My reunion with you is a belated confession

"He Mingsheng?" A voice interrupted He Mingsheng's thoughts.

Gao An looked at He Mingsheng who was sitting on the bench in the community, and understood why Xingheng called him.That's right, Xingheng probably lost control of his emotions like that only when he met He Mingsheng.

He Mingsheng looked at the source of the voice. In fact, he is not very familiar with Gao An, but he is not unfamiliar either. After all, this person has always appeared in his life during the three years of high school, because as long as Xingheng is not with him There is a high probability that they are with Gao An.

He Mingsheng is not familiar with Gao An, but it does not mean that Gao An is not familiar with He Mingsheng, after all, this is the man Xingheng always talks about whenever he is with him.

Seeing Gao An carrying a bag, his eyes were full of wariness, He Mingsheng glanced at Gao An, smiled self-deprecatingly, did not make a sound, just nodded and got up and walked out.

When He Mingsheng took the second step, Gao An's voice sounded: "He Mingsheng, if you don't like my Brother Xing, don't see him again in the future. After all, you don't like men either, so don't show up to give him hope."

He Mingsheng's footsteps stopped successfully because of Gao An's words, and he turned to look at Gao An.

"You see, I'm useless. If you don't like it, you don't like it. No one is forcing you, but please don't hurt him anymore." After Gao An said this, he walked towards the door of the apartment.

After leaving the gate of the community, He Mingsheng thought over Gao An's words carefully again. Yes, he hurt Xingheng and wanted Xingheng to give up by himself, so when he talked with Xingheng four years ago, he didn't explain it. That unnecessary girlfriend.

He was originally a person born in a quagmire, trapped in a small corner in the dark, there is really no need to bring an innocent person to accompany him, and this person, he hopes that the light will last forever, and he will never be able to touch the darkness.

In this life, he wants to take care of two people, one is responsibility and the other is love.

Responsibility cannot be escaped, but he can give up on love, besides, Xingheng said that no one in this world can live without him.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the streets were empty, and there was heavy snow, but a figure was running fast.

No, very wrong.He Mingsheng thought to himself, although he studied Chinese medicine, he would not be ignorant of what mirtazapine is.

Gao An didn't look like a person who needed this kind of medicine at all, and this person was obviously looking for Xingheng just now.But why Xingheng needed this kind of medicine, he couldn't figure it out.

He couldn't think of a reason why Xingheng needed this medicine, but he panicked for no reason. He didn't realize until the gate of the community that he didn't even know where Xingheng lived. Besides, it was so late, and the security guards wouldn't let him in.

It was only when he put his hand in his pocket to touch the phone that He Mingsheng realized that he was really stupid.I found Gao An's phone number in the class group and called him.

"Hey, who are you looking for?" The voice was very soft, as if afraid of waking someone up.

"It's me, He Mingsheng."

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and a rustling voice came from the receiver, and after about a minute: "He Mingsheng? What do you want from me?"

"I have something to ask you." He Mingsheng's voice was slightly panting because of the strenuous exercise just now.

Gao An sneered on the phone: "Hey, you have such a rich nightlife, why are you still in the mood to catch up with me?"

He Mingsheng ignored Gao An's ridicule: "Who is the mirtazapine you just brought for?" As if anticipating that Gao An would not answer seriously, He Mingsheng said again: "I know it's not you, you don't seem to need it at all."

Gao An didn't speak, not because he didn't want to, but because Xingheng had begged him not to tell anyone.

Did not get Gao An's answer, but He Mingsheng asked again without giving up: "Xingheng's?"

There was another silence on the phone, but this time the voice rang again not long after.

He Mingsheng stood in the heavy snow and listened to Gao An talking about Xingheng's past. Those were the four years he pushed aside by himself, the four years he originally hoped that Xingheng would be happy.However, in these four years, there is no happiness, no joy, Xingheng almost doesn't even need basic social interaction in these four years.

Gao An said that in the past four years, he had a lot of contact with Xingheng, but he rarely called.He knew that Xingheng had emotional problems when he was in his sophomore year. Xingheng called him late at night and asked him what the meaning of life is.At that time, he never thought about it, and he laughed at Xing Heng's second-year illness, which came a little too late.

It's just that Xingheng's attitude is very negative every time we chat later.Gao An asked if something happened, Xingheng didn't say anything specific, but just sent a message after hanging up the phone.

"What?" He Mingsheng intuitively felt that the words had something to do with him, and when he asked, his tone trembled slightly.

I fell in love with a person, but I only passed through his life for a while, and in the end, I didn't even have the qualifications to stop.

Gao An said that the reason why Xingheng is still hesitating is that he just hopes that one day in the future, he can wait for his father and ask himself why he was left alone. He wants to ask his mother, do you have no feelings at all for so many years?

He Mingsheng grabbed his mobile phone and stared at the door of the third unit, the snowflakes flying in front of his eyes made his eyes and heart confused.Yes, this person is very good, he never thinks about himself, he only seeks happiness for himself, and he has always wronged himself, and he is never afraid of causing trouble to others.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the cloudless sky in the northwest is always very empty.The afterglow of the sunset, I don't know whose cheeks are red.

In front of the gate of Lancheng City No. [-] Middle School, a childish boy straddled his bicycle, with his hands on the handlebars and his head bowed while playing with his mobile phone. He was connected with the fire cloud that had not had time to dissipate to form a beautiful picture scroll.

Not long after, students in twos and threes appeared at the door, discussing their topics, Xingheng listened to it, but didn't understand at all.

The person he was waiting for hadn't been seen yet, Xingheng was not annoyed, he put away his phone and concentrated on watching the person coming out of the door, for fear of missing it.

Just put away the mobile phone and get off the bicycle and stand up, the person came out from inside.

"He Mingsheng—" Xing Heng waved his hands and shouted.

When he saw someone, the corners of He Mingsheng's mouth rose to a higher level unconsciously, but he quickly closed it again, looking at the person in front of him, he asked, "No. [-] Middle School is far away from No. [-] Middle School, why are you here?"

Hearing the intentional or unintentional refusal of the other party, Xingheng tightened his hands unconsciously, and smiled again when he raised his eyes: "Fortunately, you are taking the exam here, I rarely come here when I grow up Woolen cloth!"

When He Mingsheng saw Xingheng's grievance at that moment, he raised his drooping hand. He really wanted to rub Xingheng's head and say: Whose kid is so unhappy because he was bullied?

But he couldn't do anything, and he shouldn't do anything.

"He Mingsheng, do you want me to give you a ride?" Xingheng suggested as the two walked out of the school gate, watching the flow of people and cars on the road.

He Mingsheng was 184, looked at Xing Heng who was just 175 in front of him, and joked amusedly: "Young master, if you can't understand how I stay away earlier, why are you doing this murder?"

Hearing He Mingsheng's words, the smile in Xingheng's eyes became more obvious, it was very brisk and flamboyant, causing people who came and went to look at it one after another.The eyes staring at He Mingsheng unconsciously deepened a little bit, whatever was on his mind, he said what he said, this is Xingheng's habit that he can never get rid of.

"He Mingsheng, I really like you, not just for a few days." Xingheng stared at He Mingsheng's back, and said to himself in a daze.

When He Mingsheng heard Xingheng's words, because he was in a daze, he involuntarily exerted force on his feet, and the bicycle drove forward for a certain distance.

Xingheng likes He Mingsheng.It is said that there is no reason to like someone, you can't tell why you like him, but you just have to have him.But Xingheng knows why he likes He Mingsheng. Every part of this person attracts him, making him seem to be poisoned, and they can't be separated from each other ever since.

The only thing he couldn't tell was that He Mingsheng grew up in every part of his aesthetics.He Mingsheng's overly good-looking appearance, and his polite tone of voice when he spoke, did not have the image of a tough guy in Northwest China at all.

Looking at He Mingsheng who was waiting for him on a bicycle not far away, Xingheng was helpless, and since he didn't hear him, he still didn't dare to speak frankly in front of his face.

Xingheng chased after him and sat in the back seat, staring at the back of He Mingsheng's head in a daze, and after a while he said, "He Mingsheng, already a third year in high school." We have known each other for two years, and there is one year left, if you still don't like me There is no chance.