The benefactor said he was tired of playing and wanted to marry me

Mr. Meng was worried about Meng Ganhe before, but he was still inconvenient to walk because of his broken bones, so he asked the orderly to visit him.As a result, the orderly didn't even make it through the door, and Meng Ganhe politely stopped him outside, saying that he was fine and he didn't need to worry about his grandfather, and then closed the door to see off the guests.With the lesson of this precedent, of course Meng Chengying did not inform Meng Ganhe that he would come to the house in advance. He just found out that Meng Ganhe still stayed at home today, and then bought a box of strawberries along the way and went there.

When he walked through the gate, he saw the expression of the person standing beside him obviously changed, and then he wanted to reach out to touch his phone.Seeing that his face was familiar, Meng Chengying remembered that he was a person who often followed Meng Ganhe to help deal with things, so she went over with a smile and held the man's hand: "Do I need to tell Ganhe when I come?"

Although he was asking a question, his tone was obviously unquestionable.

The man had a look of embarrassment on his face, and obviously knew Meng Chengying's position in Mengganhe, so he didn't dare to disobey his intentions, and it was not easy to stop him, so he could only watch Meng Chengying walk past with a box of strawberries in his hand. He also touched his mobile phone to prevent him from reporting the news.

"I'll put your mobile phone in the mailbox at the door of your house for you. Remember to take it later, and I won't lock it." Meng Chengying walked a few steps, but turned her head and raised her voice.When the person guarding the door heard it, it was not only the door that could be entered casually, but also the key to the mailbox. The relationship between the two must have been improved to a higher level.So he gave up the futile struggle and just waited honestly for a while to retrieve his mobile phone.Anyway, this place is heavily guarded and managed properly. Every household living in it has a name and surname, and he doesn't worry about losing his mobile phone.

Meng Chengying walked to the door of Meng Ganhe's house, first rang the doorbell meaningfully, and then didn't wait for the people inside to hear the doorbell and how to react, directly opened the door lock and pressed the button on the fingerprint collection screen. After a while, he opened the door openly and went in.

He heard some movement in the bedroom, and he guessed that Meng Ganhe was staying in the bedroom.Meng Chengying closed the door behind her back without putting down the strawberries, and walked to Meng Ganhe's bedroom with the bag in her hand.He walked quickly, apparently to catch Meng Ganhe off guard, and then he pushed open Meng Ganhe's bedroom door, as confidently as if he was in his own home.

Sure enough, Meng Ganhe just sat up from the bed, looking like he was about to get out of bed.When he was at home, he didn't wear clothes that were indifferent from the cut to the color, which were cold white or pale black. Instead, he wore an ivory pajamas with a slight yellow color that matched his skin. A little bit of warmth.Moreover, the material of the pajamas is still pure cotton, which looks soft, and he is wrapped in a quilt and sitting on the bed, it seems that his whole aura is completely different from the past, it looks very soft, making people want close.

Meng Ganhe was staring at Meng Chengying in a daze, apparently not expecting him to come, his expression was somewhat complicated.

Meng Chengying sized him up, and his eyes quickly stayed on Meng Gan and his cheeks, which were slightly blood-stained differently from usual.He walked up a few steps and put the strawberries on the bedside table, and reached out to touch Meng Ganhe's forehead: "Why don't you tell me you have a fever?"

"It's a low-grade fever, and it will be fine soon." Meng Ganhe shrank back while answering.But his actions were not trying to avoid Meng Chengying's hand, but trying to hide something.But it was too late for him to hide now, Meng Chengying had noticed early on that Meng Gan looked familiar with that half-draped and half-clad coat.The coat was rough in texture and neatly cut, completely different from the painting style of Meng Gan and the bedding. It was very abrupt at a glance and could be easily noticed.In addition, Meng Chengying had worn that coat at least a few times, so she immediately recognized it as the coat she brought to the holiday home.

"You..." Meng Chengying was a little puzzled, and was about to say that the coat should be in her home, but then she thought about it, and immediately deduced that after she accidentally lost the coat in Meng Ganhe's room, to Meng Ganhe. Before he delivered his coat, Meng Ganhe must have dropped his coat at some point, so he didn't ask any more questions, but asked, "Have you taken your medicine?"

Meng Ganhe obviously also noticed that Meng Chengying's eyes fell on the coat in his arms, and his expression was a little awkward.He had never done such a sneaky thing, and when he hid Meng Chengying's coat privately, he couldn't help but condemn himself.But every time he looked at Meng Chengying's coat on his bedside, he would criticize his behavior in his heart, and at the same time, he would be secretly happy.That feeling is very slight, but wonderful, and it creeps up from the bottom of my heart quietly. At first, it was a complete joy, and after it spread, it was a little sour.In order to relieve the feeling of emptiness in his heart, Meng Ganhe had to cover his body with this coat at night, or hold it in his arms, as if it still had a bit of Meng Chengying's recent breath on it.

When he did this in private, he didn't think his behavior was so strange, but he felt a little embarrassed after being discovered by Meng Chengying.He originally wanted to hide his coat under the quilt quietly while chatting, but he didn't expect Meng Chengying to spot it at a glance.

"...Dr. Qin came to prescribe medicine for me before, and I took it." Meng Ganhe unconsciously grabbed the coat in his hand, and pressed it tightly against the rough fabric, because his fingertips turned a little blue and white because of too much force .

"Why are you so nervous, are you afraid that I will snatch your coat?" Meng Chengying didn't confide in the matter, and even made a joke with Meng Ganhe, which made Meng Ganhe a little dazed.

According to Meng Chengying's usual temperament, he should not talk about this kind of matter that would embarrass both of them. A processing space.But today he deliberately brought up this topic, and even narrowly joked about it... Why is this?

Because of the low-grade fever, Meng Ganhe's brain was a little chaotic, and his thinking slowed down a few beats.Before he could figure out why Meng Chengying's actions today were different from those in the past, Meng Chengying was already sitting on the bedside table in a grandiose manner.