quarrel for three days, fight for two days

-1-

At the time of writing this, Lu Xiuzhen was ready to go home, put the documents and went out, leaned on the door frame to look at him, and asked him if he had eaten.

Said to have eaten.

Suddenly, I found out that this conversation was written just now. Looking at him smiling, he looked confused, but he still laughed along with me.

When I smile, Lu Xiu will laugh. It was like this in the past, and I probably won't be able to change it in the future.

"I just wrote about the conversation we had just now." I walked to the edge of the dining table, fetched him a glass of water, and handed it over. "It was the time when I fell ill on New Year's Eve in the third year of high school."

He tilted his head, obviously still remembering being sick, but he couldn't remember the appearance of this conversation.

"Back then I threw up," I added.

He nodded, took off his clothes and hung his coat on the hanger, looked at me and smiled: "I remember you crying."

Just keep in mind some inaccuracies.

"I can't control it," I clenched my fist and waved at him, "Physiological."

At this time, Lu Xiu had already leaned on the sofa, holding water in one hand and untying his tie in the other, laughing mischievously: "I understand, it's the same as crying on the bed."

He shouldn't have poured water on this white-eyed wolf.

I went over and kicked him in the ankle.

He was obviously prepared, the water glass shook, but he didn't spill it, and he looked at me with raised eyebrows, and he was very proud.

-2-

As a result, I cried at night.

At this time, Lu Xiu was all on his mind, and he knew he was crying, so he couldn't help it, thinking about the nonsense he said at night, and scratched him hard.

As a result, this guy changed his normal behavior, sucked my tears, and comforted me with his hands, so gentle that it was outrageous.

Every time I tried to hit him, it was like hitting cotton.

Forget it, hugging his head and following his hair, my heart softened and I accepted my fate.

-3-

I still want to ask him what he thought on New Year’s Eve. He was curious, and after writing for a long time, he was still from his own point of view. Maybe there is still a part of memory embellishment.

In the end, Lu Xiu said that he couldn't remember clearly, so he lay on the pillow, rubbed my waist, satiated, squinted his eyes and thought carefully.

"At that time, I really didn't know whether my feelings were called liking or not," Lu Xiu said, rubbing his chin on the top of my head, "but when you were crying, I suddenly wanted to take care of you for the rest of my life."

"Just thinking about it all of a sudden?" I knew that I was being critical, but my waist was so sore even if I moved it, it was wrong to see Lu Xiu's breathing now.

He laughed, and he was also used to me picking at him at this time: "Continue to think about it, and think about it especially when I see your tears."

After a pause for a few seconds, he said, "You said why you cry so much."

-4-

Heck.

It was the first time I heard someone say that I love to cry, and after thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't remember when was the last time I cried.

Lu Xiu snapped his fingers next to me and said that last week was last month last month.

I said those uncontrollable are not counted.

Lu Xiu said that the last time you cried like this was the first time we both cried.

Yep, I have to bring back the matter of the meat.

After thinking about it for a while, it was true, after thinking about it for a while, he turned over and sat up, and patted him: "You were crying at that time too!"

Lu Xiu pushed me back: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

-5-

At that time, I was crying in pain.

It was the right time, place, and people, and neither of us had to go to work the next day. The atmosphere was so greasy that all our clothes were thrown aside.

Such a good environment was lost by me with a howl.

Lu Xiujin didn't retreat or retreat, he was tense and looked at me.

After a while, I felt that I could do it again, and waved his hand to direct him: "Come in!"

He seemed to be watching me and paused for a few seconds before moving.

I started crying at that time, my whole body seemed to be torn apart, I lost my language function all at once, and I pinched Lu Xiu's arm to stop him.

Who would have thought that he didn't understand, and being pinched by me would go one step further.

I yelled again, it really hurt, and tears fell down.

Lu Xiu also panicked suddenly, but he couldn't regain the autonomy of his body. He put his forehead against mine and comforted him. It was obvious that he was sweating before long. He endured it for a few seconds and then slowly stepped back.

I feel like a fish on a chopping board, someone cuts me a knife, the knife is taken away, but the gap is still there.

Ask Lu Xiu if he bleeds.

He looked over and over again, felt that my body was about to be set on fire again, and told me no.

-6-

Lu Xiu couldn't bear it, and I felt even more guilty, and suddenly felt that I could do it.

Just when I asked to try again, Lu Xiu suddenly touched the lubricant, the front was still sticking, and rubbed it on the back.

Startled by him, he grabbed it and asked him what he was doing.

He raised his eyes, the hair on his forehead was completely soaked, the desire in his eyes had not disappeared, and his voice was extremely low: "Do you want to be on it?"

The tears that had just been withdrawn flowed out spontaneously, and suddenly felt that it didn't hurt very much just now.

-7-

It took me a long time to convince Lu Xiu, and I swore in my heart that I would never shout out this time. With a psychological presupposition, it was much smoother than before, but halfway through, I couldn't help it anymore, raised a hand and bit the back of my hand fiercely .

Lu Xiu suddenly put his head on my shoulder and pushed forward.

When the back of my hand was about to see blood, it was finally finished.

It hurts, and it still hurts after a while. I don't know how long I have shed tears, but I just didn't cry out. I tried my best to relax my body, and the other hand dug into Lu Xiu's back at some point.

Lu Xiu raised his head slowly for a while, his breathing was hot, burning every inch of his skin, his eyes swept over my face, seeing my face full of tears, he suddenly kissed me.

At this time, I felt the touch of damp heat falling on my cheeks.

-8-

Other than that, I never saw Lu Xiu cry.

But my aunt is my strong backing.

Only after meeting her mother did she realize that Lu Xiu's passion for recording life is purely hereditary.

"Did Lu Xiu cry when he was a child?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

With that said, he accurately picked out a few discs from the disc book and started playing them with commentary.

Lu Xiu is Bigger in front of me, and a golden retriever in front of his mother.

I sat on the sofa with his mother and talked, and he found another chair to sit on the side, as if he didn't want to be with people who discussed his dark history, and pointed to me with his eyes.

If the look is clear, it means that if I look at it any longer, I will be finished.

I looked back at him, and it was over.

Then ignore him and continue to watch the video recorded by his mother.

Watching and watching, the thought of wanting to pull his pigtails also faded, and I listened carefully, and clearly realized that it was a life I had never participated in, and only curiosity remained.

Lu Xiu didn't know when he sat next to me, put his arms around me, and gradually became the answerer of questions, throwing back a few questions about me from time to time.

I said that I don't seem to have any videos at home, only a few photos at most.

Lu Xiu played with my fingers and said he wanted to see it next time he came to my house.

Her mother got up and said she was busy. I stood up and wanted to see her off, but Lu Xiu dragged her back with a paw. Then I looked up and saw his mother covering her mouth and smiling.

His ears were hot, so he gave him a paw.