My reunion with you is a belated confession

Chapter 84 Brother, I'm Tired

When hearing these words, the atmosphere around He Mingsheng suddenly changed.

The same is true for Xing Heng. When he heard this sentence, his whole body seemed to be frozen, his brain seemed to have lost the initiative to control his body, and he could not respond to the current situation at all.

Wei Qian seemed very satisfied with the current result, with a slight smile on her face.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xingheng seemed to have found his voice after a long time, with some anger.

Before Wei Qian could say anything, He Mingsheng's voice sounded.

"Lu Wen." He Mingsheng's voice was completely indifferent from usual, and his whole face was buried in the shadows: "If I remember correctly, Lu Tao is your old man, right?"

Questions without any doubts.

When Wei Qian heard these words, she froze in place.He was originally surprised by He Mingsheng's "I know you", but he never thought that He Mingsheng even knew that Lu Tao was his father.

"I'm curious why I know?" He Mingsheng didn't look at Wei Qian, but kept paying attention to Xingheng who was beside him.

"When He Guoping and I were shaking to death, I wondered who was behind the scenes to send evidence of Lu Tao's dirty work, until later when I went to school, I heard that you were almost arrested by the school for stealing test papers. Expelled, I suddenly remembered that your surname is also Lu."

"You don't want to help me, but you want Lu Tao to stay inside more than I do. You hate him!"

He Mingsheng's words didn't have any buffer, and there was no foreshadowing, so Wei Qian didn't even have time to react.

"He never recognized you as his son, whether you were expelled from school or bullied at school, Lu Tao never took it seriously, or he turned a blind eye.

He lives a good life, but you are like a mouse in the gutter, you can't see the light of day, and you can't even be called an illegitimate child.You borrowed my hand to get rid of Lu Tao, it's fine if you don't feel grateful, but you still want to blackmail me behind my back? ! "

In front of He Mingsheng, Wei Qian said something embarrassing or even without dignity without giving any face.He Mingsheng threw away the gentleness and warmth of the past, and in the same way made Wei Qian unable to get off the table.

Wei Qian cared most about his unknown past, especially Lu Tao's ignorance of Wei Qian and his dignity being trampled upon by others.

"Even so, so what?" Wei Qian collected his emotions and looked at He Mingsheng again: "Lu Tao's entry is irreversible. Whether I accept your love or not is entirely up to me to decide."

"You said you didn't know what happened back then, but He Mingsheng, Xingheng suffered humiliation because of you, are you sure you can still accept it so calmly?"

After Wei Qian finished speaking, she looked at Xingheng next to He Mingsheng again, curled her lips, and said with a smile: "How about it, have you considered it? Do you want to follow me? Anyway, you, the brother who is thinking about it, I think you are right." That's all."

Xingheng ignored Wei Qian, moved his steps, took He Mingsheng's hand, and said softly, "Brother, let's go home."

"Okay." He Mingsheng lowered his head slightly and said to Xingheng.

He Mingsheng took Xingheng's hand, and as soon as he lifted his foot, Wei Qian's voice sounded again behind him: "Why, He Mingsheng, don't you have the guts to know?"

Feeling the hand in his hand, He Mingsheng gently squeezed it to show his relief.

He Mingsheng didn't turn around to look at Wei Qian, but only answered Wei Qian with the usual indifference in his voice.

"Wei Qian, I'll give you a face, so you quickly put it away and get out."

Wei Qian was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at He Mingsheng again.

But it was fleeting.

When He Mingsheng raised his foot again, the smile on Wei Qian's face gradually distorted, and his voice was eerie and weird: "Xingheng, you'd better think clearly, otherwise, I don't mind letting you repeat the voice you hated the most back then." Aftertaste."

Because of this sentence, Xingheng suddenly pulled out the hand that was being held, and his body trembled violently.

Wei Qian was very satisfied with Xingheng's reaction, with an obvious smile on his face, and he wanted to say something when the elevator suddenly opened.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xing, it was our negligence, and we didn't realize that someone was acting as a resident." The security guard said.

Of course Xingheng didn't give any response.

He Mingsheng approached, put his hand on Xingheng, and seeing that the person did not refuse, he gently comforted him with the other hand, extremely gentle.But looking at Wei Qian with gloomy eyes, his voice was even less warm: "Wei Qian, you'd better pray that you don't fall into my hands."

Then he said to the security guard on the side: "I think your security work is nothing more than that."

"sorry Sorry."

The security guard on the side apologized vigorously.

He Mingsheng didn't pay any attention to it, just walked into the room with Xingheng.

Wei Qian outside the door shouted because of He Mingsheng's ignorance, and his voice gradually became smaller.

In the room, Xing Heng was sitting on the sofa, and He Mingsheng was kneeling on one side, looking at some people who were still unconscious, and said softly: "Xingzi, wake up, see if brother is okay?"

The voice did not have the indifference and bloodthirsty just outside the door, only endless tenderness.

After He Mingsheng finished speaking, Xingheng blinked his eyes, as if trying his best to react and identify.

After a long time, Xingheng slowly lowered his head.

Then he said nonchalantly, "Brother..."

He Mingsheng's eyes brightened up, shining brightly even in the dim light: "Brother is here."

"Brother, I'm so tired." Xing Heng leaned on He Mingsheng's shoulder, and when He Mingsheng got up, he leaned all over to lean on He Mingsheng.

He Mingsheng patted Xingheng's head with one hand, and said softly: "Then let's go to sleep, brother will cook meat for you, and we'll get up for dinner later, okay?"

Xingheng nodded, then shook his head quickly, leaning against He Mingsheng, his voice was nasal, and his words were very soft, with pleading: "Brother, stay with me for a while, just stay with me for a while."

"it is good."

In fact, no matter what Xing Heng said, He Mingsheng often agreed, because as long as it was Xing Heng, he had no way to refuse.

In the past three years, if Xingheng really confessed his love on his face and asked him to be his boyfriend, he probably couldn't refuse.

And that unfounded girlfriend, if Xing Heng is not so sensible and doesn't want to embarrass him, but asks him for an explanation unreasonably, he probably won't be able to say the words that make him leave.

In front of him, Xingheng has always been a sunny, tenacious look, and he rarely sees him who desperately needs him like this night.

It wasn't until the person leaning on his shoulders breathed a long breath that He Mingsheng gently brought the person into his arms, put his head on his lap, and carefully observed Xingheng's face.

Xingheng is very beautiful, he knew it from the moment he sat on the rostrum and watched it.

From now on, you can see thousands of years.

Xingheng's eyelashes are very long, his double eyelids are very wide, his nose is very straight, his lips are a little thick, but he is quite good-looking. He has a distinct appearance of a Northwesterner, but his skin is unexpectedly white, like a farmer from a water village in the south of the Yangtze River. people who come out.

Back then, the dark blue hair was gone, replaced with slightly curly hair. It was completely different from the temperament of the year, but it was even more touching.

He Mingsheng leaned over and pressed a kiss on Xingheng's lips.

There is no lust|desire, just a heart full of distress.