private romance

It was only now that Mu Chenyuan discovered that a person's emotions can be so easily incited.

It shouldn't have been like this, especially when, like now, you know how much your cards are in your hand, and at the same time you can't see your opponent clearly.

But he can't be like an emotionless machine, controlling all emotions just right. If this can be done, he won't give Song Mingzheng his affection easily at all, and today's ending may be better than the current one many.

"You're not dead yet?" Mu Chenyuan felt his molars clenched, obviously he had just learned all the information about him before, and he knew that the other party had such an arrogant background.But at this moment, he still couldn't restrain his anger, and his hatred for Song Mingzheng was no greater than that for He Tingzhao.

If not for him.

Without him, maybe they could really meet on a sunny afternoon, he would really have a relationship from Song Mingzheng, he would kiss in the arms of his lover, and he would be full of kindness to the world.Mu Chenyuan really didn't understand, how could someone really show no apology to the victim who did something wrong, and tell himself like an elder, that you were disobedient?

People like you, because you are born rich, like to play with the fate of others, so you will feel that other people's fate is not fate.Even if I am as humble as an ant, I will definitely break off two teeth from your mouths!

"Call me, isn't your boyfriend here?" Mu Chenyuan tried his best to slow down his voice, for fear of being panicked by He Tingzhao, "He doesn't care about your life?"

There was a slight pause on the other side of the microphone, and Mu Chenyuan heard a soft sneer, his words were so gentle that it seemed that his words would not cause any disturbance at all, "What's wrong with you, kid? Do you really want to piss me off? You He's not a bad boy." He was very gentle, like the calm that can only settle down after Qianfan has done his best.Mu Chenyuan only felt that the other party was mocking him, but he couldn't explain why.When facing Song Mingzheng, I just feel that the other party is always like a piece of ice. I don't know how it was made in my heart, and I don't eat hard or soft.

But He Tingzhao is like a cocoon, soft and hard, still airtight.

"But your little fans are quite powerful."

He laughed softly on the phone, accompanied by heavy panting, as if he had become much weaker after not seeing him for a few days.Across the phone, Mu Chenyuan seemed to feel a kind of physical and mental exhaustion, and he didn't know what he was working on. "The calls were all made to my parents, and they made me talk about it."

"Are you showing off to me?" Mu Chenyuan tried his best to maintain his calm, so as to gain some points in front of He Tingzhao. "I find you really boring, or is it because you are dying?" , That's why you do what you want? I warn you, I have already called the police, and the police are in contact with me at any time, you will not go unpunished. Let Song Mingzheng go to prison to repent! Excuse him for a few years."

"I'm not showing off." Although the physical feeling was worse than before, He Tingzhao sounded in a good mood.At least the voice sounded much happier than the last time they met face to face. Mu Chenyuan didn't know if it was because of the bonus of being across the phone, or because Song Mingzheng had been by his side all this time. Moisturizing makes people happy.It's just that no matter which one he can't think about, he has fallen into a spiritual circle, he can't see He Tingzhao having the slightest happiness, jealousy will make people go crazy, "I know you called the police, your little fan It forced the police to speed up, and actually dared to move on his head... Alas, kid."

"Originally, I was a little angry. Because you made him not sleep well these days, and he has to deal with business matters. I think he can have a good rest."

"But forget it, thinking about it, I can't blame you... Ah Zheng was too reckless in the first place, I'm sorry."

He said an apology lightly, which was especially harsh to Mu Chenyuan's ears. It seemed that he said it for Song Mingzheng's sake, and it had nothing to do with He Tingzhao himself.

"Ah Zheng is not very happy...I can't persuade you now." He said in a weak voice, as if he was struggling to say every word.Mu Chenyuan listened to each word, and suddenly realized that his fingers became very painful. It turned out that he even changed the posture of holding the phone without knowing it, and exerted a lot of force on his fingers.He waited for He Tingzhao to finish this passage, and wanted to hear what tricks he could come up with, and then saved the recording as new evidence. What's the big deal. I'll ask someone to give you a key. It's in L city, cough...it's the provincial capital of your home? There's a suite in it, you take your family to live there first. "

"It's my house, cough cough... so no one will dare to disturb you. You can keep this number, cough... If you need anything, you can contact me. Usually only the nurse on duty around me will read it, but The nurse will tell me about it."

"Finished?" The tiger's teeth were embedded in his lips, causing Mu Chenyuan to suddenly feel pain.Wisps of blood fell into his lips, although not much, but the taste was strong "Listen well, I don't care who you are, and I don't know if you are the identity mentioned on the Internet, but what Song Mingzheng did to me Everything, I will never forgive him, and I will never forgive him! I really don't know what kind of person can come up with such a vicious method, and I don't know why I am so unlucky that I have the same problem as you Gene, it makes me sick to think about it."

"I will not accept any of your proposals. In addition, I also told the police about your monitoring of me. If you want me to forgive you, there is only one way, that is, you go to jail together, or you go to death directly .”

I don't know when, Mu Chenyuan has become insensitive to the word death.

This is anger at my inability to send all those who hurt me to hell together.

This world used to treat Mu Chenyuan with thousands of injustices, but he never complained about himself, nor did he complain about any fate bestowed by life or hate others.In fairy tales, kindness always brings good luck, and the protagonist will get better rewards after going through hardships.But I don't know why, even today, fate is still unwilling to let him go, and instead brought him such a disaster.The only love he once longed for has become a sharp weapon to hurt him. He wants to make a wedding dress for others and use his own life.

"Song Mingzheng has said many times before that he likes my heart very much. It turns out that this sentence is true. He has never lied to me. I didn't know what it meant before, but now I understand. But I don't think it's too late, because Things have not yet reached the final result, I am still alive, but you must die before me."

"Even if I commit suicide, I won't give you a transplant. If Song Mingzheng is listening, you can tell him that he will never get my heart! The heart he really likes is in my hands!"

With the last few words, Mu Chenyuan almost roared angrily.He has completely lost control of his emotions and has fallen into his own logical thinking.Tears fell down big and big, the tears were turbulent but the will was firm.

"So excited? I didn't quarrel with you."

He Tingzhao hardly responded to his words, and it seemed that he couldn't arouse any emotions in him.The words were very indifferent, as if he had heard the threat of a child who would not buy toys, "I didn't say I wanted it, your heart." He smiled softly, "It's better to put it in your own body. I Very exclusive, don't like to use other people's things."

"I'm so tired, I won't talk too much." With obvious fatigue, He Tingzhao lowered his voice a little, "Go to bed early, the car that picks you up will arrive early tomorrow."

"By the way, I want to correct a little bit." The voice was gentle, "It's also showing off."

"Ah Zheng is not a boyfriend, we are already married."

"He is my husband."

The author has something to say: In view of He Tingzhao's physical condition, the decoration of this building complex in Xicheng Bieyuan can be summed up in only two words: simple.

In He Tingzhao's own opinion, Xicheng can even be described as crude.This was not the case when he was in Dongcheng. His parents especially liked the Western classical style, so the whole house was built for the purpose of being graceful and luxurious. He Tingzhao was impressed by what he heard and saw, and he actually preferred this kind of appearance as his own home.

It's just that if you tell Song Mingzheng these words, it will be particularly ignorant.He Tingzhao wouldn't be in a hurry to find something unhappy, he just hoped that Song Mingzheng would not be taken into account when he was sent, and that he could have a comfortable living space that belonged to him.

Therefore, whenever there is a festival, it is considered a good time. This year is just in time for New Year's Day, and the change of old and new is also considered important.

There are also Halloween, Christmas, or those festivals that also require preparations for many complicated etiquettes. For He Tingzhao, they are all opportunities to naturally improve Song Mingzheng's mood.

He will always support Song Mingzheng for the holidays.I can decorate the home to make it more or less warm, like a home belonging to the two of them, and a real love nest belonging to them.It is not just a place to live, or a convenient space adapted to the life of his severely disabled.

He Tingzhao has been in poor health for the past two years, and there are fewer and fewer opportunities for He Tingzhao to wake up in a particularly energetic state, so the whole family only wants to make him happy, and save Song Mingzheng from losing his temper.Song Mingzheng himself acquiesced in this matter, following He Tingzhao's temperament, thinking of any festival, and giving it to him with great fanfare.

The West City is unusually bustling. The houses are all decorated in advance and are very colorful. It looks very atmospheric. It's hard to imagine that this mansion is so quiet that you can even hear a needle drop on weekdays.

He Tingzhao woke up early in the morning amidst the room full of red.Of course he is in a good mood, but the physical trouble will not give him a holiday.Waking up early in the morning, the value of blood pressure measurement was very low, and he was indeed dazzled by turning half of his body slightly.

"Where's Song Mingzheng?" He Tingzhao leaned against the head of the bed, barely opened his mouth and asked the nurse who was massaging his swollen legs and feet, "Call me back and say I'm dizzy."

"Oh, the third master must be busy preparing gifts for you." The little girl smiled happily, and dared to joke with He Tingzhao, "I saw it yesterday, and the things are being transported to the warehouse by trucks. Know how many houses you'll receive this year or how many auction blockbusters you'll get."

"You think highly of your third master too." He Tingzhao smiled, and after being fed a few sips of tea to clean his mouth and skillfully massaged, his mind finally became a little clearer.The head of the bed slowly rose, and the heart gradually regained its calm in the strong and secret beating, "Where did he get the money?" It was a joke, but there was a little pride in the lazy words.Song Mingzheng is a person who has no hobbies, let alone consumption.Not long after they got together, Song Mingzheng gave him the black card he brought back from France, and asked him if he needed it.But it was almost rare, at least He Tingzhao didn't remember Song Mingzheng asking him for money.Naturally, the conditions at that time were not as good as they are now, but for young people who are still studying, it seems to be a jaw-dropping huge sum of money.Song Mingzheng seemed to be ignorant, and voluntarily handed over all his wealth to his lover who was similar to his age. This habit has continued to this day. He Tingzhao consciously took charge of all the money in the family, and Song Mingzheng's business needs. There is a separate account, but He Tingzhao will still prepare emergency backup for him in advance.Song Mingzheng was naturally not penniless, things like gifts could only be regarded as scattered items for them, and they didn't need to be counted as family expenses separately.He Tingzhao took care of everything very well, he can be regarded as a very qualified wife helper.

This kind of treatment is actually quite rare for couples of their origin, and few people really treat same-sex couples as an equal partner.

But if you have to say it, Song Mingzheng's love for He Tingzhao is too much out of the ordinary, not bad for one or two.

Breakfast was still the usual porridge. Song Mingzheng was not there, so the nurse secretly added some flavor to him, which was quietly approved by Young Master He.In the new year and the new day, there must always be some good luck that was not there in the past.

Before Song Mingzheng came back, the nurse lifted up his limp limbs as instructed, and carefully carried He Tingzhao onto the wheelchair.In fact, he was still dizzy and uncomfortable, but he just took advantage of this opportunity to hurry up and do his own thing.

I also have a present for you.

Song Mingzheng is actually quite a ritualistic person.

Falling in love is the only important thing in his life, so he is willing to spend a lot of thought on it.Most of the presents are what he likes at a glance, but he always wants to give all the good ones to his lover, so it often takes a long time to prepare in advance before he can select the last one that he thinks is suitable.

Those truckloads of warehouses are all alternatives.

When I was ready, I went back to the room, and happened to meet He Tingzhao's wheelchair coming out of the room, and the two of them bumped into each other.

"Don't you know it's cold? Wear some socks." It's a holiday, but there is no need to deliberately dress up.He Tingzhao was slanted in the wheelchair. He was not in good condition when he first got up. His body was loose and a few restraint belts were pasted with Velcro, which stretched out his small belly, and he was leaning against the headrest very sickly.The hands are arranged and placed on the thighs, and the obvious curling can be seen.The edema of the lower extremities has not completely subsided, only the nightgown is on, and a pair of useless legs slanted beside the cushion are hanging on the soft pillow above the footrest. It really doesn't look good.Song Mingzheng was used to seeing it, and felt that his legs were cold like this, and he immediately began to feel distressed.The nurse went to get a few pairs of socks, Song Mingzheng just picked up a pair, and knelt down on the spot for He Tingzhao to wear.Carefully hold the drooping and indented soles of your lover, and slowly put the cotton socks on him. "What should I do if I'm sick?"

"Oh, I'm waiting for you to wear it for me." He Tingzhao's eyes drooped as he knelt down, and he shook his head slightly, "You seem to want you to do everything for me when you're at home."

Before Song Mingzheng raised his head, the roots of his ears were already red up to his neck.

"Too good at flirting." Putting He Tingzhao's feet on the pedals again, Song Mingzheng stood up and hugged him, helped him readjust his sitting posture on the wheelchair, and whispered "Xiao Zhao, You foul."

"Hoo~"

He Tingzhao didn't say anything, he blew on Song Mingzheng's earlobe, and quickly licked the tip of his ear.

The dizzy person immediately changed to another one.

It's just that Chunxiao is not something that can't be done at this moment, now, Song Mingzheng has always maintained reason.

He glanced over lightly, and quickly lowered his head to peck He Tingzhao's face, "Wait for me in the attic, I'll go to the bathroom..."

He Tingzhao pursed his lips and smiled at him, but he didn't force him to go back to his room.Some things just go with the flow, you don't have to follow his wish.

Although on the first day of the new year, he really didn't want Song Mingzheng to have to endure these things about his body, once in a while, it was actually bearable.

The attic of the main house is very dark, no lights are turned on, and generally few people will come here.But in fact, the environment is good. A few years ago, Song Mingzheng designed and redecorated it by himself, and would make some new tricks by himself from time to time, so he liked to bring He Tingzhao on dates.

I don't know what surprise this year made his heart flutter.

The nurse walked He Tingzhao to the door and stepped back. He bit the joystick next to his cheek and slowly drove the wheelchair in.He called softly, but the sensor light didn't turn on as he expected.

But there are other shines.

The huge projection screen lights up, shining in the dark night.

The disabled young man curled up in the wheelchair only stopped a little bit from the door. In fact, he could go in. It was not because he was afraid of falling in the dark. He knew that his lover would not let him get hurt.

Just forgotten by surprise.

His eyesight is declining, but he can still have a clear view of the surrounding scenery.

It's just that the picture quality is a little blurry.

A young boy's shadow appeared on the projection screen. He Tingzhao still fell for this skin at this moment, just like the astonishment he had when he saw it for the first time 13 years ago.

"Baby." The person on the screen spoke, the picture quality was not clear after being zoomed in, but he could still see that he was a little cramped "If you could see this, it's almost now, I like your No. 15 years. "

"But do the math, in fact we haven't been together for so long, but, but." He was a little flustered, obviously he didn't have a good draft, "I don't know if you will be surprised when I tell you now, because I, I don't You can talk too much, so you should only know now."

"I secretly fell in love with you. When you were studying, I lived in the house of my dad's subordinates, which is the Linglong Garden opposite. I liked you at that time, so now I have liked you for four years, not because you ran away suddenly When you come to West City."

"I don't know if you think it's stupid to record this, but I don't know if I'll be dead after more than ten years. But I really like you..." The teenager in the video was a little embarrassed, and the roots of his ears began to twitch. flushed.In fact, at that time, Song Mingzheng had already grown some sharp eyebrows and eyes, faintly having the appearance he has today.He Tingzhao quietly listened to this confession that traveled through time and space, but only felt that the appearance of his loved one was always the same, always gentle, "If you can see this video one day."

"Then Song Mingzheng has been loving you for half of his life so far."

"Song Mingzheng has been loving you for half of his life so far."

A deep male voice sounded from behind him, traveled through time and space, and landed peacefully beside him.

Even if the body is unconscious, the soul can always feel the warmth and the love he gives by his side.

"Look, it's done."