On the Formation of a Pseudo Stand-In

In the ordinary life day after day, Ye Luo gradually found the beauty that she never dared to hope for.

But he is also distressed occasionally, especially when he finds himself becoming more and more greedy, he always wants the other party to know more——

It's not easy to know me, I just like you that much, but I have gone through a long time, starting from the days you forgot, I have liked you little by little.

In the dark room, Ye Luo had this idea again, raised his head by the moonlight, glanced at Mu Chengan's gentle silhouette, and listened to his steady breathing.

Leaning forward, Ye Luo carefully and resentfully bit his chin - one day, I will tell you all about it.

So, on a Friday night, the two took a walk around the embankment.

Unknowingly, it has entered midsummer, the cicadas are singing, and the willows are gently swaying with the summer night wind. Ye Luo, who has become more and more like a child these days, is smiling and slowly backing away, blinking at Mu Chengan's full face. Face helpless.

Walking forward quickly, Mu Chengan stretched out his hand, wanting to sneak a hug while no one was around, but the other party smiled and avoided him.

Mu Chengan lowered his hands a little, shook his head helplessly, then glanced behind Ye Luo, and felt relieved seeing that there were no obstacles.

Facing the increasingly mature and beautiful face, he asked helplessly, "Aren't you afraid of falling?"

Hearing this, Ye Luo stepped back and stretched out his hand, and was immediately grasped by the wide hand.

Only then did he smile, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, you can watch for me."

Mu Chengan squeezed the softness in the palm of his hand, rubbed it a few times, and when he was about to let go, he was quickly interlocked by the other party's fingers.

Originally reluctant to let go, Mu Chengan glanced at the old man walking his dog under the embankment, and pretended to remind him: "You will be seen."

Ye Luo stepped back even more recklessly, and asked with a smile, "Are you afraid?"

Looking at the other person's eyebrows and eyes, he felt that he was extremely attractive under the moonlight at this moment, Mu Chengan felt warm in his heart, and said firmly, "Don't be afraid, I can't ask for it."

Ye Luo seemed a little embarrassed, turned around slowly, and walked forward seriously. It didn't take long for the two of them to walk side by side in step.

The interlocking fingers tightened a bit, and neither of them cared about the gazes from passers-by.

"Hey," Ye Luo broke the warm silence when he was about to finish walking this road, and asked Chi, "Come with me tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay." Mu Chengan agreed without thinking, and gently stroked his delicate skin with his thumb.

Almost bewildered by this charming atmosphere, Ye Luo couldn't think of anything else, so Ye Luo pretended to break free, and was snapped back into the palm of his hand after a while, but this time, the other party was more at ease.

After achieving his goal, Ye Luo cleared his throat and continued, "However, I have something to do in the morning and I have to go out first, and you can come out to find me after lunch."

Mu Chengan didn't ask the reason, but just jokingly said, "Why, you still have to rush for a date?"

"No way, I'm busy with business." Ye Luo nodded seriously, "But you are the most important thing. Look, if I don't want to date you, I have to ask for leave in advance."

After the two forced their way down the narrow stairs, they reached the road and shifted Ye Luo to the side far from the driveway. Mu Chengan then replied, "The most important thing? And the second most important?"

"Not yet, I need to spend more time looking for it." Ye Luo said with a smile, "But I'm too lazy, so forget it."

After taking a bath, they finally cooled down a lot, but the two of them just lay down with their arms around each other, and they were sweating again.

In the dark, Mu Chengan put his arms around the little guy who was so hot that he wanted to break free, touched the bedside table a few times with his other hand, and pressed the air conditioner switch from memory.

A burst of cool air blew, and the two let out a satisfied sigh at the same time.

They seemed to find it funny, and after coincidentally burst out laughing, the two smiled and hugged each other again.

Rubbing the hair of the person in his arms, Mu Chengan whispered, "Go to sleep, don't you have to get up early tomorrow and do bad things behind my back?"

Ye Luo stretched out his hand and pushed the other person's chest, but he couldn't move, so he leaned back and put his face on his clothes, and said in a muffled voice, "I've already reported it to you...Your noon Don't oversleep, call me when you wake up."

"Okay, okay, listen to you." Mu Chengan lowered his head, planted a light kiss on the little guy's forehead, patted his palms on the back, and coaxed, "Go to sleep."

Ye Luo pursed her lips, closed her eyes, thinking about tomorrow's plan, feeling nervous and looking forward to it.

However, the frequency with which the other party patted on the back was so hypnotic that Ye Luo fell asleep after closing his eyes for a while.

The next day, Ye Luo woke up as soon as the phone vibrated for two seconds.

Cautiously withdrawing from the warm embrace, he grabbed the phone from the pillow and pressed it, got up, dressed lightly, and got out of bed.

After washing up, Ye Luo couldn't help but walked over again, and glanced at Mu Chengan who was sleeping.

Rarely looking at the other party's sleeping face presumptuously in the early morning, I felt a sense of novelty. After scanning back and forth for a long time, I only felt that his eyes were closed and his thin lips were lightly pursed.

Feeling a little itchy, he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed the other person on the forehead. After tucking the half-opened quilt tightly, he took the air conditioner remote control panel and adjusted it to a suitable temperature.

Before going out, Ye Luo paused.

While thinking about hypocrisy, he couldn't help but take another look at the sleeping person on the bed. Seeing his harmless face, Ye Luo closed the door gently with warmth in his eyes.

After finishing breakfast on the side of the road, Ye Luo walked straight towards the orphanage. He hadn't set foot on this road for a long time, and for a moment, he felt as if he had passed away.

After all, his state of mind is very different from before, and his steps are no longer as heavy as before. Now that Ye Luo is an adult, he has started to walk with wind, like a teenager who has never been sad.

After entering the door, the children in the yard already had new faces, and they all came to pay attention to him. Ye Luo paused for a few seconds, and then walked forward with a smile.

Walking up to a certain child who was eagerly looking at him, Ye Luo had a soft smile on his face, met the boy's timid eyes, and asked softly, "Is the principal there?"

The boy blinked, carefully placed the basketball in his arms on the ground, and hurriedly straightened up.

Stretching his slender arms, he pointed lightly at the back, and when he answered, his voice was crisp and his eyes sparkled: "Here and there."

Seeing this, Ye Luo raised his hand, stroked the boy's messy hair, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

When the dean saw him for the first time, he was very surprised. He hurriedly got up and asked, "It's been a few months since I saw you. Why do you have time to come back today?"

Thinking that he was addicted to love all day long, and the frequency of coming once a month before was gone, Ye Luo was a little embarrassed, stepped forward and gently pressed the dean's shoulder to let him sit down, and sincerely apologized.

Only then did he scratch the hair on his forehead, and hesitantly explained the purpose of his visit: "I'm planning to come over with my friend this afternoon, and I want to tell you in advance."

After hearing this, the dean wondered: "The friends you brought, we naturally welcome them, so do we need to deliberately report them?"

Ye Luo rubbed the bridge of his nose, feeling that he was a bit exaggerated when he came here so excitedly early in the morning, so he coughed lightly: "That friend...you have seen it too."

"Oh?"

Ye Luo hesitated: "Many years ago, there was a college student named Mu Chengan who often came to play with me, do you remember?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dean rolled his eyes: "Remember, you were beating around the bush to find out the whereabouts of the child. Finally found him?"

Ye Luo was a little embarrassed when he thought his secret caring was exposed, and he spoke even more hesitantly: "Yes, we live together now."

After gritting his teeth, Ye Luo clenched his fists tightly, and then said: "The two of us... are together now. He doesn't know that I am the kid back then, so when you see him this afternoon, don't expose it right away, let me slow down Tell him slowly."

The dean is also old now, and the benevolent old man opened his mouth and asked after a while, "Together is... the kind of being together?"

"Yes." Ye Luo gritted his teeth and nodded, his tone was calm, but he was extremely nervous inside - he didn't have many people he trusted in his life, and this was the first time he told others about such a thing.

Although he also thought about hiding it, but as soon as he walked through the door, he decided to tell this person who first showed kindness to him in the dark time.

The rhetoric that lingered in his mind for a long time did not come in handy. After the initial surprise, the old man's eyes returned to gentleness.

There was even a trace of surprise in his voice, he couldn't help nodding: "It's good, it's good."

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the next second, Ye Luo heard the old man ask: "Are you sure? You are sincere."

Nodding vigorously, Ye Luo's eyes were full of determination, and he replied solemnly: "I'm sure."

"Then there is nothing to worry about." The dean smiled, "Come together this afternoon, I have to thank him very much. He made you become what you are now, right?"

The relationship that I dare not mention for many years, not only has the result, but also has the affirmation of the people who care about it. Ye Luo was very happy, and replied: "Yes, thanks to him."

After walking out of the yard, Ye Luo took out his mobile phone to check the time, then walked quickly towards the nearest bookstore.

The last burden was also let go, even the ruthless sunlight at this moment could not hurt Ye Luo in the slightest.

Standing in the stationery area, he chose to choose with difficulty for a long time, and finally took a light blue envelope, took a pen, and paid the bill.

After ordering a drink, Ye Luo sat down in the book bar area, looked up at the time before 09:30, opened the cap of the pen seriously, and buried his head.

Write the word "Mu Cheng'an" neatly, the handwriting paused at a dot below the colon, and it blurred. He raised his left hand and rubbed his hot face——

She's not too young, but she sits upright and writes a love letter to the person she likes like a junior high school student who has just begun to fall in love.

However, this is the best solution that Ye Luo found out after thinking hard for half a month.

To face each other face to face, explain the mental journey over the years without changing your face - including those emotions and all kinds of tricks to meet... It's really too difficult.

Pursing his lips, Ye Luo pressed the paper and continued to write, thinking, it's better to write, put the letter into his arms, and then he can put it aside and leave it alone.

...You can also try the words that usually feel numb and can't be said.

Thinking like this, Ye Luo's writing speed became faster and faster, and he smoothly attached the thoughts of many years to the thin paper, only feeling that his whole body was wrapped in warmth and nostalgia.

Everything is so beautiful, as beautiful as a dream carefully, for fear of being broken.

He didn't notice at all that there was a middle-aged man wrapped in shabby clothes diagonally opposite him, with his hat lowered, his body bent, and a book in his dirty hands, which he didn't read for a long time.

Every few seconds, the man looked at Ye Luo, who was writing furiously, with a sullen gaze.

His fingers trembled unnaturally under the book, thoughtfully.

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