My reunion with you is a belated confession

Chapter 67 Are You Satisfied?

He Mingsheng left, and Xingheng didn't make any more noise, curled his lips, washed his hands obediently, and then went to the kitchen to help serve food.

In fact, when he came in just now, there was a breakfast shop outside, but he thought that He Mingsheng might not have woken up, or even if he did, he asked Master to go out to eat together.

When Xing Heng came in, He Mingsheng just put the last knife into the knife barrel, picked up two plates of food, and pointed Xing Heng to the side milk with his chin.

Xingheng's apartment is not small, a simple two-bedroom and one living room, one bedroom has been converted into a study, oh no, it's similar to a studio.There is a special place for eating in the living room, the so-called complete internal organs.At this moment, he and He Mingsheng were sitting face to face, and as soon as they sat down, He Mingsheng said: "You haven't been in this kitchen much, have you?"

Xingheng nodded without any embarrassment: "Well, I don't know how to cook. Shall I go into the frying kitchen?" It's true that he hasn't been there very often. He still hasn't learned how to cook after all these years.

He Mingsheng chuckled slightly when he heard this, and the appearance of this should be exactly the same as when he wanted to set an example for Gao An back then, and he only answered: "It's hard for you to buy some ingredients, so that you can make up for a breakfast."

Xingheng pouted, but did not speak.

The two of them didn't talk much during the breakfast, but when it was about to end, He Mingsheng's words suddenly sounded.

"Have you ever been back?" He Mingsheng picked up the milk and asked seemingly unintentionally.

Xing Heng suddenly raised his head, took a deep look at He Mingsheng, and slightly exerted his hand holding the cup, as if to see through He Mingsheng and determine the specific question, because he was not sure at all what He Mingsheng was asking about where to go back?In other words, no matter where He Mingsheng asked about going back, he didn't know how to answer.

After all, he didn't go back anywhere, not at home, nor at Grandpa Feng's, but he had been to the cemetery many times.

Xingheng didn't speak, and He Mingsheng didn't ask any more questions, and ate breakfast pretending not to care.

He thought a lot last night, Xing Heng didn't go home very often, it's not that he didn't suspect Xing Heng's relationship with his parents was not good.But this person's performance in front of him has never been a problem. It often happens that children who live in rich areas and their parents are often away from home because they are busy with work.

So when He Guoping threw a bunch of investigation information in front of him and told him that Xingheng's father had disappeared long ago and had no backing to protect him, he was in a panic.This is something he has never understood, and it is also his debt to Xingheng's lack of care all along.

The reason why he asked this question was that he just wanted to take a gamble, and wanted to know who else around Xingheng could let him know about those four years that he didn't know.

Xingheng was drunk that year, and after calling him, they had no contact with each other again. Xingheng's sentence "Since you don't need it, then I don't like it anymore" made him nervous Paralyzed, without courage.

Later, He Guoping was too busy to take care of himself and stopped threatening Xingheng. He was still stubborn and didn't bother him again, not because he didn't know the number, but because he didn't dare to call.Later, at the end of his sophomore year, He Guoping was sent in to compete with Lu Tao, his father who had no memory of him.

At that time, he wanted to go to find Xingheng, but after all, there was no way to make that phone call.He also went to the campus in Xiamen, but he still didn't meet by chance.

It wasn't until he was about to graduate in his senior year that he heard from the classmates who were experimenting with that his girlfriend was in the Art Department of Fukuoka University, but they were assigned to a new campus and did not go to Xiamen.

"Where?" Xingheng interrupted He Mingsheng's thoughts.

Because He Mingsheng's question was ambiguous, Xingheng couldn't make up his mind for a moment, so he simply asked directly.

"Didn't you go home? I think you live alone." He Mingsheng asked casually, as if it was really just chatting.

There was a brief silence in the air.

"Come back."

Xingheng couldn't see any specific emotions in his eyes, but he could clearly feel some gloom on Xingheng's body.

He raised his head and drank the milk in the glass, then got up and cleared the dishes on the table, interrupting the topic forcefully.

"Leave it alone, I'll wash it." He Mingsheng said behind Xingheng.

Putting the tableware in his hand on the stove, Xingheng put away his previous emotions and said with a smile: "Otherwise you still expect me to wash it?"

After finishing speaking, he walked away directly, without even a polite word of asking for help.He Mingsheng had almost packed his things, when he turned his head to put the tableware, he caught a glimpse of someone sitting on the sofa in the living room from the corner of his eye.

He Mingsheng didn't turn his head. In fact, he didn't ask Xingheng today why he insisted on ringing the doorbell when he could unlock it with fingerprints?

Because he knew that if he asked this question, Xingheng would definitely say, I just can't see you sleeping!But he understood that this person just wanted to feel the feeling of someone opening the door for him, just like many years ago.

Xingheng lied to him and said that he had gone home, but he really knew Xingheng too well, if this person really went back home, he would definitely not have the expression just now.

He Mingsheng was leaning on the refrigerator. Looking at it from this angle, he could just see the back of Xingheng's head sitting on the sofa. Looking carefully, the furnishings and construction of this apartment were very similar to the house they lived in before. There are all kinds of things to solve, and there is no mind to look at them.

Returning to the living room, Xingheng glanced at He Mingsheng and pouted.

He Mingsheng walked over and picked up his clothes: "Is there a store open so early?"

"Ah, when people open their doors to do business, you think everyone sleeps like you until the sun rises!"

He Mingsheng was helpless, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter with you today, did you go out to steal explosives? As soon as you came back, you put a gun on me."

"Hey, you don't like it, you change your clothes and leave, I'm going to catch up on sleep." Xing Heng yawned, but he didn't intend to go to sleep, but stared at He Mingsheng.

Being a bit confused, He Mingsheng also looked at Xing Heng, and the two stared at each other in the living room.

In the end, it was Xingheng who spoke.

"Go change your clothes, what are you doing?"

Seeing He Mingsheng's puzzled face, Xingheng was a little uncomfortable, but he pretended to be calm and said: "I bought clothes for you, why can't I see the upper body effect?"

After speaking, his ears turned red.

He Mingsheng laughed straight when he saw it, but he was afraid of making people anxious, so he said casually: "Okay, let you see."

Originally, he wanted to divert Xing Heng's embarrassment, but when he said this, the atmosphere seemed to suddenly become ambiguous.

Watching He Mingsheng go into the bathroom to change clothes, Xingheng raised his hand and touched his burning ears, secretly hating himself for not living up to expectations.

He was obviously not like this before, but...

I must have woken up this morning and saw something I shouldn't have seen! ! !He didn't realize until he was half asleep yesterday that He Mingsheng didn't seem to have any clothes to wear today, so he set the alarm clock thinking about getting up early in the morning to buy clothes.

Half of the other stores will not open until [-]:[-], but there is a wholesale market on West Street, which opens at [-]:[-] in the morning.

With the mobile phone light on, as soon as the door was opened, He Mingsheng was sleeping on the sofa with one arm pillowed and one hand resting on his stomach. He didn't realize it for a while, and looked down all the way with the light on... .Really, it makes people feel a little overwhelmed in the morning, especially in the light.

Thinking of those images in the bathroom, he felt as if his whole body was on fire, so he rushed into the bedroom and took a blanket to cover himself.

Xingheng sat on the sofa where He Mingsheng had been lying down, thinking of the picture he saw in the morning, he felt his butt was a little hot at the moment.

Then he got up and nestled in the smaller beanbag sofa.

I don't know why He Mingsheng changed clothes so slowly, Xingheng felt that he was about to fall asleep, and his mind was a little dazed.

The pajamas I gave to He Mingsheng were bought a long time ago. During the first semester of my freshman year, a roommate said he wanted to go shopping for clothes, and then took the other three of their dormitories around for a whole day.

When he passed by a pajamas shop at the end, he ran in by mistake and bought two sets of pajamas.

I still remember that when he asked for the number 183, the expressions of the other people were as if they had eaten shit, and Lu Chao even persuaded him: "Xing, it's fine if we really don't grow tall, and fat people buy clothes in smaller sizes. It’s to motivate myself to lose weight, let’s just say, this height, it’s somewhat flawed, we won’t laugh at you just because you’re short from the north.”

At that time, Xingheng didn't know why he had to buy a dress of this size in a twitch. Before he could think of an excuse, Lu Chao thought up an excuse for him by mistake.

But how did he come back at that time, it seemed that he called Li Yuanhao: "Please throw him out, it's very annoying."

At that time, they were quite happy, and later...they moved to a new campus, and they often had dinner together until that happened.

Xingheng breathed a sigh of relief, he really didn't want to think about it.

The bathroom door opened, and He Mingsheng came out.

"Are you satisfied?" He Mingsheng raised the corner of his mouth and asked.

Show bag!Xingheng was in his heart. He Mingsheng seemed to be different from his memory. He was obviously not so flirtatious in the past. He occasionally flirted with him, and he would teach him a stern lesson. Why has it changed now? For his flirting Nodding as it should, expressing his satisfaction, and the sentence just now, the former He Mingsheng would probably only ask: "Is that okay?"

Gee!

Seeing Xingheng frowning, He Mingsheng asked: "Isn't it pretty?"

"nice!"

It's so beautiful that it's hard to tell the truth.

"That's good."

The air was suddenly quiet, Xingheng looked at the clothes on He Mingsheng, and the time seemed to be back to the beginning of freshman year, he forced He Mingsheng in to try on clothes, and then both bought clothes for each other.

But that suit has not been worn several times in front of the other party.

After graduation, he only kept a few pieces of daily clothes, and packed the rest to donate to Qifeng, including the clothes He Mingsheng gave him.But I still can't figure out why I kept that set of pajamas, and stubbornly packed them in the suitcase, and brought them all the way back, even without express delivery.

While he was determined not to leave anything behind, he stubbornly bought him a set of pajamas that he would never wear.