Goddess, I want to pick up soap for you

When I was with Xiao Mengsheng, time seemed to pass very fast, and before I knew it, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

Because Fu's mother said that he would go home for dinner at night, Fu Nanfeng reluctantly left his small private space with Xiao Mengsheng. Because it was not very far, the two of them walked there.

Just when the two were about to go out, Xiao Mengsheng's gaze paused on Fu Nanfeng. Fu Nanfeng blankly followed Xiao Mengsheng's gaze to look at himself, only to find that he was still wearing the old man's underpants, and his face blushed.

...He actually lost face in front of the goddess all afternoon!It's unbearable!

Ashamed, Fu Nanfeng immediately changed into a slightly more normal set of clothes, and then went out with Xiao Mengsheng.

As a writer, Fu Nanfeng often has the habit of conceiving the plot of a novel while walking. Because he is focused on two tasks, he usually doesn't pay much attention to the surrounding scenery, but because he walked with Xiao Mengsheng this time, he He didn't have the heart to conceive the plot of the novel at all. He was so nervous that he focused all his attention on Xiao Mengsheng.

Xiao Mengsheng was walking on his left, with a very good-looking side profile, Fu Nanfeng realized that Xiao Mengsheng was half a head taller than him... This height difference seems to be not bad.

Xiao Mengsheng seemed to notice that Fu Nanfeng was looking at him, and smiled slightly at him. Fu Nanfeng didn't know how to move his hands and feet in an instant, neither in his trouser pocket nor on his trousers, but on his waistband It's not... Eh, it's strange, where does he put his hands when he usually walks?

...However, the way the goddess smiles is really gentle.

Fu Nanfeng said he was getting drunk >////

If you are walking with the goddess, I really hope that I can go forever...

Although Fu Nanfeng wished that the road would be longer, the reality gave him a cruel face.

Soon, they reached their destination.

The place where Fu's father and Fu's mother live is the old house left over from the last century. They walked through several intricate alleys before arriving at their destination. The house has three floors, but the overall area is not too large. The tiles are old in color and the paint is a little peeling.

The houses around here are all of the same style, with a sense of history.

There is a small yard not far from the house, and there is a big tree in the center of the yard. Fu Nanfeng introduced to Xiao Mengsheng: "I used to play in this yard when I was young, and many adults enjoy the shade here at night... here There used to be a well, but now it has been filled, and many people have moved out.” In this old city, many people move out every year, and many old buildings on their side have been demolished. Perhaps in a few years, their old house will also be included in the demolition list.

"...I used to have a lot of friends here, but now I don't know where they are, maybe they have all moved away." Fu Nanfeng's personality was quite lively when he was a child, and he could play with anyone, but even he What I don't even understand is that since he was in junior high school, he has gradually become introverted. He doesn't like to socialize with others, and he doesn't like to take the initiative to make friends with others.It wasn't until he learned to surf the Internet that he made many gay friends online.

The more Fu Nanfeng thought about it, the more strange he felt, and he couldn't help but tell Xiao Mengsheng about it: "...I've always been very strange. In fact, I didn't notice this change myself until my mother asked me one day, why you never Only when I don't go out with my friends do I realize that I don't have any friends around me." Speaking of this, Fu Nanfeng couldn't help feeling a little downcast.

Before Xiao Mengsheng could speak, Fu Nanfeng scratched his head again, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I said something strange." He suddenly remembered that according to Xiao Mengsheng's numb words, Xiao Mengsheng didn't seem to have any friends either.

... The goddess will not be poked by herself into something sad, right QUQ

Fu Nanfeng was worried, but Xiao Mengsheng smiled and reached out to stroke Fu Nanfeng's hair.

Afterwards, Xiao Mengsheng took out his mobile phone and started typing, and sent a text message to Fu Nanfeng - when did you become like this?

When Fu Nanfeng saw Xiao Mengsheng start typing, he took out his mobile phone consciously. After seeing the text message sent by Xiao Mengsheng, he thought for a while and said, "It was probably in junior high school, the first year of junior high school."

--why?

"I don't know either... Let me think about it, because the dormitory started in junior high school, and other people in the dormitory would always talk about some topics, and I couldn't get in the conversation, and gradually I didn't want to take the initiative to talk to people. "

—What topic?

"Most of them are about girls. As you know, adolescent boys often chat in the dormitory about which girl in the class is beautiful, which girl has big breasts, etc..."

——So from then on, you were not interested in girls?

"Pfft..." Fu Nanfeng almost vomited... But after thinking about it carefully, he seemed to be really like that.

When the people in the dormitory talked about girls at night, he felt very boring. At first, some people asked him why he didn't talk, but later everyone got used to his silence.

Fu Nanfeng raised his head as if he had realized something, and saw Xiao Mengsheng was typing seriously with his head down, his fingers dancing pleasingly, and soon, he received a new text message.

——Perhaps since then, you have been vaguely aware that you are different

——You subconsciously don’t want to face it, so you close your own world and don’t want to go out

Fu Nanfeng looked at the text message sent by Xiao Mengsheng, feeling a little dazed. Although he always felt that he liked soft girls, and when he was secretly in love with the goddess, he subconsciously made up the image of the goddess as Qingleng Yujie, but now Think about it, if the goddess is really a cold and cold sister, what kind of attitude will he have towards the goddess?Probably--

It can only be seen from a distance, not desecrated.

Fu Nanfeng looked at Xiao Mengsheng with a blank expression. Although he had accepted the fact that he was bent, he couldn't accept that he had actually been bent for many years... He always knew that his reflex arc was long enough. But he didn't expect it to be so long, and he didn't realize his true aptitude until ten years later.

Probably Fu Nanfeng's expression was too stupid, Xiao Mengsheng curled his lips and smiled, and then he continued to send text messages to Fu Nanfeng.

——It's so stupid that I didn't realize my orientation so late

...Goddess, are you really mocking, mocking, mocking? QUQ

Fu Nanfeng became sad all of a sudden, and it wasn't his fault for being dull. Who could accept that he was different from everyone else in his teens?Most people would feel scared, and then run away desperately.

The budding of emotions in adolescence is always green and immature, even between the opposite sex will feel flustered, not to mention his sexual orientation is so different, he accepts it calmly without any entanglement, which is strange.

Fu Nanfeng thought unwillingly, at this time, he received another text message from Xiao Mengsheng.

— but luckily you're stupid

...What does this sentence mean? QUQ

Goddess, please explain!

Fu Nanfeng looked at Xiao Mengsheng with an expression begging for explanation, but was dazzled by Xiao Mengsheng's slight smile, and his whole body suddenly became giddy, and then, his hand was grabbed by Xiao Mengsheng's.

Xiao Mengsheng's hands were slightly cold, while his palms were very hot, obviously with completely different body temperatures, but they were very harmonious when they touched each other. Xiao Mengsheng's hands were bigger than Fu Nanfeng's, and his fingers were also longer than Fu Nanfeng's. Fu Nanfeng's hand was slightly smaller, but it was very fleshy and comfortable to hold.

Xiao Mengsheng just wrapped Fu Nanfeng's hand in such a way that it fit perfectly without a single gap, like two semicircles that complement each other, and when they fit together, they form the whole world.

Fu Nanfeng's heart skipped a beat when Xiao Mengsheng gave him such a grip. Just as he was about to ask Xiao Mengsheng why he was grabbing his hand, Xiao Mengsheng turned around, took his hand and walked towards the door of his house.

Fu Nanfeng was so nervous that his palms were sweating, but Xiao Mengsheng had a calm expression on his face, as if nothing had happened, but Fu Nanfeng's brain was completely overwhelmed by the barrage at this time——

Ow!The goddess touched my little hand!

The goddess touched my little hand!

Touch my little hand!

Little hands!

hand in hand hand in hand hand in hand...

His hands are so hot!He decided not to wash his hands after eating!I didn't wash my hands when I went back tonight!Don't wash your hands after going to the toilet!I haven't washed my hands this week!Not this month!wash!hand!up!

Fu Nanfeng was blissfully filling his mind, while struggling tangledly.

...Why does the goddess want to hold my hand? QUR

...Is that what I thought it meant? >////

Fu Nanfeng really wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask.

What if the goddess doesn't mean that?

What if the goddess just wanted him to go faster?

Don't think too much, don't make too much brain, too much brain damage hurts the body.

During this sweet torment, Fu Nanfeng returned to his home.

As soon as she opened the door, Fu's mother came up to her. She was holding two dishes, one in each hand. As soon as she saw Fu Nanfeng, she started to yell, "Xiaofeng, why did you come back? It's so late. , you just wait for the last time to come back, you don’t have to do anything and just eat directly, right?”

After seeing Xiao Mengsheng, her face softened a lot, and her voice became more gentle: "Meng Sheng, you go to the living room and wait, let Xiaofeng go to the kitchen to help, dinner will be served in a while."

Fu Nanfeng was silent in his heart: the attitude is too bad, right? QUQ

Xiao Mengsheng smiled slightly, shook his head, pointed in the direction of the kitchen, and motioned for him to help too.

"No need, you are a guest, how can I ask you to help," Fu's mother was dissatisfied, and while handing the two dishes in her hand to Fu Nanfeng, she turned around to lead Xiao Mengsheng in.

Fu Nanfeng took the two dishes and said to Xiao Mengsheng: "You go in first, I'll just go and help."

Xiao Mengsheng paused, smiled at him, and finally turned and walked towards the living room.

It wasn't until Xiao Mengsheng's back gradually moved away that Fu Nanfeng looked away. Fu's mother was still standing in front of him and did not leave. Fu Nanfeng thought that his mother had something to tell him, so he stood obediently and waited for the order, but Fu's mother did not He just looked at him with a deep expression for a while, then walked towards the kitchen without saying anything.

Fu Nanfeng was at a loss, but from the looks of it, Fu's mother seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

When Fu Nanfeng brought the dishes to the living room, Xiao Mengsheng and the others had already sat down at the dining table. Because of the large number of people, the living room was replaced with a large round dining table that was only used during the holidays. Father Fu sat in the center, and beside him was a The man who was about the same age as Fu's father was probably Xiao Mengsheng's father. At this time, the two fathers were chatting and drinking.

Fu's father likes to drink, but Fu's mother usually doesn't let Fu's father drink very much. Only during festivals and when guests come to the door, Fu's mother will allow Fu's father to drink two glasses, so today Fu's father seems to be in a good mood. They all got a little red.

Fu Nanfeng faced his father for the first time after coming out of the closet, and he felt very uneasy, but when he saw Xiao Mengsheng sitting on the side, his uneasiness dissipated a lot.

Xiao Mengsheng's smile seemed to have a strange power to soothe people's hearts, and Fu Nanfeng's heart immediately calmed down.