mr frank is faithful to love

(FR. Zuo Boyao)

Zuo Lin told me to be ready to listen to the confession, but at this moment, I was lying on the sofa with one leg bent, in an inelegant posture, and I forgot to even blink.

I wasn't ready, and I didn't know what to say. After four or five seconds of silence, I didn't even change my expression. I just heard Frank continue to ask me: "Do you agree? Do you agree?"

The distance between my eyes and his is more than [-] centimeters. I can clearly see all Frank's emotions. He pretends to be calm, but in fact he is so nervous that his palms are cold. I finally let go of my hand and let him go. Numb fingers.

I sat up, didn't say anything, then stood up again, the thin blanket covering my body fell to the ground, the first thing I did was to find the remote control, I walked around the tea table, and finally I was filling watermelon Find it behind the plate with kiwi.

I picked up the remote and turned off the TV.

"Sorry, I'm going back to my room first."

I don't know what kind of emotions came to my heart, so I immediately needed a private and independent space. I picked up my phone and walked into the bedroom. I didn't even look at Frank. I didn't laugh or get angry. The door lock hit Yes, "click" sound.

I threw the phone on the bed at will, then sat down and lay down, closed my eyes, opened them unsteadily, and didn't laugh yet, mainly because everything happened so suddenly, I was still in a daze.

The feeling of happiness did not infiltrate slowly, but after a few minutes, when I was finally not so dazed, it suddenly injected into my body like a cardiotonic, not only the brain, but also the nerves, blood, and heart.

I hugged the pillow, buried my face in the quilt, suppressed the urge to scream, and rolled back and forth on the bed a few times.

The ceiling is light cyan, the light from the light strip is light yellow, the curtains are gray blue, and the mobile phone that was forgotten for a short time is resting on my lumbar spine. I sat up and straightened my messy hair with my hands.

Type the new message into the chat box with Frank.

I wrote a word——

Ok.

I don't know why I knocked on the door seriously at this time, I sat on the bed with my mobile phone in my hand, shivering secretly, and said, "Come in."

But the door didn't move, so I said loudly, "Don't fucking knock, it's unlocked, come in."

Just before the words fell, I suddenly wanted to cry. I didn’t know whether I was feeling happy or sad, or weeping with joy. I held back my tears but my eyes were red. Frank had already opened the door and walked in. He walked to the bed in a few steps , hugged me tightly.

I knelt on the bed with my arm on his shoulder, not even holding my phone, and my trembling and sweaty hands were on Frank's back, and he hugged me hard, making my messy breathing even more difficult.

I have been tough and resistant since I was a child. I have never cried even when I broke my leg. As a result, I became incontinent when I fell in love.

Frank asked next to my ear, "Are you sad?"

I bit my lower lip and gave a hypocritical "hmm", and then, the tears couldn't stop, and I wiped them all on Frank's shirt.

He asked again: "Did you agree to it only after being reluctant?"

"No..." I said, "No force."

"Then what were you thinking just now? Why did you run in alone?"

"I thought you didn't like me, but I didn't expect you to say that."

This sentence is half truth, half nonsense, and the tone is a bit pretentious, and I feel disgusted after saying it.

Frank said: "For so many days, I have been afraid that you will not accept it, so I have been waiting, and I regret it when I think about it. Two years of time were wasted and I can't make up for it."

Frank's tone was full of regret, and the kiss landed on my neck, two kisses, his fingers digging into my hair, and he said, "I love you, Ethan."

I hugged his shoulders tightly, and let out several crying "hmm" in my throat.

I'm glad that it's snowy Beijing, and Frank and I are spending the coldest season together. He went to live in Shanghai, but this didn't stop me from getting back together with him.

Then they kissed again, hugged for a long time, and still hugged, Frank sighed and said, "Did the phone break, wait a minute, I'll pick it up."

This time, it was my turn to hug him, saying "no" on my mouth, and buried my slightly wet cheeks on his shoulders.

I posted the photos I took in the Forbidden City to Moments, and I also sent the photos of the piglets to Moments.

The name of the little pig was given by my grandfather, and it was called Arctic Ocean, because the old man liked to drink Arctic Ocean, so he took the little guy back to show him, and he said, "This little pig is so ugly."

There are flowers in the yard of my grandpa’s house in spring and summer, but there is no green in winter. The vines are buried in the ground, and they have to be dug out when the next year is warmer. There are less than ten days left to celebrate the new year. My aunt is working inside and out. Cleaning, my grandpa's cat rubbed against people's feet, and stretched out its paws, scratching Frank's shoes.

"Go and play by yourself, ugly cat." I took the cat aside, passed my mouthful by the way, and returned the scolding I received from the Arctic Ocean.

My grandma likes to be quiet and doesn’t let others come here often, and she doesn’t like my mother and uncle bringing the whole family, so we usually only get together on festivals, but when I go alone, she is very happy.

After being disciplined by my mother for more than ten years, I can still let myself go and have fun when I come back here. My grandma said that I watched people order food and nagged me that I couldn’t buy nice clothes. She sat in front of the house and basked in the sun , wearing a jacket with a stand-up collar and a thick cardigan outside, saw me pass by, and tugged at my coat.

Ask: "Are you cold?"

"It's okay." I said.

"Go inside, go play backgammon, I remember you used to play very well."

In the eyes of the elderly, it seems that I will never grow up, and the pastimes of my childhood are still kept.

I squatted down, frowned, and said, "That was what I played when I was in elementary school. Now that I've grown up, I don't play with that."

"Listen to me, buy some good clothes to wear, don't wear such ragged ones, they are not bright," grandma said with her newly filled teeth in her mouth, and her words became a little unclear, "I ask you, does your mother not give you money?" flower?"

"It's rich... no, it's broken. It's a new one, more than 5 yuan. Although it's not a sky-high price, it won't be broken."

"Just buy this for [-] yuan?" She was still very disgusted, pinched the collar of my coat, and said, "Look at me, they are all old-fashioned materials, and the master craftsmen made them with their own hands. They fit so well and look so good."

I stood up and opened the back collar of my grandma's sweater to look at the label. "PRADA" was prominently printed on it.

"Where is the time-honored brand?" I couldn't help laughing out loud, and said, "Italian time-honored brand?"

"No, the ones inside are made, and the ones on the outside are the large clothes that Zuo Lin bought when she was pregnant. Now I wear them."

I curled my lips and moved a small stool to sit next to me. I said, "Why is she so filial? I'll give you the rest of your clothes."

"I've had filial piety since I was a child, and I kept everything I didn't like for my grandma, the granddaughter of Monkey King."

I was basking in the sun here to sow discord, and I did not forget to send Zuo Lin a message to stimulate her. My grandma asked, "Where did your German friend go?"

"Clean up things with my aunt in the kitchen," I put my phone in my pocket, sat up with my hands in my hands, and said, "He has a name, Frank."

"Go and call him over, take him for a walk first, and come back with your grandpa at lunch time, when does our family let guests work, there are no rules."

I smiled with the corner of my mouth bent, and said, "It doesn't matter, let him do it if he is willing to do it. Foreigners working in the kitchen of the old Beijing courtyard house are considered social practice."

"He and Zuo Lin had a blind date anyway. Do you think you still miss Zuo Lin? Otherwise, why are you so attentive?" The old lady sighed, looked at me with serious eyes, and said, "You used to I talk about him every time I come back, and now I come to my house directly, you say..."

"Are you okay with me?" I asked.

"Okay, I know it's your friend, but I just can't figure it out."

I got off the stool and held my grandma's hand. I planned to squat down, but then I knelt down again. I said: "Old lady, I said that he has a good relationship with me, but I didn't say that he is my friend. Have you thought about it?" But... are we a couple?"

"What kind of couple? I don't understand."

"Let me tell you straight, Frank is my boyfriend. We have been talking for a long time. There is a high probability that we will get married in the future. You don't have grandchildren because you can't have a boy with a boy."

My grandma's face was still so calm, she raised one hand to touch her pocket, took out a fragrantly washed handkerchief, wiped two well-placed tears from the corners of my eyes, and said, "Oh, what's the matter? Why are you still crying?"

"Aren't you angry? Won't you punish me?"

At this moment, I am as pitiful as I am, squeezing my tears and knelt down, holding my grandma's hand with both hands, and she said: "Don't do this to me, why is it exactly the same as your uncle when he was a child, how big is it?" something..."

"Then do you think men can like men?"

"If you want me to say, it's actually quite normal," the old lady was still so calm, looking far-sighted, she said, "It's actually very normal. It's normal for women to love women and men to love men. When two people live together for a long time, they will We love each other, we don't know what other people think, but that's what I think, and I can understand."

"Think so thoroughly, old lady?"

"Get up and sit down, cool down," she pulled the little stool over, persuaded me to sit down, and said, "You tell me this, is your mother embarrassing you? Let me talk to her?"

"No, no embarrassment, she already knew."

"That's fine..." Grandma seldom smiled so softly. She rubbed my cold cheeks and said in a low voice, "That's fine. People live their lives no matter what they do. They live for themselves, don't they?" live for others."

"What do you think of Frank? Are you satisfied?"

"It's clear now. I've been thinking about it for a long time. This guest came to our house to do this and that, and bought so many things. He also brought you clothes and glasses."

She began to mutter calmly and in a low voice again, but I wanted to interrupt, tugged at her sleeve, and said, "You didn't answer the question, I was asking what do you think of him? Is he good? Can he be worthy of me?"

"it is good."

The answer was only one word, and the old lady insisted on using a low tone of gossip, so it sounded profound and solemn.