I love him, just post it

When Ling Yun opened his eyes, looking at the unfamiliar white wall above his head, he suddenly thought he was still in a dream.

Just now, he had a long, long dream.In the dream, he was walking down a long, dark tunnel, desperately looking for a way out.However, after walking for a long time, he couldn't find it.Suddenly a deep voice rang in his ear, "Ah Yun, if you want, I will always be your cup of hot water."

Ling Yun hurriedly followed the source of the sound, only to see two teenagers sitting in the classroom whispering in a vast white mist.One of the teenagers held a water glass with both hands, and the other teenager put his hands on the back of his hands, and whispered with his face close to his ear. The hot air from the jet made the pale face of the teenager slightly red.

Ling Yun remembered.The winter of that year was especially cold.Ling Yun's physique was cold, and his hands and feet kept shaking.However, he is stubborn and never brings a hot water cup or hand warmer.Meng Yan, his tablemate, pushed his cup full of hot water in front of him every time.At first he was unwilling to accept Meng Yan's kindness, but later he was attracted by the heat source, and gradually got used to warming his hands with Meng Yan's cup.

Later, when he took Meng Yan's hot water cup again, he heard Meng Yan's words.At that time, he, who was in love at the beginning, blushed for a long time because of this sentence.

The only light appeared in the dim tunnel, and Ling Yun ran towards the light, but when he caught up with the light, Bai Wu and the boy disappeared suddenly.He stood there blankly, raised his fist and threw it in all directions.However, every punch was empty.

At this time, another white mist appeared in front of him.In the white mist, several teenagers beat and kicked a teenager around him.

"Let you pretend to be cool! Let you pretend to be cool! I don't think you can pretend anymore!" The leading boy kept yelling and cursing, then suddenly took out a fruit knife from his pocket, and said grimly, "If I scratch Breaking your pretty face, I wonder if Lin Quan will take another look at you." Then, he squatted down, and the fruit knife in his hand slowly approached Ling Yun's side face.At this time, Ling Yun suddenly punched the boy in the face.The young man immediately fell back on the ground, covering his nose with his hands and screaming.When the other teenagers saw this, the force under their feet became more and more ferocious.Ling Yun rolled around on the ground with his head in his arms, thinking that it would be better if he was beaten to death.

"What are you doing?!" Meng Yan, who was passing by, threw away his schoolbag and rushed over with his fists. Within 2 minutes, several teenagers were beaten to the ground by him.

"Are you okay?" Meng Yan bent over and stretched out his hand to Ling Yun with a concerned expression on his face.

"It's okay." Ling Yun said lightly.

Seeing that the white mist was also slowly dissipating, Ling Yun rushed over at the speed of a cheetah rushing towards its prey.However, it was too late.The young Meng Yan smiled and said "I will teach you Taekwondo in the future", and then everything disappeared.

Ling Yun opened his voice and roared angrily: [What the hell is this place? ]

But he didn't hear his own voice.

"Ayun, I finally waited until you became an adult." A white mist appeared in the distance again, and a big bed was vaguely visible, on which two teenagers were lying face to face.The young Meng Yan gently kissed Ling Yun's cheek, and said softly, "It may hurt a little, but I will take it very lightly."

This time, before he could rush over, the white mist dissipated.

Another white mist appeared in the other direction.

"You little bastard! You are raised by my father. How dare you hide when I beat you! Get out!" A burly man with a beard yelled at the little boy under the table holding a belt.

The little boy was finally caught out.A burst of screams resounded through the entire tunnel.

Ling Yun looked blankly at the little boy being beaten.In fact, his father usually treats him well, and he can be regarded as responsive.However, once he drank liquor in twos and threes, his father seemed to be a different person, violent and manic.Especially after his mother left, there were wine bottles all over the floor of the house, and Ling Yun was covered in scars all over his body.

As soon as the white mist dissipated here, the white mist over there appeared quietly.

"Ayun, mom is here to pick you up." Lu Meixiang showed a long-lost gentle smile, and the 16-year-old at that time no longer needed it.

In the last white mist, Ling Yun walked alone on the forest road, wandering in every corner of the city.Suddenly, the next time he turned around, he saw a young man named Meng Yan holding a camera.

"Don't move!" "Crack!" The handsome young man put down his camera and walked towards him with a smile on his face.

Ling Yun inside and outside the white mist ran towards him.The white mist grew bigger and bigger, and suddenly a bright light hurt his eyes.

The tunnel disappeared.

After a while, he regained his composure, turned his head and found Meng Yan lying on the bedside with his eyes closed.And his right hand was being held tightly by Meng Yan.His arm was a little sore, but he didn't want to disturb the sleeping person for the time being, so he didn't immediately withdraw his right hand.

He hadn't looked at a person so seriously for a long time.The sword eyebrows are the same as before, and the thin lips are the same as before, but the traces of time are still left on that delicate face.This kind of trace is not something like crow's feet floating on the surface, but a kind of maturity carved into the bone.

Perhaps his eyes were too focused, within a few minutes, Meng Yan's eyelids trembled slightly.In the next second, those bloodshot eyes looked at Ling Yun in surprise.

"Ayun, you're awake." Meng Yan raised his head abruptly.

"Hmm." Ling Yun silently withdrew his right hand and said calmly, "Why am I in the hospital?"

Meng Yan looked down and saw that there was nothing in his hand, and he was secretly lost.Hearing this sentence, he replied softly: "You drank and took a bath, and then you were sent to the hospital."

"Really?" Ling Yun rubbed his temples.

"What's wrong? Do you still have a headache?" Meng Yan asked nervously.

"No." Ling Yun put down his hands, "Then who sent me to the hospital?"

"Me." Meng Yan replied.

Ling Yun frowned and looked at him: "How do you know where my home is? Could it be the courier? But I clearly remember that I didn't mark my address."

Meng Yan couldn't help chuckling: "Did you forget what you did before drinking?"

"What did I do?" Ling Yun tried hard to recall, as if he had signed some very important contract.

"You signed the deed of sale to me." Seeing that he didn't remember it for a while, Meng Yan couldn't help but want to fool him.

"What is the contract of sale?!" Ling Yun completely remembered the past, and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "It is obviously just two contracts. But what does this have to do with the contract?"

"There is an address in the contract." Meng Yan stretched out his hand and pinched his nose, "Little idiot."

For a moment Ling Yun forgot to turn his head to dodge.Years later, when he saw Meng Yan doing this action again, he couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Meng Yan was obviously startled by his little action, he smiled awkwardly.The ward fell into silence again.

At this time, there was a sound from the corridor outside.

"Mom, will Yanyan really come to see Big Brother?" Ling Yun recognized that this was Liang Rulan's voice.

"Ru Lan, your Yanyan is so busy that you don't have time to see Ling Yun." Liang Rujun sneered.

"Then why did you trick me over here? I might as well go back and watch "Lonely Smoke in the Desert". The Yanyan in it is simply beautiful in prosperity..."

"Who told you to be so stupid, you rushed over when you heard the name Meng Yan. One word at a time, and Meng Yan's face can deceive little girls like you."

"Mom, look at my sister!"

"Okay, okay. If that Meng Yan dares to come over, see if I don't drive him away!" Lu Meixiang said in a deep voice, "The ward is coming, so don't mention that Meng Yan in front of Ah Yun."

Hearing the sound outside, Meng Yan stared into Ling Yun's eyes and said in a low voice, "I should go."

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