private romance

"Oh, but what should I do? When I die, Ah Zheng." After being hugged to the bed, He Tingzhao leaned against the head of the bed. He slowly raised his head and glanced at Song Mingzheng who was helping him adjust his posture. I didn't even take it away, but when this sentence fell into my ears, there was a moment of stiffness "Can you live a good life?"

Wait till I die.

Wait till I die.

How did you come up with this sentence?I sound like I'm being cut alive, do I have to face it?

These words are light and ethereal, but just like the clouds in the sky, they seem to be invisible, but they are actually very dense. When they pass through, Song Mingzheng's eardrums are buzzing, which scares him more than any other sound.

Why, and why, you asked yourself.

Baby, were you cruel to me, or to yourself?

Song Mingzheng has experienced countless dangerous moments, and there is never a minute when he wants him to escape more than now.In this nest that he is familiar with and warm, the only home that he has a deep attachment to in his life, the love of his life asks those topics about life and death that are close at hand.

Baby, I'm really a coward.

He tried to speak, but no sound came out.The upturned Ruifeng eyes seemed to lose three points of their original charm, and became a lonely and pitiful one. He Tingzhao and him looked at each other silently for a while, and then slowly moved their eyes away.

"A Zheng, I should leave very early, so you have to make me feel at ease."

He Tingzhao was always gentle and gentle when he spoke, but Song Mingzheng actually felt bad, like now.When they first met, they were actually very mischievous. Even when they talked to Song Mingzheng, they always had a bit of pampering and pampering. Coaxing him, he is quite clumsy in this aspect, naturally he suffered a lot of yin and yang, and when he was at a loss, he was arrogantly thrown by the young master to a reconciliation step.

Later, he became more sensible, and he was not completely paralyzed, but he still grew up overnight.

Since when?Song Mingzheng always muddled through, so he also felt that his current life looked pretty good. Even if he recalled the past, he seldom thought about these details that made him feel distressed.

Xiao Zhao, I didn't make your life better.

Thinking about it seriously, from the moment he broke up, He Tingzhao chose to stay with him.The step he took forward was probably the last pampering in his life.Afterwards, they were displaced, and He Tingzhao learned to use a gun, and also learned the cruelty that he should never see in his life. Through these things, he gradually learned to be sensible.

Song Mingzheng didn't really have much feeling for his origin, and he didn't have the kind of love or dislike that many people imagined.He wasn't too interested, and he didn't feel the helplessness of licking blood with a knife.To be honest, he was luckier than most people. He stepped on the countless bones of his predecessors and had the support of a wealthy partner. Therefore, he saw a wider sky and sat in a higher position with ease.

Either way, just live comfortably.I just want to say that it's really regrettable, he blames himself for dragging He Tingzhao into this whirlpool, or he was originally a swamp.

All they earn is bloody money, everyone is covered in dirty things, and no one can say who is more disgusting.

But my baby, you are different, you are clean.

You don't have a carefree life for the rest of your life, so you don't have to be so sensible.

In the end, what happened in France, Song Mingzheng's hometown, they had to return to City S after the end, and everything started again, but after all, they didn't wait for this consummation.After He Tingzhao was injured, he was sent back to City S. Unfortunately, it was half a year late, and it was a pity that he was picked up by the plane instead of walking back by himself.

Song Mingzheng was busy finishing the finishing touches, but he didn't have much time to accompany him.No matter how much sweet talk is said, it is not as important as being with me personally.At that time, it was no different than now, He Tingzhao had just been injured, so how would he know whether the vows before him could be realized in the future.

He will definitely come back to accompany him when he is free, but he is still at a loss.But at that time, Song Mingzheng thought about it, in fact, He Tingzhao was already very sensible.

He didn't make any noise, just because he couldn't accept the incontinence and shed tears a few times.Song Mingzheng remembered very clearly that he had thirteen surgeries in the first year, and the last time he came out happened to be on New Year's Eve. At that time, fireworks management had not been implemented. Someone set off fireworks outside the hospital, and they exploded in the sky, which was extremely gorgeous.

He sat beside He Tingzhao and waited for him to wake up. At that moment, his body was just beginning to deform, his fingers contracted and gradually turned inward, and all fingers became bent and stiff.Song Mingzheng was actually very difficult to accept, he was very scared, these changes were whipping him all the time, but he had to pretend to be calm.

"Ah Zheng, Happy New Year."

He heard him say, amidst the sound of fireworks.

"Why are you crying? I don't feel any pain at all."

I know you don't hurt, you don't even feel it, but why does it hurt.

But I feel bad.

Later, he slowly walked higher, and Song Mingzheng became the third master, and Song San actually became the nickname that the Taoists called him.People like them are even called straightforwardly, and he has come into contact with those so-called high society again, but he is no longer the young master who used to be with his parents, but is in power with a terrifying aura when he sits there. people.

It's really boring to say, both black and white have to give him some face, those people hate him and want to get close to him, and at the same time prevent their children from getting close to him, to prevent them from falling in love with him.

It seems that Song Mingzheng is willing to cooperate with them, and also seems to have a crush on their children.

When I was Daozu, did I ever care about which one of you?

He Tingzhao doesn't like to meet people with him very much, which is probably one of the reasons why he is always impatient in these occasions.Everyone in the family said they were taking care of him, but in fact they were all taken care of very well by him.Everyone is afraid of Song Mingzheng, but everyone also likes He Tingzhao, so they have a three-point favorability for their real master.

"I won't go, I'm very tired."

"Ah Zheng is pretty good, I have watched it many times at home."

"Ah Zheng, you haven't come back for a long time, you have to be careful when you go outside."

He is very good.

Song Mingzheng sometimes felt that this kind of favor and humiliation was actually beyond He Tingzhao's age, and he didn't understand why it was so, obviously he loved him enough, pampered him, and treated him well.

It seemed that his own maturity was always one step behind.

Just like this moment.

"A Zheng, you have to reassure me..." He Tingzhao looked at him, but it was only for a brief moment, he sighed softly, raised his right hand slightly with difficulty, his stiff palm trembled in the air , and then lightly poked Song Mingzheng's arm supporting the bed.

"I won't be able to accompany you in the future, we Ah Zheng, but we are alone again..."

"It's so lonely, my darling."