My reunion with you is a belated confession

Xing Heng's body paused slightly, even his breathing slowed down, as if he couldn't believe it, he was in a daze, and there was no sound for a long time.

The people behind him didn't seem to care about whether they could get a response, they just said to themselves: "Xingzi, you have been chasing me for three years, but I can't do it if you want me to chase you for three years." At the end With a slight sigh, Xingheng heard regret and wanted to give up.

So when he felt the body of the person in front of him froze, He Mingsheng sighed slightly in his heart, feeling a little distressed. This person probably didn't know where he was thinking.

As He Mingsheng thought, Xingheng didn't know how to react now, one second he was still immersed in joy, the next second it was like falling into an ice cave, his hairs were about to stand on end.

When he was wandering, the touch from his neck brought him back to his senses, and a sexy voice came to his ears: "Three years is too long, we have wasted seven years, if it takes another three years, I will suffer no..."

He Mingsheng's voice was like whispered love words, burning his mind and all senses.Especially with this kind of ambiguous posture between lovers, the feeling of strangeness in my heart is clear.

Xingheng felt that his mood tonight was like a roller coaster, not just simple ups and downs, he seemed to fall from the clouds and then be sent into the sky again, and he didn't even have time to react.

He moved his body slightly, and He Mingsheng noticed it, and also straightened up, but he didn't move, he just turned Xing Heng's body so that someone was facing him.

She caressed his cheek lightly, with grievance: "How about a year, Xingzi, will you promise me after one year?"

The bathroom was filled with mist, but Xing Heng saw He Mingsheng's expression clearly, there was pleading in his eyes.

Some people say that there is nothing between lovers that can't be solved by a single shot, and if one shot doesn't work, one more shot can be made, and the two of them can't be regarded as lovers no matter what level they are counted from, but Xingheng feels that , Because of the lust|lust just now, he seems to have gradually returned to the familiarity before.

He had never seen He Mingsheng like this, and suddenly felt a little teasing: "Brother, go back."

There was no clear promise or rejection, which made He Mingsheng feel uncomfortable. There was a dull pain somewhere in his heart, and he contracted tightly, and even the words he said were a little incoherent: "Then, then I, still Can I come to you again?" After saying this, there was no sound, and the bathroom was silent.

Both of them were bare-chested, making He Mingsheng feel that saying this sentence was like a date, so he panicked instantly, and quickly changed his words: "No, I, I mean, do you still give me a chance to let me chase you?" ?”

What Xing Heng said was also very uncomfortable. It was true that he wanted to tease He Mingsheng, but he really didn't know how to respond to He Mingsheng's words, let He Mingsheng chase him?Xingheng sneered in his heart, how could he be willing to do so, but if he agreed to He Mingsheng, he didn't know why, he suddenly felt awkward, maybe he hadn't seen him in four years, even if he had deep feelings for He Mingsheng, he still needed to buffer it .

But tweaking is tweaking, but the excitement in my heart is not adulterated at all.

Seeing that Xingheng didn't speak, He Mingsheng lowered his eyes and said pitifully, "Is it still not possible?"

Is it really too late?

When he said some self-affirming words, he felt a chill down his back, and suddenly a thought popped into his mind: Xingheng didn't agree, he didn't agree, so this person really doesn't like him anymore?The reason why he didn't refuse his confession just now, is it because of the affection of those years?

Thinking of this, the words came out of his mouth: "You, do you have someone you like?"

After saying these words, Xingheng instantly raised his eyes, staring at He Mingsheng for a moment, he felt a little ridiculous, didn't he always have someone he liked?Xingheng wanted to hit someone a little bit. I don't know which brain circuit this person just lowered his eyes for a long time to come to such a useless conclusion?

But this reaction, in He Mingsheng's eyes, was the surprise after being poked at the real thing.

The hands holding Xingheng's shoulders suddenly dropped to the sides of his body, the disappointment in his eyes was clearly visible, he grabbed a bath towel from the shelf beside him and wrapped it around his body, he just said "I'm sorry" and hurried out.

After this wave of operations, Xingheng realized that this person had a big misunderstanding, what He Mingsheng just asked was "Do you have someone you like?" So this "person" is not him, He Mingsheng.

I just wanted to explain, but when I realized it, He Mingsheng had already left the bathroom door, and Xingheng made a gesture to chase him out, but just as soon as he moved, he felt his pants sticking to his body, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The only bath towel had already been used, and He Mingsheng's clothes were soaked through. Xing Heng stared at the direction He Mingsheng left. This person couldn't just leave wearing a bath towel.

After thinking about it for a while, Xingheng decided to take a quick shower first.

When he changed his clothes and went out, He Mingsheng sat on the sofa with his elbows propped on his knees. When he saw Xingheng came out and looked up, he was silent. Xingheng walked over and sat down at a distance of one person, and got up again soon , went to the bedroom.

Looking at the bedroom door, He Mingsheng felt as if his heart had fallen to the bottom of the valley, and with a "bang", his soul was shaken.

The bedroom door was not closed, and Xingheng came out very quickly, how fast?Soon He Mingsheng's Yuanshen came out before returning, still holding something in his hand, the light was too dim to see clearly.

Sitting down again, He Mingsheng finally understood when he saw what Xingheng put on the coffee table.

"Smoking?" Xingheng opened the new package, smoked a cigarette from it, and then handed over the rest of the pack to He Mingsheng.

He Mingsheng glanced at Xing Heng, and reached out to take it.

Xingheng gave smoke, but not fire.With a cigarette in his hand, He Mingsheng didn't speak, he didn't even glance at the lighter in front of Xingheng, and kept taking the cigarette.

It wasn't until Xingheng's cigarette was almost finished that He Mingsheng put the cigarette to his mouth, bowed his body, and reached out to take the lighter, but just as he made a move, Xingheng got up one step ahead of him and stood in the direction of the lighter .

Because Xing Heng got up, He Mingsheng stopped what he was doing, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Xing Heng standing still in front of him, then leaned over, and matched the cigarette still in his mouth with the cigarette end in He Mingsheng's mouth.The distance was a little close, and He Mingsheng's breathing stagnated a little, except for tonight, they had rarely been so close before, and there will never be again.

Coming out with such an emotion of hatred, He Mingsheng laughed at himself unconsciously in his heart, really, when did he realize that the person in front of him no longer belonged to him.

It took a long time for He Mingsheng to take a puff of cigarettes, but Xingheng still kept his movements, his eyes slightly raised in the little firewood left, and the smile at the end of his eyes was obvious: "I'll borrow your fire."

With a bewitching voice, this is a voice that He Mingsheng has never heard before, and his heart feels even worse. Is this voice only for the people he likes now?

"Brother, what are you thinking?"

Xingheng's voice interrupted He Mingsheng's thoughts, his eyes were hurt and reluctant, but he seemed to have regained some sense, shook his head, and did not speak.

Xingheng sneered, looking at He Mingsheng with puzzled eyes: "Brother, when will you be honest?"

"Four years ago, you kicked me out of your life without hesitation, what are you planning now? Why don't you ever ask me if I want to?"

He Mingsheng paused, and put the cigarette in his hand: "I... I asked."

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Hold! !I was too excited. I originally thought that He Mingsheng's misunderstanding was because he cared about himself, but this person's appearance of making a wedding dress for others made him very angry. He thought that he would treat this person's problems no matter what. I always come up with the "I'm for your own good" routine, but as a result, I bring some real feelings into it while talking, and I accidentally forget the previous confession.

"So, if I don't want you to give up?"

Xingheng questioned again, but he regretted it after saying this sentence, because the expression on He Mingsheng's face was too obvious, and he gave him a perfect explanation that was so perfect that he didn't need to answer again.

Xingheng laughed angrily, thinking that he really shouldn't do it tonight, why should he imitate the little girl's trick of "do you have me in your heart?" Once the knife is done, the two of them have almost done everything that should be done, what are they still tweaking? !

"Brother, I just haven't figured out how to promise you, are you going to give up on me?" There was a faint sigh and loss in the words, before He Mingsheng could answer, Xingheng said again: "Brother, you Who am I? If I had someone I liked, would I still do it with you? Even if we don’t count today, it’s something beyond normal friendship, right? Have you been living like this for years?"

A series of questioning caused He Mingsheng to crash on the spot. He only knew that Xingheng had a good mouth in the past, but this person had never been so aggressive in front of him, which made it difficult for him to resist for a while.

He knows that he is often a little dull. He used to regard Grandpa Feng as a responsibility, but later he understood that it was not a responsibility. It was what he relied on and relied on for so many years. Things are not very intuitive to express their feelings.

However, he can guarantee that it is not too late for him to wake up to his feelings for Xingheng.

"No." He Mingsheng raised his eyes, met Shang Xingheng's eyes, and emphasized again: "No, I have never had a relationship with anyone."

"Brother, does liking me make it difficult for you?"