After marrying a crush

In the early morning of the next day, Meng Ying thought that Lianjun was going to work, so she got up early in the morning and prepared a hearty breakfast - steamed buns, corn dumplings, chicken feet, rice rolls, millet porridge...

But he sat on the sofa in the living room and yawned several times, but Lianjun hadn't come down yet. He thought to himself, did Lianjun forget to set the alarm clock?

Thinking of this, he quickly stood up, walked slowly to the third floor, then came to the door of the master bedroom, and knocked hard on the door——Although he was so angry that he had already finished a table of breakfast Yes, but his urge to wake up has not dissipated, so his mind is still muddy, a little confused.

After a while, before Lord Lian opened the door, he became anxious and shouted loudly: "My surname is Lian! Get up! You're going to be late for school!"

"It's so early in the morning, what are you doing?"

Lian Jun's voice suddenly sounded behind him, he was startled, turned around and saw Lian Jun was wiping his sweat while looking at him inexplicably.

He said a little confusedly: "Huh? So you're up? I thought you weren't awake yet."

Lianjun sneered, and suddenly stretched out his hand to rub his somewhat messy hair, and said with a smile: "I didn't wake up? I think you didn't wake up, did you? I graduated a long time ago, and I have to go to school. you?"

He blinked his eyes in a daze, then yawned, and said, "You have the nerve to say, if it wasn't for making breakfast for you, I wouldn't have woken up so early."

"I'm not going to work this week, you can get up later."

Saying that, Lianjun pushed open the door and was about to go back to his room, he nodded, then followed Lianjun in a daze and wanted to go in together.

Lianjun immediately turned around and blocked him from the door, and said with a smile, "What? Little Tail, are you really still awake, or are you trying to take advantage of me? You want to sleep back in your own room, Don't come into my room."

He watched Lianjun scratch his head, then yawned again, then shook his head again, then turned and walked down the stairs.Lianjun shook his head helplessly, then went back to his room, changed his clothes, and soon came to the dining room.

Lian Jun glanced at the breakfast on the table, then at Meng Ying who was eating with gusto, and said helplessly, "Apart from eating, do you have no other hobbies?"

"Huh? What?" Meng Ying asked vaguely, chewing on the dumplings.

Lianjun supported his forehead, shook his head and said: "It's nothing, 'Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep', you can continue to eat."

He nodded obediently, and concentrated on eating the breakfast he had worked so hard to cook.At this time, the dining table was very quiet, and outside the window, birdsong could be faintly heard. For some reason, Lian Jun suddenly felt that this situation had a taste of "home".

At this moment, the cell phone rang suddenly, and Lian Jun looked at the cell phone on the table, it was actually Lian Mingfei's call.Lianjun put down the bowl and chopsticks, and picked up the phone.

Lianjun and Lian Mingfei chatted for a few words before hanging up the phone, and then looked at Meng Ying who was enjoying his meal with complicated eyes. Meng Ying noticed Lianjun's gaze, raised her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lian Jun looked at him and said with a serious expression: "I have some bad news for you."

Seeing that Lian Jun didn't seem to be joking, his heart suddenly "thumped", Lian Jun didn't beat around the bush, and said directly: "Your adoptive father has passed away."

With a "clang", the spoon in his hand fell on the dining table, and a sense of dizziness like dizziness hit him.

Lian Jun looked at him who seemed to have lost his soul suddenly, and asked: "Are... are you okay?"

After a while, he realized that Lian Jun was asking him, and he nodded blankly.Lianjun sighed silently, and said: "My condolences, I will take you to the hospital later." He nodded again blankly.

After breakfast, both of them changed their clothes, and he followed Lianjun to the hospital in a daze.Then, with the help of Lian's family members, Meng Shaohui's funeral was arranged in a daze.

For the next few days, he was sleepy, except for mechanically cooking three meals a day for Lian Jun, he stayed alone in the side sleeper for the rest of the time.

He didn't know what he wanted to do, he just sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window in a daze.

Although Meng Shaohui was not his biological father, he always felt that if Meng Shaohui hadn't adopted him back then, there would be no Meng Ying in this world today.Therefore, in his mind, Meng Shaohui was his biological father.However, this person who really loves him, now leaves as soon as he said he would, so he will really be an unloved person in the future, right?

Thinking of this, his nose was sour, and a tear slowly slid down his cheek, dripping gently on the carpet.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, followed by Lian Jun's voice, "Little Tail, are you awake?"

He quickly wiped away the tears on his face, then stood up and walked over to open the door. He smiled at Lianjun and asked, "What's the matter? Are you hungry? Let me cook some noodles for you?"

Lianjun looked at the tears on his face and said with a smile: "You think I'm you? You only know how to eat all day long? Change your clothes, I'll take you somewhere."

"Go...where are you going?" Actually, he doesn't want to go out now, he just wants to stay in the room quietly, lost in thought.

"You'll know when you go." As he said, Lian Jun raised his hand and brushed his somewhat messy hair.

Facing the suddenly gentle Lianjun, he nodded in a strange way, and then ran to the wardrobe to find a set of clothes and changed without closing the door.Seeing this, Lianjun frowned, and immediately closed the door.

A few hours later, Lian Jun took him to a maple forest, and then parked his car in front of a quaint villa.He followed Lianjun out of the car, then entered the villa, and came to the top floor of the villa.

Standing on the rooftop, looking at the orange maple leaves all over the mountains and plains, he suddenly felt as if he had passed away.At this time, a burst of piano sound suddenly sounded behind him, and that melody was exactly the song "Stars Far Away from the Maple Forest" that he had heard all those years ago.

He turned around, and saw Lianjun playing his favorite piece of music with his eyes closed, holding the violin.

In this situation, he couldn't help but murmured: "Brother Fenglin..." He thought to himself, did Lord Lian remember the past?

Thinking of this, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and slowly walked towards Lianjun.Just when he was one step away from Lianjun, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Lianjun opened his eyes, and then saw him looking at him affectionately.

Lianjun smiled, put the violin on the sofa beside him, raised his hand and rubbed his hair, and said with a smile, "Are you feeling better? Are you going to be moved to tears?"

Hearing this, he was taken aback for a moment, and felt a sense of loss in his heart—so, didn't Lianjun play this song for himself because he remembered that past event?

Lianjun looked at his suddenly froze facial expression, and said displeasedly: "Why do you have such an expression of bitterness and hatred? The song I play is terrible?"

He quickly shook his head and said, "It sounds good, it sounds good, I just didn't realize it for a while, why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

Lianjun raised his eyebrows and asked, "I usually treat you badly?"

He shook his head again, "It's not too bad, but I didn't expect that you would come here to comfort me."

Lian Jun argued: "I'm not trying to comfort you, I just don't want to stay under the same roof with a plague god."

In fact, Lianjun didn't know what was wrong with him. He remembered that the reason why he didn't divorce Meng Ying was to treat Meng Ying like a punching bag.

However, in his daily relationship with Meng Ying, I don't know if it's because Meng Ying is always Gu Junying's younger brother, or because Meng Ying has the same face as Gu Junying, whenever he wants to torture Meng Ying severely, he Will be a little unbearable.

And recently, when he saw Meng Ying's pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but feel distressed. After hesitating for a while, he brought Meng Ying here—he specially prepared it for himself and Gu Junying. Because he planned to give Gu Junying a surprise, Gu Junying didn't know about this place, nor had he ever been here.

The strange thing is that now he doesn't regret bringing Meng Ying here, it feels like, all of this was actually prepared for Meng Ying.He thought to himself, is it because Xiaoying has been away for too long, and Meng Ying looks almost exactly the same as Xiaoying, so he has subconsciously regarded Mengying as Xiaoying?

"Why don't you speak?" Meng Ying looked at Lianjun who was in a daze and asked, "Could it be that you are in meditation?"

As she said that, Meng Ying raised her hands and waved them in front of Lianjun, and Lianjun came back to her senses, then naturally grabbed his hands and asked, "What's wrong?"

For some reason, even though the two of them had done more intimate things, at this moment, when he saw that Lianjun held his hands so naturally, he still couldn't help but blush and his heart beat.

Lianjun looked at his blush cheeks, frowned and said: "What's wrong? Could it be a fever?" After speaking, Lianjun raised his hand and touched his forehead again.

Facing Lianjun's continuous gentleness, he felt that he could not bear it any longer, he immediately pulled his hand back, and then slapped away the hand that Lianjun put on his forehead.

He lowered his head, looked at the floor and said, "You just have a fever. I asked you something just now, but you didn't answer me."

For some reason, seeing his shy look, Lian Jun couldn't help but want to tease him, so Lian Jun raised his chin and asked with a smile: "What are you talking about?"

He avoided Lianjun's gaze and said, "I... I just asked you, did you write that song yourself? I don't think I've heard it anywhere else."

Hearing this, Lianjun was stunned for a moment, then let go of him, looked at the maple leaves all over the mountain, and said in a daze: "I wrote it myself, I still have the score, but for some reason, I forgot How did you write it?"

"forget?"

"En." Lian Jun nodded, then walked to the edge of the roof, looking at the maple forest quietly.

He looked at Lianjun's back, and suddenly had a bold guess in his heart, could this song be written by Lianjun for him back then?However, for some reason, Lianjun actually forgot about that past event. Could it be that something happened to Lianjun back then?

Thinking of this, he looked at Lianjun with a bit of distress, and thought to himself, if you forget it, forget it, as long as Lianjun is safe and sound.

A gust of mountain wind passed by, and he saw that Lianjun's back slowly merged with the maple forest shining in the sun with the gust of mountain wind. This picture was like a picture Like a painting, it was deeply engraved in his heart.