Borrowing a Kiss

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Liang Muqiu's mother didn't come here to scold him, she just sent her son a WeChat message just now, but Liang Muqiu didn't reply. As a mother, she was a bit cranky and insisted on asking where he was.

Now that Liang Muqiu was alive and kicking, she also breathed a sigh of relief, and let it go after a few reprimands.

She asked Liang Muqiu, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, will you come back this year? Your birthday is coming soon, are you busy recently?"

Liang Muqiu was born before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

I thought he would go back when he was free. He had a very good relationship with his mother and grandma, and he would miss him if he didn't see her for a long time.

But this year...

He glanced at Cen Nan next to him, feeling a little hesitant in his heart, not knowing what to do with this boyfriend who just took office.

"Let's talk about it, I should come back, as long as I don't have a job," he didn't say too harshly, "Have you received the cod liver oil I bought for grandma, and the brooch I bought for you, it should have been sent home."

Liang Yu laughed over there, "Got it, you have good eyesight, and others will praise you for looking good when I wear it."

Liang Muqiu said sweetly, "That's because you are good-looking and you can stand up to it."

The mother and son flattered each other for a while, and Liang Yu knew that her son was doing well recently, so she didn't ask any more questions. She still had to watch TV dramas, so she didn't have time to talk to this little brat.

"Remember to tell me before you come back." After saying this, she hung up the phone.

Liang Muqiu put away the phone, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, shook his head, and casually complained to Cen Nan, "My mother's life has become more and more rich after she retires. There are people who dance, paint and raise flowers, and there are a bunch of old men chasing her , I am getting more and more out of status."

Cen Nan let out a "hmm", "That's a good thing."

He spoke very calmly, but Liang Muqiu keenly heard that Cen Nan was not in a good mood, and looked over strangely.

"What's the matter," he looked at Cen Nan, "why do you suddenly lose interest?"

Cen Nan originally wanted to deny it flatly, but just as he was about to speak, he fell silent again.

After a while, he asked, "I'm not unhappy, I'm just thinking, do your mother and grandma know about you and me?"

The process of his own coming out was too tragic, and it is still a nightmare when he thinks about it. After returning to China, he threw himself on Liang Muqiu and finally got his approval. But when he heard Liang Muqiu and his mother on the phone just now, he suddenly felt After recovering from the happiness of getting back together with Liang Muqiu, he remembered that Liang Muqiu also had a family behind him.

Liang Muqiu's relationship with his mother and grandmother is much deeper than that between him and his parents.

At this time, the car had already entered the area where they lived. Cen Nan turned the steering wheel, and after considering it, he said, "If you don't know, forget it, don't say it, it will only increase your sadness."

Liang Muqiu looked at him strangely.

"Then what do you do," he asked, "You're going to be my little lover outside, and I'll find excuses to prevaricate my mom every year and holiday, until I'm older, and then tell my mom that I'm an unmarried man? "

Cen Nan thought for a while, "It's not impossible, just don't affect your family relationship."

Liang Muqiu was really about to make him laugh angrily.

Seeing Cen Nan's serious face, it seemed that it would not be a problem for him to be an unknown object.

Thinking of this, he sighed again, feeling unconsciously sad.

Cen Nan would not have said such things back then. When Cen Nan fell in love with him, he looked indifferent and noble on the surface, but he was like a peacock in his heart. He wished the whole world knew that he was Liang Muqiu's sweetheart, so that no one could come to him grab.

But now Cen Nan is retreating again and again, he doesn't need to be recognized by his family, and he doesn't need to be by his side in an upright way, as long as this feeling is still there.

After being beaten by wind and frost, people's requirements will always drop again and again.

Liang Muqiu frowned, "It's too late, I've already come out."

The car had already driven into the underground garage slowly. Cen Nan was parking the car. He almost stepped on the brakes by mistake, and the car rushed forward.

Liang Muqiu hissed, "What are you doing?"

Cen Nan stopped the car, unbuckled his seat belt and looked at Liang Muqiu, frowning and asked, "What did you just say, you came out?"

Liang Muqiu breathed out, and the broken hair on his forehead was blown up a little bit. It was a bit embarrassing to talk about it. His coming out experience was not difficult, but he cried like hell, very hopeless. I threw it away, and made my mother so angry that I ignored him for three days.

"I said, I'm out of the closet," he repeated, turning his head to look at Cen Nan, and smiled helplessly, "It was the year you broke up with me."

At that time, he went to order an engagement ring. Of course, he wanted to be with this person forever, and he also wanted to introduce him to his family.

But before he could take action, Cen Nan broke up with him first.

It is also really impermanent.

Cen Nan was stunned, with an indescribably complicated expression, "Why do you..."

But he stopped talking again, vaguely guessing the reason why Liang Muqiu came out.

Sure enough, Liang Muqiu said, "You broke up with me. I couldn't recover for more than half a year, and I was devastated when I went home. My mother saw it and asked me if I was broken in love. I simply admitted it."

Thinking about those days now, he also feels very confused, he doesn't remember what he did, he just remembers being lifeless every day.

In fact, he didn't have to admit it, he could pretend that he was abandoned by a girl, and his mother might still sympathize with him a little bit.

But he also felt that there was no point in such a lie. He loved Cen Nan, and there was nothing he couldn't say. Even if he fell out of love, he couldn't find a girl to fall in love with. It would be a kind of harm to everyone.

His mother couldn't accept it at first, and almost wanted to beat him up for the first time, but after thinking about it, she couldn't bear it, so she sat outside and cried all day, and finally agreed.

He sighed, "I was pretty stupid back then, you were no longer by my side, and I came out of the closet. If I knew it earlier, I might as well just let it go."

Cen Nan couldn't speak, it was as if a fire had fallen from his stomach, and his heart ached from the burning.

Before he knew it, Liang Muqiu was also fighting against the world for him, but he failed in the end.

Liang Muqiu also knew what he was thinking, and flicked Cen Nan's forehead with his hand.

"Don't make a sad face," he smiled, "I don't regret it, even without you, I would have to say sooner or later that I like men by nature, and I can't change it."

He also took off his seat belt, and patted Cen Nan on the shoulder, "Don't worry about these things, go home."

He pushed open the car door, jumped out of the car, stretched his waist, turned around and said, "Hurry up, don't dawdle, I want to eat supper."

Cen Nan sat silent for a few seconds, and then got down. He walked to Liang Muqiu's side and walked towards the elevator, holding hands.

Liang Muqiu's hands are a little smaller than his and soft, but because he often holds a pen, there is a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips.

He held this hand, thinking that God did not treat him kindly, with a lover like Liang Muqiu, all the hardships he had experienced could be written off.

When he got home, Cen Nan opened the refrigerator door and reported the menu to Liang Muqiu, "There are pork rib porridge, steamed buns, noodles, and pizza, which one do you want?"

Liang Muqiu lay on the side and watched for a while, his mouth was still hanging, "I want pork rib porridge, and I want to eat the potato omelette you made last time."

Cen Nan scratched his nose, "Got it."

When Cen Nan was making omelets in the kitchen, Liang Muqiu was holding a small bowl of hot sparerib porridge beside him.

He chatted with Cen Nan while eating supper. Since the topic of parents was brought up just now, he hesitated and asked Cen Nan, "Have you and your parents thought about what to do?"

Cen Nan didn't understand, "What should I do?"

Liang Muqiu pouted his lips worriedly. He didn't want Cen Nan to reconcile with his parents. From his standpoint, he didn't want to see Cen Nan's parents much.

But he also remembered that before Cen Nan had an affair with his parents, although Cen Nan's parents were not close enough to Cen Nan, they were still proud of their son. If Cen Nan hadn't fallen in love with him, perhaps Cen Nan would have been An excellent son in the hearts of his parents.

He didn't know if Cen Nan still had a little affection for his parents.

He sighed, "Aren't you going to see them for the rest of your life?"

"Maybe." Cen Nan sprinkled some scallions into the pot, his hands continued to move, but his voice was cold, "They might not want to see me much, they might wish I didn't exist."

Liang Muqiu's spoon stopped.

For some reason, he always felt that there was something hidden about Cen Nan's parents.

It seemed that Cen Nan knew very well how much his parents hated him.

He suddenly felt very uncomfortable, jumping and jumping, the person he cherished and loved deeply was abandoned by his parents like a shoe.

He shook his head, "Forget it, let's not talk about this, just let nature take its course."

It happened that the omelette in the pot was ready, so he immediately handed over a plate eagerly, waiting for Cen Nan to serve it to him.

He looked like a little squirrel looking for pine cones in winter, his eyes fixed on the omelette.

Cen Nan was so cute that he pushed him down and kissed him many times in the kitchen.

Liang Muqiu resisted vigorously, "No, the porridge and omelets are going to be cold...Cen Nan, step on your horse and let me go!"