[The Pretender] Minglou Center Short Story Collection

But they still underestimated Mingtai.

The moment he turned on the light, Minglou suddenly thought so.Mingtai lay on his bed, hugging the pillow and fell asleep.When quiet, he looks completely harmless, like a beautiful doll.Minglou wanted to turn off the lights and leave, but Mingtai woke up. He rubbed his eyes and said in a daze, "Minglou..." After speaking, his sanity recovered immediately, and he said happily, "I thought I was Dreaming again."

The subtext was "I dreamed of you", but Minglou didn't answer his words, but changed the subject and said, "Why are you sleeping here?"

"Tired." Mingtai yawned, watching Minglou take off his coat and hang it on the hanger, his vision was still blurry, he couldn't help rubbing his face, trying to cheer himself up: "I want to wait for you to come back again .”

At least ten coping methods flashed through Minglou's mind, each of which was enough to last until the day Mingtai was sent abroad, so that they would never meet again, or even more terrifying: Mingtai would never want to remember Mingtai again. the existence of the building.But on the other hand, he didn't want to do this. Toughness and cruelty are not the way to treat relatives-not only will it lead to loss of control, but it will also cause other innocent family members to suffer together.

Mingtai sat on the bed, clutching the pillow tightly, flicking his fingers randomly on it, Minglou watched coldly, only thinking that he was still young.

Still young and ignorant.

Mingtai looked at him with burning and eager eyes, unless Minglou was blind, he couldn't turn a blind eye.That's how it made Minglou wonder: Why did Mingtai hide it from him for so long before?

It can be seen that no matter how innocent a child is, he can be a bit powerful when he concentrates on using methods.

"Why are you so far away from me? Can't you sit closer?" Mingtai said suddenly.

Minglou thought about it and decided to respect him. Of course, part of him was curious about what he wanted to do.

When Minglou really sat next to him, Mingtai was a little at a loss. He didn't know if Minglou was a person who brought pressure to the people around him before, he only knew that he felt very stressed now.Mingtai grasped the pillow hard and could hear his heart beating rapidly.

"Talking to me every day...doesn't that include telling me the truth?" He asked without thinking.

Minglou hesitated for a moment. To be honest, if Mingtai quarreled with him, or talked nonsense, or fought with him by tearing his clothes, he was confident enough to deal with it, but Mingtai was neither noisy nor noisy, calm like an adult But Minglou can’t coax him like a child—Mingtai has become a mystery, because Minglou still can’t determine whether his amnesia is true or not.

"That depends on what you want to ask." Minglou said.

Mingtai swallowed his saliva, his heart was beating too fast, and the tense nerves made his forehead sweat: "I forgot whether I said anything to you before."

"You used to talk the most at home, you talked every day." Minglou avoided the topic.

"Please." Mingtai begged him: "I'm in a panic now, I just want to know the answer."

"Why do you have to know the answer?" Minglou looked at him: "It's good that you forgot, it's better that you forgot and you didn't lose anything. Everything can start again. You have a big brother, a big sister, and Ah Cheng." Brother, these three people have financial resources, power and status, enough to protect you from the wind and rain, so that you can live every day without knowing the sufferings of the world. Mingtai, don't you see how lucky you are now?"

Mingtai was dumbfounded, but soon, he shook his head vigorously: "No."

"why not?"

"Because..." Mingtai took Minglou's hand and put it on his chest: "I'm still in love."

Mingtai's face is as stubborn as ever, or willful, just like when he was a child.

"I just want this toy."

"I just want to take this course."

"I just want my elder brother to send me to school."

"I just do it."

"I only want you……"

There is only a thin line between willfulness and persistence.

Minglou withdrew his hand: "Yes, you said so."

"Oh." Even though he had a premonition in his heart, Mingtai couldn't help sighing, and he almost gave up on himself and said, "It must have been terrible at that time."

Minglou didn't want to raise any more questions, so he nodded directly: "You're drunk."

"Worse."

"And I had a date that day, a normal date between colleagues, but you misunderstood."

"It looks like it's over."

"You pulled my clothes and yelled that I was betrayed, which caused you to secretly like me for so many years, and you were irresponsible. Ah Cheng came to stop you, and you fought with him."

"childish!"

"Ah Cheng and I managed to get you under control. Fortunately, we didn't disturb the elder sister. The next morning, you go downstairs and tell me that you forgot about me."

Mingtai hugged his head and hummed, this time he was not pretending, but genuinely ashamed, and finally he leaned against Minglou: "I can't see you anymore, you must treat me as a monster."

"Don't worry, you'll recover tomorrow. The young master of the Ming family has always been heartless." Minglou's words were not so much comforting, but rather adding insult to injury.

"Don't you think I'm disgusting?" Mingtai said sullenly, his tone full of self-loathing.

Minglou hesitated again. He also had things he couldn't understand. This was probably one of them. When Mingtai said that at the time, shock was certain, and anger was also certain. Apart from shock and anger, Minglou actually felt a little bitter. Zhongzuole: Fortunately, Mingtai confessed to himself, and everything can be handled properly in time. If it is to Ah Cheng, what is even more troublesome is that if he confesses to someone Minglou doesn't know well at all, it will be a brotherhood. Fighting against each other will not solve the problem.

"No." Minglou patted his head, reassuring him: "You are a very cute young man, no one will be disgusted by your love."

"Cute, poor and unloved." Mingtai fell back exaggeratedly, and turned sideways on the bed. He looked at Minglou and said, "I should really thank you for not throwing me out. You are smug."

"It's not too late to know the truth today." Minglou dismissed it, "It can be stopped in time and corrected."

"Revise..." Mingtai looked at him in astonishment: "You think I think I'm wrong?"

"You think you are right?" Now it was Ming Lou's turn to be surprised.

"What I was wrong about was the method, not the motive." Mingtai said confidently, "I was wrong about yelling at you when I was drunk—that's what I was wrong about."

The eyes of the two were deadlocked, and Minglou asked to himself, "Maybe I should drag you out and beat you up?"

"Try to stop feelings with force, and you will lose." Ming Tai solemnly used an educational tone.

After thinking about it, Minglou admitted: "You're right. But—" he changed his subject, and continued, "Fortunately, I have other methods."

"I accept the test." Mingtai geared up, eager to try.

"I want to reject you." Minglou said.

"..." Mingtai looked at him unwillingly.

"Even if it's love, the party whose feelings are expressed has the right to refuse, right?" Minglou said calmly, "So I refuse your love show, I hope you can go abroad obediently, study hard, maybe you can even get to know each other." Another good partner." After thinking for a while, he added: "Of course, it's better to be a girl, I don't agree with discrimination, but the social risk is too great, the eldest sister will go crazy, you have to think about her."

Mingtai suddenly laughed, sat up and hugged Minglou tightly from behind: "Minglou, I definitely love you."

"Hey, self-respect, I've already rejected you just now." Minglou clapped his hands, trying to break free from his embrace.

"At least you have admitted that this is a show of love, and not 'young and ignorant brother making trouble for no reason'." Mingtai pressed on his back, entertaining himself: "This is progress, I just need to keep working hard--Minglou, you Roses or gardenias? I can also write love letters in Latin and English."

Minglou just thinks that his advantage is very good, even if he is in a hurry, Mingtai will always find a way to make people laugh.

After the laughter stopped, Mingtai said suddenly: "I will follow your car today to your work place."

"How did you follow? Ah Cheng and I don't know." Mingtai made many unexpected moves, and Minglou had gradually gotten used to it and remained calm.

Mingtai said proudly: "That's right, I have a lot of ways to keep you from holding me down."

Minglou was helpless.

Mingtai paused and said, "I saw a very big school."

"Thank you." Ming Lou said, "It's really not easy for a school to win the favor of a young man from the world."

"Everyone in there is very energetic, and everyone is busier than me."

"It's not easy to get into a prestigious school. Everyone wants to seize the opportunity to improve themselves."

"I suddenly thought of you: I keep asking you what you want, and you never answer, but if you don't answer, it doesn't mean that I can't use my own method to check. So I came back and read the newspaper for a day-that is, you have been I was reading—then I saw the things you care about, and then I read the book I was reading recently." There was a very warm heat on Ming Lou's body, and Ming Tai hugged him tightly, the feeling in his heart was so full that it was about to overflow , all love.

"I know what people are going to say to me, 'Good young man, immersed in the problem of love every day, except for love and love,

It's capricious to refuse to think about anything else'. "Mingtai imitated the tone of the teacher, but he could also confuse the fake with the real: "So I made a decision, I want to study abroad. "

"Hey." It was another surprising thing.Mingjing would probably have mixed feelings and tears when he found out, but Minglou would only show support appropriately.

"No way, you are too powerful." Mingtai sighed pretendingly: "If you don't work hard, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold you down in the future."

"It's thanks to you that you can say this kind of thing." Minglou laughed, and a little disdainful: "Mingtai, don't put love too much in your heart."

"It's late." Mingtai shook his head vigorously: "You have to say this a few years earlier, not now, I only have you in my eyes."

"Anyone who covers your eyes is not worthy of your love, whether it's me or someone else." Minglou's tone sank.

Mingtai remained silent.

"I sent you abroad, I just hope you study hard and settle down in a peaceful place. One day, you can take your eldest sister there too."

"It's late." Mingtai said, this time his voice was very calm, more like a declaration than a rebuttal.

When Mingtai was sent away, Minglou still felt unable to regain his composure. In the past two days, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and took great pains to break Mingtai's thoughts, but in a blink of an eye, Mingtai used his own method to deal with this seemingly feasible matter. He even made Minglou relax when the world collapsed, and he felt that this love was not terrible, and there was nothing shocking about it.

It's just love, and even though it may seem troublesome, love itself is good after all.

Mingtai walked with his back to him, it was the same way yesterday, he opened the door ajar, and sent Mingtai back with the leaked light.

Mingtai suddenly turned around and asked softly, "Can you come to me?"

Minglou looked at him, slowly but firmly shook his head.

I'm just going to continue to stand where I am.His eyes seemed to say so.

"Okay." Mingtai smiled and walked over lightly. Minglou thought he still wanted to hug, but it wasn't like that. He kissed Minglou's lips and said in a low voice, "I will walk towards you." Come here, will you?"

Minglou's voice was also very soft, but his tone was still merciless: "But I won't wait for you."

"I will go fast, after all I am talented and smart." Mingtai said confidently.