please love me

Luo Sheng glanced at it and found nothing wrong, and complained, why did I hit him with a pillow?

"I am male."

I have a stomachache!Unwell period!

How can I have a period if I am a man?

You relieve my stomach pain the way you give girls periods?

Are you serious?

Can you respect my gender?

Only then did Luo Sheng take over the phone, carefully looked at the words on the screen, then raised his head to look at me with embarrassment, his face turned red immediately, and immediately lowered his head to avoid my gaze.I rubbed my hair in embarrassment, and muttered something in my mouth, but I didn't hear it clearly.

I don't want to talk to him now.Silently worried about his future girlfriend, just this thing, if he finds a girlfriend in the future, how sensible his girlfriend is.

Luo Sheng, from what I've seen so far, apart from good grades, rich second-generation rich, good looks, tall, good at playing basketball and sports, there's nothing girls like about him, right?This is a straight man.

I also wondered what kind of person his girlfriend would be in the future. Those rich people in TV dramas are very strict in choosing their daughters-in-law. They must be educated, gentle and sensible, and their body and appearance can not be bad. , must be a good wife and mother.

Such a girl should be a man's dream lover, after all, she is so perfect, and if she gives birth to a child for him, this life will be complete.

However, rich men will always go bad, especially some rich second generations are playboys who only know how to spend money wantonly, and they are not honest.

Luo Sheng doesn't seem like such a person, does he?This made me suddenly think of Yanlin in our class, he belongs to the kind of arrogant and domineering rich second generation, no, he is a typical playboy.

It's also a boy, I don't understand why his desire is so big.

Ok……

Am I not condemning Luo Sheng?

I'm thinking of something the hell!It must be a phenomenon caused by stomach pain involving the cranial nerves.

What the hell are they?

When I was struggling, Luo Sheng handed me another glass of water, which was warm water.He asked me if I was hungry. I glanced at him and pointed to my stomach, saying that my stomach hurts and I couldn't eat at all.

Every time I have a stomachache, I can’t eat anything. Even if I eat something, I vomit it out quickly.

Because of this, I also decided not to marry a wife in this life.Because once I have a stomach problem, I can only toss the people around me, and the girl is also the apple of my eye, so why bother to take care of the stomach problem of a big man like me.

In fact, I also thought a long time ago that I would not marry in this life, live alone, and take good care of my mother.But my mother said that people always want to get married and find a companion, and when I get old, I will always have someone by my side, so I won't be so lonely.

I often wanted to refute a few words, but following the strands of white hair on my mother's sideburns, I couldn't tell the truth, and swallowed it back deeply.Think about how tired and sad my mother is only 34 years old, with a few strands of white hair on her temples.

I don't understand why she is so worried, our life is slowly getting better.

I don't know how my mother is doing now, I haven't seen my mother for several months.Where did mother go?When I returned to my previous home, it was empty, and the neighbors in the neighborhood did not know where my mother had gone, as if my mother had never appeared.

I miss her, I miss the buns she made, the dumplings she made, and the noodles she made.When I was in elementary school, we only ate dumplings during Chinese New Year, and my mother sold steamed buns. I often ate noodles, but noodles were the most different on birthdays.

It was a very, very long noodle. Sometimes I felt like I would have to eat it for a long time before I could finish it.Because my mother got up very early to make it for me, and my birthday is in winter.

The winter morning is cold, there is no heating in the house, and her hands are blue from the cold.

My mother often said that eating longevity noodles can lead to a long life. She hopes that I will live a long life and that I will be safe and healthy, but if she can only choose one of the two, she will choose me to be safe and healthy.

She said that longevity is about witnessing the death of one after another, and living alone is a kind of suffering.Safe and healthy means less suffering from illness and accidents. Accidents are always caught off guard. It is like a naughty child who always likes to play hide-and-seek with others, but it is not afraid of being caught by you, because it likes you to meet it. time panic.

There are always so many great truths from my mother, but it is a pity that I have to experience it slowly to understand.

I stretched out my hand and rubbed the space between my eyebrows, picked up the book next to the bed and read it. I like reading books, because only then is my heart at peace, and I like a person very much.

I don't know how long I watched it, but I didn't notice the time until Chen Qi and the others came back. It was already past five o'clock.

Chen Qi and the others brought food for me and Luo Sheng, and said that we really have nothing to do, we finally had a monthly vacation, not to mention playing around, and we don't need to read books so seriously.

I didn't reply to him, Jiang Shu spoke for me, and Luo Sheng chatted with him.

Seeing that the food they brought me was light and not stimulating, my heart immediately warmed up.

Even if life is unsatisfactory, I still have a few friends who are good for me, and I don't have much to ask for.

It was time to rest at night, and Chen Qi started to do his homework. The three of us just watched him do it. Jiang Shu teased him from time to time, and Chen Qi was so angry that he wanted to beat him but didn't want to waste time.

In the end, he couldn't finish it all by himself, so we asked us to imitate his handwriting and help him write some. I helped him write Chinese, Luo Sheng wrote English, Jiang Shu wrote mathematics, and he wrote physics and chemistry himself.

The four of us were scribbling under the desk lamp. The three of us really didn't expect that Chen Qi didn't do a single word of his homework on his monthly leave.Fortunately, we did it ourselves, so we could move it up as soon as possible, otherwise we would not be able to finish it until tomorrow morning.

But the handwriting of the few of us is different as we write.The homework was handed in the next day, and the teacher of the three subjects we wrote "invited" Chen Qi to the office for tea.

The three of us felt a little guilty about this, but felt that this was a lesson for Chen Qi, so that he would not forget to do his homework in the future.

Sure enough, after this time, he wrote every homework seriously.Sometimes when Jiang Shu Luo Sheng teased him about this matter, he straightened his neck and said stiffly that he knew his mistake and corrected it.

If you think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

If you are the kind of person who knows his mistakes and corrects them, he should be tougher.

Later, Chen Qi was caught by Ban's father for eating snail noodles. Ban's father called Chen Qi to the office and seriously taught him that young people should not have such strong tastes.

When Chen Qi buried his head and came back to tell us what Dad had said to him, the three of us couldn't help laughing.Since then, Chen Qi has never eaten snail noodles again. Even when he changed his class teacher in the second year of high school, the old class specially bought a few packs of snail noodles for him, but he didn't eat them and forced the three of us to eat them.

The snail powder tastes good.

After we finished eating, Chen Qi didn't think much of us.

But because he ate too much snail noodles, Jiang Shu got angry.This incident became Chen Qi's joke for several months, so that for many years, when the two met each other, they would start off with each other's embarrassing things, and then it became the source of happiness for Luo Sheng and me.

The snail powder incident is not over yet.When we were eating snail noodles that day, Zhang Yi just came to ask us to borrow notes, and saw us eating snail noodles.

Curiously asked us what this is, and we told him the 'knowledge' about snail noodles.Then he also ate a pack of snail noodles, and then he fell in love with snail noodles.

What's more, Jiang Xiaoqian told me when chatting with me a few days later that Zhang Yi gave Jiang Xiaoya a box of snail noodles, and told Jiang Xiaoya that this is the most delicious food in the world, and I hope Zhang Xiaoya will like it too.

At that time, I felt helpless for Jiang Xiaoya and moved and annoyed for Jiang Xiaoqian.Jiang Xiaoya not only hates the smell of snail noodles, but is also allergic to yuba.

This stupid bag, I didn't ask before sending it.

Jiang Xiaoqian patted her forehead, and asked me with a worried face: "What do you think that foreigner wants? First he wrote a letter to my brother, then he chased my brother for his contact information, and finally he sent a box of snail noodles... Is he trying to chase my brother like a girl? Oh? Damn! Jia Yi! Isn’t it popular among foreigners?” Jiang Xiaoqian grabbed my arm violently, and with the force of the rush, I knew she was absolutely Excited.

"If there's something wrong, can we let go first? I still feel strange pain."

"Oh... good! Do you think I guessed it right? Yes, you didn't tell me what was written in that letter last time?"

"This... you'd better ask him yourself. I'm not good on both sides."

Jiang Xiaoqian became emotional, she slapped me on the back, her voice was extremely loud, she said in a loud voice: "I'm going, Jia Yi is still a buddy."

I couldn't help frowning, how could we be buddies?are you crazy?Or am I crazy?

Just when I didn't know how to solve this matter, Zhang Yi appeared.Jiang Xiaoqian quickly pulled me up and ran up to Zhang Yi's whereabouts. Zhang Yi didn't know that the storm was coming, so he greeted us with a smile.

"Your name is Zhang Yi, right?"

"Yes."

"What was the meaning of that letter you wrote to my brother last time?"

"Oh, that's my confession."

"It turned out to be a confession letter, I said... oh! Just wait a moment," Jiang Xiaoqian's voice became softer when she said this, "You fucking confess to my brother? Do you like my brother? Do you like men?