private romance

Mu Chen looked more energetic than the first rays of the morning sun.

Song Mingzheng is actually very puzzled, why this person can be so lively, he has experienced this age himself, and feels that bluffing is too noisy.His energy was completely filled by He Tingzhao and his work, and he only felt that if he were Mu Chenyuan, he would devote all his spare time to work.

It's just that Song Mingzheng remembers that half of his 23-year-old energy was spent on love. For the child in front of him, he is also his love at this moment, and he is looking forward to it every day.

Most love is full of illusions.

It's just that it's so rare that it's full of traps like he gave Mu Chenyuan.

The young boy got up very early today.

Song Mingzheng didn't get up until five o'clock.On the other side of the city, Mu Chenyuan was no later than him.It's just different from his slightly depressed emotional insomnia, Mu Chenyuan is purely excited and can't sleep.What happened at night was just a small unpleasantness for a boy who fell in love for the first time. Mu Chenyuan didn't realize how serious it was that Song Mingzheng would fight with him. It was completely unacceptable among ordinary couples. Forgive the mistake.

He only remembered that Song Mingzheng was going to take him out to play today, which was their first official date.

According to Mu Chenyuan's understanding, they have actually been together for quite a while, and this is their first real date.

If he has parents, if he has close friends, or even if he can use social software such as Weibo to talk to fans who follow his comics, maybe he will know.

Such a relationship itself is very abnormal.The way he and Song Mingzheng get along is not like a couple at all, it is a kind of pathological ambiguity that cannot be explained clearly.

Of course no one would tell him, because he was just a disabled orphan with little money.

Sometimes the bright future you thought you were chasing was actually just a shadow cast by the wave of a god.

Halfway through the car, it began to rain lightly on the road.It wasn't too heavy, it was drizzle, and when the wind hit people's faces, it was actually quite comfortable.Song Mingzheng leaned his head to look at the passing scenery outside the window. The whole city seemed to be still asleep when he first went out. When he got near the neighborhood, there were already more people. The road was full of office workers in a hurry, like an all-encompassing evolution. Song Mingzheng found the process very interesting.Normally nobody would watch this, but he liked it.when he was by himself.I love passing the time like this.

Taking out his phone, he sent a message to the housekeeper.Tianyin, He Tingzhao's body must be very uncomfortable. He needs to massage him a few times more than usual, feed him more water, and pay more attention to the movement of his heart and whether he has a headache.

There was a lot of crackling, more than he would normally say directly.

The building where Mu Chenyuan lived was still slightly inward, so Song Mingzheng got out of the car and walked inside.He didn't have the habit of carrying an umbrella when he went out, but looking at him from a distance, a man in a wheelchair was paddling towards him with an umbrella.

It was a bit strenuous for Mu Chenyuan to circle the wheel with one hand, but fortunately, everything was easy when going downhill.He tidied himself up early in the morning, and Song Mingzheng could tell at a glance that he had dressed up a lot today.But whether it looks good or not is the same to him, it is not something that can attract attention.

He only sent a message to Mu Chenyuan when he was about to arrive, but Mu Chenyuan came out in a hurry, not even wearing shoes.Two noodle-slender legs hang down on the pedals, like two willows swaying on the side of the road.

"Brother! I knew you didn't have an umbrella." Pulling the wheelchair in front of Song Mingzheng, Mu Chenyuan chuckled, revealing two small and cute canine teeth, and the dimples on his face suddenly deepened a bit.

He raised his head and smiled at Song Mingzheng, and passed the umbrella in his hand as he spoke.

Only took an umbrella.

Song Mingzheng took the umbrella without saying a word, but held it silently above the handle, a place Mu Chenyuan hadn't touched.In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he really felt that it was unnecessary for Mu Chenyuan to come out this trip. He didn't even wear a pair of shoes. If he got sick, it would be more harm than good for him.But if he speaks out now, according to this little thing's personality, he might have to quarrel with him downstairs. There are many facts that don't need to be discussed too clearly, and the more they discuss, the more annoying they become.

The slender fingertips exerted a slight force, and the umbrella surface tilted halfway.

The boy next to him who was still chirping and expressing happiness seemed to be more excited. They entered the corridor together from the barrier-free slope, and only Mu Chenyuan's outer rim was half wet.

But the good times didn't last long, and Mu Chenyuan soon became unhappy.

His paralyzed body is here, more accurate than the weather forecast, every rainy day will definitely cause waist soreness and leg pain.In fact, he had a premonition last night. There was a convulsion, and there was no warning. There was a tearing sensation spreading across the back, especially the middle part, which was the division of his perception plane.During this period of time, he wanted to send Song Mingzheng text messages several times, but in the end he held back. One was that it was too late, and he was afraid that it would affect Song Mingzheng's rest.The second is that the two had a conflict just at night, and he was afraid that Song Mingzheng would think too much and think it was his kick.

There was also the most important reason. He was afraid that Song Mingzheng would cancel today's appointment and send him back to the hospital if he knew he was in pain.

Although there is nothing wrong with rehabilitation, the environment in the hospital is also good.But the time to see Song Mingzheng was never outside.

As a result, none of his wild thoughts came true, and it was less than 5 minutes after the two entered the room.Outside the window, there was sudden wind and rain, a thunderstorm, the original drizzle disappeared, and it rained heavily in an instant.Before Mu Chenyuan wiped the water off the wheelchair and put on his shoes, the sudden accident broke his original plan.

Song Mingzheng was left alone.He didn't really want to go out at first, it's even better now, although it's unrealistic to go home without Mu Chenyuan now, but two people in two rooms, without disturbing each other, he feels quite comfortable in this state.

"Brother", Mu Chenyuan twitched his mouth, his black and shiny eyes looked like a pitiful little animal, and the wheelchair turned around with a push of his hand, and stopped beside Song Mingzheng, "It's raining so hard, we can't go out Yes or no?"

"That's how it is." Song Mingzheng was playing with his mobile phone at the same position as last night, stretching out his long legs, as if his posture hadn't changed much.After hearing Mu Chenyuan's words, Song Mingzheng didn't even raise his eyelids, "We'll wait until the rain stops, and stay at home first."

"Then what if it doesn't stop today..." Mu Chenyuan was indeed a little sad. The enthusiasm he had when he went to pick up Song Mingzheng seemed to be gone. He lowered his head and looked at his feet on the pedals.A pair of severely deformed paralyzed feet were put together randomly, twisting each other, and Mu Chenyuan is not in the mood to take care of them right now, just let them intertwine like this, "I really want to hang out with you."

"Don't mention this matter today." Song Mingzheng pressed the phone screen, and finally looked up from the phone willingly, "If you are obedient, I will take you out tonight and give you a gift."

"You will like it, and you will never forget it."