“Hey, see? They are really getting well with each other. They are hugging with each other and contacting with eye expressions. They are exuding tenderness and love through eyes.”

Walking from the kitchen, Aunt Su saw that her son and Xing Biao were hugging with each other face to face. She felt so delighted. Her son was getting well with Xing Biao.

Su Mo finally realized. Shit! He was hugged by Xing Biao. Xing Biao’s hand was putting on his ass.

“You hooligan! Get out of here!”

He pushed Xing Biao away fiercely. But Xing Biao did not move his hands away. Hugging Su Mo’s waist, Xing Biao leaned on Su Mo’s body like a little bird.

“Aunt Su, Su Mo agreed to marry me on the 30th day of this month.”

Xing Biao did not move his hands away, of course. Su Mo would marry him soon.

“Really? Wonderful! But it’s a long time to get to the 30th day of this month, what if he changes his idea? Why don’t you marry on the 20th day of this month?”

Aunt Su got really happy. Her son would marry soon, and Xing Biao would take care of his son for her. Although his son did not like Xing Biao now, he would like him one day. Xing Biao was an honest and enthusiastic man although he was involved in the underworld. Without a parent, Xing Biao started his own business all by himself, and he was eager to love and family. He would love somebody for a whole life. It was better to marry a man giving love but not wealth.

Aunt Su knew that her son was arrogant, stubborn, self-contained and indifferent. Her son was really excellent with good academic scores. But he had low emotional quotient, and did not fall in love with anybody. Aunt Su met a classmate of Su Mo, who was going shopping with her wife, and he showed love in all his actions. But Su Mo did not show any closeness to anybody.

As a mother, she expected that Su Mo had a happy life.

Xing Biao was kind and honest, although he was rude. But Aunt Su believed that he would treat her son well. Anyway, same-sex marriage was legalized, and it was not important to marry a man or a woman. Happiness was the most important thing.

She could see that Xing Biao treated Su Mo so well. She insisted on her idea and it was a good idea to ask her son to marry Xing Biao.

Well, it was not so disgraceful to play a trick, although it was not clever.

Her son agreed to marry Xing Biao. That was so good.

It was good. Her son agreed to marry Xing Biao. It was really good. Aunt Su planned to finish the wedding ahead of schedule.

“No, he would not. He told me that he was looking forward to sparing the rest life with me.”

“Yes, I’m really looking forward to it.”

Su Mo smiled, too, with challenging eye expressions when staring at Xing Biao. He was really looking forward to making general turmoil to Xing Biao. He planned to tease him to death.

Xing Biao kissed Su Mo on his face.

“Just wait to enjoy happiness after you marry me.”

Su Mo smiled and thought, you would wait to suffer.

“Oh, I like your smile so much. It’s so beautiful.”

Xing Biao intended to kiss Su Mo again, and was tapped by Su Mo with a palm.

“Get out of here!”

Xing Biao touched his face and smiled. He was delighted, and he was not painful although he was just beat by his lover. It was a kind of happiness when being beaten by his lover. No one else’s lover was as personal as his lover.

“Are you upset?”

Taking the remote control and watching the television, Su Mo did not answer him.

It was good that Su Mo felt upset. It indicated that Su Mo was so innocent in love affairs. Xing Biao was so delighted.

“Aunt Su, I’m helping you in making dumplings.”

“Call me mom, not Aunt Su.”

Aunt Su stared at Xing Biao with so much love and care. Xing Biao touched his head and got embarrassed.

Su Mo gave out a sound of humph.

“I called mom so many years ago.”

Xing Biao smiled with embarrassment. Aunt Su waited him to call her mom.

“I called more than twenty years ago. I’ll make dumplings.”

Xing Biao was so clumsy of speech. He could not say mom, and ran away.

“Useless! I’ve shared my mom with you!”

Su Mo blamed Xing Biao. “Don’t you see the red packet in the hands of my mom? Call her mom and get the red packet.” But Xing Biao could not say it with his face really red.

“Useless.”

Su Mo glanced at Xing Biao.

Any man was afraid of being said useless by his lover.

“It is just calling mom. It’s ok. Listen. Mom!”

With a loud voice, he said it. He stared at Su Mo in a complacent way. See? I called mom.

Su Mo could not help blaming him. Xing Biao did nothing extraordinary but calling mom.

I Shared My Mom with You, and Gave Me Your Red Packet