boys' feelings are always poetry

195.

On the weekend, Song Yu invited Lu Jixue to visit his home. After Song Yu's mother heard the news, she praised Song Yu, "Good son, learn more from the monitor! Follow the monitor and you will have meat to eat!" Mom was supposed to sell women's underwear, socks, and leggings upstairs in the commercial city, but because she was so happy, she went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and the job of selling clothes fell to another little sister.

"Son, what does your monitor like to eat?"

Song Yu was taken aback, he didn't know what Lu Jixue liked to eat, but Song Yu knew what he liked to drink, just the dark and bitter stuff. As for food, Song Yu only knew that Lu Jixue didn't like dirty things.

"He likes to eat marshmallows."

"I'm asking about food! Hot dishes! Staple food! I think it's a miracle that you can speak more than a hundred words with your comprehension ability."

Song Yu was mopping the floor. He didn't want to mop the floor at first, so he just cleaned it up casually. However, his mother said that the squad leader came to play at home, which is considered a home visit. Why is Song Yu’s learning environment like this? No wonder Song Yu’s attitude towards learning is not serious, and maybe he will feed it back to the classmates and teachers in Class [-]. Moreover, looking at the class leader’s clothing and temperament, he must be a child from a good family, so he can’t be laughed at .

So Song Yu put down his favorite cartoons and came here to clean the floor diligently. He regretted it again. If he had known, he would not have asked Lu Jixue to come to play at home, or if he hadn’t told his mother, he always regretted it.

After receiving Song Yu's news last night, Lu Jixue started to suffer from insomnia. Why didn't Song Yu tell him earlier? It was already late at night when Song Yu told him. If he had told him earlier, he could go out and buy a decent set of clothes. It is best to wear black leather shoes. The black leather shoes should be polished so that they walk like a gust of wind.

He has a formal suit, which he wore when he took part in the English speech contest. He thought there was nothing special about it. His aunt chose the suit for him. She said that it looked like an adult, and it was a very mature and serious adult. An example is the eldest son of the eighth-generation elder of the Baisui Mountain Nobility, a business elite, and the president of the Global Assassin Alliance Association. He is proficient in eight languages. A decent flower boy.

Lu Jixue tossed and turned, and finally decided to put on this suit.

Recently he has the habit of writing a diary. Today is a special day. He wrote two words in the diary: Come on!

196.

Song Woo was taken aback when he opened the door.

Lu Jixue was wearing a well-fitting suit and shiny leather shoes, and the nutritional supplements in his hand were brands that Song Yu had never seen before. They were probably some kind of nutritional supplement capsules made abroad to keep women young forever?

"Hello Auntie!"

Lu Jixue's overly serious appearance and a noble black suit gave Song Yu an illusion that Lu Jixue was not here as a guest, but was representing the interests of the people and protecting the sacred justice. When he knocked on the door, he shouted: Check the water meter!Yelling when opening the door: You are under arrest!You have the right to remain silent!But every word you say will become evidence in court!

Song Yu almost stretched out his broken hands, with tears in his eyes, and said: Wife!Take care of our children!In my next life, I will be a just public servant of the people!Do your best!After death!

Sung-woo fucking trots out of the kitchen.

"Xiao Lu! Hurry up! Come in and sit down! Come here as soon as you come, what else do you bring! Take it back after dinner!"

Lu Jixue thanked Auntie while looking around. It turned out that Song Yu's house looked like this.

"You are dressed so grandly today."

"Really? I wasn't dressed up the day you came to my house?"

"That day you dressed like a prince, and I looked like a pauper without enough food."

"How about today?"

"Today you dress like a righteous people's judge, and I look like a corrupt official who keeps ten Xiaomis at the same time."

Lu Jixue smiled, it was a sincere smile, Song Yu can be sure.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Yu knew what Lu Jixue was laughing at, but he still wanted to ask him what he was laughing at. Lu Jixue didn't laugh often, but once in a while, Song Yu wanted to ask him repeatedly to confirm his smile. Hope he can be happy forever.

"Laugh at your imagination. If the exam is only about thinking, I, Lu Jixue, will step aside immediately, and Song Yu will be number one in the school year rankings."

"Cut!" Song Yu picked up the washed apple and handed it to Lu Jixue first. After all, he is a guest. Song Yu is a very polite little boy who knows how to treat guests.

"However, how can you raise ten Xiaomi at the same time?" Lu Jixue took a bite of an apple and questioned.

My mother bought the apples at the vegetable market in the morning. They are very fresh, very sweet, juicy, and crispy when you bite into them.

"Well, I'm just saying it casually, to make it appear that I'm a rich and corrupt official."

Lu Jixue nodded, expressing his understanding and understanding.

"Then you are not rich enough to make such a profile."

"Really?" Song Yu chewed a few mouthfuls of apples, wondering why Lu Jixue had so many thoughts and was too picky.

"You should say: Song, the section chief of the Huai City Taxation Bureau, is involved in corruption and embezzlement of public funds, involving more than 500 million yuan, and has kept his lover Lu Jixue for ten years."

Song Yu applauded, "Wonderful."