My reunion with you is a belated confession

"He Mingsheng, let's take a photo." Xing Heng held up his phone and looked at He Mingsheng excitedly.

"Okay." He Mingsheng walked over and put his arms around Xing Heng's shoulders.

Feeling that the person in his arms became stiff in an instant, He Mingsheng smiled in his heart, Xingheng is just a paper tiger, he bluffs every day, and when others make a move, he becomes limp.

"Huh?" He Mingsheng looked down at the person, from this angle, Xingheng's ears wrapped in the scarf were faintly visible, pink in color, very cute, "Shoot, what are you thinking?"

"Oh..." Xingheng frantically adjusted the camera in his hand.

In the camera, He Mingsheng's eyebrows and eyes are as good-looking as ever.Because of the low geographical environment, many Northwesterners have blushing faces, but He Mingsheng does not. He has milky white skin, a gentle but heroic appearance, and brown hair, which contrasts with his black-blue hair, which is pure black without sunlight. Down, it looks more brown.

In fact, this is the first photo of him and He Mingsheng together. In the past, there was no good-looking background and no good reason.

Looking at the photos on the phone, Xingheng sighed: "He Mingsheng, you are so pretty!"

"You look good too."

"I don't look good." Xingheng fiddled with the phone, like a child who got a new toy, couldn't put it down, zoomed in for a while, and zoomed out for a while, but his focus was always on He Mingsheng's photo.

"You look good. Grandpa always praises you for your good looks and calls you a milk doll."

This person is purely a pot which he does not open and which pot he lifts.

"You are relying on me not to hit you." Xing Heng raised his eyes to He Mingsheng.

"Well, it was you who didn't hit me. If you hit me, I wouldn't have..." He Mingsheng paused, and looked behind Xingheng: "The chance to fight back."

He Mingsheng finished speaking the rest.

Noticing He Mingsheng's eyes, Xingheng wanted to turn around, but before he could move, He Mingsheng stopped him: "Don't move."

"Huh? What's the matter, do you know anyone?"

"No, there is something in your hair." He Mingsheng raised his hand and grabbed Xingheng's hair, and then said, "Let's play a game. From now on, I will walk backwards along this corridor, and you can help me see it." road."

"Why?" Xingheng was puzzled, when did He Mingsheng play such a boring game.

He Mingsheng thought about it: "I probably want to see if you will take revenge on me?"

"Tsk, aren't you taking revenge on me? So many people, are you trying to exhaust me to death?"

"Then stop playing?"

"Play, play, play with you. The boss is not young, yet he is so naive!" After Xing Heng finished speaking, he stuffed his phone into his coat pocket, and honestly helped He Mingsheng see the way.

For a ten-minute-long road, two people had to walk for half an hour amidst the sounds of left and right.

This aquarium was said to be opened for the first time, Xingheng thought it would be so beautiful, but it turned out to be a small attraction in the commercial city, and it didn't take much time at all.

After leaving the aquarium, the two found a small restaurant and ordered food.Xingheng looked at He Mingsheng on the opposite side, but couldn't help it: "Who did you meet today?"

He Mingsheng's hand holding the food paused for a moment, before he swallowed a bite and said, "I don't want you to see someone I don't like."

It shouldn't be a simple dislike, He Mingsheng can't do such a naive thing.It must be the relatives that Grandpa Feng mentioned. These are the people he never mentioned in front of him in the three years since he knew He Mingsheng.

"Maka Baka Aka Waka Mika Maka Mum~" Xingheng's phone rang, breaking Xingheng's thoughts.

Looking at the phone above, Xingheng immediately understood He Mingsheng's "childish" behavior just now.

He really didn't want to answer this call, but in front of He Mingsheng, he couldn't show his disgust and disgust.

"Hey, Mom, what's the matter?" Xingheng still answered.

There were constant insults on the phone. At this moment, he was somewhat glad that he still had money and bought a good mobile phone, so that the sound wouldn't leak too much.

Smiling on the surface, he promised in his mouth: "Mom, I'll go back in the afternoon, don't be in a hurry, okay?"

"I'm not in a hurry?? I'm not in a hurry to wait for your flirtatious father to give all the family property to others. It's not enough for me to be a burden like you. You still want me to help others raise a son." Li Yulin's voice came through It was transmitted over the Internet, and it was not distorted at all, and it still hurt people very much.

"Okay, I know my mother." Xingheng replied with a smile, very decently, as if the opposite was really a very respectful and loving mother, but only he knew that the hands tightly clenched under the table just showed that he was very happy. One part of anger and resentment.

After hanging up the phone, Xingheng smiled and said to He Mingsheng: "I might be going home this afternoon!"

Xingheng's performance was very happy, which made He Mingsheng a little suspicious. His guess all along was wrong, maybe Xingheng had a good relationship with his family, but what did he mean by those words he said to Gao An last time?

"You have a very good relationship with your family." He Mingsheng said tentatively.

"Yeah." Xingheng took a mouthful of rice to hide his inner disgust.

"I didn't see how you went home, I thought you had a conflict with your family."

"They are busy with work and are often not at home." This sentence is true. They are indeed often not at home. Even if they are at home, they still quarrel. It doesn't matter whether they go or not, and he is too lazy to fight for someone.

Because there is often no one at home, so you don't want to go home, and you don't want to bring friends? !

He Mingsheng thought so, if it was him, he would probably find a place with a more smoky smell to stay, just like Grandpa Feng who gave him a home, although Grandpa Feng himself was always dissatisfied, but he was very grateful.

He has no memory of his parents, although he has experienced life and death, but he does not remember, so there is no pain.

But people like Xingheng, whose parents are still alive, but are often separated from each other because of busy work, probably feel very lonely.

"Well, it's time to go home and get together."

Xingheng nodded and smiled wryly in his heart. If this silly roe deer knew how excited he was after returning home, he might never encourage him to go home again.

Although it's a pity that I haven't met my parents, at least I don't have this kind of experience with him. After all, it's better not to see such parents who seem like nothing, at least I can keep a good memory in my heart.

When he was very young, he would ask his mother why he didn't like him, and what should he do so that she wouldn't be angry?He also told his mother that he would definitely do what her mother likes.

He desperately participated in various painting competitions, studied hard, and got the first place in the exam, just to become outstanding and make his mother feel that he is worthy of being loved.

But what did he get?

The trophy I got was smashed into pieces, and I got another: "You don't hang around in front of me, I am grateful to Dade, don't you know how much you make me sick, I feel like I am being molested when I see you .”

His mother was too terrifying that day, and Xingheng remembered it very clearly. After that day, he never participated in any competitions again. It was like a rubber band that was pulled for a long time and suddenly loosened, but it lost the strength to rebound.

Afterwards, every time he saw those TV dramas who gave up their lives for their children, he felt that it was nonsense, that art came from life, it was all a lie, and it was all to earn the tears of the audience.

But he also clearly knows that not all mothers are like this, but he doesn't believe in selfless dedication either.People are selfish. In the face of interests, even if they are biological, they are nothing more than that.

However, when he saw the real report in the news, he was a little helpless and sad, his choked throat was so uncomfortable that he couldn't make a sound.So he attributed this situation to the fact that God is not fair to everyone, or maybe he was a sinner in his previous life, so he doesn't deserve to have his mother's care in this life as punishment.

I thought he was not worthy of family affection, but with a good friend like Gao An, even if he had friendship, that was enough.

However, on that rainy day, he met He Mingsheng.The boy's heartbeat is simple and fierce, and he found his light in the time leading to the age of 17.

On that rainy day, he felt that God was fair.