Wordless Love [Rebirth]

I went to bed very late that night.

Zhao Lingyu didn't show the fatigue of traveling and traveling, so that someone directly ignored his situation and dragged him to the studio to try on the clothes he designed.

"Take a few steps and let me see."

He asked willfully.

Throughout the night, Zhao Lingyu spent almost all of his time adjusting his steps, adjusting the angle of displaying clothes, adjusting the expression on his face, and adjusting his posture and movements.

He is a natural clothes hanger, with slender legs and a perfect curve between his waist and shoulders. He is tall and facing the wind without making people feel thin.

Meng Chilang has seen countless models. During fittings and on the catwalk, those people walk more professionally than he does, and they can better understand what he said about how to show clothes to change their temperament and step out of the way. charm.

Not so Zhao Lingyu.

Even if the clothes he designed with his own hands have enough capital to impress people in the industry, no one can ignore Zhao Lingyu who is showing them when the clothes appear together with people.

In this regard, it can be said that Zhao Lingyu is not a qualified model.

But Meng Chilang was very satisfied. The clothes were originally designed for him, and they could perfectly form a three-dimensional and seamless combination with him. What else could he complain about!

But Zhao Lingyu worked hard to cater to his request. The person who originally had an expression that was not obvious even when facing him, now tried his best to put on a cool and beautiful expression in front of the mirror.

He watched at first, holding back his laughter from time to time, but later he couldn't help getting into the drama with his seriousness, and lost his mind several times watching him.Zhao Lingyu took the trouble to walk over and over again in the ten-meter-long corridor, without even a trace of impatience on his face.

It wasn't until Meng Chilang asked him to take off his clothes countless times to modify the details that he was finally let go.

It's past three o'clock in the morning. Time is like air. It has great significance to human beings, but it is always easy to be ignored.

Meng Chilang finally let him go, he planned to make the final sample of the suit, and he fully agreed to Zhao Lingyu's urging.

It's rare, picky, but he likes this set of clothes more and more, and it fits Zhao Lingyu more naturally.He didn't make too many revisions, and he finished it soon. He went to the house to take a shower, and then went to the kitchen to drink a glass of water before going to sleep.

Unexpectedly, when passing the living room, I was taken aback by a leather shoe exposed from the sofa.

The owner of the leather shoes is undoubtedly Zhao Lingyu.

Magazines neatly arranged on the table around the sofa also explained why he was there.

The fatigue finally revealed between his brows made Meng Chilang wonder why he didn't even fall asleep on his own sofa, and a sense of self-blame filled his heart, making him a little uncomfortable.

When you are tired, just say it, what can you do, it seems that he has made a mistake now.

Soon, Meng Chilang transferred part of his discomfort to Zhao Lingyu. He took a deep breath, stepped forward and patted Zhao Lingyu's face.

This man is tall and burly, sleeping on the sofa he specially made for himself is like being abused by himself.

Zhao Lingyu woke up quickly, looked at him for a while, did not get up from the sofa, but raised his hand to check the time.Another hour and a half had passed since he came out.

He frowned, opened his lips and said: Why don't you go to sleep.

After finishing speaking, it occurred to him that the person in front of him was not the Meng Chilang who had been forced to learn his own lip language by his own strong means, he raised his hand and was about to say it again, when Meng Chilang said, "You're still talking about me! Why don't you talk about yourself, go back to sleep quickly, I was going to sleep."

It seems that his lip language has not been forgotten during the time he left, Zhao Lingyu is relieved.

He sat up and reached out to pat Meng Chilang's head, but he didn't intend to leave.

Meng Chilang rolled his eyes, he knew what this man wanted to do.It's not the first time, this person doesn't know what he thinks, he has to watch him lie on the bed and cover him with a quilt, and give him the promise and action that he will sleep obediently, before he goes upstairs.

Is he a primary school student? !

Meng Chilang complained unhappily in his heart, but it never occurred to him that Zhao Lingyu had any position to interfere with him to this extent.The other party approached his subconsciously relaxed bottom line step by step, but it was because he subconsciously acquiesced in his behavior.

When Meng Chilang drank the water and lay back on the bed, Zhao Lingyu followed him into the room.

He was holding a thermos in his hand, and he knew it was filled with warm water without looking at it. If Meng Chilang woke up or woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to drink water, the lazy people he knew would not hum Hum turned around and fell asleep again!

Meng Chilang watched the action of the other party putting the thermos cup on the bedside cabinet, and the warmth in his heart could not be ignored.

He made a movement that his brain didn't even have time to think about, moved to the side, lifted the quilt and said, "Don't bother, anyway, the bed is big enough, so you can sleep here tonight."

Zhao Lingyu suddenly turned to look at him.

His pupils shrunk slightly, and his expression was surprised for a moment.But soon, he threw off the slippers as fast as he could, fearing that he would regret it, so he got into the quilt with incredible speed, pulled down the pillow, and lay down!

This series of actions is completed within a second!

Meng Chilang didn't even have a chance to speak back, he was dumbfounded.

Seeing Zhao Lingyu looking at him sideways, he quickly pulled his overly curved expression back to normal, and muttered, "How many days have you not slept?"

While speaking, he propped up the pillow with one hand, leaned over, his chest passed Zhao Lingyu's face, and reached out to turn off the lights in the room.

His body carried the fragrance after bathing, it smelled very good, it was a very light lavender fragrance.

Zhao Lingyu clenched his fists tightly, resisting the urge to hug him tightly, and greedily inhaled his scent deeply.

Meng Chilang didn't notice it. After turning off the lights, he looked at the curtains again to make sure that no light could come in. He lay down in satisfaction and pulled the quilt.

Thinking of something, he moved to the side again, touched a pillow at the head of the bed, and slowly began to adjust his breathing.

Meng Chilang has almost no experience of sharing a bed with others. Before he was sensible, his cruel father kicked him out of the master bedroom early and slept in a bed by himself.

With one more person beside him, he couldn't fall asleep in a short time, which was somewhat awkward.

But since he opened the mouth, he can only endure it by himself.

The room was very quiet, and even the remaining light from the lamp finally faded away, falling into complete darkness.

Zhao Lingyu next to him didn't move at all, and Meng Chilang, who wanted to turn over, couldn't help but settle down.But it didn't feel good, he thought that he could sleep on the sofa by himself, he would not be able to sleep tonight if he was hanging like this.But if he wanted to get up and turn on the light, he had to think about how to explain it to Zhao Lingyu so that the other party would not feel that he was going back on his word or had a prejudice against him. Most importantly, he didn't have the confidence that he could sleep better on the sofa than on the bed.

He is quite self-aware about his sleeping appearance, but he doesn't want to hurt himself in the middle of the night.

He was so stuffy that he coughed lightly, and he had nothing to say: "Then what... is the temperature okay? Should I raise it a bit? It seems that the temperature drop is quite large at night."

Zhao Lingyu still had no sound.

Meng Chilang turned over and listened to his breathing for a while before he was sure that this person was asleep!

... A classic national curse flashed in his heart, Meng Chilang gritted his teeth, he is a pig!

Meng Chilang turned over several times depressedly, feeling that it also made the sleeping person uncomfortable, so he finally regained his balance.

Zhao Lingyu thought that he would lose sleep in the long-lost co-sleep, but in fact, his consciousness began to blur almost after the lights were turned off.

I don't know if the scent of lavender really has a sleep-promoting effect, or his rare sense of security and relaxation that reaches full value makes him quickly captured by sleep.

No one knew that Zhao Lingyu hadn't had a good night's sleep since his rebirth.

In the beginning, he often woke up from nightmares.

He didn't find Meng Chilang immediately because he noticed that his mental state was not stable.In his sleep, every quarrel and Meng Chilang's anger would end with him lying motionless on the car seat dripping with blood.

That was so torturous that Zhao Lingyu was hardly insane.

He is in pain.

The more this happened, the more he longed to see Meng Chilang, the more he dared not.

He needs time to reflect, and even more time to think about the future, a future where he can fall in love with Meng Chilang and grow old together.

Thanks to his strong willpower, even in this state, he never thought of relying on external things such as drugs to help him sleep or control his mental state.

After reuniting with Meng Chilang, the situation gradually improved as we got closer to him step by step safely.Those fears are gradually receding outside the boundary line, but there are also some reasons that prevent him from sleeping peacefully.

Worrying about whether the current situation will change, worrying about whether the restless and disobedient person will take good care of himself, whether he will repeat his old tricks, and stay up all night without sleeping or eating or drinking without telling himself.

These factors that interfered with him were extremely peaceful this night.

After sleeping for a full five hours, when Zhao Lingyu woke up, he couldn't remember where he was for a moment.

His chest felt suffocated due to the pressure. With a slight movement, his body finally came to his senses slowly.The first thing he felt was the numbness of his legs climbing up, and then the person who fell asleep lying on his chest.

His weight was almost on his own, his own arms were around his waist, and his chest was numb from the prolonged pressure.

His heart skipped a beat.

He didn't dare to move anymore, he just lowered his head as hard as he could, wanting to see the person in his arms.

The three layers of thick curtains still had stubborn sunlight squeezed in. After Zhao Lingyu's eyes adapted to the darkness, their existence became very clear. He could see the top of Meng Chilang's hair.

He suppressed his own laughter, not wanting to disturb the sweet scene at this moment.

I don't know if I unconsciously hugged him back into my arms when I fell asleep, or if this person who was restless in his sleeping position took the initiative to get into my arms.

At this moment, he had one leg straddling his waist, two-thirds of his body was on his body, one hand was holding onto his pillow, and the other was across his chest.

He didn't sleep well. Although he never admitted it, Zhao Lingyu had a more authoritative say on it than he did.

There are traces of what kind of character a person has in his bones, and his sleeping position.Just like him, no matter how gentlemanly and elegant he is when he is awake, in fact, he is the most authentic when he is most relaxed. He is very sloppy, self-willed, domineering, selfish, and untactful. He also hates restraint and loves freedom.

The long-standing emptiness in my heart was filled by the person who occupied my arms.

He raised his other numb hand, the discomfort did not attract his attention, and his hand slowly stroked the face of the sleeping person.

Once upon a time, he often repeated such actions after he fell asleep.

Because of his sleeping habits, thick curtains were drawn in Zhao Lingyu's bedroom, even if it was high in the sun, no light could penetrate.

It's always like this, maybe what he needs is only [-] points, but he will work hard to achieve [-] points in his own way!

His nature destined him to be a person who can only do things but is not good at saying these things, and he didn't expect Meng Chilang, who refused his aggression, to find out these things on his own initiative.

In the dark, when the eyes are useless, he uses his sense of touch to feel that this person belongs to him at that moment in the narrow space where only the two of them are left.

His fingers were familiar with every part of Meng Chilang, and those tactile memories touched his brows and eyes at this moment after rebirth, and were engraved on his fingertips like fingerprints.

Slightly different from the memory, his outline is not as sharp-edged as it was then, with a touch of softness, but his facial features have completely grown into what he looked like later, and every angle is the same person he has portrayed countless times Appearance.

Repeating such actions, Zhao Lingyu can feel the real sense of happiness in his heart, which is completely different from the state of depression, pain or patience.

Mengmeng...

He silently called out to him, the next sentence, in the previous life, when he closed his eyes and turned his back to him, he said it so naturally, but he never said it out of his heart countless times.

marry me.

No one responded to him, but Zhao Lingyu slowly bent his eyes.

When Meng Chilang woke up, it was already afternoon.

He is still in Zhao Lingyu's arms.

He let go of Zhao Lingyu, sat up, looked at him, and found the long pillow he usually used to hug under the ground and at the foot of the bed, and understood the whole story.

He patted Zhao Lingyu and said, "Thank you."

Then he got up and stretched his waist and asked, "What time is it?"

embarrassment?

How can it be!

Isn't it just a pillow that has been used all night, who is embarrassed!

When he came back from washing and saw Zhao Lingyu still lying on the bed, he simply picked up the pillow that was kicked off the ground by him at some point, and threw it on Zhao Lingyu: "Get up quickly."

So under the indifference of someone, Zhao Lingyu silently got up while supporting his body, which was so numb and sore that it was separated from the brain center and gravity.