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Lu Mingzhou reported Pei Xiqing's class. He went out to class during the day, and in the afternoon Lu Mingzhou was almost off work, so he stopped by to pick him up.

"When do you want to sign up for the exam?"

Pei Xiqing rolled the mints in his mouth, "The second half of the year." He needed time to make up for the books he hadn't picked up in the past five years.

"Don't worry about this kind of thing, take your time."

Pei Xiqing responded, and turned on the phone. Lu Mingzhou inadvertently glanced at the message on his lock screen, and said with a smile: "I seem to see this person sending you messages often. Is it your brother?"

Pei Xiqing clicked on the message, looked at it, and said, "Yes, my cousin's son."

Lu Mingzhou joked casually, "Why does it feel like he's very clingy to you?" Pei Xiqing fell silent after hearing this.

Sensing that his atmosphere was somewhat sluggish, Lu Mingzhou parked the car and rubbed his head, "What's wrong?"

"I hope he is as lukewarm as before." Pei Xiqing got out of the car, but saw Lu Mingzhou approaching from the opposite side, kissing the corner of his lips comfortingly, "Since he makes you unhappy, then don't Miss him, what do you want for dinner tonight?"

Pei Xiqing was in a daze for a while, the two of them were like a real couple, Lu Mingzhou always treated his lover with consideration, maybe because he was 12 years younger than him, Lu Mingzhou was very tolerant to him, and even knew all kinds of things. Taking care of his feelings has also helped him a lot. If you are an ordinary person, you may easily fall into the tenderness and consideration of the other party, thinking that the two are really in love.

He raised his head, responded to Lu Mingzhou's kiss, and curled his lips: "Anything is fine."

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The weather was hot, and sweat dripped from his forehead and dripped into his sticky neck.

The second uncle was wearing a navy blue shirt with a faded collar, and he walked him through the unfinished winding mountain road without saying a word.

He followed behind him like a wandering ghost, and he could only hear his panting and the sound of his heart beating against his eardrums. The woods were filled with cicadas, and he swallowed, feeling that his mouth and throat were very dry.

This village is very remote. The second uncle didn't drive. He took the bus to bring him back. However, the town is still some distance away from the village. The second uncle took him on a lot of dirt roads in order to take shortcuts. He was originally physically stronger than the average man. The child is a little weaker, and has never walked such a difficult road for a while. He is about to be left behind by the non-stop second uncle, and he hurriedly catches up with his legs while panting.

Then he accidentally stepped on a mud ball and fell.

He subconsciously exclaimed, causing the person in front of him to finally look back at him.

Pei Sanliang stood at the same spot, looked coldly at the stained white shirt on his body, and his knees were cut and bleeding, and said, "I forgot, Xiqing, you grew up in the city, and you have never been to such a remote countryside. I'm not used to it all of a sudden," he smiled at him in the dusky dusk: "Now you will be staying in the countryside for the rest of your life."

I don't know if it was because it was too late and he misread it, or because he was too tired to walk and had an illusion, he saw Pei Sanliang showing him a mocking smile, and said in a neutral tone: "Are you okay, I see your knees are bleeding."

Even so, Pei Sanliang still stood without any movement.

So he gritted his teeth and got up tremblingly, patted off the mud on his body, hid the wound and said, "I'm fine, Second Uncle, let's continue walking."

He knew from then on that his second uncle didn't really want to take him in.But his second uncle was also among those poor relatives from all over the world, and the only one who was willing to take him in and give him a place to go was the one he needed to be grateful for.

So they rushed back to Pei Sanliang's house before dark, in the well-proportioned small courtyard, and he realized that the poor relatives that his father talked about were not necessarily poor.

——It's just because my father hasn't been in touch with them for too long, and the thoughts about these relatives are still the inherent impression that was deeply rooted in my mind many years ago.

When Lin Chunli came out, Pei Sanliang grabbed his shoulders and pushed him up forcefully, and said with a smile, "I'm your aunt."

Lin Chunli was out to get things in the yard, but when she saw him, her expression changed, she stared at him and said, "Did you really bring this oil bottle back?"

Pei Sanliang took a puff of cigarette, "Yes, I brought him back, how about it, this kid looks good, he's very fair, and he looks a bit like Jiajun."

"Where does it look like?" Lin Chunli's complexion was wrong, and her voice was very sharp, "He doesn't look like our son, Pei Sanliang, I'm not talking about you, our life has finally gotten better in recent years, but now you want to bring an outsider in, Living in our house for free, how good is your relationship with your cousin? Can you help him take care of his son?!"

Pei Sanliang passed him, not bothering to argue with her, and dragged Pei Xiqing's hand into the house.

Obviously, Pei Sanliang didn't discuss it with his family when he took him back. Lin Chunli didn't welcome him very much.

He was at a loss.

But Pei Sanliang doesn't care about such small things at all, and he doesn't care how difficult it will be for Pei Xiqing in his family if his family doesn't welcome Pei Xiqing.

Then he was brought into the living room by Pei Sanliang, and saw an eleven or twelve-year-old boy sitting on the sofa in the living room, staring at the TV intently, occasionally fiddled with the car in his hand without interest.

"Jiajun," Pei Sanliang pushed him on the sofa next to the little boy, "Call me brother."

The little boy didn't even look this way, and didn't respond to Pei Sanliang's words.

Most likely because of being humiliated by his own son, Pei Sanliang reprimanded, "Don't be so rude, call me brother!"

Pei Jiajun glared at Pei Xiqing, and said coldly: "I don't have an older brother, so he is not my older brother!"

"You—" Pei Sanliang and Pei Jiajun stared dryly. After staring for a while, Pei Sanliang was too strong to get off the stage. With a cold face, he coughed dryly and said to Pei Xiqing, "You should sit here first."

He had just arrived, and he could clearly feel that the father and son were not dealing with each other. He was at a loss for a while and didn't dare to look around. He could only sit on the sofa and stare at the TV in the condensed atmosphere.

Pei Jiajun didn't speak, just pretended that the two of them didn't exist, and let a cartoon play on the TV to himself, and raised his head to glance at it from time to time while fiddling with the car.

Pei Sanliang was on fire, his eyes lightly glanced at Pei Jiajun, and the corners of his mouth were slightly tense, "What cartoon are you watching! I haven't finished my homework yet, so I know how to do other things all day long!" After he finished speaking, he said He stopped moving, and his eyes stopped directly on Pei Xiqing.

At that time, he was stunned for a long time, and then gradually understood what Pei Sanliang meant, hesitated for a while, then reached out and took the remote control on the table in a daze, and changed a channel.

At that time, Pei Jiajun seemed very cold and didn't speak, so he didn't expect that Pei Jiajun would immediately drop the car in his hand, and he rushed over to beat him and grabbed the remote control in his hand fiercely, screaming loudly :"give me back!!!"

At that time, the little boy was at the most troublesome age. He was stubborn and stubborn. Every trace of emotion was clearly written on his face. He quickly and ruthlessly snatched the remote control from his hand. It was full of undisguised hatred and disgust, and vented directly at him: "I want to watch this! Why do you change the channel, this is not yours, get out of my house! Get out of my house!!!!"

You are not welcome here.

Pei Xiqing will probably never forget the situation at that time.There is also Pei Sanliang's secretly satisfied expression when they first turned against each other.

Pei Sanliang didn't want him to get along well with his family.

So from that moment on, he knew that he and Pei Sanliang's family might never become family members.

He thought that after these 17 years, he could finally find a temporary safe haven, even if the shelter was shaky and not welcoming, or even very repulsive, but he could rely on his own efforts to make this unwelcome safe haven. The shelter that welcomed him slowly accepted him, but he didn't expect that after going around several times, he just jumped out of one fire pit and then fell into another fire pit.

At that time, Hou Pei Xingu had severed ties with his relatives in his hometown for a long time, and had almost never had any contact with them for so many years. After he went bankrupt and committed suicide by jumping off a building, Pei Sanliang took in himself who had nowhere to go, and basically gained a good reputation in his hometown. No one knows that there is a price for Pei Sanliang's taking in. From the moment he stepped into their house, he had to bear the 20 in debt. Before Pei Jiajun became an adult, he had to work hard at their house. The IOU, and this IOU is only kept in the hands of Pei Sanliang.

Just like when he was about to leave his mother, Jiang Qianxue yelled at him in a broken voice, and cursed viciously: no one will love him, no one will care about him, and no one will accept him.He is just a deformed monster who cannot even undergo surgery, so he can only wander here alone, facing the strange eyes of others, including surprise, fear, and white eyes, and never stops.

Then he will know that she is the one who treats him best and will not dislike him.

Jiang Qianxue's crazy words were still in his ears, mixed with a sharp and piercing smile, lingering for a long time, it seemed to have become his nightmare for many years.

Pei Xiqing woke up suddenly, the sweat on his forehead alarmed the person on the other side of the bed, Lu Mingzhou turned on the bedside lamp, and asked him sleepily: "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

They had already lived in the same room three days ago at Lu Mingzhou's suggestion. Lu Mingzhou used the name to promote their relationship, and Pei Xiqing didn't refuse, although he didn't know that he and Lu Mingzhou were in a contractual relationship, so what else could they develop if they lived together in the same room? Feelings come.

He wiped off the thin sweat on his forehead, and calmed his breath: "It's okay, I just had a nightmare, sorry for waking you up."

Lu Mingzhou sat up in his nightgown, with the front of his clothes opened wide, revealing a large area of ​​his chest.He rubbed his eyes, he probably didn't wake up, he directly pulled Pei Xiqing into his arms, closed his eyes and patted him on the back, with a comforting voice, in a low and gentle voice: "It's okay, I'm here, you sleep Come on, don't be afraid..."

Pei Xiqing's forehead was pressed against his collarbone, and he could feel the slight vibration of his chest when he spoke. There was a hand behind him patting him on the back like a child, Pei Xiqing closed his eyes, a little trembling. Liang's hands and feet were tightly pressed against the opponent's body, and he suddenly felt a little confused.

Lu Mingzhou's breathing was light and slow, very peaceful, and the breath he exhaled sprayed on the top of his head.

No one has ever treated him like this.

Even his mother Jiang Qianxue never did this.

He didn't understand, did Lu Mingzhou treat every lover so considerately?Forgiving all his little problems, solving all his current predicaments, never asking for anything, even occasionally giving enlightenment, all kinds of help, and showing that he can rely on him...

Shouldn't this already...beyond the scope defined in the contract?

The author has something to say: A new hole has been opened next door: "Guppy"

People on Xingwang said that the marriage between Admiral Boville and his hero Xie Yan seemed to be in harmony, and their relationship was not harmonious.

He didn't even arrive on time for the funeral of his hero, and he was late.It was only after the funeral was over and the crowd dispersed that they stood silently in front of the tombstone for a long time.

The adjutant looked at the admiral's cold side face and the corners of his lips that were always straight, unable to guess what he was thinking.

Everyone said that Admiral Boville had been liberated in this marriage that had been fettered for many years.Only the adjutant saw a small transparent bag in his hand, which contained a guppy.

The little guppies swim in the water dragging their magnificent tail fins, moving slowly like a dying old man.

It is already very old, having lived for eight full years. Even if it is a mutant, it has already lived to an age that this species does not have. It is conceivable how attentively it has been taken care of.

It was a gift from Boville to Xie Yan eight years ago.

But it has survived until now, but Xie Yan has not.

The adjutant sighed a little, and couldn't help guessing whether the current general would feel a little bit sad?

But the answer to this guess is always obvious.Bovill is a natural war machine, like ice, like iron, indestructible, unshakable, and the most perfect body in the frontier evolution of the Star Wars era...

A heart poured with steel, the last act of the end of this 37-year marriage was to slowly put the guppy on the tombstone.

However, that guppy was really too old, it gradually couldn't swim in the water, its eyes were covered with a white film, and its belly slowly turned white, under Boville's gaze.

—it died too.

#星球虫族文, the characters in the copywriting can be automatically replaced by the characters of insects, and you will have children in the later stage, and you will like to attack first

#gong has long pink hair, is a 1.7m [-] crispy and delicate, the blood is very thin (very thin)

#受有病, in various senses, is a humanoid weapon lacking emotion, it is scary when it goes berserk (seriously)

#Eighteen centimeters difference in height, you need to bow your head when you are attacked by a kiss