My reunion with you is a belated confession

Chapter 69 Brother, I'm Scared

He Mingsheng brought large and small bags of ingredients, and when he arrived at the door, he found that the door was half ajar, because he had no more hands to spare, so he pushed open it with his knees and squeezed in.

There was no Xing Heng in the living room, but the dim yellow light was on.He Mingsheng directly put the ingredients into the kitchen, and only noticed a black shadow on the sofa when he came out.

When he got closer, He Mingsheng's heart melted into a ball of softness.

The heating in the house was full, but He Mingsheng quietly went to the bedroom to get a blanket to cover Xingheng.

I don't know what this person is busy with all day long. The movement of him just entering the door is not small, but this person is still fast asleep.

Looking at Xingheng's sleeping face, He Mingsheng felt like his heart was filled to the brim. He didn't pursue much, but he hoped that when he came home from work every day, there would be someone waiting for you to go home. This feeling seemed to wash away Get rid of your tiredness.

When he got up, He Mingsheng stopped the lips he was about to kiss, afraid of waking him up, so he just took a deep look, and then quietly went to the kitchen.

I don't know what Xingheng's taste is like now, but he is still sleeping, He Mingsheng can only cook according to the previous taste, and since he still wants to eat meat, it should not have changed much.

When he was short of the last dish, He Mingsheng suddenly felt someone approaching. Before he could turn around, a pair of hands bound his waist. Just now, because of cooking, he didn't hear the door open at all.He Mingsheng's eyes softened a little, holding a shovel in one hand, touched Xingheng's hand with the back of the remaining hand, and said softly: "Wait a little longer, it will be fine soon."

The person behind him moved, but he didn't let go, and buried his face in his back. Because the room was very well heated, He Mingsheng took off his coat as soon as he entered the door, and only had a thin long-sleeved T.

A gust of hot air sprayed on it, causing He Mingsheng's body to tremble slightly.Because of this action, Xingheng smiled slightly, let go, turned to He Mingsheng, raised his hand to turn off the fire, put his hand on He Mingsheng's shoulder, rested his toes, and brought it close to He Mingsheng's ear, and took a deep breath. Said softly: "Brother, there is no need to do it, enough is enough."

Only then did He Mingsheng realize that the person hanging on his body was quite drunk.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xingheng let him go, turned around staggeringly, looked at the cooked dishes on the stove, then turned to look at He Mingsheng, smiling, but a little wronged, eyes are full of Red.

"Brother, how can you come so late?!" It seemed to be a question, but also a sigh, but the trembling at the end of the sentence was obvious.

He Mingsheng smiled lightly, raised his hand to cover Xingheng's head, and rubbed it comfortingly: "It's difficult, it seems like this is the time to get off work every day."

"Brother, I still seem to miss you."

He Mingsheng paused, so the "late" that Xingheng just said was not because he got off work late, but the four years of separation.

He Mingsheng approached, and just like Xing Heng just now, he also hugged him from the back, lowered his chin to Xing Heng's neck, and did not speak for a long time.

But when he spoke again, it seemed that he could only apologize.

"I'm sorry, Xingzi." He Mingsheng slightly squeezed Xingheng's hand, as if he could express his emotions in this way: "Me too, I'm the same Xingzi."

The person who is clearly drunk is Xingheng, but He Mingsheng feels that the person who is clearly drunk at this moment is like him, and he especially wants to take advantage of this moment to explain everything in the past clearly, but every time he thinks of Xingheng's love for him I care so much, many words are kept silent in my heart.

Xingheng will be sad and sad, so will he.

"Brother, are you still eating?" Xingheng raised his head, with tears in his eyes, turning to look at him pitifully.

He Mingsheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, covered Xingheng's face with his hands, wiped away the tears at the end of his eyes, and then said: "Okay, eat. There is one last dish, bro, finish first?"

"No need." Xingheng said to eat, but he never let go.

He Mingsheng had no choice but to coax and say, "But the last dish is Xingzai's favorite."

Xingheng still shook his head, and a soft and sticky voice sounded: "Well~ as long as it's made by brother, I like it."

He Mingsheng looked at the person in his arms, in a daze.Xingheng has always called him brother, but this person has always been called brother only, rarely called brother.

With the tenderness in his eyes, he lowered his head and pecked lightly on his mouth for a long time: "Okay, then I will take Xingzi to your seat first, and then brother will serve you food, okay?"

It's rare for He Mingsheng to see Xingheng like this. It's not that Xingheng was not clingy in the past, but he was always bluffing, and he was rarely so soft.

Xing Heng nodded obediently, and sat in the restaurant with He Mingsheng.

He Mingsheng was busy going in and out, and Xingheng's eyes followed He Mingsheng's movements, not leaving for a moment.

He Mingsheng sat down: "Aren't your eyes sore?"

"Ugh, it's sour." Xingheng rubbed his eyes, and put his hand on his chin: "But, my brother is amazing, he disappeared by accident."

Hearing these words, something in my heart seemed to collapse, itching and uncomfortable.

"Where did you go today, you drank so much?" He Mingsheng served some food for Xing Heng, fearing that people who drank too much would throw up.

Xingheng obediently took the meal that He Mingsheng handed over, probably because of drinking, he always answered He Mingsheng's questions very slowly: "Hey, Gao An called me, so I'll go."

"Gao An asked you to drink?"

"No." Xingheng shook his head: "He asked me to eat, but I wanted to drink."

He Mingsheng raised his eyebrows. If he remembers correctly, Xingheng is not good at drinking, it has always been, and smoking and drinking are not good.

This time, Xingheng seemed to understand it, with frowned eyes, and looked at He Mingsheng with a smile: "Brother is back, happy! So invite him."

The heart was beating violently, the knuckles of the hand holding the chopsticks were white, the breathing seemed to be in pain, and even the soul seemed to be dissipating.

"Xingzi..." He Mingsheng called Xingheng and didn't speak any more. Xingheng raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite: "Brother, don't be sad. I like you, so you can come back. I really appreciate it." happy."

After finishing speaking, Xingheng patted the seat beside him: "Sit here and come with me."

He Mingsheng got up and came to Xingheng's side, but instead of taking a seat, he squatted down.

Seeing this, Xingheng's eyes were full of confusion, but he also turned his body around and looked down at the person beside him.

"Xingzi, brother will be by your side from now on, okay, don't go anywhere!" He Mingsheng took Xingheng's hand, and then gently pillowed Xingheng's leg.

Only the slight sound of breathing filled the small corner of the restaurant.

He Mingsheng didn't wait for an answer, and He Mingsheng didn't force it. There was still a lot of time between them.

Just as he stood up, Xingheng suddenly grabbed He Mingsheng's hand, exerting a lot of strength: "Brother, I'm scared!"

He Mingsheng's back was stiff, he didn't ask, but just moved closer.Xingheng's posture remained the same, only He Mingsheng changed from squatting to standing.

Xingheng leaned on He Mingsheng's stomach, but whispered the same sentence softly: "Brother, I'm afraid!"

Xingheng didn't say what he was afraid of, and He Mingsheng didn't ask either.

Maybe it was because he was afraid that he would leave without explaining again, or maybe it was because of his own reasons that he was afraid that he would know.He always wanted to ask Xingheng the reason why he lost control of his emotions last time, just like Xingheng always wanted to know the specific things four years ago, they wanted to know each other, but they tacitly agreed not to break this crumbling reality.

But no matter what the reason is, the reason why he wants to stay with Xing Heng will never change.