My reunion with you is a belated confession

At twelve o'clock at noon, the sun was high in the sky, making it hard to keep your eyes open.

Standing in the kitchen, Xingheng watched the people coming and going outside, as if the scorching heat didn't hinder them in the slightest, walking tenaciously.There are also children chasing each other with popsicles on the street, and adults in twos and threes follow behind to remind the road conditions.

Probably because he had never lived such a life since he was a child, Xing Heng was stunned for a while, so that he ignored He Mingsheng when he called him.

"What are you looking at? It's a hot day!" He Mingsheng was standing next to Xingheng, looked out of the window, then turned around and pushed Xingheng and said, "Hurry up and sign up, let's go to the hospital together tonight, grandpa should be discharged from the hospital .”

Xingheng walked to He Mingsheng's room, muttering as he walked: "Why do you have to wait until the evening to be discharged from the hospital? Aren't they usually discharged in the afternoon?"

He Mingsheng laughed and said, "You're pretty much what I said." After saying this, he walked to the refrigerator, opened it, took out a popsicle and a box of ice cream in his hand, leaned on his shoulder, and closed the refrigerator door Only then did he continue: "Grandpa told us to go there later, he's going to be discharged from the hospital anyway, and he wants to chat with the old man next door."

"What are you talking about? Can he talk clearly with people?!" Xingheng shouted in the back room: "The old man next door is also very powerful, it's too lonely, and when you meet a Grandpa Feng, you won't be able to talk like that He can also talk about flowers."

"Old people are lonely, probably there is someone around to listen to it, and I don't care if I can understand it or not." He Mingsheng said.

Xingheng nodded when he heard it, stared at the computer, and said, "That's right." As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his left hand side.

Following the chill, Xing Heng was stunned for a moment, then heard He Mingsheng's voice softly in his ear: "Have you missed it for a long time?"

"When did you buy it?" Xingheng raised his head and looked at He Mingsheng with unconcealable joy: "Didn't you say last time that the ice cream sellers have moved away?"

He Mingsheng smiled when he heard this, raised his hand and flicked Xingheng's forehead: "You can believe the words that lie to children, and I won't buy it for you because it's not good to eat too much, and you are more afraid of the cold than ordinary people. Eating this is worse. not good for health."

Xingheng pouted, with an obvious smile, and was about to thank He Mingsheng for his understanding, when he heard the man say, "You can only eat one of these two, choose yourself!"

What, I thought this person was so kind and gave him two at a time!

He Mingsheng seemed to see Xingheng's thoughts, and threatened a little: "I don't have either, if you can't choose, don't even want to eat either."

Seeing this, Xingheng looked at He Mingsheng pitifully, and pleaded: "Brother, can't we be half of each other, so I can eat two flavors."

"No." He Mingsheng refused, "I won't eat."

He Mingsheng really didn't eat it, not because he didn't like it, but because whenever he ate iced food, he would get diarrhea and squat in the toilet for half an hour.

As soon as He Mingsheng's words came out, Xing Heng thought of it, and suddenly felt a little funny, He Mingsheng, the iceberg beauty in the eyes of others, can't eat ice, so the ice coldness of this iceberg beauty is her own.

"Why are you laughing so happily?!"

When He Mingsheng's words sounded, Xingheng felt a trace of deterrence. He quickly grabbed a popsicle, took it apart, and then fed it into his mouth. The action was done in one go, without any entanglement just now.

Seeing this, He Mingsheng nodded in satisfaction, collected the ice cream and walked to the kitchen.

As soon as he picked it up, he heard Xingheng click the mouse, with a popsicle in his mouth, muttering in his voice: "No, is the network so stuck?" Then he looked up at He Mingsheng with sincere eyes: " Did you just use that card?"

When He Mingsheng heard this, he came over and stood still, leaning back against the table, facing Xing Heng who was sitting on the chair. At this moment, Xing Heng ate half of it because it was too cold, and then he held it in his hand. Someone's saliva and popsicles were still on the popsicle. Some melted liquid, some cloudy liquid, and a drop dripped on Xingheng's hand.

Seeing Xingheng like this, He Mingsheng suddenly felt a subtle change somewhere in his body.

The eyes staring at Xingheng dimmed, and the hand holding the ice cream rubbed against the edge of the box, his voice was a little hoarse, but his eyes kept staring at Xingheng's mouth.

"Maybe it's because there are a lot of people in this meeting. It's not too late for you to come back at night to look at it." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, and the hand holding the ice cream used a little strength, and the box was slightly deformed.

Then, under Xingheng's surprised gaze, he opened the lid, dug a large spoonful and fed it into his mouth.

Before Xingheng could stop it, he saw that half of the box was gone.

"Aren't you... not cold??" Xingheng was really surprised by He Mingsheng's operation, and asked in a daze.

He Mingsheng didn't speak, just glanced at Xingheng, and then his eyes stayed on Xingheng's mouth. After a while, he only said a word "um".

Hearing that He Mingsheng's voice was hoarse, Xingheng thought it was because he ate too much on the ice just now, and his throat was not used to it.But thinking that Xingheng never ate ice, his tone was a little teasing: "He Xueba never ate ice, what kind of style is he grabbing food from my mouth today?"

When Xingheng said this, he didn't look like he was thanking someone just now. He had a smile on his lips and was extremely proud.

But He Mingsheng's next sentence successfully made Xing Heng's mouth freeze in place.

"Who taught you to eat popsicles like that?" He Mingsheng's voice was a little low, with the hoarseness just now, and the hearts of those who provoked were a little trembling.

Xing Heng was stunned for a moment, and then realized what He Mingsheng meant. Although he had unreasonable thoughts about He Mingsheng, saying such words so blatantly had some impact on him, especially when these words were It came out of He Mingsheng's mouth.

Just as he was about to bite the bullet and say something under pressure, don't make any noise during the day, he heard He Mingsheng's voice coming from the direction above his head: "Xingzi, when did I snatch food from your mouth?"

Xingheng couldn't see He Mingsheng's expression, and didn't know how to reply, but he felt the heat on his face increased instead of decreasing, and his ears seemed to be burning, because the blood swelled up, causing some raw pain.

Probably because he didn't get a reply for a long time, He Mingsheng chuckled lightly, and moved a little closer to Xingheng's head as if on purpose: "Huh?"

The word "um", with a questioning tone and a hoarse voice, seemed to come from the chest, making people uneasy, and Xingheng felt as if his heart was about to jump out.

He Mingsheng lowered his head and saw Xingheng's ears, the tenderness in his eyes seemed irresistible, lingering, as if he wanted to swallow Xingheng alive like this.

Xingheng didn't raise his head all the time, he just stayed there obediently like a kitten, no, it should be like a stone statue, after all, he really doesn't have any thinking ability now.

Seeing Xingheng's obedient appearance, He Mingsheng really wanted to just hug him in his arms, put his chin on the person's hair, and then softly say a word that Xingheng likes to hear most: Xingheng ,I like you.

If he didn't look up, he didn't see the love and struggle in He Mingsheng's eyes.

When Xingheng came to his senses again, it was when He Mingsheng returned from the kitchen, seeing the person who came with a smile on his face, and an affectionate look in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

"Go to sleep, you should not be able to enter the webpage at this point." He Mingsheng said, and took the initiative to help Xingheng shut down the computer.

Lying on the bed, He Mingsheng was also lying on the side.

This afternoon, quiet and peaceful.

Without that call...

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, He Mingsheng woke up from his dream, looking at the handsome Xing Heng who was still lying beside him, the melancholy in his eyes couldn't get rid of.

In the dream just now, all the words He Guoping said came true one by one. He hugged Xingheng covered in blood, and knelt in the endless snow field. The radius of ten miles was red, as if blooming all over the place. Bianhua.

He Mingsheng breathed out, and just as he raised his hand to touch Xingheng's forehead, he was stopped by the ringing of the phone.

It was the hospital's phone number. He Mingsheng glanced at Xing Heng, and just about to mute the phone, Xing Heng woke up.

"Come on, I'm awake."

He Mingsheng nodded and answered the phone.

Just as Xingheng wanted He Mingsheng to turn on the speakerphone, he saw He Mingsheng's face instantly turned pale and bloodless.