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It was already the next day when Zhuang Sheng woke up, he was awakened by the smell of food.When he opened his eyes, Zhuang Sheng was in a daze, not knowing where he was, but also had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The consciousness became more and more clear, the memory slowly came back, and Zhuang Sheng's eyes became darker.He had a guess in his mind, but he was awkwardly unwilling to confirm it, and even wanted to hide under the blanket like an ostrich and not face it.

There was a knock on the door, Zhuang Sheng suddenly pulled the quilt off his head, looked up, and saw a man in a light purple shirt standing leaning against the door, looking over with a smile.

Zhuang Sheng's face turned red, he pulled off the quilt embarrassingly and laid it flat on his chest, then blinked innocently at Meng Yan.

This "I'm very good, I didn't do anything" appearance made Meng Yan laugh.When Shengsheng was a child, every time he got into trouble, he would use this trick to deal with him. As long as he looked at those big eyes blinking and looked at him full of attachment, he would be willing to take care of the big disaster.

The taste of nostalgia hit his heart, Meng Yan was full of emotions for a moment, the smile in his eyes faded, but there was a deeper emotion imprinted in it.

Meng Yan walked over to rub Zhuang Sheng's head, and said with a gentle smile, "Little slob, get up."

Zhuang Sheng blinked, and whispered slowly: "...This is not my room."

Meng Yan said solemnly: "The sheets and quilts prepared for you have not been washed, so you will spend the night in my room first. After packing up your things, you can move there."

Thinking of something, Zhuang Sheng's face turned redder, his eyes flickered, as if they contained the clearest spring water.He didn't dare to look at Meng Yan, and lowered his eyes to stare at the quilt, his voice became softer, "I didn't say I would move back either."

Meng Yan didn't know if he really didn't hear clearly, or if it was on purpose, he bent down and got very close, the tip of his nose almost touching the tip of his nose, and the skin on the young man's face was stained red by the breath he exhaled.

"Huh? I didn't catch what Shengsheng said."

The young man on the bed was already shrinking into a ball, trying to reduce his sense of existence.Under the pressure of the man's scorching gaze, he reiterated aggrievedly, "I didn't say to move back."

It seems that Zhuang Sheng in this appearance is interesting, and an uncontrollable evil taste arises from the bottom of his heart.The man got closer, and his eyes fell on the young man's rosy lips, with deep eyes.

"If you don't move back, where do you want to live?"

Unaware of the approaching danger, Zhuang Sheng felt his face blushing and his heart beating faster for no reason. Zhuang Sheng bit his lower lip, his eyes glistening with grievance.

"I have a unit dormitory, and I live in the dormitory."

When he was a child, Shengsheng felt very cute like this, and wanted to hold him in his arms and rub his head; the grown-up Shengsheng, now showing a pitiful and wronged look, he still finds it cute, and wants to hold him in his arms, and then——

Meng Yan stopped his dirty thoughts, but his eyes were stuck on those rouge and moist lips, and he couldn't tear them off.

"I said that from now on, I will never leave you. Shengsheng, can't you remember what I said?"

Zhuang Sheng fell silent, thinking of something, the color of water in his eyes became clearer and clearer, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his dark pupils met the deep eyes of the man.

"But, you didn't want me, you drove me away." A tear fell from the red eyes, and the crying voice instantly smashed all the beautiful thoughts in Meng Yan's mind, and they all turned into twists in the heart. pain.

With a little force on his arm, he hugged the person on the bed into his arms and pressed them tightly against his chest. The man's voice was also a little hoarse.

"Shengsheng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't want you, how could I not want you?"

Zhuang Sheng held back his tears, gripped his clothes and complained with sobs, "I said I wouldn't leave, I said I wouldn't go abroad to study, but you insist on sending me away, no matter how much you beg, it's useless."

Meng Yan's heart was about to break.

Even if the person in his arms complained, he didn't speak very loudly, but whispered his grievances in a wet soft voice, but always with a kind of caution.

Perhaps because he lost his parents when he was young, this child is always a little more sensible than his peers.No matter how much he was wronged, he would not even sue, at most he would tell the whole story with red eyes.

I didn't like to cry since I was a child, but it's even more distressing to see how desperately holding back the tears.

This time, he must have been wronged so much that he didn't want to talk to himself when he came back.Now he finally said the grievance in his heart, but he could hear his heart throbbing.

In a foreign country, eight years of lonely life that I thought was abandoned.It's not without resentment, but in the end, what remains in my heart is the fear and sadness of being abandoned, as well as the nostalgia for the past.

"I thought I was not good, so my mother didn't want me, and my father left. In the end, even you wanted to send me away. I thought that if I behaved well and became outstanding, you would pick me up. But, You haven't even looked at me."

The tears in Zhuang Sheng's eyes finally couldn't hold back, they slid down his cheeks and dripped onto Meng Yan's neck, causing Meng Yan to flinch from the heat.It was as if a big hole had been gouged out in his heart, and the hole could only be filled by rubbing the person in his arms into his body desperately.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry—" Meng Yan could only apologize over and over again. Zhuang Sheng, who was immersed in his own emotions, couldn't hear it, or had to say it with great difficulty, so he had to finish it all at once.

"If you still don't want me in the end, why did you bring me back in the first place? So, so, if you don't want me, I, I don't want you either." Zhuang Sheng finally finished speaking sobbingly. Meng Yan raised his head from the neck, looking at him with tears on his face.

In the end, he finally said a harsh word, but because of the red eyes and wet face, there was no deterrence at all.

At this time, Meng Yan wished he could have a time machine, so that he could return to the self who had been pumped to death eight years ago.I thought that as long as the distance was far away, I could avoid it, and I thought that avoiding it would be good for both of us.

But in the end, it turned out that it was never just me who was tortured in the past eight years.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Zhuang Sheng's face. After Zhuang Sheng finished speaking, his mood stabilized, and he felt a little embarrassed and wanted to avoid him.Meng Yan held his face, staring into his eyes, not letting him escape.The eyes are gentle and firm, but there is a kind of sadness in them.

"Shengsheng, listen carefully, I never want you. Not before, not now, and never in the future."

What I'm afraid of is that you don't want me.Or, I'm afraid I can't afford it, the price you will pay.But if the separation that you think is safe makes you so sad, then from now on, as long as you don't say goodbye, I will always be with you.

Even if it means sealing and burying the secrets of his mind, guarding the bitter fruit that he has brewed alone, he will never be freed from the shackles he set for the rest of his life.

As long as you can show your smile again, I will be happy to drink bitter wine brewed by myself for a lifetime.

Zhuang Sheng was even more hungry because of crying too much and emotional ups and downs.He was lazily lying in Meng Yan's arms and didn't want to move, but at this time, Meng Yan, even if Zhuang Sheng said he wanted the stars in the sky, he would let the Meng's consortium launch a satellite and engrave Zhuang Sheng's name on it.

At this tender moment, Zhuang Sheng's stomach growled.

I haven't eaten for nearly a day and a night, and the roar of my empty stomach is very loud.Zhuang Sheng's face turned red all of a sudden, even the roots of his ears were stained with rouge.He pushed Meng Yan's arms away, and plunged into the bed, unwilling to raise his head.

In order to prevent Zhuang Sheng from hiding under the quilt and not wanting to come out for the rest of his life, Meng Yan controlled his facial expression, as if he hadn't heard the belly groan, patted the ball under the quilt, with doting eyes, and said with a smile:

"I cooked noodles and bought your favorite soup dumplings. If you don't eat them again, they will be cold."

Zhuang Sheng pulled down the quilt little by little, looked at him with a blushing face, and asked shyly, "Do you have poached eggs?"

The smile in Meng Yan's eyes deepened, and he couldn't help rubbing his head, pinching his smooth and tender face, and nodded, "Yes, I fried it myself, do you want to eat it?"

After venting his emotions, Zhuang Sheng, who felt that he was a little too willful, obediently rubbed his head and pinched his face without any resistance.Hearing Meng Yan's answer, he nodded slightly, and said a word even more embarrassed, "Yes."

Of course, he prefers the food made by this person to the soup dumpling.

Meng Yan: "..."

His eyes suddenly became deep, and he stared at the blushing and obedient young man at the moment, the self-control he had just established was crumbling.

No, you must hold on, and don't scare Shengsheng anymore.

The cohabitation life starting today is no longer an expectation for him, but a kind of torture.

It is very conceivable that after this, the days of dire straits.

But, even so, he was still reluctant to ask people to move out again.

After all, it was the place where he lived since he was a child. Zhuang Sheng turned around, and after washing up, the discomfort when he woke up from the bed completely disappeared.

Zhuang Sheng sat at the dining table, curiously touched the chair and then the table.When he saw Meng Yan coming out early with his hand in his hand, he quickly withdrew his hand.

A look of amusement flashed in Meng Yan's eyes. He didn't expose Zhuang Sheng's actions, but just pretended to say casually: "The chair was changed once, and the previous set was thrown away. I found the same style on purpose, but there is still a slight color difference. Can Shengsheng see it?"

Zhuang Sheng sat down on the chair, and assumed the correct posture of a primary school student listening to the class. "I didn't see it, but I accidentally poured paint on a chair before, and it wasn't cleaned well." He paused, pursed his lips and said , "These chairs are very clean."

Meng Yan sat down, pushed the noodles and buns in front of Zhuang Sheng, took the chopsticks and put them in his hands, smiled and nodded, with a look of reminiscence on his face, "Yes, it was because you participated in the oil painting competition in the city, I specially entrusted someone to buy paint from abroad."

Zhuang Sheng was picking up noodles with chopsticks, his eyes lit up when he heard this, "Do you still remember?"

Meng Yan paused, then looked at Zhuang Sheng, "I remember everything related to Shengsheng."

Zhuang Sheng bowed his head and stopped talking, obediently eating the noodles.He was very well-behaved when eating noodles. He moved the bowl in front of him, leaned forward slightly, and picked up three noodles at a time and put them into his mouth, holding a little bit with chopsticks and sending them to his mouth.

Meng Yan didn't eat it himself, but he watched it with gusto.When the phone rang, he picked it up and put it to his ear without looking at it, then hung up quickly and continued to stare at Zhuang Sheng intently.

Zhuang Sheng couldn't finish eating, he bit his chopsticks and looked up at him suspiciously.Meng Yan smiled and said in a very natural and casual tone:

"Shengsheng, Eldest Sister calls you home for dinner."

Zhuang Sheng didn't react for a moment, he was completely stunned, let go of the chopsticks he was biting in his mouth, and looked dumbfounded.

"—Ah? Eldest sister?"