my gaming boyfriend

Chapter 523 You Just Decide

"understood."

The uncle didn't treat himself as an outsider when he came in, he found a feather duster in the kitchen with ease, and threw a rag to Duan Le, "Clean it up first."

Back then when Duan Le was young, his parents had that kind of trouble. Fortunately, he had an uncle who helped him to deal with it. Over the years, he helped him with some things.

Duan Le has always listened to his uncle's words, and the two of them got busy.

Since the house is not big, Duan Le threw the dirty handkerchief into the sink first, and the uncle asked him in the living room, "How was your life in college?"

Duan Le washed his hands and walked out: "Everything is fine."

The uncle opened the cotton coat, took out a thick envelope from the inside pocket, and put it on the coffee table, "You take these first, students should study hard, don't go outside to work, look how thin you are It looks like it, and the food doesn't taste good."

Duan Le knew what was in the envelope without looking at it. He pushed it back in front of his uncle, pursed his lips, "Uncle, I am not short of money. I spend more time in college than in high school. Working part-time won't waste too much time."

The uncle glared at him, took out a cigarette and started to smoke. The hand holding the cigarette pointed at him threateningly, "I don't know what kind of virtue you have in school? You hold it for me, and I will pay for this money." It's worth it, if your parents still see you like this, they will beat you."

Duan Le didn't speak anymore, and the uncle didn't want to continue this topic, so he asked him about his studies, Duan Le answered in a straight-forward manner, and didn't dare to make jokes.

"Your parents don't need to blame themselves for those things. It's not your fault. They finally thought about it and came to you with shame. Who knew something would happen."

Duan Le looked down at the floating dust in the air, and said lightly, "I see."

"I heard you are still playing games?"

Duan Le didn't dare to tell him that he was doing proxy fights, "Just play when you have nothing to do."

The uncle stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray, and patted Duan Le on the shoulder: "Actually, your parents also support you, and you are grown up. I can't control you about some things. You can decide for yourself."

He stood up and made a gesture to leave, Duan Le: "I'll see you off uncle."

He waved his hand, "No, you can rest and rest by yourself."

After the uncle left, the room became empty again. Duan Le sighed, and went back to the kitchen to wash the things in the sink and hang them on the railing.

Then I went into the room and packed some winter clothes to take to school.

The house has two bedrooms and one living room. The closet in Duan Le's room is too small to hold so many things. There are still a lot of clothes in the room where my parents lived.

Duan Le pushed the door open with a creak, and opened and closed the door slightly back and forth. The door leaf always made a creaking sound and stuck. He looked at the hinge of the door leaf, and there was some rust on the surface.He left the door open, wondering when he would change the hinges.

The parents' room had everything, except the big bed was empty, the sheets were not even spread, and there was no popularity at all. He took out the clothes he was going to take and piled them on the bed, then turned around and sat by the bed, folded them neatly and stuffed them into the bed. in the suitcase.

As soon as he sat down, he noticed something strange under the mattress.This is the old-fashioned thin Simmons. It feels quite soft when you sit on it, but the place where Duan Le sits is a bit stiff.

Duan Le stood up, lifted a bit of the mattress and reached in to feel it. Sure enough, he touched something hard. He took it out and saw that it was a notebook.

(End of this chapter)