Mr. Fu

Liang Xiaowu broke an expensive bottle of champagne at a private dinner. He waited anxiously for scolding, and an elegant old man came over to help him sit down. He asked Liang Xiaowu: "Do you like men? Do you want to follow me?" Liang Xiaowu was stunned: "What?" The old man smiled and said: "I loved someone when I was young, and I did a lot of things that I did wrong to him. I can't make up for it. You look just like him. I won't live long. If you want, I will give you all my property after my death. This villa is mine. You can throw champagne here and have fun. You don't have to be afraid anymore." Liang Xiaowu dropped out of college halfway through, his father ran away in debt, his mother was lying in the hospital, and his sister worked as a waiter in a nightclub. He looked at the shards of glass on the floor and said, "Okay, sir." "My surname is Fu." "Okay, Mr. Fu." [How can I thank you? When I walked towards you, I originally wanted to harvest a ray of spring breeze, but you gave me the whole spring. ] ! ! Notice! ! 1. If you think that Mr. Fu will die is be, this is be, my dears; 2. Mr. Fu Gong, 39 years old, and Xiao Wu Shou, 21 years old; 3. The short story should be finished soon. Intention: If there is one day, love one day