private romance

He was talking very seriously, saying everything he had and everything he was willing to give to Song Mingzheng.

In fact, there is no need to make a vow. Few people take it seriously in this day and age, let alone between two men.Song Mingzheng didn't like to listen very much. To him, whatever Mu Chenyuan said was meaningless. His purpose was very clear, and he never changed from the beginning to the end, or even had any compassion.

Most of the communication between them was just a scene that Song Mingzheng had rehearsed in his heart, or he really didn't want to chat with Mu Chenyuan about the previous topic, so he bluntly conveyed his own beginning.

There are quite a few people who are obsessed with his face. Those young masters and ladies who are pampered in the boudoir especially love to tell him these childish and boring promises, as if Song Mingzheng really cares about those things.But the way Mu Chenyuan spoke made him feel a little more interesting, and he didn't know if it was because he really wanted something.

But this point of interest is not enough to offset his true inner thoughts. Song Mingzheng actually has only one way to deal with his emotions, patience, and it is difficult for him to face his inner dilemma.It was as if right now, he would rather spend time with Mu Chenyuan here than think about how to face He Tingzhao.

In fact, people are awake, Song Mingzheng knew that he should have gone long ago.

but.

Forget it, wait a little longer, Xiao Zhao, you have to wait for my cowardice.

"good very good."

Song Mingzheng looked at the boy in front of him. Mu Chenyuan could no longer be called a boy, but the youthful spirit in him was pure and natural, and he was really easy to deceive. Most of the preparations he had made were completely useless. So much so that Song Mingzheng often had the illusion that he was still young.

It's just that he doesn't like children all the time, and it's difficult to communicate, just like the two of them, their thinking is basically not on the same channel.

"Where is your hometown?"

Song Mingzheng didn't follow his words, and sat down at the end of the sofa again, and quietly opened the distance between them.Mu Chenyuan was a little disappointed that he didn't answer.When ordinary lovers say these things, they don't talk about life and death, how can there be a promise that you will come and go!Humph, I don't understand the style, really.

He involuntarily clenched the rim, this titanium alloy wheelchair was given to him by Song Mingzheng, it was very light.He didn't care much about this before, as long as the wheelchair is resistant to falling, he bought it himself later, and felt that it was much easier to use.The one Song Mingzheng gave him was even better. Although he didn't know much about those specific things, he could only understand it after pushing the wheelchair all the year round, and he wouldn't feel sore shoulders.Before being hospitalized, Mu Chenyuan hadn't used this one much. It feels like a luxury on the one hand, but on the other hand, he really cherishes it.

Many times he was very angry with Song Mingzheng, or he felt wronged, but with these gifts from him around him, Mu Chenyuan would soon forget the unhappiness just now.It doesn't mean that he cares about these things, but when he feels cared about by others, he will understand that those likes and loves exist personally, and his tolerance can be improved.

Mu Chenyuan pursed his lips, and he covered most of his shiny little canine teeth under his lips. He turned half his body and turned himself to the side of the sofa. Only then did he have the time to lift up his twisted legs and feet, and his two soft numb legs Rod's slender legs were weak and boneless, and he easily grabbed them and threw them directly on the sofa to raise them up to promote blood circulation at the ends.

The swelling of the disused deformed foot that was still spreading just now has stopped, and it has almost doubled the size of the other loose foot without knowing it, and the somewhat blackened instep is drooping weakly.A row of toes were almost squeezed so that the original shape could not be seen clearly, and the entire toe was retracted inward, which looked very serious.Mu Chenyuan only glanced at them when he put them on. He didn't feel it, and the injuries he suffered in the past were much more serious than this, so he really didn't think it was such an important matter.

"In City J, it's far away."

Holding on to the armrests to lift his upper body, Mu Chenyuan answered Song Mingzheng's words while decompressing himself, "It takes more than a day and a night to travel by car. I went back two years ago to see my grandma took the car back. It still took so long, not much faster than before. "

"Row."

Song Mingzheng responded, he had read Mu Chenyuan's information a long time ago, and knew where he came from.Originally, this question was purely superfluous, but it seemed natural to have to say it, "I will send money to your grandma in three months."

"Hey? What are you doing? Why are you sending money to her?" Mu Chenyuan was stunned for a moment, completely unable to react, and he didn't know why Song Mingzheng said that "I sent money to her, and the family still has money." To a point, she usually doesn’t spend much money, and what she grows is enough to eat.”

"Before you said that something happened at home, it must have cost money." Mu Chenyuan was very considerate. Although he didn't know why Song Mingzheng wanted to send money to his family, he just felt that it was a sign that the other party cared about him. I have to be sensible, so I subconsciously refused, "I really can't waste it like this. I send money to my grandma every year. If you can save it, you can save it."

Song Mingzheng lifted his eyelids, pursed his lips and raised them slightly, smiling meaningfully, and didn't bother to answer the conversation.

Mu Chenyuan's attention was easily diverted, and he quickly shifted from Song Mingzheng's hand to other places.Song Mingzheng is already familiar with this now, and most of it is regarded as a trick to fool children, as long as he keeps asking less and less, so as not to bother himself.

Time passed fairly quickly, and the night was already deep between the words in twos and threes.

Song Mingzheng was just downstairs where He Tingzhao was hospitalized, and once again escaped the reality he didn't want to face.

At eleven thirty, Song Mingzheng was still in Mu Chenyuan's ward. He was still hesitating and fearful, not knowing whether the next step was to go upstairs or go back to the West City.The boy was already sleepy, because he became energetic here. Song Mingzheng didn't have much to say, but it seemed that he could sit with him like this, and Mu Chenyuan could chat with him all the time. night.

No.30 one point, a text message popped up on the screen, only one line of words.

"A Zheng, if you don't come, I will go down to find you."

Mu Chenyuan didn't know what happened, it seemed that it was only for a moment, he was just distracted, and when he looked back, Song Mingzheng's face had become extremely ugly.His coat was still hanging beside the sofa, and it seemed that he had no intention of picking it up.Immediately afterwards, he stood up and walked out without saying a word, as if he didn't even bother to say hello.

"Hey? Brother!" Mu Chenyuan hurriedly pushed the wheelchair out, and he shouted nervously from behind, "What's the matter with you? Are you going to the bathroom?"

"Go back and stay!"

Song Mingzheng turned his head around, his expression could almost be described as ferocious.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-0223:13:01￣2020-12-0401:01:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦￣感谢投出地雷的小天使：思雨1个；

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of half sugar;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!