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Lu Shenxing was not doing well as a result of eating and living together with someone with mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder.
He came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Cheng Zi was lying on a spot beside the bed in Doraemon pajamas, with black hair sticking to his forehead. He looked over with dark and clear eyes, nervous and expectant, as if he was waiting to be pampered. little daughter-in-law.
"Uncle, your hair is still dripping."
"Huh?" Lu Shenxing made a sound from his nose, and it was obvious that he didn't take it seriously with his casual temperament.
Cheng Zi stood up, took a dry towel and covered Lu Shenxing's head, rubbed it with his hands, and spoke in a gentle tone, as if he was teaching the disobedient child, "If the water is not wiped clean, the clothes will get wet and drip." On to the wooden floor.”
The naughty boy Lu Shenxing squinted, "Why don't you go home and come to me?"
Cheng Zi rubbed the towel and said calmly, "Today is Christmas Eve."
Christmas Eve? Lu Shenxing was no stranger to this festival, but it felt like it happened a long time ago. He raised his eyebrows, "Then you won't go back tomorrow night?"
Cheng Zi's expression was calm, "It's Christmas tomorrow."
"The day after tomorrow?" Lu Shenxing put the pillow up, lay down comfortably, and stretched out his arms to rest on the young man.
"It's not a festival." Cheng Zi lowered his eyes, "I want to be with my uncle."
After turning a few corners, he still told the truth.
Lu Shenxing's small eyes narrowed and he stared at the young man's red ears. A hint of memories appeared in his eyes unconsciously. He said, "Turn off the lights and go to sleep."
"My waist is fine." Cheng Zi's voice was much lower, with a somewhat unclear muteness at night, "Uncle, it's still early."
"Don't try to seduce me." Lu Shenxing stretched out his hand to cover his face and said mockingly, "I don't want to see you running to the bathroom to take a bath, otherwise your uncle will easily fall apart. .”
Cheng Zi stopped talking.
Nuoda's room was covered in darkness, with only the faint light from the window. The two people were lying next to each other on the same bed, exuding the fragrance of the same brand of shower gel, and each other's breathing could be clearly heard.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a sound of snoring. The man fell into a deep sleep, tilted his head and leaned against the young man.
The young man in the bed moved | raised his head and pressed his lips on the man's face. He slowly moved his hand to the man's hand, stretched out his fingers to hold it, and secretly interlocked their fingers.
I like him for no reason, want to grow old with him, and guard him till he grows old.
There was a faint sigh in the darkness, and Cheng Zi felt helpless with himself. He moved his fingers, trying to hypnotize himself not to distinguish between dirty and non-dirty.
Early in the morning, while Lu Shenxing was still sleeping, someone turned him over and took off his pajamas and took them to be washed. Even his underwear was not spared. All the sheets, quilts and pillows were removed and replaced with freshly washed and dried ones.
Cheng Zi opened the drawer in the middle of the closet, took out the piles of underwear and socks and rolled them up one by one. He picked out a new pair of underwear and turned to look at the man on the bed, "Uncle."
Lu Shenxing hugged the quilt and said, "Dead."
Cheng Zi, “…”
He walked over and put on Lu Shenxing's underwear. He looked very calm, his cheeks were hot, his eyes were evasive, his breathing was rapid, his fingers were trembling slightly, and he looked like he was sick.
Lu Shenxing opened his eyelids and glanced lazily, "Don't drool on me."
The corners of Cheng Zi's mouth twitched.
"Clothes." Lu Shen yawned.
Cheng Zi turned around and threw a black sweater and casual pants on him.
After lying on the bed for a while, Lu Shenxing vigorously pulled at his scalp and stood at the sink to shave. Cheng Zi came in and out from behind, cleaning the toilet cleaner than the floor tiles.
Looking at the young man's raised butt in the mirror, Lu Shenxing's voice was unclear, "Can you calm down for a while?"
Cheng Zi frowned, bent down and scrubbed it carefully for the second time, "It's very dirty."
After a while, Lu Shenxing went out holding his forehead. He felt so tired. He was normal in his previous two lives. Why was he so sick in this life
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Throughout the morning, the doorbell rang again and again. Lu Shenxing sat on the sofa and processed documents. The figures in front of him were walking around. Green plants were placed in the living room, balcony and study. The upstairs and downstairs were so tidy that it gave him a headache.
"Have a break." When Cheng Zi was struggling with the tablecloth issue, Lu Shenxing pressed his forehead and spoke.
"I'm not tired." Cheng Zi frowned, trying to arrange the two sides of the tablecloth symmetrically.
"...I'm tired." Lu Shenxing said.
Cheng Zi pursed his lips, loosened the tablecloth in his hand, and tightened his profile, "Uncle, I'm already changing it."
"But the results I've seen are average." Lu Shenxing said mercilessly, with a harsh tone, "You still need to work hard."
"I ate your saliva last night." Cheng Zi couldn't agree with what the other party said. The step he took was too much beyond his expectation.
Lu Shenxing put down the document and spread his folded legs, "If you can eat the lollipop, I will agree with your progress."
Lollipop? Cheng Zi was stunned, "I can eat it."
Lu Shenxing looked down, curled his lips, and said unhurriedly, "Then let's eat now."
Old gangster, Cheng Zi turned around, his ears red.
"I'll save this lollipop for you. You can eat it anytime you want." Lu Shenxing smiled jokingly.
"Don't eat." Cheng Zi's face turned red.
Lu Shenxing watched the black-haired young man put on an apron and go to the kitchen. After a while, the sound of water and the sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen, and the aroma wafted through his nose. He had a strange feeling.
It probably feels like home.
The phone rang, and Lu Shenxing heard Cheng Tiandao's voice, "Xiao Zi is back?" and then said, "He didn't even return home, so he went to your place."
Listening to the other party's grievances, Lu Shenxing felt helpless, "Brother, what do you want to say?"
"Come and sit down in the afternoon." Cheng Tiandao on the other end said pointedly, "Your sister-in-law keeps talking about you and wants to have a good chat with you."
Lu Shenxing's eyelids twitched.
The three dishes and one soup were cooked quickly, and they were all home-cooked dishes. The soup was tomato and egg soup, and there was no chopped green onion on it, which Sa Lu Shenxing didn't like.
While eating, Cheng Zi suddenly said, "I have passed the interview with Kangda Firm."
Lu Shenxing, who was finishing the plate of stir-fried bacon with bamboo shoots, ignored it. Probably because the people next door were looking at her too strongly, he finally said two words, "Not bad."
Cheng asked himself, "Is it the food or me?"
Are you going to let people have a good meal? Lu Shenxing couldn't swallow it. He said speechlessly, "You."
After a while, Cheng took out a bankbook from his pants pocket and pushed it in front of Lu Shenxing, "Uncle, this is all I have."
"It's yours from now on."
Lu Shenxing opened his bankbook and looked at it, "Eldest nephew, your little money is not enough for me to visit the club twice."
"..." Still thinking about visiting the club? Cheng said calmly, "Uncle, you are getting older, I will make money to support you in your old age."
This sentence successfully hit Lu Shenxing's Achilles' heel. He pushed the empty bowl away and Cheng Zi took it to the kitchen to add some food. He was still saying, "When you get old, I'd better feed you."
Lu Shenxing was slightly startled. He unconsciously imagined that his hair was white, his teeth were gone, he was ugly and old, and he couldn't speak well. Cheng Zi was sitting on the bedside feeding him bite by bite.
After the meal, Lu Shenxing put one hand on the sofa casually and the other hand carelessly ran through Cheng Zi's black hair, "I'll take a nap first. Call me in twenty minutes."
Cheng Zi sharpened the pencil and took the sketchbook. After a while, he looked at the man next to him. The pencil drew smooth and clean lines on the white drawing paper, depicting the outline that he had already memorized.
When twenty minutes were up, Lu Shenxing, who wanted to delay for a while, was woken up by Cheng Zi, and the two changed clothes and went out together.
The atmosphere of Christmas is rich and romantic. You can see Santa Claus standing on the roadside, Christmas trees with colorful lights, and couples.
Lu Shenxing drove the car, the windshield wipers sweeping back and forth to sweep away the small snowflakes. Cheng Zi sat in the passenger seat, wearing a light gray vertical striped scarf, with headphones in his ears, restrained and quiet.
Somehow, looking at the young man beside him out of the corner of his eye, Lu Shenxing suddenly understood whose shadow he was seeing in that honest man, and he immediately subconsciously denied it.
Cheng Zi turned the volume down very low, and he sensitively noticed that something was wrong with the man, "What's wrong?"
"It's a bit cold, please cover yourself." Lu Shenxing looked at the traffic on the left and right.
"Where? Hands?" Cheng Zi wondered, the air conditioner was turned on moderately.
"Your little uncle." Lu Shenxing turned the steering wheel, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Cheng Zi tilted his head, his face dark.
The topic changed, and the weird atmosphere changed accordingly.
Fang Wen lost her temper when she saw Lu Shenxing. She snorted, "Sister-in-law believed it at first."
Lu Shenxing coughed a few times and was too embarrassed to answer.
"Sister-in-law has something to tell you." Fang Wen said, "Xiaozi is still young. If one day he has other ideas and wants to leave, don't be embarrassed..."
Lu Shenxing interrupted, "I don't think he will leave."
The extreme self-confidence made Fang Wenjing ask for a while, "Did you have sex?"
Lu Shenxing raised his chin slightly and admitted silently.
There was an obvious change on Fang Wen's face. After a while, she picked up the water glass and drank some water. She was probably frightened and needed to slow down.
"You should be worried." Fang Wen paused, then she lowered her voice and said, "Xiaozi's waist has been injured, don't go too far."
Cheng Tiandao who came over here didn't give Lu Shenxing a chance to speak and called him into the study.
After such a long time, after that incident, the two brothers sat facing each other, each feeling very calm.
"When will you get married?" Cheng Tiandao saw the other party's expression, and his face became serious, "You haven't thought about it?"
"No." Lu Shenxing said that he was not the one who led the marriage between him and Shen Cheng in the last life. They proposed, took wedding photos, chose a date to get married, exchanged wedding rings, kissed each other amidst the blessings of relatives and friends, and promised never to be together. Betrayal, this was a link that was so sacred that it was unfamiliar to him.
"Think about it now." Cheng Tiandao took a sip of tea.
"Brother, marriage is a major event in life." Lu Shenxing frowned, with suppressed emotions in his voice, "I'd better think about it slowly."
At the door of the study, the young man standing there pursed his lips tightly, his clear face was covered with a layer of coolness, and he couldn't see clearly what was pouring out of his eyes.
We had dinner at Cheng Tiandao's place and went back. Cheng Zi didn't say anything along the way, and Lu Shenxing was also silent. Neither of them knew what the other was thinking.
After sending Cheng Zi home, Lu Shenxing drove around for more than an hour, stopped the car, and stepped into a store.
There was a soft Christmas song playing inside, and the sweet voice of the waiter rang out, "Does this gentleman need to buy a pair of rings? Several pairs here are at today's discount price."
Lu Shenxing raised his eyebrows, exuding the aura of "Am I the kind of person who can't even afford a ring?"
The waiter looked at the tall man who came in from head to toe with sharp eyes. She quickly changed her face and picked the most expensive and most heroic thing to recommend enthusiastically.
Lu Shenxing's eyes swept and stopped on a pair of rings on the left.
"Sir, you are really discerning. This is this year's special model and the only pair." The waiter smiled and took the ring up from underneath. "The designer gave it a beautiful name, Star."
The name matched the ring very well. Lu Shenxing lowered his head and raised the corners of his lips, "Made a pair for me according to its style."