Male heart trembling

In order to satisfy Mr. Tang's wish, I decided to go to the mall to buy a suit of clothes in the evening before the weekend.It is no longer Taobao, no longer a "big alley" selling cheap clothes, this is the first time I have entered a large shopping mall for the purpose of shopping.

This made me a little nervous, wondering if my taste could satisfy Mr. Tang's preferences, and whether the expensive clothes matched my temperament at the moment.Walking in Ling Lang's eyes with anxiety, there will be no drama of discrimination by salesmen like in TV dramas, everything is natural.

In the end, I bought a whole set of clothes, which were a bit mature and trendy, and expensive clothes. Although they were far from the ones that Mr. Tang bought me in the Italian style street, but for my own shopping experience It is already the most expensive and the most expensive.

I don't understand why a simple shirt and a pair of bland trousers can easily be priced at hundreds or even thousands.But when I tried them on, everything I didn't understand became clear naturally, and they are indeed a bit handsome together.

Most importantly, there is a little more maturity.I seem to be deliberately catering to Mr. Tang's maturity, or being infected by his maturity. I always feel that the most ideal state of a man is to become Mr. Tang's temperament.

In the end, I didn’t forget to buy myself a pair of basketball shoes. They were not the rare ones that my classmates said I had to queue up and draw numbers to buy them. They were placed on the shelves to buy at random, but even so, they were scary expensive.

I tried it on for my friends in the dormitory, and got ridiculed by them. Did you buy clothes because you have to choose school grass recently?It must be too scheming, right?

I smiled cheerfully and said, "I'm going to go out with my cousin on the weekend. He hopes that I will dress appropriately."

This is the reason I made up. I will meet Mr. Tang on the weekend, but we will not go out. Our relationship can only roam freely in the place that belongs to us and only belongs to us, instead of existing in the sun openly, In neon.

Of course, this doesn't frustrate me, in fact I like it, because I'm not ready to meet friends with him yet.

Looking at his handsome self in the mirror, he was happy and satisfied, and an inexplicable vanity filled his whole body.Who doesn't want to be handsome?Even if he upholds the usual simplicity, when it comes to extravagance, it is inevitable that he will not be happy.

Friends generally believe that with my appearance, I may really be able to be a colonel.I smiled and told them that it would be interesting if they could become the school’s junior.They continue to tease me, handsome people are very vain, hum~

I laughed haha, sweet in my heart, as if I had already become a school grass.But there is one thing that my friends don't know. I hope to be a senior officer, not to satisfy the vanity among my classmates, but to win Mr. Tang's joy.

The weekend came as promised, and I was standing in the foyer of his house in my newly bought clothes. Mr. Tang looked at me with affection in his eyes.But it can be seen that Mr. Tang's mental state is not good at all.

Although he is a burly man, he likes to be clean. Even though it is still morning, Mr. Tang will take a shower, shave, and change into comfortable casual clothes as soon as he gets up.Instead of the stubble on the chin, the messy short hair, and the trousers that have not been changed like now.

"You didn't sleep all night, did you?" I asked.

"I came back in the middle of the night. I was too tired and didn't have a good rest. It's just right, come and stay with me."

Mr. Tang's mood was very low, and he, who was always heroic, unexpectedly had such a low mood.I became nervous, quickly took off my shoes, and was led by him to walk inside.We didn't come to the sofa, we didn't come to the bed, we stood at the bar.

Mr. Tang didn't mean to drink, but stood against the bar and held me tightly in his arms.He smelled of smoke and alcohol, and a faint smell of sadness.He hugged me tightly, tightly, like an insecure child hugging the doll that accompanies him to sleep every day, and he has the inextricable feeling of smoking the first cigarette after trying to quit smoking but ultimately failing.

Being hugged by him has always been comfortable, but what I feel today is his unbearable trembling, helpless hesitation, and sad grievance.He didn't choose to speak, but kept all the negative energy in his heart, and only relied on hugging me and hugging me to relieve the distress in his heart.

I didn't ask him what happened, I just carefully made a good baby in his arms, a companion for him to relieve his distress.