rose memory

Shen Xing seemed to see He Weijie's thoughts, smiled, and said without interest: "I don't want to know who you are."

He Weijie: "..."

Shen Xing rubbed his hands, although the cold sweat had completely dried up, there was still a sticky feeling on it.

As soon as Shen Xing remembered that he thought Meng Xian was going to do something else, he turned out to be so nervous that he couldn't get angry.

All the anger was transferred to He Weijie.

Shen Xing said with a cold face, "Where is Meng Xian?"

Just now He Weijie was only temporarily intimidated by Shen Xing's aura, but now seeing the other party's appearance of killing chickens, he straightened his back even more.

"Meng Xian asked me to come, and told me to take a look..."

"Fart!" Shen Xing changed from his usual indifference, and swears, "Have you played enough to sow discord?"

Whoever laughs at me will not laugh at me.

"you……"

He Weijie was a little unbelievable, this little boy scolded people, his momentum was not bad, he was dumb for a while, and then roared angrily after a long time: "He Meng Xian is just teasing you, you don't even look at yourself, except Where can I see the face?"

Shen Xing smiled instead of anger: "You can't even look at your face, if he doesn't like me, does he like you?"

"Damn it, I'm a straight man!"

"I didn't say you weren't."

He Weijie finally realized that he was caught in the opponent's word game, and he jumped in anger for a while.

Shen Xing was not interested in continuing to deal with this person anymore, he raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and asked, "One last time, where is Meng Xian?"

"Here it is."

Meng Xian came out from the gate of the Tianzi Pavilion, he avoided the puddle of water lightly, he could cross it in one step with his long legs, Shen Xing thought, the legs are really long.

He Weijie looked in disbelief at Meng Xian, whose beard and hair were still intact, and who was still in high spirits, and said in disbelief, "How is it possible, I drugged you, you shouldn't... you shouldn't..."

He Weijie wanted to say that you shouldn't be so handsome, but that you should be tortured by drugs inside to make you look ugly.

But wouldn't that be praising Mengxian's grandson, so he shut his mouth, but his face turned red, as if he hadn't finished speaking.

The ability to deduce what it means to be dumb and eat coptis, I can't tell the bitterness.

He Weijie was in the midst of a struggle in his heart, Shen Xing grasped the doubts sensitively, turned around and asked Meng Xian, "What medicine?"

Meng Xian's face was awkward for a moment, but fortunately he had rehearsed his speech before going out, so he didn't lose his composure completely.

Meng Xian paused and said, "It's better for children not to know."

Shen Xing: "Aphrodisiac?"

Meng Xian: "..."

What's the matter with this kid?

Shen Xing pursed his lips, thinking of something: "So he was the assist you invited? You two are on the same team?"

Meng Xian replied in a second: "No!" He still put on a gesture of resistance when he said it.

Shen Xing: "Oh."

Meng Xian: "..." What do you mean?

It was He Weijie who finally broke the deadlock. After listening to Shen Xing's words, he put on a state where everyone was drunk and I was sober, and smiled in a twitching mode: "I will be with him? Funny!"

After Shen Xing heard this, he believed it. He felt that He Weijie didn't have the IQ to lie to him.

"Let's go." When Shen Xing said this, he didn't intentionally address anyone, and his voice was very small, as if he was talking to himself.

But Meng Xian knew it was for himself, so he smiled: "Okay."

Seeing that the two of them were going to leave, He Weijie cut off half of his plan. The glue on the sofa and the detergent mucus on the floor hadn't worked yet, so he shouted anxiously: "Stop!"

Shen Xing continued to walk out. When he came, he didn't look carefully at other places. His mind was used to remember the way. Now that He Weijie was speaking, he frowned when his train of thought was interrupted.

Seeing Shen Xing frowning, Meng Xian immediately ran to Shen Xing to lead the way.

No one cares.

He Weijie angrily kicked the flowerpot next to him, and shouted unhappily: "Waiter!"

Immediately someone came in.

"Clean up the things in Tianzi Pavilion, be careful, there is cleaning on the floor, there is glue on the sofa..."

The waiter smiled.

"What are you laughing at!" He Weijie shouted.

The waiter bowed apologetically, and said respectfully: "I'm very sorry, we pass a strict smile test, and generally don't smile, unless..."

"All right, all right! All right, pack it up quickly, I'll pay for it, I'm in a hurry."

On a certain street in Songjian District.

A young man walked in front, his steps were a little fast, his face was expressionless.

A slightly older man followed behind.

The distance between them is getting closer and closer.

"That message was sent by He Weijie, I wouldn't ask you to come to this kind of place." Meng Xian said cautiously behind Shen Xing.

Shen Xing could feel the cautiousness in the other party's words, and his heart suddenly softened, but before the emotion appeared from his heart to his face, he personally killed it.

"En." Shen Xing said indifferently.

Meng Xian said again: "How do you know that the door will pour water when you open it?"

Shen Xing was stunned for a while, but didn't speak.

Meng Xian asked himself and answered, "Have you experienced this before?"

Shen Xing did not expect the other party to be so sensitive, his face froze, and there were too many mixed emotions in his eyes, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

"Is it elementary school or junior high school?" Meng Xian's hand tentatively touched Shen Xing's hand, seeing that the other party was stiff and unresponsive, he held it little by little.

"Shen Xing, can you say it?" Meng Xian's tone was full of sinking gentleness.

"I haven't experienced it before, I'll guess." Shen Xing said lightly.

Meng Xian didn't ask any more, "Yes."

You don't need to open your heart, I am willing to like you who don't fully believe in me, or even don't believe me at all.

"That man is He Weijie, Xu Yuan's boyfriend?" Shen Xing calmly withdrew his hand from Meng Xian's hand.

Meng Xian tacitly didn't mention shaking hands, he is willing to take his time, as long as you don't hate me.

Meng Xian: "Yes."

"Why did he punish you?" After Shen Xing finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I even forgot..."

"Shen Xing!" Meng Xian said suddenly.

Meng Xian's voice was a bit loud.

Shen Xing turned his face to look at him.

Sometimes Shen Xing would indeed think of Meng Xian uncontrollably. From the beginning to the end, the moment he met Meng Xian, he knew that this person was really good-looking, and later he also knew that this person had an unusual background.

But now he seemed to know for the first time.

All the embarrassing, surprised, ignorant, and even spring-like emotions burst out in an instant when the other party called his name at this twilight.

After fermenting for so long, it was just released.

In the gushing mist of emotion, a tear quietly hung from the corner of Shen Xing's eye, and it fell with a "click", Shen Xing's lips moved: "What do you want me to do?"

Meng Xian watched as Shen Xing suddenly shed a tear, and looked at himself with a ignorant face, suddenly he was at a loss.

"I just wanted to tell you."

"tell me what?"

"Since I like you, then I like everything about you, including the trouble you caused..." Meng Xian paused: "It may not be very good to say this, but I can only think of these. You offended the boss of the underworld, and they want to hunt and kill me, but I still like you."

I like you so much, how could I blame you.

The atmosphere was too ambiguous, Shen Xing didn't know what to say to resist the other party's deep affection, so he had no choice but to turn around and continue walking.

Meng Xian didn't get a response, and didn't ask any further questions.

They waited at the bus stop, neither of them spoke, it was getting late, and there were only the two of them and a girl with twin ponytails on the bus stop.

Shen Xing watched the bus slowly approaching, his eyes ached from being stabbed by the street lights, he closed his eyes, and asked, "You are so smart, how did He Weijie catch you?"

When the bus arrived, Meng Xian turned his head. Seeing that Shen Xing had his eyes closed, he took Shen Xing's hand on his own initiative and walked onto the bus.

Shen Xing didn't get a response, but felt that the other party was holding hands, he didn't react for a while, his body was unstable, he subconsciously grasped it tightly, and shook it back.

But still did not stand firm.

Meng Xian turned his head in disbelief, meeting the panicked eyes of the other party.

Meng Xian pulled Shen Xing, and they sat down smoothly.

As soon as he sat down, Meng Xian let go of his hand and said cautiously, "Sorry."

Shen Xing was stunned, at this moment he realized, how could Meng Xian be so humble, is it so humble to chase people?

And does he deserve to be liked so humblely?

"It's okay." Shen Xing said

The bus drove slowly and steadily, and arrived at Chuheng Road in a few minutes.

The two were silent all the way. When they got off the car, Meng Xian suddenly said, "Will you still come when I ask you to go somewhere next time?"

Shen Xing walked down, looked at Meng Xian's expectant eyes, and he didn't know what was wrong, so he said in a strange way, "Yeah."

This night, Shen Xing was doomed to sleepless.

I don't know why, but when he lay down, his mind was full of Meng Xian, but he dreamed of his brother.

That year's Mid-Autumn Festival, when Shen Xing went home, he secretly changed into wet clothes.

At night, he called his brother to get up and look at the moon.

Shen Xing shared the mooncakes distributed by the school with his brother and grandpa.

In the low bungalow on that autumn day, among the shadows of a pair under the night light, the smaller pair seemed to have a glow in their hearts.

That morning, his brother called his name in a low voice, lying on his back, calling in his ear, calling against his forehead.

He stayed in bed as usual and was dragged up by his brother.

"You're a junior high school student now! Get up!"

"Sorry!" He replied to his brother, but the whole person was smiling playfully, as if he had woken up a long time ago.

Seeing him like this, his brother smiled helplessly: "I have just been reporting to the new school for more than a month, and the teacher won't have a good impression if you are late."

"Brother, I don't like that school..."

Shen Xing's voice was too low, his brother couldn't hear clearly, and asked, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Shen Xing pursed his lips, jumped off the bed, washed and tidied up, and went to school.

When Shen Xing woke up, the night was as cold as water. Wrapped in a quilt, he seemed to feel the coldness at that time again, and a basin of cold water was poured directly on his head.

"Brother, I said, I don't like that school, they all bully me." Shen Xing said.