I Lost My Memory Before the Divorce Was Agreed

Lu Yuanbai fed the grass into his mouth mouthful, and nodded.

Vaguely said:

"Lin Mu said that I have gained a little weight recently, and now I am going to lose weight before I go to work."

Duan Yu looked down at Lu Yuanbai's bowl full of green vegetables, and frowned tightly.

There wasn't much in that bowl of vegetable salad.

"Is it enough?"

In fact, Lu Yuanbai also knew in his heart that he would not be full with just this bowl of vegetable salad, but losing weight is not uncomfortable, and it is for work, so he should have done it.

Ms. Lu Wanfang taught him since he was a child to be trustworthy, to do what he promised others, and to apologize to others if he failed to do so.

But now he is fully capable of losing weight, and if he doesn't participate in the film, the movie will be shelved, which is how many people's hard work.

Lu Yuanbai also didn't want Duan Yu to worry about him, so he nodded bravely, "It's enough, I've been eating less recently."

A few days ago, Duan Yu, who witnessed Lu Yuanbai eating three bowls of rice at night: "..."

After the two had dinner, Lu Yuanbai first took Duan Yu for a walk, and then turned on the TV to look for the movies he acted in before.

But because I ate less, I still couldn't help being a little hungry.

Lu Yuanbai watched it very seriously, trying to learn something from it.

Aunt Li brought the cut fruit, Duan Yu gave Lu Yuan a white look.

Lu Yuanbai's expression was very focused, as if he was stuck in it, Duan Yu looked at him, and remembered the small bowl of green grass that Lu Yuanbai ate tonight.

Then Duan Yu stretched out his head and took a sliced ​​peach, and fed it to Lu Yuanbai's mouth.

His movements were slightly stiff, Duan Yu had never fed anyone except for feeding Lu Yuanbai once before.

After making this move, he came back to his senses and frowned because of his abnormality.

But the money that handed out the fruit was not taken back.

When Lu Yuanbai was eating with him at night, his eyes were staring at the other dishes on the table, but he could only eat vegetable salad, which can be said to be very tortured.

Lu Yuanbai could also leave with his own bowl in his arms, and it would be easier if he couldn't see it, but Lu Yuanbai felt that as a husband, he should eat with his wife every day when he was at home.

So one dinner was extremely painful.

Duan Yu handed the fruit over, as expected, the next moment Lu Yuanbai opened his mouth and took a bite, but his gaze was still on the TV.

Lu Yuanbai was so immersed in watching the movie that he couldn't care about the outside interference for a while, but the sweet fragrance of peaches lingered on the tip of his nose. First bite.

Seeing that Lu Yuan ate for nothing, Duan Yu seemed to be intrigued, he took the fruits in the fruit plate and fed them to Lu Yuanbai.

Because Lu Yuanbai didn't eat much for dinner, he was still a little hungry for a while, and he was still watching videos and studying, so he didn't have time to think about anything else.

When Duan Yu was fed fruit, he opened his mouth and ate it.

Some fruits were slightly sour, and I couldn't help squinting my eyes.

When Lu Yuanbai was fed something that Lu Yuanbai didn't like, when he smelled it, he raised his face and dodged back and forth.

When Duan Yu sees it, he will put it aside and try another one.

I saw Lu Yuanbai staring intently at himself in the video with a pair of peach blossom eyes, chewing the peach in his mouth with puffy cheeks.

The next moment, he saw that round cheek paused, and then looked down in shock, only to see Duan Yu holding a half-bitten strawberry in his mouth.

Before that, he didn't know how much fruit with high sugar content he ate.

Lu Yuanbai looked at Duan Yu holding the fruit head, and was stunned for a while.

Then she looked at Duan Yu pitifully with lowered eyebrows, "Wife..."

It was a small accusation.

Duan Yu handed half of Shuri's strawberry to Lu Yuanbai's mouth again.

Lu Yuanbai leaned back tactically with a wrinkled face.

Rejection written all over his face.

Duan Yu: "Don't waste food."

After hearing this, Lu Yuanbai obediently opened his mouth and ate the remaining half of the strawberry.

Then he glanced at the fruit plate, and saw that most of it had been eaten.

Some fruits are high in sugar, so if Lu Yuanbai ate half of the fruit plate, it meant that today's grass was for nothing.

Looking at Duan Yu as if nothing happened, he wiped his slender fingers with a tissue.For a while, Lu Yuanbai didn't know whether he should lose his temper or not.

After all, although Duan Yu fed the fruit, he was the one who opened his mouth to eat it.

"Wife, can't you do this in the future?"

Duan Yu looked up at him, "Why?"

Lu Yuanbai touched his white belly through his clothes, and remembered his mermaid line in Lin Mu's first machine today, and said solemnly: "You are helping the evildoers."

Duan Yu: "..."

Then Lu Yuanbai stood up and continued watching TV.

Duan Yu: "Why stand up?"

Lu Yuanbai: "It digests faster this way."

Duan Yu: "..."

Before going back to the room on the second floor, Lu Yuanbai walked around the living room before he planned to go back to sleep.

Come together the next morning, there are still boiled eggs and boiled vegetables.

Lu Yuanbai ate the tasteless vegetables without soul, looked at Duan Yu's breakfast with eager eyes, and pursed his lips.

Duan Yu raised his eyes to look at him, Lu Yuanbai immediately stopped talking when he saw it, for fear that the scene last night would happen again, otherwise the meal would be wasted again.

Hugged Duan Yu at the porch and sent him off to work.

Not long after Duan Yu left, manager Lin Mu also drove over to pick Lu Yuanbai up for private training in the gym.

Because the longest time given was only half a month, and he would join the group after half a month. During this period, Lu Yuanbai not only had to watch and learn from movies, but also had to do a lot of exercise every day.

Lu Yuanbai walked into the private classroom in the gym that did a good job of keeping secrets.

The coach is a muscular hunk.

Looking at the dumbbells, stretching equipment, and various sports equipment in this room, Lu Yuan swallowed in vain.

A bad premonition rushed to my heart.

Subconsciously, I wanted to go out, but I held back abruptly thinking that I still had to work.

The macho coach greeted Lu Yuanbai after seeing him, "Brother Yuan, you are here, long time no see!"

As he spoke, he extended his head and patted Lu Yuanbai's back very enthusiastically. The two seemed to have known each other for a long time.

However, this palm fell on the back, so Hao Xuan didn't send Lu Yuanbai away.

Lu Yuanbai staggered a few steps forward.

The macho coach saw him, and said unexpectedly: "Brother Yuan, your basic game is not as stable as before, and you haven't been exercising recently."

Thinking about it, Lu Yuanbai really didn't have time to do anything else while recuperating at this stage.

Lu Yuanbai looked at the dumbbells in this room, and said weakly: "I haven't recovered yet, so I can't lift these."

try to escape.

The macho coach laughed and said, "Brother Yuan, don't worry, we won't practice arm strength today."

After hearing this, Lu Yuanbai raised his left hand and patted his chest.

Relieved, but not completely relieved.

The macho coach looked at Lu Yuanbai at this moment and suddenly felt a little familiar.

He knew Lu Yuanbai when he was still a teenager, but it may be because he has changed too much. When we met again a few years ago, Lu Yuanbai obviously did not recognize him. The macho coach also saw that Lu Yuanbai was very resistant to recalling the past. , so I didn't mention to the other party that the two knew each other before.

He has been working with Lu Yuanbai for three or four years. He is the one who guides Lu Yuanbai's private training, and sometimes he will go to the film crew and martial arts teacher to mediate Lu Yuanbai's limbs.

Lu Yuanbai can also endure hardships, and he has never been called tired after intensive training every day.

Losing weight is not a difficult problem. As long as you do a good job with your diet, it is not a problem to lose eight to twelve catties a week.

Lu Yuanbai felt guilty when he heard the tough man calling him brother.

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He De He Neng...

Then I watched the macho coach take out a pink bookmark with a Hello Kitty-style pen pinned to it.

Seeing it in vain, Lu Yuan swallowed.

I didn't expect that such a big and thick macho has a girlish heart.

In order to quickly shorten the distance between the two, so as not to cause an embarrassing situation for both of them, Lu Yuanbai was going to flatter each other.

Lu Yuanbai was silent for a while, then said dryly: "Your pen is so beautiful."

The macho coach turned his head to look at him, and Lu Yuanbai froze immediately at this glance.

Compared with the macho coach, Lu Yuanbai is like that little chick who has no power to restrain the chicken.

The opponent punches one punch!

Lu Yuanbai was already very timid, but when he was watched by such a muscular tough guy, his legs trembled for a while.The next moment, I saw the macho coach holding a pen, and gave Lu Yuan a big smile, "Yes, I like it very much. Brother Yuan, you went to a specialty store to buy it for me on a business trip abroad!"

Speaking of a big head holding a Hello Kitty pen, he showed Lu Yuanbai a full 360-degree view in front of Lu Yuanbai. He personally went abroad to buy the pink girl's heart pen for the other party.

Lu Yuanbai: "..."

Seeing the hunk's love, Lu Yuanbai bit the bullet and said, "Just as long as you like it."

The macho patted Lu Yuanbai's back boldly again, "Brother Yuan, why are you so polite when you come back this time, we are not good sisters!"

Lu Yuanbai:! ! !

Obviously, sexual orientation is just like gender, and in today's society where same-sex marriages are allowed, there is nothing shocking about this.

What was shocking was that the other party called him a brother and brother on the surface, but secretly wanted to be a sister to him!

Lu Yuanbai didn't vomit blood after being slapped by the macho coach.

I thought,

This sister is really strong.

The same-sex marriage system was passed only a few years ago, and it has only been seven or eight years since the legalization of same-sex marriage.

In the past, even though the society was open-minded and thought that homosexuality was normal, but before it was legal, many people still had prejudices.

The macho coach was not as strong as he is now when he was a child, because he was thin and small in junior high school and high school, talked like a mosquito, and because of his sexuality, he was ridiculed as a sissy and was bullied.

The desk was filled with ugly and humiliating words written in black marker, and some people often used him as a topic.

In the end, he was too angry to question, but others said that you really can't take a joke.

However, the jokes in their mouths were double humiliation and shadow to him.

He likes pink, likes little cute things but is called a pervert, and is called a sissy because of his appearance and manner.

Even if he is simply being himself, those inexplicable hostility come from all directions, around his life, his class.

But he obviously didn't provoke anyone, but he was targeted one after another.

He lived through such a gloomy day for five full years, from junior high school to high school sophomore year.

His family was in small business, and although they didn't earn a lot of money, their daily life was very affluent, and the school they attended was also a well-known private noble middle school.

In order to go to this school, my father took off a lot of connections.

When he was in junior high school, he was timid and dared not resist when he was bullied. The teacher would help him, but the teacher was not always by his side. At that time, he did not dare to tell his parents, so he endured school violence for three full years.

He thought that after graduating from junior high school, he would be able to escape the nightmare, but human prejudice and targeting are everywhere, and school violence follows everywhere.

After he went to high school, he also reacted to his teacher about others bullying and humiliating him, but his father made a lot of connections to let him go to the aristocratic school. Close one eye.

He ignored it at all. He had approached the teacher many times and begged him to help him. At the beginning, the teacher would verbally agree but would not do anything in private. However, after more times, the teacher began to feel impatient.

I find him troublesome.

He will never forget those words in his life.

"They are just playing with you, why are you so serious?"

"School violence? How can there be school violence in our class, don't smear the class because of you alone!"

"A slap can't make a sound, and a fly can't bite a seamless egg. Why don't they bully others but bully you?!"

"You said that they have been bullying you since the first year of high school. We are all new classmates. Why are they bullying you for no reason? Why don't you think about your own reasons? Why do you come to sue every day? Do you know what people do at home? Do you know how much your parents earn a year?"

He stood in the office with his head down, tears welling in his eyes.

He didn't do anything, he just liked what he liked, and lived every day carefully.

But the days of bullying were never far away from him.

They all knew it, the students knew it, and the teacher knew it, he was the one who was isolated and bullied.

However, he was obviously wronged, and when he stood up and tried to resist for the first time, he was greeted with even worse humiliation.

It was as if a basin of cold water was poured on the head, and even the spine was trembling.

When he was in the sophomore class of high school, he deliberately chose the liberal arts class with more girls, trying to escape the predicament before, even though his science grades were better at that time.

But the campus violence still did not go away. They threw his schoolbag into the toilet, threw all the trash cans, and hung him on the tree.

When he was not pleasing to the eye, he was dragged to be inconspicuous, and he was punched and kicked in a corner without monitoring. There was not a day without bruises on his body.

He trembled in pain, his cheeks were swollen visible to the naked eye, and the blood from his nose couldn't stop flowing out, dripping on the school uniform.

He was sitting in the last row of the classroom, lying on the desk covered with slanderous words written in black marker pen, wiping his nosebleed with his school uniform sleeve in embarrassment.

The teacher standing on the podium turned a blind eye, and the students saw him as a joke.

He is what others call a pervert, a sissy who is hated and made fun of, but is also a victim of school violence.

Finally he felt that he would die if this went on, so he told his parents.

Parents are often away from home due to business reasons, and they don’t pay much attention to him, but they still love him very much. They are very angry when they know what he has suffered. Hearing that the child is treated like this, the head clenched into a fist, and the angry body will be in the air. trembling.

They set out to get justice for him, going to the teacher to the director.

He thought his light had come, but he waited for a crueler truth.

There are all kinds of people in this world, and there is never a shortage of powerful people.

All roads lead to Rome, but some people were born in Rome.

The father pulled his head remorsefully, and said in a heavy voice, "Son, I'm sorry."

This sentence of sorry was like a knife stabbing into his heart.

The person who bullied him, because his family was powerful, could destroy his family's business with a single finger, the hard work of his parents all his life.

Because of this, there is no price to pay for their evil deeds.

At that time, he watched his father hold his head and fell silent. He didn't say anything, but walked slowly back to the room, throwing away all the things he liked.

Pink objects, little cute plush dolls.

At that moment he was a guilty victim.

He threw away everything he liked, trying to shake off the shadow.

He couldn't transfer to another school, and he could only attend this school because his father nodded and bowed and smiled.

He could only endure.

Until one time he couldn't hold on any longer and felt that he would be beaten to death if he continued like this, so he stretched out his head and resisted.

But this resistance was met with a more violent beating, and one of his teeth was knocked out.

There was no way to talk, even he himself didn't dare to look at his swollen face like a pig's head.

At that moment he didn't want to live anymore.

This kind of thought has occurred many times in the past few years, but every time he told him that he would pass, and it would pass with time,

But this time he couldn't stand it.

The last straw that broke the camel's back was left in front of him like a death leaflet sent by the god of death.

He is timid, but if he lives in such pain every day, he will suddenly feel that death is nothing.

Death was not terror to him but relief.

He stood on the roof of the top floor of the school and looked at the void under his feet. He was afraid of continuing to live in such pain. He burst into tears. He didn't know why everyone treated him like this. He obviously did nothing wrong.

He wants to die in front of these perpetrators, let the society let people let God know their crimes.

They are tormenting demons, and what they destroy is a living life.

It was a homicide of self-knowledge.

As long as he jumps from here, he will be free.

However, just as he was about to jump down, a clear voice sounded behind him, "What are you doing?"

He looked back, and saw that it was a very handsome young man, wearing a school uniform, but with long hair that reached his shoulders, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were looking at him without blinking.

"I'm going to die."

Here is his answer.

As soon as the words were finished, the young man showed a very surprised expression, and the next moment he ran towards him with his legs, and suddenly pulled him back like a little wild boar.

"No, this won't work!"

The young man grabbed his head tightly, "Why did you commit suicide, have you never eaten the custard buns at the school gate?"

Without waiting for him to refuse, the boy dragged him down the roof, very tough.

He walked all the way to the school gate, but he was about to play truant. The young man seemed a little cautious, and quietly glanced at the security room, muttering, "It's okay, I've grown my hair, I'm a bad student , Playing truant is justified."

Then he took him swaggeringly... bowed his waist, and left the school like a thief.

The boy bought him two custard buns and smiled brightly, "Eat it, this custard bun is delicious."

It was the only kindness he had received in his dark days.

The boy also took one to eat, and patted him on the back while eating, "Don't be overwhelmed, there are still many beautiful things in this world."

Looking at the injury on his face, the young man frowned, and ran to the pharmacy to buy medicine for him.

Seeing that it was inconvenient for him to hold the custard bag in Shuri, he began to give him medicine clumsily.

"Did someone bully you at school?"

"They are really bad, beat you like this!"

"If someone bullies you again in the future, you will come to me!"

After hearing this, he looked up at the boy.

The boy smiled at him and said, "I won't let others bully you!"

It was just a simple sentence, but he waited too long.

He was eating custard buns, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, and even his whole body was shaking.

The boy stayed with him for a long time, and finally sent him home.

"In the future, when others bully you, you can come to Class [-], Grade [-] and look for me." The young man faced the golden light of the setting sun, "My name is Lu Yuanbai."

In the days that followed, that boy named Lu Yuanbai would indeed show up when he was being bullied.

But it didn't seem as cool as he imagined.

The young man stood in front of him, his calves trembling slightly with fear, trying to refute the slanderous words of others and grab his schoolbag.

But because of family reasons, none of the gang who bullied him dared to touch Lu Yuanbai.

In this way, whenever others trouble him, the boy will appear.

Obviously, the teacher and his parents didn't do these things for him.

Lu Yuanbai in his youth pulled him out of the dark valley, but he suddenly disappeared just as he was about to take the college entrance examination in his third year of high school.

No one knew where Lu Yuanbai had gone, but it was said that something happened at home.

After that, he never saw Lu Yuanbai again, and in order not to let people continue to bully him, he started exercising and bid farewell to his thin and small body.

It wasn't until a few years ago that Lu Yuanbai came to private training because he wanted to keep fit, that the two met again. He had changed a lot, his face no longer had the smile of his youth, and he couldn't be recognized.

But he didn't care.

Even if the other party doesn't remember him, Lu Yuanbai will always be the light in his life.

In the dark world that never sees the sun, Lu Yuanbai is the only ray of light shining in.

Bright, dazzling.

But now, looking at the ray of light in his life, he lifts up the weight pole with his waist and abdomen in great pain, and repeatedly makes pig noises.

Macho coach: "..."

Song Zhao heard that Lu Yuanbai was here to teach privately and also came to have a look.

After all, he was busy with work during this period and they didn't see each other.

As soon as I walked in, I heard a pig cry.

"Yo! Isn't the road far away?" Song Zhao: "I haven't seen you for a few days, so it's so long?"