Since Xiu was around, it was not convenient for Du Ze to live in the dormitory during school. He rented a house near the school and would go home during holidays.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holiday, and Du Ze stood at the door of his house with a bunch of gifts packed in small packages. He was a little nervous because this trip home was a little different from the previous ones.

“Ding Dong!”

"Hey -- here I come."

The door was pushed open, and Du's mother, wearing an apron, stood at the door, having obviously just come out of the kitchen. "You're back."

Du's mother first glanced at her son, and then set her eyes on the blond young man next to Du Ze. His outstanding appearance made Du's mother a little dazed - when did her son get to know such an outstanding foreigner?

"Hello, Auntie." Xiu smiled at Du's mother. That bright and dazzling smile made not only Du's mother but even Du Ze stare with his eyes wide open.

My Lord, you are a killer!

"...Hey? Hey." Mother Du came to her senses and opened the door in a panic. "You must be the friend Du Ze mentioned. Come in quickly. Hey, why did you buy so many things?"

"This is my first visit, so I should." Xiu carried the gifts in. "I'm sorry to bother you for the next few days."

"Don't be polite, just treat this place as your own home." Mother Du led the two to the living room and returned to the kitchen. "Aze, you entertain your friends. Ah, I'll go cook."

Du Ze swore that he saw a suspicious blush on his mother's face. The silly reader stared at the humanoid weapon on the sofa silently, choking with indifference.

"What's wrong?" Xiu asked, "According to the etiquette here, was there anything wrong with what I just did?"

Du Ze shook his head and sat next to Xiu. "My mother, it seems, likes you very much."

Hearing this, Xiu smiled and said, "Well, I will make her like me. After all, she is..." Xiu thought for a moment and said, "Well, according to the way this world speaks, should I call her mother-in-law?"

Du Ze's first reaction was to check the kitchen. When he found his mother peacefully staying in her kitchen copy, his heart, which had nearly jumped out of his throat, finally settled down.

"Don't worry." Xiu reached out and stroked Du Ze's neck, staring at him deeply, "We still have a long time."

They still have a long time, a long, long time, so long that no one can oppose them.

--Even if there are people who object, it doesn't matter, he will make the number of such people close to zero.

The table became lively with Xiu's joining in. "You look like a foreigner, right?" Du's mother asked with interest, "Which country are you from?"

"I am mixed-blood."

That's right, eight races of mixed blood. A stupid and cute kid complained in his heart.

"Mixed-race child?" Du's mother exclaimed, "Very amazing."

It is very powerful, and both the enemy and your son know it well.

In the conversation between the two sides, Du Ze dug up countless flaws, and in a sense, the silly readers also joined in the exchange. No matter what questions Du's mother asked, Xiu answered them one by one with a smile. Du Ze could almost see with his own eyes that his mother's favorability was rising, and he was about to succeed.

At this moment, Du's mother suddenly put down her chopsticks.

"I'm glad you're here. This is the first time Aze has said he wants to bring friends back."

Du Ze was stunned. Du's mother didn't look at him, but continued talking to Xiu.

"My son is kind, but he is not good at expressing himself," said Du's mother. "Although it is not my turn to interrupt, if there are any conflicts between you in the future, I hope you can be more tolerant of him."

Xiu's smile became very gentle. "I know."

He knows how good this person is, and it is enough for only he to know how good this person is.

"In fact, he has always been the one who tolerates me." Xiu said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "If there really is any conflict, I will definitely not let him go."

Although she felt the blond young man's words were a little strange, Du's mother did not think much about it. She fetched the wine glasses and red wine, poured them out, and gave them to Xiu and Du Ze.

The three of them raised their glasses together.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Du Ze looked at the bright moon outside through the window. The huge moon was like a round wheel hanging in the dark night sky. Speaking of Mid-Autumn Festival, in addition to the moon cakes that foodies must miss, there is also the well-known legend - Chang'e flying to the moon.

A familiar breath surrounded him from behind. Du Ze was held in the arms of Xiu who had just finished taking a shower. Xiu kissed his hair and asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"

"A legend."

"kindness?"

Xiu's slightly upturned ending tone showed his attentive attitude. Du Ze considered his words and then began to tell Xiu the story of Mid-Autumn Festival and Chang'e flying to the moon. In order to tell the story of Chang'e flying to the moon, Du Ze also told the story of Houyi shooting down the sun. He told it a little briefly because he had to replace some concepts of the Celestial Dynasty mythology, setting Houyi as the god of arrows, Chang'e stealing the elixir became stealing the godhood, and ascending to immortality was replaced by becoming a god.

After listening to Hou Yi shooting down the sun and Chang'e flying to the moon, Xiu pondered for a moment and then hugged Du Ze tightly. "Hou Yi likes Chang'e very much?"

Du Ze nodded. If he didn't like it, he wouldn't have gone to the Queen Mother of the West to ask for the elixir of immortality for Chang'e.

"Why didn't he chase after her?"

"He couldn't catch up." Du Ze didn't know how to explain to Xiu, so he could only vaguely say, "It's like the realm of the gods, only gods can enter, and Hou Yi failed to become a god."

"Chang'e stayed on the moon forever, and Houyi died in the end?"

"kindness."

Xiu was silent for a while, and then concluded: "How stupid..."

Du Ze also felt that Chang'e should not have stolen Hou Yi's two elixirs of immortality. Even if she became an immortal, she would end up living a lonely life in Guanghan Palace.

Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, as her heart is filled with the blue sky and the blue sea every night.

Xiu buried his head in Du Ze's shoulder, his eyes so dark that not a single ray of light could see through them. It was really too stupid. The archer god named Hou Yi had the power to shoot down the sun, so why didn't he destroy the moon?

If he could no longer keep the other person, he would simply take the person who was about to leave him and bury him together.

Du Ze suddenly felt something creepy, but before he could move, Xiu had already let him go. "Here."

Du Ze stared at the red liquid that Xiu handed over. "What is this?"

"Red wine." Xiu poured himself a glass and took a sip. "When I first came out, your mother asked me to bring this wine here. She said this wine is expensive and I shouldn't waste it."

Du Ze stared at Xiu's rolling Adam's apple. The red wine and light-colored lips made him look like an elegant vampire drinking blood. Du Ze felt dry in his mouth for no reason, so he shifted his gaze. "...Drink it."

"This is your mother's order." Xiu's smile deepened. "I found dice in your room before. Let's play a few games. The loser drinks." Before Du Ze refused, he added another rule, "I must have three more points than you in each game to win."

Du Ze hesitated. As long as he got four or more, Xiu would lose. Even if he got one, he would still win if Xiu got three. So a stupid cute nodded and agreed to Xiu's proposal.

Facts have proven that if you don't seek death, you won't die.

Du Ze stared at the half bottle of wine in his hand for a long time. After taking a sip, he would definitely be drunk and not know east, west, south or north.

--Damn, every round is six points. Is this bullying? QAQ

The cute master said that you are the one being bullied.

"Come on, drink."

Du Ze looked at Xiu Ming's obviously happy expression and thought of the inside story he heard during the Celestial Tribe's trial - this was not the first time that Meng Zhu had tried to get him drunk.

"Why do you want me to drink?"

Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly. "After drinking, you will say something I want to hear."

Why didn't you say it earlier? A silly and cute guy put down the bottle and said to Xiu: "What do you want to hear? I can tell you even if I'm not drunk."

"real?"

"real."

Facts have once again proved that if you don't seek death, you won't die.

Du Ze stared at the doujinshi for a long time. Xiu, who was standing opposite him, even switched to the most sensitive beastman, and listened attentively. Du Ze opened a corner of the doujinshi. If he continued reading, he would definitely die without a complete body.

To drink or to read doujinshi, that is the question.

A certain fool thought about it and thought that he would read it regardless of whether he drank or not, and the behavior was extremely uncontrollable. Contrast creates beauty, so Du Ze immediately opened the doujinshi fearlessly.

Great, the first page is almost entirely onomatopoeia.

"Hmm, hmm, ah, ah, uh, oh..."

Du Ze read the words that were distorting his worldview in a flat tone. His beast ears turned and then drooped, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"You could be more emotional." Xiu's tail slapped the floor. "You didn't sound like that when I bullied you."

He actually said it, he actually said it so shamelessly about bullying!

Seeing Du Ze staring at him with a stiff face, Xiu stepped back and said, "You go on."

Du Ze couldn't be happy at all, because the lines that followed became more and more embarrassing. He had never found it so difficult to speak - even more difficult than when he didn't wear hearing aids.

“Oh, so good, so cool, ah, don’t stop, ah, it feels so good, ah, ah ah ah…”

"Oh, ah, so good, so comfortable, I can't take it anymore, ah, I'm going to die, I'm going to break, ah ah..."

Du Ze gritted his teeth and continued reading. Even though he was reciting as if he was reading a eulogy, the eyes of the beast opposite him kept getting brighter and brighter, shining golden as if it had seen a tasty prey.

"Yes, I'm going to fuck you to death, ah, it's all the way in, you're so good at fucking, fuck me--"

The ending tone of Du Ze's voice suddenly changed because the beast had hit him and pressed him on the bed.

"Since you can't read emotions." Xiu's voice was hoarse with desire, "Then I can only make you feel emotions myself."

...I knew it!!! QAQ

During the entire Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, Du Ze never got out of bed.