Ex-boyfriend turned cute meow

Since the song was not officially completed, Le Ming only hummed a short melody for Ding Ran.

The lyrics didn't really reveal anything, and Le Ming's voice wasn't even in a good state.

But Ding Ran was already satisfied.

He was so excited that he took a bath and lay down on the bed, but his eyes were still red.

Le Ming kissed the corner of his eyes, then kissed his lips, squeezed his fingers and said: "Is this touching? You idiot."

In fact, Ding Ran was not just moved.

He just imagined it too many times. It would be great if the love song in Le Ming's album belonged to him and Le Ming, but it happened after he and Le Ming "broke up". Can die without illness.

Those days when he was sad alone were too intense and painful, which made him feel a little trembling when he really stepped into his fantasy situation.

Le Ming seemed to have seen Ding Ran's thoughts, but he didn't say much, he just mentioned that he planned to move back to Ding Ran's original house the next day.

"I've had enough rest, let's go back to the house you are familiar with. I will go to the recording studio to record songs when you are at work, and I will pick you up after get off work." Le Ming said.

These arrangements sounded like Ding Ran's heart was pounding. Although Le Ming also went to the clinic to pick him up from get off work, it was a luxury when Le Ming was writing songs.

"If you run around like this every day, won't it really affect your inspiration for writing songs?" Ding Ran raised his concerns.

"No," Le Ming replied without thinking, "I won't be inspired until I see you."

Ding Ran seemed to be slapped with chicken blood by this sentence, and the next day after work, he was gearing up to pack up the luggage they left in the rental house and move it back to his own house.

As soon as he entered the door, he found that Le Ming had already packed everything that needed to be packed.

"Are you back? Let's go, move early, and have dinner there." Le Ming took out the suitcase.

"Already packed? Then I'll call the landlord." Ding Ran took out his cell phone, and walked over to pick up the suitcase.

It's ok, not too heavy.He stretched the trolley on the suitcase a bit to make it easier for Le Ming.

"No, I have asked Xu Min to contact the landlord, and he will take care of the rest." Le Ming raised his chin to Ding Ran, "Let's go."

"Then shall I call a taxi? It's a bit far from here to the subway station, let's take a taxi back." Ding Ran was still holding his phone.

"I'm driving now, no need to call a car." Le Ming still said calmly.

"Ah." Ding Ran was stunned.

"Have you ever been to the villa? Why did you drive the car here?" Ding Ran followed Le Ming downstairs to the parking lot, and only then did he sort out his thoughts.

"I went back to the villa to get some things, and I drove the car here. It's more convenient to have a car." Le Ming pressed the car key and put the suitcase in the trunk.

Ding Ran sat in the passenger seat, staring at Le Ming all the time: "Do you feel tired from driving? Why don't you drive me instead?"

"You haven't officially passed the driver's license test yet, don't think about driving for now." Le Ming glanced at him, "I always feel tired, I might have to prove it to you once."

"Ah? How to prove it?"

Ding Ran didn't understand, Le Ming stepped on the accelerator and drove the car out of the parking lot.

The distance from the rental community to Ding Ran's house is not too long, but it is mostly at crossroads, and it takes a lot of time to stop and go.

"Actually, I think it might be more convenient to move back to the villa." Ding Ran suddenly said while looking at the congested road outside the window.

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Le Ming lowered his head and found a box of toffee from the drawer, checked the expiration date, peeled one and stuffed it into Ding Ran's mouth, and took a bite himself.

"You are starting to write songs now. There is a piano or something in the villa, which is more convenient when writing songs." Ding Ran bit the toffee in distress and scratched his head. "My place is really too small, and there is no equipment."

"I think you can use the piano to go to the recording room. Isn't it very close from your house to the recording room?" Le Ming looked at the indicator light in front of him, and slowly stepped on the gas pedal.

"But you run around like this every day..." Ding Ran wanted to say a long word, but temporarily closed his mouth.

"You are too far from the villa to go to work." Le Ming frowned, "I didn't realize this before. When you lived in the villa, you got up so early and went to work every day, it was too hard."

Ding Ran was taken aback, turned his head hastily, raised his hand and rubbed his nose to hide his sudden urge to cry.

When Le Ming thought about it, he really couldn't resist it at all.

But when he thought of Le Ming making all kinds of concessions in order to be considerate of him, he still felt very distressed.

Le Ming didn't feel that he had made some concessions, on the contrary, he cared too little about Ding Ran's life in the past, even to the point of going his own way.

After Le Ming got out of the car, he took the suitcase with one hand and Ding Ran's hand with the other, and the two went upstairs from the elevator in the parking lot of the community.

When Ding Ran entered the room, he began to look through the refrigerator, thinking that it was too late to get some food quickly, and Le Ming didn't know if he was hungry.

He found two wilted vegetables from the refrigerator and a few fresh-looking eggs, and planned to make two bowls of noodles with the ingredients he had.

"Can I have noodles at night? I'll fry some more eggs." Ding Ran stuck his head out from the kitchen.

Le Ming was standing in the living room looking at the house, and he hummed absently.

Ding Ran was so focused on cooking quickly that he went back into the kitchen.

Le Ming looked at all the furnishings in the house one by one. Ding Ran has never liked extravagance and waste, and the things he added to the house are also clear at a glance. He looked at it this way, but he couldn't see anything that Le Song said was "people-making". I put something in Ding Ran's house."

Even though Le Song has already been expelled from Lejia, if Ding Ran still hides the bug that Le Song put in in a corner of Ding Ran's house, it would be too embarrassing.

Le Ming didn't intend to tell Ding Ran about it because he felt that his response was enough.

"Let's go to the clinic to pick it up later? It's been almost half a month in the clinic this time, and it must be in a hurry." Ding Ran took a bite of the fried egg and said something.

"I guess it's not just anxious." Le Ming smiled.

Seeing him in "human form", Twist might be so excited that he would cry.

But it's really a good idea to pick up and come back. If you want to find out what's wrong in your home, you probably really need to rely on the dog's nose.

I just don't know if the sniffing nose is not so sensitive...

Le Ming put on his hat when he got out of the apartment building, and pulled the brim of the hat very low.

Ding Ran went out with a shopping bag, planning to buy some ingredients on the way back, so that he could make some food in the pot for Le Ming's breakfast tomorrow morning.

He was in a good mood, humming softly as he walked, and when the phone in his pocket rang, he happily picked it up without even looking at it.

"Hello," Ding Ran stopped suddenly when he heard the voice from the phone, turned his back, and lowered his voice a little, "Ning...Ning Chen?"

Le Ming on the side raised his head and squinted his eyes in displeasure.

"I'm fine, some time ago?" Ding Ran looked back at Le Ming, his heart became anxious, and the speed of his speech accelerated a lot, "I moved away for a while, and there was something at home, but it's fine now. Thank you for your concern, I now..."

Ding Ran originally wanted to hang up the phone quickly, but Ning Chen's thoughts were distracted by several topics. After being interrupted, he wanted to refuse and didn't know where to start.

Ding Ran was hesitating and hesitating, not knowing how to cut off Ning Chen's words, a hand stretched out beside him, and took the phone from his ear.

"Le..." Before Ding Ran finished speaking, he watched Le Ming click on the phone screen and hung up the phone.

"Next time if you don't know how to refuse, just hang up or turn around and leave." Le Ming handed back the phone to him, without a trace of ups and downs in his voice, "The softer you are, the easier it is for people to pester you. Don't you understand?"

Ding Ran suddenly blamed himself, even though he knew that he should keep a distance from Ning Chen, but if he really wanted to hit the smiling face, he couldn't make up his mind at all, in Le Ming's opinion, he must be very disappointed.

He bit his lower lip, his brows were wrinkled with self-blame on his face, Le Ming sighed, took his fingers and pinched them in his hands.

"Although I like your soft-hearted appearance, it's enough for you to be soft-hearted to me." Le Ming said.

As soon as Ding Ran walked into the clinic, he began to call Fang Hua by his name.

He squatted down enthusiastically, guessing that Twitch would burst out of the corner of the clinic in tears.

In the end, Twitch just dragged his feet and took two steps without love, and stopped two meters away to look at him.

"Did you finally think of me, Ran Ran? Wang." Twitch lied on the ground weakly.

"How could I forget you? It's really inconvenient these days." Ding Ran hurried over, squatted in front of Twitch, and stroked Twitch's head soothingly, "I'm sorry, how have you been during this time?" ? I can pick you up today, are you happy?"

"I've lost a lot of weight, and I'm not happy here at all." Chi Chi still lay on his stomach with his ears drooping.

Liang Dongcheng was passing by with a basin at this time, and raised his voice and shouted: "Dinner is ready, and those who come late will be gone."

After hearing this, Twitch immediately stood up, leaped bravely, fell at Liang Dongcheng's feet and grabbed Liang Dongcheng's trouser legs.

Ding Ran really can't laugh or cry.

"Let's take it home after Chi Chi has finished eating." Ding Ran walked to the door and whispered to Le Ming who was waiting outside the door.

Le Ming hummed, glanced at the door, and walked in.

Ding Ran hurriedly followed, and introduced a sentence to Liang Dongcheng: "Brother Dong, I brought a friend here, and he wants to come in and take a look, is it alright?"

After Liang Dongcheng put down the dog food, he sat behind the table. When he saw Le Ming stepping in, he put down the pen in his hand, and thoughtfully looked at Le Ming's nose bridge and chin exposed under the brim of his hat.

Le Ming found a chair and sat down not far away before he pulled away while eating, and waited with his chin resting on his hand.

Swallowing and swallowing half a bowl of dog food in a few mouthfuls, he suddenly felt that the sight in front of him was suspicious, so he raised his head in a daze.

Then Le Ming saw that Twitch's eyes were suddenly filled with tears, almost at the same time he pushed the rice bowl aside, and rushed towards Le Ming with both hands and feet.

The seemingly ferocious behavior was actually extremely pitiful. It bit Le Ming's trouser leg and began to beep, calling its master, almost crying.

Le Ming sighed, stretched out his hand and rubbed the hair on his head: "I can't understand what you are saying now, what are you talking about?"

Chi Chi closed his mouth tightly, licked Le Ming's palm a few times, and looked up at the face of his long-lost master with tears in his eyes.

Le Ming wiped the wet corners of his eyes with his fingers, and sighed again: "Silly dog."