With Xiu by his side, it was not convenient for Du Ze to live in a dormitory while he was in school. He rented a house near the school to live in, and would go home every holiday to visit.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holiday, Du Ze was standing in front of the house with a group of gifts packed into small packages. He was a little nervous because this time home was a little different from before.
"Ding dong!"
"Hey—here."
The door was pushed open, and Mother Du, who was wearing an apron, stood at the door, apparently just coming out of the kitchen. "I'm home."
Mother Du first glanced at her son, and then turned her attention to the blond young man beside Du Ze. Du Ze was slightly startled by the other's excellent appearance - when did his son meet such a good foreigner
"Hello, Auntie." Xiu smiled at Mother Du, not to mention Mother Du with that dazzling smile, even Du Ze's eyes went straight.
Meng Lord, you are a big killer!
"...Hey? Hey." Mother Du, who had returned to her senses, let go of the door in a panic. "You're the friend Du Ze said, come on in - hey, what are you doing buying so many things?"
"This is my first visit, it should be." Xiu brought in the large and small bags of gifts. "I'm going to disturb you these days."
"You're welcome, just treat this place as your own home." Mother Du led the two to the living room and returned to the kitchen by herself. "Aze, entertain your friends, ah, I'm going to cook."
Du Ze swore that he saw a suspicious blush on his mother's face, and the stupid reader silently stared at the human-shaped weapon on the sofa, choking silently.
"What's wrong?" Xiu asked, "According to the etiquette here, is there anything wrong with what I just did?"
Du Ze shook his head and sat beside Xiu. "My mother, it seems, likes you very much."
Wen Yanxiu smiled and said: "Well, I will make her like me, after all..." Xiu Wei thought for a moment, "Well, according to the world, it should be called the mother-in-law?"
Du Ze's first reaction was to go to the kitchen, and when his mother Anxin was staying in her kitchen copy, his heart that almost jumped out of his throat finally returned to its place.
"Don't worry." Xiu reached out and stroked Du Ze's neck, staring at Du Ze deeply, "We still have a long time."
They have a long, long, long time, long enough that no one can oppose them.
--Even if someone objects, it doesn't matter, he will make the number of such people about zero.
The dining table became lively with the addition of Xiu. "Looking at your appearance, you should be a foreigner, right?" Mother Du asked with interest, "Which country are you from?"
"I'm mixed."
That's right, eight mixed races. A certain idiot complained in his heart.
"Mixed?" Mother Du said with emotion, "It's amazing."
It is very powerful, whether it is the enemy or your son has a deep understanding.
In the dialogue between the two sides, Du Ze found countless grooves, and in a sense, stupid readers also joined the exchange. No matter what question Mother Du asked, Xiu smiled and answered them one by one. Du Ze could almost see with the naked eye that the favorability of his mother-in-law was rising, and he was about to succeed in the strategy.
At this moment, Mother Du suddenly put down her chopsticks.
"I'm very happy that you can come here. This is the first time Azer has said that he wants to bring friends back."
Du Ze was stunned, Mother Du didn't look at him, but continued to talk to Xiu.
"My son, although very kind, is not good at expressing himself." Mother Du said, "Although it is not my turn to intervene, if there is any conflict between your relationship in the future, I hope you can tolerate him more."
Xiu's smile became very gentle. "I know."
He knows how good this person is, and it is enough that only he knows how good this person is.
"Actually, he has always tolerated me." Xiu said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "If there is any conflict, I will never let him go."
Although she felt that the words of the blond youth were a bit strange, Mother Du didn't think much of it. She brought a glass and red wine and gave them to Xiu and Du Ze after they were finished.
The three toast together.
"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."
Du Ze looked at the bright moon outside through the window. The huge moon hung like a round wheel in the dark night sky. Speaking of the Mid-Autumn Festival, in addition to the moon cakes that foodies must miss, there is also the well-known legend - Chang'e flying to the moon.
A familiar aura surrounds him from behind. Du Ze is hugged by Xiu after taking a shower. The man kisses his hair and asks softly, "What are you thinking about?"
"A legend."
"kindness?"
Xiu Wei's slightly raised ending sounded to show that he was attentive. Du Ze considered the words for a while, and then began to tell Xiu the story of the Mid-Autumn Festival and Chang'e flying to the moon. In order to tell the story of Chang'e flying to the moon, Du Ze and Houyi shot the sun together. He made it a bit brief, because some concepts of celestial mythology had to be replaced. Houyi was set as the god of arrows, and Chang'e stealing the elixir turned into stealing Godhead, ascended to immortal to become god.
After listening to Houyi Sheri and Chang'e Flying to the Moon, Xiu pondered for a moment, then hugged Du Ze tightly. "Hou Yi likes Chang'e very much?"
Du Ze nodded. If he didn't like it, he wouldn't go to the Queen Mother of the West to ask for two elixir of immortality for Chang'e.
"Why didn't he catch up?"
"He can't catch up." Du Ze didn't know how to explain it to Xiu, so he could only vaguely say, "It's like the realm of the gods. Only gods can enter, and Hou Yi can't become a god."
"Chang'e stays on the moon forever, and Hou Yi finally died?"
"kindness."
Xiu was silent for a while before making a conclusion; "It's really stupid..."
Du Ze also felt that Chang'e should not have stolen Hou Yi's two immortal medicines.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart is blue and blue.
Xiu buried his head in Du Ze's shoulder, his eyes were so deep that no light could shine through. It's really stupid. Since the arrow god named Hou Yi has the strength to shoot down the sun, why not destroy the moon
If you can't keep the other person any longer, then simply pull the person who will leave him and bury them together.
Du Ze suddenly felt a creepy feeling. Before he could move, Xiu had already let go of him. "Give."
Du Ze stared at the red liquid that Xiu handed over. "What is this?"
"Red wine." Xiu poured himself a glass and took a sip. "I was brought here by your mother when I came out. She said that this wine is expensive, so don't waste it."
Du Ze stared at Xiu's rolling Adam's apple, red wine and pale lips, looking like an elegant vampire drinking blood. Du Ze felt his mouth dry for no reason, and he looked away. "...you drink it."
"This is your mother's order." The corners of Xiu's mouth deepened, "I found dice in your room before, let's play a few games, the loser drinks." Before Du Ze refused, he added another The rule, "I have to be three points older than you every round to win."
Du Ze hesitated, as long as he rolls to four or more, Xiu will lose, even if he rolls to one, if Xiu rolls to three, he still wins. So a certain stupid cute nodded and agreed with Xiu's proposal.
It turns out that you won't die if you don't die.
Du Ze stared at the half bottle of wine in his hand for a long time. After taking this sip, he would definitely be drunk regardless of whether it was east, west or north.
--Damn every game is six o'clock, is this bullying! QAQ
Mengzhu said that the one who bullied was you.
"Come on, drink it."
Du Ze looked at Xiu's obviously happy expression, and thought of the inside story he heard during the Celestial Trial -- this is not the first time that Mengzhu has tried to drink him.
"Why do you want me to drink?"
Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly. "After drinking, you'll say something I want to hear."
Say it earlier! A certain stupid cute put down the bottle and said to Xiu, "What do you want to hear, I'll say it even if I don't drink."
"real?"
"real."
Facts once again prove that you won't die if you don't die.
Du Ze stared at the doujinshi in his hand for a long time, and Xiu on the other side even switched to the most sensitive orc, with a look of listening intently. Du Ze opened the corner of Doujinshi, if he continued to read this, he would definitely die without a whole corpse.
Whether to drink or read doujinshi, that is the question.
A certain idiot thought about it, anyway, it's reading if you don't drink, and it's reading if you drink, and the behavior is extremely uncontrollable, and the contrast produces beauty, so Du Ze immediately opened the fanzines fearlessly.
Well, the first page is almost all onomatopoeia.
"Uh, uh, ah, ah, uh, uh..."
Du Ze read the words that lost the three views in an unwavering tone, Xiu's beast ears turned and drooped, with a dissatisfied expression on his face.
"The feelings can be a little richer." Xiu's tail slapped the floor. "Your voice wasn't like this when I bullied you."
He actually said it, so shamelessly said bullying!
Seeing Du Ze staring at him with a stiff face, Xiu retreated, "Go ahead."
Du Ze couldn't be happy at all, because the following lines became more and more out of character. He had never once felt that speaking was so difficult -- even more difficult than when he was not wearing a hearing aid.
"Oh, it's great, it's cool, ah, don't stop, ah, it's so cool, ah, ah ah..."
"Ah, ah, good, so comfortable, no, ah, I'm going to die, I'm going to be broken..."
Du Ze bravely read on, even though he recited like a eulogy, the eyes of the beast opposite him were still getting brighter and brighter, as if he had seen delicious prey.
"Yes, I'm going to fuck it to death, ah, I'll stick it in until the end, I'm good at it, fuck me--"
Du Ze's final tone changed abruptly, because the beast had already bumped into him and pressed him onto the bed.
"Since you can't read your feelings." Xiu's voice was hoarse with desire, "Then I can only let you get emotional."
… I knew it! ! ! QAQ
Throughout the Mid-Autumn Festival, Du Ze never got out of bed again.