Advice for Gay (1): If unfortunately the man you love is getting married, then no matter how sadly he talks to you, there is no need to listen to him, turn around and walk away!
Cousin's Quote: A woman is never too unattractive to be unworthy of marrying, nor is she ever so beautiful that she's worth risking your life for.
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My cousin is my great-aunt's only son, a strong and arrogant-looking boy who was 18 years old the year he got into college. I had already graduated from university for 2 years and had bought a house in Brightmoor.
That morning, when I learned that my cousin was coming to Brightmoor for college, I was still lazily lying in bed. I knew he had been admitted to a university in Brightmoor, but I hadn't expected him to arrive so early. There were still ten days left until the semester began. Why come so early? In this city filled with desire and decadence, I couldn't see any reason exciting enough to justify arriving ten days early.
I was so busy that I got up and hurriedly packed up all the decadence of yesterday and organized this little nest that hadn't been cleaned for ten days and a half months. I threw away all the things that were still on the side of the bed from yesterday's BFÂ and all the messages that he left here. My cousin is coming, and I can't let him see that I have someone living with me here.
To be honest, my cousin's arrival really couldn't have come at a worse time. You see, I broke up with my boyfriend, who I had been with for over a year, just yesterday. Although he said he still loved me, I felt there was no need to listen to him. When all the facts pointed to him still being so attached to traditional views, what could he possibly offer to prove that he still loved me? Should it be the bloodstain of an innocent woman, or the children he would never be able to raise happily? If he couldn't prove it, then give it up.
So, without a doubt, breaking upâdoes it hurt? That's his problem!
However, even though I broke up so decisively, after all this time, when the night comes, it's inevitable to feel a littleâheartache.
I think if my cousin hadn't come, maybe I'd just be lost in thought in the empty house!
I lit a cigarette, but what I inhaled was a lungful of loneliness! What did that guy say? I don't know.
Thankfully, my cousin is here! Now I don't need to think about that mess with my ex-boyfriend anymore. Sure, he had a handsome face and a rather impressive physique, but what does it matter to me now? Let his wife worry about him.
In fact, my cousin's coming,however, is enough to annoy me, my great-aunt in my New Year's home said that the boy is coming to Brightmoor to go to college, and asked to take care of more care of him in the future! My great-aunt wants me to take good care of her baby son, can I not listen to her?
Who is my great-aunt? She's the one who brought me up when I was a child, lord!
At first I didn't understand why my great-aunt said that coming to Brightmoor to go to college was a sure thing before the college entrance exam was over, but then I realized that the confidence must have come from my cousin's usual extraordinary performance.
Who is my cousin?
When I was 5 years old, he was the big fat baby who landed in the world and cried loudly.
Listening to his cries, I guess the boy must have a bright future.
--The grandmother in my neighbourhood said so.
I think this is absolutely nonsense, I remember with my childhood classmates, according to many people say, he was a child's cry is very shocking.
But now, what is he doing? They say he rides a tricycle all day long and collects small rags.
If you insist that collecting rags is a good career, then I won't argue with you, just go and collect your rags.
I don't care whether he is a good man or not, but on the day he was born, I got a luck. I ate two eggs, and one of them was a double-yolked one. Years later I look back on this incident, and in the midst of fate, as if there seems to be God's will.
When I was 15 years old, he was a little kid with a round head and big eyes.
However, it is that little kid, in the tenth birthday, even let people surprise. At the banquet that day, just to wish him a long life and celebrate, there were four tables filled with little kids. Among them, some were even two or three years older than him. My aunt that day was both angry and amused, but in the end, they were all kids from the same village, so we couldn't just ask them to leave. So that day, my cousin was extremely popular among such kids. That day, I laughed lightly and asked this young leader why he didn't have a "wife of the stronghold." He shyly waved his hand and said, "A man values loyalty above all."
This cousin, still only ten years old, who values loyalty above all, is a mischievous troublemaker who drives his teacher crazy and helpless to do anything about him. He can ignore the teacher's speaking in class, but when it comes to questions, he always answers them correctly. He can memorize poetry after just one read. What more can you say about a student like that?
When I was 16 and scored the highest in town to get into our city's top high school, my cousin heard the news, grinned widely, and said, "bro got first place. When it's my turn to take the exam, I can't let our family lose face!"
As expected, the following days, he to the town's first high score on my high school, but in his high school when I have run to Brightmoor and began my city life.
When I returned home from university, that little brat would always find reasons to come over to my place, asking me about my experiences in Brightmoor, and then sighing, "Lian Ge, no matter how hard I try, I'm always behind you."
I smiled and laughed, ruffling his hair, saying, "Kid, you can only blame yourself for being born too late!"
With a kid like him, what's there for my aunt to worry about? So, my aunt doesn't even need to check on her own child; she just looks at what I'm doing and knows which direction her kid is heading in.
Yes, people do have talent, just like my cousinâor I should say, like me. School exams were really that easy, and no matter how you resisted, it was still impossible to deny. He easily got into Brightmoor too.
Well, now he's finally caught up to my pace, but cousin, living such a decadent life like mine, you might want to avoid that.
His train arrives at 11 AM. I've already tidied up the room, waiting to bring him over. I don't know how long he'll stay with me. If it's a long time, that could be troublesome. Who knows if my ex-boyfriend will show up and start bothering me?
By the way, I forgot to introduce my place. The room I'm living in is the result of a "brilliant" decision I made back then. I was living in a unit apartment, but it just didn't feel right. So, I made a bold move, borrowed a few thousand yuan, and bought a one-bedroom apartment. Who knew, damn it, the housing prices in Brightmoor skyrocketed after that, and I was overjoyed. Later, I told my cousin about it, bragging about how smart I was. My cousin rolled his eyes and said, "If you were so smart, why didn't you buy a few more apartments?"
I picked up my cousin from the station. In the past few years, he's grown so fastâhis body has become more solid too. I laughed as I took his bag, and my cousin, with both hands free, pointed at the buildings around us in awe.
Ah, people from small places, like me, when we first arrived, knew nothing, found everything new and interesting. But when everything starts to feel both familiar and strange, you realize, how majestic or magical is it, really?
I told my cousin to take a shower, and then we'd go eat together. I stayed in the living room watching TV. It was a very clichĂŠ show, The Three Kingdoms, and the part where Zhuge Liang was debating with the scholars was playing.
My cousin was showering, and he was so quick. When I thought he was still undressing, he was already washing up. When I thought he was still lathering up with soap, he was already drying himself off.
I was watching Zhuge Liang outwit the other generals with a smile, and my cousin was already standing next to me. I tried to make small talk, but unfortunately, Zhuge Liang, such a handsome guy, actually married an ugly wife. My cousin picked up on my words and said, " A woman is never too unattractive to be unworthy of marrying, nor is she ever so beautiful that she's worth risking your life for."
I froze, looking at my cousin with the same amazement as Columbus discovering the New World. He noticed my surprised gaze and, feeling a little embarrassed, hurriedly and carelessly dropped his towel, which had slipped off his body.
The room was filled with the youthful, sensual glow of his body. That was the first day my cousin and I spent in Brightmoor.