My reunion with you is a belated confession

"Little Xing, I like you. I like the kind I like very much." He Mingsheng pressed his chin against Xingheng's forehead, his tone trembling slightly.

"He Mingsheng, what a coincidence, I like you too." Xing Heng hugged He Mingsheng's waist with a happy expression on his face.

Finally heard He Mingsheng say that he likes him, Xingheng didn't know how to express his feelings, as if he was flying into the clouds, ethereal and unreal.

But in the next second, he felt He Mingsheng pinching his neck, and the expression on his face was no longer gentle, only ferocious.

Xingheng subconsciously grabbed He Mingsheng's hand, trying to make people let go of him, but the person in front of him suddenly changed into Li Yulin's appearance, smiling ferociously. Know why it's covered in blood.

Xingheng felt that his breathing became more and more difficult, the picture suddenly changed, it was a transparent house filled with water, he was in it, no matter how he swam, he couldn't swim, the feeling of suffocation and coldness was truly terrifying, he knew He was dreaming, but he couldn't make a sound, and he had no chance of calling for help.

Is he really going to die in a dream like this?

It seems that there is nothing wrong with dying like this.

In a trance, he heard that warm voice like a spring breeze again, which turned into a gentleness in the biting cold, arousing his heart that wanted to sleep.

Xingheng opened his eyes and saw He Mingsheng beside the bed, looking at him worriedly, and said anxiously: "I was scared to death, did you get scared when you went out this time, I have never seen you do it before. nightmare."

"Why don't you talk, is it still uncomfortable?" Because of worry, He Mingsheng put his hand on Xingheng's ear and rubbed it lightly, as if this could convey comfort and make people calm and at ease, he didn't feel this at all. What's wrong.On the contrary, Xing Heng, who was awake, blushed a little because of this rather ambiguous posture.

But if he is sober, he will not be so gentlemanly as to give up such a good opportunity.It's just that when he looked at He Mingsheng, he couldn't help sighing: He doesn't know if he can wait until He Mingsheng says he likes him in his life, and even if he can't wait, it's not impossible to accept his liking.

Hey, Xingheng sighed in his heart.He Mingsheng didn't answer the question he asked in the bathroom before going to bed, but just sighed, probably because he felt that he was too blunt and a bit unbearable.

Then he probably knows, and he should ask less questions like this in the future, so that the two of them can probably remain friends forever.

He Mingsheng knew that he liked him, he didn't hate him, and he didn't break up with him, he just silently refused.Then if he perseveres, he may not fail to keep the day when the clouds will open and the moon will shine.

"What are you thinking? Haven't woken up yet?" He Mingsheng looked at the blank Xing Heng.

"Wake up." Xingheng felt that he probably had all his heart on He Mingsheng. The theme of the dream was that he was dying, but when he opened his eyes and saw He Mingsheng, nothing else mattered. Tossed out of his mind.

He Mingsheng saw that Xingheng really woke up, so he got up.

Seeing this, Xingheng tugged at the corner of He Mingsheng's clothes, pouted his mouth, feeling aggrieved: "He Mingsheng, you are too heartless, I just dreamed that I was dying, and you didn't even try to comfort me, and ran away in such a hurry sleep!"

He Mingsheng stood still, looked down at Xingheng on the bed, and smiled dotingly: "I'll pour you a glass of water." Feeling helpless, the ending sound rose an unknown number of degrees.

Watching He Mingsheng go out, Xingheng stared at the door with satisfaction, pulled his hand from the quilt, and covered the ear that He Mingsheng had touched just now.

After drinking water, Xingheng was puzzled when he saw He Mingsheng who was still sitting by the bed.

"Are you scared when you went out this time?" He Mingsheng watched as Xingheng finished drinking the water, took the cup and put it on the desk beside him: "Do you know that when I turned on the light just now, I saw you pinching your own cup?" Neck, who do you think you want to scare to death?"

Dreaming about being killed by his biological mother seems to others to be just a dream, but Xing Heng has experienced it himself, so he has no way to say this dream.

"In fact, I almost forgot what I dreamed about. Anyway, I felt difficult to breathe, and then woke up." Xingheng said innocently: "Oh, I'm so pitiful, maybe I was really scared~ , I’m so pitiful, you still haven’t told me if you have someone you like~”

Seeing Xingheng's feigned tenderness, He Mingsheng was a little annoyed. Apart from wanting to know who he likes, He Mingsheng didn't care about himself.

"Got it?" He Mingsheng asked: "What if the answer I gave is not what you want?"

Originally thought that Xingheng would retreat in the face of difficulties, good guy, this person really deserves to be the one who has been sticking to it for three years: "You say, I'm going to abolish it!"

"Who are you threatening?" He Mingsheng asked with a smile.

"It's definitely not you."

"Okay, go to bed quickly." After He Mingsheng finished speaking, he walked to the sofa bed beside him.But as soon as he sat down, he saw Xingheng staring at the sofa bed with resentful eyes, his real name envy was written on his face.

"You want to sleep on this?" He Mingsheng looked at the sofa bed, then at Xingheng.

Who the hell wants to sleep on the sofa bed, I want to sleep on you.

Xingheng grabbed the quilt to cover his head, turned around, and said in a muffled voice, "No."

He Mingsheng laughed. He did it on purpose. Xingheng's thoughts towards him have become more and more presumptuous recently. He used to know how to restrain himself a little. Recently, he didn't know if it was because he felt that he was about to graduate, or because of some other external help. Generally speaking, as long as you don't Chase me, and I will let you know about the rest.

Turning off the light, Xingheng felt the bed suddenly collapsed, and he didn't react in a daze until He Mingsheng got into the quilt: "The bed is not big enough, and the two quilts can't fit."

What He Mingsheng said was straightforward, and the tone in the dark night was not embarrassing at all. If Xingheng hadn't covered his head with a quilt out of anger, he could have seen He Mingsheng stood for about a full minute before going to bed in the dim light to make mental preparations , The clenched fist tightened and tightened.

"Go to sleep, I will accompany you, lest you have to hurt yourself."

"En." Xingheng replied pretending to be calm, but the feeling of touching He Mingsheng's body at school last time suddenly popped out of his mind for some reason.

As soon as He Mingsheng lay down, he felt the suddenly tense body of the people around him, and the sudden irregular breathing.

"Xiao Xing, it's easy for people to think too much when you breathe like this." He Mingsheng's voice was slightly hoarse, as if he could confuse people in the dark night.

"I...I didn't."

"Ah."

In fact, it wasn't just Xing Heng's breathing that was messed up, but also He Mingsheng's. He said that just now, he just wanted to strike first, and because Xing Heng was nervous, he didn't notice any changes in him at all.

"Brother..." At this time, when Xingheng called out this brother, he felt as if he had drunk fake wine, his mind was out of control, and the previous pictures were slowly and slowly realized. There is no cloud to move forward.

Xingheng has never called He Mingsheng that way before. The two of them are indeed one year older. When they first met, Xingheng asked He Mingsheng for advice on whether to call him brother. He Mingsheng said it was free, so Xingheng was also very casual. They are all called He Mingsheng.

The heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, and it was even faster than before, and every time it hit him, he felt uncomfortable: "Little Xing...don't make trouble."

"Brother, you...do you want to help me..."

What to do, it's obvious.They are all at a young age, and they share the bed with someone they like. If there is no reaction, then they are probably pure-hearted practitioners, but they are not. They have desires and want to do wrong things to the person they like.

"Xiao Xing, wait a minute, how about after graduation?" He Mingsheng's voice was slightly deep and hoarse because of restraint.

"elder brother......"

"I'm here, Xiaoxing, shall we be good?" If you keep bewitching me like this, you probably won't have the chance to leave me again in your life.

"Um......"

The two people who were drunk, except for He Mingsheng, Xingheng didn't notice what He Mingsheng called him, but felt that his heart was uncomfortable and sore, which had never been so strong before.