My reunion with you is a belated confession

Having eaten the last meal in the small supermarket means that there will be no chance to come here to look for He Mingsheng again.

The two sent Grandpa Feng back to their residence.Xingheng looked at the layout of the room, it was actually a very simple two-bedroom and one living room, but Xingheng rarely came to this place, ever since he met He Mingsheng, 90.00% of the places where he met were in that small supermarket.

Xingheng sat in the living room, watched He Mingsheng exit from Grandpa Feng's room, and asked in a low voice, "Did you fall asleep?"

He Mingsheng nodded and pointed to his room.Xingheng got up and followed.

This is the second time Xingheng has entered He Mingsheng's bedroom. The layout can be remembered at a glance. Looking at the clean and tidy walls, Xingheng asked curiously: "Aren't you a top student? Why are there no walls?" Award?"

He Mingsheng smiled when he heard the sound, walked to the desk and stood still, but didn't speak.

Seeing this, Xingheng suddenly exclaimed: "Could it be that the information Gao An gave me is false, and you haven't been a top student since you were a child?"

"If you're not a top student, you wouldn't..." Do you like it?

The rest of the words were promptly taken back by He Mingsheng, but Xingheng's attention was aroused: "It's nothing?"

Being stared at helplessly, He Mingsheng sighed in his heart, and said, "If you're not a top student, you don't worship me, and then don't you play with me?"

Xingheng paused, then smiled and said: "How is it possible, you are just a top student now, I still admire you and adore you!" The disappointment in his eyes flashed past.

He Mingsheng didn't take Xingheng's words anymore, and when he spoke in other people's words, he would always get out of control. If he talked too much, many things would develop uncontrollably, so he had to change the topic.

Opening the closet, he took out an oversized box, and He Mingsheng signaled Xing Heng to come and have a look.

Xingheng stretched his head to look at the things inside, and verified that Gao An's information was correct.Big and small trophies, Xin Dao's world of top academics is really different.He glanced at it, but didn't intend to do it. When he was about to close it, he saw a box at the corner of the big cardboard box among the many trophies, but Xingheng felt that he read it right, it must be a shoe box.

Immediately curious, Xingheng pointed to the box and asked He Mingsheng: "Can I have a look?"

"Anything you want, there's nothing you can't see." He Mingsheng nodded.

He Mingsheng was standing by the closet, arranging the clothes inside, but he had just finished a piece of clothing when he heard Xingheng's burst of laughter, he was a little dazed, and turned his head to look at the people not far away.

Xingheng hugged his belly, squatted beside the box and laughed.

The box is very big, and Xingheng is very thin. At first glance, Xingheng is not as big as the box. He Mingsheng looked at this scene, a little funny and cute, and smiled faintly.

After a while, Xingheng's laughter stopped, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, pointed to the shoe box and said: "He Mingsheng, I grew up, this is the first time I saw someone put the certificate in the box. It's in the shoe box." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help laughing again.

Since returning home last time, He Mingsheng has rarely seen Xing Heng smile like this, and his mood is a little high, and it is rare to be in a teasing mood: "Then you still have little knowledge, and I have done more outrageous things than this. "

Xingheng suddenly became interested, straightened up and walked to the bed, planted his buttocks in it, and lay on the bed with a big face.And because he couldn't see He Mingsheng like this, he stood up, raised his left leg, and put his ankle on the knee of his right leg, as if you said it carefully and I smiled.

"Writing homework for others to earn little red flowers."

"When?"

He Mingsheng closed the wardrobe door, leaned back against it and looked at Xingheng on the bed, and said casually: "Of course it's elementary school, otherwise who would be so stupid?"

"You've been so smart since you were a child, why do you have to do homework for others to earn little red flowers?" Xing Heng was puzzled. According to He Mingsheng's carton of awards and trophies, how could there be no little red flowers?

"Probably because I was not good-looking when I was a child, and I never met someone who admired me like you." He Mingsheng tilted his head, pretending to be puzzled, and said half-truths: "At that time, I saw other children who had children. The safflower will always be praised by the parents, I thought that if I had the little safflower, Grandpa Feng would be happy too."

He Mingsheng said this sentence with a smile, but Xingheng understood.Even if he didn't know it before, Grandpa Feng often said something about He Mingsheng in the past six months.So it's because I have no parents since I was a child, and the teacher didn't even give me the little red flower?Then how much does this person long for others' concern in order to get Xiaohonghua to do homework for others?

The discomfort in my heart is unprecedented, it is distressed.After all, he met such a good person a bit late, and let others bully him for so long.

The person he had always kept on top of his heart was just being bullied like this, and then he smiled and told him this matter as a joke, just because he was in a bad mood recently.

He has always known that even if He Mingsheng doesn't like him, he still takes good care of him.So much so that he mistakenly thought that He Mingsheng was moved by him for a while.

How could he not like such a nice person?

He Mingsheng looked at Xing Heng walking back and forth in the room, and asked puzzledly: "What are you looking for?"

"Pen."

He Mingsheng teased: "Seeing these trophies stimulated your desire to study, did you work hard in the middle of the night?"

Xingheng promised that he really admired and envied him to death, saying that he had never won a trophy since he was a child.

"Come, come and sit." Xingheng pointed to the seat beside the bed.

He Mingsheng did as he did, and when he saw Xingheng held a red pen and stretched out his hand, he knew that this person was going to give him a little red flower.

"From now on, I will give you a little red flower every time I see you." Xing Heng drew seriously.

"Okay." He Mingsheng responded, as if thinking of something: "Have you never participated in a competition?"

Not knowing why the topic jumped here, Xingheng was stunned for a moment, but still nodded: "I have participated."

"Never won an award?"

"It's okay." Xingheng seemed to suddenly gain confidence, sat up straight and said, "I used to always be number one!"

But after saying this, the pen in He Mingsheng's hand paused.

He has won awards, but no one has ever cared about him, so he stopped participating in the competition.

The loss and loneliness that flashed in Xu Shi Xingheng's eyes made it impossible to ignore, and He Mingsheng rarely asked the bottom line: "How long has it been since you participated in a competition?"

"Well, I can't remember." Xingheng said casually.

After the little red flower was finished, Xingheng let go of He Mingsheng's hand with some reluctance, curled his fingers where He Mingsheng couldn't see, and rubbed the place he touched just now.

"Do whatever you want, and don't give up what you like and love because of others." He Mingsheng stared at the little red flower in his hand, and there was tenderness that couldn't be hidden in his comforting words.

Every time Xingheng sees this scene, he always feels that he still has hope. One day, He Mingsheng should be able to feel it.If he can't accept it at that time, then he will leave.As long as He Mingsheng doesn't have a girlfriend for a day, and doesn't dislike him for a day, then even if he is not a lover, he doesn't care if he is unknown.

"Okay." Xingheng looked at He Mingsheng seriously: "I know." I know, I have always known, so next time He Mingsheng wins an award, I will share it with you.

"It's snowing, He Mingsheng." Xingheng stood by the window looking at the scenery outside, and said with bright eyes.

This is the third winter with you, so there will be a fourth, a fifth, and many, many winters to come.

He Mingsheng nodded with a smile.

Stellar, it's snowing.

In this snowy day, I like you more than usual, so I want to sink you into the mud a little more.

However, you are always bright.