C position study, God chooses the way

Ke Han: "I just remembered that my phone got wet."

Mu Heng: "Let's go, I'll take you to buy a new phone."

Ke Han: "Okay."

The two turned around and left without stopping at all.

Zhu Mingcheng: "?"

Zhang Yida: "???"

Chu Baiyue: "..."

To be fair, if a normal person's mobile phone is broken, the first thing that comes to mind is to fix it, right? !

Mu Heng, the true face of your tens of billions of dollars is about to be exposed!

But it's not easy for them to get involved, especially for Chu Baiyue, it's not easy for her to rush over and say to Ke Han: I can fix it.

Because her intuition told her that even if she patted her chest and said that she could repair Ke Han's cell phone and make it look like new, Mu Heng would take the initiative to take Ke Han to find a place to buy him a new cell phone.

Forget it, as long as the gold master's father is happy.

Ke Han was in a daze all the way.

He didn't know what was going on with him, but he knew that it was definitely not normal for him to behave like this.

Are you scared?

It seems not.

Are you hating?

It doesn't seem to be that deep.

After all, that man just remained indifferent when he needed his father all the time.

In addition, Ke Han has never been short of a penny since he was a child, and he has never suffered a little bit.

Ke Han occasionally thinks, at least compared to some parents who don't even want to pay for their children, and simply raise their children out of thin air, his father is considered "good".

Jincheng Fourteen was originally located near the "city center" in the suburbs, and if you walk a few hundred meters in the right direction, you can walk to a fairly prosperous area.

And there just happen to be several mobile phone flagship stores here.

The night scene under street lights is different from the bustling daytime.

Ke Han finally came back to his senses, still hesitating about what to do next.

Mu Heng could see that Ke Han didn't have much life experience, so he took the initiative to introduce: "I advise you to use the same mobile phone as mine, because it won't shut down at 45 degrees Celsius, and it won't shut down at minus [-] degrees Celsius. And The system application is relatively rich, and the additional 'toll fee' expenditure will not be particularly high."

Ke Han: "Ah."

Mu Heng: "Okay, then let's go and see this."

Zhang Yida who followed them tenaciously: "If you say this, then I won't be sleepy. Mu Heng, what you said is too absolute, and I should... well, according to me, the one over there is more cost-effective. , because according to the price over there, you can buy one here, and you can buy two there.”

Mu Heng: "Do you think I look like someone short of this little money?"

Zhang Yida: "Brother Mu, you don't look like a coin-spending player, do you?"

Mu Heng: "Yes, I am."

Zhang Yida: "..."

Are rich people so shameless now?

Chu Baiyue didn't come over to talk to Mu Heng, because she knew that she couldn't persuade her.

The IQ of those who fell in love dropped by [-]%, and Mu Hengneng dropped by [-]%.

What a miraculous man.

Therefore, Mu Heng, who entered the store, successfully bought the latest mobile phone of the season under the double tricks of the clerk and himself—a pair of black and white, Ke Han held the black one, and he himself held the white one.

In fact, it's not a couple's model, but Mu Heng thinks that if you buy everything, you should just change it to look like a match.

Ke Han didn't refute him either.

If you look at it according to the usual situation, he will indeed refute, but the reality is that his spirit is a little weak.

The direct result was that he failed to stop Mu Heng.

After the clerk transferred a non-sample phone from the warehouse, Mu Heng took Ke Han's finger to set the fingerprint on his new phone.

While holding Ke Han's hand to set the fingerprints, he also muttered: "Please exchange fingerprints with the newcomers."

Zhang Yida: "..."

To tell the truth, he had a toothache watching it.

Why do I have to eat their dog food here as a single?

No, not a single dog...

Zhang Yida glanced back, and found that Zhu Mingcheng and Chu Baiyue had run out of the mobile phone flagship store at some point, and ran to the milk tea shop opposite, where they ordered milk tea and sat down to drink.

Quite witty.

Well, it's a single dog.

He was forced to admit this, because Zhu Mingcheng and Chu Baiyue ran away long ago.

These are definitely two experienced single dogs, Zhang Yida complained silently.

But there is really no need for him here.

The phone model and brand, performance and cost performance are all floating clouds in front of this young couple.

"Ugh……"

Zhang Yida consciously shook his head and walked out of the flagship store with a sigh. When he opened the door, he heard Mu Heng asking Ke Han—"Why did you set up this password?"

The password Ke Han set on the two people's mobile phones is the same as the previous one.

He lowered his eyes and stared quietly at the "138118" on the phone's input interface. The number was very clear.

The screen is like crystal.

His voice was not loud, just slowly saying: "This is our initials."

Mu Heng reacted for a while before he came to his senses.

I was a little stunned.

But after he calculated the position of the initials of the two people in the 26-digit alphabet, he knew—thirteen equals M, eight equals H, and eleven equals K—the combination of "MHKH" is "Mu Heng Ke Letter".

Mu Heng smiled.

He thought for two seconds and rebuilt a more complicated password in his mind.

"I still have a password here. I don't know if you want to use it. It is more secure and reliable than yours."

Ke Han was still debugging with his mobile phone in his hand, when he heard this, he immediately raised his eyes to look at Mu Heng: "Huh?"

Mu Heng lazily leaned on Ke Han's shoulders. This action was inconvenient for the height of the two of them, but—he was willing—since he was willing, he would not look at other people's eyes, let alone Care about what other people think.

He whispered in Ke Han's ear: "[-]."

This is a long string of numbers.

But Ke Han managed to control his emotions and translated one by one.

Normal people are not that familiar with code tables, but Ke Han is different. In a sense, his familiarity with code tables is the same as another language he has learned.

There are so many three-digit numbers with seven and two digits and one, people will feel that this is the ASCLL code.

MH Love KH.

Mu Heng smiled and said, "If you still want to be more perfect, I can add a space for you."

Ke Han: "No, this phone seems to only be able to use a nineteen-digit password. If you add more, it will be very troublesome."

He also paused, turned his face away to look at Mu Heng: "Besides, I don't think we can remember."

Mu Heng: "I remember."

"When I haven't met you before, I was thinking about it. In every information class, I was arranging those codes according to the strings I wanted. I was thinking at that time, when I have For the person I like, I must write countless barcode chain confessions to them.”

Ke Han looked at Mu Heng and smiled, and couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

He said: "Then you are lucky because you met me. If you meet someone who hasn't learned this code well, I'm afraid they will force other girls to scold you for being troublesome."

Mu Heng: "Romance is never too much trouble."

Ke Han: "The premise is that you are romantic."

The two suddenly met their gazes.

They agreed with each other without saying a word or doing a single action.

But at this moment, Ke Han really felt that he saw the lonely city of mist under Mu Heng's dark eyes.

The bustling castle grows and spreads in his heart. The lights inside the castle are brilliant, and the fog outside the castle fills the air. You can't see the bottom at a glance. You can only use your imagination to outline the complexity and magnificence. Many precious memories of him.

That was a place Ke Han had never really touched before.

The two walked out of the flagship store, under the sight of the shop assistants.

They don't cover up too much, nor are they completely crooked like male and female couples.

It's just a little inexplicably sweet in my heart.

The lights on the street were dimmed, but it was already very late.

Because it is a suburb, there are not many people.

In this coldness, Ke Han actually felt a little bit like saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new during the Chinese New Year.

His concept of Chinese New Year is actually not very deep. The deepest thing is probably to follow his mother to make dumplings and eat dumplings. The dumplings made by his mother are different from those sold outside. The meat inside is textured, and tofu is added. I like to add leeks, cabbage, carrots...the tip of the nose is sour.

Mu Heng, who had been secretly watching Ke Han, trembled.

Mu Heng: "If you are sad, just hug me."

He took a deep breath: "I belong to you, you can do whatever you want with me. With me, you don't need to think about too many problems. If you have any problems, you can tell them, and I will find a way to solve them of."

Ke Han shook his head.

He no longer felt uneasy.

Because he knew that he was not alone, there was Mu Heng behind him.

Even so, Ke Han didn't mind embracing the warm Mu Heng.

He took out his old mobile phone from his arms, turned around and threw it into the recyclable trash can, and there was a crisp sound at the bottom of the trash can.

"Boom."

Ke Han had a feeling of throwing away the invisible weight on his body.

This mobile phone was given by his father. After the court divorce between him and Ms. Ke was resolved, he asked his assistant to buy it on the way and brought it to Ke Han as a farewell gift.

Even though he lacks rich emotions, Ke Han can still feel that, in fact, he just wants Ke Han to remember him.

A mobile phone works well for this bond.

When Ke Han sees it, he will think of it-hey, my dad gave it to me.

But he didn't expect that Ke Han changed his mobile phone card after returning to China, which made it difficult for him to contact Ke Han.

Moreover, this father has always had a heavy workload, so he can only reluctantly put this matter aside temporarily, and wait for a suitable opportunity to bring back the successor who inherited his blood and wisdom.

Ke Han had a mocking smile on his lips.

In fact, he has always been very clear that what his father wants is not a child, but an heir who inherits his blood and wisdom.

It should be a child who is strong, far ahead of his peers, and fully embodies his superior genes - preferably a boy, because he thinks that boys will not be too romantic and emotional like girls and indulge in other things - and , which is more similar to him.

Before he knew it, Ke Han had already held Mu Heng's arm, walked with him through the street with traffic, crossed the crosswalk, and walked to the milk tea shop opposite.

Chu Baiyue and Zhu Mingcheng sat inside, plus Zhang Yida, who was obviously full of indigestion from the unfamiliar dog food today.

Mu Heng looked down at Ke Han who was holding his arm. His hands were not particularly big, but there was an obsessive-compulsive delicacy in every part.

Each of the pink flesh-colored nails has been meticulously trimmed into a regular small arc, leaving a line of white at the top, and a small light-colored crescent at the bottom.

It makes people want to hold and kiss for no reason.

But Mu Heng can't do it, he is basically disabled with both hands, even if he wants to hug Ke Han, it is very difficult, let alone anything else.

He was wearing a thin windbreaker jacket, and the vest inside couldn't hide his perfectly young body line.

Ke Han's hand was next to his ribs, holding him gently.

You should even feel his heartbeat.

his breath.

Mu Heng collected his thoughts, interrupted Ke Han's absent-mindedness, and asked, "Do you drink milk tea?"

Ke Han shook his head.

It wasn't that he was absent-minded, it was just that he thought about too many things for a moment and finally made a decision.

"Let's go back."

He decided to face what he should face.

rather than escape.

Running away doesn't solve any problems.

……

When the group of them returned to Jincheng Fourteen, there was no one at the school gate.

Only Tu Xiuling was holding the work board and sitting in the security room with the security guards, probably waiting for them.

She lowered her head and sketched on the board. One after another, today's tasks were ticked off by her, meaningless.

But in the end, there is still a piece of content that was added temporarily with a pencil.

[Should I tell Ke Han, has his father come to see him? 】

[But... his father has already left. 】

【What's up with him?Why don't you answer the phone?Did I do something wrong? 】

[Chu Baiyue can't explain the situation clearly? 】

[She means that I don't care about this matter? 】

After a long time, Tu Xiuling shook her head and used an eraser to erase the words she wrote with pencil on the work log on the board.

Since Chu Baiyue said that she didn't need to pay too much attention to this matter, then she really didn't need to pay that much attention.

She still remembered that Ke Han said that she knew where she was from.

If this is the case, he and his father should really have no unnecessary relationship, at most they are two "strangers once familiar" with the same genetic height in this world.

When seeing Chu Baiyue passing by, Tu Xiuling greeted her.

Zhang Yida was no longer depressed at this time.

He just wanted to go back and rest, and continue to fight physics tomorrow.

Learning is really fun, worry to fuck.

He looked at Tu Xiuling sitting in the security room with some curiosity, because the students of Jincheng Shishi should have all gone back to the dormitory to sleep at this time.

Why is she still here?

Chu Baiyue poked her head in, and asked Tu Xiuling who was in the security room, "Aren't you going back?"

Tu Xiuling: "I'll go back, you are the last batch."

Zhang Yida: "Why didn't you go back to bed early? Is there any problem?"

Chu Baiyue pushed Zhang Yida away.

But she thought about it, and seeing that everyone is a friend of the anonymous technology group, she still explained: "She is waiting for me."

However, there seems to be some ambiguity in this sentence. Chu Baiyue paused for a few seconds before patching and added: "The tradition of the [-]th Jincheng is that if the students who should return to school do not return to school, the president of the student union cannot stop the day. work, go back and rest."

Tu Xiuling greeted the security uncles in the security room politely, and then gently opened the back door and walked out. As soon as she walked out, she heard Chu Baiyue talking about herself.

So she came over very unusually and added: "I am the first female regular president since the establishment of Jincheng Fourteenth School, so my work can only be finished after all the girls who should return to school return to school. "

"If it's normal, An Gucheng actually stays here later than I do." Tu Xiuling hesitated for a second before introducing to everyone, "An Gucheng is the vice president of our Jincheng [-]th Student Union. The difference in votes was narrowly defeated by me, in fact, he usually doesn't want to see me very much, and he doesn't like to hear others mention me."

"But if you encounter something while I'm not around, you can go to him to solve it. Just tell him that Su Bai asked you to come to him."

Zhu Mingcheng: "Okay, don't worry."

Chu Baiyue: "If we have any troublesome questions, we will definitely not look for you. We must use the name of Secretary-General Su to trouble that guy An Gucheng."

Tu Xiuling glanced at her helplessly, shook her head, and said flatly, "Then let's all go back first and have a good rest. We will definitely be cut by Coach Cui tomorrow."

Zhu Mingcheng: "He can't cut me."

Zhang Yida: "He can't cut me either."

Tu Xiuling smiled.

She said: "Your chemistry may be better, but this student Zhang, you have to know that your physics-you can't do without mathematics-your big Buddha will go to the mathematics competition group to find Teacher Cui to supplement your mathematics foundation. Yes, as long as Teacher Cui agrees to him."

"Teacher Cui has a very good relationship with him, it is impossible not to agree to him."

"You can decide for yourself."

Zhang Yida: "I'm only a teenager, why should I study mathematics?"

Chu Baiyue: "You can go to technology."

Zhang Yida: "What technology do I know? My family is poor, and I have never even seen a computer."

Chu Baiyue: "Sure, you keep pretending. If I believe it, I'll take your last name."

Zhang Yida: "Okay, classmate Zhang Baiyue."

Chu Baiyue: "Get lost."

……

A group of people were jostling and walking in the empty and lonely campus.

The first to leave the team were Chu Baiyue and Tu Xiuling. They were going to the girls' dormitory, which was closer to the school's gate than the boys' dormitory.

And considering the internal facilities of the school, in the [-]th Mile of Jincheng, the floors where there are more girls will be lower, whether it is accommodation or classrooms.

Because the content of this piece is arranged by the student union, although Jin Chengshishi has been criticized for the lack of women in the senior leadership of the student union, they have never lacked the necessary gentleman spirit.

And then Zhu Mingcheng left with Zhang Yida, they were not in the dormitory of the math competition, and their floors were slightly higher than the dormitory of the math competition students.

Mu Heng followed Ke Han and walked towards the dormitory with his new mobile phone. Ke Han was carrying the bag, because the things were not heavy and everyone was a boy. Then he mentioned it.

But at the door of their dormitory, they met a person who shouldn't be here.

That person stood guard at the door of their dormitory room. He was tall and wore a lab coat. It seemed that even changing clothes was troublesome for him.

Ke Han held Mu Heng back.

He raised his head and said to Mu Heng, "This is..."

"...Professor Miller."

Professor Miller.

Mu Heng thought about it in his heart, and finally thought of Ke Han's previous name.

Graham Miller.

Ke Han used to be named Miller.

This shows that he does have an unusual blood relationship with this professor.

Professor Miller saw the person he wanted to meet, and he didn't have any extra emotions. He just walked over and said to Ke Han, "I'm here to persuade you to come with me."

Ke Han: "Impossible."

Professor Miller was not moved by Ke Han's firm attitude at all, he just continued his persuasion to him: "The resources here are not enough to support you to go on, you don't need to do the previous basics every day Topics. I have seen the topics you are training now, and those topics are a waste of time for you, and even more of a waste of your life."

Because of the information that Ke Han revealed before, Mu Heng didn't want to pay attention to this professor Miller, and even pretended to be annoyed, and said with a smile: "Wow, this professor is a foreigner, right? can speak Chinese?"

Although Ke Han knew that Professor Miller would not be offended by such a simple matter, his father actually lacked what a normal person should have than himself who was diagnosed as "mild emotional nerve damage" by the doctor. emotion.

Unless all his emotions burst out, it is difficult for strangers to understand his true emotions.

Professor Miller just glanced at Mu Heng, his eyes swept over Mu Heng's hands covered in plaster, and his brows gradually locked together.

But he still insisted on persuading Ke Han: "Besides, there are no teammates who are suitable for you. The students here are basically impossible to keep up with your progress."

Ke Han smiled, calmly.

He didn't make a sound, allowing Professor Miller to persuade him in vain.

"You don't belong here, here... After all, the environment here is still a little behind. You should go back with me to the place that is most suitable for your talent. Don't waste your talent resources because of useless emotions."

Mu Heng: "But he belongs to me."

After a pause: "I belong to him too."

"We belong to each other."

In front of Professor Miller, who seemed to be Ke Han's biological father, he lowered his voice and ordered to Ke Han: "Now, kiss me!"

Ke Han froze for a moment, he didn't expect Mu Heng to make such a decision.

He was a little stunned.

But at this time, instinct is better than practical thinking, Ke Han didn't hesitate, turned his face away, hugged Mu Heng and kissed him without hesitation.

He felt that he was really hanged on Mu Heng, a tree full of strange flowers.

Terrible.

"Ke Han, hold me tight."

Because Mu Heng has always been more active than Ke Han, so at this time, he kissed with more devotion and ease, because he is proficient.

Mu Heng's voice was strangely hoarse, and he knew Ke Han would follow suit.

Ke Han tightened his hands and pressed them tightly against Mu Heng's body. He could absorb the temperature of Mu Heng's body through the fabric, and he could even feel his heartbeat from his heat.

Quick, quick.

Even breathing was disturbed.

Professor Miller watched the two young men messing around in front of him expressionlessly, his gray-green eyes were filled with deep coldness, like blades.

Ke Han finally kissed himself out of breath.

Mu Heng looked at him, controlled the rhythm, and consciously guided him to let go.

Ke Han let go.

"you saw it."

Mu Heng raised his eyes, with a particularly obvious provocation, but this provocation was subtle, with the sharp edge of a blunt knife.

The knife is blunt, but the sharpness is real.

"He doesn't need you."

Professor Miller is very clear about who he needs to negotiate with.

He ignored Mu Heng's provocation, but continued to stare at Ke Han, even with a new look in his eyes.

"I never interfere with your personal matters, as long as it doesn't interfere with your abilities."

Ke Han's face was temporarily deprived of oxygen, and the thin red gradually faded.

His actual expression was very pale, but the blush on his cheeks weakened his indifference a lot.

"I do not need."

Ke Han smiled slowly.

With his hands still in the pockets of his thin windbreaker, Professor Miller glanced at Mu Heng, who had a strong presence beside Ke Han, and said, "If you come back, I believe you will have more and better choices. And not with this...well, little boy...he's not right for you."

Ke Han shook his head: "I don't want to say if I like it."

Mu Heng made it up quickly: "If you like it, then that person is the best in the world; if you don't like it, then even if the best person in the world comes, that person is not good."

Professor Miller chuckled, as if he thought these "kids" were funny.

"The ignorant are fearless."

"If you're really not afraid, why did you touch the little boy's hand next to you?"

Mu Heng immediately answered, "Because I'm afraid."

Professor Miller stared at Mu Heng with contemptuous eyes.

However, in the next second, Mu Heng ran away with Ke Han!

Mu Heng hooked Ke Han, led him quickly around Professor Miller, and rushed to the door of their room.

What he said just now was not purely to annoy the other party, he mainly hoped to divert the other party's attention through words, so that he could ignore the small actions he had been doing secretly with Ke Han.

Ke Han cooperated very well with him.

Taking advantage of Mu Heng's cover just now, he found his dormitory door key from the corner of his pocket, and immediately gave Mu Heng the signal to do it.

Mu Heng ran away with him.

Ke Han looked out of the situation, which greatly confused Professor Miller's perception.

The moment they ran to the door, Ke Han showed his key, saw the direction and inserted it into the keyhole of the door.

The two men unlocked the door, opened the door, and almost fell in. The whole movement was done in one go.

"Dangdang!"

The door of the dormitory room was slammed shut.

The entire corridor was filled with the sound of hard iron doors colliding with each other.

Professor Miller just hesitated for a second, but did not catch up.

He didn't seem like the kind of person who was good at stalking.

"Crack."

Ke Han still remembers turning back and locking the door of the dormitory to prevent outsiders from entering.

He almost fell into the door just because he rushed to the ground too hard, but it was Mu Heng who stopped his body in front of him, so that he avoided this kind of thing from happening.

"Hu-hu-"

There was panting in his breathing.

The heart is beating fast.

Ke Han could hear more than one heartbeat.

He could even hear Mu Heng's heartbeat, which was very powerful.

"Don't worry, I will absolutely, absolutely not let anyone take you away—unless you want to go by yourself." In the darkness, Mu Heng lowered his head and whispered to Ke Han.

Ke Han couldn't see Mu Heng in the dark, but he could feel Mu Heng's body completely, and the person who could feel him was here.

He raised his head slightly and said, "Then don't worry, I will absolutely, absolutely not leave."

"I won't leave you."

Professor Miller's voice came from outside the door.

One of his hands seemed to be supporting the door of their dormitory, and he said in a neither high nor low voice: "You are escaping."

Ke Han opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refute his words, but he hadn't waited for him to speak yet.

Mu Heng whispered to him faster than him: "Do you mind if I scold him?"

"Ah..." Ke Han paused for a second to think, "I don't mind."

So, Mu Heng got excited all of a sudden.

He immediately said to the outside: "You clearly know that Ms. Ke is seriously ill, but you haven't asked her a word since just now."

The people outside suddenly withdrew their hand on the door because of this sentence.

Mu Heng paused, took a breath, and continued: "You are also avoiding the problem."

Professor Miller's voice was cold.

He stood outside the door, glanced lightly at the floor of the window, and said, "I'm not avoiding the problem. Ke Han's mother and I have divorced, so she has nothing to do with me."

Mu Heng: "You have been with Ms. Ke for many years, at least 18 years, and you have no feelings at all?"

Professor Miller outside was silent.

He seemed a little angry.

After all, in his eyes, divorce is okay.

Mu Heng did not choose to give in because of the other party's silence.

He continued to prod the indifferent professor wantonly through the door panel.

"I know you don't have much affection."

"Looking at how Ke Han was tortured by you, I can clearly and intuitively understand that you are a lunatic! A deranged selfish person! You don't understand what is called human emotion at all!"

Professor Miller: "I don't want to talk to you, I want Ke Han to talk to me by himself."

Without showing any weakness, Mu Heng turned on the national scolding mode: "I'll fuck your mother!"

Professor Miller: "..."

Mu Heng: "I didn't want to scold people. After all, you provided half of Ke Han's genes, and even spent money to raise him so big and well-but you are a complete bastard."

"Scumbags are a hundred times better than you!"

"The scumbag will lie to you for at least a while. What about you, you're just a fucking white wolf! All fucking white girls!"

"If you don't like such a nice girl from her, then get out if you have the ability! Why don't you lie to her to give birth to you! Oh——no, you don't even bother to lie to her! You were In the white female ticket! Garbage!"

"I despise you on behalf of mankind!"

"go away!"

"Children are born to be raised by their parents, not to fulfill their long-cherished wishes! You heard me clearly! Now Ke Han is under my protection! Don't even think about it! He is mine! You don't even want to move a finger!"

"You have the ability to see Ms. Ke! You have the ability to ask her for Ke Han's custody in person!"

"I know you dare not! Coward!"

……

Ke Han listened to Mu Heng yelling without panting for a while, as if seeing such Mu Heng for the first time, it was very novel.

He quietly leaned against Mu Heng's heart, resting his head on his chest that rose and fell due to breathing and breathing. Hearing the voice inside this body, he couldn't help but smile.

"Squeak-"

The sound of another dormitory door opening came from the corridor.

"Are you fucking still asleep?! You scolded here at night—"

The voice suddenly stopped as if it had been strangled by the neck.

Mu Heng stopped cursing, and laughed because of this change.

He rubbed Ke Han's hair with his chin.

I could feel his mood getting better little by little.

"what are you thinking about?"

Mu Heng's voice was a little hoarse because he scolded too much just now.

Like getting into a hook.

Gently teased Ke Han's heart.

Ke Han's lips curved slightly: "I miss my mother."

Mu Heng's emotions dropped visibly to the naked eye, but halfway through the drop, he finally controlled the drop because of the touch on his chest.

He said: "I see that Aunt Ke is having a good time playing on the snow-capped mountains. Her physical condition looks pretty good. She can stay with you for at least a few years—you have to take good care of her in the future. If you are given to her by scum, The girls who cheated are very pitiful."

Ke Han half rubbed on Mu Heng's chest and half shook his head, "Actually, I don't think my mother is pitiful, and she doesn't feel pitiful either."

"When a person lives in this world, it is involuntary to fall in love with someone or not to love someone."

"If you've ever seen my mom in divorce court, you know it."

"She has let go, and the only thing she cares about is my custody."

But at this moment, Mu Heng lowered his head gently and kissed Ke Han's hair.

He said, "No, you don't understand."

"Loving the wrong person is itself a kind of pity, but this kind of pity does not need the sympathy of others, because love itself is a madness."

Mu Heng smiled: "The first time I realized that I might like you, I thought I was crazy."

"I can't find anyone to talk to, so I can only get out of the confusion by myself."

"You know why I did that crazy thing in junior high?"

"Because at that time I seemed to realize that I was different from others."

"At that time, Bai Xiao was still studying in Tiange No. [-] Middle School, and there was no one of the same kind around me. No one stood on the same front as me, only me standing alone in a completely strange, desolate and gloomy In the middle of the land, I don’t even know which side to go to.”

Ke Han raised his head and stretched out his hand silently. Although he couldn't see Mu Heng's expression clearly, he could at least do what he could.

He touched Mu Heng's forehead and said to him: "You didn't have me in the past, but in the future, I hope to be with you to the end."

Mu Heng pressed his ear to the door, changed the subject and said, "He's gone."

Ke Han: "If you want to cry, you can cry now, and I can kiss you until you are happy again."

Mu Heng: "But I want to do something that only adults can do."

Ke Han: "You look at your current situation again, and I will give you another chance to think about it."

Mu Heng: "It's not impossible for you to take the initiative..."

Ke Han: "..."

His face burned uncontrollably.

After Mu Heng realized that Ke Han had been teased by him to shut himself up again, he immediately leaned over and touched his forehead, and he could indeed feel the temperature on his face was a little high.

"Why haven't you been tempered by me to thicken your skin... If you go to bed in the future... I couldn't control it and teased you halfway, what do you want me to do..."

Ke Han lowered his head and said vaguely: "No..."

Mu Heng asked as if he didn't hear it: "Huh? What did you say?"

Ke Han: "Then hold back."

Mu Heng: "It's okay, you will know when the time comes."

Although he didn't hear it a second time, Mu Heng laughed until his eyes disappeared in the dark.

"Hey, do you still want to watch a movie now?"

Ke Han shook his head, he never buried