selfish plunder

There is a necklace in the corner of the closet, which was given to Yu Chu by Liang Chen on his birthday last year.

That birthday was Yu Chu's happiest, and it is still fresh in his memory.

On that day, my mother had her last re-examination of the operation, and all the indicators were stable. Yu Chu was buried on her shoulder. It was the first time he cried in front of her after her mother had been ill for a long time. The knot was untied, and he could finally breathe comfortably.

When Yu Chu came out of the hospital, he saw Liang Chen standing beside the car waiting for him. The well-tailored suit made his straight and slender legs even more eye-catching.

Yu Chu saw him for the first time in the crowd, and then threw himself into his arms.

Usually, Yu Chu always looks cold and indifferent, and that is one of the few moments when Yu Chu's emotions are truly revealed. This kind of Yu Chu makes Liang Chen's eyes shine.

"Aunt's body seems to be recovering well."

Yu Chu didn't speak, but put his head on Liang Chen's collarbone wantonly, rubbing back and forth.

Of course, Liang Chen knew about Yu Chu's mother's situation. From the day he was admitted to the hospital, Yu's mother's situation assistant would tell him every day.

Yu Chu's rubbing made Liang Chen's heart itch, he circled Liang Chen's medicine, wishing to put himself into Liang Chen's flesh and blood.

"not worried?"

"Yes."

"Have a birthday."

Yu Chu raised his head, looked at Liang Chen in confusion, and then suddenly woke up, today is his birthday!

Because of Yu's mother's illness, he was too busy to remember.

But he didn't expect that Liang Chen still remembered.

Mutton, hairy tripe, various meatballs, and ice powder.

Hot pot has always been Yu Chu's favorite, but since he and Liang Chen lived together, all his meals were prepared according to Liang Chen's taste, and his food became lighter and lighter.

Even he himself almost forgot that he was originally a person with a spicy taste.

The hot pot was delicious, Liang Chen didn't move his chopsticks, and kept adding vegetables and meat to Yu Chu.

Yu Chu felt that the joy in his heart was about to burst out, and he had to find a way to block them.

He lowered his head and kept chewing and swallowing.

The strong spicy taste stimulated his eye sockets, and he didn't know which step went wrong.

The tears still couldn't be held back and fell into the oil dish.

Liang Chen felt sorry for such Yu Chu, he sighed, sat down beside Yu Chu from the opposite side of the table, and pulled him into his arms, listening to Yu Chucong's suppressed sobs, gradually crying, Yu Chu clenched Liang Chen's clothes were tight, and his shoulders trembled violently.

He hadn't been this happy in a long time.

His mother's illness was a thorn in his flesh, which made him fearful of the illness every day, exhausted his energy, and dared not take a breath.Keeping the clouds open to see the moon, this thorn was finally pulled out.

The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time poured out like a flood, and Yu Chu was out of breath from crying. He buried himself in Liang Chen's shoulder, crying loudly.

I couldn't care about the image at all, and the unspeakable joy turned into tears, soaking Liang Chen's shirt.

Liang Chen patted Yu Chu's back, soothing his emotions from top to bottom. He didn't like Yu Chu getting too close to him, but when he saw those moist eyes, he couldn't take Yu Chu's breath away. Chu pushed away.

Those eyes were too easy to soften his heart.

Liang Chen turned his head away so that he would no longer be "bewitched" by Yu Chu, and comforted Yu Chu: "Stop crying, everything will be fine."

"Yu Chu is good."