Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

Wen Rulan is in a particularly good mood today. The supposedly boring work has become less boring, and the clumsy colleagues have become more pleasing to the eye. Even the debugging progress is going smoothly. It's one o'clock in the morning.

At seven o'clock in the evening, he took the elevator downstairs.

On the way down the elevator, he was imagining the scene where Meng Xing was waiting for him downstairs. Meng Xing said that he would bring a flower to him. This promise was the reason why Wen Rulan was in a particularly happy mood.

The moment the elevator door opened, he couldn't help showing a smile, because Meng Xing would usually wait for him directly opposite the elevator door.

He thought he would see Meng Xing holding flowers, so he wanted to greet him with a smile in advance.But in fact, when the elevator door actually opened, he didn't see anything.

The smile on Wen Rulan's mouth froze, but he didn't completely withdraw it. He felt that Meng Xing might have gone to pour water somewhere else like the first time.

So he went to look in the hall, but he searched around, and then again, but he still couldn't see Meng Xing.

He stood there and waited for a while. During the waiting process, the smile on Wen Rulan's face gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

He took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Meng Xing: "Where are you?"

19:32. Wen Rulan watched the time on his phone keep jumping from 32 to 37. Five minutes passed and he did not receive any reply.

Wen Rulan opened the communication interface again and dialed Meng Xing's number.

"Beep" was ringing again and again, and Wen Rulan was getting more and more anxious. Finally, there was another sound besides "beep" on the phone. Not the sound of being answered, but the sound of being hung up on.

Not long after his phone was hung up, before Wen Rulan had time to decide whether to continue calling or texting, he had already received a reply from Meng Xing, with only three short words: "I'm at home."

After getting Meng Xing's position, Wen Rulan didn't stay any longer. He immediately walked out of the research institute, trotted to the parking lot, and drove his snowmobile to the fastest speed.

He felt something was wrong with Meng Xing, very wrong.

Meng Xing has been waiting for him to leave work on time for the past few days. He didn't break the contract on the day he just learned the truth about the random selection. But today, nothing happened. Meng Xing even promised to bring a flower to wait for him , He shouldn't have breached the contract silently, and hung up directly when he was on the phone.

It took Wen Rulan nearly half of the time shorter than usual to rush back home. When he arrived at the door, he was a little out of breath. He first adjusted his breathing in front of the door, and then took out the key and opened the door lock.

With a "click", the door was opened, but what I entered was the empty darkness, none of the lights were turned on, and it seemed that there was no one at home.

But Meng Xing said he was at home.Wen Rulan walked lightly, took off her coat, changed into her slippers, and walked into the house in the dark.

His eyes wandered in the darkness, he walked into the living room, and noticed that there seemed to be a figure sitting on the sofa, with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly.

Wen Rulan walked to the light switch and wanted to turn it on. But just as he turned on the light, he heard a cry from the sofa: "Don't turn on the light."

Although it was said that he was shouting, he actually didn't use much force. Instead, he was very muffled, as if he had no strength at all.

Wen Rulan obediently turned off the light. He stood there hesitating for a few seconds, then walked up carefully, sat next to Meng Xing, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

His hunch was right, something must have happened to Meng Xing. He couldn't see his expression clearly in the darkness, but the moment the lights came on, he could see Meng Xing's face clearly.

His face was full of depression.

Just like he chose to hang up the phone before, Meng Xing didn't say a word.

Wen Rulan desperately wanted to know everything, but in the face of Meng Xing's silence, he did not dare to rush, for fear that his words and deeds would continue to irritate Meng Xing.

He had to be patient and wait on the sidelines.While waiting, his fingers kept tightening. He recalled all the details of the past few days. Because he was concentrating on research, he didn't spend much time with Meng Xing. All kinds of details, to deduce what Meng Xing might encounter outside.

This is undoubtedly impossible to deduce, there are too few clues.But Wen Rulan suddenly thought of a person, whom Meng Xing had just mentioned to him this morning, the person Meng Xing was going to send flowers to.

After a long silence in the living room, Wen Rulan spoke again: "Is it about that little girl?"

Meng Xing still didn't answer, his eyes were fixed on an open space, as if he was distracted.But he wasn't really distracted, he heard what Wen Rulan said.

Is it about that little girl?It doesn't matter, it matters.

Pingping's mother spent all her wealth, but failed to earn a ticket for her daughter to live in the doomsday.The mother and son didn't get a chance to survive because they were weak.

The liar who cheated Pingping's mother also didn't have a ticket, because he was a useless hooligan who didn't make any positive contributions to society.Leather jacket is an ordinary office worker, and he didn't do anything bad. He even gave Meng Xingdong a glass of wine when he was trembling, but he still didn't have a ticket because he was ordinary.

But Meng Xing has it, why does he have it?

Why does he have it?

"You said people have value..." Meng Xing was finally willing to speak. Before Wen Rulan could be happy, she moved Meng Xing's mouth a little, and then froze in place because of Meng Xing's question.

"You have value, those high-ranking military and political officials have value, and researchers have value, but what value do I have?"

Meng Xing was confused and distressed.

He felt like a thief, stealing other people's chance of survival.

In fact, he is just an ordinary person, he has no special skills.Physical fitness is slightly better than the average person?This is not a specialty, good physical fitness abounds, and those soldiers who have been training all the year round are not necessarily worse than him.

Other than that, Meng Xing really couldn't find any special qualities of his own. Logically speaking, he should be classified into the ordinary category just like Leather Jacket, and be screened out by the cruel screening of the doomsday.

But he has tickets and a chance to survive, not because of himself, but only because of Wen Rulan.

Why do you have tickets? !

This question was still echoing in his mind until now, because this question left him speechless, and he could not think of any reason to answer this question. After all, he never deserved it...

"No!" Wen Rulan stood up from the sofa after being stunned for a while.

He denied loudly: "No!"

He stood in front of Meng Xing, held Meng Xing's face with both hands, and asked Meng Xing to raise his lowered head and look at him.

He looked into Meng Xing's eyes and categorically denied it again: "No! You are valuable! You are valuable!"

But Meng Xing stared at him blankly, as if he didn't believe what Wen Rulan said.

"You are valuable to me!" Wen Rulan yelled this sentence forcefully, he suddenly lost his composure, his lips trembled, and his words were out of tune: "You don't know...you don't know..."

Do not know what is this?While Meng Xing was in a daze, he suddenly felt a little wet. Water droplets fell on his face and rolled over his lips. He subconsciously licked it. It was the salty taste of tears.

Wen Rulan cried. This was the first time he cried in front of Meng Xing.

When the date of death approached, he was so frightened and uneasy that he did not even cry.

But now he is crying, crying badly.

He also realized how ugly he was, so he buried his head on Meng Xing's shoulder to prevent Meng Xing from seeing his expression.

At the same time, he said his answer in Meng Xing's ear in a crying tone: "You don't know how important you are to me..."

"Meng Xing, if you're not here, living is meaningless to me, and I won't study any artificial sun anymore. I never care about other people's lives, I just want you to live..."

Wen Rulan's tears were still rolling down, he cried and said, "Meng Xing, you don't know how much I love you..."

Meng Xing was stunned again, but this time he recovered quickly, and suddenly pushed Wen Rulan away forcefully.He pushed Wen Rulan away from his shoulder, just like Wen Rulan held his face before, he also held the other's face with his fingers.

He looked at Wen Rulan's embarrassed expression, and the beauty of that outstanding appearance was also ruined by this expression, but Meng Xing didn't find it ugly, and he never cared about Wen Rulan's appearance.

When Wen Rulan stopped crying because of being stunned, he pulled Wen Rulan closer again, and he put his forehead against the other's forehead, and the bridge of his nose against the bridge of his nose.

"I know." He replied, as if he was afraid that Wen Rulan wouldn't believe it, so he said again: "I know."

Wen Rulan stopped crying. There were still tear marks on his face. Meng Xing carefully wiped away these marks with his thumb.

Then, Meng Xing let go of his hand. He no longer held Wen Rulan's face, but instead patted Wen Rulan's back. The force was not heavy, and he beat slowly to appease her.

Wen Rulan's excited emotions gradually calmed down under such comfort, but what followed was another kind of excitement.

He and Meng Xing were very close, rarely close.

He was so close that his breath was entangled, and he was so close that he could touch the other's lips.

Wen Rulan couldn't resist the temptation and took this step.

Meng Xing felt the soft touch covering his lips.

He didn't react, he didn't move, he was sober, he wasn't drunk, he wasn't drugged, and he... didn't say no.

He didn't respond at first, just didn't refuse.But as Wen Rulan became more and more active and presumptuous, he finally couldn't help but began to respond.

He supported Wen Rulan's back with one hand, and stretched into Wen Rulan's hair with the other.He pulled some of these hairs vigorously, not to make the other party feel pain, but to make the other party unable to leave.

Wen Rulan didn't want to leave either. Instead of standing, he straddled Meng Xing's lap. They kissed fiercely on the sofa in the living room without lights.

They kissed each other, hugged each other, and after a long, long time, they let go again.

They stood up from the sofa and went back to the room.

Instead of going back to their own rooms, Meng Xing went to Wen Rulan's room.

They didn't do anything, they just hugged each other and kept each other warm in the long cold night.

Finally, the night faded, and a meager amount of daylight filtered through the curtains.

It's daylight again.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020071320:58:452020071402:23:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Feiyu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!