Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple

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If it wasn't for Xiao Xiao's apology, the distortion was a bit extreme, and he couldn't think of it as a mission. He was surprised that the roll back over the sheets did not reward the original truth here!

...and the content is to attack each other, system your exercise!

Luo Shutu licked his hair and felt that his hand was not comfortable with his own curls. He slammed his hand and woke up in the bed.

Xiao Wei was not in the bedroom. Luo Shitu did not see him when he went downstairs. If he hadn’t watched a forced and anti-forced scene last night, he wondered if he had a dream.

The pies that were hanging on the table had been put away, and they were placed next to them in the prepared box. Luo Shitu looked at the sofa. It was also neat and tidy. He didn't want to, and he opened the door directly.

The snow fell on Christmas Eve for a night, and it was snow-covered - a real white Christmas.

The exhaled gas turned into a white mist, and Luo Shitu only wore a home sweater. The cold wind could not help but tremble a little, and looked at the snow-scarred people on the road in front of the door.

Xiao Wei put the shovel aside and looked straight at him.

The youth's skin color is very white. I don't know if it is wind or indoor heating. The cheeks are red and the lips are rosy. The gray sweater with big round neck can't cover the delicate clavicle and the mottled hickey on the neck.

The soft black hair lingered in front of the forehead, and the beautiful eyes looked at it unknowingly, and it was hard to be childish.

He walked over with a smile and reached out: "Hello, I am Xiao Wei."

Luo Shitu paused a little, holding the hand and smiling with a smile: "Hello, I am Jane Huai."

Xiao Xiao stared at him, did not loosen, and squeezed his fingers into the fingers of the other side, clenching in a gentle and strong posture.

The young man looked at the two hands and fingers, and smiled and said: "Merry Christmas, aunt."

"Well," he pulled the man closer, his lips twitching, his eyes warm, "Merry Christmas..."

Under the mistletoe ring at the door, they hugged and exchanged a warm kiss.

In the British tradition, it is said to be forever.

{Complaint! Can you slow down the speed? Laozi motion sickness! }

{Oh, it’s time to go back, I wish good luck to the year~}

He vomited at this moment of hemp!

"Cold?" Touching the young man's hair, Xiao Xiao kissed him on his bare/exposed skin, and immediately got a sneeze. He looked up and saw the other side's nose red, the eyes were watery, and a little shy. Grinning at the mouth.

He laughed and took the embarrassed youth into the door.

"Hungry? Don't be hungry? Before I saw the macaroni in the cupboard, I will go and do it for you. I will eat some pie and stomach."

"Oh, it’s already eleven o'clock, then let me cook the steak." Luo Shitu solved a piece of mince pie, took out a new apron, rolled up his sleeves, and went to the refrigerator to dig the steak.

Xiao Yan looked deep into the busy youth, his mouth was light, and in his past life he never thought that there would be such a person appearing, willing to accompany him, share and support each other until the whitehead.

They live together, love each other, maybe there will be quarrels occasionally, but they won't last too long; when they have time, they will cook together, sleep after eating, or do / love... plain and warm, some too extravagant illusion However, he wholeheartedly wanted to give Jane Huai, and he wanted Jane Huai to give him wholeheartedly.

Whether he is monopolistic or paranoid, he finds that the feelings for Shaoyang have long ended in memories, but they are no longer touched, but let him be willing to let go of Shaoyang as he is willing to let go of Shaoyang. He can't do it.

As long as Jane Huai is completely intact, he is willing to be crazy.

This Christmas is not lively, but the temperature of one person is more, even the air is sweet.

In the afternoon, Luo Shitu took the book and sat on the sofa. Xiao Yu put his leg on his leg, and pulled his left hand to his chest. He put it on his heart and put it in the heart. He took it and looked it carefully. He touched it from time to time.

I don't know if he thought he had a handcuff. Luo Shitu put down the book with a funny smile and said, "What does the aunt do?"

"..."

The youth's hands are very beautiful, the whites are slender, the joints are distinct, and the nails are rounded into a rounded half-moon shape, reminiscent of a noble and beautiful description, separated from the world.

"Just a bit of a pain." Xiao Xiao kissed his finger and whispered.

"It doesn't matter, it takes time to get back to the past." Luo Shitu retracted his hand and said, "As long as it is not a long-term large-scale work, the opponent's load is not so heavy, I can finish it now."

Xiao Xiao sat up with his arms and saw his naked/exposed neck. He suddenly thought of something and said, "I almost forgot, wait for me..."

He hurried to the porch, and when he came back, he took a paper bag and said to Luo Shitu: "Christmas gift, guess?"

"……scarf."

"……How did you know?"

Luo Shitu smiled and said: "I saw it when I opened the door in the morning. I thought it was your own."

"Of course it is yours. I saw it at the mall. I thought it would be a good fit for you." Xiao Wei took the scarf and walked around the youth who came over.

Luo Shutu touched the soft scarf on his neck and smiled slightly: "I don't want to wear it, the first time my aunt gave me a gift."

"There will be a lot in the future," the young man's cherished look made him feel a move, couldn't help but hold the man in his arms, smelling the elegant aroma, saying, "The days are still growing."

"Well, what kind of gift does that aunt want..."

"叮 铃 bell - 叮 bell -"

The sudden phone ringing upstairs broke the atmosphere of picking up. Luo Shitu smiled a little helplessly. As he walked upstairs, he explained: "My mother is more repulsive of modern tools. The old-fashioned phone is installed in the study. Only she will call."

That smile is also conniving, and it can be seen that the mother and child have deep feelings. For the blood relatives, Xiao Xiao has always been weak, but today there are some women who pick up the other side of the phone. At this time, he thought that Jane Huai was different from himself. He also had relatives and friends. He was only a part of his life, but he had enough Destructive.

He is not sure, which one will be chosen between those ardent expectations and himself?

"Hey, Merry Christmas."

"You are also Merry Christmas, Mom." Luo Shutu said with a smile, "Help me and Dad also say."

The two men talked for a while, and Jane’s mother said, "Oh, my dad and I both think you are not small. Should you find a girlfriend?"

"It’s a coincidence. Yesterday we attended a party and just met a nice girl. After a few days, when you come to the United States, I will arrange for you to meet."

Her voice was not light, Xiao Xiao stood on the side of the desk and heard clearly, and heard the pupils shrink, staring at the youth.

"And the other person likes your work very much, I showed her your photo..." Jane had not finished, and was interrupted by Luo Shitu.

"Mom, there is no need, I already have someone I like."

“Really? I said, you definitely don’t have to worry about us – when do you bring the door to your mother?”

Luo Shitu held the phone and turned to look at Xiao Wei and said, "Well, when he wants, I will take him to the door."

His eyes were clear and firm, and Xiao Xiao's uneasy look eased, slowly smiling, and felt his eyes sour.

"Okay, you pay attention to your body, um, goodbye." After a few words, the youth hang up.

Xiao Wei used to pull up his hand and toned his voice: "I am willing to enter the door now, Huai."

The young man blushed and looked up and said, "Auntie, if I can, I want to tell my family now, but I still can't. Sorry, we may need time..."

"Okay," Xiao Xiao posted his face and said, "I know, you have not let go of me. I am very happy, really."

"Let's come slowly, huh?"

The young man looked at him, smiled and thought about it. He took his hand and walked behind the desk, taking out a paper bag from the drawer.

"Christmas gift."

Xiao Wei vaguely guessed what, hurriedly opened the bag, and she took out a simple sketch portrait. He couldn't speak, the emotions in his heart accumulated, put the paper on, and reached out to hug the person in front of him.

The young man whispered softly on his shoulder: "Don't say what I don't want to hear. Yesterday, Auntie said that he should forget all about it."

"..." Xiao Xiao paused for a moment, biting his ear and muttering, "You really will destroy the atmosphere, hehe."

"No big or small, you are three years younger than me." Young young patted his back and said, "Go downstairs."

Xiao Yan didn't talk and didn't let go. The young man had no choice but to give up the struggle and let him hang around.

"...Huai."

"Ok."

"Jian Huai."

"Ok?"

"Why... except for a face, a career, I have nothing, even I have been with Shaoyang, how do you... would you like me?"

- Will you regret it, Jane Huai?

"I like your face and I like your profession," the young man touched his hair and said softly. "Without Shaoyang, there is no you, I am. - What reason can I not love you?"

He lifted Xiao Xiao's head and looked into his eyes deeply: "When I am dying, ask me again, I will tell you, I have never regretted my whole life."

In the dark pupil, his face was reflected, and Xiao Xiao looked at him silently, then hugged him.

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