Chang'an fruit is not sweet

When Gu Changan came home, his mother was still making dumplings in the kitchen, his father was so happy watching the sketch, he quickly put on his slippers, and entered the house carrying the box like a thief.

Fearing that his parents would come in during the opening of the presents, Gu Changan even locked the door.

Hey, this is the first time in my life that I feel such a sense of security with this "click".

It's such a big box, and I still don't know what's inside. If my parents ask me, I really don't know what to say.

Gu Changan looked at the big box for a while, put it on the table and took a photo.Then open the outer wrapping paper and box.

"I...fuck..." The moment the box was opened, the full picture of the gift was revealed, and Gu Changan exclaimed.

The gift that Linguo sent was a handmade small villa-style house with two floors. Gu Chang'an visually inspected it and found that the small villa was about 50cm high.

A square wooden plank was pressed under the small house as the ground, and a red mailbox about 10cm was inserted in front of the house.

Gu Changan picked up the top cover of the mailbox, and sure enough there was a rolled up note inside.He unfolded the note carefully, for fear that his excitement would tear up the message that Lingo had written to him.

"Chang'an:

I don’t know if you will like this kind of gift. It’s not the kind of coquettish cheap goods that can be bought from the Internet and put together.

Originally, I wanted to make another small garden. I think you will like it very much, but the time is too short, so I can only do it to the standard configuration now.

I went back and thought about what you said that day for a long time. I don’t know if this gift gave you a little home feeling...

Although we don't have a home now, people have to pursue and dream a little bit, so you have to believe that sooner or later we will have a home, a home for you and me.

By the way, the roof can be taken down, and you can see what it looks like inside. On the first floor, you should be able to see it from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the windows and doors can be opened.I have already ground and oiled the small thorns on the wooden board. It is the kind of oil used to wipe cutting boards. It will not poison you to death. Don't worry.

- your little friend"

The content of the message was not much, but Gu Changan was [-]% moved.

That's great, our children are also seriously in love with me.

Seeing this signature, Gu Changan felt a little sad again.In front of the signature, there is a wooden character that has been scratched out. It is estimated that a radical has just been written, and it is afraid that if someone finds out about the two of them, it will be scratched out.

If one of us is a girl, it doesn't have to be like this...

Then we can hold hands anywhere, anywhere, and no one will point fingers at us.

There is no need to cover up our names, we can write our names upright everywhere, and no one will poke our names and say that it is abnormal.

I can take my little friend home in a fair manner and tell my parents that I want to marry him and that I will always be with him from now on.

It would be great if I was a woman, and when I want to hold hands with a child outside, he won't stare and avoid me in fear.

If it was a woman, he wouldn't feel so insecure. It seems that he has already determined in his heart that we can't go to the end, so he feels that every day is stolen, so I often see it in his eyes. That look.

Gu Changan took out a facial tissue to wipe away the tears accumulated in his eyes, pressed the corner of the note with the stapler on the table, and took a photo with it.Then he put the mailbox lid back on, adjusted the lighting, and took a picture of his tiny house.

Gu Changan touched the roof and eaves, and there were patterns on them. He carefully picked up the brown roof, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Fuck..."

He couldn't even find a suitable adjective to describe his mood, not only because of the touch this gift brought him, but also because of the shock he saw inside.

There are two bedrooms and a study room on the second floor of the house, and one of them with a bathroom should be the master bedroom.The wallpaper in the room is off-white, and the overall style is leaning towards a simple Nordic style.And you can still see part of the first floor from the place where you go down the stairs.

Looking in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of plastic glass, the first floor is the living room, kitchen and dining room.

Gu Changan gently touched the decorations inside with his fingers, the bed, wardrobe, bookshelf, tables and chairs...

It is my home, the home of Gu Changan and Linguo.

Not only sawing the boards apart, but also grinding the corners clean and oiling, but also making so many fine objects, even paying attention to details such as the pattern of the roof and the paper on the coffee table...

Using so many materials and taking so long...

If it is not with enough love, it may be difficult to persist and complete it in a few days...

Gu Changan took more than 20 photos of the small house, sat down and carefully selected a few, and posted them on Weibo.

It just so happened that Gu Ma called Gu Changan out for dinner outside the door. He put the little house in a box and put it under the desk before going out with his mobile phone.

"You know how to play with your mobile phone, just play around, I don't think you want those eyes anymore!" Gu Ma said, glaring at Gu Chang'an.

"I didn't play." Gu Changan whispered.

"What are you doing when you're not playing?" Gu Ma said as she put the dumplings on the table.

"I'll just watch the video." Gu Changan said.

"Isn't that playing with your mobile phone? Didn't you use your mobile phone to watch it?" Gu Ma said.

"Okay, okay, what you said is right." Gu Changan said.

"It was." Gu Ma said.

Not long after Lin Guo arrived home, his brother was helping his mother in the kitchen, and he and his father were watching TV in the living room.

Dad would look into the kitchen from time to time to urge him. In fact, the whole family knew that he was urging mom to cook faster. It was just that my brother only came back for a few days a year and wanted to spend more time with his son.

Just at this moment, less than 10 minutes, Dad wandered to the kitchen three or four times.

Many messages popped up on Lin Guo's phone jingling, and there was a Weibo notification suddenly, which was rare.

@林小朋友的天甜: My little friend sent me home [heart]~[picture]...

There are nine pictures after that, the one in the middle is Lingo's message.

When Lin Guo saw the ID, he thought it might be Gu Changan. After seeing the content, he was 100 million percent sure of the identity of the blogger.

After following him, I clicked on his homepage and found that there was only this Weibo, and I was the only one who followed him. The introduction was "Give children a big fruit candy every day, and make them happy every day."

Lin Guo thought about it. Anyway, his fans are all zombie fans, and he has no real-life acquaintances, so he changed his ID and profile and reposted Gu Changan's Weibo.

After finishing this, he turned on the airplane mode and threw the phone aside, as happy as eating a giant fruit candy, so sweet that it overflowed.

"Ding"

Hearing the prompt, Gu Changan touched his phone while eating.

@客天甜的泡糖: In the new year, please give me some advice from your boyfriend [心]//@林小友的甜甜: My kid gave me...

"Why are you smirking, you look like a fool." Gu Ma kicked Gu Chang'an's chair and said.

"Did you say that you have a son like that!" Gu Chang'an protested.

Gu Ma squinted at Gu Changan and said, "Who said you are my own? Didn't I tell you since I was a child that I picked you up from the garbage dump?"

"Mom, you're so serious, you're not saying what you mean, you love me to death, don't you?" Gu Chang'an said.

"Did you eat the dumplings in your head?" Gu Ma said.

"Hey, you don't need to say it, I understand, Mom, I love you too." Gu Changan gave his mother a wink and said.

"Eat and eat, don't wink at me."