I pulled the grass

Lu Wange snorted, but the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

Lu Wanzong felt that the hand on his waist was loose, tried to put it away, put the hair dryer back, walked over again, knelt down on the ground on one knee, and handed him a beautifully wrapped box with dark brown wrapping paper and garlands on it.

This is the style he liked when he was a child.When he was young, Lu Wanzong always gave gifts to him bluntly at the beginning, but later he taught him to pack them well to have a sense of ceremony.For so many years, he has always remembered.

Lu Wange looked at the man condescendingly, and suddenly wanted to cry.He quickly took the box to divert his attention: "What is it?"

"Open it and see."

Lu Wange carefully unwrapped the package, it was a watch, his favorite style, he fell in love with it just by looking at it, and Lu Wanzong was also wearing this brand.

Lu Wanzong heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he liked it.He has been thinking about what gift to give him since that day, and then he thought of this, although it was not custom-made, it was an expression of his heart first, and it was lucky to catch up.

Lu Wange looked at it over and over for a while, then passed the watch over, without saying a word, and pointed to his wrist.

Lu Wanzong laughed in a low voice: "Want me to wear it for you?"

He still didn't speak, didn't nod, and looked at him stubbornly.

Lu Wanzong knelt down on one knee again, took his hand lightly, put it on his lap, passed the strap around, and buckled it.

Such a posture is too imaginative, all emotions seem to have found an outlet, Lu Wange's tears flowed down,

It dripped onto the back of the hand.

Lu Wanzong shook his hand and raised his head hastily, only to see his lowered eyelashes, tears slipping down silently, falling drop by drop onto the hands they were holding.

Lu Wanzong hurriedly put on his watch, grabbed his hand, looked at him, and eagerly called out in a low voice: "Xiaoge."

He didn't speak, but when he called his name, tears flowed even more fiercely. He didn't want to do this, but he didn't know why, and couldn't control himself no matter what.

Lu Wanzong watched him shed tears silently, and his heart ached instantly.His fingers trembled slightly, trying to wipe his tears away.

Lu Wange turned his head and avoided it.

Lu Wanzong shook hands fiercely, pulled him to stand up, and hugged him, feeling his clothes were wet in an instant.

His heart seemed to be pinched by someone, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, he subconsciously tightened his arms, and tightly pulled him into his arms.

A muffled voice came out: "Brother, you know it, right?"

"what?"

Lu Wange felt so tired that he no longer wanted to go around in circles with him, nor did he want to continue like this: "You know I like you, don't you?" Before Lu Wanzong could speak, he continued, "It's not my brother's liking for my brother, it's I like it that way, like I like girls."

Lu Wanzong closed his eyes when he heard the words, but still pierced the window paper.

He wanted to push Lu Wange away a little and have a good talk with him, but Lu Wange didn't let go, feeling that he wanted to let go, and hugged him even tighter.

The person in his arms choked up, calm and sad: "Don't move, just listen to me."

The tears were too hot, and Lu Wanzong couldn't breathe.

All the darkness and pain I have experienced in the past 28 years can't compare with this moment.If the person in his arms wanted his life, they would not hesitate, and only hoped that he would stop crying.

However, at this moment he couldn't say anything, he could only hug him even tighter, and kissed his hair lightly with his lips.