Mr. Xu's Qu Xiansen

Teacher Xu happened to be at home on vacation that day, and Qu Xiansen went out after preparing breakfast for Teacher Xu in the morning and feeding the parrot that was also sleeping.

In fact, Qu Xiansen may not be so 'busy', but Qu Xiansen has almost strict self-discipline in some aspects that even Xu Xian can't understand.

For example, no matter how late Qu Xiansen goes to bed, he will wake up at the specified time the next day; for example, Qu Xiansen obviously likes all fighting and high-rolling "games" with exciting uncertain factors, but Qu Xiansen has never Just looking at it, I won’t dabble in it; another example is Qu Xiansen’s sexual desire is so strong that he can pull his teacher to have sex every day, and fuck his teacher until he is drunk, but he always stops when he thinks it’s good, and then every day Put medicine jade on Teacher Xu's hard-working little flower, and take care of it once a week.

The content of the maintenance will not be disclosed, the most important thing is that Mr. Xu doesn't know what to put on himself every time, but it is very comfortable. He and Qu Xiansen have been together for so many years, and they have done it no less than a thousand times, but There are absolutely no side effects of enduring one party over time as said on the Internet, and...

Xu Xian secretly looked at his own place, um...it's still pink...

In short, Mr. Xu's Qu Xiansen was not at home this morning. When Mr. Qu kissed Mr. Xu good morning, Mr. Xu was still in a daze, with a familiar embrace pressed down, and Mr. Xu habitually hugged him. She went up, kissed Master Qu's handsome face a few times, and then continued to sleep under the soft blanket.

Maybe the low smiles in the dream were from Master Qu, but Teacher Xu didn't pay much attention to them. The dreams he had were strange and out of date, but Teacher Xu knew it very well.

—He dreamed about his childhood.

Xu Xian, a 30-year-old man, suddenly dreams back to his childhood, but when he wakes up, he can't remember anything from the dream, but when he is having breakfast, he remembers that he hasn't called home for a long time, and it seems that the family hasn't looked for him for a long time .

Xu Xian sometimes felt that he grew up alone, but there were so many years of good memories in that warm home, when he felt that he was quite happy, and there was a long period of loneliness.

Xu Xian knew very early on that he was a person with no big ambitions, no great ideals, and met very few people in the places he visited, but there was no pity, he just wanted a family of his own, no need The kind who worried about when he would end up on the street, but now Xu Xian feels that he has achieved it, so he only needs to manage the rest of his life well.

Breakfast is Xu Xian’s favorite noodles recently. It is sprinkled with chopped green onion and eggs that are cut in half to reveal the half-boiled yolk. The noodles are particularly elastic. I don’t know where Mr. Qu bought them. They are smooth and the soup is delicious. .

After breakfast, Mr. Xu washed the dishes and put them in the closet. Through the window in front of him, he saw several cars parked in a villa that was a little far away from his side. They seemed to be moving. There are a lot of people coming in and out, it feels so lively.

Xu Xian is a bit short-sighted, the degree is not deep, and he usually doesn't wear glasses, so now he can't see the scene there clearly, probably because someone moved here.

Most of the people who live here are either rich or expensive, and there are many superstars. Xu Xian often meets a few casually when he goes out. After a long time, he only feels that celebrities are actually ordinary people. Feeling far away.

Because the residents here and the surrounding residents are far away, they can no longer be called neighbors, and Xu Xian also did not take the initiative to contact the surrounding residents after being reminded several times by Master Qu, so Teacher Xu did not plan to go either. He figured out who lived next to him. He wanted to go to the neighborhood to pick some fruits and go home in the morning, and then quietly went downstairs to Master Qu's company. When Master Qu got off work, he saw that everything but calmness and anger appeared on Master Qu's beautiful face. Emoji other than a chuckle.

In the end, we went back together, read books and prepared lessons at home in the afternoon, took a bath with Qu Jingyou in the evening, watched an episode of Animal World, and turned off the lights to sleep.

The man's world is simple and full of abundance. A 30-year-old man at this age still gives people the feeling that he has not been deeply involved in the world. He is either pretending or being protected by someone until now.

Teacher Xu is naturally the latter, who told him that he only knew how to read all the time, and when he was in his twenties, he was kept in the palm of Master Qu, and he was still the kind who was willing.

Before going out, Xu Xian would call the driver, Uncle Li, but after a while, Uncle Li would drive over. Xu Xian had thought about learning to drive before, but his sense of balance and direction were not so bad, which caused Mr. Qu to forbid him to drive. Men touch everything related to cars, even bicycles.

"Teacher Xu, where are you going?" As long as Master Qu is not around, Uncle Li can enjoy chatting with men. Most of them are Uncle Li talking about his little daughter and those messy and trivial things. Xu Xian also loves to listen and always wants to see See Uncle Li's daughter.

When the man goes out, he wears very simple clothes. The midsummer has just passed, and the weather is neither hot nor cold. He looks refreshing and warm, and his smile is contagious.

"Let's go there often. Uncle Li, after shopping, you can help me to send the things back to Jingyou's car." Xu Xian said, closing the car door and rolling down the car window, and the sun shone vaguely. On the man's face, a layer of warm color is plated.

"Okay." Uncle Li started the car and drove out of the small garden. At the fork in the road, he happened to drive head-on with a large loading truck. The loading truck was quite long, and it directly blocked Mr. Xu's vehicle when turning the corner. Go to the road, and there are two such cars behind.

It doesn't matter to Xu Xian, it doesn't matter if you ask Uncle Li to wait, it's good to look at the scenery outside the window, Xu Xian is a very literary person to be precise, it's because of his personality, gentle and sensitive, sometimes rigid and stubborn, Obviously it is not easy to be alone in character ink marks, but no matter what, people can't hate them. On the contrary, there are not a few people who have a good impression of Xu Xian. Xu Xian has few friends, but Xu Xian can only see Qu Jingyou at home. Then nothing can be seen.

The water sprinkled on the lawn drew several rainbows under the sunlight. Xu Xian silently watched the water sprinkled in circles, feeling very happy, but he didn't know that some people were not so leisurely after seeing such a scene.

Someone from the family who was moving came over in a hurry, reversed the large cart loaded with furniture and other things, stopped in place, and made room for Xu Xian's car, then walked directly to Xu Xian's side, and spoke ,road:

"Sorry, you go there first, you didn't notice it just now, or it would be bad to delay your time."

The person who spoke was an elegant man in his 40s. His appearance was deep and three-dimensional, and he was well maintained. He didn't look like a 40-year-old at all. He spoke politely and respectfully. Dazed, he said, "Are you... Qin Xu?"

The elegant man also smiled, nodded in surprise, and said, "Yes."

Xu Xian suddenly didn't know what to say, blushed, and said: "I have watched your movies since I was a child... I have watched each of them many times."

Qin Xu, who started to enter the industry when he was a teenager, became famous in his 20s and became a legendary figure. He is very important in the film and television industry. He lives in the coastal city of Los Angeles and rarely comes to the capital Jinzhou.

"Really? Thank you very much for your liking." Qin Xu smiled sincerely, pointed behind him, and said, "I will move to live there in the future, if you don't mind, you can come to my new home at night, how about having dinner together, We'll be neighbors from now on."

……

"Master, who was it just now?" After the black car drove away, a young man walked up to Qin Xu and asked, "Why don't you just go there yourself and ask me to go there?"

The elegant man glanced at the young man, tapped the young man on the head, and said, "You really have a lot to learn, like a piece of wood, tsk."

"Seize every opportunity that comes your way, you know?"

"Get ready for dinner, maybe some distinguished guests are coming."

After all, the young man who was left behind blinked, suddenly realizing as if he remembered something.

And when Xu Xian was taken away by Uncle Li, Xu Xian still couldn't believe it. Qin Xu was a movie star that they grew up with. Teacher Xu saw a real person all of a sudden, and all kinds of feelings were mixed in his heart. Thinking of being invited to be a guest at night, the man was sitting in the car, nervously only wanted to call Qu Xiansen, and wondered if Qu Xiansen would go with him...

Xu Xian completely forgot that he originally wanted to scare Qu Xiansen, and took out his mobile phone to make a call, but just as he took it out, the man's mobile phone rang.

The call reminder read: Xu Zhichuan.

——that was his younger brother, the biological child of his adoptive parents.

Xu Xian pursed his lips, asked Uncle Li to get out of the car first, and then pressed the answer button. A male voice came from inside: "Brother, look at the coffee shop across the road."

Xu Xian turned his head, and saw a fat man in the coffee shop waving at him with his mobile phone.

Then the voice from the other side came from the mobile phone: "Brother, long time no see, come and sit down, I just bought your favorite mango."

It was around 10:30 in the morning, and there were people coming and going in the bustling commercial street. A boy with bruised eyes was squatting on the corner of the street in District A. The boy had curly hair, full of ruffianism, like a braggart. The grown-up feline has a certain aura but is not so strong. He touched his panda eyes that were shot out cursingly, grinned in pain, and called on the phone while cursing, saying:

"Damn, I always feel like I'm being watched."

There is also a boy's voice over there, but it seems that his voice has changed, and it is hoarse like a drake: "Fuck, who will watch you, big brother."

The curly-haired boy was very serious. He walked from the corner to the center of the commercial street and said, "There must be. I have felt this way for several days."

"Okay, yes, I haven't woken up yet, let's talk about how to get rid of the person watching you when I wake up." The little partner over there obviously didn't cooperate, and fell silent while talking, and started snoring.

The curly-haired boy rolled his eyes, hung up the phone, put it in his pocket, put on the hoodie, looked left and right, then rushed into the crowd, crossed a road, and disappeared...