[APH parent-child points] His cat

Lovino was completely distracted in class, and today the rent wife came to give the bill, the rent was billed for water, electricity and gas.Fortunately, the salary of the store is settled once a week.Why is life so annoying? It's all the fault of that bastard. Lovino glanced sideways at Fernandez who was giving a lecture.The innocent Fernandez seemed to feel a surge of resentment, but he didn't know that he was being targeted by someone again.

Fernandez carried the textbook in one hand and put the other in his trouser pocket. He was still smiling, with soft sunlight flowing quietly in his olive eyes.Lovino thought of the lush green leaves that shone under the warm spring sun, which made people feel very comfortable and warmed up his body.Lovino looked at him for a moment, then looked away.

When get out of class was over, the students packed up their books and left the classroom.Fernandez stopped Lovino, walked to Lovino's table, smiled and extended his hand to him.

"Book."

Lovino's heart trembled, it's over!He clicked his tongue, looked away, and slowly lifted the book and handed it to the person in front of him. Fernandez took it and flipped through the contents of today's speech. Except for the contents printed by the publishing house, everything was blank on it.Fernandez put down his textbook and looked at Lovino, who was blushing because of nervousness, like a kitten who knew he had done something wrong. He put one hand on the table and leaned over.

"Do you want me to make up lessons for you alone?"

"No need bastard." Lovino replied softly.Fernandez's voice came from above his head, shrouded in his figure, and Lovino was still a little uneasy.In this class, he was thinking about other things all the time, and he didn't have the mood to listen to the class. It didn't matter if he wanted to mess up a class, but was this guy found out?If Fernandez gets angry, it is estimated that his end will be very bad.He turned his gaze slightly, trying to look up at Fernandez's expression, but could only stop at the third button of his shirt.

"By the way, Lovino, can you count in Spanish?"

"……Yes."

"How much is tres-dos-nueve-seis-cero?"

"3, 2, 7...6, 0?" Why did you ask this, Lovino raised his eyes and looked at him strangely, Fernandez didn't seem angry.

"What about ocho-nueve-cero-dos-uno?"

"8, 7, 0, 2, 1."

"Can you remember? Say it together."

"32760...87021?"

"Say it in Spanish."

what the hell!But Lovino still translated the numbers in Spanish while recalling the numbers just mentioned.

"again."

Lovino said it again.

"Well, very good. Remember it by heart."

"What is this, bastard?"

"My cell phone number, call me before you go to work, and I'll pick you up."

"What!" Lovino stared at him with wide eyes.

Fernandez straightened up, looked at Lovino with a conceited expression for not listening to me, and tapped on Lovino's textbook with his index finger. "Also, when I go back, translate all the lessons I taught today and write them in the book. For the vocabulary list of this lesson, copy two lines for each in the book. Then, memorize the text before the next class. "

This is too much!Lovino was about to cry when he heard the recitation, how could this be possible!Thank goodness he could read a paragraph well, and he glared at the man who was smiling at him again.

"Don't be distracted during class," Fernandez said.demon!Lovino looked at him angrily, knowing to meddle in his own business!

"Remember to call me at night." I reminded Lovino again, this bastard!Why listen to him? Although Fernandez seems to be doing this for his own good, he has no reason to do so.

It’s not uncommon to be gay in Italy, where even men’s restrooms have all sorts of gay advertisements. If you look good and a man suddenly treats you nicely, there’s only one reason whether you’re a man or a woman. He wants to fuck you.It's not that no man has expressed affection to him, but Fernandez is his teacher.Moreover, he never hinted at anything to himself, or did anything overstepping.So it's not possible.

"Are you fucking after me?" But he asked anyway.His tone was casual and mocking.His purpose of saying this was just to ridicule the other party.

"What if I say yes?" Fernandez said.

Lovino was taken aback. He looked up at Fernandez, but found that Fernandez's eyes were playful, as if he was waiting to see what interesting reaction he would have. He said this just to tease himself. Vino glared at him fiercely.Fernandez raised his hand and stroked his hair.

"Go to hell." Lovino said in a deep voice, slapped his hands off and got up to leave.

Back home, Lovino found the Spanish dictionary that had been pressed down on the desk, damn it.Opening the textbook, one can guess the meaning of some words similar to Italian from the text at a glance, but the intermittent words in the sentences are still incomprehensible.The most troublesome thing is that even if you can know the meaning of every word, but you just don't know how to translate it when you make a sentence.After persisting for two pages, looking at the remaining two pages, he yelled in his heart a sentence in Spanish to die!Die Fernandez!Then put down the pen.

Dinner was prepared with Feliciano in the evening, and thanks to the change in show times, Lovino was able to enjoy dinner again, with pasta of course!When I was preparing pasta, I realized that there were only two tomatoes in the refrigerator. It was just enough to make two plates of pasta, but Lovino is a tomato lover, and he usually uses more than one tomato.When Lovino was on the verge of collapse because of a tomato, Feliciano could only give him half of it.

In order to ensure digestion, the dinner time was deliberately advanced by one hour, and it was already nine o'clock after eating.After dinner, Feliciano started to wash the dishes.Lovino felt a little sleepy. He was very tired after sleeping too late for the past two days, so he planned to go to sleep for a while and told Feliciano to wake him up if he didn't wake up by 10:30.

At 10:30, Feliciano came into the room with a pot and spoon from the kitchen. He first poked Lovino with the spoon and called his brother a few times.But Lovino turned over, waved his hand, and fell asleep again, without any intention of getting up.So Feliciano put the pot in front of Lovino's ear and slammed it with a spoon.

"Brother, get up! Brother, get up!"

"Ah——" Lovino jumped up, "What are you doing, you bastard——!"

"VE... finally got up, the time is up, brother."

"Got it, got it! Get out soon, I need to change clothes bastard." Feliciano went out, and Lovino spent some time choosing clothes, and then went out to wash his face and arrange his hair.He took out his mobile phone, sat on the sofa, entered the number, but refused to press the dial button for a long time.I always feel reluctant and feel a little embarrassed.After all, why listen to that bastard!

"What are you doing, brother?" Feliciano was about to go to bed, when he saw Lovino's troubled expression, he asked.

"Feliciano, come here." Lovino yelled, Feliciano went over, and then Lovino handed him the phone, "Call this number and tell the person who answers to get over here!"

"Why don't you fight yourself, brother?"

"Stop talking nonsense and call!"

"VE..." Feliciano took the phone and dialed. After a while, someone answered. "Ciao, my brother asks you to come over if you have time..."

"Get over here! Don't use it, please bastard!" Lovino jumped up and grabbed Feliciano's collar and shouted in his ear.

"You're too loud! Brother!" Feliciano covered his ears in distress and said in a crying voice.

Fernandez, who heard the conversation between the two brothers on the other end of the phone, could not stop smiling.He could probably imagine the cat's awkward expression again. "Okay, let him wait for me, I'll be right over." At this moment, he was reading a book in his apartment, after hanging up the phone, he put on his coat and went out.

"He said he'll be here right away." Feliciano returned the phone to Lovino, and Lovino snorted. "Brother, who is it?" Feliciano asked curiously.

"A jerk!" Lovino threw his phone on the table, leaned on the sofa with his hands folded, his expression looked awkward.Anyway, this is the most normal expression of his brother, so Feliciano ignored him and was going to sleep.

When Fernandez arrived by car, Lovino stood downstairs, waiting impatiently for him with folded hands.When the people in the car got off, Lovino said angrily, "You bastard!"

"Sorry. You can wait at home in the future, and I will call you when you arrive."

"Humph."

Fernandez looked at him tenderly, and he looked away.

"Brother, you forgot to bring your mobile phone." Hearing Feliciano's shout, Lovino turned and looked up. Feliciano was lying on the edge of the window, holding his mobile phone.

"Give it to me."

"Wait a minute, I'll be right down."

"Put on your clothes and come down!" Feliciano's upper body exposed on the window sill was naked, and Lovino bet that guy must be completely naked.Fernandez was very surprised. The face of Feliciano he saw just now was exactly the same as that of Lovino. Are they twins?And after growing up, the faces are still exactly the same, anyone who looks at it will find it a little incredible.Feliciano ran down the stairs, wearing only an unbuttoned shirt and boxer briefs.

"elder brother!"

"Where are the pants! How many times have I told you to put the pants on the bastard!" Lovino grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and then slammed his head against Feliciano's forehead.But he should be thankful that Feliciano still remembered to wear underwear.Because Feliciano used to wake up from sleep and put on a shirt and run out with nothing on.Fortunately, no one else is around now.

"It hurts!" Feliciano handed him the phone, and Fernandez leaned in front of the car and looked at the two brothers from a close distance. Sure enough, they looked exactly the same.Feliciano saw him and greeted him with a smile:

"Ciao, I'm Feliciano, are you my brother's friend?"

"No!" Lovino hurriedly replied.

"Hello, Antonio Fernandez Carriedo."

"Wow, this car..." Taking a closer look at the Ferrari behind Fernandez, which was his favorite car ever, Feliciano turned around in excitement. "Is this car yours? Brother Antonio."

"Yes." Fernandez replied with a smile. Although Lovino's younger brother called him by his first name when they first met without asking him, he didn't mind, because this younger brother also looked very cute.

"I've always wanted a car like this! It's so handsome! Ah—" Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked by Lovino.

"You're so handsome, hurry up and go to sleep, don't you have to go to class tomorrow morning, you bastard."

"Okay, brother, have a good trip." Feliciano watched Lovino and Fernandez get into the car, shaking his sleeves to say goodbye.After they left, they leisurely went upstairs to sleep.

That bastard brother, who is so familiar with him, is called this bastard brother.Sitting in the car, Lovino folded his hands, thinking very uncomfortably, even though he knew that Feliciano had always had such a character.But Fernandez is in a good mood. The two brothers have a big difference in personality. It would be even cuter if Lovino can be as forthright as his younger brother.

Came to the nightclub, did some warm-up exercises and then went on stage.Although today is not the weekend, there are still many people.Some people were waiting for Lovino to come on stage, and Lovino's shouts kept coming as soon as he stepped on the stage.At the request of the audience, I danced a few more songs.

Finally Lovino couldn't take it anymore and left the stage.He was sitting in the lounge, biting his lip, and massaging his legs, not only the joints, but even his legs would feel pain from time to time when he moved.It's a hell of a dance.

"Are you uncomfortable?" He raised his head when he heard the voice, and Fernandez stood at the door, looking at him.Lovino was startled, looked away, and said quickly:

"A little tired." He endured the discomfort and put down his hands.

"I will send you back."

"Well... let's take a break first."

He doesn't want to stand up now, his joints will hurt if he walks.Fernandez went up to him and knelt down, looked at his legs, and then did something that Lovino didn't expect, he lifted Lovino's ankles.

"What are you doing, bastard!" Lovino was frightened!I wanted to break free from his hand, but as soon as I exerted force, there were bursts of pain in my bones, and I couldn't exert force at all.And Fernandez didn't use any force at all. He watched Lovino's reaction, and then looked at Lovino's shivering calf in his hand.

"pain?"

"Let go of me!" Lovino said with his head down.

"what happened?"

"I told you to let me go!" Lovino raised his head and shouted, with tears in the corners of his eyes.Fernandez let go of him quickly, and he actually cried.Are you angry?

"It hurts! It hurts!" Lovino rubbed his joints, trying to relieve the pain from the bones.It turns out that Fernandez was thinking too much, and Lovino just wanted to cry because he felt pain.

"I'm sorry... did I hurt you?"

"Yes! It's you! It's all because of you! It's all your fault you bastard!"

Although this kid's behavior of taking responsibility indiscriminately is not cute at all.But he looked so cute with his eyes wide open and tears in his eyes.Fernandez still liked this. He wiped away the tears from the corners of Lovino’s eyes with his fingers. He didn’t dare to touch Lovino’s legs. He didn’t know what happened to his legs, whether it would hurt if he touched them .He gently stroked Lovino's hair.

"Good, don't cry."

"Go away!" Lovino raised his hand and patted Fernandez's hand away.The kitten started to scratch again, although Fernandez could easily pinch his paw to stop his attack.But it's better not to provoke him too much, after all, this cat has a very awkward personality, and if it is too angry, it will be difficult to coax it back.But what happened to Lovino's legs, he wanted to know, but Lovino was obviously unwilling to say.

"Are you angry?" Fernandez looked at Lovino's angry expression. Lovino didn't want to look at him, so he turned his face away without saying a word.There is really no way.

"Hey, Lovino, you don't have to memorize the text you said today, so I'll just apologize to you, how about it?"

Hearing this, Lovino suddenly felt a little better. He was silent for a while, and then asked: "If I can't speak well, can you skip the homework for me?"

"No, your dictation score is really too bad."

Hmph, Lovino was still sulking in his heart and ignored him.Fernandez sighed, then stood up and sat down next to Lovino.He took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took it out, and when he wanted to put it away, Lovino snatched it away, and Lovino also took out one and put it in his mouth.Fernandez took out the lighter and lit the cigarette, then handed the still flaming lighter to Lovino to help him light it, and Lovino returned the cigarette case to him.

After not smoking for a long time, Lovino coughed dryly, and Fernandez quickly patted him on the back.The aroma of high-grade tobacco made Lovino feel a lot more comfortable. He still misses the smell of tobacco, but the reason for quitting smoking was that he was so poor at that time that he had to save money to buy cigarettes. won't say it.

The two sat here quietly smoking a cigarette. After one, Fernandez asked:

"Does it still hurt now?"

"much better."

"Am I taking you back?"

Lovino got up and walked out the door, and Fernandez also got up and followed him.After walking out of the nightclub, Fernandez went to pick up the car. Lovino stood by the side of the road with his hands in his pockets and waited for him. The car came after a while.Lovino went up, the car started, he glanced at the clock on the car, it was almost two o'clock now.It's already so late, I have to go to class at 09:30 tomorrow morning, it's so painful.

"Lovino, is it because of that reason that you don't learn to dance now?" Fernandez was referring to his legs.

"En." Lovino replied with folded hands, why did he keep entangled in this matter, can this guy not meddle in his own business.

"Don't stay on stage for so long in the future."

"There's no way to make money, bastard." He didn't want to stay that long if he could, but the longer he stayed, the more tips he would get, so he could persist.

"Come down with me, and I'll give you a tip."

The bastard is talking like that again!Lovino gritted his teeth.The car arrived downstairs at Lovino's house, and Lovino got out of the car, but was stopped.

"Hey Lovino."

"what?"

"Good night."

"..." Lovino closed the car door, and then walked towards his house.Fernandez watched him go upstairs before turning around and leaving.