All my CPs are male

Madam Cui quickly came down with a thick photo album and sat next to Shen You.

As soon as it was opened, a snow-white fat doll jumped into view.

"It's cute, isn't it?"

"Well, it's cute."

One by one, I flipped through it one by one, from a newborn lump of meat, to a full moon, to a hundred days, to one year old... the growth experience of a fat baby named Cui Xueyin was gradually revealed.

Shen You watched with Mrs. Cui, and found the photo of Cui Xueyin when she was in the fourth grade of primary school.At this time, even though he is fat, he is also gratifying. If the old lady sees him, he will be just like a chubby heart.

And flipping to the next one, I saw Cui Xueyin's junior high school entrance photo, wearing a junior high school uniform, with a silly watermelon haircut, looking at the camera, her eyes squeezed into slits by the fat on her face.

Then when I flipped through it again, there were very few photos in the back, and I flipped through it all at once.

When the album turned to the last blank cover, Mrs. Cui still felt a little regretful.

"Maybe it's because Xueyin grew up a little bit, and she doesn't like to take pictures anymore. After entering junior high school, she didn't have many pictures."

Shen You thought to himself, if I were a fat man of two hundred catties, I should also hate taking pictures.

But he also responded to Mrs. Cui lightly.

Madam Cui's eyes fell on Cui Xueyin, who was sitting not far away. He had been secretly paying attention to the development here, and took another sneak peek, but was caught by Madam Cui.

"Xueyin, tell me, why didn't you like taking pictures later?"

"You don't even talk to me when you get home. Sure enough, you won't be cute when you grow up..."

After that, there was a series of accusations against Cui Xueyin. It seemed a bit funny that a tall and handsome guy like Cui Xueyin was being nagged by his old mother.

Because of Shen You's onlookers, Cui Xueyin's ears turned red from embarrassment, and she didn't dare to refute, she was like a boiled boring shrimp.

But his temper is really good, when Shen Bo was still there, facing his father's ridicule and run, Shen You would choke back without hesitation.

It seems that ever since he came here with Cui Xueyin, he couldn't help recalling the past, and felt a little regretful.

Later, Mrs. Cui seemed to remember something again, and went upstairs with a thump, and then came back with a photo frame in her arms.

"This is also a photo of him when he was in junior high school. At that time, he won No.1 in the singing competition." Speaking of this, Mrs. Cui's tone was still very proud.

While talking, she asked Shen You: "Youyou, do you think Xueyin sings well?"

Unexpectedly, when asked suddenly, Shen You touched his ears in embarrassment, and Cui Xueyin who was next to him also moved in his position in embarrassment.

"It sounds good." Answer truthfully.

"Haha, it's all inherited from me! When I was young, I was the lead singer of the art troupe!"

"……Amazing!"

It turned out to be a self-promotion that turned a corner.

Then, Mrs. Cui put the photo frame in the middle, and the moment Shen You saw it clearly, she was a little embarrassed.

Reality can't be so bloody...

It just so happened that Mrs. Cui also discovered this bloody element.

In the photo frame, the fat version of Cui Xueyin firmly occupies the visual C position, and on his left, Shen Xiaoyou is also holding a trophy.

Mrs. Cui said in surprise: "It turns out that you are participating in a singing competition."

Seeing this photo, Shen You also had an extra memory out of thin air. Don't blame him for having a bad memory. He actually had a basketball game that day. In the end, he was notified in the middle of the basketball game, and he was suddenly notified that he had signed up for a singing Contest!

At that time, it was too late to change the jersey on his body, so he ran into the small auditorium sweating profusely.

He didn't have any preparations, so he went on stage and sang a mediocre song, only to find out later that everyone was waiting for him...

It can be called Shen You's embarrassing black history in junior high school, no wonder he has selective amnesia.

In Cui Xueyin's memory, during the period when he was the most embarrassingly fat, he applied for a singing competition. He was originally drawn to be the last one to perform on stage, but later he was waiting for an absent contestant.

At that time, he was living in his own small world, and he didn't even know Shen You, the man of the school at this time.

The first time I heard Shen You's name was from a group of girls who wanted to see Shen You sing.

When Shen You didn't come, they were more anxious than anyone else, and later begged the teacher, saying that Shen You was late due to something urgent, moved his performance to the end, and sent a fast-running male classmate to call him.

In retrospect, the memory is simply vivid.

Oh, it turns out that Shen You is still a heartthrob.

After that, he moved his performance order forward and finished the performance with a nervous mood, but in fact, the audience was also nervous, replacing a person named Shen You.

But it did ease his low self-esteem at the time. Although it was a risky attempt to sign up for the singing competition, his mentality was not so strong at this time. Seeing the absent-minded audience below, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, Shen You appeared in the eyes of everyone, and casually lifted the hem of the jersey to wipe the sweat from the top of his head, just this action made the girls scream non-stop.

Later, he directly jumped three feet high from the bottom of the stage to the top of the stage. His appearance was quite handsome, which left a great impression on his young heart.

There are such handsome people in the world!

Especially after Shen You came to the stage, he went directly in front of him. It was the microphone he took from him. Looking at it from a close distance, it was so delicate and dazzling that it was incomparable. But compared to his huge and clumsy body, Shen You looked very Slender, his frame is so small that it seems like he can hold it in one hand.

After Shen You finished singing, he directly announced the ranking of the competition.

Although the audience was absent-mindedly listening to Cui Xueyin singing, the judges and teachers were still dedicated. In the end, Cui Xueyin won the No.1 in the singing competition, while Shen You took the No. Best Popularity Award.

I took this picture standing next to Cui Xueyin when receiving the award.

Sure enough, every photo has a story behind it.

Mrs. Cui was even more excited after seeing such a coincidental photo, and she couldn't control her chatterbox, so she started talking nonsense to Shen You that called Cui Xueyin extremely embarrassing.

"You don't know that Cui Xueyin's father and I are actually in the same middle school. At that time, I was still a school belle, and I was famous in all directions. The people chasing me could fill a school. His father was just a gangster at the time, and he could read well. No, the mouth is also stupid, which is exactly the same as Xueyin."

"What moved me was that the school used to be far away. When I came back from school, a group of gangsters followed me, but his father appeared at this time and chased them away. Only then did I know that his father secretly sent me home every day..."

"A hero saves the beauty, it's very romantic." Shen You thought it was quite interesting.

Madam Cui smiled coquettishly and said, "What kind of a hero is a punk who graduated from junior high school." But her tone was very sweet.

Cui Xueyin has never heard the love story of his parents. Maybe this is the sadness of his parents' good relationship. He has always been like a light bulb, but he was rejected by his parents...

Mrs. Cui finished speaking with some inclination, she glanced at Shen You, and quickly wentssip about Shen You's father.

"Actually speaking of a vagabond, your father was only called a vagabond when he was young."

When Shen You heard Mrs. Cui mentioning his father, he didn't have a special reaction. In fact, he really wanted to know his father, and as a man, he could understand his father's, too!normal!

"What's wrong with it?"

Mrs. Cui made a fool of herself: "Do you know how you got out?"

Shen You's head was full of question marks, wasn't I born?Am I a test tube baby or a human clone?

"Huh? I was born by a surrogate my dad found?"

Hearing Shen You's words, Mrs. Cui laughed so hard that her branches trembled.

"No." After denying it, Mrs. Cui's expression was still a bit serious, "Actually, I also happened to see a pregnant woman with a big belly come to your father."

Shen You: "..."

Papa's romantic debt?Why is it so bloody!

Could this be the reason why I have never seen my mother since I was born!

As soon as the news was revealed, Madam Cui felt a little embarrassed. She looked at Shen You with eyes that hesitated to speak.

Shen You bravely met her gaze: "It's okay, sister, you continue to talk, I really want to know."

Hearing the "sister", Mrs. Cui's serious expression could not be taut.

"You know Xu Huiru, right?"

"Xu Huiru?" Somewhat familiar, after thinking about it, isn't this the Xu Huiru that Bai Qi mentioned before they performed "Comet" on stage.

No wonder afterwards, he always felt that he had forgotten something.

"Is she my mother?" Complicated emotions welled up in my heart, whether it was anticipation and joy, or unfamiliarity and hesitation, but it was undeniable that there was a wave in my heart.

Mrs. Cui didn't answer this question first, and then said: "If you look through the old news, you might still see the romantic affair between your father and Xu Huiru."

"However, Xu Huiru has nothing to do with you, your mother is a matter of later."

Hearing this, Shen You still felt weird, did it imply that his mother was actually a mistress? !

"But don't think too much, I haven't seen your mother since you were born."

So whether my mother is a mistress or a surrogate, I am confused.

Dad!It's really you!

It's no wonder that every time I ask about my mother, you deliberately change the subject and don't answer me.

Afterwards, Mrs. Cui's beautiful voice was like light smoke, as if drifting over from a long distance, with a sad tone: "Actually, it's not easy for Old Shen, he's been alone for so many years."

"After Xu Huiru, he seemed to be a different person, and he didn't get married again..."

"You also have to be considerate of your dad. Something happened to Old Shen last year. In fact, we all know that Old Shen is exhausted—"

Cui Xueyin interrupted Mrs. Cui's soliloquy at this time.

"Mom, it's time to prepare dinner."

Cui Xueyin didn't need to look at Shen You's expression to know that he should be very sad now.

But during dinner, Shen You was still as usual, with a calm demeanor, but was a little quieter.

After the meal, I even sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while, and laughed when I saw the funny places.

Cui Xueyin sensitively discovered that Shen You was actually absent-minded, and it took a few beats to react every time he laughed along.

After watching for a while, Shen You talked to them and went back to the room.

Cui Xueyin was still a little worried, and was about to get up to follow, but turned her head and met her mother's eyes that seemed to see through everything.

"..."

Shen You lay on the bed early to rest, but the thoughts in his mind were like a vortex, and he was involved in it, and even the quilt on his body was weighed down as if he couldn't breathe.

After that, he threw off the quilt, and he curled up and gasped like a fish that survived a catastrophe.

The reddish eye sockets covered by the hair were vaguely visible, as if she had cried, and forgot to mention, even the panting just now seemed to be sobbing.

Probably all the living have the same feeling towards the dead, too regretful and helpless.

Although the old man was a little indifferent to him, but he did not show more concern for the old man.

It's too late to think about it now.

Then I didn't know when to go to sleep.

When Shen You got up, he saw a cup of pure white milk on the bedside, it was still warm to the touch, because there was a thermos coaster under it.

I remembered the knock on the door that I seemed to hear last night when I was half asleep and half awake.

After staring at the glass of milk in a daze for a while, I made a decision in my heart.