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He is a person who came out of the closet, and this time he brought a gay man to the house. In the eyes of my mother and Uncle Fang, that means----

With a smile on her lips, Zhang Shu looked Jiang Lu from head to toe, and finally said sweetly, "Son, how old are you? Where do you go to work? What do you do? Does anyone else have a house? Do you usually do housework..."

Wu Jingan's hair stood on end, "Mom!"

Zhang Shu stroked her mouth and laughed, "Look at me, this is not the first time you have brought friends here. I'm sorry, kid, Xiaolu, right? Don't be too polite, treat this as your own home. We, Anzi, have very different tempers and personalities. It's pretty good, but sometimes I'm in a hurry. Okay, I won't talk, you guys talk, I'll cook for you."

Zhang Shu left, and Uncle Fang came, looking back and forth between the two, smiling inexplicably.

Wu Jingan was dying, "Uncle Fang, it's really not what you think, he is a buddy, a friend, just a friend."

Uncle Fang nodded unhurriedly, "Friend, yes, it's a friend, yes, good friend, good friend!"

There were three black lines hanging down Wu Jingan's forehead, how could the word "serious" be so evil when it came to Uncle Fang's mouth!

A certain friend almost held back his internal injuries, and kept smirking at Wu Jingan with his lips pursed.

After Uncle Fang left, he leaned closer and said, "Your mother thinks I'm Chenglong's son-in-law, honey, why don't we make this misunderstanding real!"

Wu Jingan glared at him fiercely, "What kind of comprehension ability, my mother is picking a daughter-in-law!"

"Who would ask a daughter-in-law if she has a house?"

"When choosing a son-in-law, there is no question of whether he will do housework!"

Jiang Lu hugged him, and said sweetly: "Honey, I love you the most, daughter-in-law should be daughter-in-law, why should I have you!" Stretching his neck, he shouted to the kitchen , "Grandma, can I help you?"

Wu Jingan broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and hurriedly covered his provocative mouth, but it was a pity that he was still a step too late.

From the kitchen came the mother's cheerful voice of agreement, "Hey, you don't need to help, just chat and you'll be fine soon. If you're hungry, ask Anzi to bring you some fruit first."

Wu Jingan pointed at Jiang Lu's nose with his index finger, "You did it on purpose, you definitely did it on purpose, you have no good intentions, show me a knife and see if I can chop you into 81 yuan."

Jiang Lu screamed and ran out of the house, followed by Wu Jingan carrying the murder weapon --- a pole for picking up clothes.

During the meal, Zhang Shu and his wife exchanged countless glances. Wu Jingan just pretended not to see it, but the troublemaker could never settle down, so he put his face in front of Zhang Shu and said sweetly, "Auntie, do you think I'm old?" It's so pretty, hehe, I think so too, the whiteness is very attractive, but Anzi doesn't take me seriously, he was seriously ill a few days ago, I stayed by his bedside for three days For three days and nights, I was so thin and miserable, he didn't know how to love me, and came to you as soon as I got well, and you said he was too much, it hurt my heart too much."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shu hurriedly asked her son, "You are sick, what is it, are you recovering?"

Wu Jing'an waited on the person opposite him with a sharp eye knife, "It's okay, I just have a cold and a fever, get well, don't listen to his nonsense."

As soon as Zhang Shu felt relieved, she slapped her son on the back with a slap on the other side, "You brat, I don't know how to cherish Ren Xiaolu for being so good to you. Anzi, let me warn you, don't think that Ren Xiaolu is easy to bully , if you dare to be sorry for others, don’t call me mom in the future.” After speaking, he put a piece of chicken leg into Jiang Lu’s bowl, and comforted him, “Don’t be sad, Xiao Lu, if you have any grievances in the future, just tell auntie, don’t worry, auntie will help you Make up your mind, if he dares to forgive you, I will not forgive him first."

Wu Jing'an squinted at Jiang Lu, and the ignorant Jiang Lu gnawed on the chicken leg.

As soon as the bowls and chopsticks were put down here, Wu Jingan put Jiang Lu's arms around him and carried him to the hut.

Putting his hands against the wall and sandwiching him, Wu Jingan finally vented his pent-up anger, "You're fucking playing me for fun, aren't you? Tell me, why are you here?"

Jiang Lu looked around, lowered his head shyly, "Honey, this pose is too ambiguous, you will make me dream about something."

Wu Jingan put down his hands and threw him on the bed, "In order not to disappoint your performance, I might as well force you."

With lust on his face, Jiang Lu unbuttoned the button slowly, "I knew you had such thoughts, come on honey, take it easy, people are afraid of pain."

Wu Jingan said in frustration: "When did I beat you, Jiang Lu, have you played enough?"

Jiang Lu stretched out his hands and closed his eyes comfortably, "Anzi, I said I was really worried about you, don't you believe me at all?"

Wu Jing stared at him steadily for a while, sighed, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and threw it to him, then lit it himself.

In the summer afternoon, the heat wave rushed into the house with the fragrance of flowers, the sound of choking pot came from someone's kitchen, and the woman in the next building stuck her head out of the window and called her children to go upstairs for dinner.

Wu Jingan took a few puffs of cigarettes, then looked back at Jiang Lu who was lying on the bed with his arms covering his eyes.

"You and Zhang Qi, are you separated?"

Jiang Lu let out a helpless sigh, his voice was low and weak, "That's right!"

This result was expected by Wu Jingan, the couple who had been pessimistic had finally split up. I don't know if this is a good thing for Jiang Lu.

Wu Jing'an didn't want to ask too many questions, so he pinched the smoke and kicked Jiang Lu's calf, "Get up, don't make trouble for my mother outside."

Jiang Lu looked up at him, with a look of grievance on his face, "Honey, I just lost my love! I'm still sad, okay, you treat me like this as a friend?"

Wu Jingan smiled, "Didn't you say that breaking up a relationship is preparing for the next relationship? Let's go, go out and look for it, maybe you will meet it."

After finishing speaking, Wu Jingan turned around and left the room.

Jiang Lu stayed in the hut to feel his feelings alone for a long time, Wu Jingan didn't rush him, and sat in the yard smoking a cigarette looking at the pots of flowers and plants that Uncle Fang regarded as precious.

After a long time, Jiang Lu walked out of the house, took a deep breath of the cigarette with his hand that was holding the cigarette.

Wu Jingan said disgustedly: "Have you had a check-up, are you sick?"

Jiang Lu forcefully squeezed his handsome face to a distance of one centimeter from him, "Honey, I have a terminal illness that I can't live without you, what should I do, you want me to live, ahhh"

Wu Jingan stood up and strode out the door, "Seek a doctor if you are sick, and don't die in my house."

"You have no conscience." Jiang Lu chased out angrily.

The two went to City C by car. Wu Jingan bought clothes for his mother and Uncle Fang respectively, and Jiang Lu bought a pair of sexy underwear for himself.

When paying, Wu Jingan stared at Jiang Lu as he put sexy panties conjured up out of nowhere on top of the pile of clothes he bought, and said shamelessly: "Let's tie it together!"

The cashier was probably smiling, he was too familiar with the expression on his face that he wanted to laugh but suppressed it.

The corner of Wu Jingan's mouth twitched and his fists were clenched tightly, "If I tm sympathize with you again, I won't believe Wu!"

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when we got home, Zhang Shu scolded Wu Jingan for wasting money and happily went into the house with new clothes to try on. Uncle Fang patted Wu Jingan's shoulder, smiling the same for thousands of years.

The next day, Wu Jingan and Jiang Lu went to the Food Expo to join in the fun. The second day of the event was still crowded, and the two managed to squeeze in. Jiang Lu squeezed a red date and stuffed it in Wu Jingan's mouth, "Sweet or not?"

Wu Jingan replied with a word of praise, "Taste it yourself."

The master who sold the cake machine baked a few small cakes on the spot, Jiang Lu dragged Wu Jingan into the pile of mothers, took the small cakes handed by the master, and nodded while eating, "Yeah, this is good, hey, An Zi, turn around Buy one for your niece."

Wu Jingan also took one and threw it into his mouth. It was soft and fragrant and tasted very good, "Okay, your son likes to eat cakes too, it's so healthy to bake it yourself, let's buy one!"

The master smiled happily and praised his machine, and then asked the two of them, "Pack two sets"

Jiang Lu looked around, "Where is my wife, she has all the money!"

Wu Jing'an looked nervous, "She is in charge of the two children, don't get lost, go find them quickly."

Leaving the stall, the two laughed from ear to ear.

The beautiful shopping guide handed over two small cups of coffee,

"Gentlemen try our mocha from $%^&*@#"

Wu Jingan tasted a small cup with a serious expression, "Well, the smell is very good, let's have some."

Jiang Lu nodded in agreement, "Okay, come on."

The shopping guide happily went back to get the coffee can, Jiang Lu touched her body, "Hey, where is my wallet, is it with you?"

Wu Jingan looked surprised, "Are you kidding me? You pretended to keep the money, so it won't be stolen!"

Jiang Lu strode forward, "What are you talking about, hurry up and find it."

Annoyed, Wu Jingan followed him and squeezed forward, leaving the shopping guide lady standing there blankly.

A group of people gathered in front of the dim sum stand, and the owner tried his best to explain how good his products were. No one noticed that a hand came in through the crowd, grabbed a handful of nougat, and then disappeared quietly.

Wu Jing'an was chewing the sugar that was too sweet, and said obediently, "It's not good for us to cheat food and drink like this!"

Jiang Lu glanced at him contemptuously, "Half of the people who come to the food fair are like us. Besides, whoever buys it is not allowed to taste it before buying it. We are just trying to eat it."

From the non-staple food snack area to the meat industry exhibition area, from the Taiwanese food area to the beverage area, the two of them who had been busy all morning returned home with a few not-so-authentic authentic specialties while stroking their chubby bellies.

In the afternoon, I went to the agency to buy a train ticket, and at night, I was squeezed into Wu Jingan's 1.2-meter single bed. Jiang Lu said with a bit of sentimentality: "Honey, I'm leaving tomorrow."

In addition to the few days before taking care of him, Jiang Lu took too long leave, even if he didn't say anything, Wu Jingan would kick him out.

"Hurry up, don't squeeze me here."

Jiang Lu hugged him from behind, pressed his forehead against the back of his head, and sighed softly, "Will you miss me?"

Wu Jingan couldn't take it anymore and broke his hand, "Why are you hugging him so tightly, spring is already over, why are you in love!"

Jiang Lu said: "Can you, let me hug you for a while, just for a while."

Wu Jingan stopped moving, and put his hand lightly on the back of his hand,

"Do you really like that Zhang Qi?"

Jiang Lu said: "I like it, why don't I like it! He is very cute, sometimes he acts like a baby, you don't know how sexy he is when he pouts. Anzi, I really plan to calm down and get along with him well. I am not very capable, but as long as he is willing, I think I will treat him very well."

What kind of mood did Jiang Lu say these words? He used to think that he and Zhang Qi were together to make him look good, know how to play, and take it out to save face.Now it seems that Jiang Lu also paid sincerely.

However, how can such a monster be dealt with by a mortal like him.

Wu Jingan said, "Then why are we divided?"

This time Jiang Lu didn't answer the call immediately, but just tightened his hand.

After a long time, when Wu Jingan thought he would not answer and fell asleep, he said as if he had exhausted all his strength: "He said that he never loved me."

Wu Jingan scolded his mother a little excitedly, and wanted to turn around but was held tightly by Jiang Lu, unable to move. He said angrily, "He's playing with you! I don't want to play with you for so long!"

Jiang Lu fell silent again, Wu Jingan's mind flashed, and he asked suspiciously, "Apart from eating, drinking, shopping, have you ever given him money?"

Jiang Lu buried his head into the back of Wu Jingan's neck.

"5 yuan, he said his mother was sick and needed money to see a doctor urgently."

Wu Jingan closed his eyes and said without thinking, "Idiot!"

He really wanted to scold Jiang Lu for a good meal. He usually looks like a shrewd person, but he could still be fooled by this little bastard, and his brain was eaten by a dog!

It would be worth it if he could wake him up, but--

The current Jiang Lu is a defeated rooster, so decadent that he can't recover from it. No amount of lessons can do much except increase his sadness and troubles.

Wu Jingan resisted the swear words that came out into a long sigh, and patted the back of the man's hand comfortingly, "Okay, don't be sad, it's not worth it for that kind of person. In the future----"

Wu Jingan couldn't talk about the future.

Will there be better ones? Who can guarantee this kind of thing? Talking empty words makes me feel sick and panic when I hear it.

Can people like them really meet, good people?

It doesn't matter even if you are ugly, even if you are not very particular, even if you have a bad temper, even if you are poor and stupid.

As long as you are willing to be with yourself with your heart, not for fun or cheating, or for the purpose of short-term happiness, then it is him.

But, can such a person really be found?

After getting up at five o'clock the next day, Jiang Lu was deeply touched by Mama Wu.

The old lady got up at four o'clock and made two pots of steamed buns, more than half of which was filled for Jiang Lu, saying that they were freshly made and delicious.

Jiang Lu's tears, which should not be flicked easily, rolled in his eyes. He hugged the old lady for a while, sobbing and said: "Auntie, my mother died early, can I call you mom?"

Early in the morning, a simple old lady was tearing up, and she was so excited that she patted him on the back, "Son, from now on, you will be my son just like An Zi, come and sit here often!"