from her bag and gave it to me, "Here, please hand it over to him, the diary he left with me."

I took the diary and was about to close the door.

"Wait!" She suddenly punched the door hard, and she looked like a heroine among women, and then she smiled at me evilly: "Handsome guy, I'll give you some advice, E Yu is not gay, and he doesn't like it either." Man, you have been played around by him. I advise you to get it, don't take it too seriously!"

"You!" I was stunned, not understanding the meaning behind it.But soon I realized that this woman must be jealous of my "new love". Sister, haven't you heard "When you have a new love, forget the old love"?Seeing that I am so graceful and graceful, of course my elder brother likes me even more, and a tigress like you, who is so fierce, will not force my elder brother to associate with you with lewd threats, right?

I replied to her, "Oh? He doesn't like me, does he like you?" After I finished speaking, I closed the door rudely.

I held the diary in my hand, so angry!I just didn't want to tell him that my ex-girlfriend had been here, so I just stuffed the diary in the bookshelf.Then, start cleaning the house.But as I scanned and scanned, something was wrong all over my body. The diary lying quietly on the shelf seemed to be infused with some kind of huge magic power, constantly attracting my attention.Although I know that peeking at other people's diaries is really bad, but I just can't help but want to take a peek. I definitely won't gossip when I read it, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?

In the end, I still failed to resist the temptation, stretched out my sinful hand to the diary, and opened the first page.

"My birth was a mistake."

"In the era of my parents, young men and women who were unmarried at the age of 26 were already considered "leftover men and women". The popular "white-faced scholar" temperament. My mother, a young literary woman who read "Outside the Window" and "Rolling Red Dust" since she was a girl, met a man like my father who looked like a hero who came out of a novel. Substituted into a romance novel with this man, and was easily captured.

However, she didn't take a good look at whether this beautiful man really loved her.As long as she understands the principle of "the villain first and the gentleman second", she will not fail completely in marriage.

My mother once talked to me about a small incident when they got married. My parents took the ferry to Shanghai to buy a dowry. My mother brought all the savings from doing embroidery work in the factory in the past few years and the few dowry given to her by her grandparents. money.Because of the limited budget, my mother planned to buy a cheap domestic brand TV, so that the remaining money would be enough to buy refrigerators, washing machines and other home appliances.She stood in front of the domestic TV counter for a long time, choosing carefully, but my dad said impatiently: "When someone else gets married, the dowry is all high-end products made in Japan."Why do you pick this kind of cheap stuff? 'Mother's heart sank when she heard that, maybe at that time she vaguely felt that her husband married her not because she loved her so much, but because she hoped that her daughter-in-law with an urban hukou and parents who are civil servants would save him a few years of struggle.

And my grandma is also a very snobbish person. She originally thought that my parents' marriage would bring some benefits to her son, but in the end she hoped to be in vain. on me.My mother was working from pregnancy to the week before giving birth. After the maternity leave, my mother was still at work. My mother-in-law refused to help, so she had to ask a nanny from the countryside to take me.But the nanny thought the salary was low, so she had to leave on the pretext of urgent matters at home.My mother hugged me and cried and sent the nanny away.She can only ask the neighbor's grandmother to look after me during the day and take me home at night.

At that time, I seemed to be bolder than ordinary children. I stumbled and ran on the busy road alone when I was just learning to walk.My mother said that it is quite sad to think about it now. She heard from a neighbor that once I sneaked home alone, knocked on the door of the house and shouted, "Mom, open the door, are you stealing delicious food?".Just made do with it and never bothered grandma until I was sent to daycare at two years old.After my grandma retired, she lived in my aunt’s house not too far from my home to take care of my aunt’s son. My uncle was already the president of a local state-owned bank at that time.

I seem to have only a few memories related to my father. Those scenes of us getting along seem to be frozen before the age of five.In the twelfth lunar month of winter, he took me to take a bath in the public bathhouse, and I, who was small and short, followed behind him with a big red plastic basin.And he took me on a business trip to a neighboring city, where he bought an electric car toy and a vegetable-shaped jellybean.To be honest, I never hated him, just a stranger.He gave me the impression of being gentle and refined. Although my mother described him as hideous and selfish, I have no bad memories about him.

The last time I saw him was when I was eight years old, and I walked to my grandmother's house for lunch after school at noon.I could still recognize his face at that time, he didn't approach me, just smiled at me from a distance, and I smiled at him, but soon we passed each other without a word of pleasantries.To me, he was just a stranger who was away from home all the time. I don't even remember sitting at the same table with him for dinner.

When I entered elementary school, they officially divorced. I was awarded to my mother, and my father should have the obligation to pay child support. I heard that he thought the child support for me was too expensive in court?Haha, regardless of whether it is expensive or not, he has never cashed in anyway.He and the lawyer collected evidence everywhere and said that my grandfather's deposit was my mother's transfer of the joint property of the husband and wife, and my grandfather's deposit was regarded by him as a "maintenance fee" for me.

After that, I never saw him again. I don’t know if he came to see me secretly, anyway, I haven’t seen him.Even if he stood in front of me now, I probably wouldn't recognize him.My father has good plans, and my mother is a woman with a strong sense of responsibility. He doesn't need to pay a single bit, and someone will help him raise the child.My mother has been tied up by me all her life, and it's not that there are no matchmakers to introduce her. She refused, and a large part of the reason should be that she was afraid of wronging me.From childhood to adulthood, every elder would say a word when they met me, 'Don't forget your mother, you must honor her well! '.

I get it, I will.I am sensible and precocious, and she is proud of me.However, even today, I still feel that if I had never been born, or she should have made up her mind to throw me to my dad, so that she would still have a chance to find a man who loves her and start a family, and she would not be alone, no matter what she Will you be happier than today? "

I was engrossed in reading, and suddenly heard the sound of the door lock being opened. Because of my guilty conscience, I hurriedly stuffed the diary into my bag, then sat down obediently, and made a happy smile at the door: " Brother, are you back so soon?"

He looked suspiciously at me sitting on the sofa with the vacuum cleaner upside down, "Soon? I found two stores and they were out of stock. In the end, I can only find similar models of the same size for you. Put them on quickly." Try it, hope it doesn't feel wrong."

6. Woman or man

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