My reunion with you is a belated confession

Everything is going on in an orderly manner, Xingheng watched He Mingsheng cooking his favorite food in the kitchen, and suddenly felt that this is pretty good, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't confess his love, he is very satisfied just like this.

The anonymous person last time did not send any text messages, and the flowers and plants that Xingheng has been afraid of appearing around He Mingsheng have never appeared in the past three years, except for Suru.

Since what He Mingsheng said last time, Suru hasn't appeared in front of He Mingsheng again. It is estimated that she is a daughter of a thousand gold. After being preached in public, she couldn't hold back her face, so she gave up.

One week before the college entrance examination, the school was on holiday, and Xingheng stayed at He Mingsheng's house all the time.

"Grandpa, are you going to move your flowers down from the roof?" Xingheng leaned against the kitchen door frame and looked at the old man on the sofa in the living room.

"After dinner, you and Xiao Sheng go up and move together." Grandpa Feng was holding a photo album.

Xingheng walked over and sat beside him, looking at Grandpa Feng flipping through the photo album with a gloomy expression, he didn't speak, just sat quietly by the side.

On the other hand, Grandpa Feng, flipping through the photo album, said to himself: "Xiao Xing, grandpa has been ashamed in this life, you must help me take good care of Xiao Sheng, I have ruined him all his life."

In the past, Xingheng didn't really understand the reason why Grandpa Feng said this, but in the past six months, Grandpa Feng always grabbed him and said a lot about He Mingsheng, but he didn't tell him anything about himself.

In fact, every time he wanted to ask, he was as curious as everyone else, why Grandpa Feng wanted to adopt a child who had nothing to do with him, unconditionally, and in the end he spent half of his life savings.

Because of this kind of selflessness, he couldn't figure out why Grandpa Feng always said that it was because of him that He Mingsheng lost his home, or that he always said inexplicably that he ruined He Mingsheng.

Every time like this, he even wondered whether it was because of Grandpa Feng that He Mingsheng's parents had a car accident.However, with Grandpa Feng's temperament, if this is the reason, he must have told He Mingsheng when he was sensible.Moreover, in the past half a year, Grandpa Feng has talked a lot like this, and he would avoid He Mingsheng before, but recently it doesn't matter.He observed during this period that every time Grandpa Feng said that, He Mingsheng had a helpless expression on his face, and sometimes even wanted to interrupt, which only showed that He Mingsheng did not agree with Grandpa Feng's remarks.

"Grandpa, what is the relationship between the person you like and He Mingsheng?"

Xingheng's question was straightforward, leaving no room for it. He didn't, and neither did Grandpa Feng, so I can only say that it has something to do with it or it doesn't.

He was just guessing at first, but seeing Grandpa Feng's long silence, he knew he was right.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I shouldn't have said that." Xingheng apologized because he was a little guilty. If he guessed correctly, the relationship between this person and Grandpa Feng was definitely not an ordinary friend, but he just mentioned it so abruptly. sorry.

Hearing Xingheng's apology, Grandpa Feng laughed and said, "Hey, you brat, you're very smart."

Xingheng looked in the direction of the kitchen. Because He Mingsheng was cooking, he was afraid that the smell of oily smoke would waft into the living room and choke the old man, so he closed the door.

At this moment, Xingheng couldn't see anything when he looked at the past like this, but he felt relieved, as if he could see He Mingsheng busy through the door.

Xingheng smiled unknowingly, he didn't know if he really saw He Mingsheng's busy figure through the kitchen door, or because Grandpa Feng's story was so beautiful.

The old man told two different people the same two people, but different stories.I only told He Mingsheng that they worked together and why they broke up, but what Xingheng heard was a beautiful story.

In the era of secular taboos, they still persisted in their love for almost ten years.

Nice meeting, getting to know each other, falling in love.It's all the love that Xingheng once yearned for but still hasn't got yet.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the glass window on the coffee table in the living room, light and dark intertwine, and a few rays of light hit the old man's shoulders, as if to prove that the old man is old, those few rays of light move from his back When I got to the back of the sofa, after a few quick glances, I couldn't see the tail anymore.

Xingheng looked in the direction where the sun was slipping away, the clouds in the sky outside the window dispersed and turned into a colorful sunset glow, and in the summer evening, it turned into a different kind of beautiful tranquility.

The setting sun slipped away, and the colorful sunset was reflected in the sky, and time seemed to stand still.

"Knock, knock..." The knock on the door interrupted the short and quiet good time.

He Mingsheng just opened the kitchen door and called Xing Heng: "Come here and help me put the dishes on the table."

Two voices sounded at the same time, and Xingheng didn't know which way to go for a moment, and stood erect in place.

He Mingsheng called Xingheng and walked in. Seeing that Xingheng didn't follow him from the corner of his eyes, he turned his head to look, and said dotingly, "Are you hungry?"

As soon as the words fell, the knock on the door rang again.

"Are there... any guests?" Xingheng asked, a little surprised, after all, he stayed at He Mingsheng's house for a long time, but he rarely saw any guests, no, he even said that he didn't.

He Mingsheng looked towards the door, frowned, then looked at Xingheng, his tone was a little blunt, but he slightly begged: "Xingheng, take grandpa to the back room first, I'll go out and have a look."

"Okay." Xingheng didn't ask any more questions, just nodded, and helped Grandpa Feng to the back room.

Grandpa Feng also didn't say anything, didn't ask anything.

He Mingsheng watched Xingheng and Grandpa Feng go in, closed the door, his expression turned cold instantly, he took off his apron and walked towards the door.

Seeing people outside through the cat's eyes, He Mingsheng held back his temper and opened the door: "Second Uncle."

"Why did you open the door for so long?" He Guoping questioned, looking up at He Mingsheng who was a head taller than him.

He Mingsheng just looked at the person in front of him, didn't speak, but didn't intend to invite anyone in.

He Guoping looked at He Mingsheng who had been standing by the door, and frowned displeasedly: "Xiao Sheng, don't you invite Second Uncle to come in and have a seat?"

"It's inconvenient, just leave after you have something to say." He Mingsheng refused bluntly, knowing what this man was doing for ten years without even thinking about it.

"Is there a guest at home?" He Guoping poked his head, showing no image at all.

"No." He Mingsheng looked at the person who was about to bump into him, and frowned in disgust, but he didn't step away: "Grandpa is resting."

But He Guoping didn't seem to buy it, even though He Mingsheng's refusal was obvious and straightforward, this person still wanted to go in and have a look.

He Mingsheng took half a step outside the door, and directly closed the door.He Guoping's nose was almost knocked against the door, and he looked angrily at He Mingsheng who was standing on the sidelines, and said, "Xiao Sheng, I am your relative, and we are the ones who are related by blood. Feng Jin is just It's just an outsider, why don't you listen to the second uncle?!"

He Mingsheng felt that if he didn't know that this person's real purpose was only for money, he would probably be persuaded by this person's righteous words, and really believe that this is his only relative in this world, and then try his best to Do your best for this man.

However, he knew it a long time ago, since he was sensible.

"Second Uncle, I told you very clearly last time, what you want is in my hands, and I said, don't come to me again until my college entrance examination is over." He Mingsheng said coldly.

"I've told you more than once that it's useless to find Grandpa Feng, but you just don't listen. The few times you've been here before, Grandpa Feng also made it very clear that it's useless to find him, but you are very persistent. And don't believe what I say.

I can tell you very clearly now that he doesn't even know that there is such a sum of money. You always feel that you can get something from Grandpa Feng, and you want to come to him while I'm not around! "

He Mingsheng glanced at He Guoping, who was looking at him, and continued: "Let me tell you for the last time, if you come here to disturb my life for no reason before the end of the college entrance examination—" He Mingsheng paused, and leaned over slightly , stuck a note to He Guoping's ear, his tone was low, with a bit of sternness: "I promise, second uncle, you will get nothing in the end."

He Guoping's gaze was still staring at the closed door, but he felt a little nervous unconsciously. He didn't understand why his whole body would feel tense just listening to this person who was a generation younger than himself.

However, that afternoon, He Mingsheng's words were still in his ears, and his memory was still fresh, and he couldn't get rid of them for a long time.