My reunion with you is a belated confession

Chapter 127 Hibiscus Past Years

The person on the bed kept his eyes tightly closed, and didn't have any special reaction to He Mingsheng's words.

He Mingsheng didn't insist on anything, saying that sentence had consumed most of his energy, and, for Xingheng, he didn't find a good reason to face it again.

He abandoned this person twice, but he couldn't find an excuse. Those so-called painful pasts are still clearly visible to him, and they haven't diminished with the passage of time.But if Xingheng's guilt is added to these painful pasts, it will feel like there is only sin left.

The word kindness has never been related to him, so he is not as good as Xing Heng thinks.When those unscrupulous methods were presented in front of Xingheng like a tide, what kind of distorted picture did Xingheng have in his mind, and - did Wei Qian tell Xingheng in detail about the things that Wei Qian did?If this is really the case, what is the point of what he did, Xingheng should be very collapsed.

Seeing the sleeping face of the person on the bed still, He Mingsheng let out a long breath, and with his free hand, he took Xing Heng's hand which was placed beside the bed and was holding the needle.

The picture is a bit funny, but it has an unavoidable bitterness.It was not a smooth journey for them, and those bumps and bumps flashed before their eyes frame by frame like a movie screen.

The story begins with a boy holding a painting bag, pushing open the door of the supermarket in the rain, and taking pictures of him brazenly at the opening ceremony with dark blue hair on his head. Take root in my heart.

The climax of the story is the rare beauty that they have walked together. The picture of Xingheng standing at the door of the classroom and arbitrarily teaching others, there is the tired look on his face when he picks up Xingheng, and they go to the aquarium When taking the photo, Xingheng said to him with a smile all over his face, if he wanted to make that photo into a phone case, everything beautiful would be like a moon in the water and a flower in a mirror.

If not later—

Without the sadness of the stars he knew he had missed, without the appearance of He Guoping and Lu Tao, all of them stopped. When the sun just rose, he thought he would be at the moment when the sun shines into his life , to help this person keep that rare purity.

Perhaps because he had just woken up, his body was inevitably a little overloaded, but He Mingsheng fell asleep beside the bed just like that.When he was about to wake up or not, he felt something tickling on the top of his head. Just when He Mingsheng was about to raise his head, a hand covered his head. It was not like the gentle fiddle just now, and the touch was distinct from time to time. .

At that moment, He Mingsheng felt a numbness coming from his back, and a soreness filled his whole heart, it was so full that it spread all the way to his nose without leaving any gaps, it was unbearably sore.

The warmth of his palm was the warmth he dared not pray for, and he suddenly felt like a dissatisfied thief, greedy for the warmth of this moment.He wasn't sure if this fascinating warmth would remain the same when he woke up.

At this inopportune moment, he actually began to reflect on himself. He used to be lonely and courageous, but he was not as embarrassed as he wished. He was self-righteous, but left important people covered in bruises.

He once gained a reputation as a top student, but lived a poor life. IQ and sophistication are like two dimensions, and there is no intersection at all.

Emotional outbursts are always instantaneous.He maintained his usual posture, but his trembling shoulders still betrayed him.

"Brother..." Xingheng's voice was hoarse, but when he yelled that word, he seemed to have gone through thousands of sails: "Are you...wake up?"

"Yeah." He Mingsheng's needle had been buried in Xingheng's hand, and the warm touch came from the palm of his hand. Xingheng had no choice but to withdraw the hand that was still on top of his head, and took the hand that He Mingsheng put aside to hang the needle, smiling. He said, "Brother...it's a bit difficult to look like this."

For He Mingsheng's crying, Xingheng did not comfort him, he just continued to want He Mingsheng to feel sorry for him, because now he is very confident.

Within five seconds after finishing speaking, He Mingsheng sat up straight, freed Xingheng's hand, and said, "I'll call the doctor over."

Xingheng did not refuse, and said weakly: "Okay~"

There is always a lot of tragedy in this world, but it is not suitable for the two of them.There are countless reunions of lovers after a long absence, but they are also other people's feelings, and they can't learn much from them.

"Brother... I'm fine." Xingheng took the initiative to speak, he didn't know how to explain his current situation to He Mingsheng.

No embarrassment, no embarrassment, but just didn't know what to say, so Xingheng took the initiative to speak.But this is fine, but He Mingsheng knew that even when he was in a coma, the situation at that time was frame by frame, as if he was present.Those blames that sounded like screams made him unbearable all the time.

"Don't be like this brother, if your heart hurts... I will feel bad." Xing Heng raised his hand and took the initiative to shake He Mingsheng's hand, tightening it as if comforting.

He suddenly felt that he was contradictory. Just now, He Mingsheng made He Mingsheng feel sorry for him just now, but after it really happened, he couldn't bear it.I really can't bear it, I can't bear to let the person in front of me suffer even a little bit of discomfort, not even as big as the tip of a needle.

The doctor came quickly, followed by Wu Hang and Shi Zhuo.

"Your current situation is not suitable for too much mood swings." After the doctor's examination, he glanced at He Mingsheng who was on the side, and continued: "It's not a big problem, it's just a matter of being anxious, remember, don't get emotional. "

Xingheng nodded, afraid to say anything else, He Mingsheng just woke up, although he still selfishly wants all of He Mingsheng's care, but if there is He Mingsheng's guilt in this concern, then he chooses not to.

The two of them tacitly don't want to be the ones who treat each other with guilt.

It wasn't until Wu Hang coughed in a low voice that Xingheng looked at the two of them with some embarrassment.Especially when he saw Shi Zhuo, Xingheng couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Back then, he promised others that he would expand the territory, but now he just slipped back without saying hello.

"That... I'm sorry, brother Shi Zhuo..." Xing Heng said with some embarrassment.

"Okay, stop it." Shi Zhuo raised his hand and interrupted Xingheng, acting like a boss: "Let's talk about the previous matters slowly after you are discharged from the hospital."

Wu Hang looked at Shi Zuo's serious look, and said with a smile: "Okay baby, now that I'm so new, I'm going to forget who the person who came over in such a hurry just now is.

For Wu Hang's dismantling, Xingheng gave a blank look without exception.

Wu Hang and Shi Zhuo seemed to be here on a routine basis. When the doctor said that there was nothing wrong with them, they patted their buttocks and left. When they left, they made a reservation for dinner.

With the sound of closing the door, there seemed to be a sudden silence in the ward, only the sound of each other's breathing.

"elder brother……"

He Mingsheng raised his head, and saw Xing Heng's face was smiling, faintly, but warm and at ease. Seeing Xing Heng's puffed up lips stubbornly opening and closing, he heard the sentence: "I am very happy." Miss you."

The midday sun hangs high. If you stand in the empty yard at this moment, the shadow you can touch is just a dot under your feet. Although it cannot be ignored, it is not something to be afraid of.

Suddenly he seemed to have no reason to be entangled, he still liked, and still wanted to be together, so it was important to find a reason to face it, but it was not necessary, because they were always the same, and they both wanted to be the only one in each other's lives.

Carrying a person's future is an extremely resolute but heavy responsibility, but if you include this person in your own future, it seems that everything is not so entangled.

He Mingsheng's breathing was slightly stagnant, and it took a long time before he said dryly, "Me too."

Xingheng's words "I miss you very much" and He Mingsheng's words "I miss you too much" brought too much bitterness and unknown forbearance, as well as too much torment and wasted time.The four years of their separation seemed to come to an end at this moment.

The summer rain is slightly cool, the dust is dripping, time goes by, but I still only want one of you.This is their heartfelt voice at the moment, and it is also a future they have been trying to earn for a long time.

Hibiscus in the past, the floating life has not stopped.The future is very long, stay with me in this life, and live my daily life slowly with a loving heart.

Finish.